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For most of the students who are tossing in the sea of ​​study every day, the October one-day holiday is undoubtedly a rare time to relax, but for people like Sha Ou who can’t wait to count 28 hours a day, it is hard-won Free, self-directed learning moments that can be completely relaxed.

At eight o'clock in the morning, Sha Ou sat in front of the desk on time, took out the holiday papers brought back from Lu Weiming yesterday, and began to concentrate on doing homework.

The practice papers were all made by the teachers of No. 150 Middle School independently, and the inspection of knowledge points was relatively concentrated. An hour later, Shaou finished two [-]-question English multiple-choice test papers, and his phone suddenly vibrated, indicating that there was new information.

Sha Ou took the phone casually, and saw the sender's name on the screen that hadn't turned off automatically.

——Peter Pan.

The name was changed by Sha Ou on a whim before going to bed when he came back from work last night. Originally, the characters to be typed were more in line with Lu Weiming's "Hot Blood Two Hundred and Five", but the second before his fingertips touched the screen, he was so blessed that he still gave it to him. A good reputation at the same table.

After clicking on the message, Xiaoou quickly browsed the content, and after ten seconds, as if he couldn't believe what he saw, he read it again.

Hot Blooded Peter Pan:

Send warmth in the morning——

"In other words, a little duck confessed to a chicken, and the little duck said, "I really like you, and I can die for you!" ", Chick replied indifferently - "You don't have to, duck. "

Sandgull: "..."

Rarely, his brain froze for a few seconds, and it took a while before he reacted with a numb face. This may be a cold joke.

...really, it's cold.

At this time, the phone rang suddenly, completely awakening Sha Ou's nerves that were so frozen that he almost lost his ability to think.

Picking up the phone, Lu Weiming's enthusiastic voice came directly to his ear from the other end of the phone before he could say "Hello", "Have you received the message?"

Sha Ou: "...received."

Lu Weiming: "Is it funny? Hahahaha... I searched the Internet all morning, and I specially chose the one that I think is the funniest and sent it to you. How is it? It works well!"

One morning, the funniest... The corner of Sha Ou's mouth twitched unconsciously, in order not to hit his self-entertaining low-smile soul as much as possible, he still bit the bullet and said: "Well, it's quite... .It's very interesting."

"Really?" Lu Weiming was obviously encouraged by his spirit, and immediately expressed his opinion: "I didn't expect the two of us to have such a tacit understanding, and even our jokes are so consistent, then it will be much easier. From now on, there will be three hours in the morning and noon every day." Duan, your brother Lu turned into a happy little angel and personally spread the fire of happiness for you, remember to check the information!"

"What, what..." Sha Ou never expected that there would be a follow-up to this matter. In order to avoid the continuous development of the embarrassing plot, he subconsciously refused and said, "...No need, it's too, too troublesome ,and......"

"And our jokes are really not on the same channel." When it came to his lips, he temporarily changed it to: "Besides, I'm not used to looking at my phone often."

"Oh." Lu Weiming is born with the ability to turn everything into a big heart, "Then you get used to it from today!"

Sandgull: "..."

He was sincerely speechless for a while, and finally couldn't help asking: "Why do you send me this kind of message every day?"

Lu Weiming replied as a matter of course: "In order to make you happier every day, no, this kind of thing should be done step by step, so the standard answer is, to make you happier every day than yesterday."

Sandgull: "..."

Lu Weiming is a typical straight-line thinking. Seeing that the other party did not respond, he explained to himself: "Look, if it is depression or sadness for you, these negative emotions are accumulated and precipitated in the past days. On the contrary, happiness and joy can also be obtained through this method. Three messages a day, each time you read one and laugh once, you can laugh 95 times in a year. If things go on like this, one day, the accumulated There will definitely be a time when the happiness value exceeds the sadness value, and at that time..." Lu Weiming stopped talking, and suddenly smiled "hehe", "Little white pigeon, then you will have a vast sea So much happiness, sadness and so on, have long since disappeared with the sea breeze blown by your Brother Lu himself."

Sandgull: "..."

Sha Ou seemed to lose his voice suddenly, and did not speak for a long time.

The not-so-bright sunlight in the morning came in through the window, depicting his lean and neat sideways lines. The young man sat at the table, maintaining the action of holding up the phone to answer the phone, motionless, as if the whole person had solidified into a statue of silent contemplation , the light in his eyes flickered, until Lu Weiming's suspicious "Hello" sound came from the phone, as if he was summoned back to consciousness again, the whole person trembled imperceptibly.

