Sheng Wang and Jiang Tian were absent-minded when they saw WeChat, so naturally they didn't notice the movement on the podium, nor did they hear the teacher say "visit you in the dormitory at night".
When the get out of class was over, the teacher posted a large form on the front door of the classroom. The horizontal column of the table is marked with the date, and the two-week training time is subdivided by one grid per day. The vertical column is arranged in groups, with two groups, a total of 20 groups.
At first, my classmates wondered why I posted this form, and they all gathered around. As a result, the speech teacher took out the score sheets for the past two days, and took a pen to score in the form.
1 point for the day that the pk wins, 0 point for the loser. Shengwang Jiangtian won two days in a row, each with two 1s, while Bian Chen and Jiang Tian's unlucky opponent lost two days in a row, each with two 0s.
People of this age are somewhat competitive and thin-skinned. For a group of good students who are accustomed to being praised, this form is simply a public execution, and their fighting spirit rises at once.
As a result, the number of students who slipped out to play that evening plummeted. Even if they went out, they obediently returned to the dormitory at 7 or 8 o'clock.
The hallway was very lively today. In order to make it easier for the boys from No. 1 Middle School to visit, all the dormitories were wide open, as if they were opening their doors to welcome guests.
When Sheng Wang and Jiang Tian came back from dinner, there were as many people in the corridor as they were going to a market. Several boys were walking back and forth between the dormitories with their clothes and towels in their arms, and someone asked loudly, "Second son, why the hell don't you even have a shower gel?"
"I just used up and forgot to buy it." A boy in the corridor spat at the small window of the bathroom: "How about your old tree bark and shower gel? You can rub it with soap."
"Fuck you."
"Do you wash it? If you don't wash it, you can change it for someone else."
"Wash, wash."
Sheng Wang was puzzled and almost thought he was in a public bathhouse: "What are you doing?"
"Can't you see? Take a shower in the bathroom." Bian Chen was still immersed in the afternoon PK, and he spoke with emotion. This man put everything on his face, and after looking at it for a long time, it was considered straightforward.
The boy next to him pointed to the bulletin board next to the stairs and said, "Didn't you read the notice when you came up?"
"Notice?"
Sheng Wang really didn't notice.
Jiang Tian stepped back to take a look and said, "The water needs to be stopped."
"It seems to be a pipeline renovation or something. Anyway, the water will be cut off tonight." Someone explained, "The notice says that it will start at 8:00, but just now two dormitories have so little water that it is impossible to take a bath."
Bian Chen corrected: "There are three now."
"Oh yes, it starts from there." The boy pointed to the other side of the corridor, "The girl downstairs is still normal. I guess our floor is a little higher and the water pressure is not enough? Anyway, there may be no water before 8 o'clock. , there are about twenty minutes left, if you want to take a bath, you better hurry up."
During the conversation, a howling came from a dormitory: "Fuck, the water is gone. I haven't washed the shower gel yet!"
The next door immediately responded: "Why don't you come here? I still have it here, we can just squeeze."
"Squeeze your uncle, how am I going to get there naked?!"
"Cover it up, you idiot!"
"I - fuck you Mad."
The people in the corridor were stunned for a moment, and they laughed like crazy in an instant.
In less than two minutes, a shirtless boy who was wearing shorts and soaking wet rushed out of one dormitory and hurried to another dormitory.
Because the shower gel was too slippery, he staggered on the threshold, and then a group of boys laughed wildly and rushed over to tug at his panties.
"I'm a bastard, beast!!!" The boy grabbed his trousers and struggled to open, and shouted: "Wait for me, wait for me, I'll catch one in a while!"
It's not that Sheng Wang has never seen dormitory life, but he has never seen such an unrestrained life. He was stunned and his eyes were hot for a long time, and he pushed Jiang Tian back to the dormitory quickly. When entering the door, he mumbled, "I am cautious, but they don't have any scruples."
