don't kill me

Chu Feng has been living in the south for the past ten years.

He originally thought that he would always settle in the south in the future, and after graduating from high school, he would go to a local university.After that, I found a job near my home. Although the days were dull, they were still very beautiful.

At least before this, he arranged for himself like this.

But just a few years ago, the focus of Chu Hong's work had to be shifted to the north.

He is already busy at work, so running around like this is not very realistic.And because of the job transfer, the company will provide a very ideal subsidy for buying a house in the north.

It is the kind of ideal that rounding up equals no money.

It stands to reason that for such a cost-effective thing, everyone should nod in response.

But that idiot Chu Hong was still struggling.

Chu Feng knew what Chu Hong was struggling with.

In the end it was he who made the decision.

In another year, he will die, and he feels that he can be sensible earlier.

Isn't it just a change of city life? It's not a terrible thing. Anyway, in the previous life, there is nothing that cannot be let go.

It is worth prostitution such a suite.

It's just that it's easy to say bold words, but when the day comes, I'm still a little nervous.

He admits that living in the north suddenly is still a big challenge for him.

So before coming to City H, he had been searching the Internet for the differences between the north and the south, and every time he found a huge difference, he would sigh.

But what made him sigh the most was the issue of height.

Someone on the Internet said that a boy in the north is 1.8 meters short!

God, can 1.8 meters be called short?

Then he is almost an adult, but his height is only 1.7 meters [-], isn't he a dwarf?

It seems that we have to pin our hopes on the water and soil in the north, if it is not guaranteed, he still has a chance to jump up.

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Chu Feng dragged the suitcase in one hand, and held a large bouquet of roses in the other. He stopped and stopped, and it was almost six o'clock when he arrived at the school gate.

He visually checked that there were at least 99 roses in this bouquet.

It looks good, but it takes too much effort to hold it.

In this short journey back to school, he had already switched hands five times.

Today is Sunday, and the school should have evening self-study at night.

After Chu Feng called Zhao Qiushi, he stood at the door for a while, and students had already returned to school one after another.It was probably because the bouquet of roses in his hand was so eye-catching that every time someone passed by, they would take a look at him.

It was unnatural for Chu Feng to be looked at by others. Excessive gazes would make him feel that he was a different kind.

But the bouquet of roses was too big, and he couldn't hide it. In the end, he could only drag the suitcase and stand in a darker place beside him. He lowered his head, trying to make himself less conspicuous.

After thinking about it, he put on his headphones again and turned on the music on his phone.

It seems that if you can't see others, others can't see him.

"Chu Feng."

After a song, Chu Feng saw someone stop in front of him from the corner of his eyes, and he subconsciously raised his head, it was Zhao Qiushi.

Chu Feng quickly took off the earphones, and then stood up: "Mr. Zhao is good."

Probably came running over, Zhao Qiushi still spoke with a bit of a tone, his eyes stopped for a while on the rose in Chu Feng's hand, and then he said: "Sorry, I'm delayed by something in the office."

"It's okay." Chu Feng quickly waved his hand.

Zhao Qiushi took Chu Feng's suitcase over and said, "Let's go, I'll take you to the bedroom first."

Chu Feng nodded and followed behind Zhao Qiushi.

The dormitory is on the north side of the teaching building.

There were not many people on the way to the dormitory, and Chu Feng breathed a sigh of relief without so many attentions.

He decided to put the roses away as soon as he arrived in the dormitory, and then he would never take them out again.

The environment in H City No. [-] Middle School was much better than his previous school, and the area was more than half the size.

Before Chu Feng came, he also searched the No. [-] Middle School of H City on the Internet.

H City No. 90.00 Middle School can be regarded as a top-ranked key high school in the country, and the annual college entrance examination rate has remained stable at around [-]%.According to the normal situation, he should not be eligible to transfer here. In the end, Chu Hongtuo found someone through his connections, so he was able to transfer here.But even so, he couldn't go to the ordinary class. The school strictly controlled the number of people in each class. It was also for this reason that he was assigned to the special sports class as a cultural student.

But this is what Chu Feng likes to hear.

First of all, there are relatively few students in the special sports class. Zhao Qiushi said in the afternoon that there are only 22 students in his class, and he only has 23 students.

Besides, as far as he knows, physical education is usually practiced, and there is a period of time every day when you are not in class.

In this way, many unnecessary exchanges are reduced.

And there is no special connection between them. They usually learn from each other, which is very good.

It's just that the accommodation is a headache, but it can be overcome barely.

"Have you eaten yet?" Zhao Qiushi led Chu Feng to the dormitory area, suddenly thought of something, and said, "I just called your dad, but he didn't answer, probably he is still busy."

Chu Feng said 'hmm': "I have eaten."

Then he added: "He is usually quite busy."

Zhao Qiushi asked again: "What did you eat?"

Chu Feng: "..."

In fact, he hadn't had time to go to dinner yet, and he just ate some biscuits on the way.Nodding and saying that I have eaten it is not a lie.

And when he said that, he still wanted to avoid this topic.But who knew that Zhao Qiushi didn't follow the routine and asked him what he ate...

"Forehead……"

Chu Feng scratched his hair, pursed his lips and said, "I bought a cup of milk tea." Before he could drink it, he dropped it on the ground.

However, in order to prevent Zhao Qiushi from extending the question, Chu Feng did not say the second half of the sentence.

