Chapter 106 The Harder You Try, the More Unfortunate You Are

"Why should I eat hard steamed bread?" Qin Dingzhuo was truly confused. Shen Zhifu's second-generation personality was too solid, and Qin Dingzhuo didn't even think about other things.

Shen Zhi didn't give him the chance to think about other things.

Shen Zhi observed Qin Dingzhuo's expression, but could not see any clues. Qin Dingzhuo was not the one who took the photo of him eating cold steamed buns, and he didn't even know about it.

Of course, it is also possible that Qin Dingzhuo was pretending. Shen Zhi is not a detective, so he cannot tell the truth.

"Tomorrow we will have a freshman meeting, and the student union will have a lot of things to do, not to mention..." Shen Zhi hesitated, raised his eyes and glanced at Qin Dingzhuo, as if complaining, "You have been pursuing a junior from Hengyang recently, and you have been making too much noise. He wants me to help him reject you."

"Junior from Hengyang", "help to refuse" either word made Qin Dingzhuo feel uncomfortable.

Shen Zhi had just recovered, and Qin Dingzhuo didn't want to provoke him anymore.

Qin Dingzhuo suppressed his temper, but couldn't help but sneer: "Junior brother Hengyang, you call me that in a very affectionate way."

He is a straight man, but would a straight man be so clingy and call people of the same sex by their names? Qin Dingzhuo glanced at Shen Zhi's pale but gentle face, which looked even more fragile than usual, making people feel pity for him.

Someone like Shen Zhi is not gay? Who would believe it if I told them.

Shen Zhi lowered his eyelashes, brushing them like a small brush, each eyelash was clearly soaked with moisture, and pursed his lips and said, "Hengyang and I have a good relationship. We hit it off right away."

It was as if he was explaining why Qin Dingzhuo questioned him why he called Song Hengyang "Junior Brother Hengyang".

Qin Dingzhuo pressed the tip of his tongue against his cheek in displeasure, his eyes sharp.

Just now he was called Junior Hengyang? Now he is called Hengyang. Should I call him Yangyang or husband next?

It was really frustrating. Why didn't he realize before that Shen Zhi had a tendency to be very familiar with others and had no sense of boundaries at all?

Did he forget about Shen Zhi's previous attitude, which was smiling at him on the surface but actually so cold that he wanted to throw him to the North Pole?

You can't be such a double standard person.

Qin Dingzhuo's eyes were filled with emotions. He stared at Shen Zhi's soft and slightly curled golden hair. He suddenly grinned and said in a low voice, "He asked you to help dump me?"

Qin Dingzhuo's voice was not loud, but it gave people a strong sense of oppression.

The shirt on Shen Zhi's body was wrinkled barely noticeably by his fisting. It was a thrilling thing for him to lie calmly in front of Qin Dingzhuo. It was like walking on a tightrope high in the air. It was so thrilling that Shen Zhi's heart felt like it was trembling with fear.

Qin Dingzhuo wouldn't be like Chu Shi, who, after discovering he'd been deceived, would just let his mocking and contemptuous gaze linger on you for a moment, then distance himself from you in disgust, as if putting any more effort into you would be a waste.

He is an unpredictable bomb. If Qin Dingzhuo is in a good mood, he might beat you up and then laugh it off. But if you catch up with him and want to settle a dispute, he will torment you endlessly like a cat catching a mouse until you have a mental breakdown.

Shen Zhi's delicate Adam's apple rolled, and he calmed himself down. When he lifted his thin eyelids, a long crease was left, revealing his amber eyes as if washed by hot springs, reflecting Qin Dingzhuo's vicious brows.

Shen Zhi's eyes, on the contrary, were gentle and pure.

"He doesn't like you, and your pursuit behavior makes him feel troubled," Shen Zhi frowned, and the undissipated tears made his dry eyebrows and eyes look like fine raindrops, misty.

Shen Zhi carefully chose his words, secretly provoking the arrogant Young Master Qin and trying to sow discord between the two of them.

