Rival says he loves me

Fang Gayao tapped the pen and landed on the paper, sitting next to Vanke who didn't study hard.

As the stage test approached, there were obviously more people sitting in the classroom than before. Some people even went up to the fourth floor with their thermos bottles in their arms, and then they did not move for a day.

The East University of Science and Technology has four exams a year, and there is no saying that the stage exam is inferior to the final. In most cases, the stage exam will also be included in the calculation of the final credits, so as long as it is an exam, it means that the school is really playing. Yes, at this time, basically everyone put away their playful thoughts and began to sit and study seriously.

Running to the study room every day is actually Fang Jiayao's normal state. Recently, because there are too many people in each classroom, the classroom he often likes to go to is also full. It is not easy to find a leisurely place.

Recently, Vanke has been hanging out with him all the time, holding piles of materials, sitting not far from him, propping his head in a daze.

It may be because the sound of knocking on the paper is too loud, and Vanke next to him keeps looking here, "Why don't you learn to draw back and forth on the paper?"

He felt that Fang Gayao was a little abnormal these days, he usually read half a stack of courseware at this time, but today he was stuck here for half an hour on a piece of paper.

And there are only two words on the whole paper.

examination.

Wanke propped up half of his body, half of his buttocks hanging, and looked here with his arms propped up, "Is there something wrong with Master Wei?"

Fang Gayao turned his head while listening, "How did you find out?"

"You just admitted it like that?" Vanke always felt that the recent Fang Gayao was a little frighteningly outspoken, so he asked him, "What's the matter with Master Wei, as long as his family is the background and the figure fist, who wouldn't open his eyes to look for it?" What about him?"

"The exam is coming soon," Fang Gayao continued to think for himself with his head down, and then continued to pinch the page with his hands, "Do you know how many times he has come to class?"

"I'm not in the same class as him, let's talk about my second grade," Wanke said, thinking about it seriously, and then remembered that he had seen Master Wei's face in school during the half semester, and he could count on his fingers After coming here, I understood Fang Jiayao's meaning a little bit, "Aren't you afraid that Master Wei will fail the exam?"

Fang Gayao didn't speak, and continued to lower his head, touching the collar around his neck.

Vanke also followed Fang Gayao's fingertips, and found another strange thing.

The bruise on Fang Gayao's neck seemed to have never been better.

Always fade and add new.

Back and forth several times.

The heavy rain a few days ago damaged part of the school's electricity, so that at night when it was supposed to be a desperate review, every classroom was dark and the school's backup power was also damaged by the rain. , also useless.

For those who want to review, they don’t even go to the classroom, just stay in the dormitory, just change some light, and plan to hold on for a while.

Fang Gayao also often stays in the dormitory recently, but there is no one in the dormitory.

He knows that with Wu Wei's status, whether to learn or not is actually just a random choice of his own.

In the afternoon, I copied the teacher’s courseware and made up from my own notes. He sometimes carries the notes with him and puts them in his backpack. Because he reads more during the day, he reads them more at night. Basically, he rarely reads, especially these days, because of the power outage, he simply washes up early and goes to bed.

Wu Wei disappeared for another week in a row.

During the period, Fang Jiayao also abided by the agreement and took the initiative to make phone calls, but the other party always smiled and made a few jokes, and hung up reluctantly.

Fang Gayao could also feel that the other party was really busy, so it was not easy to pester him, so he echoed his joke and laughed it off.

Half a month later, he really felt that Wu Wei's studies were a problem.

Eastern University of Science and Technology’s stage exams never let go of water. A lot of surprise learning is actually placed on this kind of table, which is useless at all. Fang Gayao knew this from the time he entered school.

He was alone in the dormitory, lying on the bed staring at the ceiling and knocking. He wanted to smoke and felt that there was no one around him, so he turned over and received a message from Xing Jinbei.

-Come here and get paid.

Xing Jinbei didn't ask him if he had time, because Fang Gayao was determined to go because of money matters.

Fang Gayao packed his things as usual, and now he started to wear a coat when he went out, with a casual hoodie as the base, sports pants and soft-soled sneakers, and walked outside after reading, but when the door was still closed, he Turning around temporarily, holding the notebook on the table, he finally locked it.

Xing Jin Beibanwo was whistling on the sofa, his posture and image were particularly unscrupulous, his arms were drooping, and he was playing with chewing gum in a mess, especially the collarbone, the shadow beside it was very deep.

Fang Gayao always felt that he was getting thinner again.

