Chen Ke usually doesn't swear at people very much, but he swears a few times in a row, and he is really angry.
Compared with him, Qin Fang was much calmer. At first he was a little surprised that he didn't know what to say, but later he even smiled and said to his roommate on the phone, "Okay, I see."
After hanging up the phone, Qin Fang's pace didn't change, and when he got to the supermarket downstairs, he went to bring drinks for his roommate.
No wonder Chen Ke said on the phone, "It stinks!" It really stinks. Before Qin Fang entered the dormitory, the small supermarket outside already smelled the pungent smell of stinky paint. After entering the courtyard, he turned on the flashlight and shook it towards the car. He didn't want to look at it, but now he held back his breath and took a closer look, then raised his eyebrows.
"What's the matter, brother Fang?" A boy he knew in the courtyard looked down from the upstairs balcony and asked Qin Fang yelling.
Qin Fang put away his mobile phone and looked up. Many people were lying here watching. Qin Fang raised his voice and said, "I'm sorry, brothers, it's quite fuzzy."
"Hey, what's the matter!" Someone said upstairs, "If you need help, just say it!"
"Thank you, brother!" Qin Fang rushed upstairs and shook his arm, then opened the car door, got into the car, and drove the car out. It was too smoky to put the car downstairs. Qin Fang drove the car a long way to find an empty place to put it. When he came back, the place where he put the car just now was covered by several sheets, and the corners were pressed by bricks. Thinking about it, his roommate probably made it. The smell is indeed much less, so that the whole dormitory area will not smell of stinky paint.
As soon as Qin Fang opened the door of the dormitory, Chen Ke just came out of the shower, and another roommate sat at the table reciting vocabulary. Qin Fang threw the drink to them and asked, "Did you two press the sheets?"
"Ah," Chen Ke asked him, "how do you get the car?"
"It's okay." Qin Fang took off his coat and put it on a chair, took a towel and went to take a bath, "I won't say thank you, my family."
"Thank you," another roommate named Shen Dengke answered him, "buy me two new sheets later."
"It's easy to say," Qin Fang patted him on the shoulder and said with a smile, "Buy ten or eight for Deng Keer."
Chen Ke chuckled: "Let you hang yourself with it?"
"What do you care about me?" Shen Dengke turned back and said.
"I'm afraid you'll go crazy and hang yourself," Chen Ke said.
Qin Fang didn't hear that they were poor anymore, he couldn't stand the smell, so he went to the bathroom to take a shower.
Water poured down from the top of his head, Qin Fang shook his head, and then wiped his face. After tossing and tossing all night, I am actually a little tired and irritable. He doesn't feel bad about the car. It wasn't a luxury car at first. It was given to him by his father on his 18th birthday the year before last. He has driven an SUV worth hundreds of thousands of dollars for almost two years. Going up to Zhang Yang, there are several better cars parked downstairs than him.
I looked at it with the light of the mobile phone before, but I didn't see it too clearly, but I saw it clearly when I drove out under the street light.
- Good color, emerald green paint.
A bucket of green paint was not spoiled at all, it was all spilled on the car. This color is somewhat sensitive, if it is just to find him some unpleasantness, a bucket of white paint is enough, and if you want to make it more eye-catching, choose a bucket of red, it is indeed a bit deliberate to struggle to pick a bucket of green.
Where did this bucket of paint come from? Qin Xin didn't have any clues. He had been very quiet during this time, had no conflicts with others, and attended classes honestly every day. When he was not in class, he played with Hua Tong and the others, and with a five-good youth. Like, or he was originally a five-good young man.
The two roommates were so angry that Qin Fang's bedtime activity this night was to listen to the two roommates swearing. But he himself wasn't angry, at most he was a little baffled, and now he didn't even know who did it and why, so there was no way to get angry, and it seemed like he was a bit stupid to be angry now.
The next morning, Qin Fang skipped two classes and called Hua Tong and a few friends who usually had a good time to come over to clean the floor.
The green paint can’t just be spread on the ground like this, it’s too ugly, the flat concrete floor in the yard is so green, it looks like a lump, if he doesn’t do it himself, it’s a sanitation man, so don’t cause trouble to others up. Qin Fang was wearing a black T-shirt and sweatpants, piled up four water basins and a pile of cleaning balls and rags, squatted there and brushed very seriously.
"Brother Fang, what's the situation?" The boy who just arrived was still a little confused, and didn't understand what kind of formation this was.
"Help me with some work," Qin Fang squatted there looking up at him, and threw him a cleaning ball, "It makes people green."
"Huh?" The boy was even more puzzled, "...is it green?"
"Well, with a green face." Qin Fang said with a smile.
A few friends nearby also laughed, Hua Tong squatted next to Qin Fang, touched his arm, and asked him in a low voice: "It's a joke, but where does this 'green' come from? Have you thought about it?" .”
After squatting for a long time, Qin Fang's legs became numb, and he shifted his weight to another leg, saying, "I didn't figure out anything."
Hua Tong looked at him, and asked directly: "Have you asked Gong Qi?"
Qin Fang didn't speak, but shook his head.
Qin Fang didn't want to think about things that didn't make sense to other girls. Gong Qi said she was single when she first started chasing her. And there's no way to ask this question, it doesn't matter if it's related, it's embarrassing to ask, as if you don't trust others. But it's no wonder that Hua Tong mentioned Gong Qi, Qin Fang's last girlfriend was a year ago, and they broke up not long after school started, and Qin Fang has been single until now. Although Qin Fang and Gong Qi haven't made it yet, she is the only one who can make Qin Fang get along with Lu.
