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Jiang Cheng squatted on the floor of his room to assemble a small bookshelf. He was sweating so much that he still hadn't finished it yet.

This is probably the most valuable thing he has bought since he gave Ma Yun's father money for so long.

A small bookshelf of more than 500 is dead heavy, and the feel of each piece can show their distinctive grades. There are too many key pieces, plus it is a special-shaped shelf, and each piece looks different. .

Jiang Cheng spent a long time looking at the instruction manual before installing the legs and the bottom board. He also needed to install the screws. The eyes were too small to screw them in. He had to hammer them in first...

"Did you buy this thing online?" Li Baoguo pushed open the door and shouted loudly.

Ever since Jiang Cheng was young, when the bedroom door was closed, no one would directly push the door in. Li Baoguo's voice made his heart jump out of his mouth and stick to the wall.

The hammer in his hand hit the left thumb with a "bang".

He gritted his teeth, enduring the pain that exploded from his fingertips a second later.

"Is it a bookshelf?" Li Baoguo asked again.

"Yes." Jiang Cheng squeezed out a word between his teeth.

"How much is it?" Li Baoguo walked in, bent down and looked at the boards on the ground, "You still have to assemble it yourself?"

"Yes," Jiang Cheng took a breath, and finally recovered a bit. He looked at Li Baoguo, "Can you knock on the door first when you come in next time?"

"Knock on the door?" Li Baoguo was stunned for a moment, then laughed, as if he had said something special, he laughed for a long time before he patted him on the shoulder, "Knock what door! My son's house, I Knock on the door to enter my son's house? I shot all of you!"

"What... what?" Jiang Cheng was a little shocked.

"Just kidding!" Li Baoguo continued to laugh, pointing at him, "Stupid boy, does this scare you?"

"No." Jiang Cheng stared at the board on the ground, let alone continue assembling, he didn't even want to lift his eyelids now.

"Let me tell you, our family doesn't have so many rules. Our family is rough and we can't act like a rich man," Li Baoguo said. If you study well, children who study well will not be able to do these things, they will grow their brains."

Jiang Cheng heard that his words were not logical, so he could only keep silent, trying to repel Li Baoguo with silence, and let him say enough to get out.

But Li Baoguo did not admit defeat, he squatted beside Jiang Cheng: "Let me see."

Jiang Cheng didn't move, he directly picked up the board and looked at it, and then at the finished product picture in the manual: "Okay, just stay by your side, I'll make it."

"Huh?" Jiang Cheng turned his head and looked at him.

"This is simple." Li Baoguo picked out a pile of boards, took out two pieces, and took a twisted wooden square, and began to install, "I tell you, you are wasting money. I can make this thing for you in two hours by picking up a few boards at the construction site."

Jiang Cheng watched his skillful movements without making a sound. At this moment, Li Baoguo was much more pleasing to the eye than his usual staring eyes at the poker table.

It didn't take half an hour for Li Baoguo to assemble the bookshelf without even reading the assembly instructions.

"Okay." He clapped his hands and looked at the bookshelf. "This thing is too ugly. How much did you pay for such a thing?"

"...Three hundred." Jiang Cheng originally wanted to say four hundred, but after hesitating for a while, he reduced it further.

"Three hundred?" Li Baoguo roared in surprise, "Three hundred for just such a wooden frame? You prodigal son!"

Jiang Cheng didn't say anything, he didn't know if Li Bao would still yell like this when he said two hundred or one hundred.

This bookshelf is indeed not cheap, but first, the quality is good, and second, he likes the shape very much. In this room that did not belong to him before, and will not find a sense of belonging in the future, he needs some "own things", so that he can will feel at ease.

But Li Baoguo couldn't understand these, and he couldn't make Li Baoguo understand.

"My son is really a rich man," Li Baoguo sighed, "As a father, I still need to pay on credit when I buy some things."

"What are you using on credit again?" Jiang Cheng was stunned.

"Didn't I buy a bag of fish balls that day, the one you said was delicious," Li Baoguo said, "and that bottle... Hey, that kid has sharp eyes, otherwise I don't have to pay for the wine... But I also took other credits before, so it’s not short of this money.”

Jiang Cheng stared at him, feeling like his eyeballs were about to fall out, and he always wanted to catch him with his hands.

"How about..." Li Baoguo looked at him with a perplexed expression, "Son, do you have... money?"