If you are still angry, go and find trouble with Song Hengyang. Chu Shi and Song Hengyang are friends. If Qin Dingzhuo really does anything to Song Hengyang, Chu Shi will not let him go.

It would be best if they could handle the trouble on their own. Shen Zhi didn't want to focus on catching that pervert anymore, so he would just deal with all the suspects together. Shen Zhi was happy to see them fighting each other.

Anyway, they all disgusted Shen Zhi.

Shen Zhi's pretended distressed voice reached Qin Dingzhuo's ears. Qin Dingzhuo looked down at Shen Zhi's frowning brows, his eyes were moist, and the corners of his soft lips were turned down. No matter how you looked at it, it seemed like he was complaining.

Shen Zhi who had cried was different from the usual Shen Zhi, Qin Dingzhuo thought of this inexplicably.

After crying, Shen Zhi looked too soft and too easy to bully. He spoke with a nasal voice and seemed to be acting coquettishly.

Qin Dingzhuo pressed his fingertips with curled fingers on Shen Zhi's delicate brows, and with a little force he easily flattened them, restoring their smoothness.

Qin Dingzhuo was surprised at the good touch. He slightly increased the force and caught the sound of a gasp from Shen Zhi's lips. Then he looked closely and saw a small red mark on the center of his eyebrows caused by the rough fingertips, which faded into pink.

Tsk, which young master is raised like this? He can’t even be touched.

Qin Dingzhuo thought about several families but got nothing. He didn't often interact with people in that circle. Now he thought that he had to find out which family Shen Zhi was from.

So cute.

"Can you please stop bothering him?" Shen Zhi's full lips were flattened by his lower lip, leaving a lip line that was white due to blood loss, with a hint of pleading in it.

For Song Hengyang, Shen Zhi's friend, who he had only known for a few days, begged him for help.

This realization made Qin Dingzhuo laugh out loud.

Qin Dingzhuo's eyes darkened, and there was indifference in his eyes. He raised his lips but there was no smile. "Why? Shen Zhi, why do you think I will listen to you?"

What qualifications do you have? Or who are you?

Shen Zhi understood the hidden meaning of Qin Dingzhuo's words, but he was not angry. Qin Dingzhuo was supposed to be like this, not taking anyone seriously. It would be a miracle if Shen Zhi could convince him today.

Shen Zhi pretended to be surprised and stood up, his face turned cold, "It's up to you."

Her rosy white face was powdered, and her anger made her even colder, like a delicate and gorgeous flower carved out of ice. Her eyes were so clear and charming.

Qin Dingzhuo could even smell the cool and light fragrance emanating from the delicate white neck of Shen Zhining Cream, which penetrated into his lungs.

Shen Zhi stood up too quickly and his slender body inevitably swayed, and Qin Dingzhuo's big hands held his arms firmly to hold his body in place.

"Is it that serious?" She was so angry at his rejection that she felt uneasy.

Qin Dingzhuo unconsciously stroked the soft and tender flesh on Shen Zhi's arm that was overflowing from between his fingers. It was like tofu pudding, which could all be sucked into his stomach if he sucked it with his mouth.

He has a bad temper.

Qin Dingzhuo tilted his head, his stubble of hair brushed against Shen Zhi's cheek, his breath sprayed on his jaw, and he coaxed, "It's not that I disagree, I just can't listen to you this time, huh?"

The low and magnetic ending tone is evoked, lazy and casual, with a bit of seriousness.

Shen Zhi was stunned for a moment, and looked at Qin Dingzhuo in surprise, his expression did not seem to be hypocritical.

"you……"

"How do you want to repay me?"

Two voices came out at the same time. It was the first time that Qin Dingzhuo saw Shen Zhi's dazed expression. It seemed that he couldn't figure out why he agreed to him. It was kind of cute.

Qin Dingzhuo's anger was swept away, and he said jokingly: "I can't let your good friend go, and you don't show any appreciation at all."

Shen Zhi swallowed his question and asked after a while, "What do you want?"

