Bamboo Horse Invasion Guide

Zhuang Cheng didn't play ball with the boys in his class on Thursday afternoon, he was doing his weekend homework.

There were not many people in the classroom, and now the weather was getting more comfortable, and it was a good time to play. Zhou Yiyuan was a little surprised to see him when he came back after receiving the water.

"Zhuang Cheng, why are you still writing questions?" He walked over.

"How about your process?" Zhou Yiyuan asked, clicking on a question on his paper.

One solution, one hypothesis, one formula, and one answer.

Simple and clear, it is the degree to which the math teacher wants to draw people.

"There's too much homework this week, I can't finish it." Zhuang Cheng didn't even raise his head, his pen nib was brushing on the draft book. There are only two pages left in his book, and the edges are all warped up. It's estimated that after finishing writing this A paper can be laid off.

Zhou Yiyuan picked up the two papers he had finished and flipped through them, and asked doubtfully, "It's only Thursday, why are you in such a hurry?"

"I'm going to Changsha this weekend." Zhuang Cheng said.

"Don't go." After listening to Fu's mother, she dropped three words, not giving Fu Shi any room to struggle.

"Mom, I promised my friend." Fu Shi pursed his mouth and begged, "How bad is it for me to release pigeons all of a sudden? Just let me go. I'll be back on Sunday afternoon."

"Call your sister back to make up lessons for you on weekends, and you are not allowed to go out." Fu's mother nodded his forehead, "How do you know how to play, what time is it, and you still want to go out to play—"

"If you don't look at your score, can't you learn from others?"

"If you don't look at your score, can't you learn from others?"

When Fu Shiyanbaba uttered the second half of the sentence with his mother, he almost knew it by heart, and was a little speechless: "Mom, you can use another word to scold me."

"Go away, don't bother me in front of me." Fu's mother pushed him away and said.

Fu Shi remembered the game controller that Zhuang Cheng had mentioned, gritted his teeth, and continued to act coquettishly: "Please, mom, just let me go. I will definitely stay obediently and make up lessons next week. Please, please."

Fu's mother, who usually has the softest ears in front of Fu Shi, is hard-nosed this time: "No."

"Then! Doesn't Shen Changtang have to go to the show alone?" Fu Shi shouted out of his wits.

"Changtang?" Sure enough, when his "son" was mentioned, his expression changed.

"That's right, a ballet troupe came to Changsha for a tour this time, and Shen Changtang asked me to accompany him, so I planned to go to Changsha with my friends for two days." Fu Shi said.

Fu's mother was a little displeased: "You go with Changtang, why are you so full of fun, why do you make so many messes by yourself? Just follow him and take good care of Changtang."

Seeing that it was about to happen, the corners of Fu Shi's mouth hooked up to his ears, wondering who was taking care of whom.

"Don't worry, I will accompany him well, then I will book a hotel first? Remember to ask Dad to take us to the high-speed rail station on Friday."

Fu's mother snorted, "Be honest with me."

"I'll go with Shen Changtang, don't you worry?"

"I won't go, I have to practice dancing on the weekend." Shen Changtang packed his clothes, put them in his schoolbag, and refused.

Fu Shi suddenly had a bitter face, and leaned in front of Shen Changtang: "Don't, brother, I told my mother that you are going to the show, and she let me go."

"So what are you going to do?" Shen Changtang paused and asked.

In fact, Zhuang Cheng had already told him, but Shen Changtang had other plans.

"The team that Zhuang Cheng and I are in has passed the selection of the king's provincial competition, and we can go to the final offline. I can't buy it." Fu Shi was very good at moaning in front of Shen Changtang, "Come with me, you practice dancing every day, won't it bother you?"

"Are you coming back after staying for two nights?" Shen Changtang squinted at him.

"That's right, when the time comes, let's open a presidential suite, and each person will live in one room." Fu Shi said, "The game is only for one night, and we can play at other times."

Shen Changtang would always be amused by Fu Shi. He smiled, but shook his head mercilessly: "No, I want to practice dancing."

Fu Shi frowned: "Shen Changtang! Are you a brother? You have to follow me if you don't!"

"Why don't you go?" Zhuang Cheng frowned, and after hearing Fu Shi's complaint, he hissed, "I'm not here for any dance he practices."

