Twenty rings

The question of the poor boy and the eldest lady lingered in his mind all night, and he couldn't sleep, so he crawled to read Xue Chaoyang's serialized novels on BBS.Senior Sister Xue is really a typewriter, with more than [-] changes every day, he read it all night.I finally understand why the fourth child is so sincere about this novel called "Back then".

——The hero of this article, Luoyang Xiaomengchang, surnamed Shen Mingbai.And the fourth child, one of the four beauties of the famous history department, ranked fourth, and the top three were all girls.The surname is Shen, the first name is Xiaobai, and the nickname is Xiaobai.There is only one letter difference between the two names, so how can he not be complacent about substituting himself as the male lead?

Xia Ke looked at the newly added branch line and smoked half a pack of cigarettes.

I couldn't sleep all night watching it, and went to class the next day like sleepwalking.Stretch after class, cheer up and jump up.

The professor in the next classroom is a white-haired, clean and gentle old gentleman, who is giving a lecture when he suddenly hears "Dragging again", and several big boys passing by outside the corridor call "Dragging is not good, teacher".Professor Liu couldn't laugh or cry, and the dialect came out accidentally: "Xia Ke, you little sentence head, you make troubles all day long!"

There was a burst of laughter in the classroom. Only then did Professor Liu see that the students were checking the time, and he couldn't help but feel embarrassed: "If you don't pay attention all of a sudden, you will waste the time of the students. Class is over." He is famous for his temper, and The relationship between students is good, but there is only one problem. If you don't pay attention in class, you will procrastinate.

The classmates all liked him, seeing how emotionally he spoke, it was hard to point out that it was too late.Professor Liu knows that many students still have classes and cannot be late.The old man wants to get rid of this problem every year, so he always tells the students who are close to him that when the teacher forgets the time, you can remind the teacher generously, don't be afraid.Who would have thought that when meeting such a smug master like Xia Ke, when passing through the corridor, he would lead people to boo him whenever he was late for get out of class.

Xia Keliang ran away with a loud voice.

Hearing the booming laughter behind him, he laughed as he ran.

The sunlight in the corridor was just right, Shang Tang walked along the classroom, across the crowd, a figure quickly emerged from the flying laughter, his whole body was shrouded in the sunlight, his steps were brisk and vigorous.He almost saw pride and ambition in this person's eyes.

Shang Tang was in a daze for a moment, and then remembered fart, he has the lofty ambition of fart!

He stood where he was, and Xia Ke glanced at him with a smile: "Are you back? See you tonight." She passed him by.

The voice was still a little hoarse, but it was as if that late-night call never happened, as if this person had never sent himself roses.

This should be what I want, but at this moment, I can't tell whether I am happy or disappointed.

Shang Tang took a week and a half off, and the rehearsal of the May [-]th drama was also suspended because of him, so he will make up for it tonight.

At seven o'clock in the evening, the small auditorium was full again.

Xia Ke looked around the circle of juniors around him, all of them were twigs and small trees, young and young, he couldn't compare them.He just fell into the chair, tilted his neck, and started to play dead.

He was replying to Shang Tang's lines in a nasal voice with "ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh."

Director Xue tried to persuade: "Call me Dad."

Xia Ke remembered that Shang Tang (the eldest prince) should kneel down on one knee and call: "Father/Father!"

Shang Tangjun's face was livid, and he mouthed "Dad", but the sound just couldn't come out!Looking at Xia Ke's respectful appearance, how could he kneel, how could he be called father emperor!He forced himself several times in a row, "Dad" didn't say "Dad" for a long time, and his thin lips were almost pursed into a line.

The onlookers felt as if they were facing a formidable enemy. Dao Xue understood it with emotion: "Think about it, you are dedicating yourself to the noble art, and you are serving the students who are watching the performance in the school! At this moment, you are no longer you. He is not him, you are beyond time and space, beyond reality, it is the role you play! Take a deep breath with me, breathe, breathe—scream, Dad!"

Shang Tang worked harder and harder, trying not to look at Xia Ke's face.

Almost suffocated, those two words were finally pushed to the mouth of the throat.

The salted fish was amused: "Still inhaling, have a baby?"

The success fell short, and the two words that were about to be exported fell back into his stomach like a bungee jump.

