Jiang Kuo was in a dilemma. He couldn't let go. Whether he wanted to open the door of 107 or knock on the door of the opposite dormitory to ask for help, he had to put Duan Feifei down.
But in this kneeling position, when you lay it back flat, your legs have to be turned into a W. He doesn't know if Duan Feifei has such good flexibility. Anyway, he doesn't. If he lies forward...
"106's!" Jiang Kuo whispered, "Is there anyone here!"
"Who?" Someone in 106 replied, "Why?"
"I'm Jiang Kuo," Jiang Kuo said, "come out to help."
The people inside were silent.
Jiang Kuo reflected on his tone and content within a second, and shouted again: "Duan Feifei fainted."
106's door opened instantly.
"Damn," the shirtless man who came out quickly turned around and waved at the scene, "Help me, what's going on?"
"I don't know, I drank... I didn't drink many bottles..." Jiang Kuo held Duan Feihan's head, waited for Brother Armor to straighten his legs, and wanted to drag him off the ground with his arms.
It's a pity that he underestimated Duan Feifei's weight, and in addition to this completely uncooperative state, he didn't pull up, and Duan Feifei's head tilted back.
"Hold his head." A white T-shirt who just ran out of the dormitory confessed.
Another black trousers took the key from Duan Feihan to open the door.
"Well." Jiang Kuo responded.
To be honest, he has never cleaned up people. In the past, there were always people drinking at parties, but he never took a second glance. Now that he was suddenly asked to carry people, he was in a hurry.
Just as he let go of his hand to support his head, Duan Feifei's body fell backwards.
He quickly grabbed the clothes on Duan Feifei's chest and lifted it up.
Duan Feifei's T-shirt, which seemed to be of good quality, was torn from the shoulder just like that.
Several people in 106 turned their heads neatly and looked at him together.
Jiang Kuo grabbed Duan Feifei's right arm and put on a skilled tone: "Pull the arm, and then support the head again."
107's door opened, and a few people pulled Duan Feifei into the house.
"Recliner." Jiang Kuo commanded again skillfully.
The bed couldn't be lifted, but fortunately there were reclining chairs, so if you wanted to change to a dormitory, you had to put it on the ground.
After the recliner was flat, someone went to rub the towel.
"The air conditioner is on." Jiang Kuo said as he ran out of the dormitory.
"Uncle Zhao!" He patted the window of the duty room.
Uncle Zhao turned around and saw that it was him, and immediately pointed, "Is there anything else you have to do?"
"Duan Feifei fainted!" Jiang Kuo said, "Do you know what happened to him? He didn't drink a few bottles, and suddenly..."
"Fainted?" Uncle Zhao thought for two seconds.
"Don't understand you!" Jiang Kuo was anxious, took out his mobile phone, and prepared to dial 120.
"I'll take a look," Uncle Zhao made a gesture of "please be calm and don't panic", got up and walked out of the duty room, and walked inside, "Did you drink?"
"Yes." Jiang Kuo pushed Uncle Zhao behind him, "Would you hurry up?"
"Is it polite?" Uncle Zhao quickened his pace. "It's fine if you drink, but if you drink, you won't faint. He can't even drink Duan Ling with that little amount of alcohol!"
As a person who has never been drunk, Jiang Kuo can't understand that even if it is a large can of forty-five cans of three cases of beer, nine people can still be drunk and unconscious.
Uncle Zhao entered 107, walked to the reclining chair, bent down to look at Duan Feifei, and patted him on the face.
"Well..." Duan Feifei snorted.
"Asleep." Uncle Zhao concluded, "He was like this when he was a child. He drank a glass of beer and fell asleep while standing."
horse
Jiang Kuo looked at Duan Feifei, then looked up at Uncle Zhao again.
"I guess it is," Black Pants sighed, "I snorted when I first wiped my face."
"Let's all go back to the dormitory." Uncle Zhao waved his hand, "It's enough to have one guard here for a while."
Several people in 106 looked at Jiang Kuo at the same time. After all, this person walked between 119 and 107 every day and had a double residence.
"...Me." Jiang Kuo said.
Rescuing stray animals generally requires adhering to the principle of "rescue people first"... and Duan Feifei still drinks like this at his birthday BBQ PA.
After everyone dispersed, Jiang Kuo went back to 119, took his own bed, and was trampled on. Although Duan Feifei shook him, he was still a little disgusted, so he was on the side he thought was stepped on. Quilts with a pin poked to show the difference.
"Is it serious?" Tang Li asked, "Could it be alcohol poisoning?"
"Uncle Zhao said that he has been like this since he was a child, and his alcohol intake is too poor." Jiang Kuo said.
"It's really unbelievable," Li Zirui sighed, "I always thought he was the kind of 'boss! Come two catties of beef and three catties of wine', I never expected him."
