dissatisfied [campus]

"Philosophically, Wang Fuzhi maintains that matter is primary, and that everything in the universe is made up of material 'Qi', and that principles reside in Qi..."

Xu Ji looked at the history book in front of him, his eyebrows were twisted into a word 'Chuan'.

It's all... what and what...

He flipped the book upside down on the table irritably, stretched out his hand to support the edge of the table and leaned back heavily.

"boom--"

The back of the chair bumped against the edge of the table, and the slight impact attracted the attention of the three people around Xu Ji.

Jiang Yu, who was doing the paper, put away his pen and propped his head up as if watching a play.

Du Hong and Xiang Wenliang in the back row were stunned by the pen tip, and looked up cautiously at the back of the boss exuding hostility.

Xu Ji looked at the calm Jiang Yu, and then glanced at the two people behind him from the corner of his eye.

He coughed lightly as if nothing had happened, moved the stool forward, then turned his head and said to the back: "I'm sorry."

Du Hong and Xiang Wenliang looked at each other: (⊙⊙)

Boss apologized to us?

"That, classmate Xu Ji." Du Hong cautiously poked Xu Ji's back with his fingertips, "Are you feeling a little irritable...won't you learn it?"

Xu Ji didn't expect Du Hong to talk to him. He didn't realize it for a while, and subconsciously denied, "Huh? No...no."

"Brother Ji." Xiang Wenhao on the side reminded him kindly, "You have knocked on the edge of the desk fifteen times in this self-study class, and...you have read that page of the history book for more than half an hour... ..”

Xu Ji: "..."

Have I been studying this long?

Du Hong and Xiang Wenliang's self-study class was like a roller coaster ride. They watched the big guy who used to only sleep read a history book for a long time, frowning and holding his forehead for a while, for fear that he would run away in a second.

"Student Xu Ji," Du Hong took out a small green glass bottle from his desk pocket, and handed it to Xu Ji as if offering a treasure, "You can try this."

Xu Ji raised his eyebrows: "What is this?"

"Fengyoujing." Du Hong made a show gesture, "The best choice for refreshing and refreshing."

As he spoke, Du Hong took out a bunch of bottles and jars from his desk pocket: "I still have rose essential oil, peppermint essential oil, and lemon essential oil..."

After finally introducing it, Du Hong added: "The original price is 99.9, if Xu Ji wants to try it, I will give you a 9.99% discount, [-] friendship price."

Seeing Du Hong's sincere expression, Xu Ji's expression was complicated.

Sure enough, my brain circuits are naturally different from those of good students?

Xiang Wenliang on the side was also very cooperative: "Yes, brother Ji, Du Ye's essential oils are very useful!"

Du Hong, known as "Du Ye" by people in the Jianghu, is a legendary man who has persistently repeated his studies for four years. His main job is studying, and his side job is selling health care products.

I heard that his family was very difficult. His father died early, and only his mother and grandmother were left to support him in his studies. However, he was a player who was nervous when he came to the exam. In addition to his lack of strength, he failed to enter a key university after four years of exams. .

Xu Ji declined Du Hong's kindness politely, and turned to look at Jiang Yu who was trying to hold back his smile beside him.

Seeing Xu Ji looking at him, Jiang Yu immediately returned to a serious state, and even educated him seriously: "Student Xu Ji, your endurance is so poor, can you still do it?"

"Can I do it..." Xu Ji squinted at him, with a leisurely tone, "Do you want to prove it to you?"

The head exploded with a 'boom', and the roots of Jiang Yu's ears turned red.

I fucking [email protected]! #! @Y!&*^#! …

Isn't it normal for boys to joke about hs among themselves?

calm down......

At noon, Jiang Yu went to eat with Xu Ji and his group as usual, but the brothers who were lively and lively on weekdays became extraordinarily silent.

"Brother Yi," someone muttered in a low voice, "Do you have to go to dinner with Brother Ji? Is it okay if I don't have diarrhea today?"

"That's right." Someone beside him echoed, "Don't eat spicy food, don't eat onions, ginger, garlic, celery, coriander, and eggplant...who can resist this?"

"If the soup is clear and watery all day long, my mother will soon become a monk in the temple!"

......

More and more people complained, Shi Yi had no choice but to silence the audience: "Hush!"

He glanced at Jiang Yu and Xu Ji who were walking in front, and muttered suspiciously: "Who knows how Brother Ji's taste has changed so quickly, he obviously didn't have so many taboos before..."

At this time, Jiang Yu was still troubled by the joke in the morning, so he just didn't say a word to Xu Ji beside him.

"Hi, brother!"

There was a calling sound not far away, Jiang Yu looked up and saw Hu Jian holding a picture frame and waving at him.

