suppress his susceptibility period

Jiang Lu slept extremely restlessly during this afternoon nap.

The first half was pretty sweet, but in the second half, nightmares continued for some reason.

He couldn't tell exactly what he dreamed about, but he just felt like he had become a crab with his hands and feet bound, and his pair of pincers were tied so tight that he couldn't struggle to get free.

I thought this was over, but I didn't expect it to be even more outrageous later.

The man tied him up and threw him into a wine jar to soak him up, preparing to turn him into a drunk crab alive!

The instinct to survive was never suppressed even in the dream.

Before being suffocated by the turbulent wine pouring into his nostrils, Jiang Wang suddenly opened his eyes, hugged the quilt and stretched himself.

The heart was beating fast in the rhythm of "surviving the dead".

In the empty and quiet dormitory, he opened his eyes slightly and stared at the cabinet on the other side of the bed, and after a while he slowly regained consciousness from his confusion.

It was a dream.

Fortunately it was a dream.

After patting the scared little heart, I don't know if the stamina of the dream is too strong, Jiang Huang moved the tip of his nose, always feeling that the air is really filled with the fragrance of wine that has not dissipated.

It was extremely faint, so faint that he couldn't tell whether it really existed, or it was just an illusion after he fell asleep.

Is it an illusion?

The dormitory is bright and warm by the sunlight, and the sound of cicadas floats in from the treetops outside the balcony.

Jiang Zhu slowly recovered from the excitement of shock.

The spirit was exhausted again, and he sat cross-legged on the bed with the quilt in his arms and began to think about life slowly.

I kept thinking until Xu Yunjia and the others came back one after another after lunch.

"Brother Jiang, are you awake now?"

Chi Wei bounced in and saw him sitting on the bed with his messy hair on his head, and said strangely: "I was thinking about how to wake you up on the way back! Come, see the little crisp I grabbed for you Meat!"

"Thanks."

Jiang Ruan rubbed his eyes, turned over and got out of bed.

"You're welcome~" Chi Wei chuckled, slipped back to his seat, and prepared to take advantage of this moment to make two more rankings.

As soon as Xu Yunjia came back, he rushed into the toilet. Zhou Cheng held a stack of books, glanced at Jiang Lu, paused on his face for a while, and asked with concern: "Xiao Jiang didn't sleep well just now? Why is his face not very good-looking? ?”

This... is indescribable.

Jiang Huang waved at him while eating, swallowed a mouthful of crispy and crispy meat, and added oil and vinegar to his dream of fermented crab and crab, speaking in a particularly suspenseful and treacherous way:

"I just dreamed that I was kidnapped and thrown into the water when it was over. I was almost cut into pieces. Fortunately, I was quick-witted and woke up quickly."

"Think about it every day and dream at night."

Xu Yunjia's voice came from the toilet, muffled and loud: "Are you planning some prank with a belly full of bad water again during the day?"

Jiang Wang turned his head towards the toilet and snorted, "Why can't you shit up your mouth?"

Xu Yunjia said loudly: "The ass I use to shit is not my mouth, so don't delay talking."

"..."

"..."

"..."

Jiang Wang really wanted to go to the toilet and show him the middle finger to show respect, but considering that he hadn't eaten yet, forget it, and snorted coldly: "Stupid."

Chi Wei couldn't keep his mouth idle while playing games: "It's quite strange, Brother Jiang, how could you have such a bizarre dream?"

"Dreams are not weird, do you still need to make a PPT to follow them?"

Jiang Huan chatted casually while eating: "You guys have misunderstood me. Brother Jiang is awe-inspiring and upright. When did you think about others, and if you want to think about it, only others think about me."

Chi Wei probed: "Missing your fist?"

Jiang Wang was sincerely puzzled: "Why don't you covet my handsome skin and tall soul?"

Chi Wei: "..."

Although there is no problem with what he said, what's the matter if he just doesn't want to talk to him?

Zhou Cheng heard it funny, and said helplessly: "Tall soul, your hair is messed up, remember to tidy it up before going out."

Jiang Lu buried his head and continued to eat: "Oh, good."

Chi Wei's game started, and he said casually, "You're handsome even if you're messed up", and said while playing: "By the way, Brother Jiang, I just temporarily informed that my grandson will have a meeting in the first half of the afternoon Chinese class, let's take advantage of that half class Go to the person in charge of the group and memorize "Zhu Zhiwu's Retirement from Master Qin."

Jiang Huang went through the text in his head, and there was no big problem: "Got it."

Adolescent boys are full of energy and don't like to take a nap. After the lunch break in the dormitory without getting into bed, they fight around and rush to the classroom.

There was no mirror on Jiang Wang's desk, so he went into the toilet to take a picture before he left. His hair was pressed into a funny way, and he couldn't get it back for a while.

Simply go back to the dormitory and pull out a peaked cap to put on, to cover up all ugliness, convenient and neat.

With the absence of Lao Sun in the first half of the class, several boarding students arrogantly stepped on the classroom they clicked into.

Among them, the 305 three "lazy cancer cancer" were named.

The sound of wow wow endorsement is mixed in the classroom.

Less than 3 minutes into the class, the number of vacancies gradually increased, and many students gathered around the leaders of their respective groups and lined up to endorse.

By the way, I took the opportunity to chat uprightly with my good brothers and sisters who were sitting far away.

The person in charge of Jiang Wang's team is Shen Xiuran.

Different from the active and lively atmosphere around other team leaders, their side is very deserted, there is no bustling queue, but very tacit and mechanized one by one turn, and leave after reciting, without any entanglement.

As Chi Wei said, everyone is avoiding Shen Xiuran at the same time.

It's not the isolation of teasing, let alone the awe of Xueba, it's simply fear, not daring to approach.

