muddy boy

Chen Linhu had a clear understanding of the childishness of his behavior, but seeing Zhang Xun's expression as if he had seen a ghost, he still felt that it was worth being childish.

He bounced down the stairs a few times, swiftly avoiding the freshmen carrying their luggage up the stairs, ignoring other people's gazes, and happily landed on the floor of the first floor.

Zhang Xun followed him down the stairs. Seeing that his feet were steady, he straightened up and pulled his bangs twice. His mind seemed to return to normal. He stood downstairs waiting for Zhang Xun, with his arms folded in front of his chest, watching Too calm, everyone used to want to call out the senior.

"Going down the stairs without using your shoes?" Zhang Xun followed his beating heart and swallowed it back into his stomach, "Zhou Zhuangzhuang really missed his point, the word 'stable' used on you would make you feel wronged. "

Chen Linhu came back to win a big situation, and he was very tolerant and didn't care about Zhang Xun, but said: "The old man who swept the corridor has gone downstairs."

"Ah, I saw it." Zhang Xun nodded, "The one who walked past me and went downstairs."

Chen Linhu said indifferently: "My uncle can pass your car."

Slow like a bastard, and think others go downstairs too fast.

"I found that although you don't talk much," Zhang Xun was puzzled, "how can you swear all the time?"

The place where the quilts are sold is quite far from Apartment [-], but Zhang Xun walked back to the book bar. The school bus like a sightseeing bus was so full that the two could only walk to their destination.

The new campus has also dug an artificial lake, which is larger than the old campus shown in the photos. There are wooden bridges on the lake, so that it is convenient for many couples to line up one by one, instead of all crowding in a pavilion and looking at each other.

The surrounding greenery is good, Chen Linhu took a second look at the grass around the lake.

"Don't look," Zhang Xun said, "Where toads (frames) come out for a walk in this hot day, and the soles of their feet are blistered after running around."

Chen Linhu's purpose was exposed, so he looked back at Zhang Xun: "You are so proficient, have you been caught in college?"

"I didn't have time to do this when I was in college," Zhang Xun said vaguely while smoking a cigarette, "I was busy writing love letters and poems for others, making couples happy. A bow and arrow with two small wings on its back, whoever shoots an arrow with a love letter, that is, each arrow is charged according to the number of words."

Chen Linhu figured out the meaning of these words, feeling that this person has been developing a side job for four years in college, writing contemporary writing for others.

"What did you study in college?" Chen Linhu asked.

Zhang Xun reported the name of a university and said casually, "Department of Literature."

"Oh," the university is a prestigious university, and Chen Linhu didn't know the major, but he nodded based on his feeling, "That's not considered a non-business, it's time to practice writing."

Zhang Xun was amused by Chen Linhu's serious expression, and laughed for a while.

"What do you teach as a teacher?" Chen Linhu's curiosity was rarely aroused, "You can't teach writing love letters."

"Chinese," Zhang Xun paused, without evading the question, "Teaching is about reading comprehension, and revealing the knowledge points that you will never have to write a 'solution' to a big math problem."

Chen Linhu felt that Zhang Xun was a real cultural person at the moment, and he rhymed everything he spoke.

Chen Linhu's impression of the teacher is still in the image of the class teacher with a stalking face and a dark coal face in his third year of high school, and he can't get hooked with Zhang Xun's free and undisciplined appearance.

"Why do you want to come here?" Chen Linhu asked, "Run Baoxiang to work?"

Baoxiang City is a small place, and there are relatively few employment opportunities. Most of the people who stay here have iron rice bowls and live a life of three meals a day from nine to five. Few of the young people who go out come back.

Chen Linhu didn't ask him the reason for his resignation, which gradually eased Zhang Xun's nerves.

"There is no other place to go," Zhang Xun smiled, "I thought about running farther, but I feel that the distance is a bit scary."

Chen Linhu somehow understood what this meant.

It might be as if when he thought of the word "future", he felt as empty as if he didn't wear pants.

