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The leader complained that Mi Zhiqiu was the second-in-command, but the last thing he got back was a plastic flower.

Mi Zhiqiu emptied a transparent pen holder and put flowers in it, "Yes, corruption is not easy now."

The leader sighed, "It would be nice of you to bring the chair back, I need a footstep."

Mi Zhiqiu separated the pen holder, put the pen container with flowers inside, and blocked it with a book, "You can put your feet on your head."

Dahei just took off his earphones, but he didn't hear how ruthless Mi Zhiqiu was. The ignorant howled fearlessly, "Mimi, can you peel a pear for me, I'm so hungry."

I don't know how this dormitory survived before. Before Mi Zhiqiu came, there was neither a pot nor a kettle.Ever since he found out that Mi Zhiqiu had a fruit knife, Dahei was no longer willing to eat fruit with the skin on, and tried to get his affection by throwing and rolling.

It was already noon, and Dahei hadn't even gotten out of bed. It seemed that he would dry up on the bed without the nourishment of this pear.

Mi Zhiqiu showed mercy and picked up the pears from his table, "I won't wash them."

Dahei knelt down on the upper bunk, "Thank you Lord Long En."

The leader got used to this routine and made a tsk tsk sound, "Are you waiting for Xia Xinran? I think it's been a long time since you finished changing your clothes."

"Well, he said he wanted to take my elective class in the afternoon."

"What did you choose this semester?" The leader thought it was an interesting class.

"Appreciation of Chinese and foreign movies." Mi Zhiqiu peeled off a thin circle of skin clockwise, "He's going to watch a movie with me."

When he was a child, he saw a movie, which seemed to be a horror movie. The protagonist had to peel off the skin of an apple continuously to escape the fate of death, but every time he peeled half of it and then disconnected.

He doesn't remember the story very well, and he can't find the name of the film, but he always wants to peel the skin and grow it into a long one, trying to make it complete.

Just when it was cut to a precarious length, Xia Xin's voice suddenly sounded from the side, "So strong."

Mi Zhiqiu slipped his hand, and the peel snapped off in the middle, and fell into the trash can with a clatter.

He looked at Xia Xinran with brooding eyes, "I'm going to die."

Xia Xinran didn't know that he was recalling his childhood, and looked at the trash can in confusion, "Is it your finger that fell?"

Mi Zhiqiu lifted the pear, pointed to the part that hadn't been peeled off and said, "It's broken, I'm going to die."

This is really inexplicable, Xia Xin was so cute by him suddenly, he laughed out loud, "Should I apologize to it or should I apologize to you."

The big black man was hanging on the upper bunk, one step away from drying up, "You should apologize to me, I was already going to eat pears."

The leader applauded beside him, "The three of you are still acting."

After Mi Zhiqiu's unreasonable quarrel, he hooked the chair with his foot and came over to let Xia Xin sit on it, "Wait for me for 2 minutes."

Dahei always knew that Mi Zhiqiu and Xia Xinran had a good relationship, but it was the first time he saw this celebrity in the dormitory, and he poked his head to say hello, "Wow, is the courtyard grass here to pick up Mi Mi?"

In the dormitory, everyone used to follow Mi Zhiqiu and call Xia Xinran a courtyard grass.

Xia Xin was taken aback for a moment, unable to tell what he was thinking, and nodded with a smile.

Dahei thought, as expected of a courtyard grass, cold and handsome, he poked his head out even more, and wanted to say something, but Mi Zhiqiu gagged his mouth with a pear.

It's not so much a blockage as a collision.

Dahei felt that his teeth were directly inserted into the pulp, he silently held the pear, and quietly gnawed on the bed.

He secretly felt that if he said something more, the next time he would use a fruit knife to gag.

Mi Zhiqiu has always been confused about the structure of the teaching building. Several buildings are connected together intricately. If he enters the wrong entrance, it will be difficult for him to find the correct classroom. Every time he takes this elective course, he has to go around to this building. On the back of the building, only through that door can he reach his destination smoothly.

But Xia Xin suddenly failed to understand the meaning of his long detour, and saw him walking in another direction, and reminded him, "Mimi, don't you want to go in?"

This name scared him, and Mi Zhiqiu looked at him with terrified eyes, suspecting that his dormitory had evil spirits, and Xia Xin was suddenly infected by Dahei.

"I think everyone calls you that." Xia Xin suddenly explained.