"I've worked hard on you these past few months, and it's thanks to you not leaving. I've found my next home. Now you're welcome to work with me whether you want to or not. Don't feel pressured." Xing Jinbei moved his nest and motioned to Fang Jiayao seat, and then spanked himself to find wine and smoke, and waited for Fang Gayao to finish, all the tobacco and wine were on the table.

Fang Gayao nestled on the sofa with his whole body, lit the cigarette with his head sideways, and breathed out softly. The thin smoke permeated between the two of them was not moving quickly because the air was not circulating very well. It was only after Fang Gayao stretched out his hand to disperse the smoke that he could see the present situation clearly. Xing Jinbei with a very happy expression.

"Why are you so happy," Fang Gayao said, and began to unzip the backpack, bent over and pushed the red wine on the table in front of him and a box of cigarette cases with a black background and a gold border to the side. , vacated a space, threw down the note, pinched the pen, and said, "About Nanzi?"

Before Xing Jinbei could speak, he saw Fang Gayao in this outfit, with his legs crossed on the sofa and his arms drooping, "How can you learn how to get into this place?"

There was a quarrel in the Xingjinbei bar, and now the two of them are basically talking half-yelled, "Just come and get some money, it won't happen."

"I heard that Nanzi broke up with Yu Minwen?" Fang Jiayao ignored his complaints at all, and asked him directly. Fang Jiayao actually cared about this matter. Before Xing Jinbei asked if there was a suitable person, he actually had a heart in his heart. He has a plan, but he doesn't know whether this kind of thing that looks like Lalang's partner will succeed. Fang Gayao is holding the pen, his eyes are on the courseware. Although the light in the bar is not good, but compared to the darkness Also very contented.

"Didn't you see that I'm so happy today? Nanzi is so damn promising." Xing Jinbei didn't care what Fang Jiayao was doing here, and he was holding a cigarette and puffing out his eye circles happily, "Don't look at that kid who is so pure. Just like a fart, my comprehension ability is still strong, I just said it once, and I changed it to death."

"I knew you couldn't help it." Fang Jiayao actually wanted to find a suitable time to chat with Nanzi. As the eldest brother, Xing Jinbei would do this kind of thing much earlier than him. Thinking of this, Fang Jiayao turned his head and asked him, " What did you tell him?"

"Don't worry about this, I have my own way, in short, he can listen to it, the key is that it's annoying to be friends with Yu Minwen, it's disgusting," Xing Jinbei mentioned here, and directly put out the cigarette butt in his hand , and then stretched out his arm and nodded towards Fang Jiayao's shoulder, "You are very interesting, the person who said it was arranged for me, I have seen it before, she is a very sunny child, I can rest assured that you introduced me, that's fine Today is just pure thank you, and I will pay you by the way, in the future, you can come here if you want to jump, and I will cover your service if you want to consume, in short, this area of ​​Nanxiang, "

"You can walk sideways."

Fang Gayao's eyes were fixed on Xing Jinbei, he knew how important this "walking sideways" was. Xing Jinbei has been doing business here for the past six months, and also raised a group of dubious people. Looking at the person who is usually smiling, his wrists are actually very heavy. To put it bluntly, this person is skinny, but his inner core follows Wu Wei.

is a property.

"Nanzi is actually still young, so don't be too particular about things with him, especially emotional matters. Talking more is more effective than starting hands." Fang Jiayao said a sentence that was neither serious nor serious, but it drifted to the north of Xingjin. In the ear, the other party didn't even smile.

Xing Jinbei likes to wear some big plaid shirts, especially the big lilies with pure white, which can always find a place on his colorful shirts, so the white lily's high purity is a bit ironic when it comes to messy colors .

Fang Gayao poured himself a sip of wine, and all the benefits slowly relaxed along the muscle texture of his face. Half of his arm was slumped on the sofa, and the other hand was holding the cup. The wine was not poured into his mouth, but placed on his face , staring at Fang Gayao for a long time, "Fang Gayao, why don't you hang out with me, don't worry about that Wu Shaode."

Fang Gayao's mind is bright, whether it's about Wu Yueli or himself, he sees it more clearly than ordinary people.

Xing Jinbei stared at Fang Gayao and took a sip of his wine, "I won't stop you from changing your mind in the future."

Now he lacks such a person here.

Can help to see things.