"Tsk, you said that as if you were important. How many pianists do you have as your partner... Oh, don't talk about this, what should I do? I told my mother that it was Shen Changtang who was going to see the ballet troupe on tour. I just accompanied him to Changsha." Fu Shi sighed bitterly, "Shen Changtang has changed, he used to be obedient to me."

Zhuang Cheng was silent for a while, and asked: "You have called Shen Changtang, how will we sleep then?"

Fu Shi: "...Is this the point now?"

Zhuang Cheng: "you don't have to worry, I have a solution."

Shen Changtang didn't know about Fu Shi's little thoughts, how could he, Zhuang Cheng, not know?

"What can you do?" Fu Shi's eyes lit up, "Why don't I go get a sack at night and tie him up."

Zhuang Cheng: "...you tell me how the beds are allocated first."

"How do I allocate it? Then book the presidential suite I was looking at earlier, there are exactly three rooms, isn't it?"

He said before that he wanted to book this room, but Zhuang Cheng insisted on booking a double room on the grounds that it was too extravagant and wasteful.

Zhuang Cheng: "...Actually, it's not impossible to sleep in our previous double room."

Fu Shi: "?"

Zhuang Cheng: "Look, he's sleeping in his. Wouldn't it be over if you slept with me?"

"If my mother knows that I let Shen Changtang's precious body squeeze into the double room with us, she will kill me." Fu Shiyou complained.

"Then we'll book two rooms, and he will sleep alone." Zhuang Cheng thought.

Fu Shi clicked his tongue: "You haven't settled the matter at hand. Whether you can go or not is still a problem. I just think about booking a room. It's useless to book a hundred rooms. Shen Changtang is not willing to go."

"Where are you going? Changsha?" Zhou Yiyuan took off his black-rimmed glasses, rubbed his overworked eyes, "Didn't you go with Fu Shi?"

"That's what I planned, but it's not because you're too tired from studying, so I'll take you out to play." Zhuang Cheng pushed Zhou Yiyuan's shoulder, "Tell me how long you haven't gone out to play, have you? You have to learn to be a nerd to be happy."

Zhou Yiyuan sighed softly: "There is really too much homework this weekend."

Zhuang Cheng raised his hand: "coincidentally, I've finished writing, and I'll copy it for you."

Zhou Yiyuan, who had no habit of copying other people's homework, refused, "Forget it."

"Forget what? Forget it, let's go together." Zhuang Cheng took away the pen he was about to pick up to calculate the problem, "Don't write, don't write, pack up your things quickly, and go to Changsha with me."

"Changsha is pretty good. It only takes an hour or two to take the high-speed rail, and it will be relaxing after two days of playing." Zhou's mother smiled and said, "Xiao Cheng, try the green grapes that Auntie bought yesterday, whether it is sweet or not."

Zhuang Cheng was very face-saving, and after eating several in a row, he nodded frequently: "It's very sweet."

Mother Zhou smiled even more happily: "Eat more if it's sweet."

Zhuang Cheng glanced at Zhou Yiyuan who was sitting next to him reading a book, and said, "Auntie, then I will take Zhou Yiyuan to Changsha for fun, what do you think?"

"That's a good thing. This kid is about to become an idiot. He sits at home writing questions every day. I'm afraid that if he gets into college, he will become very boring and won't be able to find a wife in the future."

A smile flashed in Zhuang Cheng's eyes, and he said, "How could it be, Zhou Yiyuan is very popular in school."

Zhou Yiyuan glanced at him: "Zhuang Cheng."

"Aren't you more popular?" Mother Zhou liked Zhuang Cheng more and more. She was good-looking and had a good personality. She always told Zhuang Cheng's mother that it was a shame not to let Zhuang Cheng become a movie star. .

"I think Zhou Yiyuan is also affected by his genes, so all the girls in our class gather around him and chat with him."

Sometimes Zhou Yiyuan admired Zhuang Cheng, he was able to coax his mother into submitting, almost obedient.

"Okay, go back and pack your things."

"What do you want me to do? Be a light bulb for you?" Zhou Yiyuan smiled helplessly, "My mother said I was boring, so what's the point of traveling with me?"

Zhuang Cheng patted him on the shoulder and said with a smile: "Then we really can't go without you."

"You can go! Shen Changtang agreed!" Fu Shi was ecstatic, "What are you doing? Why did he suddenly change his mind?"

With a smile, Zhuang Cheng booked the presidential suite that Fu Shi had chosen, and said, "Keep it secret."

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Question: How to allocate the three rooms