Greedy process

The next day I drove into the mountain, and when I got to the middle of the mountain, many teachers asked to go down the mountain and walk to enjoy the surrounding scenery. Fu Shiyu sat on the seat like a Buddha, and he would not move no matter who shouted, and he would not get out of the car to walk.

When there were few people left in the car, Fu Shiyu couldn't help but look at Cheng Shu beside him with a cold face, thinking of the scene where the two of them were dancing around in the bathroom early in the morning, he felt a little embarrassed and subtle cheerful.

Fu Shiyu didn't fall asleep until two or three o'clock last night. He was woken up by the alarm clock at 06:30 in the morning and almost wanted to kill someone. He went to the bathroom with his eyes closed in a daze, picked up the toothbrush on the sink and stuffed it into his mouth.

He swiped twice and felt that something was wrong. When he opened his eyes, he realized that there was a person standing next to him. He was so frightened that he almost jumped up. There happened to be some water on the ground. Mr. Fu didn't jump up, but just knelt down and raised his arm. The unsuspecting Cheng Shu also staggered, and sat down on the toilet seat.

Fu Shiyu laughed dryly: "It wasn't intentional..."

Cheng Shu hadn't wiped off the water on his hand, so he slapped Fu Shiyu's bare back, then reached out and viciously pulled out the toothbrush in Fu Shiyu's mouth, and threw it into the trash can.

Fu Shiyu covered his mouth and groaned for a while, looked down at the toothbrush in the trash can, and swallowed the second half.He snatched Cheng Shu's toothbrush just after brushing his teeth before he had time to pack his luggage...

Cheng Shu was very angry all morning, and Fu Shiyu kept chattering beside him: "I used it after you, if you say I dislike it, I should be the one who dislikes it... Isn't it just a toothbrush? How expensive is it?" I can't afford it, what do you like..."

Cheng Shu turned his head suddenly, and Fu Shiyu immediately shut up.

"Please." Cheng Shu said, "Get out."

And until now Cheng Shu didn't say a second word to Fu Shiyu.

Fu Shiyu touched his mouth, Cheng Shu glanced at him, Fu Shiyu immediately put his hand down, for fear of annoying him.The two were silent for a while. Fu Shiyu took out a few candies from his bag and handed them to Cheng Shu, who pretended not to see them.

Fu Shiyu said: "Why, are you still angry?"

Cheng Shu said, "No."

Fu Shiyu handed the candy to Cheng Shu again: "Then why don't you want it?"

Cheng Shu turned to Fu Shiyu, a little curious: "Since when did you love food so much?"

Fu Shiyu sighed aggrievedly: "It's not that I'm thin-skinned. I don't know how to talk to Mr. Cheng. I can only use food as an excuse."

Cheng Shu nodded: "Then don't use it in the future."

Fu Shiyu peeled off a candy and put it in his mouth: "You can talk to me without giving it to you?"

Cheng Shu was very cold: "You can't talk to me even if I give you food."

"You..." Fu Shiyu shook his head, stretched out his hand to grab Cheng Shu's hand, and stuffed the candy into Cheng Shu's hand, smiling a little complacently, "If you don't talk to me, you have to eat."

The corners of the candy skin stuck in the palm of his hand, Cheng Shu clenched it tightly, looked out the window, and continued to give Fu Shiyu the back of his head, but the expression reflected on the window glass softened a little.

They didn't find a flat land where they could set up camp until almost noon. The stream gurgled down from the mountain, and the surrounding grass had grown up, forming a soft blanket.

Several male teachers were responsible for carrying the tools from the car down, and then distributed them out, each setting up a tent.

Fu Shiyu ran with his parents in major cities around the world when he was a child, and ran with his brother in the mountains, rivers, lakes and seas in his teens. Last summer, he went west across the desert with his friend Xiangdu, and his survivability was extremely strong. Cheng Shu didn't help, but Fu Shiyu had already set up the tent quickly.

