When Duan Feifei asked, Jiang Kuo was a little worried. Usually Duan Feifei may be a fairly stable Duan Feifei, but tonight he said that he was just licking wine... Several tables of people pulled him over in a row and licked him. I licked a lot at night.
At the moment when the lights were turned off, Jiang Kuo was very worried that Duan Feifei would suddenly take off his clothes in a cooperative manner.
Fortunately, his understanding of Duan Feifei was not accurate enough. Duan Feifei didn't take off his clothes, but just stepped back in the dark and put his hand on the back of the chair: "Why..."
The door was also pushed open at this time.
Several role models filed in.
Dong Kun was the first, who came in backwards, holding a lighter in his hand, he pressed it for more than 800 times before it finally hit, and held the second Ding Zhe in his hand. The last candle on the cake was lit.
After Liu Fat and Sun Ji entered the room, he quickly closed the door. Several people lined up in a semicircle and stood in front of Duan Feifei. Sun Ji was still recording video with Jiang Kuo's action camera in his hand.
Dong Kun stood beside Jiang Kuo and touched Jiang Kuo's hand with a stick in his hand.
Jiang Kuo was shocked when he took it over.
What is the process of group fights for birthday stars
I touched it twice and found that it was a fireworks tube, and then I remembered that they had discussed whether to spray the fireworks tube or not, and they said that it was not easy to clean up. It seems that they finally decided to use it.
Anyway, it was sprayed at 107, and it wasn't them that cleaned up.
"Happy birthday to you..." Ding Zhe started to sing the birthday song.
When this sound came out, Jiang Kuo almost coughed out of laughter, probably because it was very late, the dormitory was all asleep, and Duan Feifei still wanted to spend his birthday quietly in the dormitory, so Ding Zhe raised his head with anger .
Then everyone sang the birthday song together with a tacit understanding.
"Happy Birthday to you, Happy Birthday to Extraordinary..."
"Fuck." Duan Feifei leaned on the back of the chair and almost pulled away with a smile.
"Happy birthday to you..." After the last sentence was sung, everyone silently applauded together.
"Happy birthday," Dong Kun said. "Come here and blow out the candles."
Duan Feifei came over and was about to blow when Ding Zhe said, "Take it yourself."
"What the hell is this treatment?" Duan Feifei had no choice but to take the cake, "Why only ten candles?"
"There are ten candles in a pack." Liu Fatty said.
"Isn't there such a number?" Duan Feifei asked.
"That one has to be paid for." Sun Ji said.
"Fuck." Duan Feifei laughed for a long time, breathing in and out several times, but he couldn't hold it back.
"Hurry up!" Dong Kun said, "Let's go through the process!"
Duan Feifei held the cake and tried to hold back his smile, took a deep breath, and blew out the candles on the cake.
Everyone cheered together again: "Happy Birthday!"
"Thank you..." Before Duan Feifei finished speaking, Sun Ji slapped the switch behind him, and the lights in the room turned on.
Then several people raised the fireworks in their hands at the same time, one piece facing Duan Feifei.
"Hey!" Duan Feifei was startled, and after seeing what it was, he immediately said in a series, "Don't hit me on the fucking roof!"
Because he was still holding the cake in his hand, he had to use his head to signal, and continued to say a series of words while raising his head and lowering his head: "rush up, up, up, up, up..."
They all held the bobbin against the ceiling again.
At this time, Jiang Kuo actually had a question, but before he found a chance to ask, the four people over there had already moved the fireworks at the same time.
Bang bang bang bang four loud noises.
Jiang Kuo was so startled that he bumped against the edge of the table next to him twice.
Four beams of colorful sequins were sprayed on the roof, and then slowly drifted down with a flash of light.
Still very beautiful.
Then the whole room turned their heads to look at Jiang Kuo and the fireworks that had not yet been fired in his hand.
"Twist it." Duan Feifei said.
This is very embarrassing. It is necessary for the birthday star to give instructions on how to use it.
