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Experienced too little to be routine, and then I thought about it, and felt that I was really bored thinking about it, and I regretted that I shouldn't have run away at that time, I should have fought.Well, at that time.Thinking about it made my heart beat faster again.Fuck, as expected, she was tricked because her love history was blank.

As soon as Zhong Jurui opened his eyes, the instigator slept more soundly than anyone else.

He tossed and turned until after three o'clock, and closed his eyelids when he was too exhausted.

When I woke up in the morning, the boy in the next bed still maintained an awkward sleeping position. He slept very well. He didn't change his position all night, and the quilt was still attached to his body.

Their breakfast coupons expire at ten o'clock in the morning. Zhong Jurui looked at his watch. It was quarter past nine. He quickly wiped his face and went out. When he walked to the elevator, he thought that he would check out after eating. Pei Xu didn't eat this brunch I will be hungry later, and riding on an empty stomach is the most uncomfortable.

He turned around and came back again.

"Hey, get up and have breakfast."

nothing happened.I had no choice but to pat through the quilt: "Hey, it's getting late."

"I don't have a name?" Pei Xu stretched himself on the bed, "Hey, hey, hey, that's so rude."

"Student Pei, there will be nothing left in the restaurant after dinner."

Pei Xu sat up sleepily: "Student Pei is so estranged, you can call me baby in the relationship we used to rely on."

You really shouldn't take over.Zhong Jurui frowned, and visibly trembled when he heard the word baby.

Pei Xu stood up only to realize that his sleeping position was so awkward that his whole body was sore. He put it on Zhong Jurui's shoulder without notice, and was about to say something when Zhong Jurui dodged him. He staggered and bumped into the corner of the table, grinning in pain .

"If you want to pick roses, you will always get your fingers stuck." Pei Xu rubbed his waist and smiled helplessly.

Zhou Xin and the others got up late, and there was not much left for the breakfast buffet.

Liu Siyuan pushed the unfinished toast and fried eggs in front of him, so that those who were not full could fill their stomachs.

Zhou Xin looked around and asked everyone if they had eaten with concern. Seeing two people in the corner with unhappy expressions, he asked, "Pei Xu, what's wrong with you?"

"I bumped my lower back, and a piece as big as my palm will be green." Pei Xu was checking his clothes.

"Then what should I do?" Zhou Xin was a little worried because the organizers were most afraid of accidents among members.

"It's okay, and there is no wound, it will be fine in two days." Pei Xu waited for Zhou Xin to turn around, and said to Zhong Jurui who was across the aisle in a voice that only two people could hear, "It's just being hit in the lower back by love. "

Zhong Jurui almost smashed the fruit salad in front of him.

The chartered car came to pick them up at eleven o'clock. After checking out, Zhong Jurui and Pei Xu sat on the sofa in the lobby and waited for other members to come down to gather.

Pei Xu walked to the floor-to-ceiling window, held up his mobile phone to take pictures outside, and turned around after taking pictures, just in time to capture the moment when Zhong Jurui quickly lowered his head.

"It's a pity that I couldn't take pictures of the hot spring yesterday." Pei Xu said with regret, "I wanted to treasure the place of my first kiss forever."

Zhong Jurui sat a little further away silently.

Zhou Xin saw the two of them sitting at both ends of the couch, and said with a smile, "You two arrived first, why is it that there is a Milky Way between you?"

"It's senior Ju Rui who doesn't talk to me." Pei Xu said coquettishly.

It is fatal for a good-looking boy to soften his voice. Zhou Xin immediately stood on the same line with him, complaining that Zhong Jurui is boring, and he can't fart with three sticks, so just ignore him.

Zhong Jurui didn't bother to speak. What was more comforting was that with the presence of outsiders, Pei Xu would restrain himself a lot, stop being so talkative, and behave in a well-behaved manner. However, he is usually taciturn and doesn't like to socialize with others, so he didn't arouse any suspicion.While feeling relieved, Zhong Jurui thought a little bit uncomfortably, as soon as outsiders came, they restrained themselves, it really was all a routine.But this unhappiness did not last long. After returning to school, Zhong Jurui received a WeChat message from the counselor, saying that he wanted to chat with him.

