surface roommate

He Yongbei in bed No. 2 was dressed in Hanfu, with a gentle manner like an ancient man, which really surprised Fu Wu.He is a typical type of "poetry and calligraphy in his stomach", and he speaks well. For example, when he met Fu Wu, he spoke in half classical Chinese and half vernacular: "Hello, Brother Fu, Brother Fu has a beautiful face and a high spirit, and I can live with you." A dormitory is my little brother's luck."

Fu Wu smiled awkwardly. He could solve the last math question of the college entrance examination on the spot, but he didn't have much ink in his stomach, so he couldn't say anything similar, so he said mechanically: "I am the same, Sansheng is lucky." He said Picking up a brick-heavy book "Song Ci" on He Yongbei's desk, he asked, "You brought all these books? Are they not heavy?"

The ancient man He Yongbei stacked several thick books, wiped the sweat from his forehead, and drew out his tone: "No—heavy, I didn't finish memorizing these during the summer vacation, so it won't bring me any anxiety."

Back... back?Isn't the summer vacation after the college entrance examination used to play in the dark?Why are you still studying?Just learn, you memorize such a thick book?It is simply unreasonable.

Fu Wu turned his head to look at the impoverished table in bed No. 1, without even a black signature pen.He repented silently in his heart: Only this kind of person can study in the Chinese Department, and I am not worthy.

Bed No. 4 Zhu Ren is a local. He is not tall, has pimples on his face, and wears famous brands. He is obviously a wealthy young man.

He is familiar with everyone, and he gnawed on the duck leg and joked: "He Yongbei, looking at your outfit, you should be able to write a seven-step poem, why don't you write a poem to praise this delicious duck leg."

He Yongbei: "The poor boy can only recite poems but not compose. Even if he can do it, he won't bow down for five buckets of rice...cough, he won't bow down for duck legs."

Fu Wu leaned against the bed ladder, gnawed duck legs silently to watch the show, and initially came to a conclusion that dealing with these two people was much more worry-free than dealing with Zhou Ziheng, at least he didn't have to worry about being left alone.

Zhou Ziheng didn't come back until evening.Fu Wu felt inexplicably reunited after a long absence: "Why did you go? I haven't seen anyone for a day."

Zhou Ziheng put down his schoolbag and squeezed his shoulders: "It's nothing."

Yo, be mysterious!

Fu Wu is not the kind of character who breaks the casserole and asks the bottom line, so he didn't pursue it. He observed it quietly for a few seconds and saw that Zhou Ziheng's expression was normal. Tent pitching event.

Fu Wu hung his heart for a day before letting go, at least his reputation was temporarily preserved.

He Yongbei came out of the bathroom after taking a shower, saw Zhou Ziheng, and said "wow": "Here comes another handsome guy, 314 is really fluffy, hello, hello, He Yongbei."

Zhou Ziheng nodded towards him, and said in a cold tone, "Zhou Ziheng."

He Yongbei thought for a moment, and suddenly smiled: "The spring tide brings rain and comes late, and the wild crossing is unmanned. The name is wonderful."

Zhou Ziheng said "I'm sorry", without further greetings, he took his clothes and went to the bathroom to take a shower.

This person is really indifferent to his bones, he treats everyone the same.

When I lived in high school, the lights were turned off at 12 o'clock. Now I live a university life with the lights off and the Internet constantly.

Lying on the bed, the four of them held the first first sleeper meeting in the 314 dormitory of Lixue No. [-] Building. From the college entrance examination to Xun’an’s scenic spots and delicacies, from the cafeteria food to the Anti-Japanese War, from sports to The animal world is full of laughter and laughter.

Zhou Ziheng in bed No. 3 lay on the bed and didn't play with his mobile phone, and he rarely participated in chatting. He only answered a question when others asked him, and even the sound of breathing was so light that he could hardly hear it, which made people wonder whether he was still alive.

Tonight, Fu Wu had the bed all by himself, it didn't matter how he tossed and turned, he was free and happy.

