CFL 19

Jiang Yufeng, with his tall stature and long legs, had broad and thick muscles on his shoulders and back, standing like a colossal sculpture in front of the counselor.

The counselor seemed to notice someone approaching and poked her head out: “Wen Ci? Just in time. The teacher wants to have a word with you.”

Wen Ci obediently walked over, bowing his head slightly: “Hello, teacher.”

After the military training, there will be a summary meeting. Besides the leaders, they also need to arrange for outstanding students to give speeches on stage.

The class leaders hadn’t been elected yet, and the counselor didn’t have a good candidate at the moment.

She thought of Jiang Yufeng because he was very popular on the forum, and he was impeccable in every aspect, but Jiang Yufeng declined.

“The teacher remembers your college entrance exam scores were quite good.”

When the college entrance exam results came out this year, the fixed-line phone at Wen Ci’s home was almost ringing off the hook. He was barefoot at that time, down in the pond catching fish, his feet covered in mud, his whole body wet, and he didn’t know he was about to become the hope of the whole village.

When it came to choosing a major, combining the teacher’s advice and his mother’s simple and straightforward theory, he directly chose the highest-ranked university in the province.

Big cities are full of talented people. Wen Ci humbly said, “There are many people better than me.”

The counselor smiled, “Not many, actually none. You are the top student in our college.”

Oh…

Wen Ci lowered his head and listened attentively to the counselor’s instructions.

He made a wry face.

“Wen Ci, you can think it over carefully. These are all for extra credits.”

Credits were like a switch, and Wen Ci straightened his back.

I go crazy for credits, I bang my head against the wall for credits.

However, Wen Ci hesitated for a moment, “Do I have to go on stage alone?”

“There’s no restriction on that. Two people are fine too,” the counselor said, relieved and comforting, “Wen Ci can choose a classmate to go on stage together.”

Wen Ci casually said, “Then the second place.”

The counselor smiled even more happily, “The second place is him.”

Wen Ci turned his head following the counselor’s gaze and looked at Jiang Yufeng.

Jiang Yufeng’s gaze was cold. Wen Ci pursed his lips and was about to suggest someone else when Jiang Yufeng indifferently said, “Fine.”

The matter was settled like that.

When leaving the office, Wen Ci glanced around and found no one who looked like his senior.

Not seeing his senior and receiving a task made him feel quite down.

Wen Ci walked in front, and Jiang Yufeng followed behind. The light spread on the ground forming vertical stripes.

His presence was so overwhelming that Wen Ci’s back was sweating. He instinctively slowed down, thinking in his mind, you go first, you go first~

However, Jiang Yufeng still kept a distance of two or three steps behind him.

It was like seeing a ghost.

Wen Ci fidgeted with a thin layer of skin on his finger and arrived at the elevator entrance, waiting for the number.

In the silence, Jiang Yufeng suddenly spoke: “We’ll go over the script in a couple of days.”

It took Wen Ci a while to realize Jiang Yufeng was talking to him and he nodded randomly, “Oh, okay.”

“When do you have time?”

Wen Ci thought for a moment.

He had always been at the top of his class, being the student representative to speak from elementary school to high school. He was used to it, but he didn’t particularly like this kind of task.

Because it would bring him more trouble. Receiving love letters was nothing compared to being cornered after school and being confessed to.

The most terrifying time was when he was blocked by the leader of a gang of dropouts from junior high school, who threatened Wen Ci to follow him.

When Wen Ci got angry, he stomped on his foot and then ran outside, picked up a medium-sized trash can and knocked it over on them. While they were shouting in pain, Wen Ci quickly ran away.

He told his parents about it when he got home, and the school intervened the next day, so Wen Ci was fine.

Wen Ci spoke cautiously, “There’s no need to make time. Once the script is ready, it should be fine. I have experience.”

“When Wen Ci speaks to people, don’t let your eyes wander.”

Wen Ci was stunned, and then he obediently lifted his eyes to look at him.

The elevator arrived. It was empty inside. They walked in and pressed the button for the first floor.

When leaving, Wen Ci also kept looking into Jiang Yufeng’s eyes. He didn’t like people to say he was impolite.

But Jiang Yufeng was a bit special. Wen Ci was quite afraid of him and tried to avoid eye contact. Plus, after accidentally overhearing that he didn’t like himself, Wen Ci felt even more… his mood was like the elevator now, going down.

“What are you looking at?” Jiang Yufeng pursed his lips as much as he could.

Wen Ci quickly averted his gaze, “Nothing.”

Jiang Yufeng’s voice was so indifferent… Although his senior’s voice was also cold, he was gentle, speaking slowly, rich and mellow.

Still, the senior was better.

Jiang Yufeng followed Wen Ci all the way back to the dormitory building. For a moment, Wen Ci thought he was going to go inside, but he wasn’t. After looking at him a few times, he turned around and left.

That was strange. What was he doing here?

Taking a walk?

Wen Ci didn’t think too much about it. After buying water, he returned to the dormitory and found that everyone was asleep. He tiptoed, not making a sound.

He put the water away and rested his head on the table.

When the doorbell rang downstairs, Wen Ci was dazed. Half of his body was numb, and his cheek had a large red mark with camouflage patterns. One “X” was particularly deep, like a scar.

Wen Ci pointed to his face and asked Lu Xuesong, “Am I handsome?”

Lu Xuesong was in a daze: “Handsome, mua~”

Wen Ci quickly covered his face with his hand.