Mi Zhiqiu shook his head like a rattle, "Dahei calls me that when he asks me for something."

Xia Xin suddenly recalled, "Xu Tong also called you that."

"He's disgusting to me. He'll vomit for an hour after calling it out." Mi Zhiqiu's scalp was numb, and every time Xu Tong called him that, he would reply "Tongtong" to achieve the effect of losing both sides.

He didn't believe that Xia Xin couldn't see it suddenly.

Xia Xin was about to be amused when he saw his reaction so strongly, "Your roommate calls me the courtyard grass."

This is an affirmative sentence, without the meaning of incriminating the teacher, as if wondering whether Mi Zhiqiu often mentioned himself.

"The main reason is that there is no regular competition, otherwise I should call you the school grass." Mi Zhiqiu pretended to be very sincere, and returned to the original topic, "I can't find the multimedia classroom through this door."

Xia Xin glanced suddenly, "You can follow me."

Mi Zhiqiu sighed, "That's too powerful."

"Mimi, you are a road idiot." Xia Xin suddenly smiled. Although he couldn't get around this completely unnumbered classroom when he first started school, but now he is a sophomore.

Mi Zhiqiu raised his forehead, "Don't call me that, I've had enough with Xu Tong."

"Then Dahei can call that." Xia Xin suddenly remembered that Mi Zhiqiu called that person.

"Dahei cries and loves to stay in bed, you are a normal person." Mi Zhiqiu even said honorifics.

Xia Xin thought suddenly, so you peeled pears for him.

In Xia Xinran's eyes, Mi Zhiqiu always interacts with people neither far nor close, and gets along very well, but it seems that there is a natural barrier with people, and all relationships have just the right amount of intimacy and alienation.The degree of unceremony is the measure of whether he is close to people.

Xia Xinran saw how Mi Zhiqiu and Dahei got along again today.

"Then how should I call you?" Xia Xin asked him suddenly.

Mi Zhiqiu was stumped by this topic, "It's not good for you to call me by my full name."

Xia Xin suddenly didn't want to let him go, and said with a confident look, "The nickname you gave me is already very popular."

There are a total of four people in Mi Zhiqiu's dormitory, and they are inexplicably labeled as spreading the word.The implication is that "you can't treat one more favorably than another."

Mi Zhiqiu was overwhelmed by Xia Xinran's meticulous logic, paused, and tried to make up a nickname for himself on the spot, "Dad?"

Xia Xin suddenly didn't want to be taken advantage of, so he rubbed his hair, "Hey."

The crisis was saved in an instant.

A lot of people skipped the elective course of film appreciation. Some took a look at what was shown today, and then secretly ran away from the back door with their bags in their hands. The teacher who had been turning a blind eye to the class suddenly called out his name in the middle of the class. , when he opened the roster, he said very flatly, "Tell those who didn't come, I won't use it in the future."

Throw thunder on the ground.

The people next to him buried their hairs in the news one after another, and summoned their companions on the principle of saving one and the other.

Xia Xin suddenly said in a low voice, "Do you think I can save a lucky kid if I yell." He didn't take this course originally.

Mi Zhiqiu didn't blink his eyes, "I'm afraid that someone will shout with you, and the other party will have to prove to the teacher that he is himself."

If two people shout at the same time, it is likely that neither of them is the person.

Xia Xin suddenly smiled, "Have you brought your student card?"

Mi Zhiqiu was puzzled, "No."

"Then I shouted with you, are you unable to prove that you are yourself?"

Mi Zhiqiu was very calm, "Father let me go."

This roll call is of great significance. From time to time, some runners who obviously came from the [-]-meter race in the dormitory will appear in the middle of the race, and they will say out of breath, "I just went to the toilet."

The number of attendees reached a peak at one point, and the roll call ended. The teacher meaningfully counted the number of people to see if anyone secretly yelled for others to confuse the public. The result was astonishing, "There is actually one more."

Someone in the front row said, "Someone must have accompanied his girlfriend to class."

The teacher closed the roster and denied this option, "It must be because my class is so exciting."

There was thunderous applause, and everyone quickly gave the teacher some face, for fear that he would be unhappy today and then test the Today's Film Thought Center on the spot.

Xia Xin suddenly glanced sideways at Mi Zhiqiu, seeing him roll his eyes, but he didn't know which sentence he was referring to.

He couldn't help covering his face with a smile.