"The hero of the school," Li Zirui repeated, probably afraid that he didn't understand, and dismantled it, "The hero of the school."
"Oh." Jiang Kuo nodded. But this answer did not answer his doubts at all, at most it proved that he heard it right.
"I heard that he was repaired because he was injured to protect the school, and he stayed in the hospital for half a year," Li Zirui said, "It's awesome."
Jiang Kuo originally wanted to follow the topic to the air-conditioned single room, but Li Zirui's reaction, he estimated that Duan Feifei opened a single room in the principal's office.
"How does he protect the school?" Jiang Kuo couldn't help but asked again.
"Then I don't know," Li Zirui thought for a long time, "I didn't ask, I knew it was to protect the school, maybe someone planted a bomb in the school..."
Jiang Kuo yawned: "You gave him the title of nursing school hero, right?"
"No, I heard someone call it that," Li Zirui said. "It should be simplified. Look, defend the school. Is it a hero, referred to as a school nursing hero."
"Where is the guard character?" Jiang Kuo said, "Why don't you reduce him to a school hero?"
Li Zirui opened his mouth but didn't say anything, and after a while he whispered, "I think there are reasons why others don't like you. It's a good thing, your focus is so crooked, whether it's a nursing school or a health school, the point is this one."
"Understood," Jiang Kuo waved his hand, "the focus is on heroes."
"Right." Li Zirui said.
"What?" Duan Feifei lowered his voice, "Is it a promise not to come on stage?"
"That's right, don't you come to the stage to speak," Ding Zhe said, "Just a small speech from a freshman representative, you can just sit at the back, and it's not your deeds introduction meeting, you just sit there until the end. "
"Can you play with your phone?" Duan Feifei walked to the stairs next to the podium.
"You restrain yourself and be a good person!" Ding Zhe said, "Even if you don't make a sound, you are still a freshman representative!"
The auditorium was noisy, and Duan Feifei sat in his seat. After the leaders were all seated, he found that the bald director in front had just blocked him halfway, which was good.
The freshman below doesn't look like a meeting at all, it's always humming, very hypnotic.
Duan Feifei leaned back on the chair, looked at the table card in front of him, and began to enter into meditation.
The leaders take turns to speak, and the time is not long, and the overall style of the school leaders is not long-winded.
But I couldn't bear it. At home, black and white were almost reversed. I woke up at three or four in the middle of the night to help my uncle wait for the meat delivery car. After the morning run, I went back and slept until noon.
In the past few months in the hospital, he has returned to his original routine after a long time since the start of school last year. Duan Feifei has been sitting on the stage for less than 20 minutes before his eyelids are fighting.
But in order to maintain the image of the "representative of the freshman", he had to support his chin with his hands, lift his eyelids with his fingers, and force his eyeballs to turn back and forth, for fear that he would fall asleep completely if he stopped for more than a second.
"So I am very much looking forward to working hard with you and starting our new life together. Military training is the most energetic beginning of our new life..."
Jiang Kuo raised his head and looked at the roof of the auditorium. He knew that his eyes were blurred and his mouth was half-open. Give him another minute and he would lose consciousness.
But when the word "military training" reached his ears, it still injected vitality into him. When it comes to military training, it means that today's meeting is almost the same.
"So, today we..."
He raised his hand around the back of his head, pulled his head back in a daze, and looked at the people on the rostrum.
Waiting for the final applause.
Then a "dong" sound was heard.
The freshman representative Duan Feihan aka Nursing School Hero slammed his head on the table in front of him.
Several leaders in a row turned their heads at the same time.
Duan Feifei was already awake before he smashed the table, but his inertia did not allow his head to lift up in time. He could only use an extraordinary reaction at this moment to quickly press his forehead with his finger after smashing the table, and then made a A forbearance with a trace of pain in the expression.
And look to the side of the stage.
Ding Zhe had been standing under the stairs of the rostrum. At this time, he understood the signal for the first time. He rushed to the rostrum with a stride, and pulled him up with Duan Feihan's arm.
"Maybe his body still hasn't recovered," Ding Zhe whispered, "I'll take him to the medical office first."
"Come on," the director quickly waved his hand, "call someone to help you."
"Okay." Ding Zhe nodded.
"I'm fine... I'm okay..." Duan Feifei still struggled.
Ding Zhe pinched under his arm and gnashed his teeth in his ear: "Shut up, it's over!"
"His injury hasn't healed yet!" Li Zirui was very distressed.
"I think he ate supper last night too cool and didn't sleep well." Jiang Kuo sneered.
Li Zirui looked at him: "I found you..."
"Extremely annoying." Jiang Kuo glanced at him, "I knew this before you."