While he was fighting with his high school friends, he talked about what kind of people the three roommates were; on the other hand, he participated in the dormitory talk meeting, and heard He Yongbei recite a poem "After Enrollment" by Meng Jiao, a poet of the Tang Dynasty. Horseshoe disease, I can see all the flowers in Chang'an in one day", which is their complacent mood at the moment.

Fu Wu really admired He Yongbei, with so many poems and songs in his head, and he just opened his mouth, which is both appropriate and not stuck.

Zhu Ren suddenly brought up a sensitive topic: "Do you have any girlfriends? Let me confess first, I don't. In the past four years, I must find a girlfriend."

Fu Wu truthfully confessed: "I don't have one." How could he easily find a partner in this situation?Even if there is, I can't say it.

He Yongbei spoke proudly: "I have, my girlfriend is my high school classmate, and now she is studying at our Normal University."

Boys can't help but want to show off in this regard, especially if the two roommates in front of them don't have a date, but He Yongbei does, so they can't show off like a peacock spreading their tails.

Zhu Ren was lying down, but after hearing He Yongbei's words, he got up and joked: "I can't tell. You look like a weak scholar, and there are all kinds of love affairs behind your back. Look at Ren Fu Wu, with a handsome face, must have been written love letters to him, and he did not lose his dignity."

Fu Wuzheng sent a message to Xu Zhizhang, complaining about his roommate Zhu Ren as "excessively lively and outspoken". Hearing his nonsensical words, he smiled and cursed: "Bah, what do you mean by losing your virginity? I think you owe it to me!"

Zhu Ren asked in a serious manner: "He Yongbei, is your girlfriend as refined as you are? You watch the snow, the stars and the moon together, from poetry to philosophy of life?"

He Yongbei could hear the teasing in Zhu Ren's words, but refused to say it, and pulled the corner of the quilt politely: "No comment."

Zhu Ren slept on bed No. 4, which was connected end to end with Zhou Ziheng's No. 3 bed.He stomped the end of the bed with his foot: "Big handsome guy Zhou Ziheng, you must have a girlfriend, right?"

Fu Wu also waited for a while, but he didn't hear anything, so he whispered: "I guess he fell asleep, don't ask."

"Yes." Zhou Ziheng's low voice came from bed No. 3, but it could be heard clearly in the whole dormitory.

Zhu Ren became interested: "Sure enough, as I expected, all girls like you who are handsome and aloof. Your girlfriend must be very good-looking, please post the photos in the group to see."

With Zhou Ziheng's rigid character, how could he obey Zhu Ren, and his tone was freezing cold: "No photos, sleep."

Fu Wu felt his heart skip a beat, and he couldn't tell what it felt like, like his hand was caught by a door suddenly, it didn't hurt, but the skin was broken.

He lost his mind for a moment, and then laughed at himself in his heart: he really is a straight man of steel!Bai "accompanied|slept" last night!No wonder he looked as usual, and he didn't feel anything about what happened last night, so I don't have to take it to heart from now on.

He raised his right hand, pillowed it under his head, and smiled: "In one dormitory, two people have taken off their singles, and half of them are separated. Zhu Ren, we have to work harder."

"It's easy for you to find, but it's hard for me." Zhu Ren was not confident about his appearance and height.

Fu Wu wanted to say "I'm more difficult to find than you", but it was inconvenient to say so, so he could only keep silent and continue swiping his phone.Xu Zhizhang sent a funny video, Fu Wu was indifferent after watching it, and replied two or six words without any emotion:

Hahahaha.

good night.

Then turn off the mobile network and go to sleep.

Waking up the next day, forgetting what he said last night, Fu Wu returned to normal, full of beautiful visions for the next four years, and then under the scorching sun, he took the camouflage uniform and was ready to start Half a month of military training.

Just from the dormitory to the building of the Humanities College, it is hot and dry, and I wish I could take a shower ten times a day. It is hard to imagine how painful the military training will be afterwards.

