After detonating the hot search

Most afraid of the air suddenly quiet.

In Zhou Jiayi's mind, it was as if tens of thousands of horses were galloping past, raising dust all over the sky to cover everything, and finally condensed into one sentence: Help me, save me! ! !

But no one at the table could hear him.

Shen Han's gaze was like a torch, and his eyes wandered back and forth between Zhou Jiayi and that personalized signature.

Zhou Jiayi's hands trembled, and under the cover of the tablecloth, he slapped Zheng Qin's thigh beside him.

The situation is urgent, don't blame the brothers for not being human!

Zhou Jiayi pinched him hard.

Zheng Qin's thighs trembled, but his upper body was as motionless as a mountain. His fingers were flying, and he didn't know what he was doing.

Zhou Jiayi felt something strange, and glanced away from the corner of his eye.

Hold! ! !

The dog actually changed his signature behind his back! ! !

If you are unkind, don't blame me for being unrighteous!

Zhou Jiayi directly adopted the all-in-one style of attack, launched an indiscriminate attack, grabbed Zheng Qin's wrist, and turned his phone up.

Therefore, Zheng Qin's personalized signature, which was too late to modify, just clicked on, and happened to stop at the modification interface, was exposed to Shen Han's vision.

Zheng Qin: "..."

Wen Nian: "..."

Shen Han: "???"

【Shen Huaijing, I really have you】*2.

Since the flames of war hadn't spread and boiled, they were only concentrated in the corner of the dining table, Zhao Yuan and the others didn't know that the disaster was coming, and they still gnawed on the ribs with gusto, so Shen Han "won" in a short time, and clicked on Jiang's favorites to sweep the circle of friends After a while.

【Shen Huaijing, I really have you】*3

【Shen Huaijing, I really have you】*4

……

Is this fucking (sweet) or a hot signature? !

"Did my brother get out of the circle in some strange way in your Jiang University?" Shen Han was confused.

Wen Nian: "."

Wen Nian's fingertips were numb. He picked up the tea in front of him, put it down again, and then turned his hand to the cold light beer next to him.

"Bang—", the beer can full of bubbles was snapped open, and two drops of white foam splashed out.

Wen Nian took a big sip, put it down expressionlessly, but kept his fingers on, still holding the bottle of light beer.

Immediately afterwards, Zhou Jiayi and Zheng Qin saw Wen Nian's fingers clenched slowly, slowly, and the side of the soda can kept squeezing in, and finally, as if unable to support it, spit out a mouthful of beer foam.

Zheng Qin: "..."

Zhou Jiayi: "..."

Zhou Jiayi felt that his splendid life had probably come to an end.

At that moment, it seemed as if he heard the voice of a can, saying the same words as him: Help me, help me!

Zhou Jiayi's hand under the tablecloth activated the fascia gun mode, and hammered Zheng Qin's thigh frantically: I let you talk!I let you talk!I let you talk!

In a daze, Zheng Qin remembered a dream he had not long ago.

In the dream, he was standing at the scene of his graduation thesis defense, and the teacher in the row below was asking him "Why is there a section of the experimental results repeated?" The real answer was "CtrlC+CtrlV" when I added "Ctrl", but He can't say, in order to pursue his dream of academic circle, he racked his brains to make it up.

He never thought that one day, the nightmare would come true.

After a long time, Shen Han finally heard Zheng Qin's voice.

"Do you know... industry slang?"

Wen Nian: "?"

Zhou Jiayi: "?"

Shen Han: "?"

"Sometimes the industry has its own slang words, including colleges and universities. For example, we call the teachers of the research group 'boss', and the young teachers are called 'green peppers'. Did you win? Did you win the lottery? Did you win the paper?"

Wen Nian had a bad feeling.

"For another example, the phrase 'I really have you'."

Wen Nian: "..."

Shen Han: "Is it also an industry slang word?"

"Yes, it looks very powerful, just—" Fuck!He can't make it up!Destroy it!

When his hand was about to pinch Zhou Jiayi's thigh, Zhou Jiayi steadied himself: "Yes, that's what it means."

Shen Han looked at Wen Nian: "Really?"

"...I'm going to the bathroom."

Wen Nian went to the bathroom to wash his hands, and the moment he walked back to the door of the box... he turned his toes and walked out the door.

I really can't stand it.

Four Seasons Mountain is an old historical mountain in Jiangcheng. It is not a landmark building, but the place is well protected and the scenery is pleasant.

The owner of the restaurant opened up a piece of land in the backyard, surrounded a small fence with anti-corrosion wood, and raised three cats. The breeds are quite complete, an orange cat, a raccoon dog, and a cow. The owner said that at first he only raised I grew a raccoon, and later the two "grown" by myself, and looked very docile, so I raised them together.

"I just said why it took you so long to wash your hands, so you came out." Shen Han walked quickly from the room, staring at Wen Nian left and right, "Aren't you drunk?"

"I was all focused on the personalized signature just now, and I didn't see you opened the wine."

Wen Nian: "."

Stop.

You can still be friends without mentioning your personal signature.

Wen Nian: "It's light beer, only 3 degrees."

If you don't say a sip, you won't get drunk even if you drink a can.

"That light beer is also wine. What if you want roses when you are drunk? There is only wood here—well."

Shen Han covered his mouth.

All right, all right, let's stop.

In addition to not mentioning individual signatures, the conditions for being friends are one more, not to mention roses.

"Niannian, has my brother met Jiayi and the others? When I called, I said I was with your roommate, so he seemed to know." Shen Han asked.