Li Zirui rolled his eyes, turned his head and whispered to Tang Li about heroes.
When Duan Feifei came out, he was very awake and sleepy. Jiang Kuo gritted his teeth and didn't laugh out loud. He was already laughing so hard that he turned over eight 107 air conditioners.
After the meeting, everyone dispersed slowly. Jiang Kuo found Lu Ning in the crowd and chased after him.
"Sister Ning." He called out.
"Huh?" Lu Ning turned his head and smiled when he saw him, "Jiang Kuo, you have a good night's sleep."
"Did I sleep...?" Jiang Kuo hesitated.
"So," Lu Ning raised his head and half-opened his mouth, "Ah... Is your neck sore when you sleep like this?"
"...It's okay." Jiang Kuo sighed.
"What's wrong with me?" Lu Ning asked with a smile.
"I want to move out," Jiang Kuo said, "I don't know what to do?"
"Where to move?" Lu Ning was stunned, "Do you want to rent off-campus?"
"Yeah." Jiang Kuo nodded.
"First-year freshmen are not allowed to rent off-campus, and credits will be deducted if they don't return home at night!" Lü Ning tilted his head to look at him, "You just arrived at the school, why do you want to go out to rent?"
"... I'm too hot," Jiang Kuo said, "I would die without an air conditioner. I didn't sleep last night."
He thought about it for a while. Although he seemed to have slept in the corridor all night, he didn't sleep if he didn't sleep in the bed.
"Because of this, hey! It's okay," Lu Ning patted him. "The air conditioners in the new campus are all installed, and we are already planning to install air conditioners in our old campus. It is estimated that we can install them during the winter vacation. month!"
"I'm afraid I won't be able to hold on to the winter vacation." Jiang Kuo felt a little desperate, "I applied to live in the dormitory on the new campus."
Lu Ning laughed out loud: "Hey, it won't be hot for a few days, it's pretty cool, now the autumn tiger will be cool before October."
"Then I apply to install the air conditioner myself in the dormitory," Jiang Kuo made his last effort. "Since I have to install it during the winter vacation, then I will contribute to the school, and I will install it myself in advance."
"I'm not sure if this will work," Lu Ning said. "The main reason is that it's not necessary. Are the students in the same dormitory willing to share the cost? It won't be hot for a long time. In the intervening few months, everyone will buy one. Air conditioning for half a month?"
"I want to apply, I don't care if it takes a day," Jiang Kuo looked at Lv Ning, "I don't need them to share, and I will bear all the electricity bills..."
Lu Ning stopped and sighed: "Jiang Kuo, you are like this... Have you ever thought about how the other three classmates would feel?"
Jiang Kuo looked at her: "It feels good to enjoy it together."
Lu Ning smiled helplessly and did not speak.
"Okay," Jiang Kuo frowned, "they can let go of their contempt for my coercive behavior for enjoyment, I don't care, as long as I'm comfortable, if they don't want to take advantage, they can apply for a dormitory change, if they're willing to take advantage come and live."
"Okay, don't get angry," Lü Ning waved his hand, "I have to ask this first, you wait for me to give you an answer, why don't you tell me now if your car is going to be parked at the school? If so , you go with me to get your parking permit and pass, after the school starts, foreign vehicles will not be able to enter or leave casually."
Parking is very simple, just get a pass and pay the parking fee on a monthly basis.
When Jiang Kuo returned to the dormitory, he saw the two ceiling fans on the roof, and the sweat that was already ready to burst out suddenly.
He went directly into the bathroom to take a shower, and when he came out, he found another question, how to wash the clothes
"Wash it yourself," Tang Li pointed to a few clothes hanging on the balcony, "We've all washed it, and there is a laundry room, you can use it by swiping your card."
"Public?" Jiang Kuo asked.
"Well," Tang Li nodded, "of course it is public."
"Is there a laundry service in the dormitory..." Jiang Kuo habitually asked half-closed.
Several people looked at him, and there were words in the silence, and they could feel that the calming atmosphere brought by those morning teas was gradually disintegrating again.
"Thank you." Jiang Kuo said.
It’s okay, I need to apply for an air conditioner. It’s okay to buy a small washing machine. People in the dormitory don’t need to think about sharing the electricity bill.
The night was still very hot, Qiuhuo had no intention of leaving, Jiang Kuo still took a chair after everyone fell asleep and sat in the corridor.
Half an hour ago, he began to regret one thing, whether it is an air conditioner or a washing machine, these are not available right away. Then go to the supermarket opposite to buy a reclining chair from the head office. Of course, a camp bed is better.
He actually forgot.
Now he can only pull out the chairs of the four people and lean them together halfway. Although he has pillows on his waist and back, he can foresee that he will still be sore when he wakes up tomorrow.
