San Fu

"Oh fuck?" Duan Feifei was only shocked when he turned around.

He didn't know if Jiang Kuo was out of his mind or determined to make trouble. This was the first time in his life that someone was so persistent in bringing ununiformed bodyguards to repeatedly provoke him within two hours.

Shocked.

After shaking for two seconds, Ding Zhe said: "Awesome, this sound."

"The thing that lacks oxygen in the brain." Duan Feifei gritted his teeth and cursed.

Dong Kun looked at him, as if he didn't know whether he was scolding Ding Zhe or Jiang Kuo.

However, when he saw Jiang Kuo sitting in the car with a calm face and seemed to fall asleep after five seconds of stalemate, Dong Kun was sure that it was Jiang Kuo who was scolding.

This calm behavior after pretending to be forceful is very challenging to Duan Feifei's violent temper.

"Come." Duan Feifan walked to the middle of the road, facing the front of the car, raised his arms and waved to Jiang Kuo, "Come."

"Extraordinary," Ding Zhe hurriedly followed, "It's not necessary."

"It's enough to swear a few words," Dong Kun also came over, "Just let it hit the car, it won't hit you."

"Both of you go!" Duan Feifei's morale almost made them both let go.

Dong Kun and Ding Zhe didn't speak any more, and they didn't walk away either. They were "senior students" after all. In this kind of conflict between a freshman and a fake freshman, they had to ensure the safety of both parties.

"Come on," Duan Feifei looked at Jiang Kuo, "Aren't you in a hurry?"

"My mother..." Jiang Kuo sighed, raised his hand and rubbed his forehead, "What the hell is going on?"

"Let's fight." Da Pao said, "You have taken the initiative to do this, so you can't blame others for your cooperation."

"Be patient." Jiang Kuo gritted his teeth.

Just when he was about to raise his hand to make a bow to Duan Feifan and say sorry, Duan Feifan suddenly yelled: "I can't pass!"

The hand that Jiang Kuo had just raised to the side of the steering wheel made his voice so frightened that it almost hit Da Pao's face.

He grabbed the steering wheel with a jerk.

He slammed the accelerator a few times.

Growing up so big, it was the first time he met him when he wanted to bow his head and admit cowardice, the other party didn't allow it.

"Jiang Kuo." Cannon grabbed his arm.

Jiang Kuo ignored him.

"Didn't I say that you still have something to read?" Cannon said, "I've come up with one now! Do you want to hear it!"

Jiang Kuo kicked the accelerator again.

"You have never done anything illegal!" Da Pao shouted, "You have never even crossed a red light! You are polite to pedestrians! You are a good citizen who abides by the law, Jiang Kuo! You almost hit a tree to hide from the cat Your kind man, Jiang Kuo!"

Jiang Kuo raised his arm and shook off his hand, and the car rushed forward suddenly.

Then came the brakes again.

The front of the car stopped close to Duan Feifan's leg.

"Look at what technology is." Jiang Kuo said.

"Fuck you, uncle." Da Pao leaned on the back of the chair and cursed in shock, gnashing his teeth, "This Duan Feifan is also a fucking talent...you don't even know how to hide!"

Although the two people next to Duan Feifei still had their hands on him, they had already pushed back a step, but Duan Feifan stood motionless.

At this moment, he put his hand on the front of the car heavily, looked at Jiang Kuo: "Come down."

Just go down.

I don't want to buy these clothes today, at worst I will continue to wear the old man's undershirts tomorrow.

Jiang Kuo swung his arm and opened the car door.

At the same time when his foot hit the ground, he noticed that Duan Feifan's face suddenly changed, and his gaze moved down.

"The fault light is on." Cannon pointed to the dashboard.

A Porsche 911 was slapped by myself, and the headlights fell off.

Duan Feifan couldn't believe it when he saw the left headlight that had slid half an inch forward from the base and suddenly went out.

What kind of internal strength is this?

What a quality!

He stood up straight and looked at Jiang Kuo who got out of the car.

Jiang Kuo walked forward and stopped almost face to face with him.

Then squinted down.

"It's awesome." Jiang Kuo said.

"Where's Pengcier?" Duan Feifei said.

"That's not true." Jiang Kuo stared at him, stretched out a finger, tapped on the headlight, and then pushed back, the headlight was pushed back to its original position, and turned on again.

"Damn?" Duan Feifei forgot that he was still angry, and exclaimed.