Jiang Tianzheng lowered his head to type and thanked Zhao Xi for his help on WeChat. He didn't react when he heard this, and asked casually, "Why be careful?"
"… "
Sheng Wang closed the door behind his back and looked at him silently.
Jiang Tian turned his head, half-drooping his eyes and thinking for a moment, he finally understood. He raised his eyelids, his eyes swept over Sheng Wang's eyes, and then dropped down a little lightly.
Sheng Wang felt that the door was being pushed against his back. He was about to say something when the phone vibrated suddenly in his pocket. He took it out and saw that it was a WeChat message from Sheng Mingyang.
Health Encyclopedia: Have you finished class? Fang is inconvenient to answer the phone
Sheng Wang's heart skipped a beat.
Of course he knew it was just a coincidence, but when he saw his dad's message at such a time, he always felt an uncontrollable guilt.
Jiang Tian didn't see the sender clearly, he just looked away from the corner of Sheng Wang's lips as if he had just recovered. After a second, he turned back and said, "There are 20 minutes left, you should wash first."
"I'll call back, you go first." Sheng Wang said.
"Phone?" Jiang Tian asked.
Sheng Wang quickly turned off the screen and lowered his hand holding the phone. This action seems to be unintentional, but it actually has a bit of concealment: "I used to ask my classmates if I was dismissed from get out of class. I guess they came to wish me a happy birthday."
Jiang Tian nodded. He threw the phone beside the pillow, took clean clothes from the cabinet and went to the bathroom. He first tested the water temperature, and then came out to remind Sheng Wang, "Don't play for too long, there is not much hot water."
"Know."
Sheng Wang walked around the dormitory, and finally went to the balcony. With his elbows on the railing, he stared at Sheng Mingyang's WeChat for a long time, until his heartbeat returned to normal, and then he typed: "It's very inconvenient."
Within two seconds of the message, the phone vibrated.
Sheng Wang bit the tip of his tongue and waited for a few moments before pressing it on, and said, "Didn't I say it's inconvenient?"
Sheng Mingyang said with a smile: "I can't understand your irony? Class is over?"
"Just got off."
"Really just got off?" Sheng Mingyang said, "It's past seven o'clock."
"Then you ask me if I'm going to leave the get out of class." Sheng Wang said.
Sheng Mingyang muttered a "stinky boy" over there, "Okay, Dad is used to talking politely, so he didn't transfer over. Is it okay to admit your mistake with an open mind?"
"Okay." Sheng Wang said.
"Have you eaten dinner?" Sheng Mingyang said, "Isn't that polite?"
"Just finished eating." Sheng Wang also said, "This time it's true."
Sheng Mingyang laughed: "Have you eaten something, is the food there okay?"
"The cafeteria is average. But there are many restaurants outside the door, and the taste is good."
"So you went out to eat with Xiao Tian today?"
Hearing the words Xiaotian, Sheng Wang's guilty conscience came back again. He bowed his shoulders and pressed his joints, before saying in a casual tone, "No, I just ate it in the cafeteria."
"You didn't go out for your birthday?" Sheng Mingyang was a little surprised, "Oh, by the way, does Xiao Tian not know your birthday today?"
Jiang Ou's voice came from the side: "He knows, I told him earlier, he said he knew that the director of the Political and Education Office had seen information about Xiaowang's students. He was a brother, but he didn't order it. Say? I'll ask Xiaowang—"
When he heard that Jiang Ou was coming to answer the phone, Sheng Wang quickly added: "It's over, it was over yesterday. We had a big meal out last night."
For some reason, Jiang Ou's voice made him more guilty than Sheng Mingyang. Fortunately, after adding this sentence, Jiang Ou calmed down and said nothing more.
"Then you have to thank Xiaotian." Sheng Mingyang said, "Not every elder brother remembers to celebrate his younger brother's birthday."
Unconsciously, he took on a business accent again, Sheng Wang nodded casually and said, "Thank you."