"Hmm." Sha Ou's Adam's apple rolled slightly, and said, "I'm listening."

Lu Weiming paused for half a second, and asked suspiciously, "...what's wrong with your voice?"

Sha Ou raised his other hand, pressed his sore eyes with thin white fingers, and his voice returned to nature: "It's okay, you...how did you learn so many tricks to coax little girls? Where am I going to practice?"

"..." Lu Weiming was silent for a moment, and mercilessly exposed him: "Your transfer of the topic is too blunt...You...I rely on you! You, you Didn't you feel moved by me, and suddenly feel embarrassed?! Hahahaha..."

Sandgull: "..."

In fact, there is really no need to say it.

He let out a deep breath, which was almost justified: "Honestly... I'm not as hypocritical as you think, you youth pain literature... well, the method of accumulating happiness, I ..."

Lu Weiming interrupted him forcefully: "What about you?"

Sha Ou chuckled and changed his words again: "...I will develop the habit of looking at my phone occasionally, so thank you."

"My brother, why are you being polite!" Lu Weiming finished the lengthy prefix, and then remembered another important point of today: "Oh, yes, I have contacted my classmates. Tomorrow at noon, come to be a guest at the same table!"

Sha Ou frowned subconsciously: "So fast?"

"Soon?" Lu Weiming said, "I've already slowed down, okay? If it wasn't a temporary decision for fear that everyone would not be able to get together, it would be at noon today!"

"......Fine."

"Also, and...well, try to bring the test papers you sent out during the holidays."

"???" Sha Ou hesitated for a moment, and tentatively said: "You..."

"It's not me!" Lu Weiming passionately tried to prove his innocence, "It's Su Shichao and the others who said that this test is too difficult. Without your standard answer as a reference, I don't know what to do, and I'm afraid it will affect my appetite!"

"Understood, I will try my best to finish it today."

It took nearly half an hour to make a phone call, which can be described as a strange experience that Shaou has never had before.

After hanging up the phone, he leaned back in the large wooden chair, resting his head on the back of the chair, seemingly in a completely relaxed posture, but actually looked at the chandelier hanging from the ceiling, and fell into quiet meditation again.

At six o'clock the next morning, the alarm clock rang on time.

Sha Yan also made up classes later than usual during the holidays. Mr. Sha was still enjoying the fun of fishing in the pond of Grandpa Zhang’s hometown and hadn’t come back yet. It stands to reason that Sha Ou could have a rare extra sleep.

He cut off the alarm clock on his phone, turned over, and the next second, before he could close his eyes, the ringtone rang again.

"..." Sha Ou sighed, and grabbed the phone speechlessly, it was indeed a message from Lu Weiming.

Also sent two consecutive.

Sha Ou clicked on the first item. The content of the message was a bus address. He searched it in his mind based on his memory. It seemed that it was in the northern suburbs of Fengyu City, not close to his home.Later, Lu Weiming explained: This is the nearest bus stop to my grandfather's house, and we meet at the stop at ten o'clock.

Sha Ou didn't say yes or no, and clicked on the second item casually.

——Sure enough, he was instantly shivered by the cold air rushing towards him.

This morning is warm——

The teacher said: "Students, if you think you are stupid, please stand up." The students looked at each other, but they were indifferent. Only one student stood up bravely!

Teacher: "Student, do you think you are stupid?"

Student: "No, sir, I just don't want you standing alone!"

Sandgull: "..."

He breathed slowly, and couldn't help thinking about it, if this, including the three "warmth in the world" that he had received yesterday, was told by Lu Weiming in front of him, what would be the effect? …

Probably, while struggling to keep the upward arc of the corner of his mouth from falling through, he was so embarrassed that he silently used his toes to grab a two-bedroom and one-living room on the ground...

Just, I really don't know where he searched for so many "sources of happiness" that hit the soul directly.

Or, is there really something wrong with my own jokes?

In deep self-doubt that he had never felt before, Sha Ou silently wrapped the little quilt around his body tightly.

After breakfast, Sha Ou briefly explained today's arrangements to Sha Yan. After listening to Sha Yan, Sha Ou obviously agreed to go to someone else's house as a guest, and even participated in this kind of class reunion activity. Surprised, suddenly amazed three times——

"Brother, you have changed!"

