The Actor Wants to Divorce

When Feng Jin's pupils were looking at the photo, they went wide in an instant.

He went to get the phone in a panic, short of breath and pale.

Xu Xiyuan took the phone and turned it off: "You don't need to be nervous, I won't distribute this picture."

Feng Jin's eyes reddened, "Professor Xu, I..."

Xu Xiyuan's expression was a little unnatural. He cleared his throat and interrupted Feng Jin's explanation: "Feng Jin, I respect your private life very much. I have no right to ask what is happening behind you."

Xu Xiyuan paused for a while, and then continued: "But if this kind of photo is exposed, it will damage your own reputation. Besides, you are still a celebrity. Don't you want to cherish your feathers?"

Feng Jin's throat seemed to be blocked with cotton wool, and he couldn't say a word of explanation.

He didn't know what was going on in this photo.

He didn't even know that he had been photographed like this before!

When did this happen?

Xu Xiyuan saw Feng Jin’s eyes flushed, and his tone was euphemistic: "You still have to deal with your private life. Send this photo to me today, and I can help you keep it secret. Then if you send it to someone else’s teacher or classmate next time, who Will it help you hide it again?"

Feng Jin's face was even more ugly, red and white.

He nodded distractedly, "I...I know, thank you, Professor Xu."

Xu Xiyuan: "Then I still have things to do. You can go back today."

"Professor Xu." Feng Jin couldn't help but stopped Xu Xiyuan, "I...I..."

Xu Xiyuan was shocked, then frowned: "Sorry, Feng Jin, although I don't hate homosexuality, I still like boys who are cleaner and simpler."

Feng Jin's whole body was stunned, as if being slapped out of thin air, his entire face was burning and hot.

He... didn't mean that at all.

He just wanted to ask Xu Xiyuan something about his studies.

It turned out that in Professor Xu's eyes, he was just a dirty and complicated man.

Feng Jin took a deep breath and wanted to explain things clearly, "Professor Xu, I'm sorry, you misunderstood, I just want to ask, I plan to take a postgraduate entrance examination, do you have any ideas on accepting graduate students?"

Xu Xiyuan frowned: "I'm sorry, Feng Jin, my students are full. If you want to take the postgraduate entrance examination, I can help you recommend other teachers."

Feng Jin clenched his fists, then smiled lightly, "Thank you Professor Xu. Then I will go back today."

Xu Xiyuan stopped Feng Jin, "By the way, I will let someone take over the paper that I asked you to do last time, and I won't need your help in the future."

Feng Jin was shocked, then nodded: "Okay."

Walking out of Xu Xiyuan's office, Feng Jin's hands and feet were cold as if they had been soaked in ice water.

He took a deep breath and spit it out again.

"It's still disgusted."

He was talking about respect, but he couldn't wait to draw all boundaries with himself.

Feng Jin's heart seemed to be held by someone's hands, and it was difficult to breathe.

He respects Xu Xiyuan very much.

When he was young, he dreamed of becoming a person like Xu Xiyuan.

Gentle and elegant, learn rich and five cars, teach and educate people.

Xu Xiyuan is his idol.

So he studied desperately, even admitted to this school, just to get Xu Xiyuan's recognition and praise.

Unfortunately, he put in so much effort, but in the end, he was completely ruined by a photo.

Feng Jin's mind was very confused. He didn't even have the mind to find out who sent the photo. He was overwhelmed by the oppressive feeling of being rejected and alienated by his most respected person.

Feng Jin went home unconsciously, and threw himself into the bed to sleep with his head covered.

─Feng Jin locked himself in the room for three or four days.

Until Lin Yan called.

"where are you?"

Feng Jin lied: "I...I'm in school."

"You lie." Lin Yan was annoyed: "I went to the school to find you today. Your classmate said that you didn't come to class yesterday and didn't ask for leave. Where are you?"

Feng Jin faltered: "I...I'm at home."

Lin Yan's voice became calmer: "Really at home?"

"Really, I feel a little sick, so I didn't go to school and I forgot to ask for leave."

"I'll go over immediately."

Feng Jin panicked: "No, I'm much better now, you don't need to..."

Before Feng Jin spoke, Lin Yan directly hung up the phone.

Fifteen minutes later, Lin Yan stood in front of Feng Jin panting.

Feng Jin frowned: "I said I don't need to come over, why are you..."

Lin Yan pulled the person directly onto the sofa and sat there, touching Feng Jin's forehead: "Is it a fever?"

Feng Jin bowed his head: "I'm fine, everything is fine."

Seeing Feng Jin's depression, Lin Yan frowned, "What's the matter with you?"

"Nothing, can you stop asking me?"

Lin Yan was silent for a while, then nodded, "Okay, I won't ask, you haven't been to school for two consecutive days, what about the school?

"I'll go up in the afternoon and explain to the teacher."

"Then I will go with you this afternoon."

"No, I can go by myself..."

Lin Yan frowned, his tone was not negotiable: "Observe, don't worry me."

In the afternoon, Lin Yan drove Feng Jin to school.

After two days of absenteeism for no reason, Feng Jin was blushing when he was criticized by the supervisor.