Fu Shiyu propped himself up on the top of the tent, and Cheng Shu smiled and said, "How about coming in and trying it out, and if there's no problem, I'll go and see the others."

Cheng Shu glanced around, they were the fastest group, and someone had already called "Teacher Fu".Cheng Shu said, "Very good."

Fu Shiyu handed all the luggage to Cheng Shu and didn't let him come out: "I'll go, just take a rest."

The quiet mountain was very noisy, Fu Shiyu came one by one in a leisurely manner, and the work was done cleanly and beautifully, which attracted several female teachers to chatter and boast non-stop beside him.

Cheng Shu watched for a while, got into the tent, and came out 2 minutes later to take Fu Shiyu's bag in.

A group of people was noisy and inefficient, and it was already one or two o'clock in the afternoon when the tent was set up and the fire was lit, and the smell of food finally lingered on the river beach.

Everyone basically got together according to the department. When Fu Shiyu came back from setting up the last tent, Dong Tong handed him a plate with all kinds of baked things in it, which were still hot.

Fu Shiyu took it and sat on the ground next to him. When he looked up, he saw Teacher Wang Mu rolling his eyes at him. Fu Shiyu raised his eyebrows and asked, "Does Teacher Wang want to eat?"

Wang Mudao: "Teacher Dong specially reserved it for Teacher Fu, I dare not eat it."

Fu Shiyu nodded: "Oh yes, then bake it yourself."

Dong Tong was a little embarrassed by Wang Mu's words, but at this moment he couldn't help laughing.Wang Mu sat for a while with an ugly face, then snorted and went to other places. Fu Shiyu didn't bother to talk to him, so he changed his position and took over the barbecue work. After a while, the aroma was overflowing, and a bunch of teachers came over, all carrying plates Standing in a circle, waiting to be fed.

Cheng Shu sat at a distance from the lively crowd, slowly flipping the chicken wings in his hand, while Wang Mu sat next to him, sneering in Fu Shiyu's direction.

Hao Jin came over with a plate and said, "Mr. Fu's craftsmanship is so good that I can't even squeeze through it. I'd better be self-sufficient and make ends meet."

A female teacher said with a smile: "Mr. Fu in your school is too powerful. He is only in his early thirties. I heard that he is already an associate professor?"

Wang Mu snorted through his nose: "That's right, maybe this year will be a full professor."

The female teacher sighed: "Young, promising, and handsome, how can ordinary people like us live?"

"Who made us not have such a good life as Mr. Fu," Wang Mu said, "If we have a mother who is the president of a publishing group, and a father who is fawning on the school leaders every day, maybe we can publish five or six articles a year. Publications, major fund projects are scrambling to get their hands on it, and if there is nothing to do, the dean or something."

Several teachers exclaimed in a low voice: "Is this so?"

"Mr. Fu is actually not bad, but he didn't study our literature as an undergraduate. He became a monk halfway. How can he say in terms of level..." Wang Mu laughed, "The rumors I heard are not necessarily reliable. It is said that our teacher Fu is a master During the period, the level was too poor, and his mentor was so angry that he was sent to the hospital several times, saying that he would be ashamed to go out in the future, let alone a student he taught."

A teacher asked curiously: "Who is Mr. Fu's mentor?"

A trace of unwillingness flashed in Wang Mu's eyes, and he vaguely mentioned a name, who was an internationally renowned academic expert.

"So for so many years, we have rarely heard Mr. Fu talk about his mentor. If you don't believe me, ask Mr. Hao, did Mr. Fu never mention his mentor?"

Hao Jin was a little embarrassed, and nodded perfunctorily.Fu Shiyu really didn't mention his teacher's school much. The Faculty of Arts attaches great importance to the relationship between teachers and students, and the status of the tutor and the status of the students are also somewhat involved. In Hao Jin's view, Fu Shiyu is low-key and doesn't want to appear to be showing off .But at this moment, Fu Shiyu couldn't hear it anyway, Hao Jin didn't want to offend Wang Mu.