"I don't need you to worry about my affairs, but I will definitely think of you when I need it in the future." Fang Gayao shook his stiff neck. He really felt that this posture was not suitable for studying, so he turned his head and asked him, "I will borrow you tonight." A private room, and I will give you two desk lamps, I will stay with you at night, by the way, there is one more thing, I have to make it clear to you first," Fang Gayao turned around, "Nanzi and him now seem to be a matter of course , but what will happen in the future, I'm not sure, and I haven't introduced the person yet, if you insist on talking about them, why are they together now?"

When Fang Gayao said this, he didn't know what he was thinking of, he couldn't hold back the smile on his face, and raised his neck, "If you have to find a cliché, it should be called fate."

So Fang Jiayao didn't go back to the dormitory all night, and just watched the courseware all night in the private room of the bar in Xingjinbei.

As a result, when he went to self-study the next day, he couldn't hold back, leaning against the cold wall, half-drowsy and half-asleep, with all kinds of mixed aromas of tobacco and alcohol on his body, even Vanke suspected that Fang Gayao had given up treatment , I didn’t know which wild bar I ran to and gave up on myself.

"I saw Lord Wei this morning. I think I can go to class today. Hey you guys—" Wanke touched the bound A4 paper under Fang Jiayao's arm, "Master Wei is so lucky. I'm working hard on the review materials, why don't you just pack the whole set for him?"

Vanke elbowed Fang Gayao's arm, "Can you give me a share, I'll borrow flowers to present a Buddha."

"Want to give it to Nanzi?"

"Brother Yao still understands me. Isn't it because I live in someone else's dormitory? After all, neither of the two saves trouble. No matter how you say it, it's troublesome for him. I, a sophomore senior, usually mess around with me and study hard. Son, no one can catch up with you, so I want to take care of my juniors so much, I have no face around me, so do I have to put face on you?"

Fang Gayao hadn't woken up yet, his eyes were not very clear, but he was dazzled by the bright yellow casual jacket on Wanke's body, and then he pulled it out from under his arm and stuffed it into Wanke's arms, "You can do whatever you want, you Remember, it was originally written by you, you can give it to anyone you want, but"

"Wu Wei is inside."

"No, I'm really ashamed if you do that. You spent so much effort to copy it yourself. What's the matter with me?" Vanke snapped back with his hand, "Then if you want to do this, I don't want it at all." Otherwise, when I give it to Lord Wei, I have to mention you by name."

"Ah Choo," Vanke said, feeling the cool wind on his back, couldn't help sneezing, then touched his nose, sighing in his heart how cool it is, and then added, "The key is that Master Wei Knowing that it was from you must be happier than knowing that it was from me?"

"Do you want to take this thing or not? If you don't, I'll find someone else." Fang Gayao pulled his arm back, resting one hand on his head, with his eyelids slightly drooping down, and using a pen to gently revise on the paper, "like this Nanzi's share, you don't even want it."

Vanke saw that Fang Gayao had talked to this point, and he was determined to let himself take it, so he asked in a very puzzled way, "Brother Yao, why can't you just be nicer to Master Wei?"

Fang Jiayao didn't expect Vanke to say such a sentence, so he couldn't finish it for a while, so he tilted his head towards the wall, hiding his expression, and just said softly,

"child."

Vanke held a stack of documents in his hand, and walked outside. When he had nothing to do on the road, he would turn it in his hand. The more he turned down, the wider his eyes widened.

He never imagined that the pile of review materials in his hand could be so detailed.

In the past, I only knew that Fang Gayao would scribble and scribble on the table when he was free, but now he knows that he puts all his energy there. The above is only one question, and he found seven or eight cases by himself, including the ones given by the teacher during class. The source of the topic can be as fine as how many pages.

The entire design on the A4 paper was sorted with several colored pens and sticky notes, and a catalog was created on the first page.

According to Vanke's words, this is not called review materials at all.

This is called the must-pass book.

Those who have this book and still fail their exams should be mentally retarded.

So he hesitated whether to give Xingnan or not.

In case he dies, he will never be able to remove the label of mental retardation in his heart from now on. No matter how cool he is, Vanke still wants to laugh.

Fang Jiayao sent Vanke away without worrying about it. In fact, this notebook has been sorted out since he entered school. In fact, it doesn't matter whether he reads it or not. Basically, he remembers almost all the words that have passed through the pen, so there is no book. Books are the same.

What he was worried about was how to send this book to Wu Wei inadvertently.

In fact, whether Wu Wei's book is useful or not is another matter. I usually have to ask him questions that I don't understand. He knows it well. For Wu Wei, this notebook is very important.

Almost like waste paper.