"I chose this place at the time," Chen Linhu said in a low voice, "Part of the reason is that my grandfather is here."

His voice was almost drowned in the waves of the school day, but Zhang Xun still heard it.

Zhang Xun seems to feel a bit of recognition and understanding from Chen Linhu's words without beginning and end, which is a bit strange, like you complain to a child you don't understand that you are unlucky today, and he pats your face Shoulder, you find yourself comforted by him.

"That's right, if I could choose, I'd choose a place with relatives." Zhang Xun ignored the sense of wonder and sighed, "It's a pity that the older elders are gone, so I can only find the younger generation, so I went for refuge. Grandson Duan Qiao."

Ignoring the ridicule in the second half of the sentence, Chen Linhu sorted out a piece of information from the first half of the sentence, that Zhang Xun may not have a family member who would allow him to make a choice.

Chen Linhu's lips moved slightly, and he had several guesses in his mind, but he didn't ask in the end.

If there is anything he observed from Zhang Xun, it should be moderate concern and keeping a distance like covering the molting crayfish and pretending nothing happened.

Chen Linhu didn't respond to the joke, and Zhang Xun was a little embarrassed. Fortunately, the place selling quilts had already arrived, and there was a long queue from a long way away.

"Really don't need my help?" Zhang Xun asked Chen Linhu, looking at the sun-battered crowd, "It's too much to carry back to the apartment after buying."

Chen Linhu said "hmm" to indicate that he didn't need it, and raised his foot to go to the end of the queue. From the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of Zhang Xun still standing where he was, opening and closing his mouth, hesitant to speak.

The person who can see the lotus tongue is hesitating, Chen Linhu has a sense of accomplishment, he feels good about the fact that he made Zhang Xun unable to hold back the big brother's airs, and quietly observed Zhang Xun's tangled expression for several seconds.

Zhang Xun didn't know about this person's bad behavior, and it took him a long time to find a breakthrough that he thought was suitable: "Hey, Chen Linhu, the feng shui of your dormitory is really bad..."

Before he finished speaking, he saw Chen Linhu's shoulders tremble, and when he looked up, he found that the other party was smiling with a pair of canine teeth.

Chen Linhu guessed that Zhang Xun probably wanted to talk about the encounter with the opponent that he caught off guard in the dormitory just now, but he didn't expect Zhang Xun to find such a feudal superstitious talk, which was very inconsistent with his status as a former people's teacher.

"Why are you still secretly eating shit?" Zhang Xun's feudal superstition disguise was exposed, and seeing Chen Linhu's virtue of seeing through but not revealing, he wished to give him a big neck, held back, and remembered Zhou Zhuangzhuang's chest up Provocative like a cockfighting head, I deeply feel that this person and Chen Linhu are really bad luck for eight lifetimes, so he smiled along with him, "Hey, I think the bed feng shui chosen by your new roommate is not very good. If you choose the back foot, you can enter the door, the 'harmony' in your dormitory is probably enough."

"What do you care about him?" Chen Linhu disapproved, "He can't."

The last three words were said lightly, as if a little finger could pry a human skull.

"Can I control him?" Zhang Xun was choked by Chen Linhu's attitude of looking at everyone as if he was looking at trash snacks. He thought to himself, am I afraid that you will fight with someone? I am afraid that you will cause trouble to him. Master Chen, take it easy.

Chen Linhu looked at him sideways, with a surprised expression on his face: "Then you want to take care of me?"

Zhang Xun was dizzy by the logic in these words, and made a "stop" gesture: "No, I don't care if my cat doesn't scratch the sofa. I don't care who you scratch."

Chen Linhu gave a "tsk", feeling that there was something wrong with these words.

At the stall where the two were talking, the line to buy bedding had already grown a bit.

"Okay, take care of yourself," Zhang Xun said, "I'm leaving."

Chen Linhu nodded and said politely, "Thank you for today."

"Hmm." Zhang Xun answered vaguely with a cigarette in his mouth.