Sheng Mingyang told him to remember Jiang Tian's birthday as well, and after a brief chat, he hung up the phone at Sheng Wang's urging.
He hung on the railing for a while, suddenly feeling a little guilty, and suddenly a little rebellious. It was not until the balcony door behind him was pushed open that those thoughts of chaotic conflict had a brief end.
Jiang Tian was wiping his hair with the towel. Because of the water washing, the outlines of his facial features were clean and glowing under the light. As soon as Sheng Wang saw him, all the messy and tangled thoughts were thrown to the back of his head, and the joy that had been carried over from the early morning slowly came out.
"Finished?" Jiang Tian asked.
"Yeah." Sheng Wang passed through the balcony door, grabbed his phone, narrowed one eye and aimed at the upper bunk, then threw it like a shot, impartially, and just landed on the thick quilt at the end of the bed. All the vibrations were instantly muffled, as if all external disturbances were blocked from the body.
"I'm going to take a shower." Sheng Wang took his clothes into the bathroom.
There wasn't as much water vapor in the space as it used to be, maybe because it was cold, and it wasn't even too hot. Sheng Wang originally thought that he would wash in the back, in case the water was not enough, he would be the only one unlucky. Unexpectedly, there is more hot water than he imagined, and the speed is completely sufficient. When the water flow slowly became smaller and cooler, he just finished washing.
Sheng Wang pushed the small window open to disperse the fog, wiped his hair and walked out. Jiang Tian was already sitting at the table writing the speech for tomorrow.
With the lesson from the previous day, they did not dare to forget their homework, and they copied the speech topic and after-class Q&A honestly after class. Sheng Wang put the towel around his neck and went to carry his schoolbag.
He took a notebook and a pen from his bag, pulled out another chair beside the table, and sat down. As a result, as soon as my arm fell on the edge of the table, my mind began to flash back to last night's clip...
He clutched the corner of the table with his fingers and tilted his head slightly. Later, I didn't know when I let go, and my knuckles curled up a little, and then I grabbed Jiang Tian's arm.
…
This table is poisonous.
Sheng Wang stood up in a hurry almost as soon as he sat down. He grabbed the notebook and pen and turned around twice, and climbed the stairs to the upper bunk under Jiang Tian's attention.
"What are you doing there?" Jiang Tian asked.
Sheng Wang sat down on the wooden stairs halfway up, and said in a tone of meditation: "I'm happy."
Jiang Tian raised his eyebrows and said nothing. He nodded and looked down to read, with white wireless earphones plugged into his ears. When he bows his head, the curvature of the muscles and bones on his shoulders will become obvious, like a beautiful and sharp bow. The shoulders are wide and the waist is narrow, with a feeling unique to this age, thin but not thin.
Sheng Wang never writes the whole speech when he writes the speech, he just writes key words. This is fast and he can make adjustments on the fly, without the jerky feeling of rote memorization.
He memorized fragmentary phrases in his notebook, and he couldn't help but look up at his brother's back as he wrote.
After a while, he pursed his lips and stood up again clutching the notebook and pen. He walked back to the table, pulled the chair away without saying a word, and sat down beside Jiang Tian
As soon as he put down his things, the people around him suddenly asked, "Why are you back?"
Sheng Wang was holding the pen to write the words, when he heard the words, he glanced at him and then looked back, continued to write a few letters, and said, "I'm happy."
The dorm was quiet, save for the rustling of the tip of his pen across the pages. His arm was against Jiang Tian's arm, his skin was touching the other's skin, and his body temperature was passed to each other without hindrance.
After he finished writing this phrase, he finally stopped in the overflowing ambiguity.
He saw that Jiang Tian took off an earphone and turned his head, his eyes cast from his half-open eyes.
The breaths fell between the lips, and when they were about to touch, there was a sudden knock on the door outside.
Sheng Wang: "… "
Which idiot on a horse is here at this time? !