I was raised by the BOSS in the infinite copy

Teacher Zhang closed the textbooks on the table, and smiled at Guiming who was looking at him curiously, as if he felt that there was no need to explain, with a look of "what do you think".

Then it seems that "Guiming is too free, so that he has time to think about it", so he resorted to his trump card: "Did you do your homework?"

Guiming broke his defense in an instant: "..."

The little ghost who had been standing behind Guiming and making faces at Mr. Zhang was also affected. He shrank his head back reflexively, and the whole thing shrank behind Guiming's back and could not come out.

Guiming scolded Mr. Zhang for being a bad person in his heart, while biting the bullet: "I put all my homework at home..."

So is it possible... No need to do it... He raised his head quietly, showing pitiful eyes to Mr. Zhang.

"I know you didn't do it." Teacher Zhang ignored Gui Ming's expectant gaze and said slowly, "So I prepared a new one for you."

Gui Ming was speechless: "..." Are you a devil?

I don't know why, but the little ghost felt that this scene was vaguely familiar, but the role of the homework reminder was reversed. The devil who was originally urging him to do homework finally met the big devil who defeated him, and became the one being urged!

Good reincarnation!

He's not as good as the turned slave singing...

But as a qualified teacher, how could Teacher Zhang ignore the little ghost and only assign homework to one student? Isn't this the special treatment of Chiguo (luo)guo?He is a fair teacher.

So he said, "Your brother has it too."

Kid: "..."

The smile on his face froze, and the whole person appeared in a state of bewilderment, similar to who am I, where am I, and what am I going to do.

Guiming felt a lot better in an instant. Although I was a little sorry for the little ghost's friendship, as a younger brother, I wanted to share the difficulties with my elder brother and share the blessings.

With someone to accompany him, he felt that he was not the worst.

After Mr. Zhang finished speaking, he began to hand out homework. He has a habit of dipping his fingers in saliva when turning the pages of the book, and then turning the pages again. This is how he flips through the workbook at the moment. Folding the footer, he said, "You can just do this, and you don't have to do what you did before."

Guiming only felt that he had folded too much, and stared at the place where he had folded. He was determined to protest for reducing his burden, but because of the majesty of Teacher Zhang, he didn't know how to speak.

The little ghost is not as afraid of the teacher as he is, he is only afraid of Gui Ming, and at this time he is very straightforward: "...is it just this little?"

Gui Ming: "?" He felt that the kid might have said something wrong.

Teacher Zhang: "Forget it, the teacher still can't do too much, you have to be considerate of the students."

I thank you for your understanding!

Guiming has troubles and can't tell, he can only hope that Teacher Zhang will also assign a lot of homework to the little ghost!

Then Teacher Zhang flipped through the remaining textbooks from the bookcase casually, and gave the little ghost three books, asking him to go back and read.

For Guiming, this is not homework at all!His unwilling eyes turned around the book in the kid's hand, and Teacher Zhang next to him covered his mouth with his hand and coughed pretendingly to hide his smile.

Both his eyes hidden behind the glasses were narrowed, making his eyes narrow and long, like a fox spirit.

"Go back to your dormitory first. Your dormitory is not full. There are only three people living in it. The extra bed is for your brother."

He picked up the thermos cup on the table, lifted the lid comfortably, blew on the smoke, and emphasized by the way: "Remember to have evening classes at nine o'clock in the evening."

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Guiming took the kid and his freshly released homework, and left Teacher Zhang's office. Outside the office was a long corridor with tightly closed windows on one side.

On the top of the corridor is a long-tube lamp that is attached to the junction of the wall and the ceiling. One of the lamp tubes is too old, and the wick on the left is black, and it is not so bright, and it flickers from time to time.

The little ghost has never seen the school, so he has been looking around with his head propped up, trying to see the scene outside the window through the blue glass, but in the end it is only reflected in his own face. He makes faces at himself in the mirror, and is amused by himself laugh.

Guiming walked ahead and found that there was no one behind, turned around again, dragged the kid to him, and whispered: "You walk ahead of me."

