The same table is always testing the edge of the fried hair

The high temperature in the south of the city will last until late October before it tends to decrease. The dormitory in Building C faces the sun, and is exposed to the sun for twelve hours a day. The dormitory is like a huge steamer, stuffy and hot. If the air conditioner is not turned on, the people living in it cannot sleep at all.

Ye Kong grabbed a bottle of Fengyoujing and stayed up all night.

The electric fan placed by the bed didn't work at all, and the buzzing mosquitoes surrounded his ears, which made him a little mentally weak.At two o'clock in the morning, he called Zhao Yanbo.

Zhao Yanbo fell asleep while playing with his mobile phone. When the mobile phone vibrated next to his face, he immediately picked it up, "Hey Brother Kong, what's going on in the middle of the night?"

Ye Kong lifted the quilt and sat up, "Do you have mosquito coils? Mosquito coils are fine too."

"Mosquito coils? The school doesn't allow them to be used for fear of causing a fire." Zhao Yanbo was still a little dazed in his sleep, "Why do you want that? Once the air conditioner is turned on, there will be no more mosquitoes."

Ye Kong: "I need an air conditioner and a hammer mosquito coil."

Zhao Yanbo recalled that the air conditioner in Ye Kong's bedroom was broken yesterday afternoon, and Mammy hadn't found someone to fix it yet, "I seem to have a bottle of essential oil, may I bring it for you?"

"Bring it up," Ye Kong asked, "How do you use that thing?"

"Mosquitoes can't stand the smell," Zhao Yanbo said, "you put it on your body and sleep peacefully."

Five minutes later, Zhao Yanbo appeared in front of Ye Kong's door wearing a pair of flip flops and a chicken nest head. "After you finish painting, hold this in your hand to sleep. Mosquitoes don't dare to get close."

Ye Kong opened the lid and sniffed it, then frowned in distaste, "Sure enough."

Zhao Yanbo: "Just put it on as a perfume. It's not harmful. It has the same meaning as Radix Banlangen."

Ye Kong nodded, put a little on the red envelope on his hand, and immediately felt a burst of coolness.

"Brother Kong, I'll go back to sleep first," Zhao Yanbo said, "If there are still mosquitoes biting you, you can hold your breath to promote blood circulation and choke it to death."

Ye Kong smiled, "Go back."

According to Zhao Yanbo's method, Ye Kong didn't sleep all night, mainly because the essential oil was too cool and cold.

Early in the morning, Ye Kong angrily took the electric fan and went downstairs to look for Mammy, halfway there he happened to bump into the maintenance personnel.Ye Kong was too lazy to care about the order of registration, and coaxed and coaxed the maintenance personnel to the door of his dormitory.

After some inspections, the maintenance worker shook his head, "It can't be repaired, this air conditioner has been used for too long and is aging, so I have to report it to the school for replacement."

At this time, Mammy also came up, and asked about the situation at the door, "I will tell the director of logistics in a while, let the school approve it as soon as possible."

Ye Kong asked: "As soon as possible?"

Mammy crossed her hips, "It will take a week at the earliest, there are too many things to repair in the school."

"No, I have to install it today anyway," Ye Kong said, "How about I buy the air conditioner at my own expense?"

Mammy shook her head, "This doesn't comply with the regulations, the higher-ups will scold people."

"Fuck, people will die at night without an air conditioner in this weather," Ye Kong still exudes a strong smell of essential oil, "Auntie, do you think you are tired or not in the third year of high school? You are exhausted in the classroom." It's a dog, and I can't sleep well at night, so I don't have the energy to prepare for the next day's study."

"The flowers of the motherland are about to die."

Mammy: "That can't be helped. According to the school's regulations, auntie can only do things according to the procedures, or I'm giving you an electric fan?"

As soon as the words fell, the door of 509 next door opened, and a gust of cool air from the air conditioner came out from inside. Ye Kong breathed a sigh of relief. For the first time, he realized that there was a saying that was true—"My life is all about the air conditioner." given."

It's eight o'clock in the morning on Sunday, and those who didn't go to self-study are basically still asleep. Xia Ci listened to the noise in the corridor and lost sleep for a long time, so he wanted to open the door to see what happened outside.

Mammy also felt a cool breeze. Following the sound of the door opening, she glanced at 509 and asked casually, "Are you also in a single room?"

Before Xia Ci had time to answer, Mammy had already walked over and scanned his bedroom with her eyes, "You are in a single room, the opposite bed seems to have signed an agreement to move out, right?"

Mammy looked up at the air conditioner, it was running normally, then she turned her head and pointed at Ye Kong and suggested, "You should stay in 509 for two days first, and you can move back when the air conditioner is approved."

Mammy has been the dormitory aunt for more than ten years, and she has a little understanding of the psychology of boys of this age, and likes to have her own private space.Especially the students who live alone from the beginning are very repelled from the bottom of their hearts to sleep with others.

But the current problem is here, and Mammy can't think of any other way, so she can only explain the situation to Xia Ci first, and then ask for opinions.

"The air conditioner in his dormitory is broken, and the school won't be able to approve it for a while. People without air conditioner can't sleep at night, and there are too many mosquitoes." Mammy said, "You guys understand each other and let him move in first." A few days, after this hot day, move back."