Especially Zhou Jiayi, his brother was able to say his name directly.

"I saw it when I went back to school to pick up things last time."

Shen Han nodded: "No wonder."

"What did Teacher Shen tell you on the phone?"

"It's nothing, just asked where we are, and didn't say anything after knowing that we played in Jiangda."

Wen Nian suddenly remembered what Shen Han said at the stadium in the afternoon - "I can still take a walk out to play a game before the agent reacts. My brother's fan base is basically hard to move."

It may be that Shen Han mentioned rose again, and the memory of the attached middle school came out.

The person who couldn't walk an inch, when he was at the entrance of the attached middle school, said he wanted to go down for a walk with him.

"Xiaohan."

"Ok?"

"...What was Teacher Shen like when he was studying?"

Shen Han paused: "What do you think?"

Wen Nian thought for a long time, and in the end he only said: "It's amazing."

Shen Han: "?"

Why did he find these words so familiar?

It seems that Wen Nian said it before.

Shen Han took two steps forward, sat on the stone bench in the courtyard, patted the seat beside him, and motioned for Wen Nian to sit down: "Do you think my brother is the kind who has top grades and is excellent in everything? The kind that teachers and parents want to hold in their hands?"

Wen Nian: "Isn't it?"

"That's you, not my brother."

Looking at Wen Nian's appearance, he knew that he was raised by teachers and parents all the way. Even after entering university, the people around him were very kind to him.

"My brother's grades are top-notch, and it's true that he's excellent in everything, but if you treat him as the kind of well-behaved and worry-free student, you're making a big mistake."

Wen Nian: "?"

"There is a wall of honor in the high school of our school. Every student who graduates well in the exam will stay there for a year until the results are updated in the second year. They have to be removed from the wall afterwards, with the exception of my brother, who has a place on the wall of honor every year."

"why?"

"'Thanks' to him who has single-handedly raised the art test rate of our entire school."

"Wait." Wen Nian frowned.

Shen Han seemed to know what he was going to say.

"You want to say that my brother didn't graduate from Huada University and didn't have an art test at all, right?"

Wen Nian nodded.

Shen Han clapped his hands: "Isn't there a problem here?"

"Obviously a competition to recommend students, but it has single-handedly increased our school's art test rate, and some organizations even gave our school a crazy title like 'The Cradle of the Best Actor'."

"The school leaders have to emphasize to the incoming freshmen and their parents almost every year that it is true that Shen Huaijing is an outstanding alumnus of our school, but he really came from a competition and did not take the art test. The art test is very good, but their school is really good. There is no art test book."

Wen Nian: "..."

"I won't talk about these problems left over from history. My brother didn't let the school leaders worry about it when he was in school."

"They had a special competition class at the time, and the curriculum was different from others. One day it seemed to be a physical education class. They were playing basketball well. For some reason, they suddenly discussed the expansion coefficient of the back wall of the playground, and it was expanding. Then, the basketball was accidentally thrown."

Shen Han turned his head to look at Wen Nian, with a numb face: "Then my brother turned out too."

Wen Nian: "Turn... what?"

"Over the wall, it is said that it is very beautiful, because it is so beautiful. When the physical education teacher came over, he saw a group of teachers who dare not turn on the air conditioner too low in summer for fear of catching a cold. Niubi', with a face full of excitement, trying to step on his shoulders and follow Jingshen's footsteps to see the scenery outside the wall."

"Then the physical education teacher ran to the equipment room and took out the super-large speaker used for sports games, and called my brother back to the wall. Lost color', took the trumpet and told him that he must go through the main entrance, and just as he finished speaking, my brother turned back."

"In the morning meeting the next day, the whole class in the competition class reported their criticism, focusing on my brother. After the criticism was over, the principal announced the good news, and my brother received the competition certificate from the principal."

He still remembers the laughter of the entire high school that morning meeting, and the lingering sound lingered for three days.

Wen Nian laughed, and suddenly didn't know what to say.

"As a child I never met a more 'freewheeling' person than my brother."

"Brother Lin always said that my brother is not easy to manage, that's what he looked like before."

"It's much more 'manageable' now."

Wen Nian lowered his head and said softly, "I don't think he has changed."

Shen Han: "Huh? What did you say?"

Wen Nian shook his head: "Nothing."

Just as he was talking, Shen Han suddenly stood up and touched the stool: "Why is there a piece of boiled egg yolk on this stone bench!"

Wen Nian turned his head to look: "Maybe it was eaten by cats."

The boiled egg yolk was crushed and stuck to his pants, Shen Han immediately ran to the bathroom.

Wen Nian was about to walk into the house when he heard a cat meowing suddenly. He looked up and saw that the raccoon and the cow, who had been glued together just now, suddenly started fighting. Hairy, looks fierce.

Wen Nian was so curious, he couldn't help but took out his phone, took a picture, opened WeChat, and paused.

... In the past, when he saw this, he would post it to the dormitory group, but now, the first person that popped into his mind was Shen Huaijing.

Wen Nian looked at the top chat box, paused for a moment, and finally sent the photo.

[Wen Nian: Look, cats are fighting. 】

Finish typing.

send.

The moment the message was displayed on the chat interface, Wen Nian suddenly wanted to withdraw again.

Cats fighting...isn't it too childish.

What if he is busy?

When Wen Nian was hesitating whether to withdraw, he suddenly saw the words "typing".

Wen Nian's heart skipped a beat.

After a few seconds, the words being input disappeared again.

Shen Huaijing sent a voice.

He smiled lightly and said, "Then who wins."