San Fu

Jiang Kuo was in a dilemma, he couldn't let go, whether he wanted to open the door of 107, or knock on the door of the opposite dormitory to ask for help, he had to put Duan Feifei down.

But in this kneeling position, if you lay flat on your back, you have to turn your legs into a W. He doesn't know if Duan Feifan has such good flexibility, anyway, he doesn't, if he lies forward...

"106!" Jiang Kuo called out in a low voice, "Is anyone here!"

"Who?" Someone in 106 replied, "Why?"

"I, Jiang Kuo," said Jiang Kuo, "come out to help."

The people inside were silent.

Jiang Kuo reflected on his tone and content within a second, and shouted again: "Duan Feifei fainted."

The door of 106 opened instantly.

"Damn," the shirtless man who came out hurriedly turned around and waved when he saw this scene, "Come help, what's going on?"

"I don't know, I've been drinking... I didn't drink many bottles..." Jiang Kuo held Duan Feifan's head, waited for Brother Baozi to straighten his legs, and then tried to use his arms to drag him off the ground .

It's a pity that he underestimated Duan Feifan's weight, coupled with this completely uncooperative state of exertion, he didn't even pull it up, and Duan Feifan's head was thrown back all at once.

"Hold his head." A white T-shirt who just ran out of the dormitory confessed.

Another black underpants touched the key from Duan Feifei to open the door.

"En." Jiang Kuo responded.

To be honest, he has never tidied up people. In the past, there were people who were drunk at the party, but he never took a second look. Now he was suddenly asked to lift someone, and he was a little flustered.

As soon as he released his hand to support his head, Duan Feifan's body fell backwards.

He quickly grabbed Duan Feifan's shirt on the chest, and lifted it up vigorously.

Duan Feifan's T-shirt, which seemed to be of good quality, was torn from the shoulder.

Several people in 106 turned their heads neatly and looked at him together.

Jiang Kuo grabbed Duan Feifan's right arm, and put on a skilled tone: "Pull the arm, and then hold the head."

The door of 107 opened, and several people dragged Duan Feifei into the room.

"Reclining chair." Jiang Kuo commanded again deftly.

The bed can't be lifted up, but fortunately there are reclining chairs. If you want to change to a dormitory, you have to put it on the floor.

After the recliner was leveled, someone went to wash the towels.

"Turn on the air conditioner." Jiang Kuo said as he ran out of the dormitory.

"Uncle Zhao!" He patted the window of the duty room.

Uncle Zhao turned his head, saw him, and pointed at him immediately: "What's wrong with you?"

"Duan Feifei fainted!" Jiang Kuo said, "Do you know what happened to him? He didn't drink a few bottles, and suddenly..."

"Having fainted?" Uncle Zhao thought for two seconds.

"Don't understand you!" Jiang Kuo was anxious, took out his mobile phone, and prepared to dial 120.

"I'll go take a look." Uncle Zhao made a gesture of "please be cautious and don't panic", got up and left the duty room, and walked in, "have you been drinking?"

"Yes." Jiang Kuo pushed Uncle Zhao from behind, "Can you walk faster?"

"Are you polite?" Uncle Zhao quickened his pace, "It's fine if you drink, and you don't pass out after drinking. He can't even drink Duan Ling with that little capacity!"

As a person who had never been drunk before, Jiang Kuo couldn't understand that three boxes of beer with 45 cans, even if it was a large can, could still be passed out by nine people.

Uncle Zhao entered 107, walked to the reclining chair, bent over to look at Duan Feifan, and patted him on the face.

"Hmm..." Duan Feifei snorted.

"Fall asleep." Uncle Zhao came to a conclusion, "He was like this when he was a child. He drank a glass of beer and fell asleep while standing."

horse?

Jiang Kuo looked at Duan Feifan, and then at Uncle Zhao.

"Probably," the black underpants sighed, "I just snored when I wiped my face."