After passing through two classrooms with locked doors, they finally reached the stairs. The stairs were equipped with sensor lights, and it was dark at the moment.

Guiming stomped his feet and the lights came on.

The little ghost also stomped his feet, making a "bang bang bang" sound.

He jumped all the way down the stairs.

The sound of "bang bang bang" echoed in the stairwell, and there was no one else to be seen except the two of them.

Generally, when Guiming is alone, he is a little timid. He will quickly run down without looking back. He can run down three flights of stairs in less than 3 minutes. Without fear, I stood by and watched the little ghosts slapstick, jumping down like the zombies in the TV.

"Bang Bang Bang!"

At first it sounded like an echo, but when Guiming listened carefully, it didn't feel right. The voice was clearer and the kid's voice was heavier.

When we got to the second floor, the lights on the second floor were completely turned off, and the outside of the stairs was completely dark, but I don’t know who placed the ball here, bouncing down the stairs, and the sound came from the ball .

The little ghost stopped jumping immediately, and rushed over like an arrow leaving the string.

Guiming didn't stop him either, he didn't dare to do it alone, but he felt very happy when he saw the little ghost.

The little ghost picked up the ball, held it in his arms like a child, and turned his head to show Guiming a smile.

Gui Ming said: "I don't know whose it is... Forget it, you can take it with you if you like."

The little ghost patted the ball to the first floor, walked from the first floor to the entrance hall and passed through a back-shaped corridor. One side of the corridor faced the open-air flower garden in the center of the building. There was no wall, and the lights were old because of There were more or less problems, and one of them was a bit outrageous, and the whole light changed color, turning into that dark red tone.

A blood-red light appeared on the entire white tile wall. Gui Ming led the little ghost through the light without squinting. He didn't look down. Oozing blood.

But it was wiped off by the little devil's hand before it fell, and once it left the range of the light, the blood on the little devil's hand was completely invisible.

The kid put his hand in front of his nose and sniffed, and made a vomiting expression.

It happened that Guiming had already passed the light source, and he was not as nervous as before. For some reason, he just felt very cautious, so he held his breath subconsciously, not daring to look around, and it felt better to walk past that place.

Turning his head, he saw that the little ghost was disgusted, as if he was smelled by his own hands.

Gui Ming couldn't help but find it funny: "I'll take you back to take a shower later, there is a bathroom in the dormitory, you can use my meal card to swipe it."

The little ghost nodded. When he walked out of the teaching building, he had to go through two playgrounds and a cafeteria to reach the dormitory building. Fortunately, there were street lights on the side of the road, so it was not too dark, but the visibility was not very high. There were pagoda trees on both sides, and the playground was beside the There is also a bronze statue of Confucius, but because it is too dark, it looks like a strange shadow standing from a distance.

Guiming walked with the little ghost while chatting, trying to pass this paragraph quickly, he tried his best to ignore the surrounding environment, just staring at the little ghost's face——

"We usually turn off the lights at ten o'clock in the evening, so you go back and take a shower first, and try to stagger the time with others, so that you won't be too rushed."

"The other two roommates who live with your brother are not very enthusiastic people, but they are not talkative, so you just call everyone brother."

"I have to go to evening class at nine o'clock, and I will be back before the lights are turned off, so you have to finish your homework before then..." After finishing speaking, he paused and emphasized: "Reading is also homework!"

The little ghost has been holding the ball and quietly following Guiming, dragging the ball with his hands and putting it behind his back, where Guiming can't see, a small hand patted on the ball, trying to put it The ball was slapped off the kid's hand, but it didn't move at all...

tiny hand:……

It's embarrassing.

Guiming's voice paused: "What voice?"

The kid let out a bewildered "ah", as if he didn't hear anything, then turned his gaze to the building that was still lit aside, and diverted Gui Ming's attention: "What's there?"

When Guiming saw the cafeteria, his heart suddenly settled down, and he was not so afraid when he saw the bright environment.

He said: "That's the cafeteria. There should be fried noodles or something. Do you want to eat?"

The kid shook his head.