Sure enough, on the first day, we gathered at the station and shouted slogans in a military posture, and we were exhausted.They are all pampered for a summer vacation, who can bear to scream in the sun.

He Yongbeihua used Wang Wei's poem to describe this tragic scene: "The red sun is all over the sky, and the fire clouds form mountains. The flesh | body is scorched, and the tongue is exhausted."

Under the tragic image, the iced mung bean paste in the cafeteria and the watermelon in the supermarket quickly ran out, and the ability of the freshmen was even stronger than when they were in high school.

Fu Wu sat in the dormitory with the air conditioner blowing on, and after eating mouthfuls of cold watermelon, he felt his soul coming back from his body.

"Go get your hair cut." Zhou Ziheng took off his camouflage jacket.

Fu Wu threw the watermelon rind into the trash can, slumped on the chair, motionless, half dead, and said, "Wait, it's still early, let's rest first."

During the day, the instructor sternly criticized that the hair of many students was like a chicken coop and had to be cut short before the military training tomorrow.Zhu Ren's head was the chicken coop that was criticized by name. Although the hair of Fu Wu, Zhou Ziheng, and He Yongbei was not long enough to raise chickens, they all had to be cut.

As if Zhou Ziheng couldn't feel the pain of military training, he didn't drink mung bean paste or watermelon. He just drank a few sips of water in his glass when he came back: "If you don't go, you'll have to queue until midnight."

Makes sense, thousands of people are getting their hair cut tonight.

Fu Wu turned his head and took a look at Zhou Ziheng, and found that this man's face was already dark, and he couldn't help but want to laugh. It was only a day after the military training. Wouldn't it be black in half a month?

It's a pity that he didn't get what he wanted. Zhou Ziheng got tanned on the first day, and it was still the same for the next fourteen days. Oh my god, it's white again, otherwise Prince Fu would have to use some whitening products.

As Zhou Ziheng expected, the barber shop was crowded with people, all wearing military training uniforms and queuing up with red and dark faces.The barber didn't have time to make a fine trim and trim, so he straightened it with a clipper. After pushing it one by one, everyone became the same cut.

He Yongbei is usually neat, but this time he procrastinated, saying "I don't want to cut it, I don't want to cut it", and when he was sitting in the barber chair, he kept reminding the barber "Don't cut it too short".The barber's hands were sore and numb, and he didn't have time and patience to look carefully, so he directly mass-produced them.

The mass-produced He Yongbei's head is like a rugby ball, pointed. It turns out that his temples are sunken, his cheekbones are high, his hair is short, and the shortcomings of his entire head are exposed.

Zhu Ren sneered at him severely, saying that he is "a Yuanmou man who has not yet evolved into a human form".

He Yongbei knew his shortcomings, felt ashamed and ashamed, and couldn't think of anything to refute for a while.

Fu Wu couldn't bear Zhu Ren's quick words to hurt others, so he said with a smile, "Yuanmou people are our ancestors. Zhu Ren, if you say that, you should call Yongbei Grandpa."

Seeing Fu Wu facing him, He Yongbei twisted Zhu Ren's hand half-jokingly and half-seriously, and said, "Call Grandpa."

Of course Zhu Ren refused, the two wrestled together and laughed together.

As soon as the barber greeted him, Fu Wu sat on the chair, the sound of the clipper buzzed, and the hair fell down one by one.He said to He Yongbei and Zhu Ren: "It's almost 11 o'clock, you two go back to take a shower first, so that the four of you don't go back to the dormitory together."

Fu Wu originally had a refreshing hairstyle with broken bangs, which was very age-reducing. He looked like a freshman and sophomore in high school. The curved eyes are the most eye-catching.

Sitting on the sofa, Zhou Ziheng looked at Fu Wu in the mirror, and couldn't help but be dazzled.

The author has something to say:

Zhou Ziheng has no girlfriend!No object!He is a liar!

HE, please collect it