muddy boy

Walking into the lecture theater of the first public class on a Friday morning is similar to walking into a morgue.

307 played games last night until the wee hours of the morning. The next day, Zhou Zhuangzhuang took the lead, and a group of people walked into the classroom with half-closed eyes and felt the wall.

Chen Linhu was still sober because he didn't participate in this kind of fiasco, and he still had an appetite to buy breakfast, and walked at the end with finger cakes, like a corpse chaser who was working and eating because he was in a hurry.

The public class teacher read the PPT for less than [-] words, and all the corpses fell down one after another as if they had heard a soul-repressing spell.

A group of students around Chen Linhu had already been killed, and he was the only one left in 307 who was still awake and swiping his phone.

After scrolling through Moments, I went back to Weibo. After less than 5 minutes, I went back to Moments.

In the morning, apart from Weishang, Chen Linhu's circle of friends has no farts.

He turned to the circle of friends he posted last time, and he posted a photo of the teaching building seen on the school bus after the rain. The number of likes and comments increased slightly compared with the last time he saw it, but there was no Zhang Xun.

Remaining in Chen Linhu's memory, the last time Zhang Xun left 307 without turning his head, he always seemed to be running away somehow.

But Chen Linhu was not in a calm mood. He still had a photo in his phone that hadn't been uploaded. Jiugongge had only sent eight pictures, and the one that was not uploaded was not a landscape.

Chen Linhu thought about it, and felt a bit like a landscape again.

It's just not the type that can be casually put together in the Jiugongge.

Chen Linhu still remembers the moment Zhang Xun slapped his hand away very clearly. Compared with the force of the slap, what Chen Linhu couldn't understand was Zhang Xun's expression when he retreated.

Panicked, seemed a little frightened.

This expression flashed by, and Chen Linhu once thought that he was misjudged, and wanted to ask what was going on, but he opened WeChat and clicked on Zhang Xun's profile picture several times, but he couldn't find a suitable reason to ask.

Chen Linhu refreshed several softwares aimlessly until the bell after class woke up all the people lying dead in the auditorium.

"It's still the fastest and most sound sleep in the classroom, but I wake up with flatulence." Zhou Zhuangzhuang straightened up from his seat, "Let's take this class this morning, hurry up, go back and score, you won't be high yesterday I almost vomited blood, so I'm suspended today."

The first-class senior rubbed his eyes helplessly, not bothering to argue with Zhou Zhuangzhuang whose level is the best in the dormitory.

"I'd rather play Bubble Bobble than fucking play games with you." Shang Qinghua woke up refreshed and rolled his eyes to scold Zhou Zhuangzhuang. .I went to the East Road with Gao Bucheng, and I haven’t bought anything for the professional class next week, and the gouache paper is almost used up.”

That's the annoying thing about studying art, and having to restock every now and then.Shang Qinghua still belongs to the type of picking brands, and he has to go to a bigger painting supplies store to buy paper and pens.

Zhou Zhuangzhuang just remembered this: "Then I will go too. The day before yesterday I ran too fast and the painting bag fell to the ground. The last charcoal pencil broke and my heart broke."

"Okay," Shang Qinghua patted Chen Linhu, "Going, Huzi?"

Chen Linhu looked at the phone absently and answered, and after a few seconds, he raised his head and asked, "Where are you going?"

"Painting supplies shop on East Road." Shang Qinghua waved his hand in front of Chen Linhu, "Are you all right, why is Huner not in the body, where did he go?"

"He's been like this for the past two days," Zhou Zhuangzhuang observed his enemies very well. "Aside from painting, he looks at his mobile phone. He also has a little energy for running at night, and he can't even play games."

Chen Linhu stuffed his mobile phone into his sweater pocket: "Am I out of my mind to play games with you?"

Senior monk Qinghua, who had suffered a serious illness yesterday, looked at Chen Linhu with aggrieved eyes.

"You should say this sooner, the first class and I won't be so angry that we won't be able to sleep in the middle of the night," Shang Qinghua said, "Are you going to the East Road or not?"