Gui Ming said: "Forget it." He originally planned to go to the cafeteria to eat some warm food, to appease his frightened little heart.

Every time he walks on the school night road, he subconsciously raises his heart, always afraid of bumping into something that shouldn't appear...

It's okay if there are many people with classmates, but it's really scary to be alone.

For Guiming, the nights at school are really scary. There are no students in class during the day, and the classrooms are empty. He can't help but think about it, and always feel that there are people in those classrooms...

Coupled with the fact that he has read many horror stories about the school, the atmosphere is already very underworld, and coupled with his own random thoughts, it is even more serious.

That's why every time he kept his mind on his back, didn't look sideways, and hurriedly passed through various scenes of the underworld without stopping at all.

After passing the cafeteria, two or three people began to appear on the originally empty road. Some of them were students from other grades.

There are also small bags of snacks from convenience stores, or milk tea from milk tea shops with friends.

Seeing the popularity at this moment, Guiming completely relaxed, he was not as nervous as before, and he did not walk as hurriedly as before. He walked slowly, and at the same time he was in the mood to say to the little ghost: "The third dormitory building is Ours, the entire junior high school lives here, and the other one is the high school, and I will move there soon."

The little ghost seemed to understand, he seemed to like the little ball he picked up, and he kept holding on to it.

Guiming felt that the little ball was a bit dirty, and the color was a bit dark red, with many black marks on it, but the kid didn't usually touch any toys in the village, so he didn't say much.

He just said, "Give me the ball later, and I'll clean it up for you."

But the little ghost didn't obediently agree like before: "No!"

Guiming was stunned for a while, but he was not angry, but a little funny, because he found it rare: "Why?"

He took a long breath on purpose, and looked at the kid teasingly, did he already start protecting his things?

The kid just said: "I'll wash it myself!" He held the ball tightly, as if he was afraid that Guiming would come and grab it.

Gui Ming still had a smile in his tone: "Okay, okay, you wash it yourself, you have to wash it clean, do you know..."

While speaking, he had already arrived at the dormitory building, and the dormitory aunt leaned out the window to look at him. She was about to look away, but suddenly turned her head back suddenly, showing a surprised tone: "Guiming!?"

Guiming was a little embarrassed all of a sudden, because of this sound, the students who had been entering and leaving the dormitory also stopped and looked at him together.

He could only nod to Aunt Suguan: "It's me." Pushing the kid: "My brother and I, Mr. Zhang asked my brother to come and live with us..."

Auntie Suguan only glanced at the little ghost, she didn't seem to care much, she just turned her attention to Guiming again: "Where did you go, you don't know, your parents are dying of anxiety, Do they know you're back?"

Gui Ming said: "Teacher Zhang asked me to go back to the dormitory first, and said that he would tell my family."

"That's good, that's good." The auntie of the dormitory patted her chest and said, "I really scared you to death. Your parents came to the door and said you were missing. I couldn't believe it. What an obedient child! Yesterday! My son was still talking and laughing with me, why suddenly..." As he spoke, his eyes were red, and he smiled at Guiming with tears in his eyes.

Auntie Suguan usually looks familiar. I don’t know why, she always looks cold and indifferent to others, but she is different to Guiming. She is very enthusiastic. A few words can't get away at all.

Guiming stood there in embarrassment, facing the eyes of the people around him, and smiled dryly: "I encountered some accidents."

The dormitory aunt asked casually: "What accident?"

Guiming felt that there was nothing to hide, so he said bluntly: "When I met a passer-by, I don't know what to think. He insisted on giving me a key and sent me away."

He also joked: "I got it back after going through two dungeons in a row with the breaker."

The dormitory aunt looked at him like Godzilla.

It took a long time before she stammered: "My God, my God, my God!" She said it for several days in a row, then supported Gui Ming's shoulders, looked up and down, and used a very exaggerated tone: "It's too dangerous for you. How could you be so careless? Didn't your lord protect you by your side? Fortunately, fortunately..."

She said "fortunately" several times in a row: "You child! Fortunately, you are back with all your beards and tails."