"En." Zhao Qiushi looked down at Chu Feng: "And then?"

"Hmm..." Chu Feng lowered his head, his voice became smaller and smaller: "Then I just ate some other things casually."

Zhao Qiushi is a typical northern man. Although he didn't suspect anything, he still raised his eyebrows and said: "How about eating something casually? You are still growing your body. If you can't keep up with nutrition, you won't grow taller. "

Chu Feng: "..."

With that said, the two of them had arrived downstairs in the dormitory.

After Zhao Qiushi greeted the building manager, he took Chu Feng upstairs and said, "Otherwise, I'll see if your roommate is around, and if he is, I'll ask him to take you to the cafeteria for something to eat. Can be familiar with the campus."

Chu Feng quickly waved his hand and said no.

Just hearing what Zhao Qiushi said made him feel embarrassed.

It's too silly to hang out with people you don't know on campus and go to the cafeteria to eat together!

Isn't that the social death of social death? !

Zhao Qiushi led Chu Feng all the way up to the sixth floor, and then stopped in front of 619.

He opened the door with the key he got from the building management, and said: "The dormitory is a four-person room. I found it for you, but this room is relatively empty. Including you, there are three people in total, and no one will live in it in the future." .”

After finishing speaking, Zhao Qiushi paused for a moment, glanced at Chu Feng's expression, and continued, "Don't feel unnatural. They are also students in our class. If you have any unfamiliar things in the future, you can directly ask them. , can also have a care."

Chu Feng nodded, and the hand holding the rose subconsciously tightened up.

He was a little nervous.

After Zhao Qiushi pushed the door open, Chu Feng didn't move immediately, but stood outside the dormitory door and peeked inside.

The first thing that catches the eye is many pairs of sneakers that are not neatly arranged, one pair in the east and the other in the west, and there is even a lone one paralyzed on the ground in the middle of the dormitory.

In addition, there are many clothes that don't know whether they have been washed or not, and they are scattered in all possible places.

Apart from books, there were various things piled up on the tabletops. On one of the tabletops was a basketball with mud on it, and the stools were also arranged in a row.

The trash can outside the door is already full, and there are still many sports equipment in the corner.

Chu Feng was dumbfounded: "..."

To be honest, the dormitory environment is really not that good.

It's also a bit messy.

He has never seen such a messy dormitory since he was a child.

As Zhao Qiushi said, there are still two vacant beds in this dormitory, but despite this, there are so many things in the dormitory that it seems that there are five or six people living there.

However, Zhao Qiushi seemed to be used to such scenes, the expression on his face did not change at all, and he even seemed to think it was quite normal. He pointed to the two empty beds, turned around and said to Chu Feng: "Choose whatever you want. A seat."

After finishing speaking, he probably noticed the astonishment on Chu Feng's face, he paused, and laughed: "It seems a bit messy."

Chu Feng: "..."

Just a little messy?

Chu Feng walked slowly into the bedroom with an indescribable expression.

The dormitory is a regular bed and table. He picked a bed next to a relatively clean bed. After placing the roses on the table, he was a little at a loss for a while.

On the other hand, Zhao Qiushi found a rag from nowhere, and stepped on it neatly to wipe the bed board for him. While wiping, he asked curiously, "Did your father give you this rose?"

Chu Feng got stuck when he heard the words. He subconsciously thought of that fierce boy riding a motorcycle, and he would be a bit at a loss as to how to respond for a while.

Seeing that he didn't speak, Zhao Qiushi glanced down: "Huh?"

"Oh." Chu Feng agreed in a daze, "Yes."

After finishing speaking, it was only then that Zhao Qiu realized that Zhao Qiu was wiping the bed board for him. He opened his mouth, feeling embarrassed for a while, and hurriedly said, "Mr. Zhao, I'll do it myself."

"It's okay, it's the same."

Zhao Qiushi waved his hand, stepped on the gun again, and joked: "If your father knows, I will leave you here like this, and I can split it open when I turn back."

After saying that, Zhao Qiushi went to the bathroom, and said again: "I'll go wash the habu, you should sit and rest first."

Chu Feng opened his mouth again, seeing that Zhao Qiushi had already gone to the bathroom to wash cloths, his face began to turn red visibly with the naked eye.

However, when Chu Feng was at a loss for what to do, an untimely laughter suddenly came from outside the door——

"My child, is this rose given to you by your father?"

Chu Feng felt a 'thump' in his heart, and his whole body froze. He turned his head subconsciously——

Outside the dormitory door, a tall and big boy was lazily leaning against the door frame, with a familiar helmet under one arm.

Looking up, there is a slightly bruised jaw, and then a straight nose bridge.Under the neat short hair, there was a playful smile in the deep eyebrows.

Laughing foolishly.

It's the big guy on the motorcycle!

At this moment, the light is sufficient, and Chu Feng can see the opponent's appearance more intuitively.

At first glance, the boy's figure is the one that has been trained, with typical broad shoulders, narrow waist and long legs. Under the thin T-shirt, nice muscle lines are vaguely outlined.While speaking, he walked in with his helmet in his arms, with a loose air in every gesture.

I have to say that a handsome man is handsome even if his face is painted. The bruise on his chin not only has no effect, but it adds a little unspeakable wildness to him anyway.

Handsome is really handsome.

Fierce is also really fierce.

Chu Feng's face turned redder.

The scalp also started to tingle.

How did this man find him! ! !