North to South

"Hello, is this Nansheng?" The female voice on the phone sounded a little hard to tell the age.

Xu Yanmu looked at the door of the dormitory, but he didn't see Fu Nansheng, so he could only say, "Uh, what, Fu Nansheng is still taking a bath in the bathroom and hasn't come back yet." He didn't know the other party's age and identity, so he couldn't join him Appellation.

"Okay, can you let him call me later? Thank you, little classmate."

"Wait, wait a minute..."

"Beep beep beep..."

Xu Yanmu was furious, "Help, tell Fu Nansheng to call back, then you have to know who you are."

"What's the matter, Muzi, did your mother come to ask you about your grades?" Song Ze picked up Xu Yanmu just after he came back from drying the clothes on the balcony. Chance."

"Really?" Xu Yanmu patted Song Ze's hands away with a look of disgust, and glanced at him with his mouth open, wondering why this guy came to comfort him with such good intentions, obviously he would only add insult to injury.

It can only be said that it really lived up to his expectations?For the first time, Liu Jin, who was sitting on the bed and reading a book, raised his head, gently pushed his glasses, with deep sympathy in his eyes, but revealed the fact with a paralyzed face, "You still have a chance, there are 42 students in the class. Personally...so, you still have 6 places to step back."

When Xu Yanmu heard this, he was shocked!Hey, unexpectedly, even a big nerd like Liu Jin can mock him, Song Ze must be the one who brought him, he couldn't stand it, "Fuck, I'm going to kill you!"

Xu Yanmu rushed forward to grab Song Ze and punched and kicked him. He also has a temper, so he really thought he was easy to fool.

After a while, Song Ze couldn't bear his fuss anymore, and simply changed the subject: "Hey, that's fine, I won't tease you, just stop messing around with a small bone. By the way, who called just now? ?”

Xu Yanmu paused, calmed down and said, "I'm looking for Fu Nansheng, I don't know about the others." Suddenly he turned his head, and found that he was being called, and immediately shouted: "If you want to change the subject, there is no way. , don’t think I’ll let you off, my lord today!” After finishing speaking, he rushed forward again.

Song Ze rolled his eyes, and immediately made a pitiful expression. While backing away, he twisted his clothes shyly and said, "Little Mumu, why are you beating me? He's sad, blah blah..."

"Whoa... vomit, return the New Year's Eve dinner I vomited out." Xu Yanmu said that he was disgusted, so he rushed over even more fiercely, stretching out his hands to clamp Song Ze's neck, his legs could not move Kicking.

"Nansheng, save me!" Song Ze shrank his neck and lifted his legs, and then quickly climbed onto the bed after throwing him off. Lying down and looking back, he pretended to be shy and spoke to the figure at the door of the dormitory.

"Hahaha, it's useless to ask girls to save you. Today, I will do justice for the heavens and take your life!" Xu Yanmu crawled on Song Ze's bed with hands and feet, laughing wildly while crawling, like a wretched man.

Song saw his face as white as a mosquito net flung himself on the bed, and his hair was messed up, so he pounced on it viciously and rubbed it a few times to make it more messy.

This is what Fu Nansheng saw when he came back and heard their conversation - Liu Jin sat on the bed reciting English words as usual, while Xu Yanmu, who had a prickly head, rode on Song Ze's body and scratched vigorously.

Fu Nansheng smiled helplessly, put the basin in the washbasin, turned on the faucet to wash clothes, and said something to the "chaotic area", "Then I have no time to save you, and you two are making fun of me again , don’t ask me to bring food from now on.”

"Farewell, Brother Nan, I have something to say." Song Ze was afraid of queuing up for dinner, so he begged for mercy.

"Ah, you're back. A woman called you just now, but she didn't say who it was. I couldn't tell her age from the voice. You have to guess it yourself." Xu Yanmu stopped when he heard Fu Nansheng came back. He made a move, but he didn't forget to turn over and swing Song Ze, and climbed back to his bed when his anger was almost gone.

"Yeah, that should be my mother. She never called the dormitory, and she didn't come to the parent-teacher meeting. No wonder you don't know." Fu Nansheng rubbed his hair and dialed the phone after packing up his clothes.

Xu Yanmu lay on the bed and sighed: "Then your mother's voice is young enough, she is also a mother, why is my mother so blah?"

"Then you must have inherited it from your mother." Song Ze opened his mouth and just said that.

"Pohou, you are looking for death!" Xu Yanmu roared after hearing this, got up and threw himself on the opposite bed to continue the fight just now, but after being glanced at by Fu Nansheng who was on the phone, he fainted and had no choice but to He stared blankly and issued a warning to the guy on the bed.

To be honest, Xu Yanmu didn't do well in the recent mid-term exam, and his emotions are often difficult to control. It's too easy to find an outlet. Besides, he is a person who is easy to blow up, and now he can get into trouble when something happens.But Song Ze still loves to provoke him all the time, isn't he deliberately looking for troublemakers?

