phantom hand

At one o'clock in the morning, Han Mukun and Li Chuang, who both fell asleep, were woken up by the persistent and polite sound of knocking on the window—the answering person had arrived.

Li Chuang got out of the car in a daze, and immediately used his hands to cover the dazzling headlights not far away, and then he heard the polite receptionist call out to Han Mukun respectfully: "Boss."

Han Mukun seemed to nod his head slightly, and Li Chuang heard him ask, "How many people came here?"

Then the receptionist replied: "Counting me, there are four in total, and the spare tire and tools are also brought.

Later, Han Mukun seemed to tell that person to leave a person for me to drive, and you take other people to pack up this car and take it back. Yunyun, Li Chuang didn't listen too seriously, and now he focused all his attention on the new car. .The highly textured silver shell, the streamlined body, the low-key and luxurious headlights, and the handsome logo that you will never forget after just one glance.

The latest Porsche 911.

"Like?" Han Mukun came over at some point.

Li Chuang asked him, "Your?"

Han Mukun opened the rear door, and instead of entering, he put one arm on the door and looked at Li Chuang leisurely: "Why, it looks like I borrowed it?"

Li Chuang ignored him, but went around the car, and finally found the iron proof that "this car's surname is Han" on the rear glass of the car.It was a piece of white paper that had turned yellow, and it was stuck on the upper right corner of the rear window. Because the lights were on in the car, the two crooked words written with a brush on the torn paper were very clear—— running in.

Carrying the Hercules Cup in a plastic bag and drinking XO in an enamel tea mug, only Han Mukun can do such a wasteful thing.Quack's new sports car, you deserve a torn piece of paper... You said you should get a printed one anyway!

It is estimated that Han Mukun and Li Chuang did not get into the car for a long time. The driver who was waiting inside was not happy, so he poked his head out of the car window and inspected one by one: "If you two want to continue blowing the wind, brother, I can go."

Han Mukun was taken aback for a moment, then laughed, walked over and pushed the man angrily: "Fuck, why is it you."

Ning Lei yawned sadly, and complained half-truthfully, "I'm late from get off work and want to stay in our building for the night, but I just heard that Lao Zhao was busy looking for a spare tire and tuning the car." , I thought, I can't just sit still when something happens to the boss, isn't this the time to show my loyalty!"

"Fuck you, just tell me if you want to try my new car." Han Mukun really knew this subordinate and buddy too well.

Ning Lei chuckled, "You're not familiar with it anyway, I just happened to help you get in." After speaking, he said to Li Chuang, "Right, Xiao Yu."

Li Chuang immediately got goosebumps all over his body, his face hurt and he forced a dry smile: "Well, hehe, hehe, you can just ask me to feed you, hehe, you're welcome..."

Ning Lei has a round face, round eyes, and a kindness in his whole person.With a smile now, the eyebrows and eyes are all squeezed together, which is even more kind: "I didn't say a few words to you when I met last time. After all, it's been three months."

Li Chuang wanted to say something, but it was a pity that Han Mukun robbed him: "It was right not to say anything last time, and this time there is no need to babble." Han Mukun put the head of the subordinate directly back into the window, then turned around and grabbed it Li Chuang was thrown into the car, and when everything was over, Uncle Han squeezed into the back seat gracefully, and closed the door: "Drive."

While starting the car, Ning Lei teased Han Mukun in the inner mirror: "Look at your nervousness, are you afraid that I will bully the children?"

"I'm afraid you'll be bullied by him," Han Mukun angrily pushed Li Chuang to the other side, "Don't think he's being honest now, he's just pretending to be you."

Li Chuang did not move Uncle Han for a long time, so he resigned himself to his fate and leaned aside, ignoring the teasing of the two. He was really sleepy and struggled to find a comfortable position. After a while, he went to see Duke Zhou.

The car is speeding on the road, the windows are closed tightly, and the good performance of the sports car makes the whole world sound extremely quiet.

Li Chuang was whistling with his back to the sky, his slightly raised head occasionally bumped twice with the uneven road surface, his eyebrows were slightly frowned, and he didn't know how many dreams he had come true.

Han Mukun admired it for 2 minutes, then tiptoedly brought the child's head over and leaned it on his shoulder.

In the last ten days of October, the sports meeting of S University kicked off the prelude vigorously.

The so-called prelude is undoubtedly the warm-up before the school sports meeting - the school sports meeting.