The counselors of their school are all graduate students of this major. For convenience, they all live in the undergraduate dormitory building that they lead.Zhong Jurui soaked the changed dirty clothes in the basin and went downstairs.

He is not a person who loves group life very much. It is also because of the scholarship requirements that he became a nominal psychological committee member. He usually only needs to turn to the activity promotion email of the Student Psychological Quality Center, and his presence is very low.

The counselor came up and first asked about the mental health of the students in the class. They were all in good mood, whether there was a lot of pressure, and whether the class relationship was harmonious.While Zhong Jurui answered, he wondered why the counselor called him here.

"It's like this." The counselor pulled out a stack of materials from the folder, "For the poverty subsidy, this year's quota is very limited. In previous years, if you apply for it, it can usually be implemented. The students in our school are of high quality, and there is almost no deliberate occupation of the quota. of."

University A is the top university in the country, and students really disdain to do this kind of thing, and those who apply for subsidies are always hiding it.

"So you may not be able to get this quota this year." The counselor also sighed, "I also know that those who have applied must be really needed, but the urgency still varies. Look at this, they are from the mountains, It is really not easy for us to be admitted. There are five sisters in the family. It is really difficult. Well, his father is paralyzed at home, and his mother is working in the brick kiln factory. This year, my mother was seriously ill. It is not easy for everyone. "

The subtext is of course that Zhong Jurui is neither from the mountainous area, nor that his parents have lost their labor force, so we should understand a little bit.

"And you also won the national award." The implication is that you have been treated preferentially.

"The national award is based on my performance, and the poverty subsidy is based on my needs. These are two-dimensional things."

"Yes, yes, there should be no conflict." The counselor was also very embarrassed, "But this year, there are really fewer places, and we are also very embarrassed, so we only talk one by one."

Zhong Jurui is fair, tall and thin, and he manages himself in an orderly manner. Although he only changes a few clothes, he is born to be a clothes hanger. He looks good in everything he wears, and he doesn't look like he is at home.According to the counselor's stereotype, the poor students in his mind are those who are dark and thin, with a bit of an accent, and who are somewhat shy.The only thing about Zhong Jurui that fits his impression is that he did not fill in his parents in the student file.

Speaking of which, it's not that arguing can make the counselor change his decision.Zhong Jurui said he knew.

He returned to the dormitory to continue washing clothes, and heard someone chatting behind him.They were probably talking about their girlfriends. Their parents were so strict that they couldn't make an appointment even if they had supper at night.

"The desire to protect is too strong. My sister said that she had never taken a bus in three years of high school. They were all picked up by her parents. I accepted it. The first time I heard that someone's door was locked at [-] o'clock in the evening."

"I'm afraid you're plotting something wrong!"

The two were giggling again.

In the same class, there are five sisters in the family who drop out of school to work to provide for his younger brother, regardless of whether the mother is teaching. There are also those who travel abroad with their parents during winter and summer vacations, and their mother is a housewife to take care of her. Understand.

The so-called human reality.

Zhong Jurui wrung out his clothes, his hands turned red from soaking in cold water, he hung up his clothes neatly, packed up his things and prepared to go home.I didn't go back for a week, and my grandma was worried by herself.

Because she went back without saying hello, grandma seemed a little caught off guard.

"You didn't tell me earlier! I only cooked porridge, not a single dish."

"You can eat something good when I'm not at home."

"If you eat well, you will get sick. Chen Xiaoju is too fat, and suffers from high blood pressure and high blood sugar." It was their neighbor next door.

Grandma brought another duck egg, and the grandfather and grandson sat on the small bench to drink porridge.

Zhong Jurui saw a lot of semi-finished baby bibs piled up in the sewing machine in the room, and couldn't help saying: "If the light is not good, don't do this."

