After reuniting with Bai Yueguang, my straight man design collapsed

The two go in and out together every day, and stay together in the library except for class. In Guan Bo's words, the two are not much different from conjoined twins.

Jun Mo was in charge of the translation, and occasionally he could consult Sheng Ru on the spot if he didn't understand professionally. Sheng Ru took a book and read it pretendingly.

I don't know where the actual attention is, it's not in the book anyway!

Until this Friday, Jun Mo stayed up all night as if he was in a hurry to finish the translation of the document and hand it over to Sheng Ru.

"Actually, I'm not that anxious, why stay up late."

"No, Guan Bo told me about the school's basketball game. I signed up for it, and I'll make an appointment with someone to play and practice with me tomorrow."

Sheng Ru heard the sound and looked at Guan Bo who was facing him, frowning slightly.

"Basketball game?"

Guan Bo patted his chest proudly, with a bright smile on his face.

"That's right, I also heard from my dad that this basketball game is based on departments. The important thing is that No. 1 has a lot of bonuses. Individuals not only have money to get it, but can also add certain credits. It kills two birds with one stone."

Guan Bo raised his hand, Jun Mo turned around and gave him a high five.

This was Guan Bo's thinking about Yamamoto for a long time, and the only way he could think of was to calmly make up for Jun Mo without hurting his self-esteem so that he could accept it.

Guan Bo praised his wit, but he didn't notice that Sheng Ru looked at him with not much kindness in his eyes.

"Jun Mo, you have to pay attention to playing this time. I heard that Shi Zhengping also participated. I don't know who I offended, but I have been lying in the hospital for so long!"

"Don't worry, I have experienced it once, and I must pay attention to it again."

When Guan Bo told Jun Mo to be careful of Shi Zhengping, Sheng Ru lowered his head slightly and walked towards the bathroom with his pajamas in his hands.

If sister Xiaowen hadn't found out about Shi Zhengping's handling last time, the baseball bat would not have been confiscated.

Later, when Sun Anxiang was dealt with, he had to do it himself, but luckily no evidence would be left in the wilderness.

The basketball game was scheduled for the end of October, and the courses were full, so he couldn't go out to work part-time, and the training for the basketball game consumed a lot of his extracurricular time.

Even the translation task Mr. Liang introduced to him was to stay up all night after returning to the dormitory at night.

Because there is no computer, each translation can only be translated once on paper, and then edited and edited into the phone after several revisions and polishes.

It's not that he doesn't know how to use the WPS that comes with the mobile phone. It's because the mobile phone has been used for many years, even if there is no entertainment, it always freezes.

If you translate directly on your mobile phone, you are afraid that your mobile phone will suddenly stop working, and the content you translated will disappear out of thin air, and you will have to start all over again!

That night, Jun Mo was writing and drawing on paper, when Sheng Ru saw it and walked over.

"I remember you finished your translation work, haven't you?"

"Well, that's finished. This is a magazine submission introduced by a senior sister. I wrote it and tried it, just in case I win."

Sheng Ru looked at the words on the paper, his brushstrokes were majestic and his gestures were magnificent, like a graceful beauty, or like a strong and brave man.

Although it looks good, looking at his handwriting makes me feel a little distressed.

Turning around, he took out a laptop from the cabinet and placed it on Jun Mo's desk.

"Hey, use this, your handwriting is good enough, you don't need to practice any more."

Jun Mo confiscated it and pushed it back.

"I can't. I can write by hand and edit on my mobile phone like this now."

Hearing this, Sheng Ru not only didn't take back the computer, but turned around and took out a mobile phone.

"Don't feel embarrassed, aren't you very business-minded? I don't use this computer and mobile phone, and I didn't give it to you for nothing."

Hearing that it wasn't for nothing, Jun Mo let go of his guard a little bit.

"what do you mean……"

"Rent, I will rent it to you, and you will give me 100 yuan a month, and the computer and mobile phone will be used by you. Anyway, I am useless, so I will let it go, and you can make the most of it by renting it to you."

Jun Mo thought for a while, then looked down at the computer and mobile phone.

Although he knew that Sheng Ru had good intentions, he had indeed used the computer and mobile phone before. After nodding in agreement, he didn't even bother to take a shower, and started editing his manuscript on the computer.

The money in Jun Mo's bank card is enough for him to buy clothes, and enough for him to buy a computer or mobile phone.

But he couldn't bear it.

After starving for a whole week, when he was dying, he was fed porridge by the grandmother downstairs to revive his childhood, which made Jun Mo have an additional hobby after that.

That is to save money!

Save a lot of money, so much that you will never go hungry again, you will never wait for others to give you alms, and you will never see those sympathetic or pitiful eyes.

Why doesn't he know that this is a kind of disease, but he can't restrain his desire to save money?

Just like people who have experienced famine will retain the habit of hoarding food even if they live in peaceful times, these are habits that have been carved into their bones and cannot be changed.

At first Yan Xueyi would say that he was too frugal, but later he was relieved and understood, and stopped talking.

On the day of the basketball game, Sheng Ru declined the invitations of the seniors, and sat in the auditorium watching Jun Mo sweat profusely on the basketball court.

When he scores a goal, his heart will also surge, and he will even stand up excitedly and roar a good ball.

When he was hit by someone, he would also worry about standing up and poking his head down to look down. He didn't sit down and watch the game until he saw that Jun Mo got up and continued to run on the field with a smile.

The four words of empathy are vividly interpreted here in Sheng Ru.

It seemed that Jun Mo was not the only one running and galloping on the basketball court, but also Sheng Ruo was with him.

"Hey, I heard that Jun Mo and the others are going to face Shi Zhengping and the others in the next match. I hope this kid will be more honest after this lesson."

Guan Bo was praising Jun Mo for his great game in his ear, but at the same time he became worried.

Just as soon as the words fell, Jun Mo was knocked to the ground again.

The 1.8-meter-two man fell heavily on the ground, and there was a dull impact sound in the venue.

Sheng Ru stood up, staring at Jun Mo on the floor without moving.

The surrounding teammates also gathered around and asked with concern if there was anything wrong.

It wasn't until a few minutes later that Jun Mo stood up, but he kept supporting his lower back with his backhand, looking very painful.

Almost as soon as Jun Mo raised his foot, Sheng Ru rolled over the auditorium and jumped down in front of Jun Mo.

"How about it, did you hurt your tailbone?"

Jun Mo looked distressed, and put his hands on Sheng Ru's shoulders, still not forgetting the unfinished game.

"Replay, he definitely fouled!"

At this moment, the voice of the angry young man was as weak as that of an old man in his twilight years, and his pale face made Sheng Ru's heart tighten.

"I still care about the game at this time, I will take you to check."

Jun Mo grabbed Sheng Ru's shoulder, his eyes were firm and longing.

"Wait a little longer, 1 minute!"

Sheng Ru took a deep breath, changed his posture and moved half a step to the side, put Jun Mo's arm on his shoulder, and passed his left hand through his lower back to support him, acting as his support.

"For money, are you willing to give up your life?"

Responding to Sheng Ru was a bright but slightly sad smile.

"Don't worry, I said that I want to be your good friend for the rest of my life, how can I not die."

On the other side, Cai's fall was replayed. The player responsible for defending Jun Mo was suspected, but there was no substantive evidence.

It was also not captured in the video because it was covered by people.

The final ruling was not a foul.

Jun Mo turned his head to look at the boy who bumped into him and also pushed him up, and raised his middle finger with a smile.

Seriously smiling on the surface, but the mother in the heart sells it!