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A bowl of chicken soup: [What did you play? ]

Qi Zheng: [Watching movies and playing basketball. ]

A bowl of chicken soup: [Which movie? ]

Qi Zheng: [Christmas is here to make trouble. ]

After he sent the message, he realized that he subconsciously went back to the one that Lu Chen insisted on watching, but it was only a few seconds before he jumped to it.

However, the three films I watched today, one is Drunk Christmas, the other is In the Deep Winter, and the last one is a science fiction blockbuster.

There was no immediate reply from the other side of A Bowl of Chicken Soup, Qizheng guessed that the other party might think he was mentally handicapped when they saw the title of this movie.

So he calmly typed: [I'm typing fast, what I'm watching today is the realm of deep winter. ]

A bowl of chicken soup: [Do you really want to watch Christmas come to trick or treat? ]

Qizheng: [Not really. ]

Someone was clamoring to watch.

A bowl of chicken soup: [Why don't we finish watching each other next time, and then discuss the plot]

Qizheng: [No, this piece sounds stupid. ]

A bowl of chicken soup: [Didn’t you mention it first? ]

Qi Zheng: [No. ]

It was brought up by someone with rabies.

A bowl of chicken soup: [Why don’t I watch Christmas first before New Year’s Eve to make trouble, anyway, you recommend it, and I’ll tell you my thoughts next time]

Qi Zheng was speechless, and typed angrily with a smile: [I didn't recommend that kind of thing! ]

A bowl of chicken soup: [In short, wait for my impressions after watching the movie]

Qi Zheng: […]

Why did the two of them suddenly start talking wrong?

A bowl of chicken soup: [Nothing special you want to do for Christmas? ]

Qizheng: [Why don't you recommend a few? ]

A bowl of chicken soup: [Playing with snow, knitting sweaters, singing Christmas Eve songs (the lion stands on top of the Christmas tree and despises the audience. Jpg)]

Qi Zheng couldn't help laughing: [Are you a primary school student? ]

A bowl of chicken soup: [So the slices you introduced are suitable for my age group]

Qizheng: [...that's not what I introduced! ]

A bowl of chicken soup: [Otherwise who is it? ]

Qi Zheng: [A fur cub. ]

A bowl of chicken soup: [Maybe the other party wants to see it very much]

[He's just fooling around. ]

As soon as Qi Zheng finished replying, the phone rang suddenly, and he took advantage of the opportunity to press the call button.

Someone's low laugh came from the other end: "Are you ready to sleep?"

Qizheng: "Hurry up, are you still asleep?"

...

On the other side of the city.

Lu Chen: "Is the movie good today?"

Next to his pillow is another phone, which he put down after sending his last message seconds ago.

Qi Zheng: "Which one?"

Lu Chen: "In the deep winter, Qizheng fell asleep during the sci-fi movie."

Qizheng: "Anyway, I can't see the artistic conception. I don't have any feeling for sheep's butt."

Lu Chen: "Next time you come to my house during the New Year's Eve, play games and watch Christmas to make trouble."

Qizheng: "No."

Why does everyone want to watch this movie so much! ?

"This film sounds very suitable for the occasion." Lu Chen smiled lazily.

"This piece looks like a huge cold joke." Qizheng said.

Lu Chen: "Why don't you tell some jokes now?"

Qizheng: "I won't, you go back to the dormitory tomorrow and let A17 talk about it."

Lu Chen: "That also requires O52 to cooperate with him, why don't you say a few words first."

Qizheng had no expression on his face, and said vigorously: "Christmas is here, Lu Pi is happy, making troubles all day long, and finally made a movie called Christmas Comes to Make Trouble."

Hearing this, Lu Chen burst out laughing.

Qizheng lowered her eyelashes, quietly listening to the low voice in the microphone, and said after a few seconds: "Are you still asleep?"

"Play a game first, the software has been updated today, I'll try it first to see if it goes well."

Qizheng: "Well, have you finished your chemistry lecture?"

Lu Chen: "Just write it tomorrow, and it won't take long."

It only took him three and 10 minutes to write the whole book.

Suddenly he said again: "Didn't you always like to leave messages in my notebook?"

Qizheng: "You started first, okay?"

Lu Chen: "But your writing is relatively large, and once it took up an entire page."

Qizheng narrowed her eyes: "It's just you who make trouble, not to mention your handwriting is obviously better than mine."