"Chen Xiaoju and the others are doing it too! I'm sitting at home as well. This one is fifteen cents, which is a good deal. Last time, the placket for women's clothing is not a good deal." Grandma put down the bowl, "This old-fashioned sewing machine is too easy to step on. It’s too hard to be slow, Chen Xiaoju’s house is plugged in, it’s fast!”

Zhong Jurui kept it in his heart silently, and planned to pick a weekend to show his grandma a sewing machine.

"It's also good to step on your feet, it's time to exercise!" Grandma was having fun.

After finishing the porridge, Zhong Jurui left again.

"Just come back to have dinner, toss back and forth for three hours." Very distressed.

"I don't worry about you, come back and have a look."

Grandma laughed until she lost her eyes, and patted Zhong Jurui on the back, "Let me know in advance next time you come back, so I can buy some food."

You won't be hungry if you drink porridge.After sitting at school, Zhong Jurui felt weak in his stomach again.He bought a roasted sweet potato by the side entrance of the school, found a bench and sat down.

Next to it is the regular activity of the roller skating club.A small sound box was placed on the ground, and the team members passed the colored piles one by one.After Zhong Jurui ate two mouthfuls, he realized belatedly that Pei Xu seemed to have joined the roller skating club, so he immediately stood up and prepared to leave, but it was too late.

Another beautiful footbrake.

The same beautiful person slipped out of nowhere and stood firmly in front of him.

"I said, I didn't want to come out today. It was so cold that I didn't know what force guided me, so I finally put on my shoes." Pei Xu smiled, "Did you come to see my performance?"

"What can you perform?" Zhong Jurui saw a nimble little fat man walking backwards.

Pei Xu touched his chin and thought about it: "You didn't come to see me, why should I perform for you?"

Zhong Jurui was speechless.

Pei Xu leaned over again with a smile, and explained in a dragging voice: "I hurt my waist this morning, and I can't twist it."

The tone was so pitiful, Zhong Jurui felt a little guilty,

Pei Xu immediately said, "Do you have to compensate me?"

If he dared to say that he would promise him with his body, he would be killed immediately, Zhong Jurui stared into Pei Xu's eyes.

Pei Xu bared his canine teeth, took another step forward, and when Zhong Jurui clenched his fists, he lowered his head and took a bite of the sweet potato.

——It was a shockingly big mouthful.

Zhong Jurui said unhappily, "Why are you eating mine?"

"Stingy ghost, why are you so cute?" Pei Xu teased casually. Today's sultry quota is full. He slid two steps back and returned to the roller skating club contentedly.

Zhong Jurui turned his head and left, his ears glowing red in the night.

☆、Chapter 7

If there is indeed a disease called Chronic Emotional Syndrome, the symptoms are that it is difficult to like others. Even if you like others, your first reaction is to avoid, because you are afraid that you will screw up. Zhong Jurui must be a terminal patient of the diagnosis. He realized early that the only reliable Compared with boys of the same age, he is more precocious and stable, but in the emotional field, he is really immature and frightening.

When he was in high school, the Communist Youth League secretary was a very bright girl who loved to laugh. Sometimes the class committee members would have a meeting together during class activities. The girl would often make fun of him when he saw that he didn't talk much, so that he could blend in with everyone.Over time, there is a little hazy affection.

Little girls who love to laugh are born to heal.

When Zhong Jurui was most bored, he once specially transcribed his class notes, just waiting for the girl to borrow it occasionally to have a look, and then praise, Zhong Jurui's handwriting is the most beautiful among boys.

One year during the winter vacation, my sister celebrated her birthday and invited many classmates to her house for a party, including Zhong Jurui.He sat in a corner eating cake a little awkwardly, silently watching his classmates fight.The girl's mother has a very good temperament and is also very gentle. Sitting next to him, she asked him: "Are you Zhong Jurui? I often hear Yanyan mention you and say that you have good grades. Yanyan is a bit partial, and she usually needs to learn from each other." .”

Zhong Jurui nodded a little anxiously.

The aunt looked at him and found that it was winter vacation, and he was still wearing the school's winter school uniform coat. She asked with concern, "Isn't it cold in this?"

