Jiang Cheng squatted on the floor of his room and assembled a small bookshelf.
This is probably the most valuable thing he has bought since he gave money to Jack Ma's father for so long.
A small bookshelf of more than 500 pieces is dead and heavy, and the feel of each piece can show their distinctive grade. There are also many key pieces, plus it is a special-shaped shelf, each piece is not the same. Sample.
Jiang Cheng took a long time to install the legs and the bottom board after facing the instruction manual. He also had to screw in the screws. The eyes were too small to screw in, so he had to use a hammer to knock them in...
"You bought this thing online?" Li Baoguo pushed open the door and shouted loudly.
When Jiang Cheng grew up, once the bedroom door was closed, no one would push the door directly and come in. Li Baoguo's roar made his heart jump out of his mouth against the wall.
The hammer in his hand slammed directly on the thumb of his left hand.
He gritted his teeth and endured the pain that began to burst from his fingertips after a second.
"Is it a bookshelf?" Li Baoguo asked again.
"Yes." Jiang Cheng squeezed out a word from between his teeth.
"How much is it?" Li Baoguo walked in, bent over and looked at the board on the ground, "Do you have to assemble it yourself?"
"Yes," Jiang Cheng took a breath, and finally recovered a little. He looked at Li Baoguo, "Can you knock on the door next time you come in?"
"Knock on the door?" Li Baoguo was stunned for a while, then laughed, as if he had said something special, and after a long laugh, he patted his shoulder, "Knock on the door! My son's house, I Knock on the door to enter my son's house? I shot all of you!"
"What...?" Jiang Cheng was a little shocked.
"Just kidding!" Li Baoguo continued to laugh, pointing at him, "Silly boy, can this scare you?"
"No." Jiang Cheng stared at the board on the ground, let alone continuing to assemble it, he didn't even want to lift his eyelids anymore.
"Let me tell you, our family doesn't have so many rules. We have a rough family and can't pretend to be rich," Li Baoguo said, "Look at you, you can't even make a bookshelf... but it's nothing, you study. Well, well-educated children can't do these things, they just grow their brains."
Jiang Cheng listened to what he said had no logic, so he could only keep silent, wanting to use silence to repel Li Baoguo and let him go out after saying enough.
But Li Baoguo did not admit defeat, he squatted beside Jiang Cheng: "Let me see."
Jiang Cheng didn't move, he directly picked up the board and looked at it, then looked at the finished product picture on the instruction manual: "Okay, just stay by your side, I'll fix it."
"Huh?" Jiang Cheng turned his head to look at him.
"It's simple," Li Baoguo picked from a pile of boards, took out two pieces, and then took a wooden square that was twisted and twisted, and began to install, "I tell you, you are wasting money, I can make this thing for you in two hours by picking up a few boards at the construction site."
Jiang Cheng looked at his skilled movements and didn't say anything, Li Baoguo was much more pleasing to the eye at this moment than his usual staring at the poker table.
It didn't take half an hour for Li Baoguo to assemble the bookshelf without reading the assembly instructions.
"Okay," he clapped his hands and looked at the bookshelf, "this thing is too ugly, how much did you pay for such a thing... how much?"
"...Three hundred." Jiang Cheng originally wanted to say four hundred, but after hesitating, he reduced it a bit.
"Three hundred?" Li Baoguo roared in surprise, "Just three hundred for such a wooden shelf? You are a prodigal!"
Jiang Cheng didn't speak, he didn't know if he said two hundred or one hundred, Li Baoguo wouldn't keep yelling like that.
This bookshelf is indeed not cheap, but firstly, the quality is good, and secondly, he likes the shape very much. In this room that did not belong to him before, and will not find a sense of belonging in the future, he needs a little "own stuff", so that he can will feel at ease.
But Li Baoguo couldn't understand them, and he couldn't make Li Baoguo understand.
"I'm really rich," Li Baoguo sighed, "I'm a father who needs to buy something on credit."
"What are you taking credit for?" Jiang Cheng was stunned.
"Didn't I buy a bag of fish balls that day, the one you said was delicious," Li Baoguo said, "and that bottle... Hey, that kid's eyes are too sharp, I don't even need to pay for wine... But before. I took credit for something else, and it’s not bad for this amount of money.”
Jiang Cheng glared at him, feeling that his eyeballs were about to fall out, and he always wanted to put his hand in his pocket and continue.
"How about..." Li Baoguo looked at him embarrassedly, "Son, do you have... money?"
