The old Gong who slept on my upper bunk

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"The Old Gong Who Sleeps on My Upper Bunk" Author: Fang Liuliu

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Coordinates: "Royal Women's College" in City C

Time: 21st century AD

Event: The internal gays spontaneously engage in j, the royal blood is worrying

Characters: Tang Zihao (Country pheasant suffers death) × Lu Yi (braised pig's hooves are sick and delicate)

Early warning: It is forbidden to connect wires without permission in the dormitory, and it is forbidden to use high-power electrical appliances

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☆, the proud top bunk

"My top bunk not only sleeps a man, but also a woman."

After Tang Zihao said this, he turned into the toilet with a roll of toilet paper.

He should have guessed it a long time ago: Lu Yi has a special liking for night and books, and he won't come back obediently if he doesn't fight until the lights are turned off in the library.

And if he had paid more attention, he would have discovered that the silhouette propped up by the quilt did not belong to a man, not even a person.

What's ridiculous is that Tang Zihao was standing on the edge of the bed with his back behind his back a minute ago and reached out to the bed for toilet paper, but Lu Yi, who was like a dead pig, didn't want to talk to him.

In the end, it was the woman who got up and threw the paper on his head like a cannonball.

Tang Zihao probably will never forget her black face when she was disturbed after [-] rounds of the battle.

Black as the bottom of a pan.

And that comment lived up to expectations, and Tang Zihao's friends' comment rate was as high as 90.00%.

The contents are as follows.

Zhang San: "??"

Li Si: "???"

Wang Ermazi: "???"

……

The next day, Lu Yi went to morning class with two dark circles under his eyes.

The classroom is on the sixth floor, and the elevator is as crowded as a bus. Lu Yi gets up at 06:30 in the morning, waits for the elevator here at [-]:[-], and doesn’t get in until [-]:[-].

A large part of the reason is that he is too gentlemanly and polite, and never crowded with others.

No one understands his strange brain circuit, but he is proud of "making way for the lady", and he has worked tirelessly since entering school, so he has also won many praises.

So today, he was late again.

French teacher Zhang's mouth was about to drop to his chin, Lu Yi walked in unmoved, found an empty seat, pulled out a chair and sat down.

French teacher Zhang: "Student Lu Yi, I've been to school for two weeks and I'm late seven times. I think it's necessary for us to have a private talk."

Lu Yi pushed his glasses, and said in a hoarse voice: "It's just right, I have always had doubts about the past conditional tense and the past subjunctive tense, please ask for some advice."

"I think you have to give a reasonable explanation. You are already a college student."

Lu Yi sat on the seat safely and said: "Sorry Rosalie, you didn't call me by my French name just now, Jean, thank you."

There was booing all around.

French teacher Zhang gathered her shawl and didn't care about it as much as he did.The two mouths opened and closed a few times, uttering a string of astronomy like a loquat.

Tang Zihao casually flipped through the book and thought, "It's class time again."

C City University of Foreign Languages, also known as the "Royal Women's College", is an applied research university with special small languages ​​and specialty beauties.

There is a god-like male-to-female ratio here. Legend has it that this year the male-to-female ratio of freshmen reached an unprecedented 8:1.

No one knows how this is done.

Probably the so-called language talent is so magical.

When the English placement test started, Tang Zihao bribed his seniors to take the test for him, and was assigned to the middle class - Class B2 without any risk.

B2, in turn, is 2B.

When Tang Zihao received the class assignment news, his face twitched a few times. Looking at the senior's dough-like face, he interpreted a few traces of malicious intentions.

There are 30 students in each class, and there are 2 boys in class B3.

It is said that 90.00% of the boys in the French department are in Class C, and the three of them account for about [-]%.

I remember that on the day of the teacher-student meeting, Teacher Zhang, Teacher Hu, Teacher Yang and Teacher Mu of Class B2 held the hands of several men, and said with a look of tears: "You are the best class I have ever led. !"

"??"

The reason is very simple, because since the establishment of the school outside C, there have never been three or more boys assigned to classes above Class C.

Strong men make schools strong. This is an unwritten theory outside C.

Teacher Hu excitedly said: "It can be regarded as fighting for the face of our men other than C!"

Tang Zihao and another boy—Deng Zhi smiled at each other—I didn’t even see any exam questions.

In the middle of the class, Tang Zihao folded a paper airplane and planned to throw it into Lu Yi's desk.

