After I became a stand-in, I made the male protagonist cry[MTL]

Chapter 14

　　The floating clouds blocked the dazzling sunlight, and the occasional breeze that brushed across the cheeks dispelled the summer heat. The boy had a refreshing short black hair, and a strong forearm was revealed under the clean and simple white half-sleeves. He occasionally tilted his head and chatted with the roommate next to him. From time to time, he raised his face, causing the flesh on his cheekbones to bulge slightly, and he looked very refreshing.

　　"Hey, do you feel that other people are always looking at us?" Zhao Wenbo felt a little uncomfortable. He always felt that people passing by were staring at them, but when he looked over, they quickly looked away. Some of them even whispered to the people next to them and pointed at them, which was very strange.

　　"It's probably because the four of us are too handsome and our temperaments are too outstanding!" Pan Yuhang shook his hair, thinking he was looking very handsome. His wise remarks made the other three people involuntarily move a little further away from him.

　　"Come on," Li Xin rolled his eyes and agreed with Zhao Wenbo, "I felt it too, and that look, I always felt...!" He frowned and didn't say the rest.

　　However, the other three people also understood what he meant, but there was nothing they could do. Their eyes were on other people, and they couldn't blindfold them. They could only quicken their pace and walk towards the classroom.

　　None of them were interested in the gossip on the forum. The four grown men had no other hobbies except playing games, so they naturally didn't know what was going on.

　　But if the looks from passers-by just now were strange enough, then the attitudes of other students towards them when they arrived at the classroom were even more thought-provoking.

　　"Third brother, come quickly, there is room here!"

　　They arrived a little late and most of the seats were already occupied, leaving only the last row of four seats. Wen Heng walked in with his schoolbag on his back, but before he sat down, he saw the boy sitting next to him vomit, stand up abruptly, pick up his things and walk out.

　　Several people were confused. Zhao Wenbo muttered quietly, "What are you doing?"

　　He was just complaining, but he didn't expect that person to hear him. He turned his head away on purpose, glanced at Wen Heng and then looked away, his eyes were full of contempt, "Nothing, I just have a mysophobia and hate dirt!"

　　"Hey, what do you mean?"

　　Pan Yuhang stepped forward, but was stopped by Wen Heng.

　　"Class is about to start, please sit down first."

　　He knew that person, Wang Zhe. If the original body was a god-level existence in the academy, then Wang Zhe was the eternal runner-up who was always suppressed by the original body. Those who were admitted to Peking University were all top talents from all over the place, so how could they be willing to be only second? Not to mention that Wang Zhe was arrogant by himself, and after the teacher specifically asked Wen Heng to participate in a project he had his eyes on some time ago, he disliked him even more.

　　Wen Heng thought that he was still giving him a cold shoulder because of that incident, so he didn't take it seriously. He just left, there was a vacancy, and he didn't want to be so close to others. Seeing that Wang Zhe was still standing there, he frowned.

　　"Why don't you leave?"

　　"..." Wang Zhe, who was just pretending to annoy Wen Heng, was a little surprised, "I came here first."

　　"so?"

　　"Why don't you go?"

　　Wen Heng shrugged and said indifferently, "I don't mind the dirt."

　　"Then I'll leave?" Wang Zhe sneered, as if sneering at the man's shamelessness.

　　However, there was something even more shameless behind him. As far as he could see, Wen Heng slightly raised the corner of his lip, looking gentle and polite.

　　"start running!"