Jiang Cheng really wanted to say no, but it was undeniable that Li Baoguo was a little dazed during the half-hour he was busy putting up bookshelves for him, and he was even slightly moved.
Although now he feels that Li Baoguo's purpose for helping him install this bookshelf may be to ask him to pay back the money... He still nodded: "Yes."
"My son is reliable!" Li Baoguo patted him on the arm.
"Where did you get credit?" Jiang Cheng asked, "How much is it in total? I'll pay it back now."
"It's just a small supermarket on the next street... You should know it, Gu Fei," Li Baoguo said, "Just that kid from Da Fei's family..."
"What did you say? Gu Fei?" Jiang Cheng interrupted before he could finish speaking, and his voice was about to break as soon as he came out.
"Yeah, he seems to know you too," Li Baoguo said. "Just say I asked you to go... Hey, he's also from No. 4 High School, you should know?"
Jiang Cheng didn't say a word, he took out his jacket and went out the door amid the shock and confusion, as well as the indescribable feeling of shame.
Too fucking... shameful!
own father! Credit at the same table shop that I just fought with not long ago!
In fact, credit is not a big deal, after all, Li Baoguo's living conditions are like this, but listening to what he said, he is stealing things while paying on credit!
And it was discovered by Gu Fei!
fuck!
fuck me!
I am fucking...
Why do you want to give money
Wouldn't it be enough to give Li Baoguo the money and let him do it
That's right, why did he personally throw this person away, Jiang Cheng turned around and walked back.
As soon as I walked to the entrance of the corridor, I heard Li Baoguo's voice, as if talking to the neighbor who went upstairs: "My youngest son is very promising! As soon as I heard that I still have a bill in the supermarket, I immediately went to pay!"
"Yo," said the neighbor's aunt, "then you are blessed to pick up such a son for nothing."
"Why is it called Bai Jian! It's also my seed!" Li Baoguo shouted happily, "This kid is stronger than Li Hui, and he doesn't even want to let me run this trip!"
"Look at the smile on your face," said the aunt, "you can live a little better, drink like that all day, and then the son will ignore you!"
"Bah! You are the worst at talking in this building. If you speak well, you can die on the spot!" Li Baoguo said.
"Then you show off to me. If you don't show off, you can die on the spot!" The aunt shouted.
Jiang Cheng didn't listen to what he said later. He could think that he knew how this neighbor had been arguing all day long, so he continued with this arrogance, and the fight was a matter of minutes.
He leaned against the wall outside the corridor a little depressed, and irritably pulled off his hat and scratched his hair.
After five minutes of ideological struggle, he still gritted his teeth and walked to the street of Gu's house, mainly because it was too cold, and his face froze when the struggle was over.
In fact, it's not a big deal, he is just going to give money, not to take credit, and not to steal something...
If he is happy, he can add interest!
Crossing the fork in the road, the intersection was almost directly facing the door of Gu Fei's store. At the intersection, he saw Gu Fei standing at the door, with a cigarette in his mouth and his head down playing with his cell phone.
Probably because he had never done such a shameful thing before, Jiang Cheng's former "will add interest when he is happy" completely disappeared the moment he saw Gu Fei, as if he was fleeing.
When Gu Fei raised his head to see him again, he felt that he was walking smoothly.
It's so fucking embarrassing, how could Li Baoguo live such a hopeless life...
Gu Fei looked at him expressionlessly, until he crossed the street and walked towards Gu Fei, Gu Fei took the cigarette from his mouth and asked, "Are you here to buy a pot again?"
"...Go in and talk." Jiang Cheng saw the clerk of the small pharmacy next to him come out.
Gu Fei turned around and entered the store, and he followed behind.
"Huh?" Gu Fei looked back at him.
"Did Li Baoguo give you credit?" he asked.
"Well," Gu Fei nodded, leaning on the cashier counter, "but it's not too much, and I don't have anything expensive here."
"How much," Jiang Cheng took out his wallet, "I'll give it to you."
Gu Fei glanced at him, turned his hand to pinch the cigarette in the ashtray, pulled out the drawer and took out a notebook, while turning it over, he asked, "Do you have your own money?"
"Otherwise," Jiang Cheng said, "if he has money, he doesn't need to take credit."
"He doesn't need credit if he doesn't gamble," Gu Fei handed him the notebook, "Two hundred and sixty-eight, you're right."