Jiang Cheng really wanted to say no, but it is undeniable that during the half hour Li Baoguo was busy installing bookshelves for him, he was a little dazed, and even faintly moved.

Although now he feels that the purpose of Li Baoguo helping him install this bookshelf is to let him pay back the money...he still nodded: "Yes."

"My son is reliable!" Li Baoguo patted him on the arm.

"Which company did you get the credit from?" Jiang Cheng asked, "How much is it in total? I'll pay it back now."

"It's just a small supermarket on the side street...you should know him, Gu Fei," Li Baoguo said, "it's Da Fei's family..."

"What did you say? Gu Fei?" Jiang Cheng interrupted him before he finished speaking, his voice was almost broken.

"Yeah, he seems to know you too," Li Baoguo said, "You can just say that I let you go... Hey, he's also from No. [-] Middle School, you should know, right?"

Jiang Cheng didn't speak, and took his coat and went out amidst the shock, confusion, and unspeakable embarrassment.

It's so fucking... embarrassing!

My dear father!On credit at the store at the same table who just had a fight with me not long ago!

In fact, credit is not a big deal, after all, Li Baoguo's life is like this, but according to what he said, he is stealing things while paying back on credit!

And it was discovered by Gu Fei!

fuck!

fuck me!

I chain fuck...

Why do you want to give money?

Just give Li Baoguo the money and let him go and give it to him?

Yes, why did you have to throw this person in person? Jiang Cheng turned around and walked back.

As soon as he reached the entrance of the corridor, he heard Li Baoguo's voice, as if he was talking to the neighbor upstairs: "My youngest son is doing well! As soon as I heard that I still have an outstanding bill at the supermarket, I immediately went to give the money!"

"Yo," said the neighbor's aunt, "then you are blessed, you have picked up such a son for nothing."

"Why is it called Bai Jian! It's also my seed!" Li Baoguo said in a loud voice happily, "This kid is stronger than Li Hui, and he is not willing to let me take this trip!"

"Look at your smiling face," the aunt said, "you can live a better life, drink like that all day long, then this son will ignore you!"

"Bah! You are the least able to speak in this building, and if you speak well, you can die on the spot!" Li Baoguo said.

"Then why don't you show off to me, if you don't show off, you can die on the spot!" The aunt shouted.

Jiang Cheng didn't listen to the rest of the words. He knew how the neighbors who had been arguing all day long got into a quarrel. As long as this fight continued, the fight would only happen every minute.

He leaned against the wall outside the corridor a little depressed, and annoyed he took off his hat and scratched his hair.

After 5 minutes of ideological struggle, he still gritted his teeth and walked over to the street of Gu's house. The main reason was that it was too cold, and his face froze after the struggle.

In fact, it's not a big deal, he's just going to give some money, not on credit, let alone stealing things...

If he is happy, he can add interest!

Passing through the forked road, the intersection was almost directly facing the door of Gu Fei's shop. He saw Gu Fei standing at the door at a glance, with a cigarette in his mouth and his head down playing with his mobile phone.

Probably because he had never done such a shameful thing before, Jiang Cheng's previous aura of "adding interest when he's happy" disappeared the moment he saw Gu Fei, as if fleeing from disaster.

When Gu Fei looked up and saw him again, he felt like he was walking smoothly.

It's so fucking embarrassing, how could Li Baoguo live so hopelessly...

Gu Fei looked at him expressionlessly, until he crossed the street and walked towards Gu Fei, then Gu Fei took down the cigarette from his mouth and asked, "Are you here to buy pot again?"

"...Go in and talk." Jiang Cheng saw the clerk from the small pharmacy next to him come out.

Gu Fei turned around and entered the shop, and he followed behind.

"Huh?" Gu Fei looked back at him.

"Did Li Baoguo pay you on credit?" He asked.

"Well," Gu Fei nodded, leaning against the cash register, "But it's not much, I don't have any expensive things here."

"How much," Jiang Cheng took out his wallet, "I'll give it to you."

Gu Fei glanced at him, turned back and choked out the cigarette in the ashtray, opened the drawer, took out a notebook, flipped through it and asked, "Is it your own money?"

"Otherwise," Jiang Cheng said, "If he has money, he doesn't need credit."

"If he doesn't gamble, he doesn't need credit." Gu Fei handed him the notebook, "260, just check."

"No need to be wrong." Jiang Cheng didn't take the notebook, and directly took out 300 yuan and gave it to Gu Fei.