If you want to go to the painting shop on East Road, you have to go to the book cafe, Chen Linhu stood up immediately: "Go, but I have to go back to the dormitory, and take the clothes that Zhang Xun left with me along the way."

Shang Qinghua also followed suit: "Okay, anyway, we have to put the books in the dormitory." Then he laughed, "Didn't you go home on the weekend? You can't bring the pants to Brother Xun when the time comes, you have to wash them right after washing. return."

"Running to book cafes every three days or so," Zhou Zhuangzhuang said, "is even more frequent than I run to KFC, and he told me that we are not brothers, and he didn't give me a discount on coffee."

The little girl Zhou Zhuangzhuang chased before who worked at a dessert station recently changed her part-time job and went to work at the KFC in front of the school. Zhou Zhuangzhuang shyly said that he didn’t like desserts recently, and he started to like fried chicken and hamburgers. Whenever he was free, he would go to KFC Eating, but because I was cowardly, I had to call 307 and others to be brave together, and the first-class seniors ate French fries with me so much that I almost vomited.

"It's not his store." Chen Linhu clicked his tongue and frowned, "Don't bother him, go to KFC to drink your Coke."

There was Shang Qinghua between Zhou Zhuangzhuang and him, guessing that Chen Linhu couldn't hit him with his arms, and said loudly: "I'll just talk, don't worry, I don't call 'Xun Ge Xun Ge', except every time He never took anything but the mints he gave away."

Every time, Chen Linhu raised his eyebrows, and he was quite familiar with it.

Like grasshoppers on a string, 307 stood up one by one, and only Fang Qing, who was in the back, moved a little slower and didn't make a sound.

Senior Gao was sitting next to him. Seeing Fang Qing like this, he was a little embarrassed, and asked tentatively, "You should go too. You went to the student union meeting on Huihui East Road last time, but you didn't make it. This time, we will go together." Son?"

The embarrassment on Fang Qing's face became slightly weaker, and he said "um" from his nose, packed up his books and went out together.

It's really not that other people don't get along with Fang Qing, they really can't say a few words, in Shang Qinghua's words, they just don't know why it feels wrong to say three sentences or more.

Ever since Hu Weiming made such a fuss in the dormitory and Fang Qing didn't say a word, Zhou Zhuangzhuang believed that Fang Qing had joined the hostile forces, and he didn't like him very much.

But after all, I lived in a dormitory that was bigger than a palm all day long, and there was no major conflict. If something happened, it was considered a collective action. If the senior called him, the rest of the people did not object.

After returning to the dormitory to put away his things, Chen Linhu found Zhang Xun's pair of trousers that had been washed and dried in a bag, and several people rushed towards the east road.

The book cafe is doing business right now, and before I get close, I can already see people coming in and out of the door.

Chen Linhu was thinking about sending a message to Zhang Xun with his mobile phone, saying that he would go there, when Shang Qinghua slapped him hard on the arm.

"I called you for a long time, are you deaf?" Shang Qinghua raised his chin forward, "There."

Chen Linhu looked in the direction, there were two standing at the door of Shuca, one of them was smiling and waving at him.

"What a coincidence," several people approached, and Tong Fei greeted Chen Linhu, "Meet you again, Chen Linhu."

Because it is the same department, the two have met several times in school before, Chen Linhu nodded: "Sister."

Shang Qinghua and others also greeted.

Because Fang Qing joined the student union, he communicated more with Tong Fei, so he stammered a few more words with Tong Fei.

"You have to mobilize the whole dormitory to buy something, and it's just a battle to rob the house." Knowing that several people went to the East Road, Tong Fei couldn't help laughing and teasing a few words, and then turned her attention to Chen Linhu, "Before the student union interview, I I also sent you a message, but you really didn't even reply to half a word."

Chen Linhu was stunned for a moment before he remembered this.

When Tong Fei sent him a message asking if he was sure that he would not consider joining the Propaganda Department, Chen Linhu was hiding on the second floor from Lao Chentou's mahjong battlefield, startling Zhang Xun and Zhang Xun's cat. I didn't bother to read it, and in the middle of the night when I saw the message, I was so sleepy that I fell asleep, forgetting to reply to the message.