Zhong Jurui quickly waved his hands and said he was not cold.The auntie patted him, called him into the room, and explained that Yanyan had an older brother who was about the same size as him. He wore a lot of clothes once or twice and didn’t like them anymore. It would be a waste to put them at home, so you can choose them for him. two pieces.

It's not that I haven't worn old clothes, but I definitely don't want to accept such kindness at this time.Zhong Jurui blushed and kept backing away saying no need.

The aunt said very kindly: "It's okay, Auntie will put it in a bag for you, and you can leave last, so as not to be seen by the classmates. Auntie also heard Yanyan talk about your family's situation, it's not shameful. The clothes are very new .”

It's easy to pierce the shell of self-esteem.

Zhong Jurui bit his lip until his lower lip bled, and finally found an excuse to run away early.

Well-intentioned indeed, but still uncomfortable.I don't know what I'm suffering from, as if I have no right to be proud.

When I met Yanyan again at school, the feeling of getting along was wrong, and the hazy affection was also killed in the cradle.He thought of a time when the class committee members were chatting, one complained that his mother would not let him play the computer and pulled the switch, and the other complained that he was kicked out of bed by his mother on weekends, and he was not allowed to sleep too late. Said that his mother would not let him eat the food stall next to the school, which immediately resonated.At that time, Yanyan looked up at him, but he didn't realize it yet.It's all understood now.

It was surprise, sympathy, and understanding that he was lying.

Malicious targeting sometimes doesn't hurt people, start defense, eye for an eye, and you won't feel bad.Kindness does more harm than good.He silently shrank back to the state where he didn't like to make friends before, obviously he didn't make a good impression on Yanyan.When he was a little more mature, he felt that he was a little ignorant at that time.

Zhong Jurui couldn't weigh whether it was the lack of parents that was more lethal, or the lack of material wealth made him feel inferior.But for a long time, he felt that life was boring.Grandma gave a lot of love, but grandma can't replace his parents. Most of the time, in order not to worry grandma, he chooses to bear it silently.Grandma once thought of her daughter and asked him sadly: "Do you still remember Pingru? Pingru has been gone for many years."

Zhong Jurui said: "I remember." He really thinks he remembers, such as a certain dish he made, such as throwing him on a bicycle, and reciting poems on stage during the Children's Day performance, such as being off stage. wave.He was afraid that he would forget these things, so he once wrote all these little things in a notebook, and after counting them down, he found a total of 9634 words.

The 9634 characters are all the fate between him and his mother, and there is no chance to expand it in this life.

Sometimes when Zhong Jurui eats the dishes cooked by his grandmother, he will think about the taste of the dishes made by Pingru, but his taste buds have long lost his memory.He thought it was like a knife engraving the past in his mind, but it turned out that he would never forget it.

Grandma is very good, grandma is like a mother, asking for warmth, but grandma is not a mother.Zhong Jurui never said these things, he was afraid of making grandma sad.He is gentle and sensible, and he is the moss growing in the corner.

Only once did he hit someone.

It was probably when he was in the third year of high school. He passed by a dark alley and met three or four people beating up a boy.The young man's face was covered with blood and mud, and he had long since changed beyond recognition. He curled up on the ground and called out "Brother" in a low voice.He lowered his head not wanting to cause trouble, and stayed away.I heard someone in the group spit on the ground: "You bastard with no father or mother! Your mother's ashes exploded!"

Zhong Jurui didn't stop walking.

The scolding over there was getting worse and worse, and he didn't know which string Zhong Jurui touched, so he gritted his teeth and stopped.

Don't cause trouble, don't make trouble for grandma.He read it silently three times, took off his coat, and put it carefully on the side of the road, fearing that it would get dirty in a fight, he pulled a brick from the corner of someone's house, carried the brick over, and gave it to each of them.

Several people didn't expect that there was a helper who was beaten, so they turned their heads and pressed him.Zhong Jurui has never fought a few times in his life. The main point of action is to "move flexibly and avoid falling to the ground". In the end, because some workers who were off the night shift passed by nearby, those ruffians broke up.He just wanted to stay away from the place of right and wrong as soon as possible, to confirm that someone helped to send the person to the hospital, and when he turned around, he found that his coat had been picked up by some unqualified person.