It's just that the plane was halfway through, and suddenly bumped up and down like an air crash, Tang Zihao thought to himself: Something is wrong!

It was too late and then too fast, Tang Zihao jumped up and down the desk within a second, and landed on the seat next to Lu Yi, the plastic on the legs of several tables and chairs had fallen off, and the rubbing sound was audible. Get goosebumps.

Tang Zihao slapped the paper airplane to death with his French textbook, and brought it in front of him with the soles of his feet, heaving a long sigh of relief.

Teacher Zhang Rosalie has been teaching for more than [-] years, and she has long been familiar with such things, so she glanced at her and said nothing.

It's just that she walked up with slender legs and opened the PPT, and clicked on the first one with the mouse.

One headline stood out: GayPrideParade.

Tang Zihao: "..."

Lu Yi smiled with some disdain, he had always been like that, and Tang Zihao had been with him for a few weeks, and he had a deep understanding of his innate arrogance.

Yesterday, he said to Lu Yi: "Are you really a firework on earth?"

Lu Yi pushed his glasses, pretending to be literary and said: "In order to make me more eccentric, please treat me to dinner."

Tang Zihao: "..."

Next, at the other end of the Sunshine Avenue, a woman tick-tocked on her high-heeled shoes.

Thinking of this, Tang Zihao slapped his forehead hard.

Oh shit!It's his bed|on the one!

☆, electric spit hot oil poured dead dog

Teacher Zhang: "Tom, please read the above text in fluent English and talk about your feelings."

Tom is Tang Zihao's French name.

After Teacher Zhang finished speaking, he looked at him with the kind eyes unique to middle-aged and elderly people, and a pair of eyes seemed to be shining under the drooping eyelids.Deng Zhi poked Tang Zihao's back and smiled unkindly.

"Axel, take care of your claws and don't disturb Tom."

Deng Zhi obediently withdrew his hand.

It took a long time for Tang Zihao to spit out a few Chinese pronunciations, and he finished reading one by one.

Teacher Zhang: "Very well, please talk about your feelings."

"Uh, I think..."

"I think homosexuality is against moral norms." Lu Yi interjected from the side, not serious or serious: "If you can't have children, it's against moral norms."

Teacher Zhang looked at him with great interest.

"Same-sex people, rotten and hypocritical, not worth mentioning."

Everyone cast their gazes in this direction.

Lu Yi adjusted his glasses, sat upright and said, "Teacher, it's time for class."

Tang Zihao intended to hate him.

"Jean, it's too general. What is 'same-sex, rotten and hypocritical'? Is it true that the love between men and women is gorgeous and real? What is true love?"

This is obviously the meaning of the words.

Most of the people in the class are Tang Zihao's friends, and of course they also saw the shocking talk about weeping ghosts and gods.

Who would have thought: Lu Yi, who does not eat fireworks in the world, is a beast in clothes.

That girl is a senior in the sophomore year, and they just met when they joined the department a week ago.

Lu Yi collected his mood calmly and stopped speaking.

A girl stood up awkwardly, and said with embarrassment: "Sorry, the theme of this exposé is a bit embarrassing, you should stop discussing it."

Tang Zihao took the opportunity to stuff the paper airplane into Lu Yi's hand, and turned back to his seat in an instant.

Today's horoscope for Sagittarius: half a star, taboo house.

Tang Zihao died, and a pot of electric spitting blood killed him.

eleven hours ago...

At noon, the second canteen.

Tang Zihao knocked on the table boredly, his hungry wolf eyes fell on the full banquet in front of him.

A tall and thin figure walked around behind him and came across from him.

"Lu Yi, we need to talk." Tang Zihao took a sip of fruit.

Lu Yi: "This meal cost a lot of money, your parents worked so hard, are you willing to waste?"

Tang Zihao looked at him with disdain, and said to himself: "Lu Yi, I have been sleeping with you for a month. I really can't figure out who you are."

"Some people spend their entire lives unable to understand people, and historians spend several generations of effort, but they can't bear to draw a final conclusion for the predecessors. Why do you?"

"Slick tone. Don't talk about the world, I'm here to learn from you. Tell me, what's the matter with that senior sister? Teach me too?"

Tang Zihao blinked his eyes a few times.

Lu Yi pushed his glasses in a signature way, and put his arms around his chest.

"This is not Xitian and you are not Tang Seng. The Buddha escaped, and you came here by accident. As for what you said, what senior?"

Tang Zihao put the spoon in his mouth and turned his ankle into an eggbeater: "Nonsense, who did you sleep with last night?"

