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Jiang Yan was dumbfounded.

He saw that his simple and clean single dormitory was full of sundries.

The things that Fu Yun brought with him took up most of the dormitory, leaving only a little room at the door.

Jiang Yan looked at Fu Yun not far away, who somehow flew over and walked back and forth in front of his bed as if there was nothing else, and sighed deeply.

It seems that this classmate has never lived in school before.

"So many things, did you move here alone?" Jiang Yan was really curious.

Fu Yun, who was tidying up his things, looked up at him as if he was mentally retarded, and said concisely: "There is a car."

Jiang Yan, who always feels that his IQ is despised: ...

Yes, he knows that the car can be transported, and it is a means of transportation. Human beings will reach their destination when they close their eyes, lift their feet off the ground, and open their eyes again.

God damn it has a car, even if there is a car, how many trips would it take to pile up half of the dormitory's sundries?Don't bother?

Fu Yun, who is used to being silent, was pulling the plastic bag and rattling it, explaining again without looking up: "Moving company."

Jiang Yan: ...

Since he met Fu Yun, the Xinhua dictionary is no longer enough for him. Only the remote cultural language unique to the Chinese nation can perfectly summarize his thoughts at the moment with two words. The above summary is - abuse.

Jiang Yan glanced at him numbly, and found that Fu Yun was fighting against the sheets in a strange posture.

He had a handsome face, his brows were slightly frowned, and he felt a little troubled.

He grabbed a corner of the bed sheet with one hand and stretched out his hands, but it was still not enough to spread out the entire area of ​​the bed sheet.He thought for a while, tilted his head and opened his lips hesitantly, grabbing a corner of the bed sheet.

Jiang Yan, who witnessed all this, suddenly felt a strange sense of cuteness, the ice cube face + the awkward posture of holding the bed sheet, isn't it too foul?

What a big man, what is this?Acting cute?

In the next second, Fu Yun tried to paste the bed sheet to the bare bed with both hands...

The consequence, of course, is that the sheets are in a mess.

Fu Yun, who never thought that he would be defeated by such a trivial matter, was stunned, and subconsciously raised his head to look at Jiang Yan.

Being cast unconsciously asking for help, Jiang Yan leaned against the door and ignored him viciously, curling his lips curiously about his next move.

Fu Yun bowed his head in silence for a few seconds, resolutely gave up the sheet in his hand, got up and looked for something.

Giving up making sheets?Planning to do something else first?

Jiang Yan's gaze followed him.

Fu Yun quickly found what he wanted - a laptop.Then he turned on the computer, typing quickly on the keyboard with his slender fingers.

what?Really give up?Give up on yourself?If you don't tidy up, you plan to play games all night like this?

Jiang Yan looked left and right, and never thought that Fu Yun would be like this kind of person. He stepped over a pile of debris, stood behind him and looked down at the screen of his laptop.

On the laptop screen, there is a Baidu link at the top, and in the center is a few bold words "Aunt Jiang teaches you how to make a bed sheet!", and a video of an aunt in a flowered jacket pinching the corner of the bed sheet is playing shyly below.

"Aunt Jiang" with a complicated mood: ...

Jiang Yan finally couldn't stand it anymore, he sighed heavily, and deeply realized that if he didn't help, he wouldn't be able to sleep peacefully tonight.

Facing Fu Yun's caring eyes with a little admiration, he began to tidy up the sundries quickly.They also stopped Fu Yun from moving his mosquito net, fearing that he would be strangled to death if he wrapped himself in the mosquito net and couldn't get out.