Greedy process

During the meeting, Dean Zhai Feng showed off in various ways on the conference table, mentioning his various titles such as "Chairman of xx Association", "xx Scholar" and "President of xx" once every 5 minutes, as well as the hardships and competition of the selection process intense.

Fu Shiyu yawned at the bottom, played with his mobile phone blatantly, checked WeChat Moments, read the Weibo update, and used up the [-] stamina sent by Xiaoxiaole plus the [-] shared stamina, and rose to the first place Thousands and two hundred levels, Dean Zhai is still talking about it.

Fu Shiyu took a few physical strengths from his friends, but it was still not enough for a round. He was about to quit when he received another physical strength. He clicked on it, and it showed "Folk Literature Hao Jin".Fu Shiyu raised his head, and Hao Jin, who was opposite him, gave him a tacit smile.

Over there, Dean Zhai finally got down to business: "Teachers, sort out the materials you need to evaluate your titles, and hand them in before NO.20. Speaking of this title, don't pay too much attention to it. Many of our teachers are mediocre. Chang, but my heart is full of utilitarianism. I have also experienced decades of precipitation before I have achieved today's achievements, and I have been rated on..."

Zhai Feng quickly reviewed his glorious resume again, and got involved in another matter. He looked at Fu Shiyu and said, "By the way, the literary magazine is still the editor-in-chief of Mr. Fu?"

Zeda College of Liberal Arts has its own magazines and publications for each major. After Zhai Feng took office, he wanted to establish a unified organization for management on the grounds that it was inconvenient to coordinate. The president was elected by open ballot. Feng was elected, but only a dozen or so teachers elected others or abstained.

All professional publications handed over management power, only the literature and art journal "Literary Magazine" remained silent, and continued to follow the original process, ignoring Zhai Feng's request completely.

There was silence underneath, Fu Shiyu said casually: "Yes, we are doing pretty well now, so I don't need to bother the dean."

Zhai Feng's face was not very good-looking, he looked around at the faces of several teachers of literature and art, and said, "Is this what all the teachers in your major mean?"

Teachers majoring in literature and art held a discussion on this matter in private, and no one wanted to hand over the management rights. In fact, every major had the same idea, but they had to hand it over due to pressure from Zhai Feng.After the discussion, everyone decided to postpone it for the time being, and when it can be delayed is when.

Fu Shiyu opened the one thousand two hundred and first level, and said without raising his head, "I mean it myself."

Zhai Feng didn't speak for half a minute, and there was a viscous silence in the conference room. After a while, Zhai Feng said: "Okay, let's do this first, let's end the meeting."

When going downstairs, Hao Jin grabbed Fu Shiyu's shoulder and laughed non-stop: "You are amazing, look at the dean's face hahahahaha, no one has ever refuted him like this, so happy!"

Another male teacher walking beside them sneered, "Only our Teacher Fu can do this."

Fu Shiyu raised his eyebrows: "There is no one who will not let Mr. Wang do it?"

The man choked on him, snorted coldly, quickened his pace and walked past them.Hao Jin curled his lips and said, "What's wrong, who messed with him?"

Fu Shiyu didn't take it seriously: "I will."

Lao Tzu said "Don't dare to be the first in the world", and Fu Shiyu has been faithfully implementing it these years, but he either dared not, or simply didn't want to be lazy.As long as anything does not involve him, he will only be a bystander and be consistent with other teachers.But it's another matter if others provoke him, no one's face is worth it, it's just nothing to say, and he is domineering and unscrupulous, causing a lot of hidden resentment.Some people just don't do anything by themselves, and they don't want to see others do it. Fu Shiyu doesn't think it's strange, and he doesn't care.

Fu Shiyu found his car, which was still in the same place as yesterday, and Cheng Shu's car was still next to it, neither of them moved.Fu Shi met the car, took out a cigarette and lit one, Cheng Shu's car was still there, it seemed that he hadn't left work yet, it was already past six o'clock, I don't know what he was busy with.

Fu Shiyu took two deep breaths, the smoke filled his esophagus and nasal cavity, he leaned back on the chair and closed his eyes.Many years ago, he was not like this. He was full of strange justice and leisure, and loved to meddle in other people's business.

