he's just my boyfriend

This morning, Tao Fang's notebook crashed twice.

Once was when he first started doing it for two hours.

Tao Fang reopened the PR with a calm face, looked at the saved progress, and calmly redid all the things he had done nearly an hour ago.

The second time, is during the final render.

At that time, Tao Mian was stepping on the trash bin rocker to swipe his mobile phone, and finally opened Moments to check it out, but he saw the notebook not responding again with a casual glance.

God knows that the rendering is only a dozen percent away.

End.

Tao Mian has long been fooled by his own notebook, so let's re-render it from scratch.

A few minutes of small clips become complicated after countless cutting and adjustments, and the Adobe family takes up computer memory to run.

Tao Fang stared at the small blue bar crawling from scratch on the screen, he has been thinking about whether to get a solid state drive, and add a memory stick by the way.

When Dakui reached for the key on the door frame and came in, Tao Fang's long legs were resting next to his notebook, and the chair legs were still maintaining the difficult movements of two on the ground and two suspended in the air.

The mobile phone in his hand played rhythmic songs, people who didn't even see it, were addicted to their own world.

"Are you still shaking your legs after this?"

This sentence scared Tao Fang so much that he almost kicked himself over, and fell back directly, and quickly took off his own feet that were overlapping and dangling on the table.

Looking at the person who appeared at the door of his dormitory, he was stunned: "Fuck - you scared me to death, why are you here, didn't you go back?"

Obviously, 10 minutes ago, this person sent me a message saying that he was going back—because Tao Fang’s notebook crashed for the first time, Tao Fang couldn’t rush to the new media behind Mao Gai, so he simply asked Fang Qi to help him By the way, the new media is also replaced.

Fang Qi was holding the boxed lunch that Tao Fang packed from the cafeteria: "Fang Qing said he was sorry for my first relationship, so I didn't rush to go back, just stay a little longer."

"Tch, he can do it." Tao Fang got up and took the lunch box in Fang Qi's hand, and waved his finger to his half of the country, "Sit whatever you want, you're welcome."

To be honest, Tao Fang's dormitory is much better than Fang Qi imagined, except that the things on the table and the clothes on the back of the chair look messy, but it's actually not bad.

Until he lifted Tao Fang's bed curtain...

Tao Mian also showed his extremely generous side: "I allow you not to take off your pants."

Fang Qi looked at the bed full of clothes mixed in the quilt that had probably never been folded and was speechless, he couldn't sit down even if he wanted to.

Fortunately, Da Kui dragged the chair at hand to Tao Fang's table for him: "It happens that there is an extra chair in our dormitory, Brother Fang, sit down."

Tao Fang didn't realize that there was something wrong with his bed, and he stepped on the trash can and hugged the lunch box and exclaimed: "My mother! Isn't this my sweet and sour pork!"

Da Kui clicked his tongue: "You have to thank Brother Fang, if it weren't for his sharp eyes, Xiao Song and I didn't even notice the new sweet and sour pork in the window next door."

Tao Fang hurriedly moved his notebook to the side, and even moved his chair, motioning for Fang Qi to sit over: "Hey, I think you can consider learning sweet and sour dishes."

"Actually, I can do a lot of things, and I plan to try it myself while you're not here." Fang Qi laughed.

He also held a box of food from Tao Fang's cafeteria in his hand, and when the food was served, he felt that he was several years younger in an instant.

Tao got off his chopsticks for a moment, obviously flattered, and covered his little heart under Dakui's heckles: "Mom...why are you so sweet, you can serve it directly on the table if you add some vinegar to yourself."

"I shouldn't have invited Brother Fang over. It's my fault that I was full before I started eating." Da Kui had already lost sight of his left hand, and dragged the chair towards Xiao Song with all his might.

Xiao Song is very calm, he is more concerned about the homework of professional courses: "Have you finished editing the film?"

"It's finished."

Usually, I can't eat without watching TV dramas, but now Tao Fang is dazed with his notebook showing him, he is so precious.

"How long has it been cut?" This is Xiao Song's focus.

Tao Fang counted: "It took more than four hours, and it crashed once in the middle. I redid the content for an hour at the speed of light."

Da Kui: "..."

Xiao Song: "..."

Fang Qi thought they were surprised by Tao Fang's redoing for an hour, but he didn't want both of them to sigh at the same time.

Dakui said: "It's over, Tao worked for three or four hours, so I must have done it for five hours."

"I'm optimistic. After five hours, it's probably not up to the standard." Xiao Song has a very clear understanding of the difference in technical level between himself and Tao Mian.

Seeing Fang Qi looking at him in disbelief, Tao Fang shrank his butt behind the chair, found a more comfortable position, and said with the corners of his mouth: "What's the matter, don't you trust your brother Fang's skills?"

Fang Qi smiled, and he glanced at Tao Fang's slender waist: "No, if Brother Fang doesn't mind, let's put your feet on the ground."

Most of Tao Mian's arrogance dissipated at once, and he slowly moved his feet off the trash can with his mouth pursed. The feeling of "down to earth" was really aggrieved.

It was the first time for Fang Qi to eat at the same table so close to others, and he ate box lunches.

Chatting while eating, Tao Fang said that he was going to sleep after eating.

"Lying down right after eating is not good for digestion." Fang Qi pressed the man on the chair to prevent him from climbing onto the bed.

