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, suddenly evoked a smile, took a step back, and bowed slightly to pay tribute to him, "I will dedicate it to you, my stepping stone."

After Fu Wensheng returned to Zhoumi Garden, he went straight to the gymnasium on the first floor.It is said to be a gym, but in fact the equipment inside has not been fully equipped until today, only a treadmill.

Fu Wensheng recalled roughly, and found that he hadn't exercised much since he moved.He thinks this is not good, and not exercising is not conducive to long-term survival.

Fu Wensheng set the target mileage and pace, and started jogging, maintaining a steady breathing rhythm.When he ran two kilometers, his back began to sweat.

He retraced the trajectory of his day in his mind, thinking that it was somewhat off the track he imagined.

Especially Gan Hezhi, in a new environment, unexpectedly had new struggles so quickly.

And he was caught talking about conditions by a high school student, in the final analysis, it was thanks to Gan Hezhi.

Fu Wensheng felt that he might have underestimated how troublesome Qian Hezhi was.But there are some things he can do and some things he can't.At that point, Troublemaker will have to do something on his own.

This is the lesson of normal human growth, he thought.

After running for four to ten minutes, Fu Wensheng lowered the speed, walked slowly on the treadmill for a while, and then returned to the second floor to take a shower.After washing up, he finally felt a little more relaxed.

He went downstairs with the changed clothes, went to the balcony, and stuffed the clothes into two washing machines, one big and one small.

A small package of unopened laundry tablets was exposed under the base of the washing machine. Fu Wensheng picked it up and remembered that he accidentally dropped it before the National Day holiday.

Fu Wensheng followed this memory point, remembering that he had just washed up at that time, and was ready to wash with his clothes, but was interrupted by a phone call from Xiang Qi.

Fu Wensheng noticed something was wrong.

Because he vaguely remembered that after he went to answer Xiang Qi's call, he seemed to forget about doing laundry.

But now the clothes were gone, not thrown away, but returned clean to his cloakroom.

Fu Wensheng first thought about the housekeeper's style of work, and then thought of the ready-made snail boy in Building 111.The snail boy likes to wash clothes by hand, especially the clothes in summer are light and thin.

Fu Wensheng had a not-so-good guess. He thought that not only his coat, but even the underwear he was wearing had been hand-washed by the snail boy.

Even Fu Wensheng, who was as calm as Fu Wensheng, couldn't help trembling his hands when he saw the possibility of the truth.

He felt that this little troublesome spirit was an uncontrollable variable repeatedly jumping around at the edge of his cognition.

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38. No.30 Seven Sections

The moon is so round tonight.

Gan Hezhi was burying his head in digging out textbooks and homework from his schoolbag when a hand suddenly appeared from next to his ear, pressed a card and stuck it on the table, and slid from the nearest edge of the table to the far corner of the table.

The moment Gan Hezhi suddenly appeared in his hand, he was frightened for a moment, and then followed the track of the card blankly, like a fish biting the hook.

"Your student ID card, do it."

Qian Hezhi was welded in place by this disgusting address, and it took him a long time to react. He glanced back and found that it was Meng Chao, so he replied softly, "Thank you."

Liu Jing, the king of gossip in the eight classes, quickly copied his homework and appeared, "Hey——I smell adultery!"

Meng Chao ignored the gossiping gazes of Liu Jing and the people around him, and asked Gan Hezhi, "Why don't you ask me where I picked it up?"

When Meng Chao asked questions, he stood behind Gan Hezhi's seat, bent slightly, and lowered his head to talk to him. The distance between the two of them was a little close, and they didn't avoid their classmates.

Gan Hezhi also bowed his head, put away his student ID card, and knew that the ears around him had already been pricked up without looking, not to mention Liu Jing's yelling, which was simply ordering the world's ears to have fun here.

Gan Hezhi thought that the time he had procrastinated was enough for Meng Chao to return to her seat, but unexpectedly, she waited with such a posture and distance.

Gan Hezhi felt frustrated for a while, because he always thought that Meng Chao was different from other classmates, and although their relationship was not good, at least she didn't like to embarrass him like others.

But she just didn't retreat at the moment, as if she didn't notice his embarrassment.

Gan Hezhi always felt that there was a trap in front of him, but he had only one way to go, so he closed his eyes and gritted his teeth and stepped on it, "Where did you pick it up?" He asked quickly and vaguely.

"Your brother gave it to me. I just met him."

The expression on Gan Hezhi's face was blank for a second, and then he quickly looked outside the classroom, trying to find Fu Wensheng's shadow.

Meng Chao stepped on Gan Hezhi's chair and returned to his seat, "Don't look for it, let's go early."

The dormant storm suddenly broke through the calm surface, "I saw it! Just now! That handsome guy! He was talking to Mengmeng at the back door! He is tall and has long legs! He must be 1.8 meters five! He is super handsome in white casual clothes!"