"Who is it!" someone shouted in the corridor outside, "I'm sick in the middle of the night!"
Jiang Kuo twisted the fireworks cone.
It's so screwed up.
Bang!
The last bunch of colored sequins was sprayed towards the roof, and then slowly floated down and landed on Duan Feifei.
O prince!
"Who the hell am I! Come out!" The people outside were going to be mad.
"What do you shout, what do you shout when you sleep!" Someone scolded again.
Several people in the room stood together and didn't move. They laughed at the same time when there was no sound from outside.
"Fuck, you can really imagine," Duan Feifei put the cake on the table and looked at the words on it, "Happy birthday to the most handsome man in the world... That's right."
"Cut the cake," Ding Zhe said. "This cake is quite expensive. When you cut it, it's evenly divided. Let me tell you, it can't be big or small, it must be equal."
"How expensive can it be?" Duan Feifei tutted, "I don't know you yet?"
"If I say this, you can tell how expensive it is," Dong Kun pointed to Jiang Kuo, "Jiang has the money to pick this cake."
Duan Feifei laughed and looked at Jiang Kuo.
"I have never eaten a birthday cake under 800." Jiang Kuo said.
"Fuck!" everyone said in unison.
Jiang Kuo laughed: "Really, this must be better than anything you've eaten before, and it must be the prettiest."
Pretty is indeed the prettiest.
This kind of cake looks very expensive. There is a pig on the side of the cake, and there is a small plate in his hand. On the plate, there are piles of gold ingots twice the size of the pig, all three-dimensional. Stacked high above the cake, it looks delicate and rustic.
"Originally, people's pictures are holding balloons," Dong Kun said. "If you have money, you can change them to ingots."
Duan Feifei glanced at Jiang Kuo.
Jiang Kuo smiled and said nothing.
"When you cut the ingots, give us some too." Ding Zhe explained.
Duan Feifei took the knife and started cutting the cake.
As expected of someone who has been playing knives at Niu San Dao all the year round, he cut the cake into very standard six equal parts, and evenly distributed the ingots on each piece.
The piece that drew the little pig, Jiang Kuo could see that Duan Feifei wanted to give it to him, but in front of so many people, he couldn't find any reason to give Jiang Kuo the pig that represented him.
So I had to keep it for myself.
"What's that?" Liu Fatty was eating the cake and saw the gift bags that Jiang Kuo had moved to the table with his feet but didn't have time to hide them all.
"It's not your gift anyway." Dong Kun said, "What did you give?"
"What I gave is quite meaningful," Liu Fatty said as he walked over to the pile of gifts, "Extraordinary, open that blue box and let them see what I gave!"
Duan Feifei went over and opened the blue box while eating and smiling, and there was actually a box of face cream inside.
"Shit!" Ding Zhe couldn't help laughing, "It's so fucking practical."
The things that the role models gave were quite funny. Duan Feifei took them apart one by one. In addition to Liu Pang's face cream, there were also Ding Zhe's small car model, Sun Ji's set of books, and Dong Kun's headphones.
It seems that the relationship between the model group and these people is still very good, and they are all formal gifts in kind.
"What's the money for?" Liu Fatty is very persistent, "Is it in that bag?"
"Well," Jiang Kuo responded, looking at Duan Feifei, "Take it out and see."
Duan Feifei went over and took the bag. According to Jiang Kuo's explanation, he took out the top bag. When he took out a small corner, he glanced at Jiang Kuo again, and Jiang Kuo nodded slightly.
He took out the whole bag, and placed the gift bag at the bottom of the table casually.
"Damn it!" Ding Zhe's eyes were sharp, and he saw the packaging bag at a glance, "The packaging bag of Niu Sandao? What is this? Why didn't I know that Niu Sandao still had a packaging bag?"
"Jiang Kuo... Looking for a packaging bag designed by Jiang Liao for Niusandao online shop." Duan Feifei smiled.
