Senior is my fake wife

The game is a real time killer.

The two went back to the dormitory, Fu Qiong came out of the bathroom after taking a shower, and saw Sui Zhen sitting on his chair in a daze.

Fu Qiong took water from beside her bed, walked over to give it to him: "Here."

"Thank you." Sui Zhen said.

Fu Qiong turned around and sat on the table, looking at him: "Are you thinking about what Boss Xu said?"

"Yeah." Sui Zhen nodded, "He told me to be a good anchor, it's normal to do five figures a month."

"I've heard people say that too." Fu Qiong said, "You are so good at playing games, maybe you can really become famous."

Sui Zhen held his face in both hands and rubbed it together: "This is different from going to work, the nature of playing games is different."

Fu Qiong said, "What are you worried about?"

Sui Zhen didn't speak, and looked ahead unfocused.

"We're so familiar, tell me about it." Fu Qiong said, "Ah, that's right!"

He said and jumped off the table.After a while, he took out two cans of beer from the small box next to him.

"Drink?" Fu Qiong shook him.

"..." Sui Zhen nodded.

Fu Qiong threw it at him, Sui Zhen caught it steadily, Fu Qiong took another bag of potato chips and opened it on his table, and jumped back to the table, his legs dangling.

Although I don't know why and Sui Zhen have such a feeling of talking about drinking and talking about Tianming, but when the atmosphere is here, we can say something.

"I like playing games." Sui Zhen took a sip, "Because I feel like I can do whatever I want. But if the live broadcast is for others to watch, I have to start thinking about the effect of the program and the audience's feelings."

"Yes." Fu Qiong swayed her legs, leaning her lips against the bright edge of the beer can, and said for a while, "But, you think a lot?"

"..." Sui Zhen glanced at him.

Fu Qiong held a bag of potato chips: "Aside from these things, you are very suitable for live broadcasting. If you are really short of money, can you really consider it?"

Sui Zhen said: "I don't like communicating with people."

"Then let me help you?" Fu Qiong said, "Let's find a platform for a trial broadcast first, and if it's a big deal, we won't do it anymore."

Sui Zhen looked at him.

"If we can really make money, we will have money." Fu Qiong rolled her round eyes, "What do you think? This opportunity is really rare. Boss Xu is right, how much does it cost to play with him?" , or we'll just settle down."

"Hey..." Sui Zhen looked at him helplessly.

Fu Qiong jumped off the table: "Okay, I'll go and read the book."

"Aren't you going to work tomorrow?" Sui Zhen asked.

"Not working, sleep." Fu Qiong went to brush her teeth, came back and jumped on the bed, and answered the words just now, "What about you, what are you doing tomorrow?"

"I'm going to the musical instrument store in the morning to teach students." Sui Zhen said.

"Huh?" Fu Qiong put her arms around the pillow, "You can already teach students?"

"A very small basic class." Sui Zhen said.

"Awesome." Fu Qiong said, "Can I go and see it?"

Sui Zhen was a little dazed and said, "What are you looking at?"

"See you teach children?" Fu Qiong said, "Anyway, I'm fine."

"Draw in the dormitory if you have nothing to do." Sui Zhen lay down on the bed next to him, turned over, and put his head next to his head, "Run outside to bask in the sun."

"It's almost finished." Fu Qiong said dissatisfied, "I can draw at night."

Sui Zhen was silent for a while, then turned over and said, "Do as you please."

"Yeah." Fu Qiong looked at him and said, "Okay!"

Early in the morning, Sui Zhen had to go to class at nine o'clock.Fu Qiong hugged his pillow against the wall and slept soundly, when Sui Zhen patted his shoulder and woke him up.

He rubbed his eyes sleepily, and smiled softly: "Morning."

"..." Sui Zhen raised his hand to pinch his face, and closed his palm until it swelled up, "Get up."

"Hmm." Fu Qiong said, "Mmm..."

The boss in the morning is not easy to mess with.

After Fu Qiong ran to wash up, she put on a white T-shirt and white sneakers, and put on black-rimmed glasses by herself. She really looked younger than Sui Zhen.

Sui Zhen glanced at him and said, "Dress like an Oreo today."

"?" Fu Qiong asked, "Will you praise others?"

Fu Qiong went out with Sui Zhen and went to the cafeteria to have breakfast.There is only one window open in the cafeteria during the summer vacation, and there are very few meals served.

Fu Qiong got tired of eating, and could only eat vegetable buns every day.

He found that Sui Zhen drank a cup of sweet soy milk in the morning, and asked him, "Aren't you hungry?"

"Hungry." Sui Zhen said coldly, "I'm tired of eating."

"You can't stop eating if you're tired of eating." Fu Qiong thought for a while, "Let's go to the supermarket to buy some cereal or bread later."

Sui Zhen held the straw in his mouth: "...I don't like it."

"Then what do you want to eat?" Fu Qiong said.

"Beef noodles." Sui Zhen said.

Fu Qiong smiled and said: "You Yongzhou people, is it something that is engraved in your bone marrow that you love beef noodles? Just like we love soy crab."

"..." Sui Zhen looked at him helplessly.

Fu Qiong held her face in her hands, gnawed on the steamed stuffed bun, and said in silence for a while: "...I feel homesick after talking about it."

"When will you go back?" Sui Zhen asked.

"NO.15." Fu Qiong said, "There is still a week left."

"It's coming soon." Sui Zhen said.

Then I will be gone for ten days.

Fu Qiong suddenly felt a little bit reluctant about their current way of getting along.

