Disharmonious Coexistence of Arts and Sciences

Zhou Cheng took off the glove of his right hand with his mouth, and unlocked the phone. Zhang Yue's voice came out of the phone immediately: "Brother Zhou, did you buy your dinner?"

"I bought it underground." Zhou Cheng replied while putting on his gloves again.

"..."

Zhou Cheng had just turned around an intersection, and he could already see the teaching building in front of him. He was wondering whether to go through the narrow alley in front of him or to go around the main road next to him, when he caught a glimpse of a few young people running into the front from the corner of his eye. That narrow alley, and Zhang Yue's loud voice suddenly disappeared, and the battery of the mobile phone completely went on strike in this minus ten-degree environment.

The young people just now looked like they weren't serious, and they probably wouldn't be doing anything serious when they entered this small forest at night.Zhou Cheng told himself not to mind his own business, but he still took two steps forward and turned his eyes to the narrow alley. Sure enough, five or six people surrounded one person.

Well, it's the messengers of hell who don't want me to hurry up and buy them food.

After entering the study room, before the fog from the eyes cleared, the lunch box in my hand had been taken away.

A group of starving ghosts.

Zhou Cheng took off his glasses, walked to his seat and sat down, while Zhang Yue on the side came over.

"Zhou Cheng, did you sleep well this afternoon?"

"I slept until the moon shines on my butt." Zhou Cheng opened his lunch box, and smiled while showing his eight teeth to the person next to him.

When Wang Barley came in, a group of people were in a hurry to shirk responsibility from each other because of a data error. The scene was very noisy and chaotic. Zhou Cheng felt a little headache from the noise, and was about to get up and go out to smoke a cigarette.

"Chen Bingzhi seems to be blocked in the grove at the door!"

Zhou Cheng paused for a moment with his hand reaching into his schoolbag to take the cigarette, then turned to look at Wang Barley.

"Are you stupid? Why is Chen Bingzhi here?" Zhang Yue said.

"Actually, I didn't see the face either, but I just passed by the grove and heard someone calling Chen Bingzhi's name and scolding his mother. Then I took a look and saw a person blocked by five or six people. It should not be wrong."

Why is he fighting again?Why is he alone this time?

Zhou Cheng's eyes were locked on the report, his expression was very serious.

Suddenly there was a heart-rending pain. Looking down, the tip of the nail of the index finger was bitten off, and red oozes from the gap. Zhou Cheng frowned, pressed the edge with his teeth, and tore off a piece with all his strength.Then he reached into the drawer, skillfully took out a piece of Band-Aid, and tore off the wrapping paper.

When Zhou Cheng stood at the intersection holding a cigarette, he didn't know what he was doing now, he probably just wanted to see this idiot who was beaten up in the middle of the night at minus ten degrees.

"Student, standing still is standing, why don't you come and help me." Chen Bingzhi panted three times.

Very good, can't die.

Zhou Cheng didn't answer, just walked over, stood still in front of him, stared at the face of the person on the ground for a while: "The face is well protected."

The voice was muffled behind the collar of the sweater that was standing up, and it became more blurred with the wind passing through the hall. Looking at the dazed face in front of him, Zhou Cheng felt that the other party probably didn't hear what he was saying, and he didn't plan to continue. Picking up Chen Bingzhi's hand and putting it on his shoulder, he lifted him up and walked out.

Probably he was really beaten badly. From the time he stood up to the time he walked out of the alley, Chen Bingzhi didn't speak a word.

Zhou Cheng's expression didn't change at all, and he had already circled the eighteen bends of the mountain road in his heart.

Those people just now looked very capable of fighting. There is no injury on Chen Bingzhi's face, so he might not know what his body looks like... Should I send him to the hospital... But this idiot didn't say anything, I asked if it was too much up?Damn, aren't you usually good at talking, why don't you fart now... Damn, do you want to ask...

Zhou Cheng turned his head sideways: "Do you want to go to the hospital?"

The street lights were not too bright, which softened Chen Bingzhi's originally sharp profile.From Zhou Cheng's perspective, the scar on the corner of his mouth formed a small crescent-shaped shadow, very cute.

Chen Bingzhi raised his drooping eyelids when he heard the question.

"Not that serious."

Zhou Cheng nodded to express his understanding.Then he said: "I'll take you to the small shop next to me to sit down for a while. Do you have your mobile phone? Call your friend and ask them to come pick you up."

The response was very vague, and Zhou Cheng turned his head to look at Chen Bingzhi again. The latter's expression did not change much from before, but his lips were pursed a little harder, and the dimple under the corner of his mouth was faintly revealed.

The heating in the small shop was fully turned on, and Zhou Cheng's glasses fogged up again as expected.He sighed and was about to take off his glasses when the person beside him suddenly reached out and took the glasses from the bridge of his nose and put them in his pocket.

"Thank you."

"You're welcome."

After Chen Bingzhi sat down, he took out his mobile phone and made a call. Zhou Cheng sat next to him and read WeChat.

Zhang Yue: "Brother, have you smoked all the way to the ground?"

Zhou Cheng: "...I'll be back on the ground soon."

Chen Bingzhi said: "My friend will be here soon. If you have something to do, you can leave first."

"It's okay, wait for your friend to come, it's not too late."

About 3 minutes, maybe 5 minutes, a person ran in.

Zhou Cheng recognized this person, he was Chen Bingzhi's roommate.

"Bingzhi, are you okay... I told you about that person..."

"It's okay, let's go back." Chen Bingzhi interrupted the other party, stood up with his hand, "Thank you, I will treat you to dinner another day."

"Okay." Zhou Cheng stared at Chen Bingzhi's hand on the opponent's forearm.

What a fart, do you know who I am?

"Solved?" Cai Heyi walked out with Chen Bingzhi.

"Well, it's okay." Chen Bingzhi hooked the corners of his mouth, and the dimple was looming.

"Why is Zhou Cheng here?"

"Let's pass by." Li frowned, smiling all the way to his eyes.

"Stupid."

When Zhou Cheng walked into the classroom, Zhang Yue was holding an eraser and yelling at the next table: "Damn, my eraser can be my revolutionary comrade who has been with me since the third year of high school, and I lost weight again in just one night!"

"Just you dropped several of them this semester, what a fart of revolutionary comrades."

"Ah! No matter what, he is my revolutionary comrade anyway!"

Who wants to care about you, as long as you don't make my comrade-in-arms yours, I care whether you are a comrade-in-arms or a comrade-in-arms.

"Zhang Yue, I really want to fall in love."

"Stupid, tell me..." Zhang Yue was stunned for a moment, "Damn it, you really went to see it."

Zhou Cheng raised his eyebrows and smiled.