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Gu Erli hurried back, and saw that Fu Lang and Lin Zeyong had gone a long way.

He yelled to wait for me, rushed forward and hugged Lin Zeyong's shoulder.

He didn't dare hug Fu Lang's shoulders, fearing that an elbow would be thrown on his face, and the old wound would become a new one.

There is a five-meter-wide road between the teaching building and the dormitory.

There were snack sellers on both sides of the road, and the three of them went to buy a meatloaf to eat, and Gu Erli rushed up to pay for it.

Holding the meatloaf, Fu Lang tilted his head and glanced at him: "Hey, you are interesting. Paying the bill is like rushing into battle. I'm afraid that others will snatch it from you?"

Gu Erli took a bite of the pancake and said, "Please come over to help me, you two, please feel free to take a look."

"What's the matter? There's so much money and no place to spend it?" Fu Lang patted him on the shoulder, "Why do you get money so quickly for business?"

Gu Erli raised his head and said, "Cowherd."

Fu Lang clicked his tongue: "The righteous way in the world is vicissitudes."

Gu Erli is a fool with a lot of money. I heard that he basically changed his girlfriends every two months during college, and there were groups of girls rushing towards him.

Qin Yue is so shrewd, he is such a stupid local tyrant.

The three ate and walked, parted ways with Lin Zeyong, and then returned to the dormitory.

As soon as Fu Lang came back, he saw a message from Wan Lai Wusheng's president, in addition to reminding him, he also asked him why his account was blocked.

It has become a common phenomenon in the industry that Fu Lang's account is blocked, and he will play off every time he drives.Then build a trumpet again and make a comeback.

So his fans are extremely mobile.

Fu Lang has a group, which he established himself back then.The name of the group is Happy Caravan Suona Blowing and Singing Troupe, and the hardcore fans in the group are all old fans who joined him when he first entered the cv circle.

Every time he posted on Weibo, he would go to the group and say it again: "Little ghosts, your account has been blocked, please move quickly."

A group of people wailed and said it was exciting, and ran to the newly opened account to squat and drive obediently.

Fu Lang always thought that his fans were pretty good, and he didn't know what they liked about him.

As soon as this news was posted, it was brushed up by a group of people.

Fu Lang couldn't hold back and sent another message: "Don't spoil me too much."

Otherwise, my tail will stick to the sky.

"I'm used to you!"

"High-profile contracting."

"Hold Susu and don't let go."

He basically reads group messages every day, but he doesn't know how to reply.

Not long ago, the website said that he was invited to participate in the dubbing of some animation, but Fu Lang thought about it and refused.

Firstly, he likes this just because of interest, and also because he has no intention of doing these things as a career at all.

That said, he doesn't want to be a voice actor at all.

He has been rebellious since he was a child. When he filled out his volunteer application, his parents asked him to study politics and law, and then take the civil service exam.Fu Lang chose a photography major, and Fu Yingliang was so angry that he almost didn't fight him.

He has his own opinions since he was a child.

After reading the news, he turned off his cell phone, and Fu Lang got up to take a shower.

Walking to the desk, he couldn't help but glanced at Gu Erli, who was lying on the desk doing his homework seriously.

It turned out to be an English paper.

Gu Erli even wore a pair of gold-rimmed eyes in a decent way, looking very gentle and scum.

"Fuck?" The corner of Fu Lang's mouth twitched, "Are you nearsighted?"

Gu Erli looked up at him, and pushed the frame on his nose: "Plain mirror, no prescription."

Fu Lang: "..."

"I chased a girl before, and I especially like boys who are bullies. So I went to get a pair of glasses." Gu Erli explained.

"Then why are you pretending to be cowardly in the dormitory?" Fu Langte gave him a speechless look.

"I always feel that wearing glasses to do homework is more inspirational." Gu Erli clamped the carbon pen between his index finger and middle finger, slightly bent his knuckles, and the pen was wrapped around his hand, which was quite impressive. Turn around and return to the original position.

"Then have you found any inspiration?" Fu Lang looked around, but there was not a single word written on a paper.

"I'm so annoying." Gu Erli scratched his eyebrows and said, "I got stuck on the first question, and I read it for a fifth of the fucking time, so I went back and read it. I read it back and forth several times, but I didn't understand what it meant. It must be It’s because the words printed on this paper are too dense, and I’m suffering from trysophobia when I read them, and I can’t concentrate at all.”

Fu Lang took away the test paper, picked it up and took a look. Next to the first question, there was a large blank space, on which Gu Erli drew five small people holding hands, lumpy stick figures, and one standing in the middle. With her hips on her hips, she looked particularly awesome.