Lin Yan was outside the office, listening to the instructor's scolding, his heart felt like a ball.

Feng Jin's face is thin-skinned, and this is not necessarily what he is being scolded like.

Lin Yan tightened his brows, turned his toes, and walked into the office.

"Teacher Yang."

Teacher Yang saw that someone came in suddenly and was unhappy: "Who are you, why did you come in without knocking?"

Lin Yan walked over: "I am Feng Jin's parent."

Teacher Yang looked at Lin Yan weirdly: "Parents?"

Feng Jin quickly pulled La Linyan and motioned him not to talk nonsense.

Lin Yan smiled at Teacher Yang, "My Xiaojin was a little uncomfortable yesterday. He forgot to ask for leave for a while. He is the first offender. Why are you so angry, Teacher Yang."

Teacher Yang sneered, "At least I can make a phone call if you feel sick? If you can't get the medical records of the hospital, you say you feel uncomfortable.

Have you served it? Is it okay for students not to come to class if they want to come to class in the future, and then tell me afterwards that they are uncomfortable? "

Lin Yan nodded again and again: "Yes, yes, this is Feng Jin's fault, I will definitely educate him when I go back."

Teacher Yang's face looks better: "It is because he is the first offender, so I don't remember it. I will submit a review next week."

Lin Yan answered again, and then dragged Feng Jin out of the office.

Feng Jin's face was white and red, and he was ashamed.

Lin Yan sighed, "Isn't he stupid? You can't do something nice with the teacher? Just stand here and scold him."

Feng Jin lowered his head, shrunken shoulders, bit his lip, and said nothing.

Lin Yan's heart twitched.

He couldn't bear to say a heavy word, his baby, how could he be criticized like this.

Even if his baby made a mistake, it doesn't need to be so cruel. Isn't it enough to criticize and write a review?

Which college student hasn't skipped class.

Make a fuss, is it necessary to make a good boy who can't even raise his head?

Lin Yan panicked the more he thought about it. Slightly bent over, turning his body to the side and saying to Feng Jinrou: "Don't be uncomfortable, I'll help you write the review. I'm good at writing this."

Feng Jinxun pulled his head, ignored Lin Yan at all, and just bowed his head and walked forward.

The school was crowded, and Lin Yan was not easy to pull around. Anxiously, he could only circle around Feng Jin.

"When I was a freshman in high school, I took off our principal's wig and was punished to confess my mistakes in front of all the students in the school."

Feng Jin whispered: "It's a shame."

Lin Yan pouted, "Actually, it's been so many years. Who would think of this thing except me? You feel ashamed, others have long forgotten. Don't find it for yourself."

Seeing no one before and after, Lin Yan gently grabbed Feng Jin's hand and quickly stole a kiss at the corner of Feng Jin's mouth.

Feng Jin was shocked, "Lin Yan, you..."

"Shhh, someone is coming. Don't shout."

Feng Jin looked around in fright, saw no one, glared at Lin Yan: "I will hit you, do you believe it or not?"

Lin Yan smiled and pushed him forward: "Okay, goodbye, you go to the last class, I will wait for you outside the classroom, we will go back to the cafeteria after dinner."

The last class ended exactly at five o'clock. The canteen was crowded with students. Lin Yan and Feng Jin had lined up for fifteen minutes before buying dinner.

Most of the four-seater seats are filled with people, but there are two vacancies at the end.

Lin Yan dragged Feng Jin over, but found an acquaintance sitting there.

Xu Xiyuan.

If it was normal, Lin Yan would definitely leave Feng Jin without saying a word.

But Feng Jin, who had just been criticized, was really in a bad mood. Lin Yan deliberately borrowed flowers to offer Buddha, so he had to be generous, "Your professor is also here, don't you like to chat with him? Go sit and sit?"

It's okay not to mention Xu Xiyuan, Feng Jin's face is even more ugly.

Just about to refuse, Lin Yan pulled Feng Jin and sat down.

The opposite Xu Xiyuan looked up.

Feng Jin had no choice but to bite the bullet and say hello: "Hello Professor Xu."

Xu Xiyuan put down the chopsticks in his hand, then picked up the dinner plate and left.

He only took one or two mouthfuls of his meal, and the meaning of evasiveness was obvious.

Feng Jin stiffened on the chair on the spot, his face was pale and Lin Yan was burning with his chopsticks.

After coaxing his mouth to wear out all afternoon, he made people happy. This guy was okay, and without a word, he beat Feng Jin back to the original.

He even disliked Feng Jin?

His family is the best in the world!

Lin Yan dropped his chopsticks directly and stood up, "What do you mean by Xu? Did Feng Jin recruit or provoke you?"

The cafeteria was too noisy, and no one noticed the anomaly here for a while.

Xu Xiyuan looked back up and down to look at Lin Yan several times, before his eyes fell on Feng Jin's body: "Is it another man? Your private life is really..."

Feng Jin's back stiffened instantly.

The author has something to say

Lin Yan: What? My Xiaojin is not good? My Xiaojin is the best in the world! You are blind! I call for Xiaojin

Fu Ran: Yes, yes, your Xiaojin is the best, so you can leave it with me for a few more days.