"No need." Jiang Cheng didn't take the notebook, and took three hundred yuan and gave it to Gu Fei.
He didn't want to see Li Baoguo's life... No, and his poker friends, someone could live like this forever.
"He pays on credit every month," Gu Fei found money for him, and looked at him with his hands on the table, "Are you going to pay for him next month?"
Jiang Cheng looked at him, and irritably stuffed the money back into his wallet: "It's none of your business."
"I mean let him pay it back by himself," Gu Fei said, "he can almost pay it back."
Jiang Cheng glanced at him, can he still go back? But what Li Baoguo said before meant that it wasn't enough.
"But if someone pays it back for him, of course he doesn't have to bother," Gu Fei sat down on the chair, "Don't you see that?"
"...No, my eyesight is not good," Jiang Cheng sighed, "I don't wear glasses to pretend."
"My glasses are myopia." Gu Fei glanced at him.
"Play love to eliminate myopia." Jiang Cheng said.
"No," Gu Fei laughed, "Where did you stay before, the people in your place are all good-natured, right?"
Jiang Cheng looked at him and said nothing.
"It's just your stupidity, if you weren't at my table, no, if Er Miao had taken the wrong medicine, you were very pleasing to the eye," Gu Fei pointed at him, "I've drawn so long ago that Grandpa Xiaoming doesn't even know who you are. already."
"With you?" Jiang Cheng sneered, "Why do you slap me, pinch my palm?"
"That's right, I don't have you." Gu Fei pushed up his sleeve and showed him his wrist.
Jiang Cheng glanced at it and saw a light red mark.
"Fuck," he was a little surprised, "it's been biting for so many days and it hasn't gone away?"
"You have good teeth. I want to know that you can gnaw off all the zipper heads. I will definitely guard against it," Gu Fei said.
Jiang Cheng didn't say a word, he really didn't expect to bite Gu Fei like this with just one bite that day.
But if Gu Fei didn't pinch his wound...
He suddenly felt that he wanted to laugh so much that he actually had such a stupid fight with Gu Fei.
He held back his smile and glanced at Gu Fei, Gu Fei's expression was obviously holding back, and the corners of his mouth were upturned.
"Fuck," he said.
Then he and Gu Fei laughed wildly at the same time.
The giggling thing is a contagious disease of two deficiencies.
In the past, Pan Zhi was scolded by the head teacher. According to him, he was terrified in his heart, but he couldn't stop laughing. When he was finally kicked out of the corridor, he always went out with a smile in the sky, which was very handsome.
Jiang Cheng didn't want to laugh at the moment, he wasn't in a good mood, his mood was still very low, and he didn't want to laugh with Gu Fei.
But can't stop.
Gu Fei leaned on the chair, he leaned on the shelf, laughed for almost a minute, and finally he laughed so much that he got up from under his feet and lifted the curtain and went out.
"Fuck!" He finally stopped laughing against the wind and cursed.
After scolding, he didn't go back to the store, put his hands in his pockets, and walked down the street.
It was quite depressing, such a giggle could only last for a short while, and as soon as the laughter stopped, he returned to reality.
He suddenly panicked, would he suffer from any kind of illness if he continued like this
Zhou Jing said before about the spring basketball game, the information is accurate.
Lao Xu called Jiang Cheng to the office, and when he saw the basketball on Lao Xu's table, he knew what Lao Xu was looking for him for.
"I can't play basketball," he said.
"You child," Lao Xu brought a stool over, "sit down, let's talk."
Jiang Cheng sat down. To be honest, he wanted to play ball, but he just wanted to randomly find a few people to play with, and didn't want Lao Xu to put any burden on his shoulders so formally.
"You turned out to be a school basketball player, right?" Lao Xu asked.
"Let's not ask this kind of false question, President Xu," Jiang Cheng sighed, "I feel like you have thoroughly studied all eight generations of my ancestors."
"I finally got an all-around scholar. I must do more research," Lao Xu laughed. "Actually, when I asked you to come, I guessed that you would refuse, but I still want to try."
"Oh." Jiang Cheng responded.
"Our school has a basketball game every year, more than once, the principal loves to play basketball," Lao Xu said, "Anyway, I always take our class, and no matter what game it is, I have never won a game..."
Jiang Cheng felt a little surprised. He had seen Gu Fei play, and even if no one in the class could cooperate with him, it wouldn't be impossible for him to win a game.
"Isn't Gu Fei playing really well?" He couldn't help but say something.
