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Just now, Lao Zhang sent a text message to ask Gu Erli to go back to school. He was very urgent and used a row of exclamation points.

He didn't know what happened that night, he was sweating all over, and his body was terribly sticky.When I first stood up, my head was still dizzy, and I felt something was wrong.

Closing his eyes and pressing his temples, Gu Erli frowned and said, "Did you kick my head last night? It's painful for me to wake up my brain."

"If you were kicked by me, would you still be able to get up from the bed?" Fu Lang said, "My kick kicked down, not to mention the pain in the brain, your little head is probably going to be a dick."

"Uncle Fu, you are mighty and majestic." Gu Erli frowned and rubbed his forehead twice.

"You had a fever last night." Fu Lang didn't tell him that he put him to bed by himself, and he didn't even want to recall what happened last night.

"Fuck, it's impossible." Gu Erli glanced at the phone and said, "I don't care. Lao Zhang is urging me, go back first."

Fu Lang sat on the chair and said without looking back: "Remember to bring me porridge at noon. If you want it thicker, you'd better add some shredded chicken. Chop the shallots. Also, keep the constant temperature at 55 degrees."

Gu Erli looked back at him, and the man was sitting with his long legs crossed like an old man, so he couldn't help saying: "Why didn't I realize that you are so trivial."

Fu Lang raised his eyebrows with displeasure on his face: "Go quickly."

Yes, you are a patient, I let you.

Gu Erli was about to close the door and go out when he heard Fu Lang say behind his back: "I have antipyretics in the drawer, go back and take a pill."

Gu Erli turned his head from the crack of the door, looked at him in surprise, and nodded: "Yeah. You still care about me, I'm flattered."

He was so naive that Fu Lang just wanted to kick him over, and gave him a hard look: "Get out, I just don't want to be infected."

I took a taxi back to school, but I didn't know if it was because of fever or motion sickness, and I didn't stand firm when I got off the bus.

One foot was soft and almost fell down.

"Fuck." Gu Erli shook his head and went to the dormitory. It seemed that even Gu Erli, a strong bodybuilder, needed to drink medicine when he was sick.

In the dormitory, Fu Lang's desk has two drawers.

I don't know which one he was talking about.

So Gu Erli opened the one on the left first, and when he opened it, a neat stack of underwear appeared in front of him.

All of them are Schiesser's sports series, all in dull gray and no other colors.

Gu Erli suppressed his smile and sent him a message: "I want to ask you a question."

"put."

"It's about how you usually wash your underwear, how can you tell if it's worn or not."

"Gu Erli, close it quietly for me, and we'll be fine."

"There is no sense of humor at all." Gu Erli imagined his dark face, clicked his tongue lightly, and then closed the drawer.

There is another drawer with some sundries in it.

In addition to antipyretics, there are also a few lollipops and two or three bags of popping candies.

"I'll try the candies in your drawer." Gu Erli straightened the torn candy wrappers, took a photo and sent it to him.

"This candy is for dubbing." The general kissing sound of smacking lips and slobbering sounds are all made with candy in the mouth.

"A little more, I don't understand." Gu Erli unwrapped the popping candy, and took the medicine along with it, and took it with water.

Mouth explosion.What a red chicken.

He raised his neck and took another sip of water, then went to take a shower, and then he went downstairs slowly, ready to go to Lao Zhang's office for an appointment.

He visited Lao Zhang's office more than anyone else back then.

All the way to find the place, he was just about to knock on the door and go in when he heard someone talking inside.

"Hey, I heard that Fu Yingliang was double-regulated for violating discipline? It was his son who reported it. I remember his son is in your class, isn't he, Lao Zhang. He's a handsome guy, what's his name?"

"Fu Lang." Lao Zhang's voice sounded, his teeth whistling, so he pronounced the word "Fu" very emphatically.

"He's killing relatives righteously, is it enough for young people nowadays to have such a high level of ideological consciousness?"

"That's not right, you don't care whose student it is." Old Zhang paused and said, "Fu Lang has never had a good relationship with his father. This is not a recent one. His mother called me to ask how Fu Lang was at school. In the same way, he said that he would not go home for several months. His family members could not contact him."

"Tsk, Ganqing is having a conflict."

"This kid is stubborn."

Fu Lang's father is a mayor?Was also double-regulated?And he was the one who reported it?

It wasn't long before I knew Fu Lang, and Gu Erli had this person in his mind.There is always a sense of alienation, and a dangerous atmosphere exudes from all over his body.

He does not allow others to approach his world easily, nor does he express his emotions too much.

Ordinary people may look at Fu Lang and think he is very cool, but look at everyone with big eyes.

But Gu Erli felt that he was very lonely.

It's not that he's lonely because he doesn't have companions, but he shuts everyone out of his world.The loneliness that rejects everyone.

It's like when children in kindergarten compare their heights, the shortest one always raises his head high, not because he is confident.Rather, it was because of his low self-esteem.

So, Fu Lang, who looks so cool, is actually very fragile, right?

Just like yesterday, when he stretched out his hand to Fu Lang, the first reaction he got was not being held, but a cold "scroll".

Because Fu Lang is used to rejecting everyone and not allowing anyone to approach his world.

What kind of family environment did such a person grow up in?

He couldn't help being a little curious.

Thinking about it, Shen'er had been walking by the door for more than a minute, until his mobile phone rang, and then he came back to his senses, and knocked on the door of Lao Zhang's office twice.

"Come in."

Gu Erli pushed open the door and sat down on the sofa in front of him: "Tell me, what's the matter?"

