Quick Wear: Give the Resentful Man a Home

"Did I record it correctly?" He sounded like he was asking for advice humbly, but his tone made Ji Zhun feel that Duan Wu was ordering him to give an answer that would please him.

Putting aside his random thoughts, he answered sincerely, "Of course, it was recorded very well, his expression skills and sense of the camera are amazing."

I remember that I haven't seen the material yet, but I subconsciously feel that there is nothing Duan Wu can't do well.

Short videos do not require the release of too much material at one time, there is ample space for editing, and the requirements for the person being edited are not high.

After the first day of filming, they were arranged to stay in the guesthouse of the Second Hospital. There were three rooms, not too big, but clean and tidy.

I remembered to return to my own private space, where my thoughts, which had been disturbed by the heat, finally had a chance to relax and calm down. The more I thought about it, the more I felt that something was wrong.

He has seen many handsome men and beautiful women, but this has never happened before. What is he doing?

My mind suddenly popped up again of Duan Wu biting his cigarette holder at noon. His lips looked soft, thin and red, perfect for kissing.

His back was suddenly covered with a layer of dense and fine sweat. He had not experienced such a strong desire for a long time. He used to vent those secret thoughts through drawing and regarded it as a way to relieve himself.

All those repressed thoughts were brought out by an indifferent and ascetic man. He forced himself not to think about those distracting things. The more he resisted, the stronger the emotion became.

I quickly took off my clothes and went to the bathroom to take a shower, trying to wash away my nerves that were made hot by the weather, but I quickly failed.

After turning off the water valve, he came out panting, fell straight onto the bed, pulled a corner of the quilt to cover himself, and without wiping the water off, the water dripped down his neck onto the quilt, forming a puddle of water.

The phone contained the uploaded photography materials. Jizhun opened his eyes tiredly and scrolled directly to the part shot with Duan Wu.

His profile is as deep and charming as a sculpture. The camera turns to Duan Wu's front. The man raises his eyelids, but his gaze is always a step slower, with a sense of laziness.

Ji Zhun couldn't help but wonder what was hidden beneath Duan Wu's cold and self-restrained exterior. Everyone has many sides, just like himself.

Who would have thought that he, who was always praised as a good boy, could be such a pervert.

I looked away with difficulty, trying not to think about it, and soon I fell into a sleepy state, my breathing gradually calming down.

The phone was still playing the video of the two people asking and answering each other.

*

I slept for a very long time, so long that I thought I was reincarnated.

When he opened his eyes, the time on his cell phone jumped to half past eight and Zhang Fei's voice phone kept ringing.

Ji Zhun answered the call in a daze. There was a noisy background noise on the other end: "Brother Ji, come out for some barbecue—"

Ji Zhun agreed immediately, thinking that Duan Wu would definitely go. However, he was dumbfounded when he arrived at the scene. All eight young people in Duan Wu's group were there, except the person he wanted to see the most.

Zhang Fei opened three cans of beer and handed them to them. Ji Zhun took it and casually said, "I didn't see Brother Duan. Did you go back to rest so early?"

"Teachers can't stay in a noisy environment for a long time." Zhang Fei explained, "It will give you a headache."

Remember to hold the can carefully so that the bottle body will be squeezed and deformed, and then bounce back quickly.

Zhang Fei was very good at livening up the atmosphere, and these researchers were much more lively than expected. After three rounds of drinks, the topic turned back to Duan Wu.

"Hey!" Zhang Fei kicked the cans at his feet away, put his arm around Jizhun's shoulders and shook him, "When can I become a man like Director Duan!"

There was laughter at the table, and Wang Xing laughed while slurping noodles. "You should lose 50 pounds first."

"I'm not talking about weight! I'm talking about ability! It's skills!"

Wang Xing rambled on and on about a bunch of stories about him and Duan Wu in school. He was a year older than Duan Wu, and the two were considered brothers in the same school. "In fact, Duan was quite talkative before, and he was on the school debate team. He was very eloquent, and he would often be defeated by the other side's second and third debaters, leaving him sitting on a chair in frustration and rage..."

He didn't say the rest and the topic came to an abrupt end. Everyone present knew that Duan Wu encountered the laboratory explosion and survived but his body suffered irreversible damage.

Jizhun felt a little uncomfortable, so he took a sip of beer to suppress the bitterness in his heart. He finished half the bottle, and the more he drank, the more uncomfortable he felt. "Give me some more."

Zhang Fei took a bottle from the box, and seeing that he was drunk, he asked uncertainly, "Brother Ji, can you really drink?"

"Just kidding," Jizhun took it, not happy that he was looked down upon, "Can beer make people drunk!?"

Wang Xing glanced at the box and said, "Today's fighting power is not good. There are only half a dozen left. What are they doing? In this case, we can only use appeasement."

"Huairou?" I'm sure you didn't understand the meaning of his words.

Zhang Fei chuckled and took out the King Poker from his pocket. "Would you like to join us, Brother Ji?"

"Join us!" There was a lot of noise at the table. The girl sitting next to Wang Xing winked at Jizhun and said, "Be careful, these people are very dangerous."

Jizhun showed an arrogant smile and said, "I have never lost!"

Three minutes later, Jizhun put the cards on the table dejectedly and scratched his head in embarrassment.

Damn, I forgot that my opponent’s IQ is different.

Those sitting here are either the top scorers in the college entrance examination or those who were admitted to universities without having to take the college entrance examination. How could he treat them as the simple-minded ones from the past!

Jizhun picked up a piece of sea cabbage and chewed it fiercely, "I lost!"

Zhang Fei flipped over the cards in his hand and laughed loudly towards the sky. He remembered that he seemed to match a certain historical figure.

"I'm sorry, brother Ji, I offended you." Zhang Fei rubbed his hands. "You just arrived, we don't bully you. Send this message to the first person in the dialog box: I have been annoyed with you for a long time."

When Jizhun heard that he could afford to play and took out his cell phone, his smile immediately stopped.

……

Seeing that he was hesitant, Zhang Fei leaned over to take a look, and immediately recognized that Duan Wu's number had been marked at the top.

“If it’s pinned, it doesn’t count, right?” Jizhun asked guiltily to be let off.

"How can pinning it not count? Pinning it counts the most, hahaha, hurry up and post it, I want to see what Director Duan has to say, post it quickly."

[Remember: I have been unhappy with you for a long time. ]

When Duan Wu came out of the bathroom, a message without any beginning or end suddenly popped up.

[Duan Wu:? What's wrong?]

Jizhun's beautiful prayers, which were made in his heart with the hope that Duan Wu had fallen asleep and didn't see it, were shattered.

No complaints, he looks so good!

Jizhun wanted to explain that he lost the game, but Zhang Fei held him down and said, "Hey, hey, hey, can't tell the truth. You can't afford to play."

[Remember: Do I need a reason to be upset with you? ? ]

【Duan Wu:. 】

[Duan Wu: I’ll make you happy tomorrow.]

I remember seeing the last sentence, my hands were shaking and my phone almost fell to the ground. Now I was sober and not impulsive anymore, so I replied

【Remember: Just you!? 】

Three or five people gathered behind Jizhun to gossip and gave him a thumbs up.

"Brother Ji is still very fierce. He even dares to provoke Teacher Duan."