After the vendetta

The art building of M University was there when the school was founded. Its appearance is a bit like a Russian building. Some classrooms in the building are not tiles but floors, and they will make a creaking sound when stepped on.

Fang Qi trotted up to the sixth floor with his mobile phone in his hand, turned left and walked to the innermost classroom. The lights in many classrooms passed by were not turned off. This is also a major feature of the art building. For the convenience of students who have to catch up on their works all night, they do not turn off the lights 24 hours a day. .So this building is pretty good except that it’s too stuffy in summer and too cold in winter (…).

"Is anyone there?" Fang Qi knocked on the door of the innermost classroom, but no one answered, so he could only open the door and walk in.The studio was messy with everything, and there were even two boxes of instant noodles neatly placed in the corner, but they were already empty and filled with unnecessary sauce packets.

Seeing that Chu Minghang was not in the classroom, Fang Qi’s first reaction was that he had gone to the wrong place, but when he saw the painting by the window, he concluded that this was the right room. The computer on the short table next to him was still on, maybe he was going shopping. .

Fang Qi walked over and moved a stool to sit down, and turned his head to look at the unfinished paintings on the easel. He has no artistic talent since he was a child, and his painting skills are not like singing and singing. His mother criticized him for writing like rotten potatoes.But now in such an environment, I don't know what kind of force made Fang Qi feel as if he had become an artist, full of artistic atmosphere.

Picking up the paintbrush by accident, Fang Qi painted and drew on the drawing board he was thinking about, closing his eyes and being very absorbed.

"Don't accidentally paint on my drawing board." It was the man with glasses from the library in the afternoon who pushed the door and entered, holding a big supermarket shopping bag in his arms, "Sorry, I was too hungry just now to buy some food."

Fang Qi was startled, hurriedly put down the paintbrush, jumped a long way, and was embarrassed for a long time before he remembered: "It's okay, it's okay, ah, ah, this is your mobile phone!"

"Put it on the table, and remember to take your own mobile phone back - don't take it by mistake. Has anyone called me?"

"A teacher surnamed He called and asked if you got the painting back."

"That's okay, I'll just find him tomorrow." Chu Minghang took off his glasses, took out the items in the shopping bag and put them on the ground one by one, Fang Qi looked at the pile of instant noodles, potato chips, beer, and pocky Mountain, the eyes are straight.

"You just eat this?"

"Otherwise, what can I eat? The two big boxes at the door have been stolen, so I can only go down and buy again." Chu Minghang opened a bag of potato chips, "Don't you think the whole building smells like instant noodles?"

"I don't think so..." In fact, Fang Qi has always felt that the smell of paint in the art building is particularly pleasant. He joined a drama club for a while when he was a freshman, and the president was a senior from the Academy of Fine Arts. In the lobby on the first floor of the art building, a few girls later said they couldn’t stand the smell of the paint in the building, so they moved outside to practice. Before leaving, Fang Qi took a few deep breaths and thought it smelled good.

"Some people joked that there are instant noodle ghosts living in the building. Be careful when you go back, or you can only eat instant noodles in this life." While speaking, Chu Minghang shook the potato chips and asked, "Do you want to eat?"

"I don't eat snacks."

"I just asked, I can't give you even if you eat. With these, I can stay here for a few days."

"Not going back to the dormitory?!"

"In my dorm, there are homosexuals and human monsters. What are you going to do when you go back?"

"You cannot discriminate against homosexuals and transvestites." Fang Qi pointed out righteously.

"I didn't discriminate against them, I just didn't have the courage to be their light bulb like that transvestite—as for that transvestite, I really looked down on him."

"You are..."

"I think he's too ugly. There's no other meaning." Chu Minghang quickly interrupted Fang Qi, "I don't have a sense of beauty, do you understand, a sense of beauty." After speaking, he pointed to his painting, "Sense of beauty." Pointing in the direction of the dormitory building, "There is no aesthetic feeling."

