Rooted

,With little success.

He belatedly remembered that he was going to wash his hair and take a shower, so he lightly thumped his head, as if he was blaming his head for being so stupid.

The fine hot water was poured down, and Ganhezhi closed his eyes to catch it with his face.

hold your breath...

The dense hot water no longer falls directly to the ground, but has to include Ganhezhi's body.

It paused briefly in places like his shoulder sockets before winding its way down his body.

Countless interlaced lines, without overlapping, covered the whole body.

"Look carefully this time, and next time you will naturally be very calm." He suddenly remembered what Fu Wensheng said.

After holding his breath for a few seconds, he let go, choked some water in his nose, and bent over to cough.

He wiped the water from his face and shook his head.

He coughed so hard that his head was a little buzzing.

Ganhezhi began to squeeze shampoo into his hands, rub it for a while before applying it to his hair.Then he turned his back and let the hot water continue to rush up his back.

I don't know what Fu Wensheng was like when he came to the theater for the first time. Although he was persuaded in this way, he definitely didn't shake his head and look around like him.

Who did Fu Wensheng go to the theater with for the first time?

Is it with Ms. He Sheng?Did Ms. He Sheng persuade Fu Wensheng with similar words?

While doing peace, flushing, while thinking wildly.

Gan Hezhi rushed to the school auditorium after dinner, and met with Han Wuming and Yu Fang.

Everyone was "told by ear" by Feng Yuan to watch his wonderful drama of breaking up the male and female protagonists.

Han Wuming even brought a small camera.When Ganhe arrived, Han Wuming was already taking photos everywhere to try out the effect.Han Wuming is always serious.

Gan Hezhi took a few pictures with his mobile phone in a similar manner.

Yu Fang didn't take pictures, and he didn't even take out his phone when he saw a few girls dancing together.He was asked, but the lighting and atmosphere were not good enough, and he didn't like it.

In the whole drama, Feng Yuan only played once, and he still stood with a group of servants.

If the three of them hadn't been mentioned in advance, they might not have noticed the small role played by Feng Yuan.

But among the twenty or so photos sent out by the drama club the next day, one was taken of the scene with Feng Yuan present.Five or six servants were all photographed, except Feng Yuan was excluded from the frame.

"The group of pheasants were in charge of taking pictures. Everyone took pictures, but I was not taken." Feng Yuan smiled coldly and evilly, "They are just jealous that I can be on stage in the first year."

Gan Hezhi felt that it might be a coincidence, after all, Feng Yuan's role was really small, but he also felt that Feng Yuan's guess had some truth, so he agreed with hot tea, "Yes, they are just jealous of you."

At twelve o'clock in the evening, the headlights in the dormitory were automatically turned off, and a small light was turned on on each desk.No one spoke, only the sound of flipping through books, and the murmur of endorsement.

After a while, the yawns became unstoppable, and they began to climb into bed one by one to sleep.

"Sleep asleep." Feng Yuan was the first to surrender.

After 5 minutes, Yu Fang also went to brush his teeth.

Gan Hezhi was the third one. He went to the toilet before going to bed. It was very cold in the corridor, and there was the sound of chanting scriptures surrounded by three dimensions. He was so frightened that Gan Hezhi ran back with his legs crossed.

After he returned to the dormitory, Han Wuming came over and asked in a low voice, "Isn't there more than two hours at noon tomorrow? I plan to go to the library to review. Are you going? The two of them are going back to the dormitory to rest."

Gan Hezhi nodded, "Then I'll be with you."

"Can't you start choosing courses at noon tomorrow? If you're in a hurry, you can take your computer with you when you go out." Han Wuming reminded, "I'm going to take it with me."

Gan Hezhi was so preoccupied with the endorsement that he almost forgot about the course selection, "Oh! Then I'll take it too!"

The two of them agreed, Han Wuming went to wash up before going to bed, and he stepped on the ladder to bed.

Staying up late to review made Qian Hezhi feel strange and familiar. He covered the quilt with a long sigh of relief.

The course schedule for the second semester has come out, and the classes from Monday to Thursday are more compact than those of the first semester.So Gan Hezhi had already had a premonition that there was no hope of taking classes before he started to choose.

He exited the course default page, clicked on the search box, and out of a kind of inertia, although the hope was slim, he still typed Fu Wensheng's name in the teacher column.

In the first semester, when he didn't even have the opportunity to choose courses, he checked Fu Wensheng's courses online. He still remembered that they were both compulsory and elective courses for majors, and there were no open elective courses.

So if his college hadn't become independent, he might have been able to go directly to Fu Wensheng's restricted major, he thought about it with regret.

But if his college hadn't become independent, he might not have been able to pass the Dongzhi exam, and he would be thousands of miles away from Fu Wensheng.