He didn't know why it was done so finely. He wanted to make every detail as perfect as possible, and only hoped that it could play a small role in Wu Wei.

My own work is not in vain.

It’s just that the neck has been used a lot recently, and when I bow my head, I can feel a little pain in the shoulder blades on both sides, so taking advantage of the recent power restoration at school, I will lie in the dormitory most of the night to catch up on sleep after I send my notes out.

—

Vanke carried the materials and walked upstairs, and when he opened the door and entered, he found that the two target persons were there.

An orange warm lamp was turned on on the table next to it, and there were two glass bottles on the table, with some remnants of fragrant wine left in them, almost catching up with a small bar.

Xing Nan stretched out half of his legs on the bed, holding a cigarette butt and puffing. Wu Wei next to him stretched out on the stool.

Literally Zhang.

Vanke looked at it from the back, the two of them were simply dissolute, and they always felt that they were not in a dormitory for college students, but that I was a wharf for the young and confused in Hong Kong movies.

"Here for you," Wanke threw a copy of the review notes on the very emotional table, "Thank you for taking it, and you can save a lot of trouble by looking it up before the exam."

Xing Nan sat up from the bed, shook the cigarette, and pressed down the head of the desk lamp to let the light hit the paper. He rolled his eyelids and asked him, "You are really interesting, where did you get it?"

"My notes from my freshman year. I made them myself during the exams. Now I bring them back to benefit you, my junior. Take a good look, and that..."

Wanke braced himself and pushed the thing towards Wu Wei, "If you don't mind that Master Wei, I'll give you the original, and I'll make another copy, you two take it."

Wu Wei chuckled out of his nose, pointed at the cover with his finger, didn't look at it much, "I don't need this, I'll give it to you," Wu Wei said, lifted his buttocks and went out.

—

Fang Gayao was a light sleeper. As soon as there was movement at the door, he opened his eyes, then sat up, looked at Wu Wei, and asked him, "There is a stage test this Friday, remind me."

Wu Wei sat down beside him, crossed his legs, and propped his arms on his knees, helped him straighten his collar, and touched the faint teeth marks on his neck.

He couldn't hold back, and pressed the tip of his tongue against his mouth, "Wanke has a book, or?"

Fang Gayao stared at him and asked him, "Would you like it?"

Wu Wei's attention was all on Fang Jiayao, and he couldn't get enough of it after not seeing him for a while, so he didn't think much about it, and said directly, "I don't need that stuff, I just take the naked test."

Fang Gayao also looked at him and smiled.

"I think so too."

—

On Thursday morning, almost everyone will be crowded in the classroom, and it is difficult to find an empty seat.

Originally, Wu Wei didn't want to come, but because he had something to do in the temporary studio, he couldn't get away. When he was free, he would just sit in the classroom and read, with Xing Nan tilted beside him, looking through his hands.

Wu Wei was bored, and looked towards Xing Nan with his arms propped up. He knew that Xing Nan had suddenly become enlightened, and he was forced to enlighten him. It was also because of this that he went to the dormitory to look for him yesterday.

Just say goodbye.

Even if Xing Nan was a little reluctant, he was at least sensible.

On the surface, Xing Nan looks the same as before, but it is estimated that Yu Minwen has influenced him a lot, and his temper has also changed visibly with the naked eye. It's cyanosis.

He also knew how ruthless Xing Jinbei's so-called means were.

"Vanke's heart is really delicate, and we still keep the meeting minutes for such a long time," Xing Nan thought the book was very useful. When he turned the pages, a page of note paper fell out of it, and some meeting items were recorded on it. The pen wrote on it, which caused him to have a little discord with Vanke.

"It turns out that he was quite serious when he was a freshman," Xing Nan complained, and casually put the page on the table, then continued to flip through it.

Suddenly Wu Wei pressed his arm down.

"Bring that over and let me have a look," Wu Wei stared at the paper, without waiting for Xing Nan to move, stretched out his arm to reach it, and when he saw it clearly, the self on it was written by himself when school started For the minutes of the meeting, he dragged the note in Xing Nan's hand over, stared at the words on it, and read carefully.

"What's the matter?" Xing Nan was tired from looking at it, and asked him with his arm on his pillow, "Now that I know this thing works, how about I make a copy for you?"

Wu Wei didn't speak for a long time, just closed the book, lifted his buttocks and left. When he turned his head, he poked Xing Nan's shoulder with his hand and said word by word,

"All the words you saw just now,"

"I'll give you half a day,"

"Forget it all for me."