San Fu

It was a cold day, and Jiang Kuoguang had already felt the temperature drop a lot when he watched the water coming out of the water gun. Now that he was splashed with water all over his face, it felt really wonderful.

"Are you okay?" Duan Feifan quickly turned off the water gun and looked at him.

"Alright." Jiang Kuo wiped the water off his face.

"I don't know why..." Duan Feifei walked over, took out a tissue and handed it to him.

"You have to thank this good school for transforming people," Jiang Kuo wiped his face, "If it's half a year ago, why wouldn't I squirt you with a water gun for half an hour? So accurate?"

"I didn't expect it either, that's right," Duan Feifei explained to him with a water gun, "Look, when I stand there, when the water boils, the angle of incidence is just right, and the reflection..."

"I know, you don't need to use your junior high school knowledge to prove to me that you didn't do it on purpose!" Jiang Kuo threw the paper into the trash can behind him.

"Are your clothes wet?" Duan Feifei asked.

"The collar is a little bit, it's okay, you didn't shoot at me after all." Jiang Kuo patted his jacket, the water was like fireworks, if Lao Liu hadn't stood a little farther away, he would have to take it with him .

"Do you want to go back and change?" Duan Feifei asked with a smile.

"It's not enough," Jiang Kuo took the water gun in his hand, "Let me do it, your incident angle is too perfect."

"Don't face people." Duan Feifei confessed.

"You didn't face anyone just now." Jiang Kuo glanced back at him.

Duan Feifei smiled happily.

Jiang Kuo looked at the water gun in his hand. He had only seen this thing before, but he had never touched it before.

There are three scenarios like this at home, Jiang Liao washed his scooter, his mother watered the flowers she planted, and Aunt Liu washed the yard.

He has never used it because he is not active in the four bodies and does not distinguish the five grains.

Pretty fun.

Watching the dust and mud being washed away where the water jet passes is very relaxing, especially for the gaps in the wheels.

The water splashed quite far, but I don't know what incident angle and reflection angle can splash the water on the face of the person diagonally behind.

Jiang Kuo moved the water jet up and sizzled it on the car door. The water jet was more concentrated than before.

Then go up to the windows, the roof, and down to the rearview mirror.

It is probably the side on the inside of the rearview mirror, which can reflect...

When a column of water flew towards him, he was sure that it was here.

But this time the angle was obviously different from before. This time it was not facing diagonally behind, but facing himself.

Jiang Kuo reacted quickly at this moment. He released the switch of the water gun and jumped aside.

When the water column flew by, it was no longer a column, it was a scattered spray, part of it hit him, but the main part...

He turned his head.

It all sprinkled on Duan Feifei who was standing behind him.

"Even." Lao Liu added on the side.

Duan Feifei gave him a thumbs up: "It's pretty accurate, why don't I do it?"

"Why," Jiang Kuo said, "You water me once, I water you once, and then continue, take a bath?"

Duan Feifei was holding a tissue with his head down, and was delighted to hear this.

After all, it was not a difficult task. After Jiang Kuo lowered the pressure of the water gun, he fired at the car body, quickly washing away the dust and mud, and the green car body became much brighter.

"Thank you, Old Liu." Duan Feifei took the pipe back into the house.

"Let's go play," Lao Liu nodded, and gave them another idea, "You can go to drink coffee, go shopping for a meal, watch a movie, and have a snack before the New Year's Eve."

"...Okay." Duan Feifei responded, Lao Liu is indeed a long-term gathering place for students, this process can be used for any pair of young lovers who have no plans.

"Go back after eating, I will close the door later," Lao Liu confessed, "I will be here tomorrow night."

"Understood." Duan Feifei said.

As usual, the car went out to fill up the oil first.

Jiang Kuo returned to the car, tapped the gas card in his hand on the steering wheel several times: "I will run out of money soon, who would have thought that my gas card will run out of money soon."