"That kid," Lao Xu sighed, "It's not very reliable. He has never participated in the activities in the class. It would be good if he didn't go to other people's classes to help fight."
"Then why are you looking for me? I might not be able to win a match by myself." Jiang Cheng said.
"You can be a captain," Lao Xu said, "I think you have this ability..."
"Where did you think it came from?" Jiang Cheng felt a little helpless.
"From your heart." Lao Xu said.
"Ouch." Jiang Cheng couldn't help but touched his heart.
"If you agree," Lao Xu smiled, "I'll go talk to Gu Fei, you two, plus Wang Xu, Guo Xu, Lu Xiaobin... At least five people can get together, and then find time to train every day, I It feels like a play."
Jiang Cheng didn't speak, he didn't even know who Guo Xu and Lu Xiaobin were.
But Lao Xu kept discussing it with him in a very sincere tone, and Jiang Cheng couldn't find a reason to say anything else for a while.
"Mr. Xu, I have just one request," he said. "Captain, I must be wrong. My mind probably misunderstood you. Change someone. Anyway, I'll just follow."
With Jiang Cheng's promise, Lao Xu seemed to have been beaten by chicken blood, and immediately came to Gu Fei for his self-study class.
"Gu Fei, come to my office." Lao Xu knocked on his desk.
"I haven't been late for a while and I haven't skipped class." Gu Fei said, with his forehead resting on the table, he was playing with the mentally handicapped love elimination.
"Not this." Lao Xu tapped on the table again.
"I don't play basketball." Gu Fei said.
"That's not the case," Lao Xu said, "Come on."
Lao Xu turned around and walked out of the classroom. Gu Fei insisted on finishing the game, and then stood up reluctantly and slowly walked out of the classroom.
"Hey Jiang Cheng, Jiang..." Zhou Jing called out twice as if he had remembered something, but stopped calling, "Did Lao Xu ask you two about the game?"
Jiang Cheng didn't say anything.
"Hey, when I see you, I'm sure you can play basketball, right? You can play basketball, right?" Zhou Jing asked again.
"Has your class never won a game?" Jiang Cheng asked.
"I've never won," Zhou Jing said. "It's normal for the liberal arts class if you can't win."
Jiang Cheng glanced at him: "Fart."
Gu Fei returned to the classroom ten minutes later, sat down and took out his mobile phone to continue playing games.
Jiang Cheng originally thought he would say something, but he didn't say anything, so it was estimated that Lao Xu had failed.
He glanced at Wang Xu. If Gu Fei wasn't there, asking him to play ball with a fool like Wang Xu... It's kind of boring to think about.
"I didn't expect that such a pure-hearted old man Lao Xu would be able to deceive people." Gu Fei whispered beside him.
"Huh?" Jiang Cheng turned his head, "What did I lie to you for?"
"And he said it's not about playing," Gu Fei said while playing, "He said you played, didn't he?"
"... Hmm," Jiang Cheng responded, "He said it quite pitifully."
"You see everyone is pitiful." Gu Fei said.
"Well, I think you are quite pitiful." Jiang Cheng gave him a sideways glance.
"Do you have pity on me to play love and eliminate it?" Gu Fei asked.
"I'm sorry that you can't get past the four days of play and love elimination." Jiang Cheng said.
Gu Fei put down the phone and turned to look at him: "I found that you really owe it."
Jiang Cheng piled up at him with a fake smile: "But you can shut up, anyway, it's not interesting to argue."
"What position did you play?" Gu Fei lowered his head and continued to play the game.
"Guard." Jiang Cheng replied conditionedly.
"Then try it," Gu Fei said, "I didn't tell Lao Xu to die."
"No," Jiang Cheng felt a little baffled, "Why don't you just play a ball, and you haven't been asked to sacrifice yourself, why is it so hard?"
"It's annoying," Gu Fei said, "Just think about it, things like Jiu Ri will play."
"What's wrong with him playing?" Jiang Cheng glanced at classmate Wang Jiuri, who was holding his arms and closed his eyes like a boss.
"There are people like this in every class...Fuck!" Gu Fei threw his phone into the table fight, he probably didn't pass the test, "I'm fine on the field, who knows when I'm off the field, I'm bothered by this."
"Then are you going to fight or not?" Jiang Cheng asked, "I'm also annoyed, let's give it a try. If you want to fight, you'll fight, or you'll pull J8 down."
"Okay," Gu Fei said, "If you hit me, hit me."