can i borrow your white paint

The students were too arrogant, Liu Ni couldn't swallow this breath, and killed the staff office without even caring about the class.

Fortunately, Ji Xiangbai was there at that time, Mr. Lei and Feng Xiao went to other schools to study, so Ji Xiangbai was given a chance to make big things smaller.

When Ji Xiangbai had no choice but to call Fang Hengzhi's mother, the person was sleeping on a chair in the cultural corridor.

Cheng Yi really admired his mentality, which is really not something ordinary people can learn.

He sighed, and tried to close his eyes to learn from this person, but as soon as the eyelids closed, they trembled uncontrollably, and he didn't feel sleepy at all.

"Tsk." Opening his eyes irritably, he took out his phone.

It's time for class now, and the school was quiet. He checked WeChat and Facebook, and found that the only person who might be online at this time was Lai Xiao.

But Grandma Lai Xiao has been in poor health recently, and he spends almost half of the day in the hospital, so it's not good to disturb her at this time.

Cheng Yi sighed, thinking that God really wanted him to learn.

The fingertips poked on the screen of the mobile phone and opened "Hundred Words".

Nothing to do, just memorize words.

Because of the sudden incident, the earphones were left upstairs and were not taken off, and the software had no sound and was almost impossible to recite, so he only turned on the minimum volume, trying not to disturb the rest of the guy who slept like a pig.

The twenty words were written very quickly, and it was over in a while. Cheng Yi thought about it and planned to add another twenty.

Before I touched the screen with my finger, I heard a muffled voice from beside me: "Why do you always recite English?"

"Fuck!" The sound came so suddenly, Cheng Yi was so frightened that his hands shook, and the phone slipped out of his palm in an instant.

"! Fang Hengzhi!!" He couldn't help shouting.

"Hey, I'm here." Fang Hengzhi was also taken aback for a moment, then stretched out his arm, and quickly caught the phone that was about to shatter, "Here."

Cheng Yi took the phone and kicked it by the way: "What's wrong with you?"

Knowing that he was wrong, Fang Heng patted the ashes on his leg and simply admitted his mistake: "I was wrong."

"I've heard too much of your confession." Cheng Yi turned off Bai Ci Zhan, "It didn't even work once."

"..." Fang Hengzhi felt that his personality and credit were threatened, "I think you can trust me again."

Cheng Yi laughed noncommittally, full of irony.

He didn't talk to him, he lazily leaned against the pillar beside him, closed his eyes and rested his mind, and glanced at his phone from time to time, in case Ji Xiangbai called him and he didn't answer.

"Are you sleepy?" Fang Hengzhi asked.

"Not sleepy." Cheng Yi closed his eyes and said, "But I don't want to write words anymore, so I squint for a while."

"You don't have to type words." Fang Hengzhi pulled out his phone and took it into his hand, "You should make up for your science. I'll download a software for you to study mathematics, physics and chemistry, and you can unlock it for me. "

Cheng Yi shrank his neck, and stretched out a hand very impatiently.

Looking at the claw hanging in the air, Fang Heng held it knowingly, and asked softly, "That finger?"

"Both the thumb and the middle finger are fine." Cheng Yi replied casually.

"... Awesome." There are not many people who set their fingerprint unlocking as the middle finger.

Fang Hengzhi held his hand, hooked his little finger, raised his middle finger, placed it on the screen to unlock it.

Cheng Yi gave a soft "tsk", and raised one eyelid to look at him: "Is my thumb broken? You have to pick my middle finger to unlock it?"

"No." Fang Hengzhi flipped through his app store, "It's the first time I've encountered such an unlock, it's too rare, I want to try."

"..." Cheng Yi turned his head, feeling his temples throbbing.

This bastard thing is so fucking annoying.

There are trees near the cultural corridor of No. [-] Middle School. As summer approaches, the sound of cicadas gradually begins to sing around.

The voice was neither loud nor quiet, but Cheng Yi couldn't open his eyelids as he listened.

Pretty hypnotic, he thought drowsily.

The cultural corridor is far away from the teaching building. In just 10 minutes after class, almost no students will come here, otherwise it would be too late to run back and forth.

So I slept very peacefully this time, and when I opened my eyes again, the sun had risen to the right sky.

The sunlight scattered randomly through the gaps in the leaves, and Cheng Yi was a little dazed by the light. He rubbed his eyes for a long time before he woke up slowly.

The moment he opened his eyes, Fang Hengzhi came in while playing with his mobile phone.

"..." He woke up, "Why is my phone still with you?"

Hearing this, Fang Heng raised his head and said with a smile, "Are you awake?"