"Why don't you park the car back," Duan Feifan said, "You can choose the bus or subway, and if you want to be rich, you can call a car."

"It's not bad this time," Jiang Kuo started the car and drove out of the gas station, "It's going to be New Year's Eve..."

Halfway through speaking, he stopped again, and after two seconds, he looked at Duan Feifei: "Are you going to New Year's Eve?"

"Cross," Duan Feifei said, "there is probably no one in the dormitory tonight."

"How are the role models doing?" Jiang Kuo asked.

"Sun Ji lives with his wife," Duan Feifei said, "others go to activities with the single men's self-help club."

"Single men's self-help club?" Jiang Kuo laughed, "Is there such a unique organization?"

"The school is a serious club." Duan Feifei said.

"...Then what kind of activities does the club have?" Jiang Kuo said, "Dog food barbecue?"

"People who have no company to accompany on holidays get together and go shopping together." Duan Feifei said.

"Then we can participate." Jiang Kuo said.

Duan Feifei glanced at him and smiled.

"Oh no," Jiang Kuo flicked his fingers on the steering wheel, "We are now together."

"...Mmm." Duan Feifei nodded.

"Does Sun Ji have a girlfriend? Why have you never seen one?" Jiang Kuo asked.

"His high school classmate," Duan Feifei said, "the school is far away, and it takes three hours to drive to see each other. I usually don't see each other."

"Sun Ji actually has a girlfriend." Jiang Kuo sighed.

"Why are you still not convinced? Lu Haobo's girlfriend is pretty good," Duan Feifei said, "It's not surprising that anyone in this group has a girlfriend, but it's the most strange that you have a girlfriend. Which girl can stand you."

"You have such a good temper, you are single. If it weren't for me, you would be eating dog food Mala Tang at the buffet meeting with single men right now. Where would you have the confidence to challenge me?" Jiang Kuo said.

"...It's been a long time since you've been so choking." Duan Feifei was very emotional.

"You have to be happy for me to choke you until next year." Jiang Kuo said.

"No, thank you." Duan Feifei said.

During holidays, especially during the New Year's Eve, it is natural to go to the most prosperous areas.

"I've been here before." Jiang Kuo said.

"Yes," Duan Feifei said, "the first time you asked people to line up to move things into the dormitory, the shopping mall was right in front."

"Then let's park there," Jiang Kuo said, "I can park on the VIP floor with my black card, so I don't need to look for a parking space, and I don't need to pay for it."

"Okay." Duan Feifei laughed, "It's still a bit of an advantage to be rich."

"It's still a little bit," Jiang Kuo said, "If you get tired and hungry later, there will be free afternoon tea...Damn, if I knew I was coming here, I should have arranged for their car to pick me up."

"Can it still be like this?" Duan Feifei asked.

"Yes, my mother sometimes goes shopping and doesn't want to drive, so she asks them to come and pick them up, and then send them back after shopping." Jiang Kuo said.

"This time I will go home and let them see your excellent achievements in Metamorphosis, so I can return to my previous life next semester." Duan Feifei said.

"Not necessarily," Jiang Kuo said, "I don't think there is anything difficult about this. I really can't do it like Ma Xiao, and it's okay now."

"That's why you have a way out," Duan Feifei said, "You know what you've been through, as long as you want, you can have whatever you want in the next second."

Jiang Kuo looked ahead and said nothing.

"We're going to turn right ahead and enter the parking lot," Duan Feifei reminded him, "Driving, pay attention."

"I've been thinking about a lot of things recently." Jiang Kuo turned on the turn signal, looked in the rearview mirror, and turned into the intersection on the right.

"Me too." Duan Feifei said.

"What are you thinking?" Jiang Kuo asked.

"There are too many, I can't tell," Duan Feifan said, "All that I didn't think about before."

Jiang Kuo clicked his tongue: "Tell me about it."