Tao Fang was aggrieved: "I got up from bed at eight o'clock to edit the film, and you still don't let me sleep, can you make me happy to be a college student?"

Fang Qi immediately caught the point and smiled kindly: "Didn't you say goodnight to me at twelve o'clock yesterday? Isn't eight hours of sleep enough?"

The exposed Tao Fang: "..."

Da Kui, who was busy chatting with his girlfriend, went online as soon as he heard this: "Twelve o'clock??? Just kidding, our brother Fang can sleep at twelve o'clock?"

"He was still shaking his legs at the shop opposite me at one o'clock last night." Xiao Song added.

Tao Fang, who almost didn't even have any underwear left, dared not look at Fang Qi at all.

For a while, I feel that today's sweet and sour pork tenderloin is full of aftertaste, and for a while, I feel that the battle is over by 5.00%.

Fang Qi thought about it carefully, and he was sure that Tao Fang really fired Zuo Linjun: "What are you doing so late? Brother Fang, can you introduce me?"

Tao Fang blinked, and said seriously: "Your official account!"

Fang Qi didn't save him face at all: "You just finished pushing it two days ago, why didn't I remember that I asked Secretary Zhao to send you information for pushing again."

"My mid-term homework!" Tao Fang blinked again.

"Brother Fang is a liar. He finished talking to me and Xiao Song at eleven o'clock last night." He, Dakui and Xiao Song, were the ones who were still holding their computers on the bed to catch up with homework at one o'clock.

Fang prayed to see him.

Tao Fang pursed his lips with difficulty: "I just... miss you!"

The moment he uttered those three words, Tao Fang seemed to have been opened up to Ren and Du.

She got excited, and even sang twice: "Isn't this because I miss you, I miss you, and then I can't fall asleep!"

Fang Qi: "..."

Da Kui: "..."

Xiao Song: "..."

Then Tao Fang was filled with righteous indignation: "Can you sleep! Can you sleep without me! Don't you think you are too much!"

Fang Qi, who was too much for a moment, had nothing to say.

Fang Qi, who was planning to retreat after dinner with him, changed his mind.

He sent a message to his cousin sitting in his office.

-Tao Fang said he couldn't sleep without me, so I planned to stay and take a nap with him.

-...You don't need to report to me in such detail.

Uncle Tao Fang was sitting in front of the table with his chair upturned, waiting for Fang Qi to clean up the bed that was probably really a mess.

Da Kui silently took the camera beside the table and took a picture of the two people—since it was necessary to capture Tao Fang's daily life, his camera has been kept at hand all year round.

In the photo, most of Fang Qi’s body is hidden in the bed curtain, leaving a pair of long legs sticking out. Tao Fang is sitting sideways on the chair, twisting his body and hugging the back of his chair, resting his chin on his arm and looking at him , You can't do it leisurely.

This photo was taken by their class to refresh the Moments again, copying Da Kui's update.

- "Father of the gold master, do you still need a dog son? (Be cute.jpg)"

Da Kui let it go, Tao Fang really didn't expect that there would be so many people in his class, he was amused.

I simply sent a picture myself.

- "He's just my boyfriend."

Tao Mian finds it troublesome to be an open-minded person, and never sets up any visible or invisible groups when posting to Moments.

As soon as the circle of friends was sent out, I received a message from my mother.

The smile on his face was not affected in the slightest, and he said to the man who helped him make the bed: "Do you have a winter vacation appointment?"

"What's wrong?" Fang Qi's voice came from behind the bed curtain.

"My mother intends to ask you for afternoon tea." Tao Fang laughed, but in fact he had already turned off the screen of the phone. Facing his mother's questioning, he simply replied "literally".

Fang Qi straightened up subconsciously, almost hitting his head on the upper bed of Dakui's bed.

"You didn't block your mother in that circle of friends just now???" Da Kui was startled.

Fang Qi was still out of the situation, turned around and sat down and began to flip through his phone: "What circle of friends?"

Tao Mian waved his hand indifferently: "I have never shielded my parents. They either couldn't see the previous two, or they didn't cry when they couldn't see the coffin."

This is saying...

As soon as Fang Qi turned to Tao Fang's latest Moments, and then contacted the previous two, he understood.

The previous two were just intimate photos of them together, none of which directly pointed out the relationship between the two of them like this one.

He remembered the unfriendly relationship between Tao Fang and his family, Fang Qi hesitated: "Your mother came to ask you?"

"Hmm." After speaking, Tao Fang climbed down from the chair, and was about to get into the bed curtain beside Fang Qi, "Okay, okay, it's time to sleep, Tianluo Fang always rests."

Hearing that Tao Fang's mother came to ask, Fang Qi was worried about how it was possible to let him sleep: "Then what did you say?"

Tao Fangtan went to bed and found the pillow, he closed his eyes and didn't want to move, he curled his lips and said, "Are you nervous?"

Fang Qi who was poked: "...so what did you say."

"What else can I say, my circle of friends has expressed it clearly enough." Tao Mian followed Fang Qi's arm on his body and pulled backhand, "Aren't you going to leave? If you don't leave, shut you Lie down obediently with my mouth and sleep with me."

Before Fang Qi could speak, Tao Fang reached out and untied his pants chain.

The author has something to say: early today

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