"I bumped into it the day before yesterday," Jiang Kuo said, "I can't get stuck. I need to fix it this afternoon."

"Accident car?" Duan Feifei said.

"I bumped into it, once," Jiang Kuo said, "You just had an accident."

Duan Feifei's expression changed instantly, and he looked at him without speaking.

"Trouble, please," Jiang Kuo looked at him and took a deep breath, "Thank you."

"You're welcome." Duan Feifei said.

Jiang Kuo returned to the car and found that Da Pao had taken out the toolbox.

"Why?" Jiang Kuo stared at him.

"Paste it," Da Pao shook the roll of black tape in his hand, "It's already to the point where it will fall off after just one slap. I'm afraid I'll fly out halfway, so I'll pick it up again in the fast lane..."

Jiang Kuo paused for two seconds, grabbed the tape, and got out of the car again.

Under the puzzled gaze of Duan Feifan and the others, he tore off a piece of tape and pasted it horizontally on the headlight.

Then start tearing.

I don't know what the tape is for, he's ripped it to twice the length, and it's not fucking broken.

Just as he was about to bite his teeth, a hand reached over and took away the tape.

Jiang Kuo turned his head and watched as Duan Feifei tore off the 800-meter-long piece of tape he had pasted before, and then pulled out a new one. He stuck and pulled his fingertips upwards, and the tape broke.

Then put the tape on the headlights.

Just as he was about to continue pasting the next one, Jiang Kuo took the tape back again, and did as he did, huh!Click!Tore off a piece of tape and pasted it crosswise on the headlights.

Although this skill is not meaningless, it is not very useful, so it still only needs one time from entry to mastery.

After posting, Jiang Kuo glanced at Duan Feifei, hesitating whether to say thank you.

Duan Feifei raised his hand and patted it lightly twice: "Excellent."

Jiang Kuo gritted his teeth and reminded himself repeatedly that without Duan Feifan, he would still be pulling the tape right now in full view.

He didn't speak again, turned and got into the car.

Watching Che Juechen go away, Duan Feifan slapped the dust in front of him.

"I really thought there was going to be a fight," Dong Kun said.

"Not at all." Duan Feifei said, "Let's go."

"Not yet?" Ding Zhe came back to his senses, "I was planning to hit someone just now."

"He won't collide," Duan Feifei looked at him, "Do you two have any brains?"

"No two," Dong Kun reminded, "I also think he won't bump into one."

"Then you hide?" Ding Zhe said.

"I'm just in case he doesn't stop." Dong Kun said.

"Did you dodge half a step if you didn't stop?" Duan Feifei said.

"Speaking of which..." Ding Zhe still had lingering fears, "He has good skills, such a short distance, and his calculations are so accurate. I wonder if he has been driving without a license for many years before taking his book, or..."

"My old uncle closes his eyes and throws knives when he is free. He has won ten rings once in three years of playing." Duan Feifei said.

The two turned to look at him together.

"I really want to beat him up." Jiang Kuo looked at the red light ahead.

"Forget it, this person doesn't look like an ordinary freshman, so let's leave some room for it." Da Pao waved his hand, "And you just reported for duty, if you were really beaten up, you might just let you go home, and Boss Jiang will beat you up again."

Jiang Kuo frowned and remained silent for a while before opening his mouth: "Why do you think he can live in a single room? He still knows the old man?"

Da Pao groaned until the next red light before forcibly giving an answer: "Maybe he failed a course and repeated a grade."

"...I really asked the right person." Jiang Kuo nodded, "This school is really awesome. It's really enlightening to arrange a single room for those who repeat a grade."

Cannon thought about it and laughed for a long time.

"Forget it, we'll know about this kind of thing in a few days," Cannon turned on his phone to search, and opened the navigation, "Go buy your things."

"Check to see if there is a hotel near the school." Jiang Kuo said, "I'll take you there when I'm done."

"Don't worry about me," Da Pao said, "I'll go by myself in a while, and you won't have a car in the afternoon, did you forget?"

"I don't know how long it will take to fix it." Jiang Kuo sighed.

"It doesn't matter how long it takes to fix it," Da Pao said, "You still drive to military training and drive to class?"

"It's normal to drive." Jiang Kuo frowned, "You calculate how far it is from the dormitory to the teaching building."

"You're too lazy." Da Pao also sighed, "That car won't let you park downstairs in the dormitory either!"