He didn't want to see Li Baoguo's life...no, and his poker friends, how could someone live such a life forever.

"He pays on credit every month." Gu Fei found some money for him, and looked at him with his hands on the table, "Will you also pay for him next month?"

Jiang Cheng looked at him, and irritatedly stuffed the money back into his wallet: "It's none of your business."

"I mean let him pay it back," Gu Fei said, "he can almost pay it back."

Jiang Cheng glanced at him, can he pay back?But Li Baoguo's previous words meant that he was not up yet.

"But if someone pays it back for him, of course he doesn't have to worry about it," Gu Fei sat down on the chair, "Don't you see it?"

"...No, I don't have good eyesight," Jiang Cheng sighed, "I don't wear glasses to pretend."

"My short-sighted glasses." Gu Fei glanced at him.

"Play with love and eliminate those with short-sightedness," Jiang Cheng said.

"No," Gu Fei smiled, "Where did you stay before, the people there have a pretty good temper, right?"

Jiang Cheng looked at him and said nothing.

"As far as your nature is concerned, if you weren't my deskmate, no, if Ermiao hadn't taken the wrong medicine, you would be particularly pleasing to the eye." Gu Fei pointed at him, "I smoked so much that Grandpa Xiao Ming didn't even know who you are." gone."

"It's up to you?" Jiang Cheng sneered, "Why are you slapping me, pinching the palm of your hand?"

"That's right, I'm not as good as you." Gu Fei pushed up his sleeves and showed him his wrist.

Jiang Cheng took a look and saw a faint red mark.

"Damn it," he was a little surprised, "it hasn't gone away after biting it for so many days?"

"You have pretty good teeth. I want to know that you can gnaw off the zipper ends. I'm definitely on guard," Gu Fei said. "You bit me a bunch of bloody eyes, and the scars just fell off."

Jiang Cheng didn't say anything, he really didn't expect that he could bite Gu Fei like this that day.

But if Gu Fei doesn't pinch his wound...

He suddenly felt like laughing, that he had such a stupid fight with Gu Fei.

He held back a smile and glanced at Gu Fei. Gu Fei's expression was clearly holding back, and the corners of his mouth turned up.

"Fuck," he said.

Then they laughed wildly at the same time as Gu Fei.

Smirking is an infectious disease, the more you don't want to laugh, the more you laugh, and you can't stop.

In the past, Pan Zhi was scolded by the teacher in charge. According to him, he was terrified inside, but he couldn't stop laughing. When he was kicked out of the corridor, he always looked up to the sky and went out with a long smile, which was very chic.

Jiang Cheng didn't want to laugh right now, he wasn't in a very good mood, he was still depressed, and he didn't want to laugh with Gu Fei either.

But can't stop.

Gu Fei leaned on the chair, he leaned on the shelf, and laughed for almost a minute. Finally, he laughed so angry that he got up from his feet, and he lifted the curtain and went out.

"Fuck!" He finally stopped laughing against the wind and cursed.

After scolding, he didn't go back to the store, put his hands in his pockets, and walked towards the street.

It's quite depressing, such a smirk can only last for a short while, and once the laughter stops, he returns to reality.

He suddenly panicked, will he get sick if he continues like this?

What Zhou Jing said about the spring basketball game before, the information is accurate.

Old Xu called Jiang Cheng to his office, and the moment he saw the basketball on Old Xu's desk, he knew why Old Xu wanted him.

"I can't play basketball," he said.

"You child," Old Xu brought a stool over, "Sit down, let's chat."

Jiang Cheng sat down. To be honest, he wanted to play, but he just wanted to find a few people to play with, and he didn't want to be so formally put on his shoulders by Lao Xu.

"You used to be a school basketball player, right?" Old Xu asked.

"Let's not ask such false questions, Mr. Xu," Jiang Cheng sighed, "I feel like you have thoroughly studied my ancestors for eight generations."

"It's not easy for an all-round student to come here. I definitely need to study more." Old Xu laughed. "When I actually asked you to come, I guessed that you would refuse, but I still want to try."

"Oh." Jiang Cheng responded.

"Our school has a basketball game every year, more than once. The principal loves to play basketball," said Old Xu. "Anyway, I have been leading our class. No matter what kind of game it is, I have never won a game..."

Jiang Cheng felt a little surprised. He had watched Gu Fei play, and even if no one in the class could cooperate with him, it wouldn't mean that he couldn't win every game.

