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"Eat, why don't you eat?" Jiang Sui looked at Duan Zhuo who was dumbfounded and refused to move his chopsticks for a long time, "Don't you like this taste? Why don't you change the curry rice for you? Very good, the meat is very tender.”

As he spoke, he lifted the lids of the rest of the food, and placed the word "one" in front of Duan Zhuo: "Eat whatever you want, don't be polite to me."

Duan Zhuo was a little cautious when he was asked. In his more than ten years of study career, he has never met a classmate who is as eager to stuff food into his mouth as Jiang Sui.

Most of the students he met in Hope School were desperate students who couldn’t even get enough food and clothing. Everyone got together because of various difficulties in life, and it was common for them to quarrel over food and milk.

Jiang Sui's various actions always made him dazed, and it turned out that this is the difference between people.

The wind from the air conditioner was facing them, it was slightly cool, and the room temperature was just right.Duan Zhuo, who originally had a poor appetite, ate up a portion of curry rice and half a portion of pineapple chicken. In addition, under Jiang Sui's strong recommendation, he also tasted a few mouthfuls of roasted meat and fish balls.

"I'm so full." For the first time, Duan Zhuo slumped in a chair and stroked his belly. He didn't have the habit of eating free food, so he asked how much the curry rice was.

Jiang Sui was chewing a piece of bone in his mouth. Because of this question, his expression froze for a moment: "Does it need to be so clear? You think I am you, always wanting to make money." After speaking, he may feel that It's not appropriate, so I immediately added: "I let you eat, and I won't charge you."

Duan Zhuo was a little embarrassed, his past experience always taught him that there are few sudden kindness in the world, and more of them are long-planned actions, so keeping a distance from others has formed a conditioned reflex for his self-protection.

And Jiang Sui's words were all about this, and it seemed a little shameful for him to refuse again. He was not good at resolving this embarrassment, so he thanked him in a low voice, and then went downstairs alone on the grounds of going to the library to borrow books.

It has been sunny for a week, and the air at night is hot and humid, and the skin feels uncomfortable and sticky, and even breathing needs to be harder.

He wanted to buy a drink for Jiang Sui, but he couldn't find the shop that would add ice cream to Jiang Sui's tea that Jiang Sui often drank. There was a long queue at the door of the beverage shop that mainly served lemonade and cones.

After walking around for nearly half an hour, he finally turned into the supermarket, found the shelf selling tea bags, and asked the clerk: "Which kind of tea can you drink?"

The clerk immediately recommended: "Cassia seed and chrysanthemum tea are both good, but I personally think that the golden silk chrysanthemum is more effective."

The air-dried golden chrysanthemum was packed in a translucent small bag, and there was only one flower in a bag. The clerk said that if it was not serious, soaking one flower would solve the problem, but Duan Zhuo still bought several more bags.

He wasn't sure if Jiang Sui would drink this kind of health-preserving food, so he went to pick fruit in front of the air-conditioner.

Most of the platters are freshly cut. The price is marked on the white label paper. The bottom layer is cut in the morning or last night. The new label paper covers the old one, and they are all five yuan a box. Because the price is low, and it looks no different from the fresh ones, there are not many left.

He hesitated for a moment, but still chose the top platter.

He can eat bad food himself, but he wants to give Jiang Sui some fresh food.

When Duan Zhuo returned to the dormitory, Jiang Sui had just taken a shower and was sitting on the balcony wiping his skates and skates. Because of the military training, they were useless for a while, and everything was dusty.

He turned around when he heard the sound: "Yo, it's strange, why did you come back so early today?"

Duan Zhuo put the shopping bag on Jiang Sui's desk: "Do you want to eat?"

"You bought it for me?" Jiang Sui showed joy, and immediately put down the things in his hands, but when he got up, he tripped over the small square stool under his feet, staggered, and his body tilted to one side uncontrollably , hopped twice on one leg, and slammed straight into Duan Zhuo who was standing aside——

"Boom", there was a dull sound when his forehead touched his chest, Duan Zhuo stretched out his hand reflexively, and encircled Jiang Sui's back waist and arms. Since he had just taken a bath, this man's hands were still slightly damp and cool. As if under the scorching sun, I held a can of iced Coke.

Duan Zhuo stabilized the man, turned his eyes away: "No one is robbing you, what's the hurry?"

Jiang Sui's hair was not dried at all, just wiped it with a towel, the moment of brief contact, the moisture quickly smudged on Duan Zhuo's chest, leaving a pool of wet marks on the light-colored T-shirt.

"Ah," Jiang Sui scratched his head, "I'm so sorry, I'll dismantle that broken stool sooner or later."

"You are the one who can't poop." Duan Zhuo tugged at his clothes, "It's a good thing I haven't taken a shower yet."