"Sorry, I forgot." Chen Linhu was a little embarrassed.

"I don't care about you, I'm magnanimous," Tong Fei waved her hand, "By the way, the competition I told you about has already started for a while, have you participated, and how are you preparing?"

Chen Linhu nodded: "For the competition, I haven't finished painting yet, so I have to wait."

"Be well prepared. Although it is a competition in the department, the prizes are not particularly expensive, but if you can participate in more competitions, you can participate more," Tong Fei said, "It is helpful. If there are teachers who think it is good, you can also do projects or something Yes, it’s pretty good.” Then he said to several other people in 307, “You all should be more active, and strive to achieve three-handed grasping in the game learning competition, and the third hand is very hard.”

"You just remembered that we also participated in the competition, senior sister," Zhou Zhuangzhuang called out, "the two from our dormitory." He pointed to the first class.

Tong Fei smiled: "I didn't speak in a low voice, can't you pick it up and listen to it yourself? I have to pat the shoulders and hold hands one by one to teach, I don't study preschool education."

Several people are happy.

"There will be more competitions like this in the future," Tong Fei explained to a few people, "There will also be activities in the school, and you can participate..."

Chen Linhu didn't understand what was said behind. When he turned his head, he found that he could see the counter from the floor-to-ceiling windows closest to him. Zhang Xun was taking orders behind the counter, explaining the drinks on the menu to a few girls with a smile.

He is handsome when he smiles, otherwise the girl facing him wouldn't blush.

Chen Linhu took out his mobile phone and sent Zhang Xun a WeChat message, saying that he would return the pants to him later.

Zhang Xun, who was behind the counter, finished ordering and felt his phone vibrate. He swiped the screen and glanced at it.

The message was very concise, without mentioning anything or specific points, which was Chen Linhu's usual style, but Zhang Xun subconsciously raised his head as if aware of it, and looked from the door to the floor-to-ceiling windows, looking directly at Chen Linhu.

Chen Linhu was stunned when he saw him, his expression was a little surprised, a little surprised, similar to the expression in the photo on the phone, Chen Linhu smiled unconsciously, and raised the bag of trousers in his hand towards the French window.

Zhang Xun behind the counter came back to his senses, smiled helplessly and made a gesture of understanding.

Chen Linhu's actions caught the attention of the other people who were talking, and they all turned their heads to take a look.

"It's okay, he's playing charades with his brother." Shang Qinghua explained to Tong Fei and the others, knowing that Chen Linhu was obviously distracted again, "Senior sister, are you going back to school? Or are you going to a book cafe?"

"I guess I'm going back to school." Tong Fei pointed to the girl beside her who had been pursing her lips, "My roommate, we belong to the same club, but I'm just making up for it. She just became the president of the school this semester and is going to talk to the engineering school. The association over there is holding a small event together, and today they asked me to accompany her to the book cafe to discuss with people from the engineering college, and they just finished talking and are about to leave."

The roommate next to her greeted several people with a nod and a smile.

Zhang Xun was busy at the counter, and Chen Linhu heard this sentence just as he looked away. He was shocked by Tong Fei's rich life after school: "You are very busy."

"It's okay," Tong Fei smiled, and added, "But it's not busy every day."

Chen Linhu said "yes": "Yes, I have to sleep." With such a busy schedule, he can sleep at least three days a week.

For some reason, Tong Fei's roommate laughed. She laughed out loud, and Zhou Zhuangzhuang and others also laughed.

Zhang Xun put the coffee and juice on the table, and when he looked up, he saw a few people laughing together under the shade of the trees outside the French window.

He couldn't hear what he said, but he saw Shang Qinghua pat Chen Linhu's shoulder with one hand and laughed so hard, Tong Fei who was standing opposite Chen Linhu shook his head with a half smile.

His young landlord frowned in puzzlement, and Zhang Xun felt that he was wrapped in the confusion of "what the hell is going on" from head to toe.

"Here we go again," Wu Yue glanced at him as he passed by, "Your brother is very popular."

Zhang Xun wanted to say "it's not my brother", but he paused, and swallowed it back.