The two of them walked and played in front, while Tao Peng followed behind, speechless.

Lu Xuesong’s intentions were still not pure. Wen Ci secretly moved away from him, and then moved his steps again. With a bang, he didn’t pay attention to his surroundings and bumped into the person next door.

Wen Ci turned his head in a daze: “I’m sorry…”

Jiang Yufeng just looked at him and then walked away. Wen Ci watched his receding figure and instinctively touched half of his cheek.

After a day of military training, there was no notice in the evening. Wen Ci took a comfortable bath, turned on his phone, and greeted his senior.

Wen Ci supported his head and waited for a long time, but didn’t get a reply. He put down his phone, turned on his computer, and prepared to write the script.

“I’m so tired today. I can’t walk. Give me a hug.”

It was Lu Xuesong’s coquettish voice. When they went to take a bath, the balcony door was not closed, and the sound easily came out.

Wen Ci paused for a moment and put on his headphones.

He didn’t want to be disturbed, so he hadn’t logged into WeChat on his computer yet, planning to write slowly.

Jiang Yufeng had just sat down, and the voice call on his phone was still on.

Yun Anhe said inside, “The blueprints have all been approved. You can take a break for a while. Mother told me you’ve started again recently?”

Jiang Yufeng looked at his handiwork with interest.

The doll’s head was made of stone plastic clay, with a fair skin tone. The skull, face shape, and features were modeled after Wen Ci’s appearance. It wasn’t a one-to-one replica, but the similarity was still acceptable. The eyes were also made by hand, with a crystal amber color.

The nose was small and upturned, and the lips were plump and slightly parted.

Jiang Yufeng lowered his eyes: “What do you want to say?”

“Nothing, I’m just curious. Why did you suddenly start again?”

“I play when I want to.”

“…” Yun Anhe didn’t understand for a moment, “What?”

But Jiang Yufeng didn’t explain and said there was nothing else before hanging up the phone.

Even after all these years, his craftsmanship hadn’t improved, but it hadn’t deteriorated either. It really looked like Wen Ci, as beautiful as he was.

Jiang Yufeng repeatedly touched the bright amber eyes with his fingertips.

The base makeup had already been applied, and now he continued to add details. Jiang Yufeng used a pen to outline the eyelashes.

Wen Ci had very thick and curly eyelashes. Unlike most people, he had double-layered eyelashes with inverted ones, which often made his eyes itchy.

Many times, he could see Wen Ci rubbing his eyes. He needed a bottle of eye drops, but Wen Ci was just too forgetful.

Wen Ci’s cupid’s bow was distinct, with a graceful lip line, bright red and plump, looking very soft.

After completion, he held the head in his hand. The four-part body was not small, just the right size to hold in one hand.

The last complex step needed to be completed when he got home.

At around ten, Wen Ci received a photo of an exquisitely crafted doll’s head.

He paused for a few seconds before replying.

[W: Senior, did you make this?]

[Yf: Yeah, does it look like me?]

Wen Ci enlarged the photo with two fingers and then compared it with his own face in the mirror for a moment. It was strangely… somewhat similar, but the senior probably didn’t know what he looked like.

[W: It does, you’re amazing.]

[W: It really does look like me.]

Wen Ci wondered if he had a common face.

Or maybe that’s how he looked in the senior’s mind.

Ah, then he perfectly matched, which was great. There would definitely be no disappointment when they met in person.

The more he looked at the doll’s head, the more he liked it, but he didn’t have such craftsmanship.

[W: Senior, wait for me, I’m going to draw you too.]

[Yf: …?]

Wen Ci pulled out a blank A4 paper and took out a fountain pen to draw a circle on it, then started to add hair.

The senior definitely wasn’t bald, so he needed more hair.

Wen Ci shook the pen tip and switched to a thicker fountain pen.

Oops, it seemed like he added too much hair, like a vagrant, but it was okay. The senior was the handsomest vagrant.

Next, he filled in the features inside the circle. The head was too big, taking up two-thirds of the paper, so he used a stick figure for the body first.

With a few quick strokes, he depicted the senior’s temperament and spirit, and he was very satisfied with it.

In the meantime, Lu Xuesong and Tao Peng finally came out after taking a bath. Lu Xuesong’s legs were so weak that he could hardly walk, but he still went over to take a look at Wen Ci.

“Are you planning to make a voodoo doll to curse someone?”

Wen Ci looked at him discontentedly. He really didn’t understand. This was his masterpiece!

Seeing his red eyes and swollen lips, Wen Ci spoke softly, “You should rest quickly.”

Tao Peng went to wash the clothes, and Lu Xuesong chuckled, “You heard it all, did you? Was my voice pleasant?”

Wen Ci nodded and looked at him strangely, but he complimented him, “It was pleasant.”

The song in the headphones was pleasant.

“Want one?”

Wen Ci wasn’t envious or tempted: “I’ll have one.”

As long as he met with the senior, he would have everything.

He took a photo of the drawing and sent it to the senior.

[W: Does it look good?]

[Yf: …Are you studying architecture?]

[W: Yes.]

In the first year of architecture, one has to start with color and sketching, which really tests one’s drawing skills.

[W: It has a nose, eyes, a mouth, and lush hair. Does it look like you?]

[Yf: …]

[W: I really like this drawing. Senior, you’re so handsome.]

[Yf: Yeah, very handsome.]

[W: Does it look like you?]

[Yf: …It does.]