Unlucky and unlucky, I knew I would not take it off.I was worried about getting my coat dirty, but now it's all right, and the coat just disappeared.

So, in essence, he is really not an impulsive person.So much so that Pei Xu pushed his boundaries again and again, and he was still struggling with how to deal with it more appropriately, thinking about some nonsense such as whether to take off his coat before a fight.Pei Xu was obviously sure about this.

——And he really hated the feeling of being caught by Pei Xu.

Zhong Jurui loves cleanliness the most in the dormitory, and he is very diligent in tidying up things. When he is not in a happy mood, he especially likes to clean up.He swept and mopped the dormitory, and within 2 minutes of sitting down, he washed a rag and began to wipe the window sill without stopping.

The nanny was already familiar with his temper, so she winked at another roommate and climbed into bed to keep silent.

After cleaning the window sill, he started to clean the window again. Through the window, he suddenly saw Pei Xu standing downstairs with a girl. Although the second floor was not high and the distance was not too far, the expressions of the two of them couldn't be seen clearly.As long as they chatted, Zhong Jurui cleaned the windows for as long as they did.

Pei Xu said helplessly to his sister-in-law: "What do you mean? Come and check me?"

Sister Xue said: "You used to have bad deeds, and your brother is worried. Especially if you want to follow in your brother's footsteps, he is afraid that you will cause trouble."

"I think I have to graduate to be a reporter. I'm only a freshman. What can happen?"

"Thank you, you can make troubles in your first year of high school, let alone your freshman year. Now that no one is watching you, isn't it even more lawless?"

"I'm mature." Pei Xu turned his head slightly, and faintly saw a person lying on the window, "Mature people are full of thoughts of courtship, so they are not so impulsive."

Sister Xue felt that her brain was hurting, and she was silent for a long time before asking: "Where is that boy you like? Won't you show me? It's okay to take a peek."

Pei Xu smiled like a little fox again: "It's a bit difficult, if you call him, he will definitely startle the snake." He touched his chin, looked up at the window, made a trumpet with his hands, and shouted as if no one was there: "Hey! Do I look good! !"

When he roared like this, the students on the road all looked back.

Zhong Jurui squatted down immediately, cursing a series of rubbings in his heart.

Sister Xue was dumbfounded and said, "Is that how you chase people?"

Pei Xu has already slowly pulled out his mobile phone to send a text message: "Zhong Jurui, are your hands sore from cleaning the glass?"

Sister Xue glanced at the screen and said suspiciously: "You can't catch up with anyone when you talk like this?"

The mobile phone in Zhong Jurui's pocket vibrated, he glanced at it, slapped open the window, threw the wet towel down in a ball, right next to Pei Xu's feet, and slammed the window shut again.

"It's quite effective." Pei Xu pointed to the rag and said, "Look, this rag is just like Pan Jinlian hitting Ximen Qing's bamboo pole. It's actually a token of love."

Sister Xue felt that her head hurt even more, but what she didn't expect was that the worse headache was yet to come.

A week later, an article on the public account began to circulate in the school. Under the title of horror, it outlined that two students accidentally suffered from acute gastroenteritis, investigated the health and safety hazards of bottled water in the student dormitory, and sent the bottled water for quality inspection. Water clearly shows aeruginosa Pseudomonas long-term excess.The article is interspersed with many pictures of pure water plants, sewage flowing across the corridors of the workshop, the lids of buckets soaked in well water, and the workers have no protective measures.Every picture is very appropriate to poke people's disgusting points.

The school has not had time to respond.

Zhong Jurui doesn't like to browse the circle of friends. He only heard his roommate yelling there: "I said, last time the water had a musty smell. I thought it was because we left it for too long and the water went bad."

The nanny said: "Now this bucket of water seems to be tasteless?"

"No taste? Who knows what microorganisms are in it? I dare not drink it."