But he always likes to leave a message saying that his handwriting is more messy.

Lu Chen: "Why don't you leave a message next time saying that your handwriting is very neat?"

Qizheng had an absurd expression on his face: "I'm right next to you, I want to leave some words."

Lu Chen could return it to him directly after copying it, and the process took less than two seconds.

Lu Chen smiled, and said in a low voice, "Well, you are right next to me."

Qizheng was stunned for a moment, and said after a while, "Can you write with both hands?"

He discovered this last week, when Lu Chen rested his chin with his right hand and scribbled on his notebook with his left hand.

Lu Chen: "I was left-handed when I was a child, and I was forced to change it. It's okay to write, but it will be messy if you write quickly."

Qizheng: "Isn't writing with your right hand just as messy?"

Although he knew that it was because the other party deliberately made trouble, this person always showed a sense of laziness when writing, and threw the pen on the table as soon as he finished writing.

Lu Chen: "It's very neat to write your name."

The last time the English teacher sent out new handouts, because Qizheng was reading novels, and he helped write their names on both of their books when he was bored.

Qi Zheng: "Writing about yourself is a mess, why don't you just draw a lion next time."

A circle can be completed with a circle of fur outside.

Lu Chen: "That's a good idea. I can finish two strokes, which saves time."

Suddenly, Christmas Eve songs came from the phone, and he asked, "Are you watching TV?"

Qizheng: "No, it's a song played by our community. It's probably after twelve o'clock. Hold on to your tail and feel the Christmas atmosphere."

The window of his room was a little open, so the sound drifted in.

Lu Chen also listened for a while, and after a while, he smiled and said, "Merry Christmas."

Qizheng: "Well, you remember making trouble at your house."

The phone was filled with deep laughter for an instant.

--

A new week is upon us.

On Tuesday morning, the classroom was full of joy and laughter, and everyone was discussing with each other the Christmas activities of the previous few days.

Qi Zheng was reading a horror novel, while Lu Chen rested his chin on one hand, and moved closer to read it with him.

Wei Ling at the front was writing hard, his back was touching...but what was on the table was not homework or test papers.

Fan Chi watched it for a while but couldn't understand it, so he asked, "What are you doing?"

Wei Ling: "Write a speech."

Hearing this, Qizheng felt very interested, raised her head and asked, "Are you going to give a speech?"

"He wants to read it to the smartphone in the dormitory." Lu Chen replied lazily.

Fan Chi looked blank: "Read to the smartphone?"

Then why does it say "Look up at the blue sky, bow your head to listen to the birdsong, the world is disturbing, we must let our hearts settle down and return to the most primitive simplicity"?

Wei Ling: "This is the words I came up with after staying up all night. I want to give my smart phone some spiritual dogma!"

Qizheng asked him to pass the paper to the back row, and after reading it, he felt both funny and funny: "Why do smartphones need spiritual dogma?"

Wei Ling said sadly: "He keeps me quiet all day long, probably because he has bipolar disorder and can't hear other people's voices, so I asked him to settle down and see if he can return to his original state."

Lu Chen: "You knock on the upper left, and he will immediately return to the most primitive simplicity."

Qizheng returned the paper to Wei Ling, and said, "I feel that you need to settle down, why don't you try raising your head to read math, lower your head to read English, concentrate and be serious in class, then open your eyes wide, and return to the most primitive creature exercise."

Wei Ling immediately showed a frightened expression, while Fan Chi laughed and shook the table.

Lu Chen grinned lazily and doodled on the notebook. He was almost finishing his next new work. There were lumps of irregular shapes on the page, some dark and some light.

However, Wei Ling was still so shocked by Qi Zheng's words just now that he couldn't recover for a long time.

Qizheng looked at his stunned expression, and said calmly: "You have been like this for more than 5 minutes, if you continue, I suggest you go to the infirmary."

Might need to salvage the facial nerve.

Fan Chi: "Speaking of the infirmary, it suddenly occurred to me that there were two omega quarrels in our dormitory last night, and one of them ended up in the infirmary."

Wei Ling finally regained consciousness after hearing the words, and asked curiously: "It's so rare, isn't your side always peaceful?"

"What's the noise?" Lu Chen also asked.