Gui Ming subconsciously said a little more, showing off a bit: "Mr. Zhang said that I can follow the evening class today."

Auntie Suguan showed a somewhat complicated expression, as if she was not very pleased, but seeing Guiming's happy look, she still said: "...It should, it should."

After speaking, he sighed several times, reached out to wipe away his tears, and said, "Have you brought the key, I'll get it for you."

Guiming was stunned: "Is my roommate not here?"

The dormitory aunt said: "Your two roommates are usually silent, but they are still loyal. They asked the school for leave and said that they would go back and organize people to find you. They took a week off and probably won't be back until tomorrow. .”

Guiming really didn't expect this at all, he was stunned on the spot, and he didn't follow up until the housekeeper aunt urged him.

To be honest, although he and his two roommates usually live in the same room, they really don’t have much in common. They have different classes every morning, because they are not in the same class. He is in class three, and the other two are in class two. His academic performance is also a little better than him.

When they come back, they all do their own homework, and at most they ask when they take a shower: "Do you want to take a shower now? If you want to wash, I will let you."

"If you don't wash it, I will wash it."

Then there's—

"I'm going to pour water, do you want water?"

Just a normal normal greeting.

He won't chat and talk until twelve o'clock in the middle of the night, and he won't complain about who and who. His two roommates are as silent as two wooden men.

But I heard the dormitory auntie say that his two wooden roommates even asked for leave to go home because of his disappearance and left their studies to find him.

Guiming feels that although he looks cold, he is a rare warm-hearted...

It was he who misunderstood them.

The dormitory auntie went to open the door for him, then directly gave the key to Guiming, and then gave the little ghost a pair, and said to Guiming: "Your roommate is not here. When you come down at 40:[-], auntie will take you go."

Gui Ming had a feverish face: "No need, I will go by myself." No matter what, it was as if he hadn't grown up.

Auntie Su Guan had a very serious look: "No, you have never had sex before, so you can't be brave at a time like this!"

Gui Ming could only bite the bullet and respond, feeling that in the eyes of the dorm auntie, he might not be as good as a kid... Well, he might be not as good as it is, anyway, the size of a kid is also a BOSS.

Although he is a stupid bird, but the stupid bird has to fly first.Guiming cheered himself up in his heart.

He looked around the dormitory, probably because he hadn't lived in it for a few days, it looked a little strange.

Two bunk beds are placed on the left and right, and there are four desks on both sides of the bed. The three beds are covered with quilts, and only one is empty, but now it is full of various luggage.

Guiming asked the kid to wash up first, and he cleaned up his bed first.

The little ghost was holding the ball, and Gui Ming frowned at that time: "What are you doing holding the ball while taking a shower?"

The kid said, "When I take a bath, I also give the ball a bath."

The corner of Guiming's mouth twitched, and he raised his hand: "Okay, you go."

He stood there, then remembered: "Wait a minute, I'll insert the meal card for you...you know how to wash?"

The kid looked at him blankly.

Guiming sighed: "Forget it, let me wash it for you first."

Guiming took off his clothes until only the big underpants were left, pulled out the meal card from his drawer, and pushed open the door of the bathroom. The door was made of plastic, similar to the door of a public toilet, and there was a Plug it in, plug it in and it won't open.

The entire bathroom is less than two square meters, and the nozzle protruding from the top is still fixed and cannot be taken down. At most, it can be turned around.

There is a water valve next to the tiles, and there are two blue plastic wrenches wrapped in iron sheets on both sides. One side is for adjusting hot water, and the other side is for cold water.

There is a plastic box in the middle, when Guiming inserts the meal card, the box beeps with a beep, and the display screen shows—【6.8】

Guiming said "tsk" at that time: "That's a lot!? Forget it, it's barely enough."

He pushed the kid forward, and the kid was still holding the ball, while turning the hot water valve to halfway, and then turned the cold water valve to a quarter position.

The nozzle immediately started spraying water. It was a bit cold at first, and Guiming couldn't help shivering. When the hot water came up, he started rubbing himself, the kid, and... rubbing the ball.

