The beautiful boy is disobedient, take over!

Zhong Ming got up very early the next day. He queued for 10 minutes to buy Xiaolongbao for Ling Zhigang and some for Heizi.After all, Heizi was still a dog, so he had no amount of scheming, he bought a lot out of a sweet potato and a few steamed buns, and became kind to him, rubbing his neck against his leg when he finished eating the steamed stuffed buns.

Zhong Mingwo sat on the sofa and watched the morning news. After watching for a while, Lexus got up just now. He looked back and said, "Hurry up and wash up, I bought the buns."

"When did it start?" Ling Zhigang felt that his reaction was considered alert, so why didn't he notice it.

"It's been about an hour. Is my TV turned on too loudly? Then I'll turn it down." He said and turned down the voice a little. The man coughed and said, "Yesterday you went to bed very early. I didn't sleep in the middle of the night."

Zhong Ming did not answer, pretending to be attracted by the program on TV.Ling Zhigang had been trying to touch him when he was sleeping last night, but thanks to his cleverness, he escaped.

Ling Zhi just ate a lot for breakfast, Zhong Ming bought a lot of buns for fear that he would not have enough, and he ate up all the buns, so he ate another plate of Zhong Ming's small green vegetables and drank a bowl of porridge.In the morning, everyone still does their own business. Ling Zhigang gave him as much freedom as possible, and only asked him to go back to cook at noon.

Zhong Ming found it very strange that a person like Ling Zhigang didn't go out to eat big fish and meat, but instead wanted to eat the meals he cooked.It is obviously a bit early for the two of them to say that they have feelings for this kind of friendship, probably because it is fresh.Zhong Ming went back to school, and sure enough, he saw that Lan Mei was going to hold a meeting poster posted in their school, probably his fans, put up a lot of posters. evil face.When Zhong Ming returned to the dormitory, the squad leader also gave him a ticket and said, "The first day of next month will be next Saturday, so you can go too."

"Isn't it a meet and greet, do you still need tickets?"

"It's a small concert. These tickets are given by the counselor. If you have nothing to do, go and see it. Zhang Yuanyuan will also go." There were rumors about his affair with Zhang Yuanyuan in the class, and the class leader also joked.Zhong Ming put it away in his schoolbag: "Okay, I just haven't seen the concert yet."

He packed a little more stuff from the dormitory and came out with a full bag.The school on Sunday was very lively, selling everything, a few snowmen on the old playground had melted, and there were a few girls taking pictures there.When he saw Zhang Yuanyuan and the others in his class, he waved his hand and greeted them.

Zhang Yuanyuan ran over and asked with a smile, "I heard from the monitor that you moved out. Did your relative ask you to move out last time?"

"Well, go out to live for a few days. It's close to where I work. Why don't you take pictures on a snowy day? Look, the snowman's nose fell off."

Zhang Yuanyuan laughed and said, "We also took pictures on the snowy day, and we wanted to find you, but unfortunately you were not here. By the way, have you seen the poster in front of our school library?"

Zhong Ming thought that Zhang Yuanyuan was talking about Lan Mei's coming to their school, nodded and said, "I see, the monitor gave me a ticket. I heard it's next Saturday, so it's still early."

"It's not that. It's an essay competition jointly held by our school and other universities in the provincial capital. I think you should take a look. Your writing is so good. Come with me."

Zhong Ming just followed Zhang Yuanyuan to the library. Zhang Yuanyuan said as she walked, "There are a lot of people in our class who want to participate. The teacher also said that it is difficult for students from our Chinese department not to participate. The main reason is that the bonus is very high, 6000 yuan."

Zhong Ming was taken aback: "So many?"

Among other things, Zhong Ming was moved even for such a high prize money. He has always been ambitious in writing, and he believes that as long as he is willing, there is no competition he cannot win.He went to the front of the library and carefully read the requirements of the essay competition, frowned and said, "It's in the form of a script. I haven't written it, and we haven't learned it."

