Break the high-cold personality

The author has something to say: Pokémon = Pokémon = Pokemon. 255 is the maximum friendship value of Pokémon in the Pokémon game.

Yi Shuli, who was hanging the curtain of the bed, paused for a moment, his face showing embarrassment.

After not receiving a response for a long time, Qu Ke turned his chair and looked at him: "Have you heard the story of the artificial pool in our school?"

Yi Shuli thought for a while, shook his head, and looked at him curiously.

"When the school was first built, there was a well there," Qu Ke flicked the electronic cigarette in a decent manner, "a wild cat fell into it and died, and became a water ghost. It screamed every time it rained. The students looked up curiously, but they were dragged down by the cat, and they were smashed to pieces, leaving no whole body dead.”

"Then the school filled the well and dug an artificial pool, but some students still fell into it and drowned for no reason."

His voice was a little hoarse, and it sounded like an old tape with noise. Yi Shuli was very nervous when he heard it, and hugged his doll tightly: "What happened later? Why didn't I hear the seniors and sisters in the forum say that?" This story."

"Later..."

Qu Ke gave him a meaningful look, then threw an eraser and hit him on the head, gnashing his teeth and said: "Later, the new China was established! Get rid of superstition and adhere to dialectical materialism!"

"You say you are a person, why do you believe what others say?"

Yi Shuli was pushed out of the dormitory by Qu Ke even with his luggage.

"I think you've been poisoned by the Internet too much, so you don't read things like Zhihu Weibo forums in the future," Qu Ke stood in the corridor, pinched Yi Shuli's face, rubbed it round and flattened it, and then stuffed him with the compulsory 4 Political textbook, "Marketing accounts only eat people like you, what you hear is what you see, what you see is what you see, don't always be led astray by a few words, prepare well."

Yi Shuli was a little dazed, and used the quantum mechanics reading method to go through the content of "Life and Philosophy", and knocked twice on the door of Qu Ke's dormitory.

When the door was opened again, Qu Ke had already raised her bangs with a wide-brimmed headband, and was applying a facial mask.

"what happened again?"

Yi Shuli handed him the textbook.

"I, I'm a science subject, so I don't need to preview this." He was still very afraid of Quke, for fear that he would find a dozen tall and burly boys to beat him up in a sack like the rumors in the forum. , "Don't you endorse?"

Qu Ke looked at Yi Shuli's trembling eyelashes, then at the book in his hand, took the textbook away with an "oh", and closed the door heavily.

Standing at the door of the 1324 dormitory, Yi Shuli entered his fingerprints after a fierce psychological struggle.

Before opening the door, he had prepared for the worst.

Or, Tian Sique threatened him with a cold tone, choose between not breathing or getting out of the dormitory.

Or, Tian Sique shot him with cold eyes, and told him that those who crossed the line would die.

Yi Shuli began to pray, hoping that the bathroom would not be on the same side as Tian Sique's bed, otherwise he would have to either run halfway to school every day to take a bath in the public bathhouse, or rot and stink in his own three-acre field.

After doing enough psychological construction, Yi Shuli pushed open the door of the dormitory.

The dormitory that Qu Ke "took care of" has completely two styles. Tian Sique didn't draw the curtains, and the whole dormitory was bathed in the sun, exuding a refreshing atmosphere.

There are two pots of spider plants on the balcony, and the blue sheets and blue quilts distributed by the school are hanging on the drying rack.

On the west side is Tian Sique's bed and desk. The bed is meticulously arranged. There are storage racks hanging on the guardrail, and there are a few vocabulary books. The desk is full and neatly arranged with books and test papers.Tian Sique was working on the desk with his back facing him, and the butterfly bones propped up the thin clothes, like a pair of folded wings hidden under the foggy gray.

Tian Sique did not hear the sound of him entering the door.

Yishu carp walks like a fish wagging its tail through the lotus, without making any sound.

He carried the suitcase into the house, closed the door softly, opened the suitcase softly, and began to rearrange his site again.

He didn't bring much clothes, except for two school uniforms, which were bought by his mother for him.

Yi Shuli is from the third generation, and his family is rich, but probably only Qu Ke knows about it in school.

Because he is frugal and low-key, except that the cafeteria only eats the third floor, which is sold as expensive and unpalatable under the banner of natural, healthy and pollution-free materials, he is no different from ordinary students, even looks poorer, and he is not willing to buy new pens. The black pen refills bought at wholesale prices are full of pockets.

There is a reason for his frugality.

Yi Shuli's father, Yi Yuanjun, was as virtuous as Qu Ke when he was young. He was ignorant of learning and skills, and he didn't know how to manage the company.

Jiang Xinghuang advised him to invest less blindly and read more books, but he didn't listen, so he could only turn his head and tell their good son, that sooner or later, like Yi Yuanjun, he will lose all the family property left by his grandfather, he must be diligent and hardworking, I will live on my own in the future.