"Damn Mengmeng, that's not your boyfriend! I told you earlier, I'm fucked!"

"Are you handsome! Do you have a picture! Why didn't I see it!"

"I photographed, I secretly photographed!"

"let me see!"

Meng Chao shrugged, "It's the first time I've seen him too. It's Brother Gangan who came to give him his student ID card."

Meng Chao calmly explained, but the voice of gossiping became louder instead, "What are you doing! Why are you being so intimate all of a sudden! Do you want to do it!"

"Meng Chao! You just said that you have taken a fancy to my brother and decided to start with my brother! I didn't expect you to be such a person!"

"Mengmeng, you can't do it! Let me do it! Why don't you look over here! Give me your brother's contact information!"

Gan Hezhi listened to the inexplicable "dry dry", every time it sounded, the tip of his heart trembled slightly.

Until the tremors were so frequent that he gradually lost his sense of reality. Although his mind knew that it was calling him, his eyes rose outside his body, looking at circles of ripples and inexplicable stones.

His desk and chair were left out like garbage, but only 10 minutes ago.

Gan Hezhi couldn't help but wonder if this was their new trick to tease people.

Suddenly, the homeroom teacher's fierce roar sounded from the back door of the classroom, "You can be heard in the whole building! The other classes are all studying quietly! You are just like the uncles and aunts of the group vegetable market!"

With a sound of joining in the fun and asking for contact information, he pulled the brakes, Gan Hezhi's eyes sank quickly, returned to his body, and Qian Hezhi subconsciously looked in the direction of Meng Chao.

Meng Chao seemed to have eyes on his back, while the head teacher was walking towards the podium, he turned his head secretly, looked back with a smile, and then blinked his right eye at Gan Hezhi inexplicably.

Dry and at a loss.

The head teacher took advantage of the fact that the foreign language teacher who was assigned to self-study this morning had not yet arrived in the class, and began to talk about it as a cliché when he came back from the holiday and quickly put his heart into learning.The students in the class listened too much, and the left ear went in and the right ear went out, so they had to dig out their ears in public.

Gan Hezhi's eyes fell on the chalk box on the podium. Although he didn't lose his patience like his classmates who grew up, he was still distracted.

He sneaked a sideways glance ahead, then quickly looked away, afraid of being discovered.

"Bring home the report card for the parents to read..." The head teacher's voice sounded vaguely, like a street lamp after nightfall, without a clear outline, "It's just a blink of an eye from the second year to the third year in high school. Since you want to stay Taking the exam in China is different from the students in the international class, cheer me up, be serious, and put your heart into it."

When Gan Hezhi heard the report card, he felt something was wrong dully.

When the results were announced before the holiday, Gan Hezhi's attention was all on the fact that he was at the bottom of the grade.

Now that he reacted belatedly, he quietly glanced at the high ponytail standing obliquely in front of him, and wondered, why would a student with such a high score be in Class [-]?

When Gan Hezhi returned to the dormitory at night, his roommates hadn't come back yet, so he went to the bathroom to wash up.

After washing, he brushed his hair hastily twice, put a towel on his shoulders, and sat down at the desk to start his homework.

Drops of water dripped onto the paper and tabletop, forming large and small circles.He wiped it twice and left it alone.

He was preoccupied with things and couldn't calm down. After writing half of the test paper with difficulty, he simply put down his pen, put his mobile phone in his pocket, ran to the balcony, and closed the door with his backhand.

The residential area under construction in the north is dark, but the road extending northward outside the east gate is brightly lit. The two rows of street lights illuminating the road meander neatly into the distance, and they serve as guides at night.

The door of the dormitory opened and closed, there was a washing machine working "boom", and some people were singing strange songs with their throats squeezed.

Accompanied by many strange background sounds, Gan Hezhi dialed Fu Wensheng's number.

"First... Sir..." The call was connected too quickly, and Gan Hezhi couldn't react.

"Well, what?"

"I got my student ID card." Gan Hezhi reported to Fu Wensheng.

"Well, didn't I reply to your text message?" Fu Wensheng was referring to the fact that Gan Hezhi had texted him about this during the day, and he replied after seeing the text message.

"Oh..." Gan Hezhi responded blankly, touched his nose, and stroked the hair on the back of his head, "Then...then...why didn't you just give it to me, sir?"

Gan Hezhi could hear the inconspicuous sound of typing on the keyboard on the other end of the phone, and the image of Fu Wensheng sitting in a soft chair in the study and working quietly appeared in his head. The whole villa was pitch black, only the study room was glowing with soft light.

After a while, Fu Wensheng asked back, "Isn't it the same to ask your classmate to hand it over?"

Gan Hezhi pursed his lips, and retorted naturally, "Of course it's different, so we can meet again."