"I asked Mr. Guo, and Mr. Guo said that it is mainly about stories and dialogues. It is almost enough to write, not necessarily as strict as a regular script. After handing it in, the teacher will probably make minor revisions for us. We won the top three. The script will be performed by the students of the University of Arts at the school on New Year's Day, how about it, isn't it good?"

It does sound exciting, mostly new, never tried before.Zhong Ming studies in the Chinese Department, and his greatest wish in the future is to become a famous screenwriter, but the students in his department usually work as clerks, secretaries and teachers after graduation. With such an opportunity to realize his dream, Zhong Ming felt a little excited and said, "Then I will try."

Since he planned to participate, Zhong Ming planned to make some achievements, and immediately went to the library to borrow two books on script writing, and started to read the books when he returned home.Because I was engrossed in watching, I only thought about the game, so I forgot about cooking.As a result, when he saw Ling Zhi just entered the door, he remembered to cook, and quickly got up and said, "I'll cook now, you watch TV first!"

"Forget it, let's go out to eat." The man walked to the front of the table and bent over to flip through his book: "Why don't you read your Jin Ping Mei?"

"Oh, I'm going to participate in the first essay competition in the school. The school requires a script format. I'm looking at how to write it." Zhong Ming closed the book and said, "Wait a while, I'll be able to cook in a while, no need to run to Go out and eat."

"Let's go, I have something to do in the afternoon, just waiting for you to cook before it's too late."

"Then why don't you go out to eat by yourself, I'm not in a hurry, I'll make it myself later...I'm not hungry right now..."

"Why so much nonsense, put on clothes!"

Zhong Ming's face turns pale for a while and turns red for a while. Ling Zhigang really doesn't know how to respect people. He only knows how to give orders. There is no need for him to confront Ling Zhigang on such trivial matters, so he went back to the room and put on a down jacket, and turned off the air conditioner by the way. Said: "When I came back in the morning, I found that there was no one in the house and the air conditioner was still on, which was a waste of electricity."

"You are diligent and thrifty in managing your family." Ling Zhigang had no objection to this traditional virtue, and pulled the bell to ring out the door.Today is cloudy, but the temperature is still very low.When they arrived at a small restaurant, Zhong Ming was a little surprised and looked at the surrounding environment: "Just eat here?"

He thought that Ling Zhigang would not come to this small restaurant to eat, and Ling Zhigang's expensive outfit was incompatible with the environment here.

"You don't understand, most of the authentic snacks in the city are actually sold by small vendors." Ling Zhigang ordered two noodles and said, "Two big bowls."

"I just want a small bowl. I haven't had a good appetite these two days." Actually, it was because the incident of the man giving him oral sex yesterday left a psychological shadow on him. Such a foul smell made him vomit a little.

"It's okay, just pick what you can't finish."

"Do you eat other people's leftovers, too?"

"It's only limited to lovers, and no one else will." Ling Zhi just took a cigarette from his pocket and lit it, with a malicious smile on his lips: "I've kissed my mouth, and I don't care what's in the bowl." Spit."

"What about eating mouth to mouth?" Zhong Ming's tone was interesting, with a little casualness, but his eyes were looking elsewhere, as if he was looking at him, but he didn't seem to be, it seemed very casual, and he seemed a little guilty, evasive instead. As if to seduce.

The man froze for a moment, shook off the remaining ash on the cigarette, and said with a smile, "I haven't tried that, we can try it when we get home."

Zhong Ming really wanted to say a few more words, and the ambiguous atmosphere at this moment was really suitable for filling another firewood.But he really has no experience in dating, so he doesn't know what to say and how to grasp the scale. The work of "speech teasing" cannot be done without experienced experience. The desired effect is like a woman wearing a black gauze. You can see everything that should be seen vaguely if you say that she is wearing clothes. But if you want to say that you are not wearing clothes, there is another kind of subtle beauty looming.Zhong Ming held back for a long time, and finally said: "The food here is so slow..."

Hair sticks today!