"I heard that when the job title was evaluated last year, Teacher Fu's father invited the principal and several school leaders to have dinner together. In this society, there are many things that cannot be said..."

Although all the words start with "heard" and "rumors", Wang Mu still speaks clearly and sincerely, from Fu Shiyu's evil deeds to the impact on the entire department, and finally to the management of our country's colleges and universities. Insufficient in the system, Fu Shiyu was such a man of gold and jade that he was so embarrassing, it made people lament that the world's morals and people's hearts were not ancient, and this second generation ancestor was allowed to show off his might.

Cheng Shu listened silently for a while, got up and left the gossiping crowd, went to the water's edge to wash his hands, and then sat on the stream beach to watch his mobile phone.

After a while, Fu Shiyu came over and sat next to him, and handed him the freshly baked sweet potato with cheese.

Cheng Shu took it, and Fu Shiyu smiled and said, "The taste hasn't changed?"

Cheng Shu responded casually, and looked back, the few people who had spoken enthusiastically just now had stopped chatting, and Wang Mu and Hao Jin were cleaning up the venue, looking like they were going to play a game.

Cheng Shu asked, "Are those two your friends?"

Fu Shiyu took a look after him, leaned his head on the big rock by the stream, and said clearly: "Wang Mu said bad things about me again?"

Cheng Shu: "Who is Wang Mu?"

"Okay, he has long disliked me." Fu Shiyu smiled nonchalantly, "But others are not too bad. Although they are a little narrow-minded, they don't hide it."

Cheng Shu glanced at him: "He hates you so much, it's not just that he can't get used to it, it's because of the interests involved, you robbed him of his associate professor?"

"..." Fu Shiyu was speechless, and his words were so damn accurate, "It's not a robbery, it's what I deserve, and I can't give it to him just to let him say something, right? But he He joined the job two years earlier than me, so he can understand if he feels upset, if he wants to get over his mouth addiction, he can do it, so why can't he catch me."

Cheng Shu said mockingly, "Teacher Fu has such a big heart."

Fu Shiyu was silent for a while, and when he spoke again, his voice became low and filled with grievances: "Actually, I'm also very sad..."

As soon as he said something, he was interrupted by Cheng Shu's cold voice: "Shut up, you."

Fu Shiyu swept away the depression he had pretended before, smiled and said a few words, and suddenly asked, "Do you believe what he said?"

Cheng Shu asked back, "What does it have to do with me?"

Fu Shiyu: "Aren't I here to see if Wang Mu's words can fool people?"

Cheng Shu ignored him, Fu Shiyu sat next to him, picked up the stone beside him and threw it into the clear stream.After a while, Cheng Shu snorted, "It's so fake, who can fool you?"

Fu Shiyu turned his head to look at Cheng Shu's profile, and was a little dazed for a moment.

After a while, Cheng Shu couldn't help asking curiously: "Your mentor was so angry that you were hospitalized and almost kicked you out of the teacher's school. How did this word get out?"

"..." Fu Shiyu scratched his head, a little embarrassed, "Then what, I said it myself."

When Fu Shiyu first entered Zeda University, because his mentor was associated with a lot of halo, Fu Shiyu wanted to keep a low profile, so he didn't mention his mentor very much. When someone asked him, he casually said that his mentor disliked his poor level , warning him not to go out and embarrass his tutor. Later, I don’t know who is so good at embellishing and filling in all the details. I can only say that he is worthy of the Faculty of Arts...

After the meal, a group of people gathered around the grass to play Werewolf Killing. Cheng Shu was not interested, so he sat cross-legged on the edge of the tent and read a book.Among the group of people far away, Fu Shiyu was extremely conspicuous. No matter who it was, he was definitely the first to be seen at a glance, and his every move, every move, every step, and every outline looked elegant and elegant.

Cheng Shu turned on his phone and checked Fu Shiyu's published papers. All of them were published in other places. It should be to avoid suspicion, but in many cases, money and power are the original sin, and no matter how talented and learned, it is empty, and gossip is inevitable.