"Yeah." Cheng Yi took the Coke he handed over.

"Let me help you set up the software you just downloaded." Fang Hengzhi passed the screen of the phone towards him, "This software is very easy to use, I have made it according to your level, so that you won't be confused You won’t be able to force anything.”

"I feel like you're insulting me..." Cheng Yi took the phone and saw the time in the upper left corner as soon as he glanced at it.

"???" He was shocked, "Fuck! I slept for over an hour?!"

"Well, don't be so surprised," Fang Hengzhi kicked his shoes, "Believe in yourself, you have great potential."

"Yes, but it's not necessary. After all, it's worse than you." Cheng Yi hooked the corners of his mouth with a half-smile, "You've been playing with my phone for an hour? You won't be secretly looking at my other apps, right?"

"Who do you think I am? I closed it for you halfway, and guessed the password later." Speaking of this, Fang Hengzhi's tone was unconsciously proud, "I guessed it right the second time. Already!"

"Wow, then you are awesome." Cheng Yi clapped expressionlessly.

Fang Hengzhi said modestly: "It's okay, after all, it's too easy for you who use your birthday as a password to guess."

"Then you only guessed it the second time?" Cheng Yi didn't think it was very offensive that the phone password was guessed, because he inexplicably believed that this person would not do such a thing of peeking at other people's privacy.

He was more curious: "What did you guess the first time?"

Fang Hengzhi smiled shyly: "It's my birthday."

Cheng Yi: "..."

This is fucking unbelievable: "Who gave you the confidence to guess like this? Beiming's Kun is not as big as your face."

"That's what you said," Fang Hengzhi gave him a reproachful look, then touched his face, as if heartbroken, "It hurts."

"..." Cheng Yi took a deep breath, "Fang Heng knows, if I die unexpectedly one day, it must be disgusted by you."

Fang Heng was delighted, hooked his neck and laughed for a long time.

"Don't be mad at me." Cheng Yi pushed him away in disgust, "You weren't here just now, were you? What were you doing?"

"You discovered all of this?" Fang Hengzhi moved away, pressed his eyelids, and said foolishly, "I was called over by Teacher Ji, and my mother and I staged a scene of deep love between mother and child."

"..."

Looking at Virtue, you can think of what kind of "mother and child love" with your toes.

Cheng Yi pinched the bridge of his nose, thinking that if I had such a son, I could give him a discount on his legs.

Fang Heng saw him like this, and said sensitively: "Are you scolding me in your heart?"

"How could it be?" Cheng Yi hypocritically said, "It's too late for me to love you."

His tone was extremely disgusting, so disgusting that the facial muscles of a shameless person trembled.

"Brother Yi, don't do this, it's scary."

Hearing this, Cheng Yi instantly returned to his normal state, and said coldly, "What did Brother Bai tell your mother? He didn't call me?"

"One of them educated me gently and tactically, and the other educated me aggressively and insultingly." Fang Hengzhi sighed and said plaintively, "He didn't call you, but told you to rest and relax."

Cheng Yi couldn't help laughing.

Fang Hengzhi made a generous choice not to bother with him: "However, I won the opportunity for us to live together."

"..." As soon as I mentioned this, I really regretted it.

Cheng Yi had a heart attack, and sighed slightly: "What did you say?"

"You say your home is close to here, so it's convenient for me to study, prepare for the final exam, and strive to become a blockbuster." Fang Hengzhi said, "Oh, and make progress with my deskmate!"

"You might as well say that you hate me and want to piss me off." Cheng Yi took out a key from his pocket and threw it to him. "Go back to my house at night. I have something to do in the afternoon and I have to skip class."

A ring of keys clattered together, Fang Hengzhi caught them accurately, raised his head and asked, "Can you tell me your whereabouts?"

"The weather is getting hotter, I'm going to buy Cheng Moutong a summer quilt."

The child Cheng Moutong is very similar to Cheng Yi, they are very afraid of heat, except when they are not at home, otherwise the air conditioner is usually turned off in summer.

But Cheng Moutong had more things to do than Cheng Yi, so he didn't cover him with towels or blankets, but just covered him with smooth and comfortable cotton quilts.

And the small quilt was not kept for a long time, and had to be changed every year. Cheng Yi had no choice but to buy it for him.

Fang Hengzhi rubbed his chin, then raised his head as if remembering something and asked, "Brother Yi, where do I sleep at your house?"

"Do you still have to ask?" Cheng Yi looked at him, feeling that this question was superfluous, "Can't you pick out the floor and the sofa?"

Fang Hengzhi: "...Then am I a little pitiful?"

"I fucking think you're hateful."