It could also be that Ding Yule was treated as a younger brother, and Chen Linhu was not a few years older than him.

Hearing that someone used "good popularity" side by side with Chen Linhu and it was not a mocking sentence, Zhang Xun felt like he was listening to it for the first time, but he had to admit that at this moment, Chen Linhu under the shade of the tree was the same as the one he remembered catching thieves on the street. Something is different.

The Chen Linhu who caught thieves on the street in August was fierce and withdrawn. He was also confused about strange life, and he didn't understand and hate some things that happened. He could fight with anyone.

At this moment, he was actually able to chat in a group of more than two people under the shade of a tree.

Zhang Xun saw Chen Linhu smiling a little when he was talking to someone, and he also raised the corners of his mouth.

While talking, the door of the book cafe opened again, and three boys came out from inside.

"From the Engineering College." Tong Fei's roommate said, and turned to wave to the others, "You go back by car? I'll take you to the station."

Seeing that Tong Fei and the others had serious business to do, Chen Linhu and the others said they were going to leave separately.

One of the three engineering students walking towards him stared at Chen Linhu, and suddenly asked, "Chen Linhu?"

Chen Linhu, who was about to leave with his bag in hand, was taken aback for a moment, then raised his head suddenly like a conditioned reflex, and looked at the person who called him.

The man didn't expect it to be true. After realizing it, he regretted speaking a little bit, and bit the bullet and pulled the corner of his mouth: "...such a coincidence?"

"Acquaintance?" Shang Qinghua asked while looking at Chen Linhu, and was stunned after seeing his expression clearly.

Chen Linhu pursed his lips, his brows were tightly frowned, he said nothing, his eyes were filled with undulating anger, his whole body was tense, his expressionless face was full of unconcealable disgust and anger at the moment, as if In a second, it will pounce on the person and hit him on the ground.

The other party's question was not answered, and the rest of them also realized that the atmosphere was not right.

It's not that the people in 307 have never seen Chen Linhu get angry. The footprints on Hu Weiming's buttocks have already made him a little angry in the eighth apartment, but they have never seen Chen Linhu like this.

"Then what?" Shang Qinghua had a bad intuition, "It's time to have lunch later, hurry up, Huzi, you have to go to the East Road to deliver the pants."

As he spoke, he pushed Chen Linhu, but he didn't.

Chen Linhu looked over the other two in the engineering college, and heard the sound of blood rushing upwards, and the scar on his forehead was burning with pain.

"You know each other?" Tong Fei and the other two members of the Engineering College club were also a little surprised.

The man's expression was slightly weird, and he said vaguely, "Well, my classmate in high school."

The moment the word "classmate" came out of his mouth, Chen Linhu felt a little nauseous. He couldn't tell whether it was stomach acid or something else, and he punched his limbs from his abdomen, his five fingers clenched into fists.

"That's really a coincidence," Shang Qinghua saw it at a glance, his heart tightened, he turned his head and made a show of flirting with Zhou Zhuangzhuang and Gao Yi, "You guys can catch up on the old days later, we still have something to do..."

He pushed Chen Linhu again, this time without much effort, Chen Linhu moved.

He took a step in the direction of those people from the engineering college.

Shang Qinghua didn't stop him. Chen Linhu had already passed Tong Fei. Before the others could react, he pushed aside the other two engineering students and walked straight towards his high school classmates.

Across the floor-to-ceiling window, Zhang Xun threw the tray on the counter, and Wu Yue was startled: "What's the matter, what are you doing?"

Zhang Xun didn't have time to answer, he just said "he's not right" and rushed to the door in two or three steps, opened the door and shouted over there: "Tiger!"

The sound was loud, and Chen Linhu's steps were paused like a noose thrown out.

The scar on Chen Linhu's head was as painful as nervousness, and his eardrums were swollen like bloodshot eyes. Zhang Xun's voice passed through the chaotic street, overshadowing Shang Qinghua and Zhou Zhuangzhuang's inquiries, calming down all the noises and pressing on his nerves.

He stopped and looked in the direction of the sound.

