Can a scholar not be partial to a subject?

Yesterday's toilet was very friendly. The floor of Qiuzheng was clean and tidy, without any strange stains, and there was a faint fragrance of sweet-scented osmanthus.

Qiu Zhen felt that it was just cleaning the toilets, and it wasn't that exaggerated, everyone was a civilized person.

Today reality taught him to be a man.

The three of them cleaned this week, and the three of them also divided the work, taking turns throwing out the garbage.Other work is divided into three parts, mopping the floor, cleaning the toilet, and others.

Qiu Zhen mopped the floor today, looking at the footprints on the floor, I was a little confused, the water pipes are not leaking, where did the water come from?

He suddenly realized something, took a step back, and exited the compartment.

"Brother Qiu?"

"What happened?"

Both Wei Xin and Qi Jiale stopped what they were doing to look at him, and Qiu Zhen said, "Fuck, there are idiots squatting in the pit to urinate, and they urinate outside, it's not disgusting."

With a disgusted face on his face, Qiu Zhen turned his head away, swiped the inside twice with the mop, and then carried it to the mop pool outside and rinsed it with water for 3 minutes.

After breathing the fresh air outside for a while, he was finally able to calm down and mop the floor.

However, this kind of situation does not happen occasionally, it happens often. When cleaning at night, Qiuzhen's face is particularly ugly. It is so ugly that Wei Xin even offered him to mop the floor.

With brother Qiu's face, Wei Xin felt that he might want to hit the face of the person who left a lot of liquid with the mop.

"Need not."

But Brother Qiu is not such an easy-going person, he was disgusted one after another, he couldn't swallow this breath.

So the next day, Bi Xia found out that his deskmate had gone out after class.

Qiu Zhen leaned on a mop and stood at the door of the toilet, staring at several squatting doors.There were a lot of people at the end of this get out of class. A boy with rimless glasses hurried into the cubicle, and then rushed out again.

How can the big one have this speed? Obviously, it is to solve the small one, and the small one is squatting in the pit?

Those strange liquids on the ground were left by this kind of people, Qiu Zhen's eyes were a bit fierce.

The man went to the sink to wash his hands and was about to leave the toilet. Before he could take two steps, he was dragged back by his collar. He looked terrified and couldn't speak clearly: "You, what do you want to do?"

Qiu Zhen dragged the man back to the entrance of the squatting pit, then gave him the mop in the other hand, and gave him a wink. The man looked at him carefully, not understanding what he meant.

Qiu Zhen said impatiently, "You clean it yourself."

The man's face immediately turned red, and he couldn't open his mouth when he wanted to explain. In the end, he could only say sorry in a low voice, and then started to fight.

Qiu Zhen looked a little better, nodded casually and went out.

The man mopped the floor and washed the mop to dry in the corridor outside, then took a dry mop back and handed it to Qiu Zhen.

One morning, the entire second floor knew that there was a person standing at the door of the men's toilet. As long as someone entered the squatting pit and took a trumpet, this person would drag you back and mop the floor.

So Brother Qiu had an extra nickname: Toilet Door God.

It didn't take long for the girls to know too. Because of his good looks, the girls called him the toilet god, and even came to watch him together.

Sandalwood is lit in the toilet. The scent is not as strong as that of air fresheners, but it will also pick up the smell after staying for a long time. Qiu Zhen put a coat in the classroom and changed it before going to the toilet for "duty" after class.

Bi Xia would spray perfume in the closet, which shows that he is very concerned about the smell, and Qiu Zhen feels that he must not smell like a toilet.

After class, Director Gao put the textbooks on the railing in the corridor, then went to the toilet, and witnessed Qiu Zhen dragging a boy to the toilet with a fierce look on his face.

No. [-] Middle School is actually so blatantly bullying on campus?

Or a student he is very familiar with?

Director Gao didn't know for a moment whether he was more angry or surprised, and followed into the toilet.

The boy who had just been dragged back by Qiu Zhen was mopping the floor with a face of reluctance, while Qiu Zhen stood aside and stared at him.

What is this doing?

With a reluctance on his face, the man finished cleaning the ground under the watchful eyes of Supervisor Qiu and agreed.

Qiu Zhen said, "Wash the mop and dry it outside."

"What are you doing?"

"Hello, Director."

Every time Qiu Zhen greeted him, he always spoke loudly, and this time it was the same. He didn't feel guilty at all when he was caught doing something bad.

On the contrary, it was another boy, who looked like he lacked confidence.

"This week it's my turn to clean the toilet. I found that there are a lot of urine stains on the floor. I just want to see who is so wicked and urinates in the urinal."

Not bullying classmates, Director Gao is very pleasant: "Students have mistakes to remind, but pay attention to attitude."

Qiu Zhen accepted Director Gao's suggestion very humbly.

Director Gao also felt that it was very difficult for him, so he briefly mentioned a few sentences during the exercise between classes the next day.

"There is a problem that I have emphasized many times, but some students never change after being taught repeatedly."

"Today I'll stress it again, boys don't urinate in the urinal, your yellow urine stains are for the cleaning classmate, it's disgusting."

"When I went to class in the first year of high school, I saw a classmate holding a mop at the door to remind people to pay attention..."

Anyone with a little bit of information in the first year of high school basically knows who he is talking about. The campus is full of laughter, and the students in Class [-] laugh the most exaggeratedly. Give a thumbs up: "Brother Qiu has worked hard."

"...Every student has his turn to clean up, so you should pay more attention to it."