Ignoring this person, Cheng Yi turned around and walked to the carport behind the school.

The low wall behind the carport is the only wall in No. [-] without a grid, which is easy to climb.

This road is not easy to walk, but it can't stand the boldness of Yigao people. If it weren't for the strict management of the school, this low wall would have been stepped down.

Although Linwan Road is lively, it is still just a residential street. If you want to talk about a large shopping mall, there will definitely not be one.

So he picked up a shared bicycle and rode all the way to the shopping area three kilometers away.

The prices here are cheaper than those in the city center, and the quality is good. How to put it, it is quite economical.

"Grandma, let me take a look at the quilt." Cheng Yi turned to a very simple shop with ease, and greeted the old lady who sold three-piece bedding sets with fleece as soon as he entered the door. He seemed very familiar.

"I bought it for my younger brother?" The old lady in front of the counter hunched over, smiled and walked over on a crutch, "Come here, baby, and grandma will take you to pick it from the warehouse."

"Hey, thank you grandma." Cheng Yi smiled and walked over to support her, "Go slowly."

This store was visited by Cheng Yi for four years. Although the grandmother still couldn't remember his name, she still remembered his face and knew Cheng Moutong's two faces.

Every time he comes, he will take him to the back warehouse to pick out, where there are many kinds of patterns.

"Grandma bought some more recently?" Cheng Yi looked at the pile of unopened snakeskin bags and sighed, "There are so many, didn't you ask anyone to help?"

The old grandma smiled: "I am quite strong, how can I need help from others?"

Cheng Yi sighed.

He is very clear about this grandma's physical condition. She dares to do heavy work with her back bent like this. It's really nonsense.

But he also understands the old lady very well. It costs about two or three hundred to hire someone to move things. The money is hard to earn, and the old man is reluctant to spend it.

He took off his coat, and started to untie the rope at the mouth of the snakeskin bag: "I'll take it out for you."

"Oh!" The old man hurried forward to stop him, "No need, I can do it myself, why don't you go home soon?"

"I'll be here all day." Cheng Yi smiled, and helped her go outside, "You rest first, I'll come out after packing up, very quickly."

The grandma had been selling him at purchase price for four years, and he didn't mind doing the little favor.

The old man looked quite embarrassed, but he couldn't resist him, so he sighed and said, "Then grandma treats you to lunch?"

"Okay." Cheng Yi responded very readily.

There were a lot of things in the warehouse, and Cheng Yi went back in after finishing half of the work, and then went in again, and it was already past three o'clock in the afternoon when he came out again.

In his hand, he walked to the counter with a small quilt that Wangwang team made great contributions to: "Grandma, pay the bill."

The old man glanced at it, immediately waved his hands and smiled and said, "This is very cheap, I will give it to you, but please don't be polite to grandma, otherwise grandma will be embarrassed to ask you to help next time."

Just as Cheng Yi wanted to say that this was inappropriate, he raised his eyes and saw a pillow hanging on the wall.

Sensing his gaze, the old grandma also looked over, and smiled when she saw the pillow: "Do you like it?"

Cheng Yi casually said "um", "It's very suitable for me as a friend."

The pillow is not a pillowcase, but an all-in-one pillow, with an orange-red background, embellished with some warm yellow, white and dark brown, so that people can tell at a glance that this is an abstract fox.

Almost the first time he saw it, he thought of a certain mallet.

"Take it if you like it." The old grandma smiled, "Grandma will give it to you."

Cheng Yi touched his nose, hesitated for a while, and took it down: "No, grandma, I'll keep that little quilt, I have to pay for it."

The old man couldn't push the young man, so they each took a step back and paid in half.

When walking back with the pillow in his arms, Cheng Yi began to regret it.

Once I bought this pillow, I don't know how high the tail of the product can be.

Moreover, this kind of pillow is comfortable to sleep on, and the price is not beautiful. If the old lady didn't discount it in half, he would die of pain.

But Fang Hengzhi didn't feel bad for such a configuration.

That is a young master, a living ancestor, a little prince who grew up with a golden key in his mouth. It is really aggrieved to live in his small dilapidated house.

Fortunately, the little prince is not hypocritical, easy to feed, if given a big steamed bun, he might complain about it and swallow it.

This rich second generation is very down-to-earth.

Thinking of this, Cheng Yi rarely praised this guy in his heart.

It's not without flaws.

There was a pause on the way home, and he remembered that he had given Fang Heng the key.

Mistake, he thought he would stay in this mall until late.

After wandering around aimlessly, he decided to go to the video game store to pick up a doll first.

Clipping dolls is an entertainment project, regardless of age or gender, it is really fun.

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