Lu Yi: "Student Tang, I seriously doubt that our brains are in two parallel universes and cannot establish information connections."

"Then you have to give me proof of your alibi."

Lu Yi said calmly, "I was in the library's restroom last night, the door was locked, and I stayed in there all night."

Stay overnight in the library?Wouldn't it be a cold?

Only then did Tang Zihao realize that Lu Yi's voice was a little hoarse.

"But I still can't trust you with one-sided words, you have to show evidence."

"The record of using the campus card to go out at 05:30 this morning, if you want to find out, just check it."

Tang Zihao was a little shaken.

"You're bluffing me, you know that senior sister, the one who met you last night."

"Yes, I reported the loss of the campus card that the senior sister from the External Relations Department helped me find the day before yesterday."

"How does the man on the bed explain it?"

"I heard that the next dormitory was visited by a counselor yesterday, and someone was recorded as staying out of bed at night. You should wake up that buddy, maybe he went by the wrong way."

Tang Zihao, who doesn't hear anything outside the window and only reads pornographic books, doesn't know about this matter at all.

"...so indecent, I don't think the counselor will take it lightly."

"Yes, fifty steps is better than a hundred steps."

"..."

"So? I'm done asking? Then let's eat."

Tang Zihao cursed in a low voice: "Lu Yi, you are such a fucking bastard." Lu Yi raised an orchid finger, forked a cauliflower into his mouth, and said nothing.

Practical actions interpret the profound meaning of Shibuyu.

"By the way, why didn't you call Deng Zhi?"

Tang Zihao's eyelids rolled up to the top of his head: "Old man, you are so noble, I'm afraid calling that guy will dirty your dog's eyes."

"That's a good thing, we two have a breakup meal, and ask him to come out another day, and I will invite him."

Lu Yi stopped picking up the rice.

"Party meal?"

"I signed up to apply to transfer to the project class. Teacher Zhang just informed me that the application was approved. I will have a different schedule from you next time. Congratulations, my son, my life in the enhanced version of senior high school for the past two years has not been easy, and you You have to... study hard."

Lu Yi answered absent-mindedly: "Go up every day."

The project class, as the name suggests, is composed of a group of students who are rich in capital and pursuing nobleness and who are in the "22" project.

Four years of university, two years in school, two years abroad, and the rest of the benefits are countless. It is recommended to make up for it, which is 22.

Of course, the treatment is directly proportional to the tuition fee.

That night, Tang Zihao tossed and turned, unable to sleep.

There are six people in the same bed, three from class B2, and three from class C.

The boy from the new transfer department opposite was practicing breath, turning into a trombone, shaking the floor loudly.

Tang Zihao was so angry that he said, "Fuck it! Stop arguing!"

It was said that the boy was out of breath, but everyone in the dormitory was more awake and full of energy after being yelled at by this voice.

Lan Qiaoqiao is a gluttonous fat man, his lasagna-like chin is unprecedented.

He scooped up the newly bought Hanfu Ruqun with both hands, moved to the balcony to heat up a pan of oil, and boiled a pot of water.

Tang Zihao glanced at his powder-puffed HelloKetty-themed bed curtain like a minesweeper, and inexplicably felt the urge to throw this womenswear tycoon from the fourth floor in a three-point fall.

"Hey, Xiang Xing, do you think parallel worlds really exist?"

Xiang Xing turned the mechanical keyboard into an abacus.

"To my keen insight and judgment, yes."

"Point out the way?"

Xiang Xingzheng said: "Young man, crossing is risky and you need to be cautious. Unless your speed exceeds the speed of light, you will never be able to catch wormholes in your life. Of course, it is impossible for matter at sub-light speed to break through the speed of light of."

"There is no possibility of one in a hundred thousand?"

Another brother who slept like a dead pig dreamed: "Godie!"

Tang Zihao smiled, turned around and walked out of the balcony.

Lan Qiaoqiao's fat buttocks rubbed against Tang Zihao's side, and the balcony with bigger butts was turned into a hodgepodge by him.Tang Zihao drove him in like chasing out a devil.

Next is where fate turns a corner.

Tang Zihao threw a few ham sausages into the hot oil, and then the toilet's half-hanging shower spouted a spring and splashed into the pot.

Tang Zihao stepped on the slippers on his right foot and scratched the oil on his hands a few times, cursing "Damn", just turned his elbow to the electric kettle hanging by the table, and beat it into pieces without any suspense. The sky falls hot waterfall.

