start with my name

Put in time, put in energy, and now I just don't want to make trouble for others.

Zhao Shuming himself felt that he was in a panic, and wasting all this time for nothing.He glanced at Lu Ming, and immediately vented his anger. He only felt that it was all his fault. It wasn't because of this guy, how could he have agreed in one go.

Over there, Yan Xinchen was exchanging greetings with Lu Ming.Lu Ming was keenly aware of a scorching gaze. He turned his head and saw Zhao Shuming staring at him with hatred.

Lu Ming pursed his lips, and leaned towards Zhao Shuming in a bit of embarrassment, probably because he was not good at doing this kind of thing, he hesitated in his movements with embarrassment, and bowed slightly: "What's wrong?"

Zhao Shuming's scalp was numb from the deep voice ringing in his ears, and he couldn't help rubbing his ears: "What's wrong?"

Lu Ming frowned: "Are you angry?"

Zhao Shuming was stunned for a moment, thinking it was ridiculous.A few days ago, even if Lu Ming slapped him, he still looked contemptuous. Today, he just gave him a glare and came over to ask if he was angry.

Shouting my mother in his heart, Zhao Shuming looked at him incredulously, and said very worriedly and seriously: "I'd better go see the brain department after class, the consequences of head injury may be serious."

Lu Ming: "...No need."

Lu Ming had no choice but to back away in silence.Yan Xinchen took the initiative to make an appointment with Zhao Shuming and broke up in front of the teaching building.The class in the afternoon is advanced mathematics, and it is also a big class.Zhao Shuming randomly found a seat by the window and sat down. The windows and doors of the large classroom were half opened for ventilation.Although sitting by the window is a bit cold, the air is fresher than sitting inside, which is very suitable for patients with headaches caused by insomnia.

There was already a person sitting next to him, who was also an acquaintance, and the two chatted for a while.Lu Ming found a seat at the back and sat down.

The lecturer was an old man who was rehired after retirement. He was amiable and easy to talk to.Normally, Zhao Shuming might not come to class, but he was so upset by Lu Ming that he couldn't even lie down on the bed. Now he came to class and fell asleep in the background of the old man's lecture.

Falling asleep, Zhao Shuming shrank his shoulders, feeling the cold wind blowing directly on his body.But before he fully woke up, the cold wind disappeared again, Zhao Shuming buried himself in his arms, and fell asleep again.

After sleeping for an unknown amount of time, someone pushed his shoulder.Zhao Shuming subconsciously grasped it vigilantly, and opened his eyes in a daze.

Lu Ming looked at him: "get out of class is over."

Zhao Shuming immediately let go, rubbed his eyes, and stood up.

The surrounding voices were noisy, and the students got up and left one after another. There were nearly half of the number of people in class, and many people slipped away during class.Zhao Shuming woke up: "When did you sit here?"

His deskmate changed to Lu Ming at some point, just blocking the wind blowing towards him.

Lu Ming said indifferently: "After you fell asleep, go through the back door five minutes later."

The hand he was holding just now felt a little cold, obviously blown by the wind for a long time, Zhao Shuming immediately felt weird, but it was even weirder to say something about it.

He Gushan was still asking the teacher questions.Zhao Shuming wanted to go back to read the manuscript, snapped his fingers, and pointed to the door after He Gushan looked over, as a greeting.

The others in the dormitory had already run away. On such a cold day, it was a joy to go back and curl up under the covers to play games.Zhao Shuming put the manuscript under his arm and went out.Lu Ming followed behind again. Although his behavior was still very weird, Zhao Shuming somehow got used to it.

He suddenly remembered that Lu Ming had run all afternoon, wondering if he had time to go to the cafeteria to fill his stomach: "You didn't eat at noon, did you?"

Lu Ming said, "No need."

Hearing this tone, he didn't eat. Before Zhao Shuming said anything, his stomach rumbled just right. He was already hungry in winter, and the few mouthfuls of food he ate at noon would be digested long after he woke up.

The borborygmus was so loud that Zhao Shuming was a little embarrassed.The two looked at his stomach together.Lu Ming raised his eyes to look at him, and changed his words without expression: "I didn't eat."

After rubbing his stomach, Zhao Shuming said with an awkward smile: "Then let's go together."

Naturally, I went to the canteen of the guest house again. At this time, there were few people and there were few meals available, only noodles, fried rice or small hot pot.

Zhao Shuming ordered the time-consuming small hot pot as usual, but this time he changed to a spicy hot pot, the spicy smell made people feel warm.Lu Ming ordered Yangzhou fried rice, which is a quick fix. The school cafeteria is always very conscientious. The large fried rice is piled up on a plate the size of a small washbasin, and it probably weighs half a catty.

After throwing the dishes in to cook, Zhao Shuming quickly flipped through the host's draft.The beginning is to read a paragraph introducing the school, the season, and the scene.The only problem might be the guests. In addition to the judges, there are also leaders from each school. Their names and titles are different, and other words can be wrong. This part must not be wrong.

Fortunately, there are only so many words. From the beginning to the end, the host is not the protagonist. The protagonist is the debate team of both sides.

The topic of the final debate had already been decided early on.

"Is the pursuit of happiness the joy of life?" Zhao Shuming released the manuscript, "Or the sorrow of life? Well, this is really a philosophical question."