Yi Shuli is very obedient, although he really can't study hard.

Yi Yuanjun pays him 2000 a week for living expenses, and Yi Shuli only spends 300 of it, and saves the rest, ready for Yi Yuanjun to take his mother to pack up and run away at any time when he faces bankruptcy.

After hanging up the clothes, he made the bed again. First, he stepped on the chair and put the mattress and sheets on the bed. Then he took out his Kiraqi doll and threw it on the bed. He heard a "bang", and the doll fell on the bed. The wall, then bounced to the ground behind him.

Yi Shuli straightened his back in fright, and turned around stiffly like his bones were rusted.

Tian Sique also heard the sound, but did not turn back immediately, but picked up the doll first and dusted off the dust.

He turned his chair and raised his eyebrows when he saw Yi Shuli, which meant: Did you go to the wrong dormitory again?

Yi Shuli frantically took out his school badge, and whispered, "I, my name is Yi Shuli, your roommate."

Tian Sique put on the black-rimmed glasses at hand, glanced at the school card in his hand, nodded, and threw the Kiraqi doll to him.

"Tian Sique." He said, and continued to work on the problem. "Wishing star, don't throw it away."

Yi Shuli was stunned.

Just now Tian Sique said a total of nine words to him.

Although they jumped out three by three, it was rumored that it would be extremely difficult to pry three words out of Tian Sique's mouth, so he was... more talkative than he imagined, and he didn't So difficult?

He rubbed Kiraqi's somewhat dirty ribbon.

Wait, he just called his puppet Wishing Star instead of a ragdoll or a big-headed alien?

Yi Shuli remembered that not long ago, Kiraqi's unofficial translation was called Wishing Star.

Although Pokémon has high national popularity, the public is familiar with it. Apart from Pikachu, it is the Kanto Imperial Family. Although Kiraqi is a mythical beast, its popularity is not so high that it is out of the circle.

Perhaps the excitement of meeting a fellow friend made him cross the red line that made him frightened, "Do you like Pokémon too?"

Tian Sique's pen tip paused, leaving a blurred black spot on the draft paper.

He nodded, and took out a sticky acrylic keychain.

Yi Shuli's favorability for him instantly increased to 255.

There are no villains who love Pokémon.That's what Yi Shuli thinks. The friends he met on the Internet have very good personalities.

However, not only did he have no friends around him, but the social circle that his cousin Jiang Boxue forced him to contact with all laughed at him as a teenager and watched cartoons, thinking him childish.

The excitement of meeting a fellow friend made him dare to drag his chair and sit next to Tian Sique.

There was still a smell of laundry detergent on his clothes, which was not unpleasant, but Tian Sique still wrinkled his nose and moved away from him calmly.

Compared with his peers, Tian Sique's facial features looked calmer.

His facial features are well-rounded, his skin is very white, and the color of his lips seems to be stained with blood. From a distance, he looks good. Although the proportions are not perfect, his eyelashes are so deformed by the lens that they look so good. A mole at the corner of his right eye made him look more like a delicate work of art.

I look much better in person than in sneak photos, and Yi Shuli sighs.

With such a high popularity, it seems that not only is the character design attractive, but the image is indeed a plus.

But he was still a little unconvinced. Yi Shuli touched his face. His image is not bad. His face value is 7 points according to the Zhihu standard. If Qu Ke hadn't pinched his face round, he could still Fill up directly.

Tian Sique was doing a thermodynamics problem that he couldn't understand.

His handwriting is the same as his own, neat and beautiful, with just the right amount of publicity.

Yi Shuli can't keep his mouth shut in front of peers who want to get to know him.

"When did you arrive at the school? The school opened yesterday. Did you come yesterday?"

"Which part is this? Is it the homework assigned by the new teacher?"

Tian Sique didn't answer, but still buried himself in the question.

Yi Shuli refused to let go: "Are you a game party or an animation party, which generation do you like most? I am..."

"Get lost!" Tian Sique was impatient with his quarrel, he took out his left hand from the hole in the table, and took a truth stick to gag his mouth.

With a cold tone and a concise command sentence, Yi Shuli, who had only said three sentences, remembered Tian Sique's character set on the forum who didn't talk too much and only slapped his face, and fell silent instantly.

He got up and hugged his chair, said goodbye and returned to his original position, crawled onto the bed with lingering fear in his hands, biting the truth stick, and made the bed.

After he hung up the bed curtain, he lay down in the small airtight space to experience a full sense of security, peeled off the candy wrapper of Zhenzhi stick, tasted the sweet and sour apple flavor, and thought to himself, although Tian Sique's attitude is cold , but the sugar given was sweet, and it seemed that it was not as bad as the rumors in the forum.