Sheng Wang flapped his wings and walked to the door aggressively, and only when his hands were on the doorknob did he realize that he was too stupid.
Thinking of this, he felt that he had lost a lot.
The idiot was still knocking on the door, and he opened the door with a sullen face. He was about to ask "Why?" when he found that the "idiot" was the teacher of the training camp. A group of 5 people, led by the logistics teacher, stood smilingly. door.
Sheng Wang: "… "
"Yo, what's your expression like? Are you uncomfortable?" The teacher always had some preference for students with outstanding grades. These teachers all liked Sheng Wang, and they didn't speak so seriously after class.
Sheng Wang obediently put down the butcher's knife and made an excuse: "I have a stomachache."
"Why do you have a stomachache? Did you eat bad food or get a cold?" the teacher asked.
Sheng Wang bit his head and took out the "hands without the power to bind the chicken" character that he had not used for a long time, and said, "No, it is just a poor physique."
On the other hand, the logistics teacher said: "I guess I'm still caught cold. This school is also funny. That broken pipe will not be fixed sooner or later. If I choose to change it during the training camp, let alone them, I almost poured cold water in the shower just now."
The grammar teacher said, "Oh, I took a shower at noon after class in the morning, and I really didn't pay attention. If I take a cold shower on this day, it would be incredible."
"That is to say, I will definitely get sick."
They entered the door one after another, greeted Jiang Tian, and looked around in the dormitory.
"Teacher, why did you suddenly come to the dormitory?" Sheng Wang asked,
The teacher of the speech class gave a "ha" and said, "Did I get caught by deserting in class? I didn't pay attention to the lecture at first sight. I said in the afternoon that we would come in the evening. I was busy with various preparations for the first two days, and tonight I just had some free time, so I came here to see if you guys are living well, and I didn’t expect the water cut to happen, so we can’t say it anymore.”
After he finished speaking, he pointed to Jiang Tian and said, "You can see that Jiang Tian listened carefully, he knew we were coming and didn't ask such a question."
Sheng Wang: "… "
He knows shit.
Jiang Tiangang put down his pen and stood up from the table. Seeing Sheng Wang's grievous expression, he couldn't help but want to laugh. At that moment, his expression was caught by the speech teacher. He said, "You see, you are not very emotional now!"
Jiang Tian: "?"
"I've told you eight hundred times in the past two days. Your manuscript is very beautifully written, and your words are precise and sharp." The teacher said, "There is a problem with emotional rendering. You can see that a successful speaker can make The crowd is furious and can also bring tears to the eyes. After the speech, the audience should be full of emotions or emotional—"
The teacher himself talked about his enthusiasm, and he talked for a long time. It was an impromptu speech on "how to make cold-faced students enthusiastic".
After he finished speaking, he unscrewed the mineral water in his hand and took two sips, and asked Jiang Tian, "Are you feeling surging?"
Jiang Tian: "…"
He pondered for two seconds and was about to speak. The teacher raised his hand and said, "It's alright, don't say it, it's enough to see your expression."
He turned to several colleagues and said, "I will resign tomorrow."
The teachers were dying of laughter.
The speech teacher said sternly: "Okay, no joke, seriously. The pk of the speech during the training camp is still very important. You think, if there is a trick between the masters, 1 point more and 1 point less will have a great impact, and the PK points will be converted into In the total score, it is a very impressive number.”
"We actually came here today for this purpose, that is, while there are still many days in the training camp, we will warn all the students first. The final result of the competition is one aspect. Our original intention is to hope that outstanding students can make up for their shortcomings and become better. Everyone has their own personality, and what they are good at and what they are not good at are different. I didn't intend to force you to be so vocal. What you have now is completely enough for the competition, but I still hope that you can work harder Lift it up."
The teacher pointed to Shengwang and said, "Look, roommates are ready-made resources, you can speak with one person and the other as an audience. Just see if you can impress him and make him cry, right? "
This group of teachers really cherish their talents. Even after class, they couldn't help but dig out a lot of experience and skills, and chatted from dormitory to dormitory.
In the end, the group held a small meeting and said some things to pay attention to in the final game, and then it was completely dispersed.
It was already deep in the night, and the voices in the corridor receded like a tide, and they were cut off by the dormitory door.
Sheng Wang yawned twice, feeling a little more sleepy.
This group of students is a bit faulty. They like to compete with themselves. Even if they want to sleep, they have to hold on to their mobile phones to play games for a while. Obviously, they can't keep their eyes open, and they have to chat with Hu Tianhai on WeChat. It seems that if you don't waste yourself to sleep unconsciously, you will be blind to this good time. There are only ten minutes between classes, and sleep is the most peaceful.
After Sheng Wang brushed his teeth, he walked around the dormitory twice, picked up Jiang Tian's speech, and sat down on the stairs to the upper bunk.
Jiang Tian was over the washbasin, and the sound of the rushing water came along with the humming of the electric toothbrush. Sheng Wang stepped on the next step, and while listening to the movement of the other person, he twisted the zipper and looked down at the manuscript.
Jiang Tian came from there. He simply splashed his face again, and the tips of the hair on his forehead were stained with tiny drops of water. Sheng Wang sat a little high, and he lowered his head slightly. From the angle of the stairs, he could only see the bridge of his straight nose and the line of his straight lips.
