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As the early bell rang, a song of heroic loyalty to the country echoed in every corner of the campus, awakening the sleeping No. [-] Middle School.

Just like boiling water in a pot is slowly boiling, a string of bubbles grow from small to large, whistling and rising, and the sound becomes louder.Behind each dormitory door, voices, footsteps, and washing sounds are mixed together, forming different but similar scenes, and the empty campus has regained its vitality.

In dormitory 412, Ma Xiaoyu just woke up, hugged the quilt and sat on the bed for a while, the slowness and laziness of a good night's sleep gradually separated from his body and mind, and his mind gradually became clear. bed, walked to the opposite bed and looked inside.

The singing outside was loud, Feng Jianning slept in a bold and unrestrained posture, and fell asleep unshakably.

Ma Xiaoyu pushed his head, Feng Jianning moved his body, fell asleep for a second and didn't respond.Ma Xiaoyu took an unused brush from the pen container on the table, wrote a few big characters on his face, scratched his nose, and then scratched his neck.

Feng Jianning hugged the quilt and rolled from side to side, but unfortunately the bed was too small to avoid, and complained indistinctly.He was entangled by a big bug in his sleep. This bug was really annoying. Not only did it crawl around his face, but it even took care of the tip of his nose and neck.He was overwhelmed by the disturbance, and raised his hand to "slap" it was a slap.

Well, he woke himself up by patting himself, he covered his face bitterly, and opened his eyes with difficulty.

Ma Xiaoyu: "Don't fall asleep again, I'm going to brush my teeth."

Feng Jianning wiped the corners of his eyes from lack of sleep and tears streaming down his face, and his voice was hoarse and sleepy: "Don't sleep, don't sleep."

Zhou Mingchen was at the sink, washing his face with a wet towel, and saw Ma Xiaoyu coming over to make way for him: "Can Jianning get up again?"

Ma Xiaoyu nodded helplessly, took the water cup and began to rinse his mouth.

Cheng Xi came out of the bathroom, washed his hands carefully and dried them, sat at the table and took out the vocabulary book, read in a low voice, and drew a few letters on the table from time to time.

After Zhou Mingchen finished washing and draining the water and came out of the bathroom, Feng Jianning finally defeated himself, crawled off the bed like a walking corpse, walked to the sink with his eyes closed, splashed water on his face with both hands.

The cool water made him less sleepy, and the water droplets splashed onto Ma Xiaoyu who was next to him. Ma Xiaoyu picked up a handful of water and returned to him, tiptoeing away from him: "Be careful."

Feng Jianning didn't dodge or dodge, squeezed the toothpaste, and responded perfunctorily: "Okay, okay."

Zhou Mingchen filled half a glass of water, and it was exactly [-]:[-]. He picked up his schoolbag, walked over to knock on Chengxi's chair in two steps, and said to the two unhurried people in the bathroom, "Hurry up, you two, Let's go to the dining hall first."

Feng Jianning poked his head sideways, and the speed was much faster than getting up: "It's still the same, I want a bean bun, two barbecued pork buns, and a box of pure milk, you know the brand."

Zhou Mingchen looked at Ma Xiaoyu again, Ma Xiaoyu smiled gently, his delicate facial features became more obedient and polite: "I want a steamed bun, two deep-fried dough sticks, and a cup of soy milk, thank you."

"You're welcome." Zhou Mingchen waved his hand.

Feng Jianning also took time out of his busy schedule to casually blow him a kiss: "Thanks for your hard work!"

Cheng Xi silently listened to the conversation of several people, put away his things, and followed Zhou Mingchen out of the dormitory door one after the other.

After washing up, Feng Jianning stuffed the pens and erasers scattered on the table into the pencil case, and asked, "Hey, do you feel that the relationship between those two has grown by leaps and bounds?"

Ma Xiaoyu laughed, which was too slow: "You just realized that the two of them have a good understanding."

Zhou Mingchen himself didn't realize that since he returned to school last time, he and Cheng Xi have been going in and out together, and the relationship between nodding acquaintances has begun to change qualitatively.

As the political textbooks say, qualitative change is developed from quantitative change.At the beginning, the two were tired of seeing each other, and they were slow to crawl like snails. They helped each other first, and stayed together day and night. They took advantage of the right time, place, and harmony. In the eyes of onlookers, the friendship between the two was indeed advancing day by day.

Such development is not accidental, but the two personalities and the way of getting along.

The learning progress is similar, and the two have a lot of common words in this regard. Occasionally, they exchange learning methods and problem-solving skills with each other, and both feel that they have benefited a lot.

And Cheng Xi doesn't talk much, always has a cold face, and doesn't like to take the initiative to talk to people.It may be a shortcoming for others, but it is just right for Zhou Mingchen.When the two stayed together, Zhou Mingchen's ears were clean, and he didn't need to speak when he didn't want to speak. Cheng Xi also read his book quietly, and when he wanted to speak, he could say whatever he wanted, and Cheng Xi would listen attentively.

Of course, there will be times when the two of them can't understand each other. Mostly Zhou Mingchen is making fun of him. He turns his head and looks confused. .This trick has been tried and tested.Zhou Mingchen felt that it was contradictory to say that Cheng Xi was boring, but he was also very interesting.

In fact, Cheng Xi is not completely ignorant of these.

People with a cold face and a warm heart are born with exquisite thoughts, and Cheng Xi is the same. No matter how keen his observation is, even if he can't react for a while, he can guess most of it from the smile on the corners of Zhou Mingchen's eyes and brows. Don't hide your joking intentions.Just looking at the young man's quietly proud expression, Cheng Xi's unreasonable apex of heart is soft, and the corners of his mouth will unconsciously have a smile like a mountain breeze.

Since he likes it, don't expose it, just let him go.Just like a lyric: Although the heart feels something, it is also puzzled.

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The dormitory eats together, and the four have different tastes.Feng Jianning doesn't like anything spicy or meaty.Ma Xiaoyu likes light food and doesn't like meat.Zhou Mingchen accepted everything as it was ordered, as long as it tasted good.

At lunch, looking at Cheng Xi's plate of stir-fried pork with green peppers and Chinese cabbage, Feng Jianning held his chin in both hands to watch him take a bite of each dish, and couldn't help asking: "Cheng Xiaoxi, you order this again, why do you keep eating these few dishes? Don't you feel tired of eating it every day?"

Cheng Xi swallowed the food in his mouth, and gave him a strange look: "No, it's delicious."

Feng Jianning didn't believe it, so he took a bite out of his chopsticks and tasted it carefully, then began to doubt his own sense of taste: "This is ordinary Chinese cabbage, nothing special, the salt is a little light."

Ma Xiaoyu: "Everyone has his or her favorite turnip and green vegetables, as long as Cheng Xi likes it."

Zhou Mingchen is a little lost. He is not a persistent person. He likes to try new things since he was a child, and he also regards this habit as a way to enrich himself. The playlist must be updated every day. He only plays each game for a while, and there are not many friends for a long time. .

Cheng Xi is completely opposite to him. Once he likes it, it will last for years and months. The same is true for reading, food, and friends.Perhaps it is because of this that he is so cold, not easy to get along with others, not easy to like.What I like about him lies in his companionship.

Zhou Mingchen used to regard this kind of temperament as a kind of complacency, and felt that if he lived like this, he would miss many people.But now she feels a little bit of Cheng Xi's long-term affection.He has been searching, just like a fisherman on the river who has been wandering for many years and has gone through thousands of sails, but he can't settle down.And Cheng Xi found his favorite thing early on, but it was simple, but his heart was full.