Qin Fang said: "Maybe it's the color you can touch with your eyes closed, don't think too much."
"Well, just wait," Hua Tong sighed, stood up, stomped his legs and squatted down again, "You have to know who it is first."
Qin Fang wasn't worried about this at all. If the other party didn't like him or wanted to find him awkward, then he wouldn't let it go with a bucket of paint, and there must be something else to say.
Afterwards, Qin Fang threw the car directly to the 4S shop for them to clean, and also repainted the scratched places before. After coming back from the 4s store, Qin Fang went directly to the classroom. He was busy this afternoon, and there was a lecture theater with more than 100 people. Qin Fang found a seat on the farthest side and planned to sleep for two hours.
When half asleep and half awake, the phone was vibrating in his pocket, Qin Fang frowned and took it out to see, it was Hua Tong.
In the chat interface are the monitoring clips sent by Hua Tong continuously, the bottom line of text: The case has been solved, Zhou Siming, a third-year student in the School of Chemistry.
Qin Fang clicked on the video, and the people on the screen were not afraid of the surveillance cameras at all. They took a bucket of paint and poured it directly on Qin Fang's car. They didn't wear masks or hats. They probably weren't afraid of Qin Fang looking for him at all.
Qin Fang replied to Hua Tong: awesome.
Qin Fang didn't know this person, and he had never seen him before. The only people he had contact with from the School of Chemistry were the two boys from the Student Union, both of whom were honest science men. Other than that, he had never met anyone from the School of Chemistry.
Even everyone knows who, the school is so big, and everyone can be found out in an instant. Hua Tong held this person's contact information in his hand, Qin Fang didn't go directly to find someone, he is not so stupid in his twenties. Qin Fang should go to class and go home on weekends, it doesn't matter at all.
He hadn't been home for almost a month, and Jian Muyang's family almost turned upside down. Qin Fang couldn't get into the gate by taking a taxi, and the newly replaced security guard at the guard box didn't know him, so he asked Qin Fang whose house he was going to. Qin Fang said the door number, and the security guard thought he was here to visit and asked him to talk to the owner.
Qin Fang didn't want to explain too much, and he didn't bother to say that he was Jian Mingtao's son, and he didn't want to make this call, it was too funny. Qin Fang then got out of the car and walked in by himself.
It was quite a long walk from the gate to the small building of Jian's house, and Qin Fang walked for a long time before halfway. A car came up behind him, Qin Fang didn't look back, and gave way to the side.
"Brother!" The car stopped slowly beside him, and Jian Muyang's voice came over, full of surprise.
Qin Fang looked sideways, it was the driver who picked up Jian Muyang and just came back from school, Qin Fang smiled: "Yo, the young master is back?"
"Brother, come up!" Jian Muyang pushed open the car door, Qin Fang took off his schoolbag and sat in, the driver greeted him, Qin Fang returned.
"Brother, why are you walking back?" Jian Muyang asked him, "Where's your car?"
"No," Qin Fang took out the chocolate for Jian Muyang from his schoolbag and threw it on his lap, "Miss me?"
"Think!" Jian Muyang rubbed against him, putting his arms around his arm, "I have to remind you all the time, otherwise I'm afraid you'll forget that you have a younger brother."
"I can't forget it," Qin Fang reached out and pressed Jian Muyang's head, ruffling his hair, "You have to call me four or five times a week to summon me, how hard I am can forget you."
Jian Muyang is ten years old this year. He is a handsome young man. Although Qin Fang didn't like Jian Muyang's mother, Qin Fang never really hated Jian Muyang since he was born. Blood relationship is a wonderful thing, even if you have already brought hostility and prejudice towards him before he was born, the first time you see him, it can still soften your heart.
This tenderness is Qin Fang's only concern for Jian's family now. Others can't talk about resentment or hatred. If you really want to talk about it at the root, it should be indifference. If it weren't for Jian Muyang, Qin Fang might not be able to come back once a semester now, and naturally he doesn't need to come back if he has nothing to worry about.
"Yangyang is back?" As soon as they opened the door and came in, Dong Yin came out from the kitchen and said as she walked, "I made fruit tea for you, didn't you say you want something sweet in the morning?"
After she finished speaking, she saw Qin Fang, paused for a moment, then smiled and said, "Xiao Fang is back too? I told your father about you yesterday, and I haven't been back for a long time."
Qin Fang smiled lightly at her.
Dong Yin is thirty-six years old and looks very young. She looks beautiful without makeup at home and has a very temperament. Her hair was casually tied in a bun at the back of her neck, and she was wearing a long cotton dress. Qin Fang paused for two seconds when his gaze swept across her body. Dong Yin followed his gaze and raised his hand to caress the slightly protruding belly.
Qin Fang looked up at her face, Dong Yin smiled gently at him, and said softly: "I will come home more often in the future, and I will have your younger brother again, not necessarily...or younger sister, I hope it is younger sister .”
"I hope it's my sister too," Jian Muyang was still holding Qin Fang's two fingers, and he didn't let go until now. He raised his face to look at Qin Fang, shook his hand, and was a little careful when he connected it. Ask him, "Brother, what do you want?"
Qin Fang looked down at Jian Muyang and saw his big clean eyes on his fair face. Qin Fang gently pulled the corner of his lips, and said, "... everything is fine."