Shen Zhi has already said that he has a good relationship with Song Hengyang, so now he has to continue acting even if he has to bite the bullet.

Although he didn't want to help Song Hengyang in any way.

"Let's talk about it later," Qin Dingzhuo smiled wickedly, patted Shen Zhi's shoulder, and walked away.

When Qin Dingzhuo walked out of Shen Zhi's office, he happened to run into Song Hengyang. He raised his eyebrows slightly. Every time he saw Song Hengyang's pure and unattainable face, he felt itchy.

This time was no exception, but who told him to just promise Shen Zhi that he would not bother her anymore? Qin Dingzhuo thought about going back to his old ways in a couple of days, and it would sound better if he said it to others, so that Shen Zhi would not be really angry with him.

After all, he had refrained from pursuing Song Hengyang for a few days, which was already giving him face.

Qin Dingzhuo patted Song Hengyang on the shoulder as usual, and said in a pretentious manner: "Shen Zhi is really good to your friend."

He took it off for Shen Zhi, so if anything happened again, Shen Zhi couldn't be blamed. Qin Dingzhuo thought that he was really good to Shen Zhi, and Shen Zhi should be grateful to him.

Not to mention, it was quite eye-catching when Shen Zhi said thank you.

Qin Dingzhuo left in a leisurely manner, leaving Song Hengyang standing there with a cold expression.

What friend? What did the senior do?

Song Hengyang knocked on Shen Zhi's door, walked in after getting a response, and handed the materials in his hand to him.

Shen Zhi took it and took a look, "Application for membership?" Song Hengyang really wanted to join the student union.

Shen Zhi's heart sank. Why did Song Hengyang always have to compete with him for everything? It was really annoying.

Relying on Song Hengyang's excellent resume, he became the director of the study department? Shen Zhi flipped through the information Song Hengyang handed over. As everyone knows, the director of the study department is most likely to become the president of the student union.

Song Hengyang wanted to snatch his position as the president of the student union. Shen Zhi unconsciously polished his lip beads and drooped his eyelashes to hide his irritable mood.

"Senior, have you found Qin Dingzhuo for me?" Song Hengyang's voice was clear, his long straight eyelashes had clear black pupils, and confusion flashed in his eyes.

Shen Zhi's fingers unconsciously pinched wrinkles on the materials Song Hengyang brought, and he became a little impatient when he heard Song Hengyang's question.

He originally wanted Qin Dingzhuo to target Song Hengyang, but who knew that Qin Dingzhuo really agreed to stay away from him? He also didn't know what Qin Dingzhuo was thinking, but he compromised very quickly when he met Song Hengyang.

"I guess so." Anyway, the happiest person right now should be Song Hengyang. He is doing well in his studies and has no one to bother him in his life. He must be so happy that he dies.

Shen Zhi was unhappy when he thought that Song Hengyang was going smoothly.

"Thank you..." Before Song Hengyang could even finish his words of thanks, he was interrupted by Shen Zhi.

Shen Zhi closed the materials and compromised: "You have good abilities. Being the head of the study department is a waste of your talent. You can come to my side to help first. With experience, you can directly compete for the president of the student union. This will also be helpful to you in the future."

Shen Zhi's high-sounding speech seemed to be for Song Hengyang's own good, but it actually achieved the goal of preventing Song Hengyang from joining the Student Union. As for competing for the position of Student Union president, let's talk about it after Shen Zhi steps down.

Shen Zhi raised his eyes, smiling with an intoxicating gentleness, "What do you think?"

Song Hengyang's pure black pupils looked over without obstruction, penetrating the air and directly into Shen Zhi's amber honey-like eyes with scrutiny.

Shen Zhi's long eyelashes trembled, and the light spots falling on the black eyelashes jumped and fell, pouring out, "What?"

Shen Zhi tried hard to pretend to be a considerate senior, touched his face as naturally as possible, and joked, "Is there something on my face?"

Song Hengyang's eyes trembled slightly, and he shifted his gaze away from Shen Zhi, which made Shen Zhi breathe a sigh of relief for no reason. Shen Zhi didn't know why Song Hengyang's gaze was more penetrating than that of the hot-tempered Qin Dingzhuo.