"Come here," Zhang Xun stood at the door of the book cafe, breathed out, and waved slowly, "I've been waiting for you for a long time."

Chen Linhu didn't say anything.

Zhang Xun said, "Come here, come to me."

The tone is like teasing a child, only the lollipop is missing.

Chen Linhu's chaotic anger and illusory pain in his head slowly withered away. Zhang Xun's attitude was not as good as his attitude towards Ding Yule, but more like towards two kindergarten seniors running around with their noses running around in the family courtyard.

He stood there for a few seconds, remembering that he was delivering clothes to Zhang Xun.Not here to fight.

Putting back his half-raised fist, Chen Linhu bent down to pick up the trouser bag that fell on the floor just now, and when he looked back, he found that Tong Fei and the others were all shocked.

He is not unfamiliar with this expression, he can see it every time after a fight.

"Brother Xun called us over," Shang Qinghua said, "Let's go for a walk, eat something before going to the East Road."

Zhou Zhuangzhuang didn't hold Chen Linhu back just now, but now he nodded along with Gao Yiwai: "I'm starving to death, if I don't eat KFC today, I'm about to throw up."

Several people could see that the relationship between Chen Linhu and this high school classmate was not very happy, but they didn't ask any more questions, and pushed Chen Linhu away to the book cafe.

Zhang Xun breathed a sigh of relief, just now he was very sure that this tiger bastard could fight with people in the street.

This kid has only been acquainted with the people around him for only two days, and in front of so many people, Zhang Xun is really afraid that he won't be able to grasp it alone, and he will leave an impression that he is looking for trouble, so that no one will dare to get close to him.

The high school classmate of the engineering college was startled by Chen Linhu's sudden approach, but now he recovered and became angry: "You fucking..."

Chen Linhu had already walked a few steps away, turned his head abruptly, tapped his nose in the air, finally spoke, and said coldly: "If you say one more damn word to me, I'll knock out another tooth of yours, Make an even number. Go away."

All the tyranny and arrogance all over his body were vented with this finger, but his tone was unaccented, and the last word was light and light, but no one felt that he was joking with others.

After Chen Linhu said this, no matter how confused Tong Fei was, she knew that the two probably had a fight in high school, and the one from the engineering school had a tooth knocked out.

"Then what?" Tong Fei cleared her throat, and gave Shang Qinghua and the others a wink, "The station is over there. Let's see you next week when we decide the time and content."

The other two members of the engineering college nodded and pulled the boy away quickly.The boy's face turned pale after Chen Linhu spoke, and he pulled away resentfully.

After Chen Linhu finished speaking, he didn't stay any longer, and walked towards the book cafe with big strides. Shang Qinghua and others followed closely behind. Fang Qing, who had been huddling behind when he realized something was wrong, finally took a breath.

He has complicated feelings towards Chen Linhu, disgusted, jealous, and even a little afraid.

I regretted coming out with the people in the dormitory, as long as there is Chen Linhu, nothing good will happen.

Just about to catch up with him, Tong Fei grabbed him: "Hey, what's the matter with him? Are you okay?"

Fang Qing looked down at Tong Fei holding his hand, his face was a little red, but when Tong Fei asked who it was, his voice became vague: "It's nothing, he's just like that, he probably has a grudge against that person just now, Anyway, he's always causing trouble."

"Okay," Tong Fei worriedly glanced at the door of the book cafe again, "Then I'll go first."

Fang Qing lowered her head, and out of the corner of her eye, Tong Fei and her roommate stepped out of sight.

But the voices of the two can still be heard in the ears.

"It's so fierce, that junior." Tong Fei's roommate said, "Isn't that junior from the Engineering College still his classmate? Why is he still like that?"

Tong Fei smiled nonchalantly: "Maybe there is really a big conflict. Well, it's a bit fierce, and it's better than a coward who shrinks back when things happen..."

The ending sound could not be heard clearly, Fang Qing gritted his teeth and stood there.

It was as if a needle had stabbed his self-esteem severely.

Chen Linhu did not expect to meet Yuan Yu in Baoxiang.

The last time I saw Yuan Yu, he knocked out one of Yuan Yu's teeth, his whole face was covered with nosebleeds, and he almost sent him to the hospital.