Neither of them refused, so Mammy took out her notebook and registered, and then went downstairs with the maintenance staff.

After they walked away, Ye Kong smiled and patted Xia Ci on the shoulder, "Thank you for your understanding."

Xia Ci: "If you dare to quarrel, I will beat you."

Ye Kong went back to the dormitory and put away the bed all at once. The scent of essential oils on the sheets was too strong, so he pulled out a clean bed from the closet, and when he moved to the bed next door, he started to have trouble.

How the hell is this set up?

Ye Kong first stuffed all the quilts into the bed cover, and they couldn't match the four corners. After studying for a long time, Ye Kongsheng sat on the bed without love, and said to the back of Xia Ci's head, "Friend, help me."

Xia Ci turned his head and looked at the opposite bed with eyes of caring for the mentally retarded, "What can you help?"

"How do you put this on?" Ye Kong pulled out the quilt again, "it doesn't match the four corners, how did you put it on?"

Xia Ci got up and came over, "Are you a pig? How did you play it before?"

Ye Kong rubbed his hair, "Sometimes it depends on luck, sometimes Lao Zhao came to help me set it up."

Xia Ci compared the length and width of the quilt and the quilt cover, "Get up, grab these two corners, and put the cover on against these two corners."

Ye Kong did as he said, and tied the two quilt corners crossed inside.

Xia Ci: "..."

Ten minutes later, Xia Ci helped him put on the quilt by himself. Ye Kong stood beside him and applauded with wide eyes, "A master! You really are a master. It's a pity that you are so smart and don't study."

Xia Ci covered the "Explanation of Wang Houxiong's Problems" spread out on the table, and sighed softly.

In the new week, Ye Kong and Xia Ci overslept. By the time they reached the laboratory building, half of their morning reading had passed, and their heads were still blocking people at the stairs with their hands behind their backs.

The two of them tacitly agreed, turned around and went to the cafeteria to have breakfast, and returned to the classroom just as the bell rang for the first class.

Yao Chunhe was holding a thermos cup and a stack of test papers under his arm. As soon as he stepped onto the podium, he began to explain the situation of the weekly test. There are many, and there are those with the lowest score of three points, I won’t say who it is, I know it in my heart.”

"The front of the test paper is relatively simple, but there are still people who write or don't write." Yao Chunhe picked up the end of the chalk and threw it towards the back row of seats. You are at the same table, and your attitude is the same, so you two stand in class."

Ye Kong stood up, without the slightest bit of embarrassment, turned his head and whispered to Xia Ci: "This is fucking amazing, and none of them got it right."

Xia Ci: "In the future, if you encounter someone who doesn't know how to do it, choose C."

Yao Chunhe took a sip of tea, and continued, "The last big question in the test paper is a bit out of line, but it can be solved by combining numbers and forms, and discussing monotony. Here, I would like to praise Xia Ci, who is the only one in the class. After coming out, the thinking is clearer.”

The whole class focused their eyes on the last row again, and Ye Kong bumped Xia Ci with his hand, "Where did you get the answer? If you copy the multiple-choice questions in front, we won't have to stand."

Xia Ci replied to him: "I never copy the answers."

Ye Kong smiled, thinking that Xia Ci had already entered the drama too deeply on the road of pretending to be a master.

After the test papers were handed out, Yao Chunhe began to talk about the test papers, "The first question is too simple to explain, and the second, three, four, five, six, and seven questions are sure to be familiar to you, so let's focus on the next few questions."

"Students who have problems with the previous questions, please ask each other, or you can come to me. Now I see the eighth question, the volume of the outside ball."

In the middle of the class, Xia Ci was bored and began to tidy up the desktop, and found that there was a big white rabbit toffee in the gap between the Chinese book and the English book. It should have been left by Meng Yue when he was in class. Yes, the wrapping paper is a bit sticky.

Xia Ci doesn't like to eat snacks very much, but prefers the white rabbit toffee. When he was in elementary school in the south of the city, the teacher in the class would grab a handful of this toffee to reward obedient children.

Xia Ci was always very obedient when he was a child, and would bring a lot of candy home every day, and then share it with friends in the yard.

The reason why he likes toffee is not because it is too sweet and fragrant, but because of the memory of eating it.

"What are you thinking when you look at the sugar?" Ye Kong stretched out his hand, "Let me see if the sugar has blossomed."

Xia Ci put the candy in his palm, "Get out."

"It's hot, it will melt if you hold it like this," Ye Kong said, "You just looked at it for a long time, and it seems that you can conjure two?"

The two of them tugged their hands under the desk for a while. Although there was not much movement, the two were tall and had a slight range of movement, which was particularly conspicuous in Yao Chun and there.

Sure enough, the two chalk tips hit with precision, and Yao Chunhe felt a headache looking at them, "It's not honest to both of you to stand still, and the two of you are touching your hands, so I asked you what are you touching?"

Xia Ci: "..."

Ye Kong: "..."

The author has something to say: Yao Chunhe: Don’t be afraid of wrong questions, you will only pay attention to mistakes, and you should regard wrong questions as a kind of wealth.

Xia Ci glanced at Ye Kong's three-point test paper that was full of wrong questions.

Not to mention, it turned out that his deskmate was a rich man.