"But it's so nice!"

"Ah—what kind of warm little angel is Brother Weiming!"

Sandgull: "..."

This kind of misunderstanding is probably because you have not seen the collection of "little angels" jokes.

After tidying up properly, the two brothers went out together, Sha Yan went to school to make up lessons, and Sha Ou took the bus to the antique market.

He remembered that day in the woods, when chatting with Lu Weiming, he said that his grandfather was a landscape painter, so since it was the first time to visit, it was a necessary etiquette to bring a small gift to the elders.

The antique market in Fengyu City occupies a vast area. There are more than [-] stalls in operation alone. Old objects such as jewelry and jade, ancient books, calligraphy and paintings, and cultural relics are everywhere.

In the early morning, the antique market had just opened, and Shaou walked slowly through it, looking at the stalls on both sides.

Antiques are deep, he is not an expert, so naturally he doesn't know the way, but he doesn't have to look for some ancient treasures, after all, for a famous person like Lu Weiming's grandfather, I am afraid that he can really get his eyes on the objects. Very little.

After passing through several stalls, Shaou stopped in front of a stall that mainly deals in the Four Treasures of the Study.

The boss is a man in his 40s with a foreign accent. After looking shrewdly at Sha Ou, he asked with a smile, "Little brother, what are you looking for?"

Sha Ou picked up an inkstone on the wooden stand, looked it up and down a few times, and asked, "How do you sell this?"

The boss gave an exaggerated "Yohe" and said: "Good eyesight, little brother, this is a treasure, the authentic She inkstone, look at the grain direction of this She stone, the top-grade eyebrow pattern, which was dug out from the whole stone, even There is no broken mark! Look at the workmanship of this carving, isn’t it fine?”

Sha Ou interrupted him coldly, and asked again: "So how much is it?"

The boss grinned and stretched out three fingers: "One price, three thousand, you won't lose money."

Sha Ou weighed the inkstone, it was not light, and said lightly, "Five hundred."

The boss immediately frowned, and hurriedly bargained: "Five hundred? Five hundred is not enough for me to purchase! Take a good look, this is an ornamental inkstone, not an ordinary plain inkstone! Then what...you give me another price?" add a bit!"

Sha Ou looked indifferent, and said: "I know it's an ornamental inkstone—it's only five hundred. If it's a plain inkstone, I can buy five yuan."

"Hey! You..." The boss thought for a few seconds, then waved his hand: "It's worth it, I'll give you [-], just treat it as if you've opened an account for me!"

Sha Ou nodded, paid for the goods, and couldn't help sighing in his heart: It's so dangerous.

The original price was halved, and an additional two hundred was added at the end——

It seems that it is still necessary to look at the strategies on the Internet in advance to clear up the blind spots of knowledge!

Sha Ou carried the small bag with the inkstone in it, turned around and was about to leave, his eyes swept away inadvertently, and suddenly he was attracted by a cluster of sharp reflections on the corner of the booth, he paused slightly, and picked up the small blue colored glass object.

It is a cyan glass whistle, with a warm color and coolness to the bone.

"how much is this?"

"Yo! You are really a connoisseur!" The boss stretched out a thumb, not knowing whether to praise people or things, "This is the best thing in my stall. Look, this green glass Fineness, is it right? This is something from the Northern Wei Dynasty, look at this..."

Sha Ou raised his eyelids lightly, and said leisurely: "Glass craftsmanship was first recorded in Tang Dynasty. Whistles, moreover, bamboo vertical whistles, first appeared in Yuan Dynasty." Holding the little glass whistle with his fingertips, he smiled and said : "So you are indeed a treasure, and you will pass through by yourself."

boss:"......"

Wandering in the rivers and lakes, smashing the halberd into the sand, I didn't expect to lose because of the lack of comprehensive knowledge.

Sha Ou looked at the time and didn't want to talk nonsense: "Just tell me, how much is it?"

The boss sniffed, tidied up his defeated face, and still hesitated a little: "Eight hundred...for auspicious number?"

"Row."

After paying the money, the boss asked curiously: "Hey, I think you are good at bargaining. Why didn't you bargain with me according to the market price?"

Sha Ou put the little whistle in his pocket, smiled, and said, "Not so much, auspicious number...I like it very much."

The author has something to say: Xiao Lu: I am such a funny genius!

Xiaosha: ...I have nothing to say.

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