"Before you leave, the matter of the live broadcast must be finalized." Sui Zhen said.

"Got it." Fu Qiong said, "I will come back early, so you can stay with me."

"Finish?" Sui Zhen put the cup down, "Let's go."

It was very sunny outside, and every time Fu Qiong walked through the carport, he had to take a closer look to see if his car had been picked.

Today is also a day that has not been pried away.

Fu Qiong breathed a sigh of relief, and quickly followed Sui Zhen.

"I'm afraid every day that my car will be stolen." Fu Qiong said, "If I find someone who has stolen my car..."

Sui Zhen glanced at him.

"I might call the police." Fu Qiong said.

"..." Sui Zhen said, "Then next time you put a sticker on the car."

"What to write?" Fu Qiong asked.

"'Sui Zhen's car'." Sui Zhen said, "Let them know the consequences of being pried away."

"Hahahaha... Mr. Zhen is mighty." Fu Qiong laughed loudly.

Mr. Zhen, who everyone is afraid of, is not screaming for nothing. He will fight with you every minute when he is in a bad mood, without any reason.

Therefore, Fu Qiong couldn't imagine how patient this Lord Hades would be to teach elementary school students how to play the guitar.

Sui Zhen took Fu Qiong upstairs. The owner of the musical instrument shop was a very young uncle. When he saw Sui Zhen coming, he said, "Here we are."

"I brought a friend." Sui Zhen said.

"Then your friend will have a meeting, and the kids will come in a while." The boss said, "Teach me, I'll go out for a while."

After the boss left, Sui Zhen let him sit casually, and sat on the sofa by himself, reading the list.

Fu Qiong couldn't stay idle, she sorted out the messy teacups on the table, sorted the napkin boxes, and put away the whiteboard markers.

Sui Zhen raised his eyelids, already used to his obsession with cleanliness: "Thank you, senior."

He was uncomfortable hearing him called senior, so Fu Qiong gave him a white look.

Sui Zhen didn't realize it at all, she lowered her head and tuned her voice.After a while, some children and their parents came in, and the children sat around him. Fu Qiong didn't dare to disturb him, so she sat not far from them and played with her mobile phone while watching.

The first half was actually not bad, because the parents of the children were still there.After all the parents in the classroom left, Fu Qiong felt his ears start to explode.

"Teacher!! Teacher!!"

"I can't play—!!"

There are also meaningless people screaming like crazy: "Ah-ah-"

After Sui Zhen finished the demonstration, he glanced coldly at his surroundings, and raised his voice: "What are you doing?"

There was a silence around, and the air suddenly became cold, and the children all sat back in their seats obediently.

Fu Qiong touched her swollen eardrums, pinched the phone and raised her eyes, and looked around with her round eyeballs.The noisy children all sat down obediently, hugging the guitar with great difficulty.Sui Zhen instructed them to find the feeling with empty strings, and because of the small hands of the children, it was quite laborious to climb up the grid.

Fu Qiong, a layman, would feel uncomfortable listening to these fragmented voices, not to mention that the patience value was significantly lower than the average level of Sui Zhen.

But this time, once again subverted his impression of Sui Zhen.

He put down the guitar, knelt down in front of a child, held his hand with his fingers, and taught him how to open his fingers: "Put your fingers here, it doesn't matter if you are slow, every note must be played accurately, so that your fingers have a memory." .”

"Teacher, teacher!" Another little girl raised her hand, "I can't play well."

"Playing is not easy to practice." Sui Zhen said firmly.

As he said this, his body had already moved to her position, and he squatted with his elbows on his knees and looked at her head-on: "Is the position of the string you pressed with your fingers correct? Think again."

The little girl pouted and moved a small piece slowly.

"Yes." Sui Zhen nodded, "Very good."

Fu Qiong put down her phone and raised her legs, supporting her face with her hands.

He suddenly felt that Sui Zhen was quite interesting, he really looked like a teacher when teaching people, and he was really cool.

Although Fu Qiong saw that his fists were indeed clenched...as if he was on the verge of going berserk at any moment.

I don't know what Sui Zhen was thinking at that time.

The children had to take a break after half an hour of class, Sui Zhen stopped to take a sip of water, and glanced over from a distance.

His side face is sharp and handsome, with this angle and this look, Fu Qiong's heart skipped a beat for no reason.

Fu Qiong hurriedly coughed, stood up and walked over.

"So handsome, Mr. Sui." Fu Qiong clapped his fingers together.

"..." Sui Zhen glanced at him and clicked his tongue, "I shouldn't have brought you here."

"Teacher." The little girl ran over just now, and said in a childish voice, "Teacher Sui, can you recite ancient poems?"

"..." Sui Zhen said indifferently, "Yes."

"Can you show me the poem?" said the little girl again.

"Training fees." Sui Zhen still took it while talking, "'Chunquhua is still there...'"

He choked, and held back for a while: "Learn this now?"

"Yeah!" The little girl nodded.

"'People come and birds don't startle'." Fu Qiong said.

"Oh!" The little girl nodded seriously, "Yes!"

When she left with her homework, Sui Zhen muttered in a low voice: "...Is this really a poem memorized by the first grade?"

"Find yourself worse than the first grade?" Fu Qiong laughed.

Sui Zhen scratched her hair angrily: "..."

作者有话要说：感谢在2020-08-1822:45:37~2020-08-2007:00:59期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angels who threw mines: Ji Song 1;

Thanks to the little angels of irrigation nutrient solution: 174 bottles of Jisong; 4 bottles of Xuanhe; 2 bottles of Luoluo fried fish cake;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!