Young Master Sheng stared at it for a few seconds, then silently looked away. Once the restlessness of this age finds an exit, I can't wait to step on the threshold every day.
While making a move, silently reflecting on—
When he was about to move, his eyes would always aim below the tip of Jiang Tian's nose, and sometimes he couldn't react. I don't know if Jiang Tian has noticed it, and I don't know how he will feel when he notices it.
Then he silently reflected on himself and felt like a rascal.
"Why are you sitting on the stairs again?" Jiang Tian took out a tissue.
As soon as he opened his mouth, Sheng Wang felt that he was caught straight, so he straightened one leg and changed to a calmer posture.
He shook the notebook in his hand and said, "I'm looking at your speech. Didn't the teacher just say that it was very beautiful, so let me read it."
Jiang Tian remembered the teacher's ridicule again, and was a little helpless: "After reading it? Give it back to me after reading it."
"No." Sheng Wang didn't read a word just now. He flipped through two pages and said, "It's better to hear it than to read it. Why don't you just say it directly."
"Don't think about it." Jiang Tian gave no face at all.
"The teacher said, you can't blind me, a free listener."
"Forget it."
"Come on, where can you find such a cooperative audience." Sheng Wang made him addicted, leaned back like a boss, spread his hands and said, "Come on, let's be gentle and make me cry."
"… "
There was a moment of silence in the dormitory, Jiang Tian shook the water from the tip of his hair, blinked and then raised his eyes.
After Sheng Wang finished speaking, he felt that this was not quite right. He caught Jiang Tian's line of sight and immediately said, "No, I mean to use your speech to get it..."
He closed his mouth halfway through his words, thinking it might be better not to say anything.
The scene words learned from Sheng Mingyang didn't work in this situation, and he suddenly became clumsy.
The eldest young master silently withdrew his arrogant feet, shut himself up on the stairs for a few seconds, then turned around and slid to the upper bunk. The movements are very calm, but the back is full of "I'm fucking ashamed again".
Jiang Tian's eyes were still on the stairs. After a long time, he blinked before he came back to his senses. The person on the upper bunk had buried himself alive. He subconsciously walked back to the sink and turned on the faucet before he remembered that he had finished washing up. So he calmly washed his hands a second time, took out a second tissue to wipe clean, and then turned off the light and went back to the bed.
When he pulled the quilt and sat on the bed, a strand of night wind slipped in through the gap between the doors and windows of the balcony. He felt a little cold, but he didn't take it to heart. As a result, he was punished the next day.
Sheng Wang was called by the alarm clock at 7:15, and Mi Fan opened his eyes only to find that Jiang Tian's speech was still in his hand. The temperature has dropped a little bit this morning, and it's a bit chilly in the morning.
He pulled a coat and put it on from the top bunk, trying to return the manuscript, but found that the man in the bottom bunk was still sleeping facing the wall.
Jiang Tian always wakes up early, and it's a little unusual to fall asleep at this point.
Sheng Wang leaned on the bed and stretched out his head to look in, and asked softly, "Are you awake?"
Jiang Tian frowned and replied in a low voice, "Well."
After a while, he opened his eyes, turned over, sat up and asked, "What time is it?"
Sheng Wang didn't look at the time, but stared at his face for a while and asked, "Are you uncomfortable?"
Jiang Tian knows best in his heart whether he is comfortable or not. In fact, he woke up once more than 5 o'clock, his throat was so dry, and his whole body was cold for a while, so he went to the kitchen to get a cup of hot water to drink.
I thought it would be fine to cover and sleep, but I didn't expect it to be more serious when I woke up in the morning, even my eyes were sore and dry.
It was the first time that Sheng Wang saw Jiang Tian's appearance, his skin changed from cold white to pale, his hair was scattered in a mess on his forehead, and his eyes were half-covered when he lowered his head. Through the gaps in the messy hair, you can see his frown.
He suspected that Jiang Tian had a fever, but there was no thermometer in the dormitory. So he leaned over, trying to compare the temperature against the other's forehead.
Jiang Tian probably felt his movement, half-opened his eyes, hesitated for a moment and then subconsciously let it go. "Stay away, contagious," he said hoarsely.
"What kind of infection is spreading, I'll try if you burn it." Sheng Wang stubbornly leaned against his forehead, feeling hot.
"Why is the fever so bad all of a sudden?" Sheng Wang straightened up, hurried to get the campus map issued by the logistics teacher, and anxiously rummaged for the location of the infirmary.
Jiang Tian sat on the bedside for a while and said, "Maybe it was too early yesterday."
"That's not true." Sheng Wang said, suddenly remembering what the teachers casually mentioned last night, and also the faint water vapor in the bathroom before he took a shower, and the page turning movement stopped abruptly.
He looked at the reddish glow in Jiang Tian's eyes and asked, "Brother, did you use hot water in your shower yesterday?"
Jiang Tian didn't raise his eyes, rubbed his temples on his own, and moved his chapped lips slightly: "I used it."
fraud.
Sheng Wang thought.
The teacher said that a successful speaker can use words to make people feel full of emotion, make people feel emotional, make people laugh and cry, and make people feel full of things but can't speak.
But Jiang Tian is different.
He did it all without saying a word.