Tang Zihao felt a tingling sensation all over his body, he consciously froze for a tenth of a second, and then fell unconscious.

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After finally overcoming the ghost pressing the bed, Tang Zihao got rid of the nightmare and woke up.

In the blink of an eye, he checked himself up and down. There was no braised pig's trotter scalded in boiling water, nor was there any ankle sprained by |fucking shoes.

In this way, everything is normal.

On the upper bunk there seemed to be two wild boars gnawing at each other, rattling the moldy boards and shaking down a bed of ashes.

Tang Zihao tensed somewhere, and stood on the edge of the bed asking for paper with his hands behind his back.

strangeness?How the fuck am I familiar with this scene?

☆、Kick to death you bastard

After thinking about his life all night, Tang Zihao reluctantly accepted the fact that he was reborn.

In his previous life, he was already dead, maybe he was scalded to death, electrocuted, but he was dead anyway.

The eldest brother surnamed Lu on the upper bunk signed up for the medicine ball event of the sports meeting, and did more than 3000 push-ups and sit-ups all night without sleep.

Finally, he sat up on the bed and gasped for half an hour.

After he got out of bed with wet sweat on his head, he wickedly wiped the sweat on Tang Zihao's quilt.

Tang Zihao: "..."

Before he could utter a single word of "Anyone who offends me, shoot and kill", Lu Yi snatched the conversation away.

"I'm in the same class on the last day, let's have a break-up meal together tomorrow, please."

Tang Zihao consciously swallowed his grievances to his dantian, trying to condense the legendary "golden pill", commonly known as "stone".

It's just that eight out of ten people in the cultivation world can't handle the porcelain work of traveling through time and space.

Tang Zihao thought that he might really have arrived in a parallel world.

However, Xiang Xing said: "Science gave me the eyes of wisdom, and the computer told me that you have no ability to change history, so tonight, you will die again."

Tang Zihao: "..."

"I suggest you go out and look at the almanac, maybe you can avoid disasters. Don't try to step on landmines, I won't collect the corpse for you."

Tang Zihao angrily gave him a flirtatious kick, which made the son of a bitch hit the wall crying for his father and mother.

With a lot of money and wealth, Lu Yi booked a seat in the school's most upscale restaurant in advance, and invited Tang Zihao and Deng Zhi, the two great gods, in as courteously as possible.I am like a little follower, the queen.

The so-called most high-end is that there is a sign on the facade, which reads: the most high-end.

Lu Yi wore a refreshing sportswear, with most of his arms exposed, just like those girls who want grace but not warmth, openly challenging the aggressiveness of the natural air-conditioning in late autumn.

The pair of hollow-rimmed gold-rimmed glasses rested on the bridge of the nose, as if showing off their wealth - these days, this kind of thing is not very popular, and it is almost monopolized by the "nobles".

Lu Yi is humble and doesn't know how to write. He is keen on criticizing and criticizing. Xiang Xing once commented: "My dear friend, you are probably the greatest critic since the establishment of C Foreign School."

Tang Zihao disliked him very much, and never looked at him carefully.

Until he held a fork in his right hand and a knife in his left, he threw an unknown steak onto Lu Yi's plate.

……

Deng Zhi is a silly two hundred and five, and his cleverness is used to buy lottery tickets.Seeing this situation, he couldn't help clapping his hands and applauding, fanning the flames: "When the strong man is gone, he will never return—"

Even Tang Zihao was ready for a three-hundred-round battle with the mouth cannon king.

Lu Yi lightly picked up the flying piece of meat and sent it to his mouth.

Deng Zhi: "..."

Tang Zihao: "..."

Lu Yi: "Forget, you don't like meat, I'll order dessert for you."

A young lady passed by and cast a wink at Lu Yi involuntarily, but the latter smiled and took her away.

Tang Zihao couldn't remember how he finished the meal. Lu Yi's whole soul seemed to have been sucked by a vacuum cleaner, and he changed from a self-confident and lofty talker to a somewhat reliable and athletic young man.

During this period, his eyes were nailed to Lu Yi's body like a nail, as if he wanted to engrave it in his mind, and even if he died today, he would bring it to his next life.

Lu Yi is half of Xinjiang blood.

His complexion was the burnt yellow of wheat, but not quite black.High nose bridge, deep eye sockets, long eyelashes, thin lips, all kinds of qualities of a handsome guy, overall seductive and attractive.