Although it was not smooth going all the way from home, it was not smooth going to school, and going out was still not smooth, but shopping was smooth.

The school is not good but the city is good, and Da Pao kindly found him the nearest shopping mall where he has a black gold card.

In less than two hours, Jiang Kuo picked up all the things, and confirmed with the account manager to let the mall deliver the things, because his car can't be piled so much.

"Send it to the school?" The account manager wrote down the address.

"En." Jiang Kuo responded.

"Are you going to the dormitory building?" the account manager asked.

"Yes, if the guard won't let you in, call me." Jiang Kuo said.

"Okay." The account manager asked again, "Do you need to go shopping again? Or if you need to rest, I will take you to the VIP room."

"No thanks." Jiang Kuo glanced at the time, "I'll send it over in an hour."

"Okay." The account manager nodded.

One hour just had something to eat, and I was so hungry in the morning, I was forced by the cannon to eat two roast sausages at the rest stop, and I had nothing in my stomach by now.

But if you really want to eat, it seems that you don't have a lot of appetite.

Cannon called the shots and took him to eat a bowl of ramen, which tasted surprisingly good.

Back to school after dinner, just after parking the car, I received a call from the account manager, and the car had already driven in.

After Jiang Kuo instructed them to drive the car downstairs, he regretted it a bit.

In fact, on the way from the school gate to the dormitory, he had already started to regret it. At this time, everyone had finished their meal and went to the dormitory one after another. There were quite a few people.

When the account manager got out of the car wearing his badge and began to take out various large and small shopping bags from the car, Jiang Kuo asked Da Pao: "You said, can I ask the security guard at the gate to help me get some things?"

"You think that's the security guard of your property company?" Da Pao said.

Jiang Kuo didn't say anything else. Originally, he wanted to take it in by himself, but because he didn't bring any luggage, from clothes to daily necessities and bedding, big and small bags, he and Da Pao probably had to run two times to get them into the dormitory. three trips.

"Let's go," Da Pao went over and brought two bags of clothes to him, and he took two bags himself, and said in a low voice, "If we run into that Duan Feifan again, we won't be able to get through without a fight."

"I'm afraid he's a repeater?" Jiang Kuo gave him a sideways glance, then turned his head to the account manager, "This way."

Fortunately, the dormitory is on the first floor.

"We're just guessing. He might not have been repeated." Da Pao said after him.

When he walked past 107, Jiang Kuo took a look in. Duan Feifan, a repeat student, actually stayed in the dormitory honestly, sitting with Dong Kun on a recliner at the door.

I haven't seen you for a few hours, and there is another deck chair!

Jiang Kuo suddenly regretted that he thought about living in the dormitory for two days before moving out. When he was in the mall, he should have moved back with a single sofa or a massage chair!

"Who are those people?" Duan Feifei looked at the door.

After Jiang Kuo walked over, there was a round head, followed by a woman in a suit, followed by a man in a uniform, and a man in a shirt behind.

Everyone has shopping bags in their hands.

"Damn," Dong Kun jumped up from the chair, ran to the door and poked his head out, "Did you ask the runner to help you get something?"

"I heard they say it's from a shopping mall." Ding Zhe just walked in with a few bowls of Malatang.

"Is there such a service?" Dong Kun was stunned, "I would have known that I would have bought a bunch that day..."

"You can't buy eight piles." Ding Zhe put Malatang on the table, "This is the kind of service only available to VVIPs and VVVVVIPs."

"He has no luggage?" Duan Feifei took a bowl of Malatang, "Can these things fit in the dormitory?"

"I have no luggage," Dong Kun said, "I guess I bought all of them again... I thought you were the only freshman who didn't have any luggage."

"I live close by," Duan Feifei said, "Besides, I got it here from home, not from the mall to the dormitory, which forced him to pretend..."

Jiang Kuo's shopping bags were piled up all over the floor, and the other three people in the dormitory sat at the table and watched silently.

"Excuse me, where is the closet?" Jiang Kuo turned his head and asked the man with an upright face. He just introduced his name, but he couldn't remember it.

"There's a whole row over there, I've saved the one by the door for you," he looked at his shopping bag with a righteous face, "but..."

There are four wooden cabinets in a row, which are quite new.

Cannon went over and opened the cabinet door.

Jiang Kuo glanced at it and was stunned. There were three layers of partitions on the top, and the lower one was higher. The width of the cabinet was only sixty to seventy centimeters.