"Then so..." Ma Xiao said suddenly, "He walked in the rivers and lakes and had disputes. The enemy didn't need to poison him to assassinate him, he only needed a few cans of beer."
Several people laughed wildly.
Jiang Kuo entered 107 with the quilt in his arms. When he saw Duan Feihan, he thought of Ma Xiao's words. He stood there happily for a long time before putting the quilt on the reclining chair next to him.
Duan Daxia slept on the reclining chair that cost a lot of money, and he could only sleep on the one who didn't spend a lot of money.
Originally, he didn't think there was any difference between the two reclining chairs, but after lying down, he found out that this cheap one is not at a maximum angle of 180 degrees, so it's not very comfortable to sleep.
He straightened the back of his chair again, took out his mobile phone, and went to Cannon to ask about Benben's situation.
Duan Feifei next to him suddenly sat up.
"Awake?" Jiang Kuo was stunned. Is this person so surprised when he wakes up drunk
But Duan Feifei ignored him and didn't turn his head here. After sitting for two seconds, he fell back with a bang and went back to sleep.
"I should have recorded it for you just now." Jiang Kuo said.
I just said that I will have a gift later, because I am afraid that no one will be there, so I will spend the night in the corridor!
Right, a gift.
Jiang Kuo stood up and looked around in the dormitory. He didn't see any gifts or anything that looked like gifts. He even glanced under the table.
"Where's the gift?" Jiang Kuo walked over to Duan Feifei and pushed him, "Duan Feifei."
Duan Feifei's arms moved, but he didn't mean to wake up.
The last possible place is probably the wardrobe, which is unlocked, but Duan Feifei is asleep, and he can't open the wardrobe to look at it.
But it shouldn't be possible, Duan Feifei's character is unlikely to hide gifts in the closet when no one else can come in this room.
This kind of stupid thing is usually done when President Jiang gives gifts to his wife.
Jiang Kuo sighed and lay back in the reclining chair.
Although he doesn't have any expectations for gifts, and there is nothing to surprise him as a gift, in this case, a person told him, I have a gift for you, and then there is no more.
Curiosity keeps you awake.
If the man was a cannon, he wouldn't, but this man was his college classmate, a man who lived in a world he had absolutely no idea of.
This gift is full of unknowns.
He sat up again.
There is one more place to be found.
That is a large cardboard box on Duan Feifei's desk.
The lid of the carton was not tightly closed, and a palm-sized one was open.
Jiang Kuo walked over and looked inside. He couldn't see anything in the shadows. He took out his mobile phone, turned on the flashlight, and looked back at Duan Feifei.
Then, he flashed the cardboard box with the light of his mobile phone, and glanced at it with the light.
Create a scene of passing by and glancing at the side.
Then he saw a bow.
that's it!
Jiang Kuo lifted the lid of the carton.
Inside was a huge black chinchilla, which looked ceramic, with a small bow tied around one ear, which looked like it was on the cake box Jiang Liao bought him that day.
He reached out and tapped, yes, it was ceramic.
What is this
He put down the phone, holding the box and wanted to put the thing on the ground and have a look.
Holding the carton hard.
The carton only slid half a centimeter across the table.
The weight was beyond his imagination.
"Is this fucking real?" Jiang Kuo turned around and asked Duan Feifei.
Duan Feifei's head was tilted towards him, but he slept soundly.
After being mentally prepared, Jiang Kuo picked up the box again and put his hands under the cardboard box. This time he picked it up, but it did exceed the proper weight of a ceramic ornament, even if its size was outside the normal range.
After putting it on the ground, Jiang Kuo grabbed the chinchilla's ear again, and carefully took the thing out of the cardboard box.
"At least ten kilograms," he said, "Duan Feihan, have you heard? Please wake up, what is this..."
He saw a slit in the back of the chinchilla's head.
"Piggy bank?" Jiang Kuo was shocked, looking at this piggy bank of chinchillas, which was about the size of a small water tank.
He slowly pushed the jar to an oblique angle and looked down, but it was still a jar without a mouth, and he didn't know what was in it.
"Is it money?" Jiang Kuo shook the jar, and there were some very thin sounds inside.
is money.
is a coin.
"Happy birthday." An extraordinary voice came from behind.
"Fuck!" Jiang Kuo was squatting, and knelt down directly.
Looking back, Duan Feifei was still leaning on the reclining chair, looking at him happily with his head on his side and his arms on his back.
"Are you awake?" Jiang Kuo asked.
Jiang Kuo was a little embarrassed that the shoulder of Duan Feifei's clothes was torn apart by him, but he didn't dare to tell Duan Feifei right away in order to keep the conversation going without breaking out.
"Well," said Duan Feifei, "I didn't drink much, I would wake up in a while, but even if I was so sleepy, you couldn't sleep even if you were talking about it."