For a long time, he felt that Cheng Shu was meddling in his own business, and he was very complacent about it.

The classes in Rongcheng No. [-] Middle School are the same as those in other schools, the composition of the last few rows of the classroom is fairly fixed, one is tall, and the other is mixed in study.The first type is those who have no choice but to sit in the last row regardless of whether Le is happy or not, and the second type is those who want to sit in the last few rows after trying their best.

Bai Lai belongs to the first type who is happy, and Cheng Shu belongs to the first type who doesn't know whether he is happy or not. After a few days, Fu Shiyu feels that he should not be very happy, after all, he has never seen Cheng Shu and the people around him. After a few words, those people's attitude towards Cheng Shu was not friendly.

Fu Shiyu was under observation for the time being, and the well water had not violated the river water.

Their English teacher is a very old female teacher who doesn't like to use multimedia in class. She always copies questions on the blackboard and asks someone to answer them.

Fu Shiyu didn't like this slightly inefficient teaching method very much. After finishing an English paper on his own, he read the reading comprehension in the English tutorial book with great interest, reading it as a funny story.

"Cheng Shu, tell me what to fill in the third question."

Cheng Shu stood up, but didn't make a sound for a long time. After a while, he said, "Sorry, I can't see clearly."

The boys next to him booed in a low voice, and the English teacher adjusted his glasses: "Cheng Shu, sit down, Huang He, get up and answer."

Huang He was the one who laughed the most. He stood up with a playful smile, and said with a smile, "Teacher, I can't see clearly either."

He spoke eccentrically, and a group of people laughed even more wildly, and some whistled.

The English teacher called two or three people in succession, and they all answered with the same answer, obviously targeting Cheng Shu.Fu Shiyu leaned against the back wall with his arms folded. He knew that Huang He and his group would always walk together on weekdays, and they could cause trouble.

Cheng Shu was still sitting quietly, with his back straight and his head hanging slightly.

Anger was already on the English teacher's face, and he was about to get angry. Fu Shiyu raised his hand and stood up: "Teacher, I can see clearly."

The classroom fell silent for an instant. After Fu Shiyu finished his answer, he sat back in his original position, looked back at the unfriendly eyes around him one by one, and finally smiled at Huang He who was staring at him with a cold face.He had a nice smile and a provocative smile.

Jing Shui finally discovered that the newly arrived river water was actually a thorn.

Rongcheng No. [-] Middle School has weekends once every two weeks, and there is half a day of free activity time on Sunday afternoon of the week without a break. The English class happens to be the last class, and there are only a few people left in the classroom after class.

Cheng Shu was still sitting upright in his seat. Fu Shiyu turned his head to glance and found that he was sorting out the words and phrases he said in class.Fu Shiyu sighed inwardly, and then took out the comic book he just bought and read it.

After a while, Cheng Shu got up and went out. Fu Shiyu looked at his desk again, and there was already a math paper spread out.Fu Shiyu felt like laughing when he saw it. Cheng Shu's Chinese characters were written beautifully, but the numbers were inexplicably clever, especially 3 and 5, which were round and chubby, which didn't suit him very well.

Fu Shiyu admired Cheng Shu's rolled noodles for a long time, and then finished reading the manga with one tail left. Cheng Shu hasn't come back yet.Fu Shiyu frowned, got up and left the classroom.

There was a loud bang at the end of the quiet corridor, Huang He let go of his hand pinching Cheng Shu's face, and stared at Fu Shiyu fiercely: "Grass, you are a transfer student, don't fucking meddle in your own business!"

Fu Shiyu: "I'm sorry, I just mind my own business."

He leaned lazily against the glass door that had been shattered by his kick just now, raised his eyebrows, and looked extremely unbearable.Huang He looked at the broken glass all over the place, pointed at Fu Shiyu: "You wait!"

Fu Shiyu grabbed his index finger and folded it back: "Oh, I was scared to death."

Huang He's brows twitched wildly, his face flushed from the pain, and he was about to make a move, but was pushed back by Fu Shiyu and hit the wall.

Fu Shiyu snorted: "Don't forget to bring a few more people."

Huang He's other companions all went downstairs to wait for him first. He and Cheng Shu just ran into each other by accident in the bathroom and made a routine threat. walked back.

