lame brain

Fang Weiming didn't know that the person had doubted him for a while, because not long after the start of school, President Fang, who was burdened with heavy responsibilities, was crowded together with things in the department and in the class, and he was so busy that he almost flew away. The subject's incomparably deep face can only be taken out of my heart every day when it touches the soft pillow on the bed in the small rented apartment, and I think about it quietly, and then I met Zhou Gong before I put it back.

Their school is full-time, and basically all students in the school must live on campus without special circumstances, and then allow boarding students to go home once every two weeks, but students are not allowed to leave the school for one day on two weeks, and two weeks are divided into one small On a week, a big week, the whole school has classes on Saturdays. Generally, there are two classes in Chinese and Mathematics and six classes a day. Six was also called "Black Saturday" by classmates.On Sundays, I have to go to self-study in the morning, and the school gate is opened after [-]:[-] pm to allow boarding students to go out for a while, but because the school is built in a very quiet suburb, taxis can’t get here at all, and it’s half a bus ride The days passed again, and many people chose to stay in the dormitory.You can go home after the exam on Saturday afternoon, but in fact, you can only stay at home for one night. The next day, you barely sleep in and have to get up and go back to school for evening self-study, because the school rules must be in Back to school by five o'clock.

Fang Weiming's school has notoriously strict regulations. Parents are not allowed to enter the school gates. Some girls have to carry their large and small bags back to the dormitory that is far away from the school gates. If they are unlucky, they will have to Climbing up to the fourth floor with big bags and small bags, usually to the dormitory, the door of the dormitory is almost useless as soon as you enter the door, and it is useless to have a boyfriend with infinite strength. He can only help to the door of the dormitory, and the distance to the fourth floor is up to you Carry.

The school has strict rules, many exams and frequent rankings, but at the same time, there are many activities in the department, and it is also fun to play. It has witnessed the students from one generation to the next to spend their colorful youth life here. , maybe when everyone leaves their alma mater or returns to their alma mater after graduation and looks at the gilt characters pasted on the school gate, they will feel emotional.

A student once compared this full-time school to a huge cage in a post bar. Each of them is a prisoner in prison, and the parents who occasionally come to wait at the school gate are separated by The iron fence of the school gate seems to be visiting the families of the prisoners.

Although some are inappropriate, but the image is extremely, so the spread is quite wide.

For Fang Weiming, he is probably a person who got out of this cage from the very beginning.

He applied for a day study before entering the military training in his freshman year of high school. After being persuaded by the class teacher and others during the military training, he still insisted on the day study, and finally got the stamp after the military training was over.

There is a community not far from the main entrance of the school. Because of the shortage of housing in the school district, most people in the community choose to rent out the houses they own to students to earn rent, which is very profitable.

If you want to rent a house that is cheaper and has no decoration, that is, a house with a cement floor, although Fang Weiming can't say that he has a lot of money, it is not too little. He is renting a The finished finished house on the second floor, this small apartment can be regarded as a kind of conscience in the finished house. It is equipped with kitchen utensils, TV lamps, desks, microwave ovens and other furniture and appliances. The floor is also reddish-brown parquet floor. After some cleaning and tidying up, it feels like a cozy little home.

Because of the impact of the opposite school in this community, many families have opened small shops in the garage below them, such as barber shops, small vegetable markets, fruit shops, etc. The most popular one is the one opened by the family closest to the school. The milk tea shop, because of its unique interior decoration and free WIFI, has attracted a group of student parties who come to relax during small and big Sundays.

Fang Weiming returned to the small nest after school this day to cook some meals, and after a simple dinner, he skillfully cleaned up the dishes, turned off the lights, windows and doors, and prepared to go back to school for evening self-study.

He came out of the building, on the way to the gate, and when he was about to walk out of the three-way road at the gate, Squad Leader Fang, who was looking straight at the road, was stopped by a familiar voice.

The voice went from the ear to the brain nerve area, almost all the way past. Fang Weiming immediately sensed the owner of the voice from the blood blue that he was about to lose again. Looking at the direction of the voice, it was indeed Jiang Yeqing's familiar figure.

"Hey, it really is you." Jiang Yeqing, who came to walk side by side with him, glanced at him.

Fang Weiming kept his eyes on his nose and his heart, and remained silent.

Fang Weiming's heart: Unexpectedly, I met him. Is this...fate, fate?

Fortunately, Jiang Yeqing didn't think that this high-cold academic bully would reply him, and continued, "Have you always only had this outfit?" He pointed to the white shirt and jeans on his body, and was called a male god by Pooh's support team. With the standard configuration, the face looks a little half-smile.

Fang Weiming glanced at the clothes on his body, and couldn't help but think of a closet of the same clothes and pants in the room. His heart was at a loss, and his face was very cold.