There are so many people in this commercial area today, it feels like the idle people in the whole city are mobilized ahead of time, and when they park their cars and walk into the shopping mall, they feel that there are no less than fifty heads every time they see it.

"Choose a gift for President Jiang and his wife first?" Duan Feifei asked.

"That's fine," Jiang Kuo said, "but I don't have a clue."

"Look around casually first, looking for inspiration." Duan Feifei said.

Gifts for Mr. Jiang and his wife are not easy to buy. Although Jiang Kuo really wanted to give them something, they didn't lack anything, and they didn't seem to have any special hobbies... No, he also gave them hobbies. Sorry.

President Jiang's hobby is cars.Can't afford it.

My mother's hobbies are garden cats and dogs and... hurting my son.It is possible to consider sending Benben to her, but Duan Feifan is probably reluctant.

The shopping mall has five and a half floors. Jiang Kuo stopped when he turned to the third floor: "I'm hungry."

"Free afternoon tea?" Duan Feifei asked.

"It's so boring here," Jiang Kuo squeezed between his brows, "Go out and find a shop and invite me."

"Okay." Duan Feifei was very straightforward.

Afternoon tea in Jiang Kuo's imagination is coffee or tea, and a set of snacks.

But Duan Feifei took him to the square opposite the shopping mall, a row of small two-story western-style buildings, all of which were small shops selling everything.

Jiang Kuo followed the stairs at the back to the second floor and sat down at a small table in the corridor outside a store.

A long corridor is neatly lined up with tables from various small shops, and the sunlight can just cover this row of tables, which is quite comfortable.

There were quite a lot of people here, and almost every table was occupied. When the two of them came over, a young couple behind was very anxious to push them away and grab a seat first.

It's a pity that Duan Feifei had eyes on the back of his head, so he took off his hat and threw it on the chair.

"We still have to grab it like this..." Jiang Kuo said.

"There are more people at night, and all the buskers who set up stalls come out, as well as bands and dance troupes," Duan Feifei said. "They are all young people. In the past, this street was called Love Street."

"Ah." Jiang Kuo looked at him.

"...Just to put it this way," Duan Feifei said in a low voice, "The main reason is that there are more delicious food and fun here."

I don't know what the fun is, but the delicious one is different from the afternoon tea that Jiang Kuo understands.

"What flavor?" The waitress came over and asked.

"Banana, beef, durian," Duan Feifei said, "two teh tarik."

It was only then that Jiang Kuo noticed that this was a flying cake shop, and in the shop on their right, a master was spreading his wings to catch big cakes.

Flying cake with teh tarik.

Very chic afternoon tea.

Duan Feifei's order was quickly brought over and placed on the small table.

Jiang Kuo took out his mobile phone, adjusted the positions of the plates and teacups, took a few photos, and then raised the camera slightly.

"Eat a piece." Jiang Kuo said.

Duan Feifei wiped his hands with a wet towel, picked one up and put it to his mouth: "Is that so?"

"Bite." Jiang Kuo said.

Duan Feifei took a bite, and he pressed the shutter.

"I'll post a circle of friends." Jiang Kuo lowered his head and picked up the filter.

"Afternoon tea at the 107119 Joint Branch of the Single Men's Self-Help Association." Duan Feifei said.

Jiang Kuo smiled and nodded: "This copy is good."

The taste of the flying cakes is average, the normal range of street food, but the environment is very unique.

The waiter brought a small heater and put it under their table, the sun above the sun and the sun below, the whole person was a little lazy.

Their small table is right next to the railing of the corridor. On the right, you can see the busy people in the small shop, and on the left, you can see the bustling crowd downstairs. The sounds of human voices and music intermingle in the sunlight, which is complicated and warm.

"What kind of shop is that?" Jiang Kuo pointed to a small shop with retro decoration below.

"In concept, it is second-hand goods found everywhere." Duan Feifei said.

"Conceptually?" Jiang Kuo looked at him.

"Some of them are second-hand, but there must be a lot of them that just look like them," Duan Feifei said.