It was like urging him to his death, a series of text messages bombarded him, and he wanted to know what the big deal was, and it was worth Lao Zhang summoning him so urgently.

"Mr. Gu." Lao Zhang smiled and pulled the chair closer to him.

Gu Erli immediately stood up, stretched out his hands and said, "No, you'd better keep a distance of one meter away from me."

I can't stand your watering can.

Lao Zhang glared at him with a smile, and told Gu Erli intuitively that when Lao Zhang smiled so coquettishly, there must be nothing good.

"Is your relationship with Fu Lang good?" Lao Zhang asked.

"Do you think it will get better?" Gu Erli said, "Forget that when we met, we were beaten up, and the injury under my eyes is still not healed."

"But I heard from Lin Zeyong that it was you who sent Fu Lang to the hospital when he got sick."

"One size fits all, I caused his illness. So I have to be responsible, right? But we are really at odds." Having eaten someone else's candy just now, Gu Erli doesn't seem very confident when he says this .

"That's it." Lao Zhang lowered his head and thought for a while, "There is a competition organized in the city, and each class must hand in one entry as a candidate. I want you to partner with Fu Lang and Lin Zeyong. Do you think it's okay? "

"That's for sure..." Gu Erli glanced at him and said, "No."

"Make a documentary, three to 10 minutes." Lao Zhang said, "The next class has signed up several people, but our class has none."

"Fu Lang and Lin Zeyong are a couple, how dare I step in." Gu Erli waved his hand.

"Well, I know, college is no better than high school. In high school, they were raised in captivity, with a group of people with one mind. As for college, they are wild-raised, and play together in small groups. You guys, the bigger you are, the less sense of collective honor you have."

Lao Zhang started his speech again, and Barabara said a lot of words that started with "you young people".

Gu Erli was really tired from hearing this, and impatiently picked out his ears and said, "Are you thirsty, old man?"

Lao Zhang also brought Gu Erli before, and he knew that he was a stubborn ass, and he knew that no one could persuade him if he didn't want to do anything, so he sighed and said, "Think again, this competition is nationwide. Just keep exercising."

Gu Erli stood up and said, "Let's talk about it."

He is not very interested in being famous or anything, and he doesn't find it interesting.

In the past, Lu Yaobei always dragged him to participate in big and small competitions, but he rejected them one by one.

After returning to the dormitory, Gu Erli remembered that he had to go to Lin Zeyong's house.

He had to cook porridge for Fu Lang.

So he took out his mobile phone and sent Lin Zeyong a text message, but no one came back for a long time.

Lin Zeyong is busy with his voice, so he doesn't have time to look at his phone.

I just started the live broadcast for a while, because it was Monday and it was still early in the morning, so hundreds of people came in sparsely.

With an idea, he moved again and again, and when he couldn't move again, he hugged Fu Lang in.

Whoops, this is terrible, as soon as people saw Fu Lang's ID pineapple cake served, thousands of people came in instantly.

The gentleman is mediocre: "Is Susu there, say something."

Pineapple Cake: "Not here."

A gentleman is mediocre: "(╯‵ ′)╯︵┴─┴ pointing at you to make me popular, hurry up and sing a song."

A white: "Gentleman! I'm here to find you~"

Pineapple Cake: "..."

A white: "Ah, my male god is also here~"

A gentleman is mediocre: "When you see Su, your tone becomes so turbulent. You little slut."

A white: "It's been a long time since I saw you. I'm in the countryside recently, and the network signal is not good."

A gentleman is mediocre: "Countryside? Is it because of work?"

A white: "No, go do research. Ah, I'm exhausted."

A gentleman is mediocre: "Pay attention to rest, the body is the most important thing. If the body is not healthy, how can you take good care of the king?"

Pineapple Cake: "Fuck, come again?"

A white: "What the prince said is that I want to take care of myself. I will serve you well."

A gentleman is mediocre: "I heard from the servants in the mansion that you have been getting very close to that little eunuch named Pineapple Cake recently?"

One white: "Ah, my lord, this is absolutely slander. That little eunuch doesn't even have a third leg, how could he have an affair with me?"

Pineapple Cake: "You two are in love, why did you hurt me?"

Gongping: "I feel sorry for Susu for three seconds", "Why do you hurt me when you are in love 233333", "Hold me and dance with Su Pianpian", "I want to ask Su God for the psychological shadow area."

A gentleman is mediocre: "Oh, really."

One White: "Hey, my voice has gotten a lot rougher recently, and it's not as lewd as it used to be. My skill has dropped a lot——"

A gentleman is mediocre: "Your voice has always been cute."

A White: "I also like Junzi's voice very much."

Pineapple Cake: "A textbook-like mutual powder."

A white: "Hey, why don't we play the game where the farmer Gong and the old scalper suffer."

The gentleman is mediocre: "The old scalper suffers...so, am I not even human this time..."

A white: "If you don't want to, forget it."

Gongping: "Yo yo yo, I'm so arrogant for nothing" "o(^｀)o proud face" "I'm angry, gentleman, hurry up and coax him

. "" Are you angry? "The tone is wrong, Xiao Baibai." "

The gentleman is mediocre: "What's wrong with Aojiao, I just like Xiaobai Aojiao. Aojiao is so cute, I'm used to him. Come on, come on, isn't it just a scalper, let's come."

Pineapple Cake: "I'm going..."

Fu Lang is going to give the voice on Thursday, and he hasn't recorded a word yet.

After reading the book, he left it there. From his memory, he remembered that there were three paragraphs. When he turned to the right place, Fu Lang coughed.

So let's start with what he's good at.