"Let's all go back to the dormitory." Uncle Zhao waved his hand, "It's fine if one of them stays here for a while."

Several people in 106 looked at Jiang Kuo at the same time. After all, this person wandered between 119 and 107 every day and had a double residence status.

"...Me." Jiang Kuo said.

Rescuing stray animals generally requires adhering to the principle of "rescuing people first"... and Duan Feifei still drank like this at his birthday barbecue PA.

After everyone dispersed, Jiang Kuo went back to 119 and took his own bed that had been stepped on. Although Duan Feifei had shaken him, he was still a little nervous, so he went to the side that he thought was stepped on. A quilt with a pin poked for distinction.

"Is it serious?" Tang Li asked, "Could it be alcohol poisoning?"

"Uncle Zhao said that he has been like this since he was a child, and he can't drink too much." Jiang Kuo said.

"It's really hard to judge by appearance," Li Zirui sighed. "With his appearance, I always thought he was the kind of 'boss! Here are two catties of beef and three catties of wine' knight-errant. I didn't expect that."

"Then let's say..." Ma Xiao suddenly said, "He's been in the rivers and lakes, and there's a dispute, and the enemy doesn't need poison to assassinate him, just a few cans of beer."

Several people laughed wildly.

Jiang Kuo entered Room 107 with the quilt in his arms. When he saw Duan Feifan, he remembered Ma Xiao's words and stood there amused for a long time before putting the quilt on the reclining chair next to him.

Daxia Duan slept on the recliner that cost a lot of money, and he could only sleep in this one that didn't cost a lot of money.

At first, he didn't think there was any difference between the two reclining chairs, but after lying on it, he realized that this cheap one, the maximum angle of laying it flat is not 180 degrees, and it is not as comfortable as a huge amount of money to sleep.

He straightened the back of the chair again, took out his mobile phone and was going to ask Da Pao about Benben's situation.

Duan Feifei beside him suddenly sat up.

"Are you awake?" Jiang Kuo was stunned.Is this person so startled when he wakes up drunk?

But Duan Feifei ignored him and didn't turn his head this way. After sitting for two seconds, he fell back with a bang and continued to sleep.

"I should have recorded it for you just now." Jiang Kuo said.

I just said that there will be a gift later, because I am afraid that no one will be there, so I will lie in the corridor all night!

By the way, a gift.

Jiang Kuo stood up and looked around the dormitory, but he didn't see any gifts, nothing that looked like gifts, he even glanced under the table twice.

"Where are the gifts?" Jiang Kuo walked up to Duan Feifan and pushed him, "Duan Feifan."

Duan Feifei moved his arms, but he didn't intend to wake up.

The last possible place is probably the closet, which is not locked, but Duan Feifei is asleep, so it is impossible for him to open the closet.

But it shouldn't be possible, with Duan Feifan's personality, it's unlikely that he would hide the gift in the closet when no one else could come in.

This kind of stupid thing is usually done when Boss Jiang gives his wife a gift.

Jiang Kuo sighed and lay back on the couch.

Although he doesn't have any expectations for gifts, and there is nothing that can surprise him as a gift, but in this case, a person tells him, I have a gift for you, and then there is no more.

Curiosity keeps people awake.

If this person was a cannon, he wouldn't be able to, but this person is his college classmate, a person who lives in a world he has never understood.

This gift is full of unknowns.

He sat up again.

There was one more place I couldn't find.

It was a large cardboard box on Duan Feifan's desk.

The lid of the carton was not closed tightly, with a piece the size of a palm opening.

Jiang Kuo walked over and looked inside, but he couldn't see anything clearly in the shadows. He took out his mobile phone, turned on the flashlight, and looked back at Duan Feifei.

Then he quickly swayed the light of the phone on the carton, and glanced at it by the light.

Create a scene where you pass by and take a glance.

Then he saw a bow tie.

that's it!

Jiang Kuo lifted the lid of the carton.