He sighed softly.
Heaven will give a great responsibility to Jiang Kuo, must first...
What will be the task? On what day would he be so oblivious that the whole school could have no air conditioner and only Jiang Kuo would die without it
It was late at night, and there was gradually no sound in the dormitory.
There was a door slam down the hallway.
Jiang Kuo turned his head and saw that the door of 107 was open, and Duan Feifei, who had an air conditioner, came out and looked at both sides of the corridor. When he saw him, he raised his hand and a flashlight came over.
It's a fucking flashlight.
"I want to die!" Jiang Kuo didn't block his eyes, didn't turn his head, and scolded in the direction of 107.
The voice was loud and vicious, echoing in the corridor and drifting towards Duan Feifei.
A few seconds later someone in several dorms responded with expletives.
Duan Feifei turned off the flashlight, turned around and walked over to the door of the dormitory.
You don't need to think about Jiang Kuo to know what he's doing.
Sure enough, after twenty minutes, Duan Feifei came back with a big bag of food.
As soon as he appeared in the corridor, Jiang Kuo jumped out of the chair and strode straight to 107.
He didn't think about the reason for his past, he just couldn't stand this man blowing the air conditioner to eat late night every day, just stared at him a few times.
And he couldn't sleep, was bored, and had to do something to pass the time.
Duan Feifei opened the lock of 107 when he rushed to the front, pushed the door, made a "please come in" gesture, and walked in.
The cool wind blowing in the face pressed down the fire that Jiang Kuo had rushed to the top of his head.
Standing at the door and looking into the house.
"Don't enter and close the door," Duan Feihan put the plastic pocket in his hand on the table, without looking back, "the air-conditioning has run out."
Jiang Kuo walked into 107 and closed the door.
As soon as the door closed, the humming sound of the air conditioner on the window immediately became louder, so loud that Jiang Kuo wondered if the window was about to be shaken down.
"What is this movement?" Jiang Kuo asked, "Is it about to break?"
"Probably," Duan Feifei held out a lunch box and sat on the reclining chair, "Things that keep running and breaking are never broken."
Jiang Kuo saw that what Duan Feifei was eating was Mala Tang.
"Do you want to eat?" Duan Feifei pointed at the table, "I'll ask you one more."
"Huh?" Jiang Kuo didn't understand.
"I see that you stare at my house all day long, and you have to come to take a sip sooner or later. I also bought two copies yesterday, but you didn't come." Duan Feifei said while eating.
"Just this movement," Jiang Kuo pointed to the air conditioner, "I might as well go out and warm up, can I fall asleep?"
"Then you can go out," Duan Feifei said, "I will show you how to get out of the school over the wall. You can go to the hotel and open a room to cool off."
Jiang Kuo didn't speak.
When Duan Feifei looked up at him, he hooked his foot over another reclining chair and sat down, leaning back.
"Sister Ning is looking for me." Duan Feifei continued to eat.
Jiang Kuo immediately reacted, Lu Ning probably wanted him to switch to 107 to blow the air conditioner!
It's impossible, absolutely impossible.
He didn't even think about it: "I won't change to this shabby house."
"Hey—that's right!" Duan Feifei shouted with relief, "If we have reached an agreement, I already refused when she asked me."
Jiang Kuo felt that the anger that had just been dissipated by the cold air was making a comeback.
"But I'm staying here tonight," he looked at Duan Feifei, "I'll rent it for one night, and you can make a price."
"Five hundred." Duan Feifei offered the price without hesitation.
"It's not a bed," Jiang Kuo said, "it's this room, I'm here, you go out."
"One thousand five." Duan Feifei stood up, took out his mobile phone, poked it a few times, and handed it to him.
Jiang Kuo glanced at it, and there was a payment code on the screen.
… Yes, very cool.
After collecting the money, Duan Feifei put the remote control and key of the air conditioner on the table: "Enjoy it, this is the last time you blow the air conditioner in the dormitory before the school installs the air conditioner."
"Go out." Jiang Kuo pointed to the door, "This house is mine now."
Duan Feifei opened the door and walked out.
Jiang Kuo leaned on the reclining chair and didn't move, and he was not very happy. This man was too fucking agile, and he never thought he would agree.
As a result, everyone had already left within three minutes of this passing cloud and flowing water.
"Fuck." Jiang Kuo frowned. Forget it, let's sleep for a while. He took out the earphones from his pocket and plugged them in. The phone played some music.
I wanted to flatten the reclining chair, but after digging for a long time, I couldn't find the mechanism to flatten it.
In the end, he grabbed the armrest of the reclining chair and shook it wildly. He suddenly felt that his back was empty, and he was lying flat.