After sighing, I started to eat kelp, boiled it in a spicy pot, dipped it in sesame oil, and put it in my mouth warmly.Ah, happiness, it's that simple.

After such a short delay, he only ate two chopsticks, and Lu Ming on the opposite side had already wiped out a large plate of rice.This person's eating manners are average, but his habits are very good, and the plate is clean.

"You can eat quite well, but you look so thin." Zhao Shuming ate the bamboo shoots and looked Lu Ming up and down.He is considered to be the thinner type among boys, and it is precisely because of his thinness that even in heavy winter clothes, he does not look bloated at all. On the contrary, he has a delicate youthful look, and he does not seem to be so reckless and ruthless when fighting.

Lu Ming was noncommittal about this.

It didn't look like he was going to leave after eating, he obviously wanted to wait for himself, Zhao Shuming thought about it, and asked: "Why did you fight that night?"

According to Lu Ming's urgency, he thinks it's provocative. Although he may not think it's provocative, but in such a dizzy situation, a look can make a fight.

I was prepared to be treated silently, but I didn't expect Lu Ming to be particularly cooperative today, and replied: "A woman suddenly ran over and hugged me, and then the group of people caught up and wanted to fight."

The incident happened so suddenly that day, and Zhao Shuming couldn't see anything clearly. Zhao Shuming didn't notice that there was a heroine in the fight at all: "You don't know that woman? Then what happened afterwards? Where is that woman?"

"I don't know." Lu Ming paused, "Let's run away, I didn't see it later."

The tone is still calm, but I always feel that I can hear a bit of aggrieved.Zhao Shuming laughed suddenly: "Maybe you can see that you are very good at fighting. If you want to see her again, you have to ask her for some compensation."

Lu Ming sneered and said, "There's no need for compensation, just a beating."

"She's a girl, so you can do it too." Zhao Shuming was speechless, chatting, and his food was almost finished, but today there was no creme brulee, and egg tarts were replaced.He doesn't like this anymore. After the cold, the skin becomes soft, which is a bad review.

"It has nothing to do with gender." After Lu Ming finished speaking, he stared at the egg tart for a long time, and suddenly asked, "Why do you work in a bar?"

Zhao Shuming choked on a mouthful of lemonade and coughed twice: "What?"

"You..." Lu Ming glanced at him, "Are you short of money?"

Zhao Shuming took a sip of water, thinking about how to answer this question.

Zhao Shuming's food, clothing, housing, and transportation are not special. He doesn't have the mentality of showing off, but he is a little better than ordinary. He doesn't deliberately pursue limited edition AJs, and the mobile phone he uses doesn't insist on chasing the latest Apple.Others don't know the financial situation of their own family. It is not surprising that they infer that they are short of money from working in a bar. The strange thing is why Lu Ming cares about this?

Going to work in bars is mostly related to his insomnia.At night when I can't sleep, in such an environment where I don't need to sleep, it will be much better.And it's easier to meet people who can afford it like him in the bar. Wouldn't it be nice for everyone to hit it off and get what they need in the end?

Zhao Shuming was still thinking, but his silence was probably regarded as acquiescence. When he looked up, he found that Lu Ming's eyes seemed to contain thousands of words, which was a bit sad.

Zhao Shuming: "Uh, that..."

"You don't need to talk about it." Lu Ming nodded, and said after an inexplicable silence, "I see."

Zhao Shuming: "?"

You know what you know?you tell me!I do not know? !

"You... If you are in a hurry to spend money..." Lu Ming lowered his eyes and struggled to find the words, "You drive... How much money do you think is suitable?"

Zhao Shuming was shocked.

When a classmate, a male, asks this kind of question, how should I react?

Because there are too many slots, Zhao Shuming simply doesn't know which point to be surprised, especially that sentence, how much money do you think is appropriate?It sounded like a certain type of invitation he often received.

"I don't mean anything else." Seeing that he still didn't speak, Lu Ming had to explain, but he was obviously not very good at this aspect. He paused, and repeated it a little depressed, "There's no other meaning, don't get me wrong."

"Let's not talk about that first," Zhao Shuming gestured to Lu Ming to stop talking.Zhao Shuming didn't feel offended when he was asked rashly if he needed financial aid, probably because he was embarrassed all over his body when he asked the object, but he smiled with interest, put his hands on the table, leaned forward slightly, and asked Seriously, "Why are you so nice to me all of a sudden? Because I'm like your friend?"

Lu Ming froze, raised his head uncomfortably, met Zhao Shuming's eyes, and was speechless for a while.

In the end, he neither affirmed nor denied, but asked equally seriously: "Is it good for you?"

There is no trace of ridicule or frivolity in this stupid sentence, it is sincere and direct, such an attitude does not even allow you to respond with a joke.This time it's Zhao Shuming's turn to be uncomfortable. He has teased many people. He is a telegraph pole who has never missed a hand. The number of times he has been invited by his sister and aunt to keep him can't be counted on his hands. He is actually asked by a boy with such a few words Excuse me.

"No..." Zhao Shuming coughed feignedly, then couldn't help laughing, looked at Lu Ming and said, "Forget it. Well, the past will be written off. Also, I am not short of money, part-time job is a personal hobby."

Lu Ming nodded: "I see."

I don't ask any more.