"I didn't drink much," Jiang Kuo said. "A normal person just soaks his urine with just a little wine..."
"Yes," Duan Feifei stood up and walked to the toilet, "If you don't say that I almost forgot that I should have woken up."
The toilet door slammed shut.
Jiang Kuo was a little speechless, so he could only sit on the chair and continue to look at the jar. After looking at it for a while, he couldn't help but ask again, "Is there money in it!"
"Can you not ask people when they pee?" Duan Feifei's voice echoed the echo of the toilet.
"You just say yes, no," Jiang Kuo said, "at most two words, is it better than yours? This IQ is also suitable for urine shoes."
Duan Feifei washed his face, and when he came out, he seemed to be fine, and his steps were neat, but when he fainted, his steps were also neat.
"Put the coin," Duan Feifei squatted beside the jar and flicked his finger on the ear of Totoro, "One thousand yuan."
Jiang Kuo was stunned: "What do you mean?"
"I took 1,000 from the money that was charged to you and put it in coins," Duan Feifei said. "I always remind you to learn how to bargain."
"...My dad should thank you very much." Jiang Kuo said.
Duan Feifei smiled.
"Thank you." Jiang Kuo said, "This is really... I didn't expect it."
"I originally wanted to give you a red envelope," Duan Feifei said, "but I thought it was boring. This jar was discounted by Duan Ling and the ceramics department of their shopping mall, and she snatched it back."
Jiang Kuo opened his mouth, not knowing what to say.
"It's been at home for two months, and I don't know what to do." Duan Feifei said, "I just used it."
"Isn't it a piggy bank to put it at home? Put money in it." Jiang Kuo said.
"She was afraid that before the jar was full, she had already taken a step forward." Duan Feifei said.
Jiang Kuo laughed: "There are few opportunities to use money now, and the year of the monkey can be filled... Where did you get so many coins?"
"The bus company changed it." Duan Feifei said.
"Didn't all the buses scan the codes?" Jiang Kuo said, "There are still so many coins?"
"Okay, do you still know how to take the bus?" Duan Feifei said, "Have you ever taken it?"
"That's what I said," Jiang Kuo tutted and answered after a while, "I've never sat."
Duan Feifei laughed and coughed twice.
"This bow is the one on the cake box, right?" Jiang Kuo asked.
"Observation is good," Duan Feifei said. "That's it. I saw it was pretty good, so I stuck it."
"Are you all right?" Jiang Kuo looked at him.
"Well," Duan Feihan moved his neck, stretched out his hand and pinched on the side of his neck and shoulders, "that's..."
His hand paused, then touched his shoulder again.
Jiang Kuo cleared his throat and looked at him.
Duan Feifei also looked at him.
The silence was long.
After a while, Duan Feifei pointed at him, turned around and walked back to the toilet.
After a second, he withdrew: "Jiang Kuo? Is this what you did?"
"Yes." Jiang Kuo nodded.
Duan Feifei looked at him, raised his hand to take off his clothes, and raised it to look: "I didn't say it, I can almost guess how it was torn, but don't you know that you should pull your arm or something when pulling someone? , can pulling clothes pull people up?"
"In a hurry." Jiang Kuo saw the injury on Duan Feifei's body.
Somewhat amazing.
This looks as if someone was kicked and chopped, and the effect was chopped in circles.
"It's much better already," Duan Feifei noticed that he was watching, dropped his clothes, took a T-shirt from the closet and put it on, "It was very obvious before, and it is estimated that it will be almost invisible in a few months. "
"Are you afraid?" Jiang Kuo asked.
"Huh?" Duan Feifei looked at him.
"It was when he was cut." Jiang Kuo asked.
Duan Feifei was silent for a while, then nodded: "I'm afraid."
Jiang Kuo didn't speak.
"How could you not be afraid," Duan Feifei said, "Everyone was angry at that time, so I held my head and looked for a chance to run."
Jiang Kuo frowned.
"I'm most afraid of a lot of people in a fight. If you kill one person, you don't know who will kill you." Duan Feifei smiled, "You've never had a fight, have you?"
"I've never fought like this before," Jiang Kuo said, "and... someone will help me."
"It's pretty good, it's not what I imagined," Duan Feifei said. "I don't do anything with people anymore. When I was a child... I was very easy to get angry for a while, but after those years, I stopped being so impulsive."
"I'll buy you a new one tomorrow." Jiang Kuo said.
"No," said Duan Feifei, "if you fight with me and tear it apart, then I will let you pay."
"The ones from 106 brought you in together," Jiang Kuo said, "Uncle Zhao also came and said it's okay, you've always been like this."
"Five people, they tore my clothes before they came in." Duan Feifei lay back on the chair and sighed.
"You are the worst drinker I've ever met," Jiang Kuo said, "not as good as my mother."