Inside is a huge black chinchilla, which looks like ceramic, with a small bow tied on one ear, which looks like it was on the cake box that Jiang Liao bought for him that day.

He reached out and tapped, yes, it was made of ceramics.

What is this?

He put down his cell phone, hugged the box and wanted to put the thing on the ground and have a look again.

Hold the cardboard box hard.

The carton only slid half a centimeter across the table.

The weight was beyond his imagination.

"Is this fucking real?" Jiang Kuo turned his head and asked Duan Feifan.

Duan Feifan's head was tilted towards him, but he slept soundly.

After mental preparation, Jiang Kuo picked up the box again, wrapped his hands under the cardboard box, and picked it up this time, but it did exceed the weight of a ceramic ornament, even if its size was beyond the normal range.

After putting it on the ground, Jiang Kuo grabbed the chinchilla by the ears and carefully lifted the thing out of the cardboard box.

"At least ten kilograms," he said, "Duan Feifei, did you hear that? Please wake up, what is this..."

He saw a slit on the back of Totoro's head.

"A piggy bank?" Jiang Kuo was shocked, looking at this chinchilla piggy bank about the size of a small water tank.

He slowly pushed the jar to a slanted angle, looked down, and found that it was still a jar with no mouth, and he didn't know what was in it, anyway, he had to smash it if he wanted to take it out.

"Is it money?" Jiang Kuo shook the jar, and there were some small sounds inside.

is money.

is a coin.

"Happy birthday." Duan Feifei's voice came from behind.

"Damn!" Jiang Kuo was squatting, but directly knelt down.

Looking back, Duan Feifan was still leaning on the recliner, looking at him happily with his head on his side and his arms on his pillow.

"Are you awake?" Jiang Kuo asked.

The place where Duan Feifei's clothes were torn off by him was very eye-catching. Jiang Kuo was a little embarrassed, but he didn't dare to tell Duan Feifan immediately in order to keep the conversation going normally and avoid fighting.

"Well," Duan Feifei said, "I didn't drink much, and I'll wake up in a while, even if I'm so sleepy, you can't fall asleep after nagging."

"I didn't drink much," Jiang Kuo said, "A normal person would just piss on a little wine..."

"Yes," Duan Feifei stood up and walked towards the toilet, "Don't tell me I almost forgot that I should be awake."

The toilet door slammed shut.

Jiang Kuo was a little speechless, so he could only sit on the chair and continue to look at the jar. After looking at it for a while, he couldn't help asking again: "Is there money in it?"

"Can you stop asking questions when people are peeing?" Duan Feifei's voice echoed from the toilet.

"You just say yes, no," Jiang Kuo said, "at most two words, not better than your string? This IQ is also worthy of urine shoes."

Duan Feifei washed his face, and when he came out, he seemed to be fine, and his steps were neat, but when he just fainted, his steps were also very neat.

"Put the coins in." Duan Feifei squatted next to the jar, and flicked his finger on the ear of the chinchilla, "1000 yuan."

Jiang Kuo was stunned: "What do you mean?"

"I took a thousand from the money I received from you, and put it in coins," Duan Feifei said, "Always remind you to learn to bargain."

"...My dad should be very grateful to you." Jiang Kuo said.

Duan Feifei smiled.

"Thank you." Jiang Kuo said, "This is really... I didn't expect it."

"I originally wanted to give you a red envelope directly," Duan Feifan said, "but I thought it was boring. This pot was given by Duan Ling and his mall's ceramics department, and she snatched it back."

Jiang Kuo opened his mouth, not knowing what to say.

"It's been at home for two months, and I don't know what to do with it." Duan Feifei said, "I just used it."

"Isn't it just a piggy bank at home? Put money in it." Jiang Kuo said.

"She's afraid that she'll take a step ahead before the jar is full," Duan Feifei said.

Jiang Kuo laughed: "There are few opportunities to use money now, and the year of the monkey can be filled... Where did you get so many coins?"

"The bus company changed it." Duan Feifei said.