Perhaps it was an illusion, Shen Zhian stroked his pounding heart.

"No," Song Hengyang said in a calm voice, lowering his eyes and not looking at Shen Zhi, "I just think that senior is very good to me."

Shen Zhiqiang smiled, as if there was something else behind what Song Hengyang said.

In the end, he would not let Song Hengyang join the student union. No matter whether Song Hengyang noticed his little thoughts or not, as long as he didn't expose them, Shen Zhi could keep pretending.

"You are excellent," Shen Zhi said evasively.

Song Hengyang nodded slightly, as if agreeing with Shen Zhi's words, and moved his front half to the side to bathe in the light and shadow, and said in a cool voice, "Senior, you don't have to do so much for me."

Song Hengyang left Shen Zhi's office. Fang Hao, who was waiting outside, was still drinking milk tea. Ever since Song Hengyang gave him a red envelope that was far more than the money for milk tea last time, Fang Hao has been living a life of drinking milk tea freely.

"You joined the Student Union?" Fang Hao knew that this was an unnecessary question. With all the awards Song Hengyang had won in international competitions, it would be easy for him to become the director of the academic department.

But the reality was exactly the opposite of what he imagined.

Song Hengyang shook his head, confusion in his eyes: "No."

"Ah?" Fang Hao was so shocked that he stopped drinking his milk tea and asked what happened. "Why? Isn't the senior very nice to you?"

Hearing this, Song Hengyang looked at Fang Hao once more. He had already heard from both of them that the senior was very nice to him.

Song Hengyang repeated Shen Zhi's idea to Fang Hao, "The senior asked me to follow him and learn from him first, and then directly compete for the president of the student union in the future."

After hearing this, Fang Hao swallowed his saliva, and looked at Song Hengyang with a sense of déjà vu as if he was looking at the evil Daji.

This is not just good, this is too good.

If she studies with the senior, she can meet Song Hengyang day and night, develop feelings for him over time, and compete directly for the position of Student Union President. With the recommendation of Senior Shen Zhi, Song Hengyang will not climb up like a spoiled mistress.

Fang Hao hesitated and told Song Hengyang that Senior Shen Zhi had ulterior motives towards him and asked him to be careful.

After spending so many days together, he discovered that his roommate might be a real straight man. Not to mention gay love, he didn't even have any thoughts about love between men and women.

Anyway, just relying on Qin Dingzhuo's handsome face, his wealth and the fact that he pursued him generously, and showing some romance and consideration from time to time, Fang Hao could hardly guarantee that he could stick with him even though he knew that Qin Dingzhuo was a playboy.

But his roommate managed to handle it without any hesitation, and even thought that Qin Dingzhuo was very annoying. Is this a good material for practicing the ruthless way? Fang Hao realized what it meant to be loyal to someone.

Song Hengyang nodded to Fang Hao and promised that he would pay attention.

Fang Hao's face was solemn, and he treated Senior Shen with the same respect, which made him feel that Senior Shen was a master of many talents.

I have some inexplicable feelings towards his roommate. Otherwise, why would he be so nice to a freshman? It doesn't make sense at all.

At lunch time, Song Hengyang and Fang Hao went to a restaurant. The food in Yuchuan is famous for being delicious and cheap.

But with Song Hengyang as his walking treasury, why would Fang Hao still eat with meals? Naturally, he would follow Song Hengyang and eat well.

"Two French fillets, one medium rare and one well-done, take the well-done ones away," Fang Hao vaguely heard the sound of ordering from behind and felt very familiar with it, so he opened his head and looked behind him.

"Brother Chu," Fang Hao greeted Chu Shi with a look of surprise.

Chu Shi turned around and saw Song Hengyang and Fang Hao also coming to eat, so he sat over and shared a table with them.

"I want a vegetable salad and a macaroni," Song Hengyang handed the menu to Fang Hao, "see what you want to eat."