Chen Linhu's attitude of thanking him was completely opposite to his viciousness when he was fighting, with rules, politeness, sincerity, and a little bit of embarrassment that he might not even know about.Let people know that he really appreciates it, but he is really not used to it.

"Then what," Zhang Xun called out to Chen Linhu's back, "I'm usually in that book bar from noon to night, if you need anything, go there and find me, okay?"

When Chen Linhu turned his head, Zhang Xun squinted his eyes slightly, and said what he said in a deliberate manner.

It's like covering the shelled crayfish with aquatic plants.

Chen Linhu was amused by his big brother's attitude but dare not be serious, raised the corner of his mouth slightly, and showed a very shallow smile to Zhang Xun: "Oh, I see."

The quilt he bought was a bit thin, Chen Linhu picked up the quilt and the mattress at the same time, and walked back to Apartment [-] briskly, proving that Zhang Xun's worries were superfluous.

It was four or five o'clock in the trip back and forth. Chen Linhu pushed open the door of the dormitory with his knees. No one in the previous room was there. There were only three boys left in the room, including Zhou Zhuangzhuang. When they saw Chen Linhu enter the door, they all looked up at him.

"Hello, hello," a dark-skinned boy put down the water glass that had just been stuck to his mouth, and greeted Chen Linhu with a smile, "You also live in 307, right? From now on, I will be roommates. My surname is Gao, and my name is Gao Yi. .”

Chen Linhu was attracted by the name that had placed high hopes on his parents. He looked at the boy a few more times and felt a little familiar. When he saw the basin on the ground, he recognized that it was the one with the top of his head that he had seen at the door of the book bar before. The boy in the pot nodded and said, "Chen Linhu."

Zhou Zhuangzhuang pricked up his ears when he heard this, and hummed provocatively, looking at Chen Linhu out of the corner of his eyes, to beware of his sudden attack.

Unexpectedly, Chen Linhu acted as if he hadn't heard, and with the help of Gao Yi, he unloaded the things in his hand.

"Hey, this name is quite domineering." Another boy was sitting at the table in his bed playing with his mobile phone, and he also raised his head to talk to Chen Linhu, "My name is Shang Qinghua. Shang Shuling's Shang, but I understand what the homonym of this name means. I know everything, so I won’t say anything.”

Quite straightforward, Chen Linhu admired his preemptive self-deprecating attitude.

The three people on this side recognized their familiar faces, while Zhou Zhuangzhuang on the other side had not waited for Chen Linhu's initiative to communicate, so he "hummed" again.

"Are you suffering from rhinitis?" Shang Qinghua turned to look at him, "Do you take any medicine I have? If you treat it early, you will have a blind nose if it is too late."

Zhou Zhuangzhuang was so angry that he was half dead, and said angrily: "My nose is fine, so don't worry about it."

Shang Qinghua stopped playing on his phone and rolled his eyes.

"It's fine if you don't have anything to do," Gao Yitai stood up to smooth things over. He had dark skin and showed a row of white teeth with a smile, and said to Chen Linhu, "You didn't come just now, we all knew each other before, this is Zhou Zhuangzhuang."

Chen Linhu already felt that Zhou Zhuangzhuang's sparkling gaze was about to shave three inches off his face, but unfortunately he was born with a hard head, so such small scratches were ignored at all, so he spread out the quilt and stepped on the ladder to the upper bunk to make the bed , drawing on Zhang Xun's tone, and slowly uttered a syllable: "Oh."

Zhou Zhuangzhuang, whose ears stretched out for a long time, managed to avoid being overwhelmed by the "oh".

Before he could get angry, the door of the dormitory was opened again, and a boy with black-rimmed glasses and a crew cut came in, followed by his parents.

The first grade came forward to say hello, the boy smiled politely and introduced himself: "My name is Fang Qing."

He didn't ask the first class to help him with his luggage. He walked around the dormitory by himself, and his eyes scanned the faces of the others one by one, but he didn't choose a bed.