Apart from calculating how long his blood blue can last, he basically relies on instinct to support his walking, so he doesn't know that Boss Jiang next to him has been staring at the lunch box in his hand for a long time.

Because the campus was built in the suburbs, most of the students gathered in the cafeteria or dormitory at this point, and most of the people in the community were at home, so there were no people around them, not even a car that occasionally drove by.

Fang Weiming's heart: only, only the two of them, if the heart beats faster, will it be heard...will it be heard...will not be heard...will it be heard...

For the time being, Jiang Yeqing didn't have the ability to see that the person next to him was on the verge of madness. He coveted a few more glances at the faintly fragrant food in the lunch box. His stomach seemed to have not had time to finish his meal. It protested convulsively twice, as if it was about to make a sound to show that the owner ignored it.

Although he had some doubts about the edibleness of this food, he still began to wonder how he could take two bites from his love rival in the state of killing each other.

Jiang Yeqing comforted himself: successfully snatching food from his love rival is also a kind of victory, and if it is not delicious, it is also a way to beat his love rival.

But he never thought that he who has been in front of the young master has never even touched the kitchen, let alone cooking, and lost from the beginning.

As Boss Jiang was walking, a flash of inspiration suddenly appeared in his rusty head.

"Want to drink milk tea?"

At this moment, Fang Weiming, whose head was even rustier than Jiang Yeqing: Huh?

Slowly, he glanced calmly at Jiang Yeqing's milk tea with a straw stuck in it, "Shuangpin milk green, with pudding and pearls added, let me drink it for you, I have another cup. "He shook the unopened milk tea in his other hand.

Fang Weiming, who hadn't reacted yet, caught the milk tea he handed to him in a daze. Well, it was still hot, so warm, just like his heart now... He subconsciously went up to take a sip, pudding and pearls They rolled into the mouth together, and there was a light green tea fragrance between the lips and teeth.

Jiang Yeqing, who was next to him, suddenly thought of something when he saw the straw, and wanted to stop him, but seeing that he had already drunk, he put down his hand.

Jiang Yeqing: Forgot, I took a sip of that cup when I came out.

He murmured and opened the unopened one in his hand. He turned his head and saw Squad Leader Fang. He didn't know whether it was because of the posture of holding a hot drink or the faint blush on his face after drinking hot milk tea. Then I thought of what I saw when he blocked the stairs that day...

Slightly nicer...

What the hell is he thinking!

Boss Jiang, who had gone astray in his thinking and was almost knocked down by his love rival's appearance, slapped himself hard in his heart twice.

Jiang Yeqing, who came back, looked at Fang Weiming and stopped after just two sips. After thinking for a while, he handed over the cup in his hand, "I forgot for a while, I took a sip of that cup before, if you don't like it, drink this cup. Take a cup, this cup has never been opened."

Fang Weiming, who was dazed after losing blood and blue, was suddenly hit by a thunderbolt: Hmm? ? ?

Jiang Yeqing saw that he was still aloof to the end, so he couldn't get angry. After all, he was someone who drank his milk tea. He didn't give him a word. It was really difficult to serve him. He has a particularly good temper, and you must know that he usually looks down on this kind of "male god" who pretends to be too much!So the person next to him who was called "the god of gods" by those girls has always been at the top of his list of dislikes.

Jiang Yeqing saw that he was still holding Fan there, so he took it directly. Who would have thought that this man's hand is quite strong, and he couldn't move it. Unexpectedly, this person looks like a small butcher, and he is still a little bit It's hard, but since he wants to drink the rest of the glass, let's drink it, he doesn't mind, what else does he mind.Jiang Yeqing thought about the two old men who used to play basketball with his brother sweating all over. When he was thirsty, no one cared about the other. They all just looked at who had mineral water and grabbed it directly.

Alas, Boss Jiang thought, it's all because the squad leader is prettier than the girls, and he doesn't want to be clean. He subconsciously thinks he has some cleanliness or something like that.

In fact, Fang Weiming, who is really obsessed with cleanliness, is still looping in his froze mind: ... can't put it away, his new collection, he can't put it away even if he dies!

Jiang Yeqing re-opened the milk tea in his hand and drank it. He felt that the atmosphere was much more harmonious. He was reluctant to let the milk tea be too delicious, but Zhao Fuyong had no part to drink, but who told him not to come, you must know this There are many emergencies in the world, but he can't be blamed.

The shrewd Boss Jiang felt that the time was almost up, and he would be in the classroom soon, so he spoke.

【small theater】

Guan Yanqing: Our Pooh is really...why a certain lame man fell down before he had time to tease him, dad was so anxious to death!Come on, Pooh!

Jiang Erbao: (touching his nose and laughing) Don't think about it, it has been planted for ten years, and he won't be able to thrive in this life.

Fang Weiming: (inside) (*/ω＼*)