The next morning, another more detailed report came out. It not only revealed that the water supply center did not have a food distribution license, but also that the location of the water plant did not comply with the management method of food safety production license. In the end, it even questioned such a water plant. How to enter the campus through bidding.Obviously step by step, come prepared.

Zhong Jurui glanced at the writer's name: Cheng Han, he didn't take it to heart.

"Chenghan" himself is in the department head's office, and with him is the person in charge of the official account, his classmate Jiang Yu.

"If you have any problems, report it to the school. The school is very concerned about everyone's safety and health, and will definitely solve it. You can't solve the problem at all by posting an article." The head of the department drank tea slowly.

"Actually, the results of the quality inspection were reflected as soon as they came out, and we only published the article if there were no results." Pei Xu was also not polite, and looked at him generously.

"There is a process. The school has sent someone to verify it. If it is true, we will deal with it."

"What about the students who don't know at the moment?" Jiang Yu asked.

The head of the department fell silent.When things come out, of course it is necessary to control public opinion first, so as not to cause trouble. If the school notices that there is a problem with the water, people panic and send random messages on the Internet. Now that the Internet spreads so fast, it will be even more difficult to control the spread.As for the water that still exists in the campus—it’s just diarrhea if it exceeds the standard. There are only a few diarrhea in the whole school, so it’s not a big deal.

"Of course we will recall it first." The head of the department avoided the important ones, "Your articles are read a lot, who doesn't know now?"

"Does the school have any measures to avoid similar situations in the future?" Pei Xu asked.

"It still needs to be given after we discuss it. I'm not the person in charge of this area. I can't guarantee anything now. But the school will definitely deal with it fairly."

Pei Xu frowned, and asked: "Director, you are not the person in charge, and the school has not yet figured out a solution, so why are you looking for the two of us?"

"Delete the article." Just as they were talking, Pei Xu and his counselors also came, knocked on the door and came in with trepidation, and stood behind Pei Xu, "The school promises to face up to this matter, but I hope you will delete the article for the sake of the school's reputation." Department The director lowered his voice and said a little threateningly, "We are not opposites. Is the school sincerely asking you to make trouble for yourself?"

Jiang Yu and Pei Xu looked at each other.

"We, Mr. A, certainly don't want to discredit the school, right? Of course, it's the end of the semester, and I think you all want to finish this as soon as possible and go back to review your homework. Students, academics are the most important thing. Although playing with pens is majestic, it is not as expected. It tastes good." The head of the department smiled, feeling that there was some undertone.

Jiang Yu wanted to back off a bit, he looked at Pei Xu hesitantly.Pei Xu remained unwavering.

"When the school has a clear statement, we will consider how to deal with the article. The matter has not been resolved, and the school has not made an announcement. We think everyone still has a supervisory right, right?"

The head of the department took a sip of tea and said, "Aren't you making things difficult for me? Let's all sit here and discuss slowly. I have plenty of time today."

"But we have professional classes in the afternoon." Jiang Yu said.

"In principle, skipping classes is of course not encouraged. So it is recommended that everyone take a step back."

Pei Xu sneered and asked, "Dean, are you really from our School of Journalism?"

☆、Chapter 8

The unqualified drinking water in the school was quickly resolved.Due to Jiang Yu and Pei Xu's insistence, at noon, the school began to recycle the buckets and issued an announcement.

Some small news portals just sent out a newsletter, and immediately added that the school had already taken measures, which hardly caused a storm.

The reaction was not unpleasant.

Jiang Yu deleted the article after hearing the call from the school's logistics office. The two of them walked out of the well-heated office, their necks shrinking from the cold wind.

Jiang Yu breathed a sigh of relief: "Scared me to death! My back is full of sweat!" Thinking that Pei Xu asked the director for a cup of tea just now, he patted his chest and said, "I also admire you. Dare you say you're thirsty?"

Pei Xu said helplessly, "I am indeed thirsty."

"You're just a chicken feather on a telephone pole—you're so brave!" Jiang Yu said with lingering fear, "I'll never use your official account to post articles from you again."

"My own was blocked." Pei Xu shrugged and said, "I made some inappropriate remarks."