"Don't all the buses scan the QR code?" Jiang Kuo said, "There are still so many coins?"

"Sure, do you know how to ride a bus?" Duan Feifei said, "Have you ever taken a bus?"

"That's what you said," Jiang Kuo clicked his tongue, and answered after a while, "I haven't sat down before."

Duan Feifei laughed so hard that he coughed twice.

"Is this bow the one on the cake box?" Jiang Kuo asked.

"The observation skills are good," Duan Feifan said, "That's the one, I found it to be quite intact, so I glued it on."

"Are you okay?" Jiang Kuo looked at him.

"Well," Duan Feifei stretched his neck, stretched out his hands to pinch the side of his neck and shoulders, "it's just..."

His hand paused, then touched his shoulder again.

Jiang Kuo cleared his throat and looked at him.

Duan Feifei also looked at him.

The silence was long.

After a while, Duan Feifei pointed at him, turned around and walked back to the toilet.

After a second, he backed out: "Jiang Kuo? Did you do this?"

"Yes." Jiang Kuo nodded.

Duan Feifei looked at him, raised his hand to take off his clothes, held it up and looked at it: "I didn't say that, I can almost guess how it was torn, but don't you know that when you pull people, you should pull your arms or something like that? , Can pulling clothes lift people up?"

"In a hurry." Jiang Kuo saw Duan Feifei's injuries.

Somewhat amazing.

This looks like the effect of being kicked, chopped, and chopped in circles.

"It's much better," Duan Feifei noticed that he was watching, threw down his clothes, took out a T-shirt from the closet, and put it on, "It was very obvious before, and I think it will be almost invisible in a few months. "

"Are you afraid?" Jiang Kuo asked.

"Huh?" Duan Feifei looked at him.

"It was when he was chopped off." Jiang Kuo asked.

Duan Feifei was silent for a while, then nodded: "I'm afraid."

Jiang Kuo didn't speak.

"How can I not be afraid," Duan Feifei said, "At that time, everyone was angry, so I held my head and looked for opportunities to run."

Jiang Kuo frowned.

"Fighting is most afraid of many people. If one person is killed, I don't know who is the fatal blow." Duan Feifei smiled, "You have never fought before, have you?"

"I've never fought like this before," Jiang Kuo said, "and...someone will help me."

"It's quite obedient, and it's different from what I imagined," Duan Feifei said, "I don't fight with others now. When I was a child... I was very angry for a while, and after those few years, I was no longer so impulsive."

"I'll buy you a new one tomorrow," Jiang Kuo said.

"No need," Duan Feifei said, "If you got into a fight with me, I'll make you pay for it."

"The guys from 106 brought you in together," Jiang Kuo said, "Uncle Zhao also came and said it's okay, you've always been like this."

"Five people even tore my clothes before bringing them in." Duan Feifei lay back on the chair and sighed.

"You are the worst drinker I have ever seen," Jiang Kuo said, "You are not as good as my mother."

Duan Feifei chuckled twice: "But I seem to be very good at drinking, and I can scare away a bunch of people by shouting 'full up!', and they don't dare to fight with me."

It stands to reason that Duan Feifan is already fine, so there is no need for anyone to guard him.

But Jiang Kuo was leaning on the recliner, chatting with him casually, and had no plan to go back to 119. Maybe he had been drinking, and he had been tossing about the piggy bank for a long time. He was sleepy now and didn't want to move.

He couldn't remember what else we talked about afterwards.

I don't know when I fell asleep.

Uneven reclining chairs have such a good sleep effect.

In the morning, Duan Feifei straightened up the back of his recliner, and he woke up suddenly.

"Today is class." Duan Feifei said.

"What time is it?" Jiang Kuo yawned.

"06:30." Duan Feifei said.

"It's too early..." Jiang Kuo stood up, bent down and picked up the chinchilla on the ground, "I'm throwing the quilt here first, I'll pick it up later."

"En." Duan Feifei responded.