"Your uncle." He closed his eyes.
Jiang Kuo woke up before six o'clock in the morning. Although he was disturbed by the air conditioner all night, he dreamed that he was fighting, but fortunately, this battle was fought in the snow, and it was accompanied by a spicy smell.
There was no one in the room, and Duan Feifei didn't come back overnight.
He stood up and stretched, no matter what, at least he slept comfortably that night. After two days at school, he now feels that he has regained his vitality.
Before Duan Feifei came back, he left 107.
Several people in the dormitory had already woken up. Tang Li had even finished washing up and was doing radio exercises on the balcony.
Taking a shower, taking a bath, and going to the cafeteria to have breakfast, Jiang Kuo completed this series of procedures with the people in the dormitory, but there was almost no communication. The only conversation was when Li Zirui asked him, "Aren't you going to change into your military training uniform? It's time for military training."
"After eating and then changing, the clothes are too uncomfortable to wear." He replied.
The topic ends here.
When returning to the dormitory to change clothes, Jiang Kuo realized that it was really far from the cafeteria to the dormitory, and even further from the dormitory to the school stadium.
Going back and forth like this, it is estimated that the collection is over there.
He remembered the words of the cannon, which is probably the first hit by the society.
The military training uniform is a T-shirt, which is fine, but the trousers are said to be thin, but when I put it on, I feel that the quilt is covering my legs.
Suddenly, I miss the days when high school just started, when I didn't attend military training because of a fever and slept at home every day.
Sure enough, Lü Ning called, "Jiang Kuo, why haven't you arrived yet? Gather!"
"I went back to the dormitory to change my clothes," Jiang Kuo said, "I'll be there soon."
"You should change it when you wake up in the morning!" Lu Ning said, "Come here for a run!"
"Okay." Jiang Kuo responded. He didn't really want to run, but after taking a few steps he did.
By the time they got to the stadium, everyone had basically assembled. Lu Ning pointed to the team. He ran over and stood in the position that someone gave him.
The instructor was already in place, looking at him with a bad expression.
"Late classmate, name!" the instructor said.
"Jiang Kuo," he replied.
"Sound louder! Can't hear clearly!" The instructor raised his voice.
Jiang Kuo closed his eyes and took a deep breath: "Jiang Kuo!"
Before the military training officially started, there were still a few minutes of lectures, and then the distribution, one professional.
Everyone moved back and forth with the commander and adjusted, and the instructor didn't say a word of nonsense, and started the basic queue training directly.
Jiang Kuo silently repeated the movements one by one, standing at attention and taking a breath, looking to the right, looking to the left, Qi Lizheng and taking a breath...
"Listen to the password in the first row!" The instructor finally changed his words after half an hour, "Turn right!"
Jiang Kuo turned right and stopped facing the person next to him.
"Am I wrong?" the man asked.
"Yes." Jiang Kuo replied. It seems that this thing has nothing to do with age. No matter what stage of military training, some people will be troubled by face-to-face and the same hands and feet.
The man quickly turned around again.
"Stand straight!" The instructor walked past them, corrected a few movements, and then shouted again, "Right-turn!"
When this roar was heard, the instructor happened to be standing beside Jiang Kuo.
Jiang Kuo was not prepared at all. He was yelled at as if someone had punched his head, and his neck was so frightened that he couldn't help but whispered, "Fuck..."
After turning around, he found that Duan Feifei was actually behind him.
Although he knew that the two of them were about the same height, the chances of standing in the same position were quite high, but after all, there were six horizontal rows in this team!
When he and Duan Feifei had to look at me and I looked at you, they found that this person was actually laughing.
Is it funny to be startled
"Jiang Kuo!" The instructor roared again, sticking to the back of his head.
This sound is really unpredictable. One is that he didn't expect it, and the other is that he didn't see anyone. Jiang Kuo was so frightened that he shouted, "Here!"
"What did you just say..."
Before the instructor's words were finished, Duan Feifei couldn't hold back his laughter. He stared at Jiang Kuo and laughed out loud.
When he smiled, the people around him couldn't hold back and started shaking.
When it seemed that a wide range of giggles were about to appear, the instructor called again: "Jiang Kuo! Come out."
Jiang Kuo stood still, and after a few seconds of silence, he asked, "Report the instructor, do I want to withdraw from the queue?"
Duan Feifei's laughter at this moment was extremely loud.
"Turn back! Get out of the queue!" The instructor's serious voice also brought a smile.
Jiang Kuo turned around and walked out of the queue.
"The one at the back! Name!" The instructor looked at Duan Feifei.
"Report instructor," Duan Feifei stood up straight, "Duan Feifei."
"Get out!" The instructor pointed to the side, "You two! Stand there for me!"