That was the third time he had fought with Yuan Yu, there was no reason, he fought first, his mind was like a fragment, and when he came back to his senses, he was pinned to the ground by several boys.

Chen Xingye was called to the political and educational office, and even Lin Hongyu rushed back. After the divorce, the two quarreled again. Facing Lin Hongyu's teary eyes, Chen Linhu promised that there would be no next time.

He doesn't really like the feeling of being emotionally out of control, it's very immature, but he can't help it.

His way of catharsis is hands-on.

Zhang Xun stood at the door, Chen Linhu walked over and handed him the bag in his hand: "It's cleaned."

"It's really clean." Zhou Zhuangzhuang's rough nerves also rarely turned a corner. He noticed that something was wrong with Chen Linhu, and he was very active in holding Chen Linhu's stinky feet. Hang it on the top, and take it back immediately after class."

Chen Linhu was annoying when he heard him babbling, but before he could completely suppress his anger, he turned his head and glanced at Zhou Zhuangzhuang, who immediately shut his mouth and pretended to look around.

"Okay," Zhang Xun assumed he didn't see it, and took the bag with a smile, "You're throwing it away at home, come back and get it from me."

Chen Linhu let out a "huh" with drooping eyebrows.

I thought that if Zhang Xun hadn't come out, he would probably have made contact with Yuan Yu long ago, and he wouldn't hold back his anger now.

"Brother Xun, we're hungry." Shang Qinghua looked at Chen Linhu, then at Zhang Xun, "Is there any space, let's eat something."

Zhang Xun glanced back: "The seat by the window is vacant, run fast, and grab a seat there."

"Hey." Shang Qinghua responded, pushing and shoving Zhou Zhuangzhuang to pull Gao Yiyi, and winking at Fang Qingyuan who hadn't come over slowly, "Huzi is coming too, let me order a cold drink for you first. "

A few people jingled and took refuge in the book cafe, not confronting Chen Linhu, who was still angry and offending his nerves.

"Go in." Chen Linhu didn't look at Zhang Xun, put his hands in his pockets and raised his feet to walk towards the book cafe.

Thinking of how he seemed to be disconnected from his brain just now, Chen Linhu felt a little ashamed in front of Zhang Xun.

Although he still feels that his fists can solve most of the problems, he has already passed the age of relying on fighting to prove that he is not cowardly.

Chen Linhu was a little frustrated and annoyed that he couldn't solve the matter in two or three sentences like Zhang Xun did.

Zhang Xun saw his tense face and the way he walked with the energy to fight, so he sighed.

Sometimes Zhang Xun felt that he was too lenient, and what Chen Linhu liked was his business. He came out of the eighth apartment two days ago and reviewed his own problems, and felt that he had to distinguish himself from him and set a boundary.

Also being a younger brother, Ding Yule would not pull his ankle or touch his collar.

But when he opened the door and came out, the result of this review had been forgotten.

"Let's put out the fire here. Didn't you see that you were being bluffed by some honest children?" Zhang Xun pulled Chen Linhu's arm, "Student Zhou Zhuangzhuang has turned around and flattered you."

Chen Linhu was pulled by him, and suddenly remembered the incident when Zhang Xun slapped his hand away that day. The fire hadn't disappeared yet, and somehow another fire sprang up. He raised his eyebrows and said, "If he's timid, shut me up." thing."

"Why did I pull some switch on your body?" Zhang Xun said in surprise, "Why did you blow your hair?"

Chen Linhu also felt that his tone was a bit awkward, so he kept his mouth shut.

After a while, he whispered: "You have more switches on your body."

Touching it is like getting an electric shock.

"Yes," Zhang Xun said, "You didn't press it less, don't mention it, I want to slap you if you mention it."

He was also annoyed, especially Chen Linhu's mind-numbing behavior.

Reaching out and taking out a mint candy and stuffing it into his mouth, he managed to divert his attention a little bit.

Chen Linhu glanced at him, his lips moved: "Aside from the ankles, the neck too?"

Zhang Xun almost choked to death on his own saliva.

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