"Damn it, the online store?" Dong Kun was also shocked, "Isn't it a branch? Changed the online store?"
"The branch is also running," said Duan Feifei, opening the packaging bag and taking out a box inside, "I want to try the online store as well."
"Blindfold?" Liu Fat smiled when he saw the pattern on the box, "I thought it would be a bag of beef with sauce."
"I want to eat some for you tomorrow." Duan Feifei took off the blindfold and put it on his face.
"Another year older, let's do some anti-wrinkle work." Jiang Kuo said.
"With that cream," Sun Ji said happily.
After the gifts were unpacked and the cakes were eaten, the group had no intention of leaving. A few people who usually played all night often couldn't go back to sleep on an important day like Duan Feifei's birthday.
Even though he drank a lot of wine, he was groggy at the moment, but he still insisted on spreading it all over 107, chatting one after another.
"Extraordinary, we invest in the online store."
"We can still help with the publicity. Do you want to make a video? You can make some videos."
"Write a little earthy script and shoot some sauce beef. It's okay to have a love-hate relationship."
"The advertising screens hung in the school cafeteria used to have some fire-proof and anti-theft promotional films, but now they are useless. They can also be used for advertisements..."
"Business is getting better, can't the customer service be extraordinary alone? Can we work part-time?"
"We don't want wages either, just give a few catties of soy sauce beef..."
"Beef in sauce is not cheap, but a few kilograms..."
The chatter gradually disappeared, several people fell asleep, and Duan Feifei was also very sleepy, but he stood up immediately after waiting for the group to fall asleep.
He walked in front of Jiang Kuo first, and found that the man was tilted, and he looked like he was about to fall asleep.
"Hey," Duan Feifei poked his face lightly with his finger, "don't sleep."
"Huh?" Jiang Kuo turned his head and replied in confusion.
"I'm going to open the present." Duan Feifei said in a low voice.
"What about them?" Jiang Kuo scanned the room.
"They're all asleep," Duan Feifei said, "I'll take the outside to dismantle, in case anyone wakes up."
"Okay." Jiang Kuo stood up lightly.
Duan Feifei took the bag, and the two of them silently opened the door and went to the corridor.
There is no light in the dormitory, except 107, all the rooms are darkly lit.
The two of them walked to the railing, and Duan Feifei took out the small bag that had not been opened before by the light outside.
"Look at that first," Jiang Kuo said, "here is a greeting card, you can take a look at it later."
Duan Feifei took out a bigger bag of Niu Sandao: "How many styles did you make?"
"There are several kinds," Jiang Kuo said, "we will pick and choose."
Duan Feifei opened the bag and took out a heavy-handed box. The box was very large. It probably took Jiang Kuo a lot of effort to put it into the bag. When he took it out, he almost tore the bag.
"This is a..." Duan Feifei saw the mark on the box. Although he didn't know much about these things, he could still guess the style, "Is it a watch?"
"Well," Jiang Kuo nodded, "open it and take a look."
Duan Feifei opened the box and was stunned at a glance.
It is actually a pocket watch with a cool look in it.
It's beautiful, but it's also very expensive.
There is also a very retro compass on the case of the pocket watch.
"Happy birthday," Jiang Kuo said, "although it's already the second day."
Duan Feifei looked at him and didn't know what to say for a while. After a while, he said softly, "Thank you."
"This... it's not very expensive," Jiang Kuo said. "The main thing is that it's very interesting, and it's quite... romantic, time, years, etc. Did you say it's very romantic?"
"Yeah." Duan Feifei put his arms around him, "You still remember this."
"Then I can definitely remember, because the photo album I just made, it must be impressive," Jiang Kuo thought and sighed, "But I can't always make photo albums, so I just... This gift is actually more than what you gave it. Pretty uninspired, but I really can't think of anything better..."
In fact, if he had heard Lu Haobo's words before buying gifts, he might not have bought such an expensive gift. Duan Feifei didn't seem to care. Not too possible.