"It doesn't matter if you wash it," Jiang Sui pointed at his head, "I just washed my hair and it smells delicious." As he spoke, he pushed toward Duan Zhuo, as if asking him to smell it.

Duan Zhuo's neck retracted desperately, his double chin was almost squeezed out, but he still couldn't escape, the fragrance after bathing still penetrated into his nasal cavity along the air.His nose was itchy from Jiang Sui's hair, he turned his head away and sneezed.

"Eat quickly," he said.

Jiang Sui lifted the lid and asked casually, "What book did you borrow?"

Duan Zhuo was stunned. After buying the fruits, he was worried that they would become warm, so he hurried back, completely forgetting about the borrowing of books, and nonsense: "The one I wanted to read was borrowed, so I didn't."

Jiang Sui was eating the cold cantaloupe, turned his head, and saw Duan Zhuo drooping his eyebrows and digging at an uneven corner of the table.

It was weird, he narrowed his eyes, and walked over: "You didn't run out to buy fruit for me, did you?"

The word "deliberately" was accentuated, and Duan Zhuo roared like a cat whose tail had been stepped on: "Of course not! It's really just by the way."

Jiang Sui couldn't help laughing.

He is really not good at lying, his voice is so high when he speaks against his will, his eyelashes keep blinking, and he dare not look directly into other people's eyes.

Jiang Sui asked maliciously: "Then what book do you want to borrow? How about I ask my classmates if they have any in their library?"

"No, no need." Duan Zhuo turned around at a loss, wiping the water stains on the table, "It's too troublesome."

Jiang Sui poked his cheek with a smirk: "Your face is turning red like a monkey's ass!"

"Where is it?" Duan Zhuo didn't feel his face was hot at first, but after Jiang Sui said this, he started to feel hot for no reason, he turned around quickly, opened the closet, "I'm going to take a bath first, you eat slowly. "

Jiang Sui didn't speak any more, but he didn't look away. Duan Zhuo hurriedly took off a vest, walked into the bathroom and remembered that he forgot to take his underwear, turned back, bowed his head the whole time, and walked with wind.

Jiang Sui smiled and took a bite of the watermelon. The taste was nothing special, but it was the sweetest piece I had eaten this summer.

A heavy rain swept away the summer heat, and the temperature in Nancheng dropped. In mid-September, the military training period that made freshmen cry for their fathers and mothers was finally coming to an end. On the last night, the school arranged a military training summary and a farewell ceremony.

The ceremony was held in the conference hall of the school. After eating, the students arrived in the hall one after another. A big red banner hung high in the sky. Fresh bouquets and mineral water were placed on the podium. The front row was where the instructors sat.

The College of Atmosphere and the College of Physical Education are located next to each other. After taking his seat, Jiang Sui looked around. Cheng Ziyao was sitting next to him, playing a couple of match [-] games, and Jiang Sui stretched his neck like a goose.

Cheng Ziyao followed his gaze, only to find that Duan Zhuo was sitting in front of them on the left, with only one female classmate in between.

The conference hall was overcrowded and noisy. At such a time, Duan Zhuo was actually holding a book while reading.

If he hadn't known him beforehand, Cheng Ziyao would have scolded such a person for pretending to be weird.But he is Duan Zhuo, so even holding the textbook on the toilet is normal operation.

Jiang Sui lay his arms on the backrest of the front row, pouted, as if he was reading Duan Zhuo's book, and the little girl next to him was also reading.

Cheng Ziyao bumped his arm, and tried to persuade him: "It's all words, and you can't understand them, so what are you doing?"

"Tsk," Jiang Sui frowned, "Who said I can't read it anymore." After speaking, he went back together, looking very interested in the book.

This scene is so rare that it can almost be listed as one of the top ten wonders of the world. Cheng Ziyao couldn't bear his curiosity, so he walked over with his back pouted.

Well, there are color illustrations in the book!Then it's no wonder Jiang Sui understood it.

The content of the book is very simple. Each page introduces a type of cloud, and also describes the ways, heights, and types of various cloud formations. Cheng Ziyao also finds it very interesting.

Curiosity is an eternal characteristic of human beings. When several heads are gathered together, more heads will come together, and Duan Zhuo's position becomes the center of the typhoon.

Seeing the illustration of the altocumulus pennant, Jiang Sui let out a "wow" and said pleasantly, "This cloud is so beautiful, like a jellyfish."

Only then did Duan Zhuo regain his senses from the book, and found that countless eyes were staring at the book on his lap. Suddenly, he felt ashamed, closed the book, and threw it to Jiang Sui: "Take it and read it. Give it back to me after reading."

Jiang Sui caught the book and continued to flip through it. The illustrations are still the same, and the description is not missing a word, but it is not interesting when reading it with Duan Zhuo.

After turning a few pages, the host came to the stage, and the farewell ceremony officially began. He closed the book and returned it to Duan Zhuo.