Li Chuang's chemistry department is said to have made a name for itself in the school sports meeting. Although their results usually need to be counted from the back, if they can't stand it, there will always be a sensational effect.The year before last, in order to cheer up the athletes, the cheerleaders made dozens of bottles of impure H2, that is, hydrogen, and sealed them in cans, and lit them up when they needed refueling the next day. Unfortunately, the location of the School of Chemistry happened to be next to the rostrum , the huge blasting sound silenced the announcer who was thinking "100-meter runway is not too long, athletes are busy running". I feel my ears buzzing.Last year, the organizing committee learned a lesson and arranged the phalanx of the School of Chemistry almost outside the playground, and the School of Chemistry was really up to it this time, and did not make any mistakes. Carbon powder and iron powder used the heat generated by the reaction to accelerate blood circulation but ended up being scalded. This was purely personal behavior and did not affect the final award of the Academy's Spiritual Civilization Award by the organizing committee.The only special thing is that there are two more words on the certificate of that year, and the spiritual civilization award has become the innovation spiritual civilization award.

Therefore, in this campus meeting, the leaders of the School of Chemistry are bound to win, riding on the east wind of spiritual civilization to pursue higher honors, such as the overall score of No.1.And the direct consequence of this is that the school sports meeting is in full swing. Looking at the whole school, the sports meeting of the School of Chemistry is the earliest one to prepare and arrange.The leader's talent policy is very clear, discover early, cultivate early, and strive for great glory.

Of course, these are not what the students of the School of Chemistry care about.When the sports committee members mobilized the masses in their respective classes, everyone could only think about how to beat the class next door.

All the dormitories in 807 applied for the project, which was unexpected by Li Chuang.When the sports committee was mobilizing, he was originally on the sidelines, but he didn't want all his roommates to have a home. Immediately, brother Chuang became enthusiastic, thinking that people who are so listless on weekdays can serve the class, so why can he change his body? Didn't realize it?So Li Chuang gritted his teeth and stomped his feet, and reported the [-] meters that he had been eager to try.

This is also Li Chuang's wish.When he was still in his body, his explosive power and speed were few in the class and even in school, so in every sports meeting, the two individual events he can apply for are definitely sprints, plus a few extra events relay.He always wants to try [-] meters, but there are always two good people in the yard, even if they cross the finish line, they can hold the yard flag and go around the field for another three to five weeks, always smiling and never smoking, so his wish is also true. It has been stranded.

For Wanmi, there are two places in the class, one for Li Chuang and one for vacancy.Brother Chuang helped Zhao Qingyu, shocking the whole class again.As for why it is again, please refer to Zhao Qingyu's feat of "being out of the closet" during his freshman military training.

Li Chuang thinks this is a good opportunity to improve the relationship between roommates.

If you want to put it aside, Li Chuang doesn't bother to care about it. Whoever you love, you don't like grandpa and I don't like you.But Zhao Qingyu and his roommates, Li Chuang really didn’t realize how annoying they were, they helped out when they were doing experiments, and sometimes they coughed a few times to remind them when they didn’t get up from class in the morning. Face, but this is completely harmless to Brother Chuang, so Li Chuang made up his mind that these roommates can be dealt with.

On the night of the registration, Li Chuang held a national involuntary meeting in the dormitory.He succinctly expressed his thoughts, and summed it up in one sentence. Starting tomorrow, everyone will get up early and train together to prepare for the National Games.

The crowd listened carefully, but no one responded.

Speaking of this, Li Chuang didn't hide it anymore, and said directly to the other three people: "No matter what our relationship was like before, we still have to be together for four years. It's so uncomfortable to be giggling all the time. If you have anything to say, let’s talk about it today, it’s not poisonous.”

Song Hongqing was the first to respond. He was the straightest of the three guys, although Li Chuang still expressed his words in a mild manner: "You should also be able to feel that we don't like you very much."

Li Chuang nodded as a matter of course: "Nonsense, you are also gay if you like me."

"That's not what it means," Song Hongqing struggled with the black line for a long time before thinking about continuing, "What I mean is, we don't really want to do this with you..."

"It's okay, I can do it, run circles, leg presses and pull-ups, let's do a full set, I'm here, don't worry."

"..."

Song Hongqing looked at Wang Han for help, but unfortunately he was out of focus, and the latter was struggling to wipe his glasses.

Song Hongqing raised his head to look at Shao Xiaodong, who was bewildered.

Li Chuang gave the crowd five seconds to protest, and at the end of the five seconds, if they didn't hear the sound, it would be acquiescing, so he was very relieved: "Sleep peacefully, I will call you at six tomorrow morning."

Everyone is still defaulting.

It was an evening at the end of October, and the setting sun came in through the window, casting a golden light all over the room.

In a trance, Song Hongqing seemed to see Zhao Qingyu or Li Chuang, slowly transformed into a Doraemon with a winning cloth strip tied on his forehead, and then grabbed himself with the hand that could only use a hammer but not scissors and cloth. Yes, cry out affectionately: For youth, for ideals, let us run towards the sunset...