"It's already very good, it's good if you want, but this is really a bit expensive," Duan Feifei said, "Don't give away such an expensive one in the future, I'm reluctant to use it."
Jiang Kuo smiled: "This is not very easy to use at first, but it is very romantic, and the compass is also very meaningful."
"Yeah." Duan Feifei nodded.
"I'll sing you a song for your birthday next year." Jiang Kuo said.
Duan Feifei laughed: "Do you want to pay a deposit?"
"No," Jiang Kuo said, "you can still order songs."
"You're very good at rolling this." Duan Feifei tutted.
Someone sneezed in an unknown dormitory across the corridor, and the two of them quickly separated, leaning neatly against the railing, pretending to talk late at night.
"I want to see the greeting card." Duan Feifei said.
"You go back to the dormitory and see," Jiang Kuo said, "I also went back to the dormitory to sleep, and I was sleepy."
"Did you write some love words? I'm sorry to let me see it in person?" Duan Feifei tucked his pocket watch through the collar of his sweater.
Jiang Kuo looked at him, a little shocked: "Do you still have inner pockets in your sweater?"
"I have pockets in my underwear." Duan Feifei said.
"What kind of underwear has pockets!" Jiang Kuo continued to be shocked.
"Qiuyi," Duan Feifei laughed, "My uncle bought it for me. It's an old-age style. It has a pocket on the chest, and it's quite a big one."
"Is it for hiding money?" Jiang Kuo couldn't help laughing.
"I don't know," Duan Feifei said, "It's for hiding your heart."
"...Fuck," Jiang Kuo looked at him, "Duan Feifei, you really..."
"Then go back to the dormitory to sleep," Duan Feifei quickly leaned over and kissed the tip of his nose, "I'll go back to the dormitory to read the love letter."
"It's not a love letter either," Jiang Kuo explained. "It's just a few simple sentences. Don't have high expectations."
"Yeah." Duan Feifei smiled and nodded.
Jiang Kuo turned around and walked over to 119. When he was about to reach the door of the dormitory, he looked back, and Duan Feifei was still leaning on the railing and looking at him.
He waved his hand and shouted angrily, "Go back to sleep."
Duan Feifei walked to 107.
When Jiang Kuo was about to enter Gate 119, he glanced over there and found that Duan Feifei had disappeared.
I - rely on!
To be so reluctant to go into the dormitory! Don't you take one last look! Although there is nothing to see in seeing each other every day, don't you look back at this romantic moment
He just wanted to make a phone call and ask Duan Feifei what he thought, obviously a very romantic person...
The door that 107 had closed suddenly opened, Duan Feifei leaned back and exposed his upper body from the door frame, turning his head to look at him.
… Depend on!
Jiang Kuo almost laughed.
Neuropathy!
Duan Feifei just leaned back and blew a kiss at him.
Jiang Kuo also raised his hand and returned one.
Back in the dormitory, the group of people were still sleeping for a long time. Duan Feifei put the pocket watch box in the closet, ready to wash and go to bed to read the greeting card.
When he turned around, he found Dong Kun leaning on the reclining chair looking at him.
"Fuck," he was startled, "you haven't slept yet?"
"I'm guilty," Dong Kun said.
Duan Feifei didn't speak, and put the bag with the greeting card in his hand on his bed.
"It's so obvious," Dong Kun said. "You can see it sooner or later."
Hearing this, Duan Feifei was not particularly surprised, he smiled: "Then let's see when they can see it."
"If it wasn't my first," Dong Kun said, "I'll know it all tonight."
Duan Feifei snorted.
"Go to sleep," Dong Kun also clicked, "Hide under the covers and look at your gifts."
Duan Feifei walked over to the bathroom and flicked Dong Kun's head.
"Murder and silence, right?" Dong Kun covered his head.
When he came out of the shower, Duan Feifei took another look at Dong Kun, and found that the man was already asleep. I wonder if it was just a moment ago, but now he was snoring with his hands on his head.