"It's not as big as a refrigerator, is it?" he said.

"It's a bit bigger than the one with the upper and lower doors." Cannon said.

"The clothes are not enough to hang..." Jiang Kuo walked over to have a look, "What are the upper floors for?"

"Normal is enough. If you have too many clothes, you definitely can't do it. You can also put clothes on the upper layers and fold them up." There was contempt in the tone of the upright face, "Aren't you good at folding clothes?"

"That's not enough," Jiang Kuo didn't care about his tone, "I just think it's convenient to hang up directly."

"Make the bed first, don't you want to sleep?" Cannon said.

"En." Jiang Kuo felt that it made sense, and the two began to make the bed.

Half an hour later, Cannon clapped his hands, looked at the countless slanted creases on the bed sheet, and stretched out his hand to pull them again. The creases were uniformly pulled to another direction, and he nodded: "It's ok, anyway, lie down." You won’t feel anything when you go up there.”

Jiang Kuo glanced at the other three beds. Except for the perfect bed made by the upright face, those two beds were not much better than his. Okay, that means he is qualified.

As for other things, Jiang Kuo stuffed them into every corner of his territory.

"Okay, let's do this, I'm so sleepy," he fell on the bed, and wanted to take a shower first, but the atmosphere in the dormitory is not very harmonious now, so he didn't want to move anymore, and took out a few things in his wallet. Zhang membership card, "Pao Er, find a hotel to rest and see which one can be used. If they come to pick up the car in the afternoon, if I don't wake up, you can go directly to the parking lot."

"It's strange that I can wake up. I left my number. Call me when you wake up." Cannon took the card, looked around the room again, and walked out of the dormitory slowly, "Let's go!"

"Go slowly." Jiang Kuo closed his eyes.

Several people in the dormitory were silent for a while before they started to move, talking in low voices.

I couldn't hear what he said, but Jiang Kuo expressed his gratitude. Although it was already past the lunch break, and although he was probably upset in his heart, everyone's movements and voices were relaxed.

Jiang Kuo felt that there was basically no process between being dazed and falling asleep. In the next second, he lost consciousness as if he had lost consciousness.

When he woke up, he was still in the original position, and his right leg hanging beside the bed was already numb along with his right buttock.

He stretched his legs, and the numbness instantly spread throughout his body. Fortunately, it was already dark, and no one saw the ferocious expression on his face.

it's dark?

Only then did he realize that he quickly took out his phone and took a look. It was past eleven o'clock.

There were only a few messages from Cannon on the phone.

-Awake?

-not yet?

-See you tomorrow.

Jiang Kuo fell back on the pillow again, wanting to sleep again.

But after 5 minutes he opened his eyes, his back was wet and his forehead was also wet, full of sweat.

There are only two ceiling fans that swing back and forth in the dormitory, and the wind blowing over is also a whole bunch, and there is no coolness at all. I just slept like this until night.

After standing up for another 2 minutes, Jiang Kuo sat up, got out of bed softly, took his mobile phone and wallet, and walked out of the dormitory.

I don't know if it's because I've slept enough or because I'm hot, but I don't feel sleepy at all. It's impossible to sleep in the dormitory tonight.

He planned to find Da Pao, and opened a room in the hotel to pass tonight.

There are still lights in the corridor, and several dormitories are still lit, and someone is talking.

Jiang Kuo clicked on Cannon's phone while walking towards the gate of the dormitory. When he was about to dial the number, he suddenly felt a chill under his feet.

Has it changed?

But after he stopped, the coolness disappeared again.

Nothing changed.

He hesitated for a moment, then took two steps back, and the ankle felt cold again.

This time he was sure, it wasn't a change of sky, it was floating out from the closed door of the dormitory next to it.

He glanced at the numbers on the door.

107.

Repeaters can not only live in a single room, but also have air conditioning!

Jiang Kuo was quite shocked.

He looked around, no one was there.

So he leaned over, bent his hand and approached the crack of the door below.

This time, it can be clearly judged that there is not only light coming out from under the door, but also fucking air-conditioning.

Hold.

When the door was slammed open, Jiang Kuo was still bent over and stretched out his hands in the crack of the door, soaking in resentment.

Even more angry in the cold air blowing on his face.

It wasn't until he saw a pair of feet in slippers that he straightened up abruptly.

Duan Feifei was shirtless and wearing big underpants, looking at him inexplicably and disgusted.

After a while, he said, "What?"