generation city grass

As soon as Chen Yuzong left, Mi Xu was summoned by the student record team, and when he got there, he found out that he had to prepare for five.As for the art festival, Lu Zifen's junk sale also played an important role in this event.

Mi Xu took a bunch of tasks back, and when he arrived at the dormitory, he found that Chen Yuzong had returned, still laying on the bed with his dead body, while his mobile phone was vibrating buzzing on the table, but the person on the bed didn't know if he was asleep or He didn't intend to respond to it, in short, he didn't respond, and let it whine silently over and over again.

Mi Xu was afraid that the teacher or senior sister Miaomiao would summon him again, so he couldn't help but leaned over to have a look, only to find that the person on the caller ID was Huang Junchen.

This is not the name of a beautiful woman.

Mi Xu happily rolled his eyes and left.

Looking back at the shriveled objects on the table, Mi Xu tried the tool carefully, but the sound of stepping down made him give up abruptly.

It doesn't seem to work, let's rely on the mouth...

As a result, Mi Xu worked from afternoon to night, was so tired that he was dizzy, went to bed in a hurry after eating, got up the next day to replenish his energy and continued to work. Seeing that it was almost noon, Mi Xu felt something was wrong.

Wouldn't the master on the bed really want to sleep for three days and three nights to make up for the previous sleep, so that he wouldn't die from lack of water?When I go to sleep, it is still fresh grass, but when I wake up, it becomes straw...

But Mi Xu didn't have the courage to wake up the straw and say "Sir, you are too lazy to fly", he can only keep silent and whether to sacrifice himself or not, and he has to go back and forth to ponder the psychological struggle.

However, as a result of being too involved, Mi Xu accidentally lost control of the anger in his mouth, and suddenly became angry...

"—Bang!" The next moment there was a loud noise in the room.

Mi Xu: ...

Looking nervously at the bed, he met a pair of blank but irritable eyes.

"Pfft..." Mi Xu hurriedly spat out the broken rubber in his mouth, and greeted his roommate with a sweet smile, "Hehe, good morning...Surprise!"

Chen Yuzong grabbed his hair and sat up, and what he saw was a fool sitting in a pile of colorful balloons in front of him.

Seeing that he didn't speak, the fool tried his best to clear away the round balloons on both sides to clear the way under the bed.

Mi Xu: "These will be removed in a couple of days. They're just temporarily settling in our dormitory. It's pathetic to rely on obesity for food. Please help me, officials."

Chen Yuzong frowned, got out of bed and went to the bathroom without saying a word.

When he came out of the shower, he saw that Mi Xu was still piling up balloons persistently, trying to reduce the occupied area and minimize the sense of presence.

"Then what, you can use that land to make models, and I'll blow it by the bed, don't... care about me... I'm fine..." The second half of the sentence was slowed down by Dachengcao's indifference as he wished. Slowly fading into silence...

Mi Xu twisted the balloon and watched sadly as Chen Yuzong sat down at the desk with his back turned to him, and turned on the computer.

There seems to be something... not quite right.

Mi Xu rolled his eyes, paused and asked, "Are you eating?"

Not answering.

"Eat?"

ignore.

"Food?"

Respond.

"What?"

"Don't eat." Gao Leng.

2 minute later.

"Do you eat cake?"

"Eat pancakes?"

"Cake?"

"Don't eat!"

2 minute later.

"...Do you eat bananas?"

--boom!

Chen Yuzong lost the mouse and finally turned around unbearably.

Mi Xu looked at him innocently: "Just asking, we didn't buy bananas, did you buy bananas?"

"Then eat bananas?"

Chen Yuzong: "..."

At this moment, the buzz sounded again, and Mi Xu looked at Chen Yuzong's cell phone in surprise, and couldn't help saying: "What model is yours, it's been ringing continuously for three days, and it's still on standby! It's better than telegrams... "

Chen Yuzong directly pressed the hang up button, then turned off the phone, then got up, and began to roll up his sleeves.

Hey, this is going to war again, come on now?Anyway, let's prepare for others, the old body really can't bear it.

When Chen Yuzong picked up the thing and started to clean up, Mi Xu couldn't help following behind, reluctantly moving his balloon back and forth.

What do you think is wrong with this person? !in argument?Lovelorn?Dissatisfied with desire?

It's been a while since I moved to the dormitory, and I haven't seen him have any frequent contact with senior sister Miaomiao. There is definitely a problem. Is it because I am shy living here?Taboo?Inconvenient?Then isn't this ruining the marriage? !

Shocked by his brain power, Mi Xu accidentally kicked the wooden table next to the bed with a balloon in his arms. The wooden table shook suddenly. Generally, it fell on his Tianling cover.

He lowered his head slowly and looked at the top of the wooden table. What was placed there was nothing but the handmade model base frame that Chen Yuzong had spent a lot of time in these days, and a corner of the base frame was shaken by Wu Wang just now. A piece of it quietly collapsed...

Mi Xu:! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! !

Hearing the movement, Chen Yuzong turned his head back, but at first glance, he was frightened by Mi Xu's distorted and ferocious expression, which challenged the limit of human beings, and then looked at the model beside him, Chen Yuzong paused for a moment, and moved Talk about it.

Mi Xu was stunned, and asked back, "What did you say?"

Chen Yuzong said: "Throw it away."

Mi Xu:? ? ? ? ? ? ?