"What is this?" Fu Lang pointed to him and asked.

"S Big Dream Team, just our five-member basketball team. You can't even tell it looks so similar. The one in the middle is me!" After Gu Erli finished speaking, he knelt down.

"You're deadly." Fu Lang put his hand to his chin and glanced at him, not to mention that he looked alike.

"Hey, I just saw a set of basketball uniforms on Hupu. It's very handsome. You know the HS of AND1? I ordered five sets from the Internet. When the time comes, the five of us will wear them and stop there. No need to fight. I've already won in terms of momentum, let me tell you. Just wait and see, when the time comes, the little girl outside the court will definitely be crying because of our handsomeness."

After speaking for a while, Gu Erli was so happy that his glasses almost didn't fall off.

Fu Lang leaned over to take off his glasses, pulled out the chair and sat down in front of him, spread out the paper and said, "Don't worry about the basketball game, just finish this paper. I'll teach you."

The exam in December, now it only takes two months and a few days to review. According to the level of care, it is estimated that it will hit the street again.

Gu Erli raised his head and glanced at him in surprise: "Yo, thank you. I'll treat you to a big meal later."

Fu Lang took a pen from the pen holder, tapped the test paper and said, "Don't talk nonsense."

Invite people to a big meal every now and then, in order to win over friends and maintain relationships.Fu Lang suddenly felt that Gu Erli's living environment was somewhat similar to his.

Gu Erli saw that Fu Lang had a serious poker face, and immediately became serious. He nodded at him and called out, "Teacher Fu."

"You translate this sentence first." Fu Lang stroked a big stroke and drew a magnificent curve on the paper.

"Is this a fucking sentence?" Gu Erli frowned and took a closer look at the table.

Momojiji turned around for a long time, but didn't find a fart.

"What's the matter?" Fu Lang crossed his legs and watched the story meeting, and asked him when he saw that he hadn't moved for a long time.

"There is a word that looks familiar to me but I don't know it." Gu Erli said.

"Fight it."

"Buddha is happy."

"What?" Fu Lang didn't hear what spell he was reciting, so he approached him with a frown and said, "Say it again."

"It's like a joy." Gu Erli held a pen and wrote a big "fill" on the paper.

"Your uncle." Fu Lang couldn't hold back and slapped him on the head, "It was on purpose."

Gu Erli also punched him back: "It's just a joke, you don't have a sense of humor at all."

"This is a junior high school vocabulary, don't tell me you don't know it." Fu Lang put on the glasses on the table casually, and wrote fill again.

The writing method is very fancy, the "f" is inclined at 45 degrees, and it is a standard fancy English font.This font Gu Erli has only seen in movies.

However, Fu Lang just drew it with a single tick, as if playing around.

At this moment, Gu Erli looked at the paper and suddenly felt that the teacher had a handsome guy.

"Hey, do you want to learn?" Fu Lang stretched out his middle finger and flicked his forehead lightly, looking at him calmly.

"A little bit." Gu Erli nodded, grabbed his hand from the table and said, "You can teach me by hand."

Gu Erli's palm was warm, soft, and exuded warmth.

Fu Lang was stunned for two or three seconds, then got up and stood behind his chair, leaned down slightly to cover him, and held his right hand instead.

Feeling that Fu Lang was behind him and breathing past his ears, Gu Erli only felt a little strange, his whole body was uncomfortable, and his face was flustered with embarrassment.

"Straighten your wrists." Fu Lang's low and steady voice came from behind and got into his collar.

Gu Erli had goosebumps on the back of his neck, and when his ears became hot, his whole body felt numb and numb as if he had been electrocuted.

Looking at it from Fu Lang's perspective, it is his very crisp and neat shoulder curve, which moves like a broken mountain range, cutting with a knife and axe, with a sense of sharpness and strength.

Gu Erli leaned over, stretched his neck, and looked at the words on the paper seriously.

Fu Lang's Adam's apple twitched, but he couldn't help it, and put his hand on it.Gently touched his shoulder.

"Hold?"

Gu Erli suddenly turned his head and gave Fu Lang a look. Because of his excitement, he brought his pen down the table.

Fu Lang stuffed the pen into the back of his collar, pretending to be calm: "The reaction is so big? As for?"

After saying this, he turned his head and left.

"I'm going to take a shower. You finished the paper. I'll go to school tomorrow and check some key words for you to recite."

Gu Erli felt the carbon pen slide down his spine and fell on the chair with a crisp click.

The reaction is so big, as for?

Not so much.