"Then clean it up yourself," the parents who came with Fang Qing explained a few words, then answered the phone to leave, "I'm going back first, call if I have something to do."

As soon as the parents left, the atmosphere in the dormitory relaxed again.

Chen Linhu finished making the bed, and he didn't want to use the unwashed sheets. Fortunately, the weather was still hot, and a mat could make do for the whole night.

Fang Qing walked around the room again, looked at the toilet and the sink, and finally struggled between the two remaining beds.

Room 307 is a room for six people. The school does not specify the number of beds, and the students are free to choose. Now there is only one seat next to the toilet, and one bed between the first-class senior and Zhou Zhuangzhuang.

"Where do you sleep?" Seeing that he hadn't made a choice, the first grader Gao said with a smile, "Actually, it's pretty much the same anywhere you sleep. I'll help you carry your luggage and make a bed for you to rest."

Fang Qing hesitated for a while, then said in a delicate tone: "You have all finished your selection, do I have any more choices?"

This remark was like a soft nail, and the senior was a little embarrassed, and didn't know what to say for a moment.

"Can't you choose one of the two?" Shang Qinghua rolled his eyelids, "Hurry up and cherish this choice of one or the other. If you want to choose more, you will come sooner."

Shang Qinghua's voice was a bit shrill, and his tone deliberately turned a corner, like Fang Qing's yin and yang.

Fang Qing choked up, looked around the two beds he was not satisfied with, and finally fell on Gao Yi's face: "Well, why don't I change it with you? Anyway, you said , it’s the same wherever you sleep.”

The first-class senior had the face of a good old man, and his personality also somewhat implemented the saying "A face is born from the heart". He was taken aback for a moment, and then "uh" at a loss for a long time.

"It's not easy to change the bed," Zhou Zhuangzhuang said lukewarmly, "You like the bed near the door, don't you, besides the first class, there is another bed here. Ask if they will change with you."

Hearing the words, Fang Qing looked along and met Chen Linhu's indifferent face.

From the high-level face to Chen Linhu's face, it can almost be said that he came to the Arctic Circle from Hawaii. Not only is the cold wind piercing, but he always feels that there is a deep murderous intention. When Chen Linhu picked the broken eyebrow, Fang Qing disappeared immediately. Speech, two dry laughs without answering.

He stopped talking, but Chen Linhu spoke instead, not giving Fang Qing a chance to pretend to be peaceful, and said flatly, "No change."

Gao Yi let out a sigh of relief, and nodded, "I'm sorry, I packed everything up, and I won't change it."

Fang Qing nodded in embarrassment, didn't look at Chen Linhu again, and chose a bed farthest from him near the toilet to put his luggage.

On the contrary, Zhou Zhuangzhuang watched with great interest as Chen Linhu jumped off the bed, and took the computer from the suitcase and put it on the table as if nothing happened.

He originally thought that Chen Linhu was targeting him, so he deserved a beating when he spoke, but he didn't expect this kid to treat everyone equally, and he deserved a beating for everyone.

On the contrary, Zhou Zhuangzhuang felt balanced, his chest didn't stand up and his jaw didn't lift, he whistled and stuffed the twenty pairs of socks he had brought into his closet.

"Our 307 can be regarded as a person with a literary name," Gao Yiwai said again in order to ease the embarrassment, "It doesn't matter who the sixth one is, except for Fang Qing, the few of us with this name can basically Does it reflect the ideals of parents for the next generation?"

This room is either strong or tiger, or they want to be superior to others, or they have even set a clear goal.

It's not easy to get together in this room, even Chen Linhu finds it miraculous.

"I hope my parents' wish can come true." Gao Yihong teased.

"Hey," Shang Qinghua said, "Then my parents will be able to fulfill their expectations of me."

"Who's to say it's not," Zhou Zhuangzhuang said, "If it's realized, we can't stand here and see you."

Several people couldn't help being happy, and Chen Linhu also raised the corners of his mouth.