Qiu Zhen looked at the reaction of the tablemate, Bi Xia looked calm, and when he met his eyes, he smiled out of nowhere: "Male god?"

Qiuzhen: "..."

Just when the director had finished speaking, Qiu Zhen went over to grab his shoulder fiercely, and said viciously, "Say it again?"

Bi Xia not only said it, but turned his head to face him and said two words indifferently: "Male god."

Qiu Zhen couldn't hold back any longer, and burst out laughing.

"To amuse me? Does Teacher Xia know that you are so bad?"

Bi Xia also raised the corners of his mouth slightly, Gujing Wubo's eyes were rippling, and he shook his head sincerely.

He smiled, and Qiu Zhen had nothing to do with him: "You just rely on me to treat you well, call brother to come and listen."

This time Bi Xia didn't keep his mouth shut and pretended to be a clam shell, he said: "Don't shout."

After getting back several packages one after another, all the props that Cheng Xiaoxiao bought are in place, and the script has been arranged, and the rehearsal can start tonight.

I asked the class teacher for leave in advance, and there were more than [-] people missing in the classroom during the evening self-study.

On weekends, Wang Xiaofang asked Qiu Zhen in the group what color he likes, blue, yellow, pink, and purple, and Qiu Zhen answered blue casually.

So today he received a blue magic wand.

When Cheng Xiaoxiao opened the package and handed him the magic wand, Qiu Zhen couldn't believe it: "For me?"

"Ah."

"What the hell is this?"

"A witch's magic wand."

"What about the sex change, am I not the king?"

"I don't know... the link was sent by Xiaofang, so I will pay for it."

Cheng Xiaoxiao said that she was just running errands and asked him to find the director. The director was Wang Xiaofang, who was unpacking another package.

Qiu Zhen took a blue magic wand and studied it by himself. The magic wand was [-] centimeters long, with a bow on the top half and a big "ruby" inlaid in the center.

Qiu Zhen didn't know where he pressed it, the blue magic wand suddenly started to glow, Qiu Zhen looked at the magic wand in his hand with colorful lights, and was a little suspicious of life, when he would use such a girly thing to perform on stage?

He looked up and down, found a switch, and pressed it without thinking much, wanting to turn off this overly gorgeous light effect.

After pressing it down, the Magic Immortal Wand was still glowing, and sang a song: "You are my little apple, I can't love you too much..."

Qiuzheng threw the magic fairy stick out.

"What the hell? Why does the magic fairy sing about Little Apple?"

The quality of this magic wand is excellent, and it is still singing while lying on the ground, and it has attracted more people to study it.

After a while, everyone discovered that this magic wand not only glows, sings, but also blows bubbles.

"Brother Qiu, your magic wand is a bit powerful."

"Brother Qiu? Where's the person?"

What's the fun with the magic wand? Qiu Zhen ran to see his deskmate.

Everyone else's clothes are rented from the photo studio, only Bi Xia's cosplay clothes are bought directly, the funds are limited and a bit rough, in order to see if they can wear them, Bi Xia needs to try.

This dress is the cosplay suit of the prince on the prince biscuit, red and blue.There are a lot of thread ends and the materials are not exquisite, but Bi Xia insists on wearing clothes that cost less than two hundred to look like two thousand.

The magic wand was still happily singing Little Apple, and as Bi Xia walked over step by step, Qiu Zhen felt a little nervous.

Bi Xia skipped him to get the scissors.

Qiuzhen: "..."

Bi Xia took the scissors and walked towards him again. Qiu Zhen stared blankly at the scissors handed to him at the same table, but did not respond for a long time.

Bixia put the scissors into his hands: "Help me."

Stuffing the cold metal into his hand, Qiu Zhen shuddered: "What?"

"Cut the thread."

Qiu Zhen wanted to say something in his heart while he was doing his hands. Just now, he wanted to say something beautiful, but he didn't say it, and now it feels strange to say it.

How can we naturally and unpretentiously praise our tablemates for their good looks?

Qiu Zhen was thinking hard, and suddenly his hand was held, and beside his ear was the voice of the same table, who seemed to have no change, but was full of disgust when he looked deeper: "This is Tassel."

Qiu Zhen came back to his senses and stopped thinking about the messy questions. Anyway, it was good-looking, and he did not praise it less, not bad this time.

After the end of the thread was cut, a few people over there who tirelessly studied the magic wand finally figured it out and successfully cut the song.

"I have a fairy wand, it becomes bigger, smaller and more beautiful..."

As far as its magic wand status is concerned, the style of this song is right.

After dealing with the clothes, Bi Xia changed back to the school uniform. They need to go through the script today to see if there is anything that needs to be revised.

Their script timeline begins with Snow White growing up, and the king asks the magic mirror who is the most beautiful man in the world.

The magic mirror blushed and said, "Bi Xia."

For a moment, Qiu Zhen couldn't tell whether he was referring to himself as the king or the actor who played Snow White, who was sitting at the same table.

"No, no, start again, Snow White."

It took only an hour to go through the play that was less than 10 minutes long, and I frantically decided on the script and the soundtrack.

"Now there is only one bgm that comes with the castle, what to use?"

"Isn't that great just now? It sounds like a castle. There used to be a magic castle, and the magic fairy queen was amazing..."

"No, no, no, we have to be serious and lively, this is too sandy."

"Use the soundtrack of the original drama, it's magnificent."

"That's it, take your own props away, Brother Qiu, don't forget your magic wand."

"No, I am the king, this thing is not good enough for me, I ask for a change of props."