Tang Zihao is a country pheasant, with an average appearance, he is unrecognizable in a crowd.In addition, his eyes are like beans, and he still can't adapt to this series of changes.

Men are a rare species outside of C, especially this kind of endangered ones, who can make people so handsome that they shout "Fuck" at a glance.

Lu Yi is really handsome.

Today's fortune of Sagittarius: two stars, avoid travel.

There will be no classes, Tang Zihao will lie in the dormitory for a whole day.

Xiang Xing set up a timer for Tang Zihao, who expected that the deadline was approaching: a countdown, but the latter threw it into the toilet without saying a word.

Lu Yi did hundreds of push-ups and fell asleep without taking a shower, but Tang Zihao couldn't fall asleep anyway, and passed the night with his eyes open.

He didn't die, but Lu Yi really went to the project class, and had to go back to the dormitory at night to settle down.I couldn't say a few words to them, and all my farts and thoughts were allotted to study.

Tang Zihao passed through a few days in a state of ignorance and anxiety. The weekend arrived as scheduled, and a farce that was full of irony and laughter followed.

Lan Qiaoqiao, this fellow, had a "big money" by his side a few days ago.It is said to be "big money", but in fact it is just the dregs of "social university" after entering the vocational school.

With "Jie" in his name, he is known as "Brother Jie". He has a bad temper, but he is not a romantic person, and he can be a bit of a dirty|lewd person.Over the years, he has been relying on an intermediate chef certificate to cheat food and drink in the Jianghu.

Tang Zihao thought over the cause and effect with his toes, and came to the following conclusion: Lan Qiaoqiao's sugar daddy used other people's money.After the two "turned against each other", they came to ask for a debt.

One day, when Tang Zihao came back from buying breakfast, he saw that group of people at the door.

Judging by the appearance, there are not two people who can fight, and there are six people in a group, and five of them are here to join in the fun.

Tang Zihao was also a bad boy who repeatedly suffered from secondary illness. He had no interest in such an empty team, so he opened the door and went in defiantly.

It's just that he slipped before he could stand still.

The dormitory is like a scene of "water flooding the golden mountain", and a stench hits, more powerful than the garbage pile downstairs in summer.

The dirty water coming out of the toilet was later described by Tang Zihao as "egg drop soup".

Lu Yi came out of the toilet in the attire of a farmer, pinching his nose and arching his back. His white shirt was covered with a layer of unknown objects.

Tang Zihao was in a good mood after breakfast.

Lu Yi lightly rolled up Tang Zihao's quilt that fell on the ground, and said with a smile, "The toilet is blocked, call the property manager and tell me to come, I'll check first."

"You're fucking heartless." Tang Zihao stomped his foot, making himself even more unsightly.

He greeted the designer of the dormitory n times in his heart, "Thank you", he left the threshold to the gate, and made the three grounds of the toilet balcony and interior flush.

Lan Qiaoqiao knew that someone would come to the door, so she slammed the door and ran away before that.

So "Brothers are in trouble together" came out taking advantage of the limelight, and those people naturally approached Tang Zihao.

Jie Ge has an impressive upturned nose, and the nostrils are all in the shape of loving you.

Tang Zihao dismissively smiled and said, "Would you like a cup of tea?" He pointed to the ground.

"Stop talking nonsense and pay back the money." Brother Jie had a clear purpose and hit the point.

"There is a wrong and there is a debt. Brother, I ask myself that I don't owe you money."

Brother Jie deliberately pulled Lan Qiaoqiao's bed curtain.

Tang Zihao: "You'd better not do that, otherwise I can't guarantee that he won't choke you to death with a thousand macarons."

"Damn you, those girls are using my money!"

"Day|You mother..."

There used to be a joke, complaining about the strange style of fighting in groups here.

Basically, you push me once, and I push you again, so that no one dares to do it first.

Brother Jie is hot on the outside and cold on the inside, he is a guy who dare not cause trouble.Tang Zihao's indifference carried this lingering rascal spirit, and he was not sure if he would be offended or not.

The farce of door-to-door debt collection eventually turned into pushing and shoving between two young children.

There are strange flowers every year, and there are especially many outside C.

Lu Yi was unmoved at all, and cleaned diligently.Tang Zihao settled down for a few months, finally restrained his spirit, sighed, and compromised: "How much, let's say the number."

"Not much, seven thousand."

Tang Zihao: "..."

He said one word at a time: "Three generations of farmers are serious, and I can't find seven hundred anyway. This big brother, please go back."