When Wang Mu corrupted Fu Shiyu, Cheng Shu almost couldn't hold back his mouth and choked back.As soon as the impulse appeared, Cheng Shu was a little dazed.He has always been able to bear it, but it was Fu Shiyu's turn that he almost made an exception.But in the end he didn't speak.He has always followed a principle, he is responsible for himself, don't meddle in his own business.Whether it was Huang He in the past or Fu Shiyu now, it was someone else's business.

The night fell quickly in the mountains. After the game, a group of people had a lively dinner and chatted around the fire.

The local tour guide added a piece of firewood to the fire, and pointed to the mountain: "Going further up, there is a very small temple, which enshrines the legendary beast that protects the mountain..."

Under the cover of branches and leaves, one can vaguely see a corner of the high temple, which looks quiet and mysterious in the night.

Hao Jin immediately said, "I know, I know!"

Hao Jin recounted the story of the beast and the Taoist priest again with great interest. Fu Shiyu sat beside the fire and listened quietly, playing with the gadgets he bought at the foot of the mountain.

After everyone's topic turned to the issue of whether the mountain guardian beast was male or female, Fu Shiyu stretched his waist and returned to the tent. Cheng Shu was looking at his mobile phone. Fu Shiyu glanced at it and found that he was using his mobile phone Read the paper.

Fu Shiyu curled his lips, and didn't bother Cheng Shu, he turned on the lamp beside him to help his father with the planning.

After late at night, the noise outside gradually subsided, and Cheng Shu went out to wash up briefly and was ready to sleep.Fu Shiyu also closed the computer, turned off the lights, went out in the dark to take care of himself, and came back to lie down.

Fu Shiyu lay down for a while, then whispered, "Cheng Shu."

Cheng Shu didn't say a word, as if he had fallen asleep.Fu Shiyu stopped disturbing him, and looked at him quietly for a while, and fell asleep overwhelmed by sleepiness.

The temperature was very low at night in the mountains, Cheng Shu wrapped the quilt tightly and didn't sleep very well.As the voices of people quieted down, the sounds in the mountains gradually became clearer. The dark night is the home of animals. There was a constant rustling in the deep mountains, and the noise under the tent was also extremely noisy. It seemed that countless bugs were jumping to the bottom of the tent. Fu Shiyu It was a sound sleep.

Cheng Shu listened to Fu Shiyu's breathing quietly, and couldn't help turning his head to look at him. The movement of turning over seemed to have disturbed Fu Shiyu. He stretched out his arm, wrapping it around Cheng Shu's waist, Fu Shiyu's nose After sniffing, he felt that it was a familiar and favorite smell in the mist, so he moved closer to Cheng Shu again.

Cheng Shu froze and didn't move for a long time. After a while, he moved Fu Shiyu's arm away, got up and got out of the tent.

Everyone around was fast asleep, and the fire had been extinguished, with only sporadic sparks. Cheng Shu sat on a big rock by the stream and looked at the quiet night sky.

Fu Shiyu also woke up, rubbed his hair and followed out of the tent, yawned lazily, sat next to Cheng Shu and squinted his eyes and said, "Can't sleep?"

Cheng Shu said, "No."

Fu Shiyu watched the night sky with him silently. After a while, Cheng Shu got up, but Fu Shiyu suddenly grabbed his hand: "Sit for a while and talk for a while."

"say what?"

"Anything will do."

Fu Shiyu lay on his back on the stone, and a little bit of starlight fell into his eyes: "I was not good a while ago, and my brain was wrong, so don't be angry with me."

Cheng Shu was silent.

Fu Shiyu said with emotion: "It's really quick to think about it, so many years have passed."

In the middle of the night, Cheng Shu's eyes flickered, and he wanted to say something, but in the end he didn't say it.

After a while of silence, Fu Shiyu asked, "How have you been all these years?"

"Very good." Cheng Shu said.

"Why do you want to change schools all of a sudden?"

Cheng Shu looked down at Fu Shiyu: "Didn't you say that Zeda is easy to climb up? Maybe you can get an associate professor sooner."