"Ah?? No, you don't have to be so decisive. At least let everyone survive, and we can still be friends when we meet again..."

Chen Yuzong suddenly raised his voice and shouted: "I said throw it away!"

Mi Xu was shocked!

...the room was silent.

This was the first time since the two met, Chen Yuzong spoke to Mi Xu with such a loud voice, his usual deep voice was lifted up, his eyes were very cold, and of course the target was the model on the table.

However, before Mi Xu came to his senses, after Chen Yuzong finished drinking, he walked over and stuffed the model into a garbage bag. Seeing this, Mi Xu hurriedly jumped up and snatched it over and said, "Don't, don't... I , Let me do it, let me share some of the honor of the labor!! It hurts self-esteem to be idle!"

Chen Yuzong was stunned, Mi Xu successfully snatched the garbage bag, he immediately picked up everything in his pocket, put it in his pocket and ran out...

Chen Yuzong stared at his retreating back for a moment, then sat down and wiped his face.

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Ever since the incident of abandoning the handmade model happened, there has been a slightly dry and delicate atmosphere in the 609 dormitory.Although Mi Xu didn't care about it, and Chengcao didn't have any unpleasant actions, but he didn't continue the previous design, didn't go to class, but spent the rest of the time playing games, which made Mi Xu How to deal with this sudden change with a normal mind?

Why is it that Xueba suddenly gives up on himself?A depraved life is quietly started by a momentary difference of thought. The unbearable past and irreparable mistakes have doomed a good young man to a pathetic tragedy...

Sigh!

On this day, Dachengcao finally went to class, relieved Mi Xu tied up all the balloons he had taken care of, then cleaned up the remaining waste, thought for a while, and cleaned up Chen Yuzong's pile on the wooden table various information on.

A person who is obviously so hypocritical and obsessed with cleanliness, but keeps collecting the things of the competition and not tidying up. Do you think this is a boring show, or a boring show, or a boring show?

In addition to the pile of books on alien literature, Mi Xu discovered that Chen Yuzong had collected a stack of real estate posters, including the "Moshang Guyun" that he worked part-time at the beginning. Some are late, the earliest can be traced back to a year ago, but the overall style is similar.

With such an expensive housing source, local tyrants really don't give the people a way to live.

Just as he was sighing, suddenly there was the sound of a key being inserted in the door lock of the bedroom. Just when Mi Xu was about to be amazed whether Dachengcao had gone and returned or was planning to come back to pick up the corpse, when the door opened, a strange face appeared.

"who are you?"

The two people inside and outside the door looked at each other and asked in unison.

Huang Junchen looked at the tall and thin boy standing in front of him, and when he saw that the empty bed on one side was already filled with things, he was about to speak when he saw Mi Xu standing in front of him with a mop.

"Who is coming, sign up to come!"

After Huang Junchen was stunned, he snorted coldly: "Baby, your site belongs to your father and me."

Mi Xu blinked, and before he could react, there was a somewhat unexpected voice.

"Junchen?"

Turning his head to look, Chen Yuzong was standing outside the door with his hands in his pockets, and the one talking beside him was Xie Yiqian, who had rarely visited.

When Huang Junchen saw them, he immediately laughed.

"Old Xie, it's rare to see you," he said to Chen Yuzong again, "Yuzong, I have something to do with you."

Xie Yiqian glanced at Chen Yuzong, Chen Yuzong didn't speak, just passed him and entered the door, Xie Yiqian followed.

Huang Junchen also walked in: "Yu Zong, you didn't answer my call. I know it was for the competition. I think this is a misunderstanding. Let's talk."

Chen Yuzong turned on the computer and started the game directly.

Huang Junchen said later: "The head of the department and the secretary came to me and asked me which topic to choose for the competition. I just made the choice according to my intention. I didn't think it would affect you."

Chen Yuzong didn't say anything, and the sound effects of the game interface resounded throughout the room.

"As for Professor Tian, ​​I have learned a lot from him. I think there is nothing wrong with using the best in the competition. I thought you should understand that you have won so many awards."

- pat.

Xie Yiqian lit a fire on the side, bowed his head and lit a cigarette.

"Junchen..." Xie Yiqian took a sip with a smile and said, "We are all brothers. I will take care of this matter tonight. Let's have a meal and it will be over." Another meaning is to let him not said.

But obviously Huang Junchen has a stomach full of grievances that need to be vented.

"That's not to say, Chen Yuzong, I'm here, let's just talk about it, you are eligible to participate, and I am too. I didn't say a word when you pushed me down last year. This year you How can you afford to lose like this?!"

Chen Yuzong squinted his eyes slightly while looking at the screen, but still didn't speak, manipulating the warrior in his hand to chop the monster until it was sprayed with blood.

Huang Junchen said again: "Everyone wants to win the competition. There is nothing wrong with each of us relying on our own abilities. I am the brother who said this!"

"Brother, you shouldn't have said that!"

Xie Yiqian suddenly couldn't listen anymore, his smiling expression went cold, he looked at Huang Junchen, "You know how you got this quota, you know it in your heart."

Huang Junchen was stunned and lost his voice for a while.

Mi Xu, who was at the side, sensed that the atmosphere was not good, and quietly pulled something to avoid suspicion for the time being, but when he reached the door, he stopped in his tracks.

Wipe, miscalculation!Too many balloons blowing up the door!Can't get away! ! !