Zhou Shu choked for a moment, and finally remembered that he was still broadcasting live, and squeezed his fists at his teammates: "Fighting is just a metaphor, understand?"
The teammates nodded with interest: "Understood."
There was already laughter on the barrage.
[Hahahahahahahahahahahaha...]
[Is beating someone a metaphor? I don't read much. Don't lie to me.]
[Yes, hitting is an adjective, I prove it!]
[So what did the ex-sister-in-law do?]
How did you do it
Thinking back on the past, Zhou Shu shivered uncontrollably, and killed another person with a big move, slashing at the corpse several times before recovering: "It's not that I can't understand him, it's that I've never seen anyone who does this. My brother has to buy breakfast every day, and if he doesn’t buy it, he won’t eat it if he’s hungry; he must occupy a seat in the library for self-study, and if he doesn’t occupy it, he won’t go to study; "
The teammates were dumbfounded, and weakly raised their hands: "Is this... doing? Isn't this what a boyfriend should do."
It's what a boyfriend should do, if the other party is a girl. Buying breakfast, occupying a seat, and even walking with your back on your back are all college love-based actions.
The problem is, that man is a big man taller than his brother!
Zhou Shu couldn't hold back: "Then he still accepts chocolates from others!"
Teammates understood: "That's a bit of a bitch."
Zhou Shu seemed to have found a breakthrough, and he was very excited: "Not only did he accept it, but he also pretended to buy it himself, and gave it to my brother."
Teammate: "What the hell?"
Zhou Shu: "Do you know how they broke up in the end? He texted my brother and asked him to meet at the hotel."
The teammate showed a wretched smile: "Yo Yo Yo, and then?"
[Then, I took out the one that was bigger than my brother...]
[Then, in turn, forced my brother?]
[Then, backhand a report to the police uncle?]
The barrage began to guess wildly.
Zhou Shu scratched the red hair on the top of his head vigorously: "Then my stupid brother waited for a whole day but didn't find anyone, and a group of unknown things beat him up, almost killing him."
The game character manipulated by the teammate fell into the abyss with a slip of his hand: "What? What the hell! What kind of woman is this, a fairy dance? This is too vicious!"
Zhou Shu: "..."
Seems like a bit of a misnomer. Before he could recover, he was suddenly slapped on the back of the head, and his entire face fell onto the keyboard. The armored game character danced wildly, performing a coquettish reaking in front of the enemy.
"What nonsense are you talking about?" Xia Yuzhou wiped his hair with one hand, and appeared behind his younger brother like a ghost.
Zhou Shu patted his hand away from his head, turned his head and bared his teeth at him, but he caught sight of his teammate's dull eyes from the corner of his eye. His teammates motioned him to look at the screen, which was already filled with dense barrage.
[Ah, ah, so handsome! So fucking handsome!]
[I can do this brother!]
[The tree is for you, brother is for me!]
[Brother speaks procrastinatingly, like a social boss with a toothpick in an old Hong Kong movie. Yes, very!]
In order to hit his younger brother, he accidentally entered the camera and was caught by fans. The hair on Zhou Shu's head exploded immediately, and he quickly turned to look at his brother.
He just took a shower, didn't wear a mask, his extremely fair face was fumigated by hot water, and it was glowing a healthy pink. It looked like a human being, and the terrifying fangs were not exposed. fine.
Zhou Shu pushed him out of the camera range: "What I said is the truth, if he is not convinced, tell him to hit me."
…
The next day, Xia Yuzhou got up before dawn.
Kicked the younger brother who was lying on his back in sleep: "I went to the clinic."
I made an appointment with Chen Mo yesterday, and I ran out of the hospital to the clinic to find my father when I could move. In order to prevent his son from being lost, Xia Yuzhou had to rush there as soon as possible.
Zhou Shu ignored him, poked his head into the quilt and continued to sleep. Last night, the live broadcast lasted until 2 o'clock, just as he lay down, Xia Yuzhou caught him showing off his new son again. As Xia Yuzhou's father's transformed half-way son, Zhou Shu doesn't have the ability to embrace others for the first time, so it's hard to understand Xia Yuzhou's excitement.
"Aren't you going with me to meet the eldest nephew?" Xia Yuzhou grabbed a bunch of red hair and tried to dig out his younger brother.
The answer to him was to bury his head deeper and try to kick his big feet.
"My heartless second uncle, I will tell my children not to be filial to you."
Xia Yuzhou came to Dusk Road in the twilight morning light. It was still early, and most of the shops on the street were closed, only two breakfast shops were open.
Buy a bag of Xiaolongbao and eat while walking, throw it in the air and open your mouth to catch it. Walking to the door of "Summer Dentistry", I happened to eat six steamed buns.
"Yuzhou, you're here so early." The lady proprietress of the beauty shop next door also got up early, saw the young man in front of the clinic, and greeted with a smile, "Your small bucket of paint, put a flower pot for you." down."
"Okay." Xia Yuzhou responded, took out the paint from under the flowerpot, and continued the work that failed yesterday - painting the mailbox.
This clinic has been closed for many years and everything needs to be renovated. Someone had already asked someone to paint the exterior, but those workers were lazy and blocked the wooden mailbox in front of the door.