Cheng Shu turned on the faucet and washed his face. Fu Shiyu leaned against the wall and looked at him silently. Voice channel: Don't worry about it. "

Fu Shiyu was unhappy now, no matter how kind he was, he didn't want to be squandered like a donkey.

Fu Shiyu: "Why are you like this, am I helping you?"

Cheng Shu frowned impatiently: "They just talk loudly, and nothing will happen if you follow them. If you do it like this, it will be troublesome in the future."

Fu Shiyu said angrily: "Damn, it's still my fault if I help you. I won't care if you are beaten to death and I sit by and watch!"

Cheng Shu: "Thank you."

As he said that, he walked out of the bathroom, and when he was about to leave, he saw Fu Shiyu still leaning against the wall from the corner of his eye.A piece of broken glass was stuck on Fu Shiyu's calf, and a bloodstain snaked across his skin.

Seeing Cheng Shu come back, Fu Shiyu gave him the middle finger bitterly. Cheng Shu actually eats all kinds of humiliation. Shi Yu's arm was about to go out.

Fu Shiyu howled, seemingly genuinely and falsely: "It hurts, hurts, can you slow down!"

Cheng Shu let go of him helplessly, thought for a while, and bent his back in front of Fu Shiyu, letting him lie on his back.The anger in Fu Shiyu's heart dissipated in an instant, and he snorted, "Farewell, you little skinny guy, I won't crush you... Hey!"

Cheng Shu even pulled his arm and forcefully carried him on his back. Fu Shiyu was frightened and struggled twice, and Cheng Shu also swayed along with him.It wasn't until he finally supported the wall that Fu Shiyu regained a sense of security.

Cheng Shu turned his head to him in dissatisfaction and said, "Don't move around."

Fu Shiyu's hands were digging the smooth tiles on the wall. He was a 1.8-meter-old guy who hadn't had this kind of experience for many years, and he couldn't get used to it for a while.

Fu Shiyu: "No, I don't hurt anymore! Really, let me down!"

Cheng Shu staggered a few steps forward with heavy footsteps. Fu Shiyu's claws were forcibly stripped off the wall, and he grabbed Cheng Shu's shoulder unsteadily, howling, "What if you fell on me!"

Cheng Shu's face became even colder: "I can't fall."

It was only then that Fu Shiyu noticed his displeasure, and after thinking about it, he realized that it might be his self-esteem that had been punctured by his contempt for his thinness.

No, this person who won't fight back when he is beaten by others, how can he have such fragile self-esteem?While Fu Shiyu complained in his heart, he obediently stopped moving, wrapped his arms around Cheng Shu's shoulders, and dragged his feet on the ground.

Cheng Shu: "Raise your feet higher."

Fu Shiyu's waist was sore and his legs were hurting, he was so tired that he felt that jumping down the stairs would be more comfortable than the current position, but he looked at Cheng Shu's tightly pursed lips and the fine sweat oozing from his fair forehead, and resigned himself to his fate. raised his leg up.

When the two finally went through untold hardships from the second floor to the first floor and arrived at the infirmary, Fu Shiyu felt that his waist and legs were so tense that he almost lost consciousness. He sat on the hospital bed and asked the school doctor to treat his wound. Cheng Shu was panting heavily while sitting on the chair next to him, and the broken hair on his forehead was soaked, shiny, and even darker. Fu Shiyu looked at him quietly, thinking that this man was really weird and stubborn.

In order to show off his prestige and prestige, Fu Shiyu kicked down the glass door of the bathroom. Not only did his leg bleed, but he was also dragged out that night. Clean the hallway for a week.

Fu Shiyu was a thick-skinned person, so he didn't care if he was punished. He went back and forth in the corridor with a mop like an autumn wind sweeping fallen leaves, and then wiped it on the wall with a rag. The girl's gaze.

Fu Shiyu is not stingy with his own smile, especially when it comes to girls. Occasionally, when he raises his eyes, he meets someone's gaze. When the other party is overwhelmed with embarrassment, Fu Shiyu tilts his head and smiles, and the other party's heart beats instantly. Cover your face and run away.

So Fu Shiyu ate this punishment with relish, except for one thing.