Shang Tang said briefly: "I can't scream at his face."

Xia Ke flexed his muscles: "If you can't scream, I'll find someone to demonstrate to you."

Shang Tang's complexion was even uglier. Could it be that this bastard is looking for Zhou Minmin, sweet and crispy, "Father Emperor"?

Director Xue also thought of this possibility, his expression was instantly vivid, and his imagination flashed: "Then shall we wait for Minmin to come?"

If you really ask Min Min to play the role of father and son's love, and then he is "artistically created" by his senior sister Xue, then it will really be unattractive.Xia Ke had a smile on his face, and knew clearly in his heart that the juniors and brothers present were all green twigs, none of which were safe. He was looking for a dry old firewood, and he saw an old horse to watch the excitement.Immediately jumped up and ran over with a grunt, very affectionate: "Old horse!"

Xue Dao's face was still rippling in the spring breeze for a second, and his facial features were full of dull and boring.

On the other side, Xia Kemi gave the opportunity, and the old Ma said sternly: "No way, it's a shame that Marx said you can't eat it!"

Xia Ke and Lao Ma bargained sincerely, but Lao Ma was skeptical and finally convinced.The two walked back to the stage shoulder to shoulder, Xia Kezhi was full of pride: "Dad!"

The old horse's voice was full of emotion: "Father!"

"You are my father!"

"You are my father!"

Everyone was dumbfounded, watching them call each other dad, no one was at a disadvantage, and they all felt happy that they had taken advantage of the sky.

Shang Tang told himself: Calm down, calm down!Don't talk, don't meet the bastard.

Xia Ke stood up with his arms around the old horse, and even enlightened Shang Tang: "How about it, it's no big deal. If you can't save face, I will call you dad."

How could this bastard be so shameless!Shang Tang saw that he was laughing and cursing, he was not serious, he was only so impeccable against outsiders, and he didn't know where the anger came from, so he said with a sullen face, "You call everyone Dad?"

But Xia Ke smiled: "Isn't it enough to call you Dad?" With a face suddenly enlightened, he continued shamelessly: "Then grandpa, Mr. Shang, you are my real grandpa!"

Shang Tang was completely silent.

They were having a lot of fun when they suddenly heard "Senior Xia".The little classmate Xu Dongliang with two shy dimples smiled and observed his words: "The senior and the president are rehearsing?" He slightly raised a plastic bag: "Well, the vice president of our school asked me to bring something for the senior .”

A slender but somewhat rough hand took the bag away, Xia Ke looked at it with a smile, the nicotine patch, and his heart was clear - well, Zhou Xiao must have mentioned in front of Xu Dongliang that he wanted to quit smoking, Xu Dongliang was thinking To flatter Mr. An is not to find an opportunity to sell yourself.

Xia Ke's addiction to smoking was caused by Anye's indulgence. At that time, Anye was extremely stressed and busy. It was not uncommon for him to work hundreds of hours a week. The study was always smoky like a fire scene.

Xia Ke thought for a while, it is better to smoke first-hand smoke than to smoke other second-hand smoke.So I started to smoke too, I didn't need to buy it myself, I just took Anye's.His barrister can't remember how many cigarettes he bought.

Later, when An Lao became famous, he quit smoking immediately, and Xia Ke, who was used to smoking free cigarettes, was blinded.

An old man who quit smoking uses this imported nicotine patch.After he got rich, the old man forgot that the old An family’s family of poems and rituals abided by the ancestral precepts of poverty, and he didn’t buy the right one but only the most expensive one.

Xia Ke held the beautifully packaged English box, and the old horse sighed: "Corrupt capitalism—do you get a lot of money?"

Xia Ke looked at Shang Tang subconsciously. Shang Tang was a smoking addiction that he couldn't quit intermittently and then relapsed.Mr. Ke Shang stood upright without any change in his expression.

He only told Shang Tang that it was his uncle.Although there is no impenetrable wall in the world, some people guess that Vice President An is his elder or relative.

Maybe there will be many posts on the school BBS tonight. According to the thinking of their school nerds, it is like this: Vice President An's glances are secret; where does President Xia's love go.

It was fun, he thought to himself.But looking at Shang Tang without even the slightest curiosity, Xia Ke's heart sank slowly.