surface roommate

The ancient literature course was in the third and fourth period, so Fu Wu had a good sleep.When he woke up, Zhou Ziheng was already sitting upright on a chair studying.

He Yongbei and Zhu Ren chose the first and second periods of the ancient literature course, and they went to class early, and there were only Fu Wu and Zhou Ziheng in the dormitory.

Fu Wu's eyes were sleepy: "Morning, Ziheng."

"Morning." Zhou Ziheng was silently reciting "July" from "Book of Songs", and when he heard Fu Wu's voice, he took the time to respond.

Fu Wu turned over, buried his face in the pillow, half asleep and half awake, suddenly felt that compared with Zhou Ziheng, and He Yongbei, he was like a bum who came to college to fool around. Can't get up the energy to study?

Stimulated by Zhou Ziheng, he came to his senses. He reached for his phone and looked at 9:1, which was an hour and 10 minutes before class. He gritted his teeth and decided to get up to study too.Even if you didn't choose this major by yourself, you must study well and get good grades so that you can have the capital to change majors in the future.

After getting out of bed, Fu Wu brushed his teeth and washed his face, trying to get back the wasted time.Back to bed No. 1, I was going to go to the cafeteria to have breakfast with the card, only then did I see a bottle of milk, a boiled egg, a piece of wife cake, a piece of pineapple bread and a fried dough stick on the table.

Yo, who bought it?Is there a snail girl in the dormitory?Legend has it that Tianluo girl, a fairy in heaven, is so beautiful that she quietly cooks rice and boils water every day when young farmers go out to farm, and the two finally become husband and wife.

After a little thought, Fu Wu guessed that the snail girl was roommate Zhou Ziheng. He took a bite of his wife's cake and walked to bed No. 3: "Did you buy this for me?"

Tianluo girl Zhou Ziheng's poem was interrupted again, and he nodded: "Didn't you ask me to bring you a copy yesterday? From now on, as long as I get up early, I will bring it for you."

Zhou Ziheng gets up at six o'clock every morning, or goes to the basketball court for a while, or goes to the Swan Lake to memorize textbook knowledge. His tenacity and perseverance are amazing.He often came back after having breakfast. Yesterday, he forgot the time because he was playing golf, so he didn't eat in the cafeteria. He packed his breakfast and ate it after a hasty shower.

At that time, Fu Wu had just got up from the bed with difficulty, so he casually mentioned a joke: "Brother Ziheng, if it's convenient, bring me a breakfast when I come back later, I'm lazy."

"I also want."

"I want one too."

Zhu Ren and He Yongbei raised their hands one after another, taking advantage of Zhou Ziheng's lack of refutation, they were shameless, so that they can sleep at least 10 minutes more in the morning.

Fu Wu said it and forgot it, but Zhou Ziheng still remembered it, and it was implemented the next day with strong execution.

Fu Wu chewed his wife's cake, drank milk, and ecstatically put his face in front of Zhou Ziheng: "Thank you." He reached out to flip through Zhou Ziheng's book, and asked, "What are you memorizing?"

As soon as he probed, Fu Wu's face was close to Zhou Ziheng's, gently touching each other like two morning breezes.Without realizing it, he turned the page of the book that Zhou Ziheng held between his fingers: ""July", did the teacher say to memorize it?"

Zhou Ziheng's face became hot as if on fire, and he coughed slightly: "I have to carry it on my back."

Fu Wu nodded and returned to his seat to continue eating breakfast.

But Zhou Ziheng was flustered in the wind, restless: "July is on fire, August is on fire, so soft..." Hey, hey, what are he thinking.The tranquility of the morning was completely broken by this incomprehensible Fu Wu brat.

Fu Wu can eat breakfast without going out, and his heart is filled with infinite happiness, as if the garden is suddenly full of spring, he is so proud that he forgets that he has to work hard to get up early, and opens his mobile phone WeChat while eating.

In the 314 dormitory group "All Four Are Empty", Zhu Ren yelled, "I'm starving to death, why don't you finish class?"

Then a "life is hard" emoticon package was sent.

Fu Wu's heart skipped a beat, this breakfast is for me alone, neither Zhu Ren nor He Yongbei?

Zhu Ren was not in the mood for class, so he threw a few emojis into the group: "I will never choose the first and second classes again! If I choose again, I will be a pig!"

Fu Wu's WeChat name is "Wu", and he patted Zhu Ren: "Last time, you were playing a game when choosing a class, and I reminded you to choose it."

Unless the teachers in the first and second classes speak very well and are well-known, students will be willing to get up early to attend the class, otherwise they will squeeze their heads and compete for three or four classes, so that they can stay in bed and get up late in the future.

Zhu Ren threw two "bombs": "Big Brother, Chief Sheriff, Brother Wu, you're awake! Please send me some breakfast!"

He Yongbei froze: "Sleep less than 10 minutes, breakfast is not a dream. I told you to wake up and you ignored me. You deserve it right now if you starve to death."

Zhu Ren: "Before I left, I saw breakfast on Fu Wu's table, so I didn't dare to take it. @舟自heng, you're too biased!"

Fu Wu came out to smooth things over: "I am the head of the house, and it is your duty to respect me."

He couldn't help smiling, and looked sideways at Zhou Ziheng, who was concentrating on reciting ancient poems, and the wife cake in his hand became even more delicious.

……

It was almost time for the third class, Fu Wu and Zhou Ziheng set off together, and happened to meet the class leader, Gao Fang.

After Gao Fang asked Fu Wu to deliver the letter last night, she was always in a state of excitement.

Gao Fang is warm and generous, beautiful and confident, and she is the best among the freshmen.She studied day and night in high school, and teachers and parents watched her closely. She never thought about falling in love. Now that she is in college, she is free and free. She wants a romantic love.

