sunflower

After a busy day, after dinner, Xiao Bai was lying at Jiang Xing's feet, while he was sitting on a chair doing his homework, his eyes kept looking at the shower, wishing he could take off his clothes immediately and try it.

Fu Chengfeng smiled unconsciously when he saw the eagerness on his face that could not be concealed.In winter, Jiang Xing went to the dormitory to take a bath, which was not troublesome, but after the spring, it was getting hotter every day, and he couldn't be allowed to travel between two places.He has been in this smoky place for more than ten years, and there is nothing wrong with the messy shower room here, but Jiang Xinghe...

Thinking of this, the emotion in his eyes became more intense. The person in front of him has lived with him for so long, and he has never complained of suffering at all...

He tapped the back of his hand with a pen, "Do your homework first."

Every time it’s a holiday, joy and complaints coexist, and everyone complains when there is so much homework, but there are also some teachers who don’t like to assign homework—they know that the more assignments, the greater the moisture. It’s better to have less than you and I. Everyone is happy with the arrangement.

Jiang Xing's Chinese teacher is a woman in her 30s, but she is very easy-going. She likes to emphasize "reading and accumulation". Every vacation homework will not have those copied things, but write essays.

Needless to say, the ability of teachers who can teach grade-level key classes has more or less personality or their own characteristics besides ability. The physics ones are very cruel, and the old man who teaches chemistry likes Fu Chengfeng very much.Even someone as unsmiling as Liu Haizhou is well-known. When it comes to "mostly occupying Timei Yin", he is the fat and round head teacher of the first class.

The teaching method of the Chinese teacher is the most proud and favorite of a class of students.The first 5 minutes of the class are vacated, and the students take turns to give speeches for 5 minutes according to the student number. The subject is not limited; One Chinese class is reserved for reading and essays every week; there is no hard homework during the holidays, just write more essays.

Jiang Xing likes Chinese, even though he is not born with a learning mind.Science is such an objective thing that there is a limit to hard work, so since he started writing essays, he has prepared an accumulation book, which is dedicated to excerpting good words and sentences.

After accumulating to a certain level, his writing is no longer shabby, and he will be praised when he was a child, but it is not as good as every year, especially the composition reform in high school, from propositional composition to material composition. He wrote [-] words , but in the end it turned out to be a five-category masterpiece.

At the moment he is writing an essay, which is about the process of installing the water heater today. The subject of the essay is not limited, and he can write anything.

After he finished writing, he picked up Fu Chengfeng's essay and looked through it. He saw the essay he asked Fu Chengfeng to write last semester and took it for submission. There were two five-pointed stars marked by the Chinese teacher on it, "By the way, I I almost forgot, the magazine you contributed to last time... I don't know if it's sold now, I should have found Ah Li sooner..."

At that time, Jiang Xing was asking about the name of the magazine. How could Fu Chengfeng tell him directly that he hadn't submitted a manuscript at all? He had no choice but to make up a random name. It would be best if Jiang Xing didn't look for it. .Originally, he thought that Jiang Xing had left this matter behind, but he remembered it again.Fu Chengfeng touched his nose, feeling a little uncomfortable.

Jiang Xing called Pei Yinli.Pei Yinli was sulking for a whole day, and he went to look for him so worriedly, but he ran away with another man... The more he thought about it, the more wronged he became, and the more he thought about it, the more painful he was. Now when he saw the caller ID, he immediately turned off his phone Throw it in the drawer, out of sight, let the phone beep there.

"Hmph, want to apologize to me, want to ask me to forgive? No way!" He spat out the cherry pit angrily, and vowed to dry Jiang Shimei well.

However, the phone just called once, and it didn't make a sound. He waited and waited until the cherries were all eaten, and Jiang Shimei didn't call back again.

"Can you be a little sincere, I can't call you more times if I don't pick you up..."

This worthless person heated up his phone, and finally clicked on the "silly ginger" on the screen, and the call was connected quickly. Before he could say anything, the other person asked first, "Why didn't you just now?" Answer the phone..."

Pei Yinli didn't explain, but said with a straight face: "Do you have something to say to me?"

Jiang Xingle: "That's for sure, otherwise why should I call you?"

"..." Pei Yinli felt better, "Then tell me."

"Hey, I just want you to do me a favor. Please help me and ask your brother if you can give me a magazine from Beijing." Jiang Xing said the name of the magazine and added: "It was released in April."

"..." Pei Yinli was just about to ask him why he wanted this, but he heard Jiang Xing say it in a very snarky way: "My deskmate published an article on it, as you saw today, Awesome..."

Pei Yinli was furious for a while, and it took the utmost restraint to resist the urge to hang up the phone. He said stiffly, "That magazine is sold out."

Jiang Xing thought he heard it wrong, "What did you say?"

"Sold out."

"Don't be kidding, I'm telling you serious..."

"No kidding, my brother is right next to me."

Jiang Xing was immediately disappointed and annoyed, "That's it... forget it... No, didn't you say in the morning that your brother is busy and won't be home lately..."

Parents were not at home, it was a beautiful night for two with Jiang Xing, so a new male lead was changed, Pei Yinli looked at his big empty house, "Maybe he came back because he was afraid that I would be alone at home Come with me..."

After hanging up the phone, Pei Yinli fell on the bed angrily and sadly, deciding not to like Jiang Shimei anymore.

"It's sold out...I should have called him earlier, my brain..." Jiang Xing punched himself a few times annoyed.

Fu Chengfeng was taken aback, wondering if there really is such a magazine...but this is the best way, "If you don't have it, you don't have it, it's not a big deal, and I didn't intend to have it at all."

"Hmm...Ah Li feels so strange. He doesn't seem very happy to hear the voice. I'm afraid he made a mistake and was scolded by his brother..."

Inspired by the new shower, Jiang Xing quickly completed the homework of the two courses.He didn't have to stay up until after ten o'clock when he was on holiday. He put down his pen as soon as eight o'clock passed, and winked at Fu Chengfeng: "I'm taking a shower!"

"Yeah." Fu Chengfeng looked at the novel without looking up.

Jiang Xing went to the closet and found a pair of clean pants and his own pajamas.The small shower room in the corner is narrow and simple, the water inlet pipe comes in from the window, the water outlet is in the corner of the concrete floor, the shower head is installed on the wall, and there are curtains around it to keep the water out——

Except for the time he went to the shower room last semester, Jiang Xing had never taken a bath in such an environment, but he never thought that there would be such a day that taking a bath would make him beautiful.

He's not smart, but he's not stupid either.Fu Chengfeng has been here for more than ten years like this, why did he install a shower for no reason?

Fu Xiaoying basically boards, this is definitely not for her.

Who is it for?

For whom?

Who else can it be for?

"It must be for me! Hehe..." It was a sunny day, mixed with cold water. At this time, the water temperature was just right, and Jiang Xing was so comfortable that he was about to bubble.

"What did you say?" Fu Chengfeng asked with some doubts.

"It's nothing—" Jiang Xing rubbed his body full of bubbles, grabbed the curtain, poked his head out, only showing his face, and shouted: "Fu Chengfeng, turn your head around!"

Fu Chengfeng had seen him in the mirror on the desk a long time ago, his face was red from the heat, and his eyes seemed to have light.

He looked at the mirror and smiled silently: "I can turn around, but don't lift the curtain."

Jiang Xing's conspiracy was exposed, he groaned and said, "I'm not that naive, I just want to ask you to rub my back..."