There is a pool under the fire hydrant in the corridor, which is specially used for rinsing mops. I don’t know what the structure of this pool is, and it’s easy to get blocked. The people who come here to rinse mops are also strange. As long as the dirty water is not full enough, it will overflow when you touch it To a certain extent, they can continue to turn on the faucet to rinse in it as if nothing happened.

Fu Shiyu endured his nausea and poked it with a small stick for a long time, but it was useless at all. He looked at a pool of dirty water like black sesame paste, and he really couldn't touch it.

Bai Lai passed by, but was grabbed by Fu Shiyu: "Come and try."

Bai Lai backed away again and again, begging for mercy: "Brother Fu, Brother Fu, can I come early tomorrow to help you mop the floor and wipe the walls! I really can't do this!"

Fu Shiyu snorted coldly, told Bai Laimiao to go away, and continued to do weak psychological construction in front of a pool of black sesame paste.Just when he was deciding to break the jar, whoever wants to do this job, anyway, I quit, Cheng Shu appeared out of nowhere, and said cautiously, "Let it go."

Fu Shiyu obediently took a step aside, only to see Cheng Shu rolled up the sleeves of his school uniform T-shirt to his shoulders, and stretched his hand in without hesitation. Half of his arm was so white that it was shocking against the black and dirty water. .Fu Shiyu frowned and watched him digging around in the water. After half a minute, the water finally went down.

Cheng Shu turned on the tap, rinsed off the stains on his arms, and turned back to the classroom as if nothing had happened.

During class, Fu Shiyu saw that Cheng Shu's arms were slightly red, which must have been stimulated by the dirty water, but he still sat upright like a normal person, listening to the class and taking notes seriously.

Cheng Shu's deskmate is a girl named Pei Qiuqiu, whose name is extremely poetic, and who is extremely strong, with a height of more than 1.7 meters and a weight of almost [-] catties, she looks extremely oppressive.

As soon as the get out of class bell rang, Fu Shiyu jumped to Pei Qiuqiu's seat, propped his arms on the high pile of desks on her desk, and said with a sweet smile, "Hi Qiuqiu, can you change seats with me?"

Pei Qiuqiu blushed a little, hesitantly said: "But teacher..."

Fu Shiyu's smile became brighter, and his eyes sparkled brightly: "I'll go and tell the teacher, is that okay?"

Pei Qiuqiu was bewitched by his appearance, and nodded shyly. Fu Shiyu immediately helped classmate Pei Qiuqiu move, and sat down next to Cheng Shu with his scarce belongings.

Cheng Shu didn't even lift his eyes, just doing the paper by himself.Fu Shiyu propped his head and looked at him for a long while, but he didn't get any attention. Finally, he couldn't help poking Cheng Shu's arm with a pen: "Hello, new deskmate."

Only then did Cheng Shu give him a stingy look, then quickly took it back, and continued to work on the questions.

Bai Lai was sulking at Fu Shiyu's coquettish behavior in the back row, but he didn't dare to say anything. He struggled to survive, and tried his best to shrink his arms and smile obsequiously at his new classmate Pei Qiuqiu.

The next day, Fu Shiyu learned the lesson from the previous day and was fully prepared. He took out a pair of plastic gloves from his schoolbag and showed it to Cheng Shu.

Five minutes later, Fu Shiyu came back again, holding a clean glove and looking at Cheng Shu eagerly, until Cheng Shu couldn't write anymore, and took the glove as if in compromise, Fu Shiyu was satisfied. Dian Dian followed Cheng Shu out to watch him dig out the pool overflowing with black water.

It was obviously not a very beautiful scene, but Fu Shiyu couldn't help but feel that it was sweet and beautiful.

After that, the English teacher did not know why, but changed the practice of copying the questions on the blackboard, but printed them on paper as teaching plans and sent them out for use in class.Fu Shiyu was obviously much more serious in class than before. Even if he didn't want to listen, he took notes, especially the content written on the blackboard by the teacher. After copying, he pushed it to the left and showed it to Cheng Shu.

After coming down a few times, Cheng Shu didn't resist him so much, and occasionally even took the initiative to ask Fu Shiyu what he couldn't see clearly.The first time Cheng Shu asked him what the bottom line on the multimedia screen was, Fu Shiyu secretly enjoyed a class.

I was a little special with him.This realization made Fu Shiyu very satisfied.