Fan Chi: "I listened carefully in the dormitory for a while, and it seemed that one of them was reciting Western historical chronology, and the other couldn't understand it, saying that he couldn't take the exam, so he got angry when he talked about it. "

Wei Ling: "..."

Lu Chen: "It's better to let them take a look at your speech, and feel that they need it very much. If you quarrel over the historical chronology, you really have bipolar disorder. .

Qizheng: "I heard the sound too."

No wonder the content of the quarrel has been appearing in Eastern Rome and ancient Egypt.

Wei Ling: "The content of this quarrel is very artistic, it's hard for me to imagine."

Lu Chen: "Your speech script can also be added."

Anyway, it's a weird series.

Fan Chi: "I guess those two people were probably driven crazy by the English translation."

A few days ago, the English teachers of all grades posted the latest article to be translated.

The content is no longer Rebecca and her neighbors talking in the morning, but Jamie and Frisler go to the gym to discuss health and environmental protection.

The head-splitting article immediately appeared in Wei Ling's mind: "Speaking of which, it's not a big deal for them to argue about the historical chronology."

He tried to translate the first paragraph yesterday, and Jamie alone spoke several lines about the health strategies of olive oil and low-sugar diet, and brought in a lot of supplementary words from textbooks, so that he felt that the English teachers were all geniuses , To be able to fuse these irrelevant words into an article, and also bring the plot development.

Lu Chen turned to the next door and asked, "Have you finished reading?"

Qizheng nodded. He got it that day and finished it in the dormitory. Anyway, it didn't take much time, and the person next to him clearly wanted to copy, but the other party clearly understood the article, but thought it was a waste of time to translate word by word. faster.

Wei Ling: "Brother Zheng! Look at me! Am I weak and helpless!"

He is the one who needs the help of his classmates the most!

Qi Zheng: "You are still a little far from being weak and helpless, and your eyes are not interesting enough."

So Wei Ling squeezed out the triangular eyes immediately.

Fan Chi laughed and said, "You look like a stray dog ​​thrown by the side of the road."

Lu Chen also said to Wei Ling, "I'll just skip you."

Wei Ling showed an unbelievable expression: "So merciless! No friendship and love!"

Qizheng: "Maybe it's because of your age."

Fan Chi said along the way: "You should be younger."

Wei Ling immediately shouted: "I am the youngest from today! I am very small!"

Fang Qiao happened to come from the front row, and when he heard his shocking cry, he showed an indescribable expression, and said, "You... are small?"

Wei Ling said solemnly: "I must be small in front of English translation articles!"

Fang Qiao nodded and agreed very much: "Me too, reading that article can't make it bigger at all."

Wei Ling: "Especially Frisler's diet strategy."

Fan Chi: "..."

Brothers, what are you talking about?

Qi Zheng could no longer hold back the smile on his lips, listening to Fang Qiao and Wei Ling arguing about big and small issues.

At this time, Qin Ke walked in from the back door of the classroom, and when he heard this passage completely, his face was full of disgust.

Fang Qiao chatted very happily, and saw the other party standing not far away, squinting his eyes to listen, his face showed fear for a moment, and said quickly: "Xiao Ke, don't get me wrong! It's the young master who asked me to talk!"

Wei Ling hurriedly made a small report: "Class representative, just now Fang Qiao said that he can't get bigger!"

Just talking about Jamie's new environmentalism!

Qin Ke sneered and said, "It doesn't matter how old he is, it has nothing to do with me anyway."

The tone is particularly free and easy.

Fang Qiao walked up to him cautiously, grabbed one of his arms: "Xiao Ke... the young master and I are just talking casually..."

Qin Ke glared at him: "Nonsense, do I still take it seriously?"

After speaking, he went around the back row and walked back to his seat. Fang Qiao followed suit, his back was particularly aggrieved.

Wei Ling couldn't help sighing: "Fang Qiao is also really hard-working. It just so happens that the class representative is an Omega with a hot temper. Fortunately, Xiao Chi and Brother Zheng have good tempers."

Qizheng: "I have a good temper? You misunderstood."

Upon hearing this, Fan Chi said, "But I think Xiaozheng has a pretty good temper."

Wei Ling: "I also think Brother Zheng has a good temper."

Lu Chen smiled lazily, and replied by the side: "He can't say it well because I always like to piss him off."

Qizheng would always be laughed at by his frivolous behavior, and then resisted expressionlessly.