When Hu Jian came over, Jiang Yu was a little surprised: "Why are you here?"

Hu Jian tapped the frame in his hand: "A painter friend lives nearby. He gave me a painting, and I came to pick it up."

Hu Jian is a designer of a game company, and usually likes to make some artistic decorations.

"I can meet you every now and then when I pass by. We are called to meet each other from thousands of miles away." As he said, Hu Jian showed Jiang Yu the painting in his hand, "Come, brother, taste this painting."

Hu Jian pretended to be confident, and was going to show off in front of Jiang Mi.

This oil painting depicts a medieval girl drinking afternoon tea by the window. She is looking at the sunset outside the window leisurely, with a pot of daisies in her hand. The whole tone is very bright, and everyone who sees it is in a good mood. overflowing.

"I don't understand these things, but this tone, this composition..." Jiang Yu sincerely admired, "This painting is not bad, brother."

Jiang Yu was a little disgusted with Hu Jian at first, but after getting in touch with Hu Jian through Xu Jing for a long time, he knew that this person was a coquettish and cheap person, and his character was quite good, so he got acquainted with him after going back and forth.

Hu Jian raised his chin at him, his eyes proud: "That's right! My friend's paintings can sell for a lot of money."

Hearing the yelling of their older brothers and younger brothers, Xu Ji sneered in his heart.

"I don't see this painting well." Xu Ji inserted into their conversation calmly, "It's even a bit of a failure."

"Yo?" Hu Jian raised his eyebrows, "What advice does this kid have?"

"Pile warm paint on top, making the whole picture dirty, without theme or tone, here—" Xu Ji stretched out his finger and pointed to the end of the little daisy, "It looks like the painting is broken and added of."

Hearing Xu Ji's words, Hu Jian was not annoyed, but admired a few words: "Not bad, there are two brushes."

This painting was given to him by Hu Jian's friend after the painting was damaged.

"What's this?" Shi Yi, who came over to join in the fun, said disdainfully, "Brother Ji used to be—ah!"

Before he finished speaking, Xu Ji kicked him.

"Stop talking nonsense." Xu Ji glanced at Jiang Yu, and said in a neutral tone, "Hurry up if you want to eat, class will start soon."

After finishing speaking, Xu Ji left after saying this.

The people behind also hurriedly followed, Jiang Yu looked at Xu Ji's back, wondering what kind of nerves this person was going through.

Attend class?

Is he still thinking about class?

After returning to the classroom after eating, Xu Ji proved by himself that he really didn't think about class.

He was just thinking about sleeping.

Jiang Yu looked at Xu Ji, who was sleeping soundly next to him, and thought that this person is really three-point hot, and the rotten wood can't be carved!

Xu Ji fell asleep in the afternoon class, and when he woke up, there was an English evening reading in the classroom.

As autumn approached, the days became shorter and shorter, and it was only after seven o'clock, and the sky outside the window was already dark.

The lights in the classroom are all off, only the slides in front of the blackboard are dimly lit.

Hearing the laughter of the students around him, Xu Ji remembered with a somewhat drowsy head——

Today seems to be the weekend.

Every weekend for evening reading, the English teacher will show everyone an English movie, which has become one of the few entertainment times for everyone.

Whenever this kind of sleep lasted till evening, Xu Ji would be enveloped by a huge sense of emptiness.

He blinked, trying to make the phantom disappear.

"boom--"

A small bottle was gently placed in front of Xu Ji's eyes, and the infinitely enlarged brown bottle made his consciousness gradually wake up.

Xu Ji slowly straightened up from the table, Jiang Yu pointed to the small bottle: "This is for you."

"what is this?"

Xu Ji's voice was lazy, with sleepiness.

"It seems to me that you have difficulty concentrating. This is for neurasthenia." Jiang Yu added, "I bought it from Master Du."

Xu Ji: "..."

God he can cure neurasthenia.

Seeing Jiang Yu's sly expression, Xu Ji sighed helplessly and accepted it.

"you--"

Just as Jiang Yu was about to speak, the slides in front of the blackboard suddenly went dark.

"Wow--!"

In the darkness, someone exclaimed: "The power is out, the power is out!"

"Go outside and have a look!"

"It's all stopped, the whole school is dark!"

......

The eyes were plunged into darkness, surrounded by endless noises.

In such an environment, someone gently tugged at the corner of Xu Ji's clothes.

"Hello." Jiang Yu whispered in his ear, "Are you afraid of the dark?"

The Lingling moonlight outside the window came in, Xu Ji lowered his head, and vaguely saw Jiang Yu's whitish fingertips.

Xu Ji felt as if he had been bewitched, and he responded softly: "Well, I'm afraid."

The author has something to say: Xu Ji: I will show you a story of talking nonsense with your eyes open.