As a skilled bamboo horse, gradually change to attack

Jiang Linan's bed looked empty. There was a book on the head of the bed that looked like it had been turned over many times. There was an ipod stacked on top of it, and a clean earphone cable was attached to it. There was a schoolbag hanging at the end of the bed. See the rolls exposed inside.

Young master Jiang, who had just arrived but no longer regarded himself as a guest, pushed the door open again. For several days in a row, the door of his dormitory never opened, and he always entered from 206 to 205.

"Huh? Where's the person?" Jiang Zhou asked Jiang Lin'an's empty bed.

They usually go together, but this time they were dragged by Lao Dai to talk about things, so they came back a bit late.The third year of senior high school has long ended, and the life of senior high school students is to do questions, lectures, and exams to correct mistakes every day. There is a small test every Monday and a big test every month.In a few days there will be a major exam, Lao Dai saw that he didn't listen very much in class, maybe he was worried about lowering the average grade of the class, so he was specially dragged to the office to give him an earnest talk, saying that he was in the third year of high school, and he transferred from another school halfway. It's normal to have an adaptation period, but you must focus on learning blabla.

Maybe Lao Dai didn't figure out what the new boy in his class looked like, studying?Just kidding, huh.

Zuo Yang and Qiu Minglang were sitting on the table in the middle of the room, frantically copying a paper, they didn't even have time to raise their eyes, "I'm taking a shower, I'll be right back."

Jiang Zhou walked over unceremoniously, threw his schoolbag on Jiang Linan's bed, and fell down on the bed with a bang, "Are you copying homework addiction syndrome?"

There was a bit of disdain in his tone, there was quite a lot of homework tonight, and many of them had two homework left after the evening self-study, Jiang Zhou copied slowly, as if admiring Jiang Linan's words one by one, Just copying took a whole night of self-study.

"It's as if you didn't copy. If you didn't copy so slowly, would we rush now? I really don't know what's wrong with those teachers. Who can finish so many homework except Brother An, they are all crazy." Zuo Yang complained, writing quickly with the pen in his hand, as if he was going to puncture the paper with so much strength.

Jiang Zhou took off his shoes and curled up on the bed with his back against the wall. He picked up the book beside the bed and flipped through it. He found it meaningless. He looked back and forth on the bed a few times and saw that the schoolbag at the end of the bed was not pulled out. Eyebrow, said: "Can you tidy up after you found other people's things?"

The young master who messed up the whole bed just now said without blushing, took off the bag and carefully pulled it out before rest assured.

"Look at his appearance." Zuo Yang glanced at him, and whispered to Qiu Minglang, "He pretended to be obedient in front of Brother An, but when Brother An was away, his face was stinky, and he didn't have any good looks at all. "

Qiu Minglang lowered his voice, covered his mouth and said, "It's only aimed at you, it's good for everyone else."

Zuo Yang showed confused eyes, "Did I provoke him?"

Why didn't you recruit?Even if the roommates at the same table let the young master occupy the same room, they don't know that they have reached this point.

Jiang Zhou raised his eyes to look at Zuo Yang, and his unhappiness went straight to the top of his head, but in order not to trouble Jiang Linan, he still obediently endured it, and one day, he would want all the roommates at the same table.

Jiang Lin'an walked in wearing a large white T-shirt and shorts, holding a basin in his hand, and a towel around his neck, and water from his hair dripped down his cheeks into the socket of his neck.

"Brother~" Jiang Zhou yelled softly.

Zuo Yang and Qiu Minglang touched their arms at the same time, thinking of all the girls in the school who were fascinated by Jiang Zhou, how disillusioned they would be if they knew what he looked like in front of An Ge.

If Jiang Linan is the kind of abstinence type who is cold to everyone, then Jiang Zhou is the kind of little milk dog type who is very warm to most people. When a milk dog encounters abstinence, for some reason, something strange happens. The chemical reaction is deeply puzzling.

Jiang Linan put the basin in his hand on the shelf, wiped his drenched neck with a towel, and said, "Why are you here again?"

Jiang Zhou lay on the bed, raised his eyebrows and said with a smile: "I will take the exam in a few days, come to my brother to help me review."

"Forget it then. I don't have the skills to take on this great task." Jiang Linan hung up the towel, picked up a bottle of water, unscrewed it, and sat down on the edge of the bed.

The Adam's apple rolled up and down, and the skin that had just taken a hot bath was reddish, and the heat steamed out the body fragrance on his body, like a bamboo forest just after it rained, and the fragrance of bamboo was exuding all over his body.

On the pillow, on the sheets and quilts, there is a trace of this smell. You can't smell it from a distance, but you have to get closer. The smell is best in the neck, with a little moisture, and there is a faint smell on the thin collarbone. Water marks.

Jiang Linan curled up his fingers and tapped his forehead heavily, "Sit aside."

Reluctantly, Jiang Zhou's nose left the clear scent of his body, rubbed his forehead that hurt from being knocked, and moved to the side. She hugged his waist, leaned on him softly, and shouted stubbornly: "Help me review!"

Jiang Lin'an's face changed suddenly, Zuo Yang and Qiu Minglang were already familiar with this kind of thing, copying their homework as if they hadn't seen anything.

Disillusioned, disillusioned for all those who are fascinated by Jiang Zhou's beautiful skin.