"Why are you not romantic all of a sudden?" Jiang Kuo clicked his tongue, "You just think this is a real thrift store, with a lot of old things in it, such as a car hanger, a photo album..."

"Theoretically, it is impossible for me to let that photo album have a chance to enter the thrift shop." Duan Feifei said.

Jiang Kuo glanced at him: "I am the same, just for example."

Duan Feifei smiled, took the teacup and touched his cup: "Happy last day of this year."

"Happy." Jiang Kuo picked up the cup and took a sip.

There was someone singing at the other end of the corridor, walking slowly with a guitar in their arms.

"Can you sing on demand?" Jiang Kuo asked.

"Well," Duan Feifei nodded, "Why, do you want some?"

"I don't know, it's quite interesting." Jiang Kuo said.

"Then you might as well ask me to sing," Duan Feifei said, "I sing better than him."

Jiang Kuo looked at him: "Can you play the guitar?"

"No." Duan Feifei said.

"That guy plays and sings." Jiang Kuo said, "Your price is not high."

"I can play the accordion," Duan Feifei said with a smile, "My old uncle is very good at playing the accordion. I learned from him."

"Really?" Jiang Kuo raised his eyebrows, surprised, "I can't see it, so I should make an appointment?"

"Pay the deposit." Duan Feifei took out his mobile phone, clicked on the payment code and handed it to him, all done in one go.

Jiang Kuo scanned the QR code and paid ten yuan.

"How much is it?" he asked.

"Two hundred." Duan Feifei said.

Jiang Kuo looked up at him, and couldn't help laughing out loud: "Your uncle."

"You can't choose," Duan Feifei said while eating, "I only know a few songs, you can only order and sing within the range."

"Yeah." Jiang Kuo was still laughing.

Out of the corner of my eye, I felt someone walking over, with a strange posture.

He glanced behind Duan Feifei, and found a girl with a drawing board on her back tiptoeing over. After noticing his gaze, the girl raised her finger in a "shh" gesture, and then pointed at Duan Feihua.

What do you mean?

What are you doing?

Do you know Duan Feifan?

Then do you know me?

Do I know you?I want to cooperate with you?

Just when Jiang Kuo refused to cooperate and prepared to remind Duan Feifei that there was someone behind Duan Feifei, the girl jumped up and jumped behind Duan Feifei, covering his eyes with her hand.

"Hey." Duan Feifei was startled, and raised his hand to grab the girl's hand and wanted to pull it away.

The girl hugged his head and did not let go: "Duan Feifan! Who do you think I am?"

I really know each other.

Jiang Kuo leaned back and looked at them with folded arms.

"I can't guess," Duan Feifei heard that it was a girl, let go of his hand, and flicked her finger on the back of her hand, "You picked out her eyes." Thank you for letting go.

You plucked his eyes out.

Jiang Kuo sighed.

"Guess one at random," the girl said.

"Lu Meng." Duan Feifei said.

"Awesome!" The girl let go of her hand happily, bent her head and looked at him, "Anyone can guess it's me!"

That means you are the only one who can pick your eyes like this, girl.

Jiang Kuo turned his head.

"It's almost as good as I am. I can recognize you just by looking at the back of your head." Lu Meng took off the drawing board she was carrying and leaned against the table, and took off a ... folding chair from her body.

She opened the chair and sat down at the table.

Jiang Kuo couldn't help but glanced at her.

"Hello," Lu Meng stretched out her hand, "My name is Lu Meng, a classmate of Duan Feifei's junior high school."

Jiang Kuo felt that the university he went to was really a good one, and that he could be transformed into such a gentle one. If he had to put it aside, he would not even turn his head around this kind of non-participant who suddenly popped up at the dinner, let alone shaking hands. .

He reached out and shook Lu Meng's hand.

"My college classmate," Duan Feifei introduced to Lu Meng, "Jiang Kuo."