The squad leader seemed to have a layer of invisible ice thorns growing all over his body, and when he got close, he felt cold and painful.

Jiang Wang read the text and played a few puzzle games in the back. After guessing that everyone had finished memorizing it, he packed up and prepared to go forward to add some popularity to his monitor.

The seats in their class were in a single row, and there was no deskmate. There was an aisle next to Shen Xiuran, which was Cheng Xi's seat, which was already vacant, so Jiang Jue pulled the stool over, and the two brothers sat down next to Shen Xiuran.

Before he opened his mouth, Shen Xiuran thought he didn't exist.

"Squad leader, I'm starting." Jiang Wang said hello in advance.

Shen Xiuran was writing the test paper, when he heard that he took out the group list from the bottom and put it on the top, he didn't say anything, but Jiang Wang knew that this meant for him to start.

His eyes were slightly bent by Le Dian's smile.

I can't figure out how to raise such a boring and cute character.

"Jin Hou and Qin Bo besieged Zheng, because they were rude to Jin and second to Chu. The Jin army was in Hanling, and the Qin army was in the south. Yizhihu said to Zheng Bo: "The country is in danger, if you send candles to it When Wu sees Lord Qin, the teacher must retreat. "The public follows it..."

Jiang Huang was shaking his head and thinking, thinking about it, he thought he had remembered it deeply, but he got stuck near the end.

"Ms. Wei's power is not as good as this...it is not necessary...what is the next sentence?"

He stood the book in one hand, propped his chin on the table with the other elbow, tapped his fingertips rhythmically by his ear, and slowly recalled the original text.

Tsk, can't remember.

He turned to Shen Xiuran for help: "Honey, give me a hint?"

Old Sun had a rule not to remind him, Shen Xiuran naturally couldn't give him a reminder, without raising his head, he continued to calculate the major questions of the test paper with a blank face.

It stands to reason that at this point, he should consciously go back home, after all, everyone else is in this process.

But Jiang Lu is not someone else, Uncle Jiang is naturally enthusiastic, and he does not shed tears when he sees the coffin.

Stuck and unable to recite, he stayed in place, and his restless eyes lingered on the big math problem under Shen Xiuran's hands for a while, and after confirming that he couldn't understand it, he quietly drifted away and landed on his collar.

The tip of his nose moved like a puppy, but he didn't smell anything.

Strange curiosity was aroused, he tilted his head and asked Shen Xiuran: "Squad leader, have you sprayed the barrier agent?"

Shen Xiuran's pen tip paused almost imperceptibly for a moment, and soon continued to draw, not even bothering to give him a look.

Jiang Lu looked at his clear and cold side face, and the stubbornness in his bones sprouted.

The upright Chinese document was buckled on the table with the pages facing down.

He freed his right hand, and suddenly pressed Shen Xiuran's wrist, and at the same time leaned forward slightly, the tip of his nose moved closer to the position where the glands came out of his neck, and the left hand that was originally supporting the chin also naturally rested on Shen Xiuran's right shoulder.

Like a puppy looking for a mark, he sniffed his neck with a distance of only one finger, and asked with a smile like a little hooligan, "What brand of blocker is used, why can't it smell at all?"

As he approached, that much-desired breath penetrated into his nostrils again.

Shen Xiuran's complexion suddenly sank.

Quickly withdrew his hand, he turned to look at Jiang Lu who had retreated a little distance, and warned him word by word under his voice: "Stay away from me."

As if he was born with less nerves to perceive danger, Jiang Wang was completely unaware of Shen Xiuran's vaguely divergent low pressure.

She raised her eyebrows and was about to speak when someone pushed down the brim of her hat suddenly, blocking most of her sight.

"Tsk!"

Jiang Wang turned the brim of his hat back and looked up, Cheng Qi was holding a book and smiling brightly at him.

"Did you take a nap and bald your head, Brother Jiang?"

Cheng Xi didn't have a stool, so he sat on the table, swayed his legs and asked him, "Why do you suddenly remember to wear a hat?"

Jiang Ju sat back lazily, rolling his eyes: "You are bald, can I wear it casually?"

Yu Dongyu also came back while turning the book around, and when he saw Jiang Lu's hat, he was curious and wanted to chat, but there was something even rarer that caught his attention.

"Brother Jiang, what happened to your neck?"

He pointed at Jiang Lu's collarbone: "Why is it red?"

"is it?"

Jiang Lu touched it with his hands, but of course he couldn't touch anything, so he didn't take it seriously: "I don't know, maybe I was bitten by a mosquito while I was sleeping at noon."

"This mosquito is very poisonous."

Cheng Xi only glanced at his neck, then turned back to the hat and said, "It's a big red spot. As expected, mosquitoes are hungry and thirsty in summer."

The hungry mosquito remained silent with a blank face, put away the group list and continued writing the test paper, as if he had never heard of their conversation.

Jiang Wang originally wanted to tease Shen Xiuran again, but now that Cheng Xi came back, he didn't want to expose the fact that he was stuck memorizing every text, and was about to get up and go back, Cheng Xi, who was swaying his legs, didn't know what was going on in his head. The root of the tendon was wrong again, and suddenly attacked him——

"Brother Jiang!"

Cheng Qi nimbly jumped off the table when he was halfway up, and threw his hands straight at his head: "No, I still want to know what treasure is hidden under your hat, Kangkang!"

Jiang Wang was so frightened that he thumped and sat back down again.

His first reaction was that he couldn't be seen with his messy hair like a kennel, so he turned around decisively.

While yelling and threatening "Cheng Xi, if you dare to commit an offense, believe it or not, I will expel you from the Qingjiang gang in minutes!", while recklessly sprinting towards Shen Xiuran's chest to hide.

——until the whole head was arched into his arms, and he hid himself tightly in his coat like a little ostrich.