The person who came had already prepared his face. Hearing this sentence, he turned his nose up and cursed incessantly.

The strange thing is that their unhappiness was only maintained verbally, and no one did it.

Lu Yi looked down at Tang Zihao's fist with bursting veins, took out a card and threw it on the ground.

……

Tang Zihao: "??? What are you doing?"

Lu Yi said unhurriedly: "There are [-] in the card, use it to swipe. Ajie, find a serious job, don't embarrass your family."

Almost instantly, everyone's eyes were on Lu Yi.

The leader called "Ajie" froze for a moment, then picked up the card tremblingly.

"No answer!"

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During military training, one of the must-haves is a small military green horse with a big butt.

Everyone unanimously felt that this thing is no different from scrap metal except that it costs money to occupy hands.

Not only is there no appearance, but you can't sit on the training ground.It is clearly stipulated: Maza is not allowed on the training ground, only hugging.

The people in 412 are even more indifferent to it, and even tired of taking it out and throwing it away, they just randomly put it in a small corner of the bedroom, kick it a few times when it gets in the way, and shake it off.

When Tang Zihao picked it up, he didn't think too much about the edges and corners of the rough-made horse tie, and threw it at the person coming directly.

The metal edges were embedded in the flesh, and when the man fell down, Tang Zihao's hand was also pulled.

The person in the property management had just arrived at the door with a small bucket a second ago, and was almost out of his wits from the scene: the so-called brother Jie had a piece of his forehead smashed off, and there was some blurred blood on the "murder weapon".

Tang Zihao's eyes were good, and the other five were really just young people who didn't dare to do it with real guns, and they were all silent on the sidelines.

Tang Zihao spread out Maza and sat down calmly, and said to Lu Yi like a big brother, "Seeing off the guests."

☆, crude paintings

Tang Zihao was stabbed in the forehead with a sharp bamboo head by his domineering cousin when he was young, and a piece collapsed, but he did not die in the end.A faint imprint was left on the wound over the years.

He knew it in his heart, so he wouldn't kill him, and he wouldn't be indifferent to knocking people out, but he knew: this person is just looking for trouble, not really fainted.

The old man of the property was hunched over, and his imposing manner was afraid of the group of tall and burly people, so he couldn't help secretly panicking.

That brother Jie was pretended to be helped up, but Ka didn't bother to take it, and ran away in a hurry.

The old man of the property management finally cleared it up after a few fiddlings, and put something on the table when he left.

Tang Zihao glanced casually.

Lu Yi: "A timer?"

"It's Xiang Xing, that guy is cursing me to die, let's do a countdown, no, I still haven't died yet."

Lu Yi shook his head, and said earnestly: "Gou Yan lives and dies, he is not a new youth of the era. If you are so reckless, there will be big things sooner or later." Tang Zihao gave him a stupid look, and the latter said: "If you hold your hand like this again, But it's numb."

Hearing this, Tang Zihao let go of his tense hands, and there were traces of fingernails on the palms of his hands.

The two of them worked together for three hours to clean up the dormitory.

Xiang Xing, Deng Zhi went for a show; Lan Qiaoqiao ran away; Jiang Siyuan went out with his girlfriend.Only Tang Zihao and Lu Yi were left in the dormitory.

Tang Zihao sat on the bed and poked the star pattern on the quilt all over, feeling bored.The mobile phone was set aside and ignored.

Lu Yi devoted himself to practicing cursive calligraphy, trying his best to write French letters in cursive.

Tang Zihao said to himself: "Although the little ant is not a problem, Lan Qiaoqiao will be abused sooner or later. If he takes off his pants in court, it will be a drama. He is carrying a child at least. "

Lu Yi nodded.

"Pay off the life debt with money. When I asked him for the money, he really said that he was really not afraid that I would kill him. There is no way."

Lu Yi shook his head.

"Hey, brother, it's okay for you to keep your body like a jade, don't keep your mouth shut, okay? Don't remind me of the wrong use of idioms, I need you to open your mouth."

Lu Yi said calmly, "Ajie is my cousin."

Tang Zihao squinted his eyes and said, "Understood, are you trying to protect my wife?"

"Zihao, he is also a hard-working child."

Tang Zihao had "all ears and all ears" written all over his face.

This person called Brother Jie, whose real name was Liu Jie, was Lu Yi's cousin.

He can't live for more than eighteen years, and he is still a minor in the household registration book, but his fate is very ill-fated.

