[Douluo/Sword Three] Tang Paper Umbrella

Meng Jiang took the quilt from Xiao Wu and looked around.

The dormitory is very large, nearly 300 square meters, with a total of fifty beds. There are only eleven beds with bedding. Now including the three new arrivals, they can't even occupy half of the dormitory.

The eleven people lived on one side, and the twenty-five beds on the other side were unoccupied. Meng Jiang walked to the opposite side and asked, "Xiao Wu, can we sleep here?" After all, There are differences between men and women. This place is far away from the group of boys.

"Okay." Xiao Wu had no reason not to agree and nodded quickly.

Meng Jiang then put the quilt on the same bed, and Tang San walked over to help her push the bed and push the two beds together.

"Thank you." Meng Jiang smiled at him, and spread out the bedding with Xiao Wu, while their packages were placed at the end of the bed.

Tang San silently chose the bed on the same side as Meng Jiang, only one bed away from them, near the outside. This is also a protective gesture.

"Tomorrow is the opening ceremony, and classes don't start until the day after tomorrow. Now we still have free time..." Meng Jiang looked around the bed, and there happened to be two pillars at the end of the bed, and said, "Tang San, Xiao Wu, I'll go out in the afternoon. Buy a piece of cloth to make a bed tent.”

There were only two girls in this dormitory, her and Xiao Wu, and she didn't want to hide away even when she went to bed and changed into pajamas.

"Okay, how much does it cost?" Tang San grabbed his package and started counting the soul coins. He has always kept Meng Jiang and the money he earned. If Meng Jiang needs money, just ask him directly.

"It's just a bed tent. You don't need a good cloth. Just give me less."

Tang San counted the money and gave it to her. Xiao Wu on the side pouted and said, "Jiang Jiang, I don't have any money to pay you back..."

"It's okay, no need to pay it back."

"That's not possible." Xiao Wu disagreed, "You make bed curtains, and I'm also benefiting from you. I can't just let you pay for it."

The little rabbit is very principled and cannot take advantage of others in vain.

"Then..." Meng Jiang thought for a while, "When you have enough money, pay it back to me. The deadline is set before graduation."

"Yeah." Little Rabbit nodded, "I will definitely pay you back as soon as possible."

Meng Jiang then smiled slightly: "I'm not in a hurry."

After eating, Tang San was called away by the master, Xiao Wu went back to the dormitory by herself, and Meng Jiang left the academy alone to buy cloth. After shopping around and haggling, Meng Jiang bought back a rectangular piece of white cloth at a cheap price.

She found a way to get two wooden poles and nails, and then returned to the college.

Meng Jiang carefully calculated that she originally wanted to tie the cloth to the pillar at the end of the bed, but the pillar was too thick and far away from the bed, which would require more cloth.

So she chose to erect a pole on each side of the end of her and Xiao Wu's bed, and fixed one side of the cloth to the wall with nails, and tied the other two places to the pole. Just one side in between can most effectively block the sight of the boys who may be looking over, forming a private space that belongs exclusively to the two girls.

At the same time, the bed curtain is not high, and the bottom part is still a certain distance from the ground. Meng Jiang uses the least amount of fabric to achieve the best blocking effect, so that he can save a lot of money on buying fabric.

Xiao Wu was not in the dormitory and had gone to play somewhere. Tang San had already come back and was resting on the bed, but he was not asleep. So Meng Jiang took the iron nail and dangled it in front of Tang San's eyes: "Tang San , help me hammer a nail?"

"Okay, where to nail it?"

Meng Jiang took off his shoes and stood on the bed. He shook off some fabric and pointed at a location on the wall: "Here, just take off your shoes and come up."

So Tang San also took off his shoes and stood next to Meng Jiang, and set up a nail where Meng Jiang pointed. He moved his Xuanyu hands, which exuded cold air like cold jade, and drove half of the nail in with one palm.

"You are really good at driving nails with your Xuanyu hands. Next time Tang San, are you going to perform a show of smashing rocks from your chest?" Meng Jiang frowned.

"You didn't prepare a hammer for me." Tang San complained.

Meng Jiang snorted lightly and pushed Tang San: "Okay, let's get down."

Seeing Tang San get off the ground, Meng Jiang tied one leg of the cloth to a nail and pulled it to test its sturdiness: "It's okay. You can help me tie the two wooden poles to the two legs of the bed. The rope is here." .”

"Okay." Tang San took the rope from Meng Jiang's hand, squatted down and tied the sticks tightly.

Then Meng Jiang tied the other two places and stuck his head out from the hung bed tent: "It's fine now. How do you feel?"

"Tight enough." Tang San looked at it, "It's just... the color is a little too plain."

"There is nothing we can do," Meng Jiang supported Tang San's arm to lift the shoes, "good-looking cloth is expensive. White cloth does not need to be dyed, so of course it is the cheapest."

Tang San's face was a little solemn: "I will make more money."

"What do you do to earn money? I earn it myself." Meng Jiang smiled softly, tapping Tang San's chest with her slender fingers, her skin glowing with a cold white light under the light, "Do you still want to support me? "

"Okay, I will support you."

The serious look on the boy's face made Meng Jiang stunned. He immediately lowered his eyes to hide the dark color in his eyes. He leaned over and put his feet in Tang San's ear and said, "You...want to be my love interest? You know, I have no family. Therefore, the only one who can say this is my 'husband.'"

She emphasized the last two words, word by word, but her tone was calm, but Tang San's heart trembled.

"I..." Tang San was speechless for a moment.

But Meng Jiang suddenly stepped back, with that gentle and watery look again, with a charming smile and beautiful eyes: "I'm teasing you, even if you agree, I still don't want to fall in love prematurely, don't forget me It’s only ‘six years old’ now.”