Jiang Yu was really worried that Pei Xu would confront the school leaders head-on, as this guy seemed too unfriendly.Pei Xu explained that he wouldn’t just do it. He knew the result almost as soon as the article was published. Last year, there was a problem with the outsourced canteen in another campus of the school, which caused food poisoning to the students. He also deleted the article first, greeted the media, and then told the outsourced The catering company terminated the contract.The drinking water is not clean, the consequences of food poisoning are not as serious as last time, it is good to be able to watch the school to deal with it.

"The school is also very scary."

"So in the final analysis, why does our school's outsourcing always have problems?" Jiang Yu obviously had some thoughts in his heart.

"It's almost there." Pei Xu said, "Digging further down will not be as easy as it is today. Our goal is to ensure water safety."

Jiang Yu curled her lips and said, "I'm going to class, I'll sign in today. Shall I go?"

"I'm going to buy some food, you go first."

Pei Xu bought a small pudding, took a bite, his gums trembled from the cold, and the cold wind made the tip of his nose red.

He seemed to be unconscious, wandering aimlessly around the school.

The sycamore road is covered with fallen leaves, stepping on it makes a rustling sound.Unknowingly, I walked to the activity room of the newspaper office.

Pushing open the door and entering, Zhong Jurui was inside, and happened to look up.

Looking at each other, Pei Xuxian smiled: "Zhong Jurui, when did you get your haircut? Such an ugly hairstyle."

Zhong Jurui frowned, and was about to say something, when he heard Pei Xu say: "But you are so handsome, no matter how ugly your hairstyle is, it can't lower your appearance."

Zhong Jurui secretly looked at the reflection on the computer screen - he did indeed cut his hair short, is it so ugly?

Having probably understood Zhong Jurui's expression, Pei Xu sat across from him, lay down on the table, and said affectionately: "Don't take pictures, my lover sees beauty, you look good no matter what."

Zhong Jurui forced himself to be calm and said, "Will you die if you don't speak?"

"I was a little frightened today," he said softly, "Can't you just chat with me?"

Zhong Jurui stared at the computer, thinking, who can scare you, you will live forever if you don't scare others.

Pei Xu stretched out his hand with a half-smile, and held Zhong Jurui's finger.

His cold hands were intertwined.

"I went to fight the monster. The monster looked like a bald toad. It scared me."

Zhong Jurui withdrew his hand and kindly reminded: "The toad has no hair in the first place, so there is no such thing as baldness."

Pei Xu was overjoyed, so he opened a book casually, turned a few pages, and asked, "Are you doing your homework?"

"No, documentation written before GitHub perfected it."

Pei Xu actually didn't know what GitHub was, so he nodded and said seriously: "That looks very busy. Are you free to start a relationship after you're busy?"

"Don't talk. Go away."

"If you don't talk about it, don't talk about it." Pei Xu smiled slightly, his eyes sparkling, "Anyway, I have kissed her before, and I will die with peace."

Zhong Jurui really didn't have time to think about Pei Xu's question - if Pei Xu was more sincere, maybe he would seriously consider... how to refuse, but he was a little unpredictable with this guy's profligate character.At such a painful moment, a more inconspicuous sentence was circling in his mind: "I'm not in the mood to listen to bullshit love right now, I just want to make money."

Zhong Jurui looked at the price of the sewing machine that his grandmother wanted on the Internet, and felt that he was short of money, so his little hobby of making money started burning.If a small amount of money was lost some time ago, he can introduce it with a clear conscience: "I am Zhong Jurui, I like making money, and I am good at making money."

Grandma used to be a seamstress, but she worked as a milk delivery worker for a period of time after retirement. After Zhong Jurui went to high school, grandma gradually became unable to make money.Because she is a boy, grandma thinks very long-term, but the reality is that with her meager pension, it is really difficult to support two people, let alone buy a house in this city in the future.

How can you marry a wife without a house?Now the little girl is no more willing to live with her husband's family than before.Grandma was always thinking about it.