He has a younger brother who was raised by him alone.

Parents have been separated for many years, but the status of husband and wife has always been hung.The irascible wife's ears-cracking person is completely reversed in this house. Since Liu Jie was five years old, his father knelt on the ground, tortured his mother by pulling her hair and throwing a chain ball, and asked him to "watch".

Later, my father went out to work under the pretense of calling it a job, but in reality he was serving as a watchdog for others—oh, this is a joking statement, the official term is a security guard.

Still an unknown construction site security guard.

It is said that when he became a security guard, there was no peace there.

However, his little mistress is a well-known eldest sister on the construction site, so no one came to provoke him.

The little mistress followed him wholeheartedly after she got divorced, thinking that she had picked up a treasure.

When his father came home during the Spring Festival last year, he specially introduced this man to his relatives and friends.

His mother didn't come back, and she won't go home during the Chinese New Year.Because Liu Jie's dead father will take the opportunity to squeeze his hard-earned money, and will beat him madly while drinking.

Liu Jie dragged his younger brother to junior high school, and then went out to fight alone.The whole body is only hard-headed, and he dare not do anything when the boss defaults on wages or reneges on debts. He has gone around and changed n places, and life is always tight.

His mother knew and expressed her ideas at first, but in recent years, she has also been tossed beyond recognition. She called him every now and then to urge him to get married, and Liu Jie couldn't count how many times he hung up on the way.

That's all Lu Yi said, without going into details, and there's no need to say more, anyway, Tang Zihao definitely didn't listen to what went in his left ear and out his right ear.

He mostly entertained himself with stories.

Tang Zihao looked at Lu Yi's flying and phoenix handwriting on the white paper, and suddenly felt worried.

"In our dormitory, there is a student master, a computer guru, a woman dresser who cheats on food and drink, and two lottery passers. Only then did I realize that I was the most worthless."

"Award."

Tang Zihao crossed his legs.

"I'm curious, what motivates you to teach yourself French conditionally when you just entered university."

His eyeballs rolled around a few times, thinking that this content should be included in the teaching tasks for the next semester.

Lu Yi raised his eyes and said, "There is a golden house in the book, and there is Yan Ruyu in the book."

"Fuck you, nonsense."

"I'm actually thinking, do you want to go back to your old job?"

"What?" Tang Zihao didn't react for a moment.

"I saw those things under your bed, are they important to you?"

Tang Zihao smothered Lu Yi's face with a pillow.He wrapped one arm around Lu Yi's neck, imprisoning him.

Lu Yi's muffled voice came from below: "Take dreams as horses..."

"Take dreams as horses, the more you ride, the more stupid you become!"

"..."

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Tang Zihao dragged out the box under the bed, there were pads underneath, so it wasn't polluted for the time being.

"Lu Yi, I just found out now that you belong to the mouse family, sneaking around, don't you know how to see no evil?"

Lu Yi turned his pen so that it flew up.

"Those who don't know are innocent. Besides, I cleaned up the ashes for you. You should thank me."

Tang Zihao changed from his usual carefree gestures, and lifted the lid almost gently.

"Your dream is very typical. I know many people who wanted to be painters before."

Lu Yi glanced at the boxes filled with paintings of different styles.

This is a masterpiece that Tang Zihao has accumulated for more than ten years.From "Chicken Pecking Rice" in kindergarten, to painting "Mickey Mouse", "Gourd Baby" and "Ba La La Little Demon Fairy" when I was a little older, watercolor.

Then there are landscapes drawn in line, ancient figures, and buildings.

When he was in middle school, he taught himself sketching. Over the past few years, he saved thousands of scrap manuscripts, all of which were packed heavily in a box.

Of course, Lu Yi just glanced at it, and didn't know all the contents inside. He just saw the clumsy painting on the top and laughed for no reason.

Tang Zihao didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "Do you want me to sell paintings?"

During middle school, an art teacher fell in love with him and was willing to take him into the class, but he still refused due to various reasons.

His skills may be enough to compete with the best of the best art students in the school, but it is still a pipe dream to rely on this to make a living.

Lu Yi pointed to the teaching material and said, "I am used to changing the pronunciation. Now these two vowels are used in this word without making a distinction. Furthermore, the phrase 'one foot high and one foot high' is not used in TV dramas. The meaning we are accustomed to understand."

Tang Zihao kicked him on the buttocks, and shouted: "Damn it, can you fucking speak human language?!"