Listening to the long song "Phoenix Bamboo Under the Moonlight" on the phone, Fu Nansheng had the leisure to watch the fun.Looking up, I saw that bastard Song Ze posing on the bed in a Cleopatra pose, winking, and calling Xu Yanmu with his fingers hooked: "Strong man, come on, I'm waiting for you~"

At this point, he couldn't help but twitched the corner of his mouth.

Song Zeta, this is really... really cheap...

Fu Nansheng cast a look at Xu Yanmu, motioning for you to beat him up, I can't bear to see him being so mean.Just right, the call went through.

"Hello, Mom, what's the matter?" It was still Fu Nansheng's usual gentle voice.

"It's nothing, just to tell you that your brother is going to join your school. He will go to school tomorrow, but he is one grade lower than you. He is in Class One (6) Senior. You remember to take care of him and help him get acquainted with him. Campus, and ah..."

"Wait! Wait a minute! Mom, where is my younger brother?" Fu Nansheng looked puzzled.

"It's the one you played well with when you were young, your Aunt Yanyu's son Fu Beisheng. You always call him your brother, but now you don't recognize him, you brat." Fu Ma complained.

"Mom, can it be the same? Didn't he play well when he was a child? Is it possible that he is still willing to call me brother now?" Fu Nansheng felt helpless.

"Well, I will, brother." On the phone, Mama Fu's girlish female voice suddenly changed into a male voice, which really shocked Fu Nansheng.

However, this voice is really nice. If the group of voice-activated girls in the class heard it, they would probably be annoyed to death.

Why did he think of all this mess again? Fu Nansheng took a look back at the two who were still wrestling on the bed, and then stammered, "You are, Fu Beisheng?"

"Well, I'm Fu Beisheng."

"Is it at my house?"

"Well, in your room."

"Cough, cough, cough, I don't need to be specific about this."

"Well. Brother, it's too late to clean the guest room, so I'll borrow the bed in your room for one night."

"Ahem, ahem, ahem, it's okay, you go to sleep. Well... I know about you, I'll find you in your class tomorrow."

This Fu Beisheng is really willing to call him brother. He is only two months younger, so he is not afraid of being taken advantage of.

But since he called himself brother, he must take good care of him. After all, it feels good to have a younger brother or something.

"Well, bro. What's the sound over there? There's a lot of movement..." The voice on the phone was full of doubts.

"Well, someone is beating mosquitoes in the dormitory." Fu Nansheng glanced at the two who made such a huge commotion.Tsk, I'm so disgusted, so I added: "A big mosquito."

"Well, then you should pay attention, I gave the phone to Auntie."

"it is good."

Fu Nansheng thought to himself: Tsk, this brother accepted it, so considerate.Of course, he still doesn't know that he will be "taken care of" by this caring brother in the future.

Afterwards, Mama Fu gave some instructions and then hung up.Fu Nansheng couldn't help sighing, her mother was in her early forties, but she still couldn't see any calmness, she was so worried.

After sighing, Fu Nansheng quickly cleaned up everything that needed to be cleaned up, and when he heard the shout from the dormitory teacher outside, he went to turn off the headlights and prepared to go to bed, and cleaned up the two "big mosquitoes" before going to bed.

Just lying on the bed, his consciousness was still very clear, Fu Nansheng couldn't help thinking about what his mother said just now.

In fact, Fu Nansheng doesn't remember much about his childhood, and he doesn't even remember much about Fu Beisheng. He only vaguely knows that he played well when he was a child, and he loves to be called his brother.

Fu Nansheng and Fu Beisheng, at first hearing their names, don't they look like brothers?

This has to bring up the bad taste of Fu Ma and Fu Ma.

Fu's mother's name is Yuan Ran, and Fu's mother's name is Sun Yanyu. The two have been best friends since junior high school, and they also passed the high school and university exams together.They consciously look at each other very pleasing to the eye, and I'm afraid they will have to agree with each other for the rest of their lives.

It was this fate that caused both of them to choose the right name for their baby.After Fu Nansheng was born, it was not until Fu Beisheng was born two months later that he was qualified to be named. Fu Nansheng was born in Nancheng in the south, and Fu Beisheng was born in Beicheng in the north, so it was meaningless to have this pair. Name with creativity.

This is really... a terrible name.Moreover, calling Fu Nansheng is obviously more miserable, "Nansheng" means "boy", who doesn't know that he is a boy.Because of this name, Fu Nansheng was often teased by others since he was a child.

If you think about it, your relatives will ask you: "Is this a student from the South (male)?"

You answer: "Well, I am a student from the South (male)"

So what the hell are you asking!

Fu Nansheng has always been calm enough, but on this matter, I'm sorry he can only "hehe".

Thinking about all this mess, he felt drowsy. After all, he was quite tired in the second year of high school, so he lost consciousness in just a moment.

"Let's talk about tomorrow's matter tomorrow." These were his last thoughts.

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