She waved her hand and walked towards the door: "I'll go out for a walk, you can continue to rest."

Meng Jiang passed by Xiao Wu who had just walked in, and disappeared around the corner without even saying hello.

Xiao Wu looked at the door in confusion, then looked at Tang San who bowed his head and said nothing, frowned and asked, "What's wrong with Jiang Jiang? Did you bully her, Tang San?"

"I didn't bully her." Tang San finally raised his head.

"But Jiang Jiang seems a little sad."

"...sad?" Tang San's eyelashes trembled, his eyes filled with confusion.

"Yes, although Jiang Jiang has no expression, I feel this way. This is a girl's unique intuition." She looked at the wooden Tang San, a little annoyed, stamped her feet, her big eyes widened. , with bulging cheeks, "Oh, it must have been you who caused it anyway, go and apologize to Jiang Jiang!"

Xiao Wu ran over and pushed Tang San out of the door. Then when Tang San turned around, she slammed the door shut, almost hitting Tang San's nose: "If you don't coax Jiang Jiang well, don't come back! This It’s the boss’s order!”

"Hey--"

Tang San looked at the closed door of the dormitory, sighed softly, and turned around to find Meng Jiang.

At this time, it was time to have dinner soon, and Meng Jiang would not leave the academy. But it would be bad if she was really angry and forgot to eat, and...he was going to go out with the master to look for soul rings tomorrow, and would come back in a few days. He was afraid that Meng Jiang would be even more angry, and what if he got angry and broke his body, and Tang Tang Sanye didn’t want Meng Jiang to ignore him.

Shaking his head, Tang San began to think about where Meng Jiang might go. He thought that he liked water and might go to the water, and there happened to be a large fountain in the academy.

Having made up his mind, Tang San went to the fountain to try his luck.

Meng Jiang was indeed there.

The girl sat sideways on the edge of the fountain, put her thin white fingers in the water and stirred it, breaking the moon that was melting in the water into a pool of broken stars. Her black algae-like thick curly hair covered half of her face and spread all over her back. From Tang San's point of view, he could only see the tip of her pointed nose exposed, and the silver hairpin used to tie her hair was held by her. In the other hand, tightly, as if holding a murderous dagger.

"A Jiang." Tang San gently called out this rarely spoken girl's nickname.

"Huh?" Meng Jiang looked over at the sound and suddenly said, "Oh, it turns out it's you."

She raised her head to look at him, and Tang San saw the girl's bright red lips, with two thin petals, like a flower that was about to bloom, against a cold white beautiful face, like a flower under the moon. A lustful ghost that seduces people's hearts and eats human flesh and blood, and those eyes are trapped in the deep rain forest of the eternal rainy season.

The emperor's son descended to Beizhu, his eyes were dim and worried. Tang San suddenly thought of this sentence in "Nine Songs: Mrs. Xiang".

"It's me." He nodded, walked to Meng Jiang and sat down, taking the hairpin in Meng Jiang's hand to tie her hair.

He had sharp eyes and skillful hands. He had seen many ways how Meng Jiang could tie up her hair with just one hairpin, and he knew how to do it. At this time, Tang San used his hand as a comb to divide Meng Jiang's hair into two parts. Half, half is tied up with a hairpin, the excess tail hangs down, and the remaining half is spread on the back.

Meng Jiang touched his hair and said with a smile, "Thank you."

"A Jiang, you never need to say thank you to me." Tang San put his arm on Meng Jiang's shoulder, "Xiao Wu said you were angry, but I am stupid and don't know what I did wrong, but if I make you angry , you can tell me and I will change it."

Tang San spoke sincerely and solemnly, which made Meng Jiang suddenly feel sad. She opened her mouth and sighed: "I didn't give birth to——"

The rest of her words were blocked by Tang San's finger that touched her lips: "Ajiang, please listen to me first. Maybe you are not angry, but if it is my hesitation that makes you sad, then I am wrong, because you are My family, I should not make you sad, but should make you happy forever. And..."

When he said this, he suddenly felt uncomfortable. He put down his hand, paused for a moment, and then said, "If after many years, Ajaan, you don't find someone you like, then, then..."

The rest of the words were hard to say given Tang San's temperament. His ears and neck turned red, and his eyes were evasive, not daring to meet Meng Jiang's eyes.

"Then what?" Meng Jiang asked, her tone calm and a little teasing, but the secretly clenched fingers revealed the nervousness in her heart...and a hint of dark excitement, "Then...be my love? "

Tang San's face turned even redder, and he turned around completely, no longer looking at her.

Meng Jiang narrowed his eyes, bit his lip and chuckled, hooked Tang San's arm and whispered next to his ear: "If you say such things to me like this and at this time, you will make me suspect that you are a lolicon." oh."

Her voice was vague, as if separated by a layer of unclear fog, and even her eyes became distant, so the thick ink color easily covered up the turbulent waves in her eyes for a moment.

"Loli?" Tang San was confused, and stiffened because of Meng Jiang's approach.

"It refers to little girls over six years old and under twelve years old."

"How, how is it possible?!" Tang San was furious in an instant, "How could I like such a young child? I'm not a pervert."

"I say this because, because you and I are already adults inside."

Meng Jiang smiled softly again. She seemed to see the possibility of taking this light as her own, as long as she worked harder...

She wanted to say something else, but the ghost net three system suddenly bubbled up: "A teacher is here, Miss Meng Jiang. If you don't want to be suspected of having a love affair at a young age, please leave here quickly."

Meng Jiang frowned and pulled Tang San up: "A teacher is here, let's go back first."

"Okay." Tang San held Meng Jiang's hand with his backhand and nodded in agreement.