Fu Shiyu choked, and Cheng Shu's mouth was as poisonous as it was back then. People couldn't guess whether he was telling the truth or a lie, and muttered, "I'm talking nonsense."

Cheng Shu: "You mean I can't judge?"

"You let me see?" Fu Shiyu said, "Professor, I want to hold it for you."

Cheng Shu laughed.

Fu Shiyu took out the gadgets he bought earlier and held them in front of his eyes, as if the divine beast was leaping towards the moonlight.Cheng Shu had enough cold wind and was about to go back to the tent, when Fu Shiyu sat up suddenly: "How about we go up the mountain to see that temple?"

Cheng Shu frowned and said, "Why do you think it's a one-off thing?"

Fu Shiyu smiled mischievously, and grabbed Cheng Shu's wrist as if he was afraid that Cheng Shu would go away: "What if you think about it? Do you want to hold it in?"

Cheng Shu stood still: "I won't go."

Fu Shiyu held on to the person and did not let go: "The tour guide said that it will take two to three ten minutes to walk up the river, let's go and have a look together."

Cheng Shu still wanted to refuse, but Fu Shiyu lowered his eyes in disappointment, and his voice sank: "If you really don't want to go, then forget it."

Cheng Shu walked a few steps towards the tent, turned around as if giving up, and said angrily, "Come in and get the flashlight."

Fu Shiyu resurrected on the spot in a second, and jumped into the tent, leaving Cheng Shu standing there annoyed at himself.

Branches and leaves cover the path by the stream, the road is not easy to walk, Fu Shiyu walked in front, Cheng Shu followed silently, after a while, Fu Shiyu stopped, and before Cheng Shu asked what was wrong, he grabbed him. Holding his hand, said softly: "Be careful, I'm holding you."

Cheng Shu struggled twice, Fu Shiyu was distracted and almost tripped over a stone, Cheng Shu stopped, frowned and expressed dissatisfaction twice, Fu Shiyu didn't say much, just smiled and said: "Be obedient."

Most of the moonlight was blocked by the branches and leaves, and silver spots fell finely. Cheng Shu couldn't see Fu Shiyu clearly, but could only feel the dry and warm hand holding him. He didn't know why he took it away. Voice, no more resistance.

The stream was gurgling and flowing under the moonlight, and the long song of birds came from the mountains from time to time. Gradually, Cheng Shu also relaxed, and his irritable mood returned to calm.

The temple was indeed not too far away, and it took about 10 minutes to get there, but it was extremely long for Fu Shiyu.The hand he was holding Cheng Shu gradually became sweaty and sticky, and he held his breath in his chest.

After entering the temple, Fu Shiyu let go of Cheng Shu, and secretly wiped the sweat from his palms on his trouser legs.

The temple is very small, and it should be that few people come, it looks very dilapidated.The legendary beast stood on the high platform in the temple with its wings stretched out, with a majestic appearance, but a large part of its wings collapsed, and its body was also severely peeled off, making it look poor.

Fu Shiyu smiled and looked up at the statue of the beast. He came to the temple not to ask for anything, but to take a look at the protagonist of the distant legend.

There is actually nothing to see in the temple, but the moonlight in front of the temple casts a thin layer. Fu Shiyu and Cheng Shu sit side by side in front of the temple. .

Fu Shiyu asked softly, "Why haven't you settled down emotionally for so many years?"

"It can't be helped if it doesn't happen," Cheng Shu said.

The two of them unconsciously lowered their voices, as if they were afraid of disturbing the moonlight on the ground.

Fu Shiyu laughed and stopped talking about feelings.

They sat quietly in front of the temple for half an hour, in front of them was the wanton silvery white moonlight, and behind them were distant divine beasts with outstretched wings.When the sleepiness hit, the two of them went back down the same path down the stream. This time, Cheng Shu walked in front, and Fu Shiyu followed behind. The road is too short.

The next day, neither of them had anything to do with the previous night.