"..."

Seeing that Fang Qi might not understand, Chu Minghang shrugged and opened a can of beer, then turned on the electric fan beside him: "By the way, what's your name?"

"My name is Fang Qi, and I'm a sophomore in the School of Management this year."

"I can't tell. I thought you were from the Sports Academy."

"Actually, most people think I'm from the School of Information Technology..."

"The weak figure of the School of Information is really charming. Generally speaking, I don't appreciate it. It's better for the School of Physical Education. The muscle texture looks too pleasing to the eye, so there's nothing I can do about it."

"..."

Chu Minghang ate and ate and saw that Fang Qi was still. He looked up and saw Fang Qi peeled off his collar and looked in. His face was flushed and he looked very happy.

"Why do I have such a good figure?! You are the first to see that I have specially trained!"

"...Why are you so excited?"

"Hey, you don't know, I went to the gym to train my muscles, but no one noticed it, and I was depressed for a long time."

"I'll ask you sometime next door if there are no mannequins, so someone can see your muscles."

"Are there many girls?"

"Much, looking at you is as exciting as watching a pig being dissected. My mind is full of muscle structures."

"..."

Fang Qi’s muscles are specially trained. Only he knows that the holidays after high school graduation are too busy, and because of the biological clock, he must wake up at six o’clock every day. He first developed the habit of running in the morning, and later Too much energy and nowhere to go, so I took a gym membership card from his brother that I haven't used much, and go to the gym every now and then - in fact, at first, I went to vent my energy and catch girls by the way, but then I don't know what happened My son just focused on training his muscles without distractions.

As a result, it was so easy to get a good figure, but no one appreciated it. Even the mother didn't see the abdominal muscles hidden under the son's clothes.So Fang Qi could only be narcissistic when he looked in the mirror, and then comforted himself by saying that he was the type who looked thinner when he dressed and took off his clothes.

Chu Minghang is not a talkative person, Fang Qi is also very chatty, the two chatted until Chu Minghang finished three bags of potato chips, drank two cans of beer and ate two chicken necks, he got up and went to the water room While picking up water to make instant noodles, he suddenly asked, "Are you going back to the dormitory after eleven o'clock?"

"Ah?!" Fang Qi just glanced at his phone, and it suddenly showed 23:12. If I remember correctly, the dormitory closes at 45:10, and the building manager is an old lady who always says she lacks beauty and sleeps. At :30, the door was locked, and I didn’t open the door no matter how I called, despite the wind and rain outside, I stood still.

"Let the students in the dormitory tell the building manager."

"Our building manager is quite special...she never opens the door."

"Then there is no other way, you can go to sleep in the small hotel opposite."

"Brother, can't I stay with you for one night!?"

"I don't turn off the lights all night and I have to rush to work. Maybe Hua is happy and sings a song, what should I do?"

"It's okay, I can bear it!"

"And there might be mosquitoes."

Fang Qi gritted his teeth: "The mosquitoes are not the only ones biting me."

"Mosquitoes never bite me as long as there are two people in the same room."

"...Let's be honest, I didn't bring any money. Why don't you lend me some first?"

Chu Minghang found two empty trouser pockets: "I handed it over to the supermarket just now, but unfortunately you can only live with me."

Hearing this, Fang Qi immediately kicked his legs and lay straight on the ground, starting to feel drowsy. After thinking about it for a while, he felt something was wrong, so he sent a text message to Luo Tang saying that he couldn't go back due to some special reasons, and asked him not to keep the door open. Luo Tang replied quickly: "Go on a romantic date with your little sister, I will lock the door after 10:30."

Yo, Fang Qi spat in his heart, he was still a little sister, not to mention the two elders in the room, and there was no bedding, so it was really difficult to fall asleep.

But what Fang Qi didn't expect was that he would soon feel sleepy while lying down, and fell asleep naturally with the sound of Chu Minghang sucking on the instant noodles.

