he came from the mirror

Tang Yu smelled the strong smell of vinegar on his wife, and immediately grabbed the phone and threw it on the coffee table, then turned over and pressed the young man into the sofa cushion, holding the other's cheek and kissing him passionately.

Fang Ziming was so kissed that his soul almost went out of his body. He patted the strong muscles on Mr. Tang's back as a protest. After doing this a few times, the slapping gradually turned into a caress, and the two rolled together again logically.

The next day, when Mr. Fang was carrying his bag and went to University B with his teammates by car, he was still thinking about his life with a somber face: Didn’t the surname Tang fool me yesterday?He must have been guilty at the time!

While thinking this way, he turned on his mobile phone, clicked on a website client that has been very popular recently, spent ten minutes doing questions to register and log in, and then followed Tang Yu's account secretly.

The level [-] trumpet named "Mr. Tang's Genuine Husband" was submerged in the ocean of many level [-] and level [-] bosses. It was as small as a zombie fan, which was very in line with Fang Ziming's position of secretly observing himself.

Two months later, Tang Yu spent three days fishing on the website and posted on the Internet for two days, and the number of fans still exceeded one million. Fang Ziming also became acquainted at B University, except for Li Dan and Bei Xingze , He gradually made some friends from the school.

Fang Ziming was slapped on the shoulder just after he posted a lewd comment on someone's video about "wearing women's clothes for a million dollars". The young man trembled all over and almost threw his phone out.

"Old Fang, it's so early!" A big boy in a T-shirt rushed to the seat on his right, and then squinted to glance at his mobile phone, and said with a smile: "What are you looking at? You're smiling so lewdly｜ swing."

Another stylishly dressed boy with glasses put his backpack on the table, pulled away the chair on Fang Ziming's left and sat down, and said casually, "That's no need to ask, it must be to see his girlfriend."

Fang Ziming coughed and took back his phone: "Old fish, old monkey, you are here..."

The man with glasses clicked his tongue: "Call me Old Monkey again, and I'll call you Xiaofang in front of the whole classroom."

Fang Ziming laughed: "...Oh, why kill each other, actually, I think the little monkey sounds very kind."

The man with glasses: "Please say my full name within three seconds, or I will die with you."

Fang Ziming followed kindness and said, "Waiting for peace."

Yu Yuan whispered on the other side: "Master Hou, I want to call you Master Hou."

"It's up to you." Hou and An raised their chins: "It's cool. I invite you to have a big meal at noon."

Yu Yuan immediately stretched out his middle finger, making a gesture of kneeling on the table: "Thank you, Lord Hou, a thousand years old!"

Fang Ziming: "..."

Fang Ziming still doesn't understand why he made friends with these two sand sculptures.

Well, probably because of ignorance.He touched his conscience and thought silently.

There were still ten minutes before the class started, and the auditorium was noisy, and people came rushing in with textbooks one after another, filling up the empty seats around them one by one.

This month, Fang Ziming's lectures were all physics open classes, and he came quite frequently. Many students majoring in physics were already familiar with him, and a few students raised their hands to say hello to them when they passed by.

Fang Ziming was talking with two friends when Yu Yuan on the right suddenly paused, and then winked at them.

Hou Hean: "Have you finally had a cramp in your cerebellum?"

"Oh, what are you talking about?" Yu Yuan lowered his voice and said ambiguously, "Hey, who's here again."

The three of them looked at the door of the classroom together, and as expected, a girl in a short skirt with a ponytail was poking her head in the corridor outside the door.

As if aware of their gaze, the girl turned her gaze, and her eyes lit up immediately after seeing Fang Ziming.

The three of them looked at her and covered her face, then stepped into the door and walked happily towards this side.

Yu Yuan poked Fang Ziming under his seat: "The latest news, my brother from an outer courtyard told me yesterday that this girl seems to have a suitor from the individual courtyard, who is called Zheng, and threatened to find a chance to beat you. Boss Fang, come on!"

The corner of Fang Ziming's mouth twitched: "...I remember I rejected her last week."

Yu Yuan: "Yes, in front of me and Lord Hou, I don't hesitate to give him a good person card."

Fang Ziming: "So, why is she here again?"

Seeing the girl getting closer and closer, Yu Yuan laughed: "Isn't this obvious, the girl hasn't given up yet, and she's ready to make persistent efforts."

"Old Fang, do you know why Master Hou and I always like to play with you?" He covered his mouth and lowered his voice to tease: "It's really because there are so many fun around you!"

Hou and An pushed their glasses and said calmly, "Don't compare me with you. I didn't make friends just for fun."

Hou and An Yizheng said: "The reason why Xiaofang and I are friends is because he is good-looking."

Fang Ziming: "... Let's break up the relationship, thank you."

Yu Yuan slapped the table and laughed wildly: "Hahahahaha!"

Hou He'an: "Shh, the girl is here."

Fang Ziming and Yu Yuan immediately fell silent.

Of course the girl didn't come directly to look for them. She smiled at Fang Ziming, then passed by them, and sat down in the row behind the boys.

The place where she was sitting happened to be Fang Ziming's back seat.

Fang Ziming: "..."

Yu Yuan lowered his head, took out his mobile phone to send a message to Hou Hean.

[Yu Yuan: Hahahahahahahahahahaha! ! ! 】

[Yu Yuan: Lao Fang is stiff, Emma, ​​this girl can do it, awesome! 】

【Hou Ye: Well, Yang Xiaofei looks really good. 】

[Yu Yuan: Nonsense, a sophomore in the Department of Journalism, can you not look good? 】

[Hou Ye: Xiaofang doesn't even like the flower of the Department of Journalism, what do you think his girlfriend should look like? 】

[Yu Yuan: Huh?Does he really have a girlfriend? ? ? 】

[Fang Ziming: ...Can't you chat in private?Why do you need to temporarily pull a three-person discussion group? 】

[@方子明 has quit the discussion group]

Two minutes before the start of class, someone rushed into the classroom again.