When he thought of this, his body shook uncontrollably, and he quickly shook his head.

Click OK, and the circled "Searching" appears in the center of the screen.

"Sure enough, there are still two classes." Gan Hezhi was not surprised, but then he found that it had been less than 10 minutes since the course selection started, and the number of people taking Fu Wensheng's class had exceeded the upper limit, and he couldn't help but stare.

so amazing!Gan Hezhi proudly puffed out his chest.

But he was only happy for less than five seconds before he couldn't help but feel depressed, his brows were slightly wrinkled, "Why do so many people like it... um..."

He pouted and continued to look back at the time and place of the class.I accidentally glanced at the label of "Public Elective Courses" in the middle category column, and my eyes didn't stop there.

Then there was a jerk when he turned his head.

He looked back at the first two columns in disbelief, holding the two corners of the computer with both hands, and leaning his whole head in front of the screen, as if he wanted to get into the screen.

Feng Yuan, who was seated next to him, noticed his movements and asked him what was wrong.

Gan Hezhi didn't answer, and then looked at the time and place of the class.Then an exclamation could no longer be held back, and it overflowed directly from the throat.

He put his hands on his chest and spread his shoulders back, as if he was about to take off from his seat.

"Hush—" The students sitting opposite were very dissatisfied.

Qian Hezhi's exclamation was taken out of his soul halfway, and he fell limply to the ground.

He apologized with his mouth shape, then lay down on the table, buried his face, made no sound, and only made a snarling mouth shape.

On Friday, Fu Wensheng drove Hezhi home.

Gan Hezhi grabbed the shoulder strap of his schoolbag with both hands, and smashed it into the car seat like a cannonball, then scratched Fu Wensheng's arm with his round fingertips.

Fu Wensheng raised his arm, "My hands don't itch."

There was a continuous low hum from Gan Hezhi's throat, like flies flying around people.

He crossed the center line again, trying to hug Fu Wensheng's arm, but Fu Wensheng dodged ahead of time.

"Fasten your seat belt." Fu Wensheng reminded, "I'm about to drive, don't disturb me."

Gan Hezhi couldn't fasten his seat belt after pulling it several times, so he remembered to put his schoolbag in the back seat.

He didn't stabilize it, and the schoolbag fell down on the back seat. He didn't help it, but just stared at Fu Wensheng's profile.

"Sir—" he whispered.

Fu Wensheng ignored him.

"Sir... I chose your class——" Gan Hezhi's voice was a bit ethereal, as if whispering, and he started to giggle as he spoke, "I chose your class...Mr. Fu... ...hehehe..."

"See the police station on your right?"

"I see! What's the matter?"

"If you keep making noise, I will ask you to get off here and go in to receive education."

Gan Hezhi's shoulders shrugged reflexively, he quickly sat upright, and even made a movement of zipping his mouth.

But it didn't take long for him to forget about it, yelled again, and asked quickly, "Sir! Can you keep me from being brushed off?"

Fu Wensheng was stern and selfless, "The opportunity is here, and it's up to you whether you can grasp it."

"Ah——" Gan Hezhi patted his face with both hands, and slid down against his cheeks, rubbing his face like a Shar Pei, "If I get brushed off, woo... I will explode of……"

They returned to Zhoumi Garden from the old house after dinner, and they didn't pay attention when they entered the house. The door opened a little wider, allowing a moth to fly into the house.

"Slow - let me do it!" Gan Hezhi yelled.

Fu Wensheng was stunned by the yelling so close, he really couldn't stand still.

Gan Hezhi ran to the kitchen to get a bag, then put it on the wall where the moth was lying, and shook it a few times. When the moth flew into the bag, he quickly tied the mouth of the bag and ran out the door up.

When he returned to the room again, his face was filled with a happy smile, "I did a good deed and released the little animals. In two days, the course selection system will scan people, and I will definitely not be kicked out!"

Fu Wensheng nodded, with an expression of "I see", and then added blankly, "But moths are pests."

Gan Hezhi gasped, showing a terrified expression, and turned his head to look out of the balcony. The moths had long since mixed into the moth swarm under the street lamp.

Fu Wensheng smiled kindly, "I wish you good luck."

On the new Wednesday, Gan Hezhi met Meng Chao in the cafeteria.

There were many people in the cafeteria, they didn't chat much, they simply greeted each other, and then left with their friends.

Gan Hezhi took two steps and subconsciously looked back.He saw Meng Chao talking and laughing with the three girls beside her, all four of them looked very happy.

Inexplicably, he felt that this scene looked familiar, and he kept thinking about it while queuing up to swipe his card.

"Soup or dry?" The uncle at the window quickly calculated the price, swiped his card, and asked him while clipping the number plate to the edge of the plate.

Qian Hezhi frowned