Rules Weird Talk: I am more perverted than weird!

the other side,

While there was still some time before the third bell rang, Ivan quickly returned to the dormitory, changed all his clothes and work badges, and locked them in the closet.

The smell in the room had almost dissipated. Ivan closed the window and climbed back into bed.

Not long after, He Wen came back and walked back and forth on the floor, and rustling sounds were heard in the room.

Ivan was a little tired. In order to be able to go out on time, he hardly got any rest today. After a while, before the other party finished his work, he actually fell asleep on the bed.

In a daze, I saw He Wen standing at the head of the bed.

Ivan opened his eyes and met a pale, thin face.

"Are you awake?" He Wen looked at it with concern.

"You slept for so long, did you have a nightmare?" He placed one hand on Ivan's forehead and tested the temperature.

"You haven't had breakfast yet, I'll go to the vending machine and buy some for you." He Wen took a plastic bag from the table, which was filled with fast food such as bread.

"Thank you."

Ivan took it carelessly and felt that the other party was really considerate. He knew that he got up late and still bought breakfast for him.

I don’t know if it was because of the watch or because he was too tired last night, but the bell this morning didn’t wake him up, and he didn’t open his eyes until this time.

Usually they would go to the cafeteria to eat in the morning and then go back to the retirement area.

Ivan opened the plastic bag and was about to eat, but suddenly closed it and ran out.

"What are you doing? We're not at work, there's no need to be on time. We can go later."

Ivan: "Bring food to the old man."

The old man he served had a very bad temper. He would prepare snacks in the morning and feed them at a fixed time.

If I'm a little late, I'll start making a fuss. If they find out that I'm not there, I don't know what kind of trouble they'll cause.

Ivan ran to the hall and as soon as he entered, he saw the old man sleeping on the table. He was not crying or shouting, and he breathed a sigh of relief.

He walked over slowly: "Your food..."

"Hey hey hey~"

The old man No. 39 let out an obscene laugh, and his head was resting on the table. He seemed to be sleeping, but in fact, there was a magazine about scantily clad young ladies on his thighs.

He was peeking and gesticulating while watching.

Ivan's face darkened, and he lifted the book from the old man's knees: "I've told you many times not to read these things so early in the morning. It's not good for your health."

I don’t know what’s going on, but everyone else is old and just drinks tea and does calligraphy.

I am responsible for this myself. Even though I may seem like a child in other aspects, I am not careless at all when it comes to this kind of thing.

Sometimes, when Ivan looked at the other man's strong lower body, he suspected that his ability was even stronger than his own.

Damn it, is there any justice in this world?

However, no matter how good your body is, it cannot withstand daily exposure. Beauty magazines are not good for physical and mental health. Ivan firmly disagrees with her reading them too much.

The old man whose books were taken away had his mouth turned down and was about to burst into tears.

Ivan: "Go ahead and cry. It would be best if everyone here knows why you are crying."

"Hey, by then they will feel embarrassed and won't play with you."

The old man shut up and turned away angrily: "I will cut off all ties with you for three years."

"1, 2, 3."

He turned his head and said, "Ivan, you are too late. I have been hungry for three years. My stomach is almost as flat as your wallet."

Ivan: “…”

It is reasonable to suspect that the other party is not stupid at all and actually knows how to take the opportunity to imply something about me.

"Oh? Then how did you survive these three years when I was away?"

"I go hunting in the mountains every day. When I'm hungry, I kill a bear. When I'm thirsty, I drink spring water from the mountains. I can eat a tiger in one meal."

"I only eat bear paws and drink natural water. People on TV bow and scrape when they see me."

Ivan: “…”

This old kid brags without thinking.

And when people on TV bend down to you when they see you, aren’t they celebrities?

You think you are the head of state.

"Okay, okay, I got it. Let's eat." Ivan took out a plastic bag and gave a loaf of bread to the old man and one for himself.

There were some other things in the bag, such as biscuits and milk.

What is more special is a bottle of red drink with the words "energy drink" on it. I don't think I have seen it in a vending machine before.

Ivan opened it, put the thing to his nose and smelled it, feeling excited all over.

The fatigue caused by staying up late last night has actually been reduced a lot.

At this moment, old man No. 39 suddenly pounced over. Seeing that the drink in his hand was about to spill to the ground, Ivan turned around and perfectly avoided the attack.

Finally, he did not forget to help the old man to prevent him from falling.

"Hey, I forgot to tell you, I've really eaten bear paws before."

Comment: "Ivan, you are confused. That He guy is not a good person. He gave you this drink, maybe he wanted to poison you."

"Yeah, don't drink it. It looks weird, a bit like health tea."

"Pierre said that health tea is addictive."

Ivan opened the bottle and took a sip under the nervous gaze of the audience.

But before I could swallow it, I suddenly felt a heavy object in my stomach.

Old man No. 39 suddenly took advantage of Ivan’s time to drink water and sat on his stomach.

Ivan was immediately knocked to the ground, the red juice in his mouth spit out, and his drink spilled on the ground.

He Wen rushed over and helped the man up.

Ivan wiped the corner of his lips and said, "I'm sorry, I accidentally spilled my drink."

"It's okay." He Wen helped him to a chair and said, "I forgot to tell you that you can't drink too much of this stuff. It's bad for your health."

"Oh." Ivan nodded.

He trusted He Wen, so when he heard that it was bad for his health, he believed it immediately.

Barrage: “I’m a little confused now.

What is certain now is that the old man is a good person. He not only gave Ivan a watch, but also stopped him from drinking.

What about He Wen? "

"Yes, at first I thought He Wen wanted to harm Ivan, but then he came back and said I couldn't drink too much."

"Oh no, I need to use my brain. What's going on with He Wen?"

"Isn't he like that Brother Feng and fell in love with the Chosen One?"

"I think you need a brain wash."

……

After He Wen walked away, the old man seemed to have not had enough fun and stuck his butt out and pushed it around.

Ivan was so angry that he wanted to find a rope and tie the man to the chair.

He looked around casually, and then his pupils suddenly shrank.

The old man who had been making a lot of noise just now seemed to realize something was wrong, stopped talking, and went back to his seat obediently.

Ivan stared at one place and saw that behind old man No. 14, where Pierre was supposed to be, the person was gone.

Instead, there was another guy that he had never seen before, who was hugging Xie Zian.

Ivan's eyes were full of anger. He touched the belt around his waist and strode over.

Xie Zian, who was hugging his brother and expressing his brotherly love, was roughly pulled away:

"You, what are you going to do?" Seeing that the person came with ill intentions, Xie Zian stammered.

Ivan pointed to an empty space at the far end of the hall and said, "Let's talk over there."

"What can't be said right now?" Xie Zian retorted. It was obvious that the man opposite him was up to no good, so he didn't want to go along with him.

Ivan: "Don't be shameless."

"If you really think you can say it here, then I'll speak up."

"Forget it, forget it..." Xie Zian hesitated for a moment, then pulled his brother towards the open space.