After the leaders finished their speeches, some representatives of freshmen came to the stage to perform. What surprised Jiang Shuai was that Duan Zhuo got up as well—he was invited by the host to give a summary and thanks as a representative of the department.

Like everyone else, Duan Zhuo was wearing a camouflage uniform for military training. He walked onto the podium with a straight back, a body with just the right muscles to support the clothes properly, a brown belt at the waist, and made his legs longer. In the room, there is really a kind of heroic spirit of a soldier.

Obviously, after he took the stage, there were more people holding their mobile phones high, and the heads of the girls were all together, chattering non-stop.Jiang Sui's position was at the back, and he could only capture the images on the big screen.

Duan Zhuo just raised the height of the microphone a little, cleared his throat, and the applause from the audience was like a pot of boiling water. Jiang Sui adjusted the angle with his mobile phone, and cast his eyes on the real person on the stage, for fear of missing any small details.

"I see a face from morning to evening, what can I record." Cheng Ziyao muttered beside him.

Jiang went in with his right ear and went out with his left, pretending he didn't hear it.

He really doesn’t record videos at ordinary times. The last time he used this function should be several years ago. Jiang Yu went to kindergarten on the first day. The moment she was about to enter the school, she cried like pear blossoms and rained, and she was full of ugliness. , he couldn't help but took out his mobile phone, and when Jiang Yu was out of school, he took it out and played it on a loop.

Today is the same can't help it, he wants to tell Duan Zhuo when he comes down, you are quite photogenic.

Duan Zhuo seemed a little nervous when he was on stage for the first time. He was looking at the area where acquaintances were sitting, and his eyes went back and forth at the junction of the School of Atmosphere and the School of Physical Education.

For a moment, Jiang Sui confirmed that their eyes met.

He waved to the stage, and Duan Zhuo grinned in response.

The speech went well, and Duan Zhuo received a bouquet of sunflowers and chamomile when he left the stage.

Jiang Sui grinned, and was about to hand over the phone, when the female classmate sitting next to Duan Zhuo took a step ahead of him, clicked on a muted video, and boasted, "I found you look pretty handsome on camera."

Duan Zhuo sat down with a smile: "Isn't it handsome if you don't look on camera?"

The girl smiled: "Of course he's handsome, I even took a picture, do you want to send it to you?"

"Okay." Duan Zhuo looked at the fresh bouquet wrapped in kraft paper in his hand, "Do you want this?"

"Sunflower, don't you want it?" the girl asked back.

Duan Zhuo acted very straight: "I can't eat melon seeds. It's useless if I want to come. If you like it, I'll give it to you."

The girl held the bouquet of flowers in both hands: "Thank you so much! I really like sunflowers."

Jiang Sui lay on the back of the chair of the person in front, jokingly said: "I also like sunflowers, why don't you give them to me?"

Duan Zhuo turned his head and explained solemnly: "I looked carefully, this is not the kind of melon seeds, if you can eat melon seeds, I will definitely give it to you."

Jiang Sui laughed.

After Duan Zhuo, the Department of History sent a well-educated male student in a Chinese tunic suit with thick glasses.

Holding the microphone, he was more nervous than Duan Zhuo just now, and his eyes drifted wildly: "Next, I want to send a poem I wrote to the great and hardworking instructors..."

An impassioned poem recitation almost put Jiang Sui to sleep, until the end of the performance, thunderous applause rang out, he stood up, applauded along with him, and asked Cheng Ziyao in bewilderment: "What did he say just now?"

Cheng Ziyao patted himself on the shoulder, motioning for him to lean on: "It's not important, go on to sleep, good boy."

So Jiang Suizhen continued to sleep without any burden, and had a very short dream, dreaming that Duan Zhuo bought him a box of chicken leg rice, as soon as he opened the lid, before he could smell the fragrance, he heard a voice in his ear Shouting: "Damn! Brother Sui! Look, look! There are fairies!"

He was woken up by Cheng Ziyao's photo, and looked at the big screen in the conference hall - a female classmate in a plain dress was introducing herself. Under the light of the hall, her skin was so white that it almost glowed. The facial features are small and delicate, with only very light makeup, and the clusters of flowers on the stage are overshadowed by her appearance.

"I'm a third-year journalism student, Lin Jiawen."

She smiled mischievously, and the voices of the male students were overwhelming: "Hello, senior!"

Duan Zhuo recognized at a glance that this was the senior sister who took them to the student apartment building on the day of school registration. She changed into a skirt, and her demeanor became much calmer.

Cheng Ziyao frantically took out his mobile phone, and found that the mobile phone had issued a low battery alarm. He was extremely annoyed, and desperately urged Jiang Sui: "Hurry up, lend me your phone!"

Jiang Sui reluctantly lent him his mobile phone.

