I'm a black fan, you have to get used to me

No one thought that there was really only one stroke in Fu Zhun's life history.

He was notified and criticized for carrying illegal electrical appliances the next day.

The short-lived long career has come to an imperfect end.

I don't know why, but his resignation as a dormitory head is like retiring as the principal, and the scene is extremely grand.

As if to get rid of some big burden, friends around him rushed to his class one after another and sent him a very sincere face-to-face congratulatory telegram.

This big scene lasted for a whole day.

Even in the evening self-study time does not stop.

Zhou Yuancheng skipped his evening self-study, sneaked to their studio, and complained while eating melon seeds: "My grandfather just told your grandfather yesterday that you have studied and traveled in the sea for 11 years, and now you have finally improved. It turned out that less than a day has passed. Did you resign yourself?"

"Moreover!" He pointed at Fu Zhun's nose with grief and indignation: "And he also lost my magic tool for teasing girls!"

"Fuck off and play." Fu Zhun was angry and kicked him, but turned around and accused him: "I bought such a high-power hair dryer that I'm afraid it won't trip when the air conditioner is turned on, right? If I hadn't borrowed it first Now, you are the one who resigns today."

Zhou Yuancheng: "..."

What he said was so reasonable that Zhou Yuancheng couldn't refute it.

Sighing, he suddenly thought of another question: "Oh no, how many points are deducted from your dormitory? Are you still fined to clean the dry area? Where are you going to clean it?"

I don't know where Zhou Yuancheng got so much talk, he can talk so much while nibbling melon seeds, and he can also spit out the skin of melon seeds into the paper box that Fu Zhun folded to hold pencil shavings.

Fu Zhun, who was drawing a sketch, glanced at him, raised his hand stained with pencil dust, and slapped him: "Tell him to spit here? Go out and eat."

"I won't eat anymore." Zhou Yuancheng saw that he was angry, and quickly put away the melon seeds: "Really, where is the cleaning? You go alone? Do you want me to hire someone to help you?"

Seeing him calm down, Fu Zhun withdrew his gaze from him, turned his head and continued to draw, and replied perfunctorily, "Only one person, but it's not..."

"Damn it? Are you going alone? Then the big star in your class is too unreasonable?! After all, he is also a roommate!" Before listening to Fu Zhun's words, Zhou Yuancheng stood up blah, and put The other whispering classmates were taken aback.

He still wanted to feel wronged for his brother, when he heard an indifferent voice from behind——

"Who?"

Cen Xiao's voice came from behind him, and Zhou Yuancheng's back froze instantly.

He poked his neck and turned his head slowly, and when he saw Cen Xiao's face, he greeted exaggeratedly: "Hi, you're a big star, can you sign me?"

Cen Xiao: "..."

Fu Zhun: "..."

"Get out." Fu Zhun raised his leg and kicked him again: "Go back to your classroom for self-study."

Zhou Yuancheng patted the footprints on his leg aggrievedly, and said, "OK, OK, I'm leaving, take care."

After finishing speaking, the man slipped away without looking back, and helped them close the studio door by the way.

As soon as the noisiest person in the class left, the whole class returned to the rustling and unattended state just now.

From time to time, a few people looked in Cen Xiao's direction, and then turned around to say a few words and draw a few strokes.

And the bold ones have already sneaked out their mobile phones to take a photo of their back, and showed it off in Moments.

Cen Xiao sat down at Zhou Yuancheng's place just now, put the packs of snacks he bought on Fu Zhun's table, and said with a straight face, "I've finished cleaning the dry area."

Fu Zhun glanced at the pile of snacks, but said nothing.

"I also went to explain the situation to Mr. Xu, and he said that he would ask the school to revoke your punishment."

Fu Zhun's eyes fell on one of the packs of potato chips, but he still didn't speak.

"There is also the position of head of the dormitory. If you don't want to take it, then I will take it. It's not a big deal."

As soon as this was mentioned, Fu Zhun subconsciously said, "I'm not planning to take Tsinghua University."

Cen Xiao: "..."

Originally, Cen Xiao had spoken to him in a friendly voice, but when he heard his words, his face became expressionless in an instant: "Are you able to pass the exam?"

Fu Zhun: "..."

"You fucking coax people with this attitude? Just, this, attitude, attitude?" Fu Zhun looked at him in disbelief, "I took the blame, punished me, and then you still say I can't get into Tsinghua University? "

Seeing him blowing his hair, Cen Xiao was silent for a while, and replied with a sense of guilt: "Okay, you can pass the exam, I'm sorry."

Who would have thought that Fu Zhun was still dissatisfied: "That's it?"

"Otherwise?" Cen Xiao felt that he had dealt with this matter properly, and he couldn't think of any other remedies: "What do you want?"

He intended to ask him the solution in a serious manner, but when these five words came out, it was like asking for a fight.

Hearing that, Fu Zhun was quite upset.

He put on a face that others owed him 800 million, picked up a pack of Buerjia lollipops on the table and tore them open: "You have to treat me to dinner for a week, or I'll go to QQ space to hack you."

Cen Xiao: "...?"

"The kind that writes short [-]-word essays."

"..."

Cen Xiao was a little confused.

The times are advancing, why did this person choose to go to QQ space to hack him?

Is it very powerful?

After a moment of silence, Cen Xiao still had a trace of conscience and didn't intend to hit this delicate little princess.

In addition, Fu Zhun did give him half of the blame this time, and Fu Zhun is so poor, he should help him by himself.

So Cen Xiao changed the subject: "All right, one month."

Fu Zhun: "???"

Does this come with a price increase?