Fang Qing smiled a little stiffly, but no one mentioned the little conflict just now, and he relaxed a lot.

"Hey, I heard that the cafeteria opposite Apartment No. [-] is newly opened, and there are quite a lot of varieties," Zhou Zhuangzhuang packed up his things and said, "It seems that there is a meeting tonight. If we have dinner in advance, it will be a small gathering."

No one objected, so 307's first dinner was hastily finalized at 06:30.

Chen Linhu had very little luggage. He hung a few clothes in the closet, put the computer and drawing board on the table, and found out that the dormitory had no internet.

Bored, he took out his mobile phone and found that Zhang Xun had sent him a WeChat message.

[Zhang Xun: Did you start scratching with someone? ]

Chen Linhu felt the words were strange again, clicked his tongue, and replied to the message.

[Big Worm: None. ]

[Zhang Xun: I didn’t take a closer look at your unlucky dormitory and your unlucky roommate just now. How is your dormitory? Describe it. When I go back and ask Uncle Chen, I can chat a few words. ]

[Big Worm: It’s okay, there’s no internet. ]

After a pause, Chen Linhu added a bit unkindly.

[Big Worm: I miss Brother Hu not taking a bath anymore. ]

Zhang Xun over there replied after a while.

[Zhang Xun: Presumptuous!In two days, I will take Brother Hu to take a bath, and I will call Brother Hu Xiangxiang from now on. ]

Chen Linhu was shocked by "Brother Hu Xiangxiang". Thinking about the tonnage of Zhang Xun's cat, he felt that it would be more appropriate to call Brother Hu Chubby.

The diaphragm should belong to the diaphragm, but Chen Linhu smiled subconsciously.

"What are you laughing at?" Wu Yue returned after delivering a meal, looked at Zhang Xun's face and said, "Who are you texting with? Your smiling eyes are squinting."

Zhang Xun leaned in front of the counter, mouth mints for smoking cessation, and said vaguely, "The one you met in the afternoon."

"Oh, your brother, right?" Wu Yue said with a smile, "I didn't even know you had a brother before."

"Well," Zhang Xun said while replying to the message, "a half-brother."

"Let's go and play." Wu Yue said angrily, "I thought it was my own brother, I still think about how they have different looks, they don't look alike at all."

Zhang Xun just smiled after being stared at by her: "It's not like that, don't they both have eyes and a nose." After a pause, he added, "That's my landlord's grandson, don't let me see you next time." Calling my brother, other children don’t like to hear it.”

"The nose and eyes don't look the same, although they are quite attractive," Wu Yue said while wiping the glass of the freezer, recalling, "the temperament is also different, if you don't wear this apron, you will look like an elegant woman." Like a ruffian, he just stands like a gangster."

Zhang Xun thought it was lucky that Chen Linhu didn't hear your description, otherwise he would be so angry that he jumped up and down three more stairs.

"But people can't judge by appearance, right?" Wu Yue said again, "I saw you push him away in the afternoon, and he left without a word. It's the kind of temperament that you bump into him when you turn a corner while walking, and you start to subconsciously apologize crazily without saying a word."

Zhang Xun understood what he said, mainly when he remembered that Chen Linhu was more eye-catching than others on the road, he had to admit that Wu Yue's words were very reasonable.He smiled: "Indeed, even the hypermarkets are crowded with people who are rushing to buy, and you can recognize him at a glance."

"It's pretty good," Wu Yue boasted, "No one dares to bully her if she looks fierce, right?"

Not long after she finished boasting, she witnessed Chen Linhu's "murder".

Standing at the scene of the crime, Wu Yue realized a truth—it is true that people should not be judged by their appearance, and a fierce-looking person may be more irritating than his appearance.

The author has something to say:

Someone actually started to find species and classify tigers hahahahahaha.

Make up the picture.

Chen Linhu: King of Beasts, I will say it again, thank you.

Reader: Okay, Mimimi.