What woke Fang Qi up the next morning was not the sound of freshmen doing morning exercises outside the window, nor the sound of an alarm that he forgot to set, but someone kicked him awake.

"Ah Ming, where did you take in such a person? Is he homeless and can only live in the classroom?"

"Keep your voice down, you haven't woken up yet."

"After nine o'clock, the next class, everyone came to class, is he still asleep?"

"There's still half an hour left."

"If only you could treat me like this, it would be great!"

"Believe it or not, I threw you off the sixth floor?"

"If you throw me away, Da Mao will look for you desperately."

"No," Chu Minghang said slowly, "I will persuade him to die with you and be buried with you. I will also personally arrange you in a grave, thank me."

"Fuck you are so cruel..."

"Thank you for the compliment."

Fang Qi tried hard to open his eyes to see who was talking, the sun was so dazzling that he struggled to open his eyes to see where he was.

The classroom is still the same as yesterday, but it seems to look a lot cleaner. If you look closely, the garbage is gone, and the floor seems to have been mopped except for the one where I lay.

As soon as he looked up, Chu Minghang was sitting on the side eating omelets, chatting casually with the boy sitting on the window sill.

"You're awake, get up, pack up, go back to the dormitory and go to sleep, our classroom has a lesson next time."

"Ah? Oh..."

"You don't have class?"

"I guess not..."

"Hey, wake up, I see you are going to sleep again." Chu Minghang sent the egg cake to Fang Qi, "I'll let you smell the fragrance of the egg cake, it will help you wake up."

Fang Qi probably wasn't fully awake yet when he saw something brought to his mouth, his first reaction was to open his mouth to bite, but he was instantly woken up by Chu Minghang's slap on the face.

"Dare to grab Ah Ming's food, the boy is so brave!" The boy on the window sill clapped his hands and smiled, "Who the hell is he?"

"Huh? I took my mobile phone by mistake yesterday. I came here to return it, but I over-talked and couldn't go back to the dormitory, so I could only sleep here."

"Boring, I thought there was some new adultery."

Chu Minghang pointed casually, "This is Fang Qi, this is Jing Xu, the gay guy in the dormitory I mentioned yesterday. His mistress and aunt came and vomited in the toilet."

"Hey, please be careful with your words, please go to the bathroom if you have typhoid enteritis."

"It turned out to be in the toilet." Chu Minghang said disgustedly, "You dare to go to that toilet. I saw the two from the sculpture class just messing around in the toilet. It makes me uncomfortable to think about it."

Jing Xu touched his head: "Isn't it very passionate...?"

"Your Three Views spit out together with Da Mao."

"I said you ED and you still don't admit it!"

"I'm not ED." Chu Minghang frowned, "I'm a human, and you two are beasts."

Fang Qi sat on the ground and listened to the two people quarreling, mentally planning to eat something later - before that, he had to go to the dormitory to get his wallet.

"ED don't discriminate against the taste of normal people, okay?"

"People will always discriminate against animals in some unethical places."

"Fuck sometimes I really want to beat you, Ah Ming."

Chu Minghang pushed his glasses: "If you beat me, Da Mao, you may quarrel with me."

"..."

"Anyway, it's fine if you didn't mess it up when I was in the dormitory."

"A Chao doesn't pick anything, but you have too many things to do."

"He also wants to pick him, because he is afraid that you will pick him again. He is still a relatively weak ladyboy."

Fang Qi interrupted suddenly: "Don't discriminate against transvestites—and homosexuals."

Chu Minghang was taken aback by his insertion, but Jing Xu laughed and rolled on the windowsill: "Hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha!"

"I'm serious." Fang Qi looked serious.

"No no ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha..."

This time it was Fang Qi's turn to be startled. After watching Chu Minghang for a long time, he choked out a sentence: "H, HI, good morning...?"