In Fu Zhun's eyes, Cen Xiao's character design instantly became "a handsome man with a lot of money".

For some reason, when this good thing happened, Fu Zhun inexplicably felt like he was on the loose.

And it's soft rice mixed with gold.

Pausing for half a second, Fu Zhun did not refuse his bowl of golden soft rice, and even started to poke his nose on his face: "You said, one month, full board and lodging."

Cen Xiao: "?"

"Where did you get the accommodation?" Cen Xiao was taken aback, "You don't even want to go home with me on weekends, do you?"

"Huh? Can't you?" Fu Zhun raised his eyebrows, and after a while he suddenly realized "Ah", "You don't always eat from nine to five on weekends, do you?"

"..."

Cen Xiao recalled the scene of Meng Zhen at home, and after a short silence, he still refused: "My house is not very convenient, you can remember 30 days, morning, noon and evening, I am not short of this little money."

"Okay." Fu Zhun didn't bother, he accepted it as soon as he saw it, and nodded to himself.

No one would believe it, Cen Xiao and Fu Zhun, two seemingly incompatible people...

Just tied together by a macho hair dryer in pink and white.

And because of this, Cen Xiao had to accept the public bathroom.

The two of them were inseparable for several days in a row, and they walked together for class and dinner.

If it wasn't for Cen Xiao running fast as soon as he took a bath, and acting like he didn't want to meet acquaintances, Fu Zhun would even want to grab him to take a bath together.

The students around me were shocked.

In less than a week, the friends who were neglected by Fu Zhun couldn't sit still.

"Ah, drag, you fucking wait for me!" Zhou Yuancheng finally caught Fu Zhun who was about to go out of the bathroom after taking a shower on Friday night.

Holding a basin, he squeezed through the sea of ​​people, and stretched out his wet chubby hands to grab Fu Zhun's short sleeves: "You've been lonely lately, huh?"

Fu Zhun glanced at him, pulled the clothes back from his hands, and said impatiently, "What are you doing? I'm in a hurry to eat."

"Hey, I'll go too." Zhou Yuancheng approached cheekily, "How long has it been since you cooked with us? Zhong Kai and the others are waiting for you too."

Their friends and parents all know each other, and they can be considered to have grown up together since childhood.

Only recently, a traitor appeared among them!

The traitor Fu Zhunzheng looked at Zhou Yuancheng disdainfully, with a faint sarcasm in his mouth: "What's the point of eating with you stinking old men? Boring."

After a pause, he still wanted to tell the cruel fact: "Do you have an appetite at the same table as me? I can eat three bowls when I eat with him."

"Huh? But I can also cook three bowls for you." Zhou Yuancheng didn't think there was any big difference between them.

It's all about eating, isn't it because he eats?

Fu Zhun: "..."

The forehead twitched, Fu Zhun didn't bother to talk to Zhou Yuancheng any more, turned around and walked on.

This made Zhou Yuancheng very sad and indignant: "Why are you so unfeeling, Yan'er? You don't want to say a single word to me?! Anyway, we all grew up together, right? We've known each other for 17 years!"

As a result, Fu Zhun let out a dragged "Ah" in a casual tone: "We've known each other for 17 years, so it's time to cut off the relationship. Why don't you keep the relationship until the end of your life?"

Zhou Yuancheng: "..."

"Don't you want to live in a nursing home with us?" Zhou Yuancheng still didn't give up, and continued to whisper in his ear: "You said you want to build a luxury nursing home for us to live in!"

"This one, it's invalid." Fu Zhun raised his eyebrows carelessly: "My nursing home only accepts good-looking old men."

After pausing for half a second, his eyes scanned Zhou Yuancheng up and down, and slowly uttered a word: "You?"

Although there was only one word, Zhou Yuancheng could hear endless ridicule in this word.

Extended out is -

Do you deserve you?

Zhou Yuancheng: "..."

After being hit for no reason, Zhou Yuancheng instantly became unhappy.

With a resentful expression on his face, he followed Fu Zhun, accusing him with righteous indignation: "Do you know how sad it is that we have to queue up for dinner these days? Even taking a bath, we can't take advantage of your sinful glory." To a clean closet!"

After a pause, he wanted to add another sentence: "Have you thought about this?! No! You only care about yourself!"

It was as if Fu Zhun had led them to do something outrageous, which made Fu Zhun unhappy: "Why did you slip through the net in the nine-year compulsory education? You are really a quality-educated person." Failure."

The two scolded and pinched all the way back to the dormitory.

Just as Fu Zhun walked to the corridor on the second floor, he happened to run into Cen Xiao who was coming back from the shower and was going to the cafeteria for dinner.

When he looked up, he saw that Fu Zhun had also returned, so Cen Xiao asked casually, "Dinner?"

Hearing the sound, Fu Zhun paused, and directly stuffed the things in Zhou Yuancheng's arms: "Good brother, put them back for me, I'm going to eat."

He was still cursing one second, but he was like a brother the next second, and Zhou Yuancheng's national curse that had just come to his lips was blocked back in an instant.

He looked down at the things in his hands, and couldn't help shouting from behind, his tone full of anger: "Fu Zhun, you really look like a fucking jerk!!! I'll sue your grandpa!"

At that time, Fu Zhun just turned his head and glanced at him, ignoring him.

A few minutes later, Zhou Yuancheng suddenly received a WeChat message from Versailles Fu Zhun——

[Do you know how delicious it feels to eat soft rice? 】

[Even in line, there are girls who blushed to make way for us. 】

【Have you thought about this? 】

【You don't, you only care about yourself. 】

Zhou Yuancheng: "..."

I care about you MMP.