Duan Feihe laughed twice: "But I seem to be able to drink very well. I can scare off a bunch of people by shouting 'full!', and I don't dare to fight with me at all."
It stands to reason that Duan Feifei is already fine, so there is no need for anyone to guard him.
But Jiang Kuo was leaning on the reclining chair, chatting with him for a while, and had no plans to return to 119. Maybe he was drinking, and he tossed the piggy bank for a long time. He was sleepy and didn't want to move.
He couldn't remember what he talked about after that.
I don't know when I fell asleep.
The uneven reclining chair actually has such a good sleep effect.
In the morning, Duan Feifei stood up directly on the back of his reclining chair, and he woke up suddenly.
"Today is going to be a class." Duan Feifei said.
"What time is it?" Jiang Kuo yawned.
"Six thirty." Duan Feifei said.
"It's too early..." Jiang Kuo stood up, bent down and picked up the chinchilla on the ground, "I'll throw the quilt here first, and I'll take it later."
"Yeah." Duan Feifei responded.
119 Tang Li and Ma Xiao had already woken up. They even went out for a morning run for half an hour and were doing stretching on the balcony.
Li Zirui slept in bed with his head covered and showed no sign of getting up.
Taking advantage of no one in the room, Jiang Kuo put the chinchilla jar he was holding on the table and pushed it to the wall.
"You got up quite early." Tang Li came back from the balcony and was surprised to see Jiang Kuo.
"Thank you Duan Feifei for calling me up before six o'clock." Jiang Kuo took his clothes and went to take a shower.
After washing up Datong, Li Zirui was still sleeping.
Tang Li was trying to persuade him beside the bed: "Get up, class starts at eight o'clock, and you have to eat breakfast..."
"I don't eat breakfast." Li Zirui said, "I'm losing weight."
"Jiang Kuo is up," Tang Li said, "Are you not as good as Jiang Kuo?"
"Hey." Jiang Kuo looked at him.
After persuading them, Li Zirui finally got up when they went out for breakfast.
"I went straight to the classroom," he said. "Which building?"
"Seven Teachings 304," Tang Li said, "don't be late."
After 107, Jiang Kuo took a look inside, Duan Feifei happened to pack his bag and was about to leave.
"Have breakfast?" Jiang Kuo asked.
"Go." Duan Feifei said.
The courses in the first semester are almost not related to majors. There are only two classes in gardening. Many classes are taught together with other scattered majors, such as Chinese and English, and the only major course is the introduction to the major.
For Jiang Kuo, those courses that are similar to high school are not fresh at all, and even when he took out his textbook and saw a few words in college English, he began to feel sleepy.
Duan Feifei was sitting on his right, looking straight ahead quite seriously.
Moreover, he held this position longer than Tang Li on his left, he couldn't help leaning forward, and turned to look at Duan Feifei's face.
This fellow is closing his eyes and resting.
But did not fall asleep.
When Jiang Kuo looked at him, he opened his eyes: "What are you doing?"
"Continue." Jiang Kuo nodded.
The phone vibrated twice in his pocket.
Jiang Kuo took a look and saw that it was from a cannon.
- Are you in class? Your mother called me today to ask if you are going home on vacation
-No return
-K! Say it yourself!
-understood
Jiang Kuo looked at the phone, a little lost.
After running away for so many days, I haven't contacted my family except to call my father on the day I went to school. Maybe it's because my family can learn about his situation through Cannon. Jiang Leo has just come over to meet, even if He was homesick, and he didn't even think about contacting the family again.
Now that Cannon mentioned his mother, he suddenly felt his heart soften.
After class, he took out his mobile phone and dialed his mother's number.
"Hello." came the mother's voice over there.
"Mom," Jiang Kuo glanced at the few people walking beside him, and said in a low voice, "Me."
"Your mom isn't here," Mom said.
"I'm doing well at school," Jiang Kuo said.
"I see," Mom said. "Happy fluttering moths don't even make a single phone call."
"Didn't I fight?" Jiang Kuo asked in a low voice, "Isn't Mr. Jiang around?"
"Mr. Jiang is a very busy person who has to work," my mother said. "How can I wait for your call at home when you have time? Are you driving back on National Day?"
"I'm not going back." Jiang Kuo said.
Mom sneered: "President Jiang really understands you."
"Can he not understand his son?" Jiang Kuo said.
"Then you're not my son," said the mother, "I thought you were going home."
"I'm afraid I won't be able to get out again when I go back." Jiang Kuo felt someone tugging at his sleeve, and when he turned to look, he saw Duan Feifei pointing to the road next to him. These people were actually going to the supermarket. I thought I went to the classroom and followed Yitong.
"If you don't go back, don't go back," the mother said, "Mr. Jiang has already passed."
"What?" Jiang Kuo's voice rose in shock.
Several people stopped together and looked at him.
"He's going to spend the Mid-Autumn Festival with you." Mom said.