Seeing his grandmother worrying about money, Zhong Jurui began to think about ways to make money.Distributing leaflets as a waiter is obviously not a good way to make money in his opinion.After much deliberation, Zhong Jurui realized that his most valuable thing is his brain, so he should buy and sell his brainpower.During the summer vacation during the first year of high school and the second year of high school, he pretended to be a college student and joined a Taobao ghostwriting team—in a sense, it can also be said to be a gang, which is responsible for ghostwriting Python. The most terrifying period of time was the end of the overseas party period. Nearby, there are a lot of orders. His broken computer keeps freezing, so he can only go to the Internet cafe to write code. Among the people who play games, his computer screen looks extraordinarily pure and unpretentious.

At that time, the time was not tight, and the 800 orders with uncomplicated homework requirements were tight, and the price could be raised even if it was difficult.After deducting the commission from the Taobao store, it seems to be a very considerable income.When his peers were still spending money at home to buy a pair of sneakers, Zhong Jurui had already quietly opened an account and saved money.This part-time job Zhong Jurui has been a freshman, until several veterans left one after another, and the distribution of orders was not fair, so Zhong Jurui simply left.All the income during this period, except for my own necessary expenses, was saved for my grandma as a pension in case the old man fell ill and could not move easily.

Of course, it is not difficult to write students' Python homework, but for long-term development, you can't always write homework for others.Zhong Jurui usually doesn't like to socialize and knows very few friends, so he suffers a lot in this respect.Fortunately, there is a buddy who wrote the homework before, the online name is Jinshen, and he keeps in touch with him intermittently. After starting his business this year, he occasionally does some small outsourced projects for him.

Zhong Jurui is worried about the new project at the moment.

Entrepreneurship was not as glamorous as imagined. Jin Snake found that he had not become a young and promising executive. After only half a year of opening, the small company was on the verge of bankruptcy.Forced to do so, he signed a contract to cede the city and land, and undertook a project that a mature team was willing to take on for 20 yuan at a price of 80 yuan.

Jin Snake vowed that there are 10 people in our team, plus 11 of you. If this project survives, the company can survive the cold winter. Ten of you will share the money, and I don’t want any.

Zhong Jurui calculated and calculated, all of them worked hard, and it was not impossible to complete the project before the construction deadline.But it's exhausting, and full of uncertainty -- and the company looks so dead-end.

He was now in the activity room thinking carefully whether he would accept the job or not, but the person across from him was always distracting.

After obtaining consent, Pei Xu began to crazily recycle the happy song of the fat house-love opening and closing 48 vitality girl's voice lingering around the bridge, making people crazy.

"I see that you are frowning, and I want to encourage you." Pei Xu said innocently.

I can fuck you.

Zhong Jurui has long been a King Kong who is not bad, has no desires, and has no desires. He has no feelings for girls, so he put on headphones and almost played a song "The Great Compassion Mantra" in order to purify his ears.

The roar of the golden snake can reach the eyes through the network cable.

"Do you want to do it, do you want to do it, do you want to do it?"

"Save brother, save brother, save brother, save brother!"

Zhong Jurui said one by one: "I am quite short of money...but your company..."

Before finishing the sentence, Jin Snake immediately transferred 5 to Alipay.

"I really have no choice but to sign the contract. The five thousand is my wife's book, and I will transfer it to you to show my sincerity!"

After a while, the golden snake sent another message: "If you really don't want to answer, don't forget to call me the money again!"

This guy is not good enough to be handsome.Zhong Jurui thought for a while, and replied: "I have a final exam tomorrow, and I will start working the day after tomorrow."

The words have already been released, it is useless to think too much, Zhong Jurui rubbed his eyes and saw Pei Xu lying on the beanbag sofa, he had long since stopped playing the Happy Fat House Song.

The two are in the same room, the second hand swings, and there is an atmosphere that can be called calm and warm.

After the formation of the team, Zhong Jurui developed a mentality of breaking the can and breaking the can. Anyway, more extreme things have happened, and taking advantage of the mouth is nothing compared to kissing.His skin is gradually thickening, no matter Pei Xuru