He turned off the lights in the room, climbed into the bed, pulled the quilt, closed it together, and turned on the flashlight on his phone.
This small packaging bag is the best looking and more fashionable, but the one with dried beef may look more intuitive and clear.
He opened the bag and took out a greeting card wrapped in paper.
The paper that wraps the greeting card is not white, and several Niu Sandao trademarks are printed on it. He laughed.
Jiang Kuo is really not a romantic person, especially when it comes to giving gifts, Duan Feifei suspects that he never gave anyone anything before he went to college.
These gifts, wrapped in layers of packaging bags, are serious and clumsy.
Not next to romance.
But very romantic.
Of course, the greeting cards were bought at the cultural and creative store outside the school.
The pattern is of a little pig on tiptoe with arms raised, holding a large string of balloons.
The picture on the cake should be changed with this pattern.
Duan Feifei turned over the card and looked at the back.
Really only a few words.
Jiang Kuo's handwriting is quite good, but it is very cursive, and the writing is cool and has a spell with Arabic.
But these few sentences on the greeting card are very neatly written, one stroke at a time.
Extraordinary baby
Happy birthday
This is the first of my eighty-eight happy birthdays to you
from this happy birthday
You're just someone who can be a spoiled brat
Feel free to be unreasonable
You can be angry, baby
love your wide
Duan Feifei lightly touched the neatly arranged words. Jiang Kuo's words were large, and the greeting card could not be written horizontally, so he wrote the card vertically.
Although the characters are large, this casual change still has a clear Jiangkuo style.
How to be comfortable.
It was Jiang Kuo who he liked very much.
He turned off the flashlight and closed his eyes.
In the morning, the phone rang under the quilt, and before Duan Feifei could touch the phone under the quilt, he heard a loud click below.
The people in the room who fell asleep, stared, half-awake, all sat, stood and stood, and were awakened collectively.
The reclining chair was still destroyed by Jiang Kuo.
Dong Kun was lying on the ground sandwiched between the two handrails that collapsed.
"Fuck," Liu Fat smiled and looked over, "How much did you eat in one night, the chair collapsed, I thought this would only happen to me."
"Pull me up!" Dong Kun roared.
Several people went over and pulled the recliner away and dragged him up.
Duan Feifei touched the phone and glanced at it.
To be honest, when he saw the call from the old aunt, his heart sank uncontrollably.
The old aunt rarely called him.
At a time when the prelude to the demolition has begun and people in the market are surging for their future survival, it is probably not good news to receive a call from the old aunt.
Duan Feifei scratched his hair and answered the phone, "Auntie?"
"You have time to come back at noon." The old aunt said.
"What's wrong?" Duan Feifei asked.
"The old Zhang family is in trouble again, and the lame and the others have organized a group of people to ask the market to give an explanation, to compensate or something," the old aunt said, "If you stop this row of shops from doing business, your old uncle will tell them Fight for a bit..."
"My old uncle is injured?" Duan Feifei jumped directly from the bed to the ground.
"What?" Ding Zhe stood up.
"No, I just twisted my waist," the old aunt said, "We are closed today, the doors are closed, Duan Ling sent us to the hospital, and we will go back at noon to check the situation."
"Which hospital?" Duan Feifei asked.
"It's not serious, it's just twisting your waist and nothing else," the old aunt said. "We'll go home after we finish watching it, and we'll be there at noon. You too, do you hear?"
"...Well, call me if there is any situation." Duan Feifei said.
"It's a messy situation now. We're fine, we just don't do business today." The old aunt said, "Don't go there now, one old Zhang family is enough, and adding a lame man is not enough to toss."
"Got it." Duan Feifei hung up the phone and sighed.
This market is coming to an end, and many people in the market seem to be coming to an end along with it.
Demolition is also very good, changing the environment and changing the people around you, although it will make people uncomfortable, but it is better than being trapped in such chaotic days all the time.
He took the piece of paper with the logo next to the pillow and put it on the table: "Classmates, which one is better?"