Lin Jiawen didn't seem to be on stage for the first time, her speech was completely unscripted, and her demeanor was graceful. After delivering the message, she smiled and said: "During these three weeks, I have recorded some beautiful and lovely moments. Instructors, I also send it to all the freshmen here..."

The mouse clicked on the Bilibili Danmaku.com, and the UP main ID appeared: The forest where the deer ran wild. The video playback volume has reached more than 290 million, and the video title - "Laugh, still laugh, did you laugh? , Get out, who told you to get out alone?"

As soon as this picture came out, many students in the audience happily said that they had seen it, Cheng Ziyao patted the table twice, and said excitedly: "Ah! I have seen this before, I didn't expect it to be done by her——" Brother, I sent you on WeChat, did you read it? And you appeared on the scene!"

Jiang Sui was in a daze, and Cheng Ziyao wanted to share [-] funny videos with him a day. Whenever he had time to watch them, he would just perfunctory them with "haha", "laughing to death" and "how could this be?" I didn't click on it, and at this moment, I had no choice but to continue to play sloppy: "I have a little impression..."

Lin Jiawen pressed the play button, and the first day of military training flashed up. Several students were pulled out by the instructor to train alone because they walked on the same hands and feet. Hemiplegic gait in Plants vs. Zombies.

The instructor couldn't bear it anymore, and roared: "Are your limbs newly installed? Is it a trial period? The patients in the hospital's rehabilitation training are better than you!"

The whole place burst into laughter.

The first half of the video is full of funny illustrations. Some male students took off their camouflage T-shirts and found another "white T-shirt" on them; Imitate the walking of classmates with the same hands and feet; because one person took the wrong left and right legs, the whole class fell down like dominoes...

Under the backdrop of the funny background music and the "hahahaha" atmosphere on the screen, everyone in the audience, including the instructors and teachers, laughed heartily.

In the second half of the playback, a bunch of "high energy ahead" appeared in the barrage.

It was the scene of the performance report. Rows of founders stood upright and shouted uniform slogans. Everyone followed the instructors along the playground track, and no mistakes could be picked out by switching the camera from front to back and left to right.No more dropping shoes, no more falling down.

The scene suddenly became quiet again, leaving only the surging background music echoing in the conference hall.

They suddenly realized that in just three weeks, people will undergo such a big change, and when they break out of their cocoons and become butterflies, it is the moment when they are about to say goodbye to the instructors. Some emotional female students' eyes are already hot.

The screen turned again, and the drone shot the last scene of the report performance from above. The students stood up and squatted down on the playground, setting off gorgeous fireworks with both hands.

Just as everyone was crying, the words "nuclear energy ahead" appeared on the top barrage.

Duan Zhuo thought of the second half of the title of this video, and his hair stood on end, giving birth to an ominous premonition!

Sure enough, a clip of him and Jiang Sui grabbing watermelons flashed in the center of the screen.

He had just delivered a speech half an hour ago, and he was recognized instantly. In an instant, the eyes of the entire conference hall were cast in one direction——

Duan Zhuo seemed to be tied around the neck with a knife, his scalp was numb, and he cursed like never before: "Damn it!"

Jiang Sui smiled silly from behind: "Hey, isn't this me? I didn't expect it to be quite photogenic."

Because of fighting for a piece of watermelon, Instructor Yan stood behind them and narrowed his eyes: "What are you two doing?"

"...Nothing, I just want to taste whether the watermelon is sweet or not."

There was another heat wave in the audience, looking for another protagonist in the video.

What is different from the playground is that there are leaders in the conference hall, teachers from various departments, principals and vice principals...all of them are watching the two of them hugging and grabbing watermelons.

Duan Zhuo, who had just delivered a speech as a good student, froze, wishing he could drill a hole in the ground and get in there.

Who will save him.

What's more frightening is that this is Danmaku.com. When they hugged each other and rolled on the runway, some warrior posted a high-level multicolored bullet screen saying "Wish you two will be together for a hundred years", and the font was enlarged several times. Almost occupied the entire screen, followed by "Happy Newlyweds", "Sent to the Bridal Chamber", "Can I watch this without my membership?"...

This time even Jiang Sui's butt couldn't sit still, he raised his hand to cover his face, he was out of breath from laughing, and almost slipped off the chair: "What the hell, turn it off, turn it off! Turn it off! "

On the last night, all the absurdities and ugliness were accepted and tolerated, and there were only enthusiastic voices and laughter at the scene.

The lights in the conference hall were hot and bright, shining on the ignorant and shy young man. Jiang Sui lay on Cheng Ziyao's shoulder to calm down. Finally, Lin Jiawen spoke again, and everyone's attention returned to the podium. He secretly glanced at the front row ——The pinnae of his newlywed's ear also seemed to be scalded, and it was rare to have a full circle of blush.