"Let go!" Jiang Linan sternly said, "Can you stop acting like a child?"

Jiang Zhou raised his pretty face and said coquettishly: "If you say help me review, I will let go!"

Jiang Lin'an sighed helplessly, wanted to break his hand but couldn't use force, this hand is for playing the piano, Jin Gui, if it hurts somewhere, it would be bad.

"You can just stay here if you want, don't talk about reviewing with me, will you review?"

Reviewing and so on are all pretense, he just wants to stay here and not leave, Jiang Lin'an is very clear about his little thoughts, but he just feels messed up in his heart.The young master is too clingy, maybe it's because of the two years of clinginess that he has spent in one place. If he really treats him as his younger brother, Jiang Lin'an thinks it doesn't matter at all, but unfortunately, his own thoughts are not the same. So clean.

The relationship between friends and lovers is the most puzzling. He sometimes wondered if the young master would like him too, but he quickly dismissed the idea.

If you really like it, it won't be so obvious, it is often hidden in your heart, it is precisely because you don't feel anything about yourself that you can be so calm as a pendant on yourself.

Jiang Zhou let go of his hands contentedly, and the whole person nestled on Jiang Linan's bed, kicking his feet wildly, making a mess of the clean bed, "I found a piano shop, and the owner is not bad."

"He Yue?" Jiang Lin'an asked. There was only that piano shop near the school. The boss looked to be in his thirties, with curly long hair, and he exuded the air of an artist from head to toe.It is very impressive, and you can remember it once you pass by it. It fits the fantasy of the uncle in the girl's heart, so the business is not bad.

"Yeah! I have time to practice the piano, not hand skills." Jiang Zhou lay on the bed and rubbed his fingers, "I heard that our school has a New Year's concert, and we have to go to the concert hall on New Year's Day Acting, isn't it?"

"Yes, are you going?" There are many art students in this school, and there will be a New Year's concert every year.

"Of course I have to go." Jiang Zhou looked at his well-maintained hands, "Let those people see what a professional pianist is."

Jiang Lin'an inadvertently smiled, "How about returning home? Will this put money on my face?"

"One day it will be!" When it comes to playing the piano, Jiang Zhou often looks like this, "In the future, the best place in my recital will definitely be reserved for my brother."

Jiang Lin'an seemed to be choked, unable to speak, he hummed lightly, not knowing where to put his hands, he could only grab the mineral water bottle, making some crackling noises.

"Jiang Zhou! Jiang Zhou, get out!" There was a burst of shouting and banging at the door, but it was the door next door.The voice was loud, and it could be heard that the person outside was very angry. This posture wanted everyone on the floor to come out to watch the excitement.

"What's the matter? Crazy man, is that person trying to recruit Mrs. Sun?" Zuo Yang kicked the chair away and stood up. Of course, the most feared thing in the dormitory is the auntie who lives in the dormitory. Come out.When the dorm manager came, he either asked the troublemaker to clean the bathroom or ran around the playground ten times and eight times in the middle of the night.

After all, as long as you are tired, how can you still have the energy to do things?

"Zuo Yang, wait a minute." Jiang Lin'an stopped him, and asked the young master who didn't have a trace of emotion on his face, "What's wrong with you?"

Jiang Zhou spread his hands and said with an innocent face: "I didn't mess with anything, okay, just study hard, be honest, be an honest person, work hard, and be a three-good student, okay?"

This may be his own belief.

Jiang Linan pursed his lips slightly, thinking that maybe the young master didn't even know when he was recruited, so he shouldn't have asked.He stood up, ready to go out to meet the person who was looking for trouble in the middle of the night.

"Hey, brother, wait for me." Jiang Zhou hurriedly sat up from the bed, put his feet into his shoes, and stumbled to follow.

As soon as the door was opened, the discussion in the corridor came in, Zuo Yang and Qiu Minglang didn't even copy their homework, and followed to watch the excitement.

There were quite a few people standing in the corridor, watching Jiang Linan come out, they all shut up.

"Jiang Zhou! Get the fuck out of here!" Still shouting.

Jiang Linan leaned on the door frame, put his hands in his pockets, looked at the man indifferently, and said nothing.

The person who came to look for trouble was from the ordinary class downstairs, Jiang Lin'an had seen him before, and often quarreled with Zuo Yang over the basketball court, but he couldn't remember the name.

Zuo Yang stretched out his head to look, and said, "Tsk, it's him. Fatty Li! Why are you crazy?"

The big brother named Fatty but not actually fat looked over fiercely. When he saw Jiang Linan, he sniffled and said, "Brother An, I'm sorry, I didn't know you lived here. I'm here to find someone Jiang Zhou, does he live in this house?" He pointed to the door of 205.

The young master stretched out his hand and waved it without hesitation, "Hey, I'm here!"

The fat man tilted his mouth and walked over in big strides.

"Xiaozhou, you go in." Jiang Linan straightened up, protecting Jiang Zhou behind him.

The fat man pointed at Jiang Zhou, and cursed viciously: "Are you fucking talking to my wife!" The voice sounded heartbreaking, and echoed throughout the floor. They all made the sound of eating melons.

"Ouch--"

"?" Jiang Linan felt that there might be something wrong with his ears.