After Shen Zheng asked Cheng Yu for photos and short videos, it took nearly half an hour before he received Cheng Yu's reply.
It was a full-body photo of Cheng Yu.
He faced the window, raised his head slightly, put his hands in his pockets, his posture was casual and handsome.
The sunlight outside the window lengthened his shadow and printed it on the white wall behind him, like a carefully processed artistic photo.
When Shen Zheng saw the photo, he set it as the lock screen wallpaper without saying anything.
"Cousin, does it look good?" Cousin Shen Zheng put on a new coat.
Shen Zheng didn't even raise his head, and replied with a smile: "It looks good."
The cousin approached Shen Zheng and asked, "What are you looking at? You look so pregnant. Have you got a girlfriend?"
Shen Zheng put away his phone, and the corners of his lips returned to their original curve: "Not yet."
"Return?" My cousin understood and said quietly: "I understand, the revolution has not yet succeeded, comrades still need to work hard."
Shen Zheng smiled and said nothing.
On the other side, Cheng Yu's cousin begged Cheng Yu with a sad face: "Brother Yu, it's been half an hour. I haven't taken a hundred photos for you. It's probably ninety-nine. Are you still not satisfied? Who are you sending this photo to?" Huh?”
Cheng Yu enlarged the photo he had just sent to Shen Zheng. He felt that the arc of the hair hanging down was not good.
My cousin sat slumped on the sofa, hopeless: "Brother Yu, believe me, the photo just now, the effect of the photo studio retouching is not as good as this. Not to mention the girl, even the man looked at it, his pants /You have to move your crotch politely.”
Cheng Yu didn't seem to hear. He lowered his head and held the phone, his eyes seemed to be embedded in the phone to take a closer look.
The cousin turned sideways and sat in a seductive posture: "Brother Yu, tell me, are you in love? Are you sending the photo to your girlfriend? Are you secretly in love?"
Cheng Yu focused on the quality of the photos and subconsciously said: "I don't like women..."
Fuck, I almost let it slip.
Cousin: "?"
Cheng Yu: "...I don't like my girlfriend to appear in my career. I just want to be at ease in my career, understand."
"Understood." My cousin nodded, "Brother Yu, two minutes have passed and it cannot be undone. Regardless of whether you like the photo or not, the other party has seen it. I'm leaving."
The cousin fled Cheng Yu's room, closed the door, and told others not to go in.
Cheng Yu held the phone and turned it around, bit his nails, and sent a message to Shen Zheng: "I just saw you asked for a photo. My cousin took it casually, so let's just look at it."
Shen Zheng looked at his new lock screen wallpaper and couldn't help but chuckle.
Shen Zheng: "It's nice to have a good look and take a few random pictures. It won't take much trouble anyway."
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Perhaps the Chinese New Year went so smoothly. After the New Year, on the first night when Cheng Yu returned home, he received a huge gift.
In the early hours of the night, someone posted a post in the league titled "A look at the growth history behind the monster Cheng Yu", which attracted a lot of attention.
Cheng Yu was sleeping at the time and his cell phone was turned off. When he woke up the next morning, it seemed that the whole world knew that he was an albino.
He sat on the bed, holding his cell phone, and stared blankly at the replies in the Tieba forum, as if his soul had flown away, and he did not move for a while.
They say that the New Year brings new atmosphere, but Cheng Yu's New Year feels like he's back to the summer vacation in the sixth grade of elementary school. A group of people blocked him in the corner, pulled his hair and called him a monster.
Most of the replies in the forum also criticized Cheng Yu, using excessive language and no bottom line at all.
"Why do you play e-sports when you're sick? Why don't you stay at home and hide? Don't come out to scare people!"
"Please Cheng Yu, please stay away from the others in the fire, okay? It's not easy for us to go through the fire to get to where we are today. It doesn't matter if you die of illness, please don't drag the others into the fire in our family, okay?"
"Did I vomit? Isn't this thing contagious? And it seems to have a great impact on vision? Does e-sports really don't require vision?"
Cheng Yu put down his cell phone. He found that his mental endurance over the years was much better than when he was a child. When he saw this post, his first reaction was that he was worried about whether this would affect the club's sponsorship, which Lingle had been looking forward to for a long time.
Clicking on Yuhuo's WeChat group, the message still contained everyone's New Year's greetings. It seemed that no one knew about his online affairs.
He turned to Li Hong's cell phone and called to ask about the scope of the impact. Li Hong answered the phone quickly.
Li Hong: "Cheng Yu, you should have seen the post. It's okay. Don't worry. I have already contacted Tieba to delete the post."
Cheng Yu sat on the edge of the bed, with his long legs propped up and his elbows resting on his knees, his eyes tracing along the lines on the floor.
Cheng Yu: "Brother Li, did it have a big impact?"
"What impact?" Li Hong smiled, "Who doesn't catch a cold or get sick? You don't have to worry about anything else. Just focus on the game. You don't need to pay attention to those curse words. To put it bluntly, your eyesight No matter how hard you beat them, they are better than those trolls. Their eyes can be dug out and donated to those in need.”
Cheng Yu smiled and felt relaxed.
Li Hong seemed to be talking to someone, and his voice was a little distant: "What? Who posted on Weibo, Shen Zheng? What did they post? They all don't let me worry!"
Hang up the phone and quickly click on Shen Zheng's Weibo.
Shen Zheng posted a total of two Weibo posts. The first post was the latest one that was pinned to the top. Without any words, he just posted the nine-square photo.
The first picture is a photo of Shen Zheng and Cheng Yu in the yard when they were four years old. Shen Zheng made a scissor hand gesture with a big smile. Cheng Yu was behind him, tugging at the corner of his clothes, and the scissor hand gesture turned into bunny ears.
The second picture shows the two of them going to elementary school. At the school gate, Shen Zheng hooked Cheng Yu's shoulders, and Cheng Yu crossed his arms. Both of them looked very proud.
……
The eighth picture shows Shen Zheng and Cheng Yu standing on the podium of the Mathematical Olympiad. Shen Zheng stood in the first position and looked down at Cheng Yu, who was in the second position. Cheng Yu reluctantly held up the gold medal with a smile on his face. Wrote dissatisfaction.
The ninth picture is when Cheng Yu took the makeup photo after joining the fire. Shen Zheng looked at him from a distance and made a heart-warming gesture to the photographer.
Flipping through the photos one by one, Cheng Yu seemed to review his life with Shen Zheng. He didn't expect that he had retained so many memories of the two of them.
Fans were blown away by Shen Zheng's set of memories.
The second Weibo post is concise and to the point: “Watch your mouth.”
Below is the indictment of the person who originally posted on the Tieba forum.
He moved so fast that no one could react.
Yuhuo officials have not yet decided how to deal with it, and the original poster on Tieba has recorded a video to solemnly apologize.
Before most Yuhuo fans could realize what was going on, the matter had already been resolved.
Regarding Cheng Yu's albinism, fans and most passers-by still have a friendly attitude. The navy and rhythm leaders were frightened by Shen Zheng and did not dare to come forward. The turmoil gradually subsided.
Cheng Yu himself was shocked by Shen Zheng's resolute attitude. Putting down his phone, he felt as if he had been in a dream and woke up before his emotions could be lifted.
"Cheng Yu, are you up?" Cheng's mother lightly knocked on Cheng Yu's bedroom door, "Shen Zheng came to play with you."
(End of chapter)