Jiang Cheng got up a little late in the morning, and it was almost time for class when he opened his eyes.
The longest time he was absent from school was two days, and he didn't return home for three days at night, but in comparison he was late for very few times. I don't know why, if he plans to go to school, he is not willing to be late.
Now that school has just started, he hasn't planned not to go to school yet, so as soon as he looks at the time, he jumps from the **, ran into the bathroom, and grabbed the disposable dental appliances.
He usually doesn't use these things when he stays in a hotel. The toothbrush is too hard and the toothpaste is generally not delicious... When rinsing his mouth, he found that he didn't know whether his left hand brushing his teeth was wrong or the toothbrush was too bad, and his teeth were bleeding. NS.
I looked up in the mirror again, my face was not asleep, and my eyes were faintly blue, matched with the toothpaste foam on my mouth...
"Ah..." He looked at the mirror and covered his chest with his gauze-wrapped hand, pointed his finger forward, and gasped in pain, "Shit... The shit... is poisonous! Ah!"
After the performance, I had fun for a long time, and then remembered that the time was running out, so I hurriedly splashed some water on my face to wash my face.
When he left the room and ran out, he seemed to see Rujia on the opposite side smiling at him.
That's right, he found Rujia yesterday according to the instructions given by Jiaofei to be fairly clear. As a result, he just didn't live in except for five hundred yuan and a mobile phone and even his clothes.
Because he didn't have an ID card, when he tried to ask the waiter to help him figure out a solution, the waiter even threatened to call the police.
It's so hard to live in a store in a big shabby city in a small broken city!
He has worn Gu Fei's sweater, Gu Fei's down jacket, took Gu Fei's charger, ate his meal, smoked his cigarette, and really had no face to go back and tell Gu Fei to borrow your ID card. used.
When he was going to find an Internet cafe to make do for the night, he saw the small hotel opposite, which was considered saved.
He looked back at this little hotel, Zhou's hotel, and took it down, so he can revisit it when he writes his memoirs.
I bought breakfast in the small shop downstairs of the hotel, but there was no time to eat. Jiang Cheng stuffed all the food into his pocket and rushed to the school.
The distance from the Fourth Middle School to this side is not far, and the two stations are still small stations. The time for waiting for the squeeze is reached, but if it is close, it is very fatal to run all the way now. No car.
When he ran to the school gate, Jiang Cheng heard the preparation bell ringing, and all the people gathered around the school gate like slow motion did not respond. They should eat, talk, and walk into the school with the preparation bell. It's like walking in a leisurely courtyard.
He slowed down and didn't want to become a hurried schoolmaster among the crowd.
In his current state, he was about to put away the previous school. The on-duty teacher came over to curse someone early, and the on-duty teacher standing at the gate of No. 4 Middle School didn't know if he had a good temper or was used to it, so he yelled softly: "Hurry up! Hurry up! Step by step! Whoever climbs after closing the door will register for deduction!"
Climbing the door? Jiang Cheng looked back at the school gate.
The gate of No. 4 Middle School is still magnificent. On the two floors, the first floor is a half-person-height electric door, and there are two large iron doors with spikes on them.
He suddenly remembered that Gu Fei was late yesterday, and he climbed the door to come in
Gee. When he thought of the row of spikes, he felt a gust of wind blowing through his crotch, and it was cool and whistling.
When he went upstairs, someone called his name from behind: "Jiang Cheng!"
He turned his head and saw Wang Xu running over while nibbling on a large pancake.
"It's really you," Wang Xu looked at him up and down, "I thought Dafei at first, and the hat was wrong... Why are you wearing his clothes? Is this his clothes?"
"Yeah." Jiang Cheng continued upstairs.
"Did something happen?" Wang Xu looked at his hand again, "Fuck me? What's wrong with the hand? Is it a monkey? You went to Dafei to hide?"
"No, no." Jiang Cheng replied.
"You don't need to lie to me," Wang Xu patted his shoulder loyally. "This is because of me. I will take care of what happens. Tell me the truth..."
"Don't," Jiang Cheng turned to look at him, "pat me on the shoulder."
Wang Xu raised his hand.
"Don't pat me on the back." Jiang Cheng said.
"Fuck," Wang Xu put his hand back in his pocket a little uncomfortably, stepped a few steps in front of him and went upstairs, "something is forcing him."
Gu Fei didn't come to study in the morning, I don't know if he was late again or was absent from class.
Jiang Cheng lay on the table, covering himself with Zhou Jing's body in front of him, slowly eating early, no less than five people all around eating together.
He sighed as he ate. It has only been two days since he has been assimilated inexplicably
His breakfast is fairly simple, fried dumplings and soy milk, dumplings also pay attention to the cabbage fillings, afraid of the taste of eating during class.
As a result, I saw the people next to me, buns with leek stuffing, sesame seeds with leek stuffing, even if they were smelly, and some people held a bowl of beef noodles and ate it so much.
The first class was English. As usual, Lao Lu yelled as soon as he came in. He also snatched half of the buns from the one who had eaten the slowest in the morning and had not finished eating in the class.
"Hey," Zhou Jing turned his head, "Jiang Cheng, Jiang Cheng."
Jiang Cheng glanced at him and said nothing.
"Jiang Cheng?" Zhou Jing called him again, "Jiang Cheng."
"If you have something to say directly." Jiang Cheng suddenly understood why Gu Fei was too lazy to pay attention to him. What this person wants to say must be called until you agree.
"Are you wearing Dafei clothes today?" Zhou Jing asked.
Jiang Cheng frowned, looked at the down jacket on the back of the chair, and felt that he was wearing the clothes Gu Fei wears most often.
Wang Xu can recognize it at a glance, and Zhou Jing can see it. It's estimated that half of the people in this class know that he is wearing Gu Fei's clothes for class.
Looking down at the sweater on his body, I can only pray that this sweater is not often worn.
"The sweater is from Dafei too?" Zhou Jing asked again, "Are you at Dafei's house yesterday?"
Hold!
Jiang Cheng ignored him and leaned on the table to sleep.
"Hey, Jiang Cheng," Zhou Jing doesn't hit the table now, "Why didn't Da Fei come today?"
"If you don't shut up, I will smoke you." Jiang Cheng said with his eyes closed.
Zhou Jing sighed, nothing happened.
The classroom is very warm and hot, but if the sweater is taken off, it is not appropriate, not to mention that there is no other clothes in his sweater, so he can't go to class shirtless.
This Gu Fei looked very low-key. He didn't even say a word in school, and he didn't see anyone close to him. He went to the bathroom alone, but he remembered all the clothes he was wearing.
It's damn amazing. (End of this chapter)