The boy was quite handsome and tall, and he attracted the attention of many students as soon as he entered the door.

Yu Yuan stared at the man, and after a few seconds, he showed a suddenly realized expression.

He simply lay down on the table, covered the lower half of his face, and said softly, "Damn."

The boy looked around with a cold face, his eyes sweeping around all the male students in the classroom.

He first accurately found a certain department flower among nearly a hundred students, and then followed this clue to accurately find a certain man surnamed Fang.

Fang Ziming: "???"

The man glared at him forbearance, and then, urged by the lecturer, strode to the last row, picked a remote place and nestled in.

【@宇远 will pull @方子明 into the discussion group】

[Yu Yuan: Damn it, Zheng Bo. 】

【Hou Ye: Which onion? 】

[Yu Yuan: The second force of the sports academy, the suitor of Xihua! 】

[Yu Yuan: My buddy showed me his photo! 】

【Hou Ye: Oh oh--】

[Yu Yuan: Damn, is he here for a date?Lao Fang Bie Fang, Master Hou has a bunch of younger brothers, and I also know a few good buddies here, let's beat him! 】

Suffering from the two "death sights" from behind, Fang Ziming became more and more stiff: "..."

Emmmmm.

Otherwise, I won't come to class starting tomorrow.

After finally getting out of class, Fang Ziming didn't wait for the people behind him to react, stood up first, and ran away with his backpack.

Yang Xiaofei had just raised her hand halfway, and when she saw this, she let out a sigh, and said angrily, "Why is he running away, am I scary?"

Hou and An pointed to the back of another figure running out quickly, and said casually, "No, he's hiding from that Zheng."

Yu Yuan laughed and turned around halfway: "Sister, don't you really know? That hunk from the gym stared at him for an hour and a half in the last row."

Yang Xiaofei took a deep breath and rubbed her face: "I didn't know that Zheng Bo would come today. Well, I didn't handle it well this time, and I promise I won't make such a mistake next time."

Yu Yuan glanced at the back row from the corner of his eye: "Sister, I'm just curious, have you talked with Zheng Bo before?"

"We have nothing to do with each other. I rejected him a long time ago." Yang Xiaofei snorted: "I told him at the time that I don't like muscular men like him, but I like little fresh meats." .Cough...just, just like Fang Fang~"

Yu Yuan, Hou and An were shocked by the cute and scary nickname "Fang Fang".

While rubbing goosebumps, Yu Yuan pondered: "But didn't your Fang Fang explicitly reject you last time?"

When Yang Xiaofei heard the words, her face immediately fell down: "He refused... But when I think of that face, my heart feels like colic... Ah, I really like Fang Fang's face!"

"So, after being rejected, I settled down and thought about it." She clenched her fists, her eyes showing a firm look: "Even if Fang Fang and I can't be boyfriend and girlfriend, we can still make good foundations." Friends and girlfriends!"

Hou He'an & Yu Yuan: "..." Girlfriend? ? ?

Yang Xiaofei: "Anyway, I must not miss such a high-quality fresh meat!"

Yang Xiaofei: "Besides, as a future journalist, I can vaguely smell a secret in him."

Yang Xiaofei: "Hey, I won't give up."

The sassy girl waved her hands after she finished speaking, and then walked away with a notebook in her pocket.

After a few seconds, Yu Yuan leaned on the table and slammed the table: "Hahahahahahaha!"

Hou and An quietly lowered their hair and texted.

【Hou Ye: @Fang Ziming, do you need help? 】

After a while, the reply from over there was long overdue.

[Fang Ziming: No, it's okay. 】

[Fang Ziming: I have already educated that kid. 】

Hou He'an: "..."

Hou Hean: "???"

With Lao Fang's small body, how could he "educate" the muscular man trained in the gymnasium?

Could it be trying to save face...

Hou and An pushed their glasses, thinking they were considerate and didn't ask carefully.

On the other side, Fang Ziming and two colleagues who also just finished class met outside the school.

The three got into the SUV that Guo Kunfeng provided for them. Bei Xingze sat in the driver's seat, started the engine, and said, "Someone is looking over here. Is it an acquaintance of one of you?"

Li Dan and Fang Ziming turned their heads to look at the same time, and the latter said speechlessly: "A stranger, leave him alone, let's go."

Li Dan scratched the car window curiously: "This man's eyes are so fierce, Brother Fang, is he staring at us? He's coming this way... yo? Why are you limping while walking?"

Fang Ziming rolled his eyes: "Master Bei, let's go."

Bei Xingze didn't ask anything, just drove away, and after turning around an intersection, he said slowly: "Don't call me Master Bei, I sound like you're in the second class."

Li Dan: "Okay, Mr. Pei! What do we have for lunch? Are we going back to the cafeteria at the headquarters? I've asked, there are prawns and grilled fish today!"

"Go back to the headquarters." Bei Xingze reiterated helplessly: "Also, don't call me Master Bei."

"Okay, Mr. Bei!" Li Dan said kindly: "Brother Fang, ask Brother Tang to eat grilled fish together, okay?"

Fang Ziming suppressed a smile and shook his phone: "I won't go to the cafeteria, I'll go straight back to the apartment in a while. Today, Brother Tang is going to cook and invite me to eat meat."

Li Dan enviously said: "That's great."

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