In the end, the ball still did not escape his clutches, and there was a brush pinned to the top of the water pipe, so he directly pointed the brush at the nozzle and swiped it vigorously.

Because once the hot water is released, the money will be deducted all the time. In order to save money, he acted fiercely and fiercely. Let alone the kid, the ball is completely in a daze.

Guiming grinned a little because he was too hard, and said to the kid next to him who was stunned: "What are you doing in a daze, hurry up and make foam, it's one piece and two pieces!"

It's worthless for him to take a bath by himself!

Facing a pile of plastic bottles, the kid didn’t know which one to use, so Guiming rubbed his roommate’s shower gel, his shower gel had already been used up, and there was an empty plastic box left in the bathroom, and he usually poured water into it, Don't ask, asking is poverty.

Guiming held the trembling ball with one hand, because the ball was facing the nozzle all the time, Guiming only thought that the ball was shaken by the water, and said, "This ball is too slippery, it's hard to hold!"

While pouring some shower gel on the little ghost, he said, "Wipe it off!"

After the kid finished rubbing himself, and a pile of foam came out, Gui Ming used the foam to rub himself and the ball again.

When the two of them came out with a ball, they felt refreshed all over.

The only time Guiming felt heartbroken was that he spent three and a half dollars in the shower!

This is enough for him to wash for five days!

Luxurious!

Guiming wiped himself with a towel, wiped the kid again, and then wiped the oily and slippery ball. It turned out to be yellow, so I imagined how dirty it was before.

Guiming handed the ball to the little ghost after washing it: "Here, I washed it for you, you should take care of it normally, you know?"

The little ghost held the ball in a complicated heart and nodded.

Guiming was wearing big underpants and a T-shirt, so he packed up the kid's bed, just as he had a spare set of quilts and pillows.

There is no need to cover the quilt at this time, a blanket is almost enough.

The little ghost was sitting next to him reading a book, Guiming went to pour water for his own cup, and also poured a plastic cup for the little ghost, and said to the little ghost, "The body wash you use for bathing is my roommate, that is, your little brother Bi Yes, when you meet someone tomorrow, remember to put your mouth on the sweet side, you know?"

The little ghost nodded, holding the ball absent-mindedly, patting the little ball with his hands one after another, there was actually a hint of comfort in it.

Guiming laughed beside him: "You are like holding a baby, that's fine, I won't compete with you, I will hurry up and finish my homework."

As he said that, he picked up a refill shaft, yes, the refill shaft, the kind that doesn't even have a pen case, and started writing quickly in front of the exercise book.

It was the first time for the kid to watch Gui Ming do his homework, and seeing that he finished writing a single page without typing a draft, hardly dozing off, and without any hesitation, his eyes couldn't help being attracted to him.

It wasn't until the third page that Guiming's speed slowed down, his brows were slightly locked, and then he started to pick up the book on the table and flip through it. Turn the pages with a snap.

Kid: ...

Little Ball: ...

A little head poked out from the little ball, and together with the little ghost, they watched Guiming write (fan) his homework intently.

After Guiming finished writing, he stretched his waist and looked at the time hanging on the wall. It was less than 10 minutes, as expected of me.

He is very good at science, he hates English and politics, he doesn't like to memorize words, and he doesn't like to read political books. For his math teacher, mathematics is too simple for him, and he doesn't need to learn it. Anyway, it is formulas within formulas, and public announcements set formulas.

For the math homework assigned by Mr. Zhang, he has almost not finished reading many of the questions, and the answers have already come out.

Guiming turned his head, and the little ghost quickly slapped the head on the little ball back with a nonchalant look on his face.

Guiming always felt that more than one person was looking at him just now. He touched his neck and turned his head again. His brain that had just been spinning rapidly was blank at the moment, and he didn't even want to turn at all.

This allowed the kid to escape a catastrophe.

It was supposed to go down at 08:30, but at [-]:[-], Teacher Zhang knocked on the door of their dormitory holding his thermos cup.

"Come on, I'll come and take you there," he said.