Ever since Zhou Ziheng was selected by the instructor as the representative of standing in the army, Gao Fang couldn't help but have a good impression of this person, a young girl Huaichun, with unlimited expectations.But Zhou Ziheng was unkind, but his roommate Fu Wu was polite and kind.Gao Fang decides to take a roundabout tactic, first conquering the people around her sweetheart, but she didn't expect that a letter with simple words and deep meanings would disappear after being sent.

Last night, Gao Fang waited until twelve o'clock in the middle of the night. Before that, she was entangled a hundred times and a thousand times, and sent Zhou Ziheng a message to ask?No, if he is also interested, he will definitely take the initiative to contact me; if he is not interested, I will take the initiative to be boring.

Could it be that Fu Wu didn't deliver the letter to Zhou Ziheng?

After twelve o'clock, Gao Fang finally couldn't bear it, and sent a message to ask Fu Wu.

At that time, Fu Wuzheng played games with Xu Ruzhi, his best friend in high school, and returned to her only after winning a game.Afraid of hurting the little girl's self-esteem, Fu Wu said carefully: "My task has been completed, but the other party is indifferent. The two lines are parallel and will never intersect. I advise you to find another intersecting line."

Fu Wu couldn't speak polite words, but thought of a sentence in mathematics, so he could only say it tactfully.

Gao Fang replied "Thank you" and said nothing more.No one knew that she hadn't slept all night and secretly shed tears.From childhood to adulthood, she has been going smoothly, and she has never had anything unsatisfactory in terms of grades and life. She never expected that when she went to college, she liked someone for the first time and was rejected silently.

The next day she wore a bright yellow dress, pretending like nothing happened, but she met Zhou Ziheng and Fu Wu on a narrow road.There was still light in that person, but he was too far away from her.She suddenly felt that she was stupid, too proactive, too late, she really shouldn't have taken the initiative to hand over that love letter, regretting so much that she wanted to hit the wall.

But fortunately, at least she was not rejected face to face by Zhou Ziheng, nor was she known by a fourth person, so there would be no rumors.

Gao Fang took a long detour to avoid the two people, and now she doesn't have the courage to face them directly.

Fu Wu understood the secret, so he saw through it without revealing it. He stared at Zhou Ziheng who had a calm face and asked, "I really want to know what you look like in front of your girlfriend, are you so cold?"

Zhou Ziheng didn't answer the question of whether he has a girlfriend last night, and Fu Wu couldn't break the casserole and asked again, so he simply made a detour.

The enigmatic man in front of him turned his head and looked at him: "You also think I'm cold?"

"I... Actually, I don't think so. After all, I'm talkative. But that's what other people say about you."

Zhou Ziheng: "Oh, it doesn't matter what other people think, as long as you don't think I'm aloof."

These words sound so weird... Fu Wu was instantly stunned to see the fruit on the tree.Wait, why didn't this guy fall into my trap and answer how he gets along with his girlfriend!Is there an object?

When Zhou Ziheng, who was smiling at the corner of his mouth, came to the front, Fu Wu came to his senses, I'm too old, and I don't live by the sea, so why don't I care so much?

Um, Xun'an University is right by the sea, and when you leave the west gate and cross the overpass, you will find the beach and the sea.That being said, I really live by the sea.So it's reasonable for me to be so lenient, and as the head of the room, to care about the emotional problems of the roommates.

After figuring it out, Fu Wu quickened his pace and followed Zhou Ziheng along the shade of the tree.

The College of Humanities usually has few courses and few homework. Compared with colleges of economics and management, it is easier to learn. It doesn’t even matter if some people don’t go to class for a week. Therefore, the College of Humanities is jokingly called a “nursing home”.But Xiao Jiusi, the sophomore senior, warned Fu Wu that the School of Humanities is "the final crematorium of the nursing home", and if he wants to really study well, he has to read a lot of books on weekdays.

But the freshmen are all prisoners just out of the cage, who would like to guard the books every day like the senior year, at least Fu Wu is not willing.

Sitting in the classroom, listening to the teacher buzzing, looking at the classical Chinese in the textbook, he fell asleep, but Zhou Ziheng next to him was focused, and from time to time he took out his mobile phone to look up the words the teacher mentioned.

Fu Wu lay on the table and looked up at Zhou Ziheng who was taking notes: "I only scored 109 in Chinese in the college entrance examination, and He Yongbei scored 129, which is 20 points higher than me. If I score more than 20 points, I can go to the National People's Congress. Your Chinese Isn’t it tall too? I see that you also like these classical Chinese poems and songs.”

Zhou Ziheng stopped the pen in his hand, looked down at Fu Wushui's lingering eyes and baby fat face: "132 points."

Fu Wu gave a silent "wow", straightened up slightly in shock, gave Zhou Ziheng a thumbs up, and said goodbye.

"But I'm not very good at math, only 115 points."

"Tsk tsk, you're actually partial to subjects." Fu Wu patted his chest lightly and grinned, "I got 145 in math. If you don't understand advanced math, you can ask me."

At Xun'an University, most of the majors have to study advanced mathematics for at least one semester, and liberal arts colleges such as the School of Humanities and the School of Public Affairs study the simplest version, which is a piece of cake for Fu Wu.

Zhou Ziheng twitched the corner of his mouth lightly, tapped the table with his pen, and signaled Fu Wu to listen carefully.

Fu Wu could hear "Li Sao" and "Mountain Ghost" in his left ear and out in his right ear, which made people think of "reciting the whole text" in middle school, which was very noisy.

But when the teacher said, "There is a view that Qu Yuan broke his sleeves, and "Li Sao" is a love poem he wrote to King Huai of Chu", Fu Wu immediately cheered up, listened carefully, and searched the Internet. History is quietly deleted.

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