119 Tang Li and Ma Xiao have already woken up, and they even went out for a half-hour morning jog, and they are doing stretching on the balcony at the moment.

Li Zirui was asleep on the bed with his head covered, and he hadn't gotten up yet.

Taking advantage of no one in the room, Jiang Kuo put the chinchilla jar he was holding on the table and pushed it against the wall.

"You woke up quite early." Tang Li came back from the balcony and was surprised to see Jiang Kuo.

"Thank you Duan Feifan for waking me up before six o'clock." Jiang Kuo took his clothes and went to take a shower.

Li Zirui was still sleeping when he came out after washing.

Tang Li was persuading each other by the bedside: "Get up, class starts at [-] o'clock, and we have to eat breakfast..."

"I don't eat breakfast anymore." Li Zirui said, "I lose weight."

"Jiang Kuo is up," Tang Li said, "Are you not as good as Jiang Kuo?"

"Hey." Jiang Kuo looked at him.

After persuasion, Li Zirui finally woke up when they were going out for breakfast.

"I went straight to the classroom," he said, "which building is it?"

"Seven Teachings 304," Tang Li said, "don't be late."

When passing 107, Jiang Kuo took a look inside, and Duan Feifan just packed his bag and was about to leave.

"Eat breakfast?" Jiang Kuo asked.

"Let's go." Duan Feifei said.

In the first semester, there are almost no major-related classes. There are only two classes in gardening. Many classes are taught together with other fragmented majors. There are a bunch of Chinese, English, and advanced mathematics. The only professional course is the professional introduction.

For Jiang Kuo, those courses similar to those in high school were not new at all, and he even started to feel sleepy when he took out his textbook and saw the words "College English".

Duan Feifan was sitting on his right, looking straight ahead quite seriously.

And he kept this posture longer than Tang Li on his left, he couldn't help but leaned forward, turned his head to look at Duan Feifan's face.

This guy is closing his eyes and meditating.

But not asleep.

When Jiang Kuo looked at him, he opened his eyes: "What's your business?"

"You continue." Jiang Kuo nodded.

The phone vibrated twice in his pocket.

Jiang Kuo took it out and looked, it was sent by the cannon.

- Are you in class?Today your mother called me and asked if you would go home after the holiday

-No return

-K!Say it yourself!

-knew

Jiang Kuo looked at the phone, a little lost in thought.

I have been away for so many days, except for calling my dad on the day I arrived at school, I have never contacted my family again. Maybe it is because my family can understand his situation through Cannon. He was homesick, and he never thought about contacting his family again.

Now that Da Pao mentioned his mother, he suddenly felt his heart soften.

After class, he took out his mobile phone and dialed his mother's number.

"Hello." My mother's voice came from over there.

"Mom," Jiang Kuo glanced at the few people walking beside him, and whispered, "Me."

"Your mother is not here." Mom said.

"I'm pretty good at school," Jiang Kuo said.

"I can see it," my mother said, "the happy fluttering moths don't even make a phone call."

"Didn't I fight?" Jiang Kuo asked in a low voice, "President Jiang isn't around, is he?"

"Mr. Jiang is a very busy person with work," my mother said, "Will you be waiting for your call at home when you have time? Are you driving back on National Day?"

"I won't go back." Jiang Kuo said.

Mom sneered: "Mr. Jiang really understands you."

"Can he not understand his son?" Jiang Kuo said.

"Then you are not my son," said the mother, "I thought you were home."

"I'm afraid I won't be able to get out after I go back." Jiang Kuo felt that someone had pulled his sleeve. When he turned his head to look, he saw Duan Feifei pointing to the road next to him. These people were actually going to the supermarket. I thought I was going to the classroom and followed Yitong.

"If you don't come back, then don't come back," my mother said, "Boss Jiang has already passed."

"What?" Jiang Kuo's voice rose in shock.

Several people stopped together and looked at him.

"He's going to spend the Mid-Autumn Festival with you." My mother said.