"Didn't Gu Fei play pretty well?" He couldn't help but say something.

"That kid," Old Xu sighed, "it's very unreliable. He hasn't participated in the activities of the class. It's good that he didn't go to other people's classes to help fight."

"Then what are you looking for me for? I might not be able to win a match by myself," Jiang Cheng said.

"You should be the captain," Old Xu said, "I think you have the ability..."

"Where did you get that feeling?" Jiang Cheng was a little helpless.

"From your heart." Old Xu said.

"Ouch." Jiang Cheng couldn't help touching his heart.

"If you agree," Old Xu smiled, "I'll talk to Gu Fei, you two, plus Wang Xu, Guo Xu, Lu Xiaobin... At least five people can be gathered, and then find time to train every day, I feel like there's a play."

Jiang Cheng didn't say anything, he didn't know who Guo Xu and Lu Xiaobin were.

But Lao Xu kept discussing with him in a very sincere tone, and Jiang Cheng couldn't find a reason to say anything else for a while.

"Mr. Xu, I just have one request," he said, "I'm definitely not the captain. My heart may have misunderstood you. Change someone. Anyway, I will fight along."

With Jiang Cheng's promise, Lao Xu felt as if he had been beaten to death, and immediately came to Gu Fei for the self-study class.

"Gu Fei, come to my office." Old Xu knocked on his desk.

"I'm neither late nor absent from class." Gu Fei said, pressing his forehead against the edge of the table to play with the mentally handicapped.

"Not this." Old Xu knocked on the table again.

"I don't play basketball." Gu Fei said.

"It's not about this either," Old Xu said, "Come on."

Old Xu turned around and left the classroom. Gu Fei insisted on finishing the game, then stood up reluctantly, and walked out of the classroom slowly.

"Hey Jiang Cheng, Jiang..." Zhou Jing yelled twice as if remembering something, and didn't continue to yell, "Is Lao Xu talking to you two about the competition?"

Jiang Cheng didn't make a sound.

"Hey, I can tell you can play basketball, right? You can play basketball, right?" Zhou Jing asked again.

"Has your class never won a competition?" Jiang Cheng asked.

"I haven't won before," Zhou Jing said, "It's a liberal arts class, it's normal if you can't win."

Jiang Cheng glanced at him: "Fart."

Gu Fei returned to the classroom 10 minutes later, sat down and took out his mobile phone to continue playing games.

Jiang Cheng originally thought that he would say something, but in the end he didn't say anything, probably Lao Xu had failed.

He glanced at Wang Xu, if there was no Gu Fei, asking him to play with a fool like Wang Xu... It would be boring to think about it.

"I didn't expect such a pure old uncle like Xu to deceive people." Gu Fei whispered next to him.

"Huh?" Jiang Cheng turned his head, "What did you lie to you?"

"He said it wasn't about playing ball," Gu Fei said while playing, "He said you were playing, right?"

"...Well," Jiang Cheng responded, "He said it quite pitifully."

"You see, everyone is pitiful." Gu Fei said.

"Well, I think you are quite pitiful." Jiang Cheng gave him a sideways look.

"Do you have pity on me playing Love Match?" Gu Fei asked.

"It's a pity that you played Love Elimination for four days and couldn't pass one level." Jiang Cheng said.

Gu Fei put down his phone, turned to look at him: "I realize that you really owe me a lot."

Jiang Cheng smirked at him with a fake smile on his face: "You can shut up if you can't say it, since bickering is meaningless anyway."

"What position did you play?" Gu Fei lowered his head and continued playing the game.

"Defender." Jiang Cheng replied reflexively.

"Then try it," Gu Fei said, "I didn't tell Old Xu to die."

"No." Jiang Cheng felt a little baffled, "Isn't it just a game of golf, and I didn't ask you to die, so why bother?"

"Annoying," Gu Fei said, "Just think about it, you have to play like that on Nine Days."

"What's wrong with him playing?" Jiang Cheng glanced at classmate Wang Jiuri, who was resting with his arms folded and his eyes closed.

"There are people like this in every class...fuck!" Gu Fei threw his phone into the table bucket, probably not passing the test again, "It's fine on the field, but who knows when it's off, I'm bothered by this."

"Then are you going to fight or not?" Jiang Cheng asked, "I'm also annoyed, so try a goose egg, if you want to fight, if you don't fight, pull J8 down."

"Okay," Gu Fei said, "If you hit me, hit me."