"Pasta is fine," Fang Hao was embarrassed to order something too expensive.

Chu Shi frowned as he listened to the meal Song Hengyang ordered, "Why do you eat so little?"

Chu Shi glanced at Song Hengyang's face and felt that he had become much thinner, with the turning point of his jawline clearly visible.

At this point, Fang Hao wanted to complain. The intensity of the military training was too high. He was so hungry but couldn't eat. Not to mention Song Hengyang, he had lost three kilograms.

If he hadn't been unable to bear the military training and begged Song Hengyang for leave, he wouldn't have gotten this half-day off.

"Are you too tired from the military training?" Chu Shi was concerned about Song Hengyang. He was used to taking care of him, so he couldn't help but ask more questions.

Fang Hao nodded vigorously, empathizing with the situation, his eyes constantly looking between the two people opposite him.

In front is the brave pursuer Qin Dingzhuo, behind is the flower-guarding messenger Chu Shi, and there is also the mysterious and aggressive Shen Zhi.

Song Hengyang is so lucky in love.

Song Hengyang shook his head. He stood under the shade of the tree every day. He was not very tired, he just had no appetite.

Chu Shi is a man of few words, and Song Hengyang is even less so. Between the two of them, in order to maintain their friendship and connection, Chu Shi, who is a little more talkative, is forced to take the responsibility of chatting.

The dishes were almost all served, except for the steak that Chu Shi had packed, which was still being cooked. Chu Shi took his knife and fork and began to eat his medium-rare fillet.

"Where did you go on leave?" Chu Shi knew that they were still in the military training period and the training had not yet ended.

"Submit the materials for joining the Student Union," Song Hengyang replied while slowly eating his vegetable salad.

Chu Shi kept using his knife and fork, and asked suspiciously, "Why do you want to go to the student union? You don't need to gild it."

Song Hengyang's academic experience and ability do not require a student union to embellish him, and it can even be said to be a waste of time.

No one would stop their SUV and kick a pebble in front of them because there was no need.

Song Hengyang paused while forking vegetables. He chewed a small tomato in his mouth, and his voice was unclear. "I just want to go and take a look."

Chu Shi nodded slightly. Song Hengyang had never been to the Student Union, so it was normal for him to be a little curious.

Fang Hao rolled up the pasta and stuffed it into his mouth. After swallowing a big mouthful, he said in a compliment: "Senior Shen thinks Hengyang is too good, and he plans to train him by his side so that he can take over the position of president of the student union."

"Senior Shen?" These three words passed over Chu Shi's tongue. It took him a long time to remember that Shen Zhi was the president of the Student Union and Song Hengyang had to hand in the materials through him.

Chu Shi suddenly remembered what Shen Zhi said about his good relationship with Yang Yang.

He didn't want to control Song Hengyang's interpersonal relationships, he just felt that Shen Zhi was not suitable to be Song Hengyang's friend.

If he had to give a reason, Chu Shi couldn't say one.

He just felt that Shen Zhi would bring harm to Song Hengyang, and this thought appeared in his mind for no reason.

"Don't get too close to Shen Zhi," Chu Shi finished the last piece of steak on the plate in silence.

Song Hengyang was still eating very slowly. Hearing this, his eyes trembled and he did not reply.

Chu Shi didn't press him too hard, it seemed like they were just chatting casually.

The well-done steak that Chu Shi ordered was also packed.

Fang Hao was eating pasta and felt that Chu Shi was really good at judging people. Senior Shen was a good person, but he would be struck by lightning if he forced a straight man to be gay. He had to protect his roommate's safety. He nodded in agreement: "Brother Chu is right."

Fang Hao watched Chu Shi take the packaged filet and asked, "Brother Chu, are you having this as a midnight snack?"

"No," Chu Shi's fingers were weighed down by the packed steak, and he blurted out, "Shen Zhi didn't eat, I brought him some back."

Fang Hao: “…”

Fang Hao stood there in a daze with half a noodle still hanging out of his mouth.

Even Song Hengyang, who had been silent just now, raised his head.