"That's great," Lu Meng said with a smile, "I don't even have any college classmates."

"It's fine if you have colleagues and friends." Duan Feifei said, "Come out alone...is this painting?"

"Well, let's draw one for you two," Lu Meng enthusiastically picked up the drawing board, "I just came out today, and I haven't started work yet, so I'll send you two to warm up."

...Is this for work?

Jiang Kuo glanced at her. Although he was a little upset, he couldn't bear to hate her for a while. After all, he is a person who has experienced part-time jobs.

He is a former young master who has experienced the hardships of the people.

"Aren't you painting in the shop?" Duan Feifei asked.

"At this time, I come out and paint more," Lu Meng said, "Everyone is walking around on the street."

Have a shop?

That's it.

Jiang Kuo turned away with a cold face.

"Draw two singles or a double?" Lu Meng actively clamped the drawing paper and picked up the pen.

Duan Feifei glanced at Jiang Kuo.

Jiang Kuo looked at him with empty eyes, without any opinions for reference.

"A couple, save some paper." Duan Feifei said.

Lu Meng smiled happily: "Why don't you just save yourself a pen by drawing a single person."

"Then draw him alone." Jiang Kuo said.

"Ah? No, no, no, no," Lu Meng waved her hand, "I'm just joking."

"Oh." Jiang Kuo turned his head.

"Then I'll start," Lu Meng took a pen, turned her head around the paper twice quickly, and drew an outline, "Handsome guy, let me see your face."

"Let's draw his profile." Duan Feifei said.

"Okay!" Lu Meng nodded.

Duan Feifei called the waiter and brought Lu Meng a cup of teh tarik.

"Are you guys going on vacation soon?" Lu Meng looked at Jiang Kuo, lowered her head and asked Duan Feifan while drawing.

"It's almost time, we will be on vacation after two exams." Duan Feifei said.

"Xiao Liu and the others said they would get together a year ago," Lu Meng said, "Have you read the news in the group?"

"Well, I don't know what day it is." Duan Feifei said, "I'm not flexible about my time."

"I haven't contacted everyone yet," Lu Meng said, "I will definitely ask you first when the time comes. They probably have a holiday around the same time as you."

"Not necessarily, a good school like Pi Dong may be too late." Duan Feifei said, "How many days do you rest for Chinese New Year?"

"It's only three days," Lu Meng said, "I have business if someone goes shopping, so I can't let it go."

"Money fan." Duan Feifei said, "During the gathering, I will pull some people over for you."

"Okay, if you speak up," Lu Meng laughed, "I don't have to worry about no business."

Jiang Kuo took a sip of tea.

It was a little cold, and he put the teacup on the heated coaster on the table.

Continue to watch the people coming and going downstairs.

He really wanted to take out his phone, but he didn't want to embarrass Duan Feifan, after all, he was his classmate and he was still drawing for himself.

Although forced.

He actually didn't want to put on such a cold air, mainly because Duan Feifan and the two of them were talking about high school matters, and he couldn't even recognize the names of men and women, let alone get in the conversation.

Fortunately, it is quite fast to draw this kind of big head stick figure, and it was finished in a short time.

Jiang Kuo looked at it, it's okay, you can rely on cuteness.

Lu Meng happily began to draw Duan Fanfan in the space left aside.

Jiang Kuo looked around, he was sitting here drinking water because he had no chance to speak, and now he wanted to go to the toilet.

But looking around, I don't know where it is.

With a girl beside Lu Meng, he is not very good at asking Duan Feifan.

When she got up and was about to ask the waiter, Lu Meng pointed behind him: "The toilet is over there. There is a passage on the left hand a little past, just go in."

Jiang Kuo looked at her silently.

...Who told you I was going to the bathroom?

so positive!

Jiang Kuo turned around and walked over there.

"Table number 33, don't make a mistake when you come back." Lu Meng confessed again.

Let's strike 33 tables with a thunderbolt!