The mailbox was set up when his father opened the clinic. Modern people seldom write letters, but Comrade Xia insisted on hanging a mailbox on the wall, saying that maybe some old friends would send letters.
Xia Yuzhou had never seen an old friend's letter, and he had only received advertising leaflets all day long. I haven't been here for five years now, and miraculously, the mailbox has not been filled with advertisements, but it can't be opened either. The little key was lost somewhere, and Xia Yuzhou didn't bother to look for it, so he simply sealed the mailbox and painted it with new paint as an ornament.
After painting the powder blue paint in the same style as the wall, and drawing a black cat's mouth in the middle, Xia Yuzhou admired his masterpiece with satisfaction, washed his hands and opened the door of the clinic.
The clinic was in a mess, large instruments were covered with dust covers, and useless consumables were thrown into cardboard boxes by Xia Yuzhou yesterday. The stools and tables were covered with thick dust, and eight out of ten light bulbs were broken, and the refrigerator was still running after being scrubbed.
"It's really troublesome." Xia Yuzhou looked at the room full of things, and it took great perseverance to resist the urge to turn around and leave.
If it's just him, he can still hang out for a while. Now that I have a son to raise, the reopening of the clinic must be urgently put on the agenda.
After finding a cardboard box and sitting down, Xia Yuzhou took out the calculations:
There are a total of two conjoined dental treatment units, which are already a bit old. Currently I can't afford to hire a second dentist, he is the only one doing the job, so I can sell the two and get a new one.
Most of the consumables have expired, and it is a big deal to buy them again.
Also need at least two employees, a front desk cashier and a nurse.
…
The more he counted, the more headache he got, the yellowed note paper was turned into a mess, and the tree diagram turned into a bush of thorns.
"Old Xia, you said it's not good for you to leave me something, leaving such a mess," Xia Yuzhou lay down on the big box, "I'm the worst at tidying up."
Too troublesome.
When I was in school, the teacher drew the key points, and it would be much easier to sort them out and list them in a table. But for Xia Yuzhou, the most difficult step is the step of "sorting it out into a table". Usually, he just memorizes everything directly, regardless of who is the focus.
It wasn't until someone started self-study with him that Xia Yuzhou really had his own "key form".
The pitch-black pages breathed on his face, Xia Yuzhou planned to sleep while waiting for his son to come to the door. I don't know if it was caused by this bad luck, but I dreamed about the past.
"The results of the school grass selection are out, hahahaha...what do you think is your number?" Zhou Shu rushed back from the Internet cafe, with a mixed smell of tobacco and instant noodles on his body, and he couldn't see his teeth smiling.
Xia Yuzhou was fiddling with props and swords, and the school art troupe was holding a cultural festival, and he was required to perform sword dancing. I've been busy preparing for the program recently, and didn't pay much attention to the "school grass selection" on the school forum. Hearing his younger brother talking about it, he casually asked, "What number?"
On the school's S forum, pictures of more than 20 boys were hung up, asking everyone to vote for the school grass. There are not only online activities, but also offline support and canvassing by girls. This activity has been in full swing for a week, and today the final result has finally been decided.
"Third." Zhou Shu clicked on the notes on the table and showed him the page.
"Heh?" Xia Yuzhou raised his eyebrows, and suddenly became interested, "Is there anyone more handsome than Master in this school?"
"Pfft—" The roommate, who was sitting on the bed drinking Coke, spat out, "Xia Yuzhou, you should show some face, there is no one more handsome than you."
"Tch, let me see who is so embarrassing in front of you." Xia Yuzhou pouted and looked closer. As a pure blood race, not to mention anything else, just with this radiant white skin, I don't believe that there is any human being who can compare to me. The two cubs in front must have voted.
The first place is Si Jun, a sophomore in the School of Clinical Medicine.
The second place is He Yu, the first researcher of the School of Basic Medical Sciences.
The third place is Xia Yuzhou, a sophomore in the School of Stomatology.
…
The photo of the second place is really good-looking, the first place has no photo at all, only a name, Xia Yuzhou touched his chin.
The roommate watched the excitement and came over eagerly: "It's the two of them."
"You know?" Xia Yuzhou opened a bag of dried jujube slices and handed them to his roommate.
"Kacha Kacha", the roommate grabbed a handful and threw it into his mouth and chewed: "I have seen He Yu, the basic guy, the one who has been on a TV show. Si Jun... this guy is very secretive, everyone says he is so handsome, girls It’s kind of mysterious to call him a noble son or a little prince anyway.”
It is really mysterious to win the championship with just one name.
"I know, Mr. Medical University." Zhou Shu, who is also in the clinical hospital, raised his hand, "It is said that he looks like a nobleman in the middle ages, a generation of kings, but I have never seen it."
The more I listened, the more curious I became. Xia Yuzhou really wanted to know what Si Jun looked like.
"It's easy to handle, why don't you go to the school grass award ceremony." The roommate pointed to the reminder below the forum.
The top three in the school grass selection will hold an award ceremony tomorrow, awarding school grass medals, and some prizes sponsored by the event. The content of the prize is a box of sunscreen spray per person.
Xia Yuzhou's heart was moved immediately.
"Then I'll go check out the sunscreen... Cough, what do the top two look like."