his fangs

So when Zeng Yang smacked his lips and opened the door with a little dissatisfaction in his heart, Shao Dihua and him looked at each other and said sincerely: "Studies say that a person can form a habit in 28 days, do you have anything to question?"

Zeng Yang didn't understand what he was talking about. He was confused but still answered seriously: "We respect the research results of all national research scholars. But why are you asking this?"

Shao Dihua, who had no match, nodded, "I have some doubts, but I won't say anything." Then he didn't say much, and walked in without looking sideways.

It's been more than a year, and he still can't get used to these two people who show affection all the time.

Zeng Yang was at a loss in the back: What's wrong with you?

Zhou Xin put away the last stroke, and greeted Shao Dihua while looking at the newly completed painting.

Zeng Yang coughed twice, put aside his doubts and winked artificially at Shao Dihua, who reprimanded him secretly, but still spoke with a wink, and said dryly to Zhou Xin: "The painting is not bad, it is better than Yangzai .”

Zhou Xin felt that the last sentence empathized with him, so he nodded, "I think so too."

Zeng Yang: "..."

Zeng Yang pressed Shao Dihua to sit down, took the notebook, "What about the bastard?"

It was a normal question, but Shao Dihua showed an indescribable expression after hearing it.

After two seconds of silence, he sighed and said, "You must have been abducted by the uncle of the building."

Zeng Yangzhou and Xin paused in unison when they took the book.

Then I heard Shao Dihua say: "I'm sorry, I was just kidding."

"..."

Zeng Yang raised the book in his hand, making a gesture to slap him.

Shao Dihua hurriedly coughed, and said calmly: "Don't make trouble, let's get back to business and talk about why Master Tang Bai committed such a crime."

Zeng Yang rolled his eyes and sat down.

"Isn't there a noodle shop on Beimen Street? Besides the students, there are other customers." Shao Dihua said slowly, "I didn't like it very much before, but something happened this time, so I guess it should be closed for a while. It was a while. There were a lot of customers at noon today, so a man who claimed to be the parent of a student sneaked in. He walked very quickly, as if there was something urgent, and he arrived at the teaching building in 2 minutes, just in time to meet the building manager who was about to get off work. "

"At that time, get out of class was over, and Tang Bai and I were going to the cafeteria."

"He ran past a few students and rushed towards the building manager. Tang Bai felt something was wrong, so he passed."

"Fortunately, that person only targeted the building chief and didn't hurt other students, otherwise things would explode."

"But I don't know if you left. Tang Bai didn't know whether he was possessed or something in the past two days. He went to the building manager after class and said he wanted to exchange some feelings. I think he was full and went to the building for no reason. Long, people still don’t pay much attention to him.”

"Holding around, something's going wrong now."

"However, he was lucky that he didn't get a big hole. The teacher gave him two days off to rest and calm his emotions, so as not to scare him out of illness."

"And then disappeared at night."

After saying that, Shao Dihua shrugged, and finally concluded: "Maybe I went to play with the building chief again."

Zeng Yang was puzzled: "Since when did he get so close to Uncle Lou?"

Shao Dihua spread his hands, but he didn't know either.

After listening to the call, Zhou Xin rubbed his chin... It seems that Tang Bai, this fanboy, is quite distracted.

"What about the man?"

"He was taken to the police station by the security guards. It may take a few days to find out the cause of the incident."

"Tsk."

"It's over, then I'm going back to the dormitory." Shao Dihua got up.

Zeng Yang looked serious and thoughtful, and ignored him.

"That's right." Shao Dihua turned back when he turned to leave, looked at Zeng Yang and said, "Do you still want to be the chairman of the student union?"

Zeng Yang returned to his senses, "Huh?", smacked his lips and said, "It depends."

Shao Dihua: "How to say?"

Zeng Yang: "I didn't want to go at first. At that time, Mr. Jiang kept persuading me, saying that it would be good to compete for one place or another. You also know that although I am such a good person, it is not good to push things that I am not interested in. Just reject her directly, and just talk about it and think about it." But because of concerns about Zhou Xin, he didn't take it seriously at all.

But now... He paused, looked at Zhou Xin: "Now, it depends on your mood."

Shao Dihua was speechless at first, not paying attention to his narcissism, and then couldn't help but said: "Then say goodbye."

Zeng Yang paused and knocked on the table: "What do you mean?"

Shao Dihua hesitated for a while, and said, "Xiang Miner asked me for a favor, she also wants to compete, and if you win, she will have no chance." His expression became a little embarrassed, "Well, you also know about her family's situation Special, although this position has little effect on our future development, but she is different from us, she needs a lot of opportunities for self-training."

He shrugged and looked at Zeng Yang: "...So, let's understand?"

Zeng Yang narrowed his eyes: "...I don't really want to know."

However, Shao Dihua's ear leaked: "Good brother, that's it. Anyway, you don't lack a chairman position. It would be great to let other people who can play a better role, and open up a path for talents. The party and the organization will definitely pay for you. Feel the tears come to my eyes.”

Zeng Yang raised his eyebrows and was about to speak, but Shao Dihua turned around and interrupted: "Okay, I'm done talking, then I'll go back."

At the end of the sentence, afraid that Zeng Yang would chase him out, he closed the door like a whirlwind and left.

Zeng Yang looked at Zhou Xin with a tongue in his mouth, "I was threatened by people who forgot their friends."

Zhou Xin copied the notes without raising his head: "Oh."

Zeng Yang: "..."

Zeng Yang covered his book, intending to be a demon.

Zhou Xin had no choice but to push his hand away, "Okay, are you immature or not? Don't make a fuss, you have class tomorrow, and you have to make up the notes you left behind, and if you make a fuss, I'll throw you out."

He failed several times as a demon, until Zhou Xin snorted and bit his lips at last, Zeng Yang finally calmed down to copy notes honestly and humbly, touching the wound while copying, hissing, "How can you be so cruel?" Where is my heart..."

However, after Zhou Xin licked the wound a few times before going to bed at night, Zeng Yang's full of resentment dissipated in an instant, and he sat on the same bed with Zhou Xin contentedly, and fell asleep soundly with his arms around him.

the next morning.

The morning reading class on Wednesday is English.

At 29 minutes, the uncle standing at the entrance of the corridor looked around the empty surroundings again, tapped the seam of his straight trousers lightly with his fingertips, and frowned slightly.

The minute hand of the watch jumps half a circle, and it will be locked in 30 seconds.

The building manager withdrew his gaze, took out the key and prepared to close the door.

"Wait wait wait!"

Panting anxious shouts from far to near.

With a frown, he put the key back in his pocket calmly.

"Uncle, uncle! Wait, don't close the door!" Tang Bai stepped up the steps in two steps, and reminded loudly: "Don't close the door, don't close the door, don't close the door..."

The building chief turned his left foot slightly, looked sideways at the person coming, and said indifferently: "It's okay, there's still time."

"Ah 3Q3Q!" Tang Bai looked up at him, paused for a few seconds, panting, "Hey, good morning, uncle."

Mo Changlou nodded, his ink-like eyes reflected the tall and green figure of the young man in the morning light, he smiled faintly, and replied, "Good morning, classmate Tang Bai."