"So, two different things are not without intersection. Change your views on certain things, and maybe you will get the same result by different routes and get the effect you originally wanted to achieve."

"..."

Tang Zihao silently picked up the phone and shared a bad website with Lu Yi.

"Brother, I think you need some hormones urgently. This roll of paper is handed over to you, go to the toilet and have a good refreshment, don't bb here."

Lu Yi frowned a few times.

"Is this kind of shoddy video worth watching?"

"Yo ho, it's terrible, is it possible that you still watch the live broadcast?"

Lu Yi smiled and said nothing, Tang Zihao didn't understand what that meant.

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Tang Zihao had a strong taste, and those who didn't come back at night, and they probably won't come back, he made a mess of smoke around him on the balcony with his three-legged cat's cooking skills.

Lu Yi bared his teeth and followed the lines of the French movie. Suddenly, his earphones were taken away, and he was stuffed with "Yangzhou fried rice" made with hot pot base.

Lu Yi: "..."

"Thank you, let's charge up."

Lu Yi bit the bullet and swallowed the devil's food, and suddenly said: "The seat is not plugged in, how can I charge it?"

Tang Zihao understood, and couldn't help spraying the fried rice all the way.

"Lu Yi, when did you become so coquettish?"

"I don't find it insulting."

"I'm sorry, I put you in the abstinence department. I should have known earlier: You scholars have held back for a long time, and when you burst out, you will be more extraordinary than ordinary people."

"Please be tacit and maintain my image in front of lesbians. We brothers can understand these things."

Tang Zihao rolled his eyes.

Everyone who rides a roller coaster has this experience: the heart stops beating from time to time.

Tang Zihao couldn't swallow half of the meal.

Lu Yi saw that he seemed to have a mouthful of old phlegm stuck in his throat, and he was about to cough up, so he pushed a glass of water with concern.

Tang Zihao's heart missed a few beats.After that, it recovered without any risk.

Xiang Xing's countdown timer beeped appropriately, and Tang Zihao took a feather duster and swept it over.

The timer screen fell to the ground |upwards, with only 3 minutes remaining.

"Countdown to death?"

Tang Zihao didn't throw it into the toilet this time, instead he threw it into the trash can downstairs.

Lu Yi: "Curse you dead to the guild?"

"That guy is so annoying, he said that I will die again at a certain time."

Lu Yi was confused for a moment.

"Man created|created the computer, and the computer restrained people. After listening to his all-encompassing theory, I really doubt that I was a dog in my previous life."

Lu Yi changed his tone: "I don't think so."

"Brother, it's a good argument, let's go to the construction site to move bricks with my father."

"A word of advice to you, brother, I think you need to look in the mirror. Your face really makes me shy away."

"..."

Tang Zihao's appearance has been ridiculed a lot, anyway, it is as light as clear water. When others say that he looks good, he is flattering and courteous.

Lu Yi's motivation was very simple, because his face was frighteningly pale.It is a degree whiter than the foreign lady who runs in the sports field every day.

Tang Zihao thoughtlessly took a mouthful of rice.

Then Xiang Xing's words were finally answered, and Tang Zihao fainted unexpectedly as the timer in the trash can downstairs made a long "beep--".

☆、Auntie Zhang

Tang Zihao was awakened by a burst of incense.

Lu Yi casually flipped through the pages of the book, and sat upright by the table, his waist so straight that it could be used as a flagpole, and a pen turned into a golden cudgel.

Seeing Tang Zihao get up from the bed, he said, "You scared me to death yesterday."

Tang Zihao pinched his trousers|crotch, stepped on the slippers with both feet, and said angrily, "Do you want to stay away?"

Lu Yi didn't match his words.

"Take care of your physical problems first. I don't want to talk to someone whose bladder is about to explode. It's too much of a bully."

Tang Zihao: "How long have I been lying down?"

"42:[-]:[-]."

"So how long have you been obsessed with me with this shoddy incense like a little snake?"

"The time difference from your coma can be ignored,"

"Screw you."

Tang Zihao flicked the slipper suddenly, and flew to the page of Lu Yi's book.Lu Yi's hand twitched twice, and the pen slipped from between his slender fingers.

Tang Zihao showed his true nature as a hooligan, lying on his back.

"I can't use my strength after lying down for too long, why don't you help me suck it out?"

"..."

"Serving the people is your bounden duty, brother, we should have been so honest with each other long ago."

Lu Yi gentlemanly put his only