Keep the money in Gu Fei's place. When Gu Fei needs money in the future, you can tell me that you use it first. It is more logical than saying that I have the money and take it. Gu Fei is also easier to accept.
The money on my card is almost enough. In the end, the various tuition, materials and living expenses for less than a year, plus the first year of university, are basically enough, and the extra money can be given to Gu Fei.
But as soon as he spoke, Gu Fei saw through this small plan. Gu Fei didn't explain it thoroughly, but he didn't go on, so Jiang Cheng couldn't mention it again.
In the evening, Gu Fei had to edit the pictures, and could not go to the rental room to "review with him". Jiang Cheng stood at the intersection, looking at Gu Fei, and Gu Miao who was on a skateboard beside him, a little confused.
Everyone has their own story, sad or happy or helpless. If you don't touch it deeply, you never know what is in the hearts of the people passing by, whether there are sighs in the lighted windows.
Gu Fei turned his head back several times and waved at him to signal that the sighting could be over. He stood still without moving.
Until Gu Fei called him: "Are you flashing your waist."
"No," Jiang Cheng smiled, "Can't I see it for a while?"
"You can see that I can hardly walk," Gu Fei said, "Go back, don't you still want to read a book."
"You said so," Jiang Cheng sighed, "I was suddenly very nervous."
"Then I won't talk about it," Gu Fei said, "Let's look at it for a while, I have five meters to turn."
After hanging up the phone, Jiang Cheng smiled and continued to look at Gu Fei's figure who was almost out of sight. When Gu Fei turned the corner, he waved his arm at him again, like blowing a kiss.
Jiang Cheng looked at no one on the left and right, and waved his arm back and blew a kiss.
Back in the room, Jiang Cheng felt like a robot with regular activities, taking a shower to clean up, sitting at the desk, finishing his homework, and then reading and reviewing according to the plan in his mind.
For the questions to be done and the books to be memorized, he did not make a review plan like many people do. He just keeps in his mind what he has to do every day, what he did yesterday, where there are problems, what to do today, and which ones Can be kept until tomorrow...
In the open book, the lines drawn in various colors are like a codebook. Only oneself knows what each color means, as well as a notebook.
Jiang Cheng opened his notebook. His notes were very simple. He only made a reminder for many of the contents. Just think about it when he comes to the reminder, and add this word... His notes will probably be nothing after graduation. No one wants to send it, heavenly book.
This word.
While endorsing the book, Jiang Cheng wrote on the paper and wrote down some key words along the way, as it was practice calligraphy.
To say this character, there is still some progress, and he can at least control himself to stop writing when the character is so ugly.
The strokes, although ugly, can recognize what it is.
On the table was a notebook that classmate Gu Fei forgot to take away. Jiang Cheng took it and opened it. Gu Fei’s so-called notebook is basically a new blank notebook. Every subject put this notebook on the table, pretending to be The land is a little bit of face to the teacher.
If he remembers correctly, Gu Fei has been using this book since last semester, and now... it has also used seven or eight pages, and each page is about ten lines of characters.
Jiang Cheng hadn't looked through Gu Fei's notebook before, and it was only the first time today that he saw what Gu Fei wrote in the notebook. He was just as happy as he read a sentence.
The old Lu's sound is like a bell, and it is more refreshing than the get out of class bell.
sleepy.
Very sleepy sleepy sleepy sleepy sleepy sleepy sleepy sleepy sleepy sleepy sleepy sleepy sleepy sleepy sleepy sleepy sleepy sleepy sleepy sleepy sleepy sleepy sleepy sleepy sleepy sleepy sleepy sleepy sleepy sleepy sleepy sleepy sleepy sleepy sleepy sleepy sleepy sleepy sleepy sleepy sleepy sleepy sleepy sleepy sleepy sleepy sleepy sleepy sleepy sleepy sleepy sleepy sleepy sleepy sleepy sleepy sleepy sleepy sleepy sleepy sleepy sleepy sleepy sleepy sleepy sleepy sleepy sleepy sleepy sleepy sleepy sleepy sleepy sleepy sleepy sleepy sleepy sleepy sleepy sleepy sleepy sleepy
Can't get past this level.
Li Yanchao passed 12 levels, scum.
Forgot to bring the power bank.
Eat pies.
No noodles, no noodles, no noodles.
Population reproduction, population replacement, birth, death
Jiang Cheng raised his eyebrows, and was a little surprised when he saw something related to the content of the class. He probably wrote it down while lying on the table when there was nothing to do.
But just this sentence, and behind this sentence is a mess of thread balls drawn out with a pen, which is a subconscious scribble at first glance.
After appreciating Gu Fei's "notes", Jiang Cheng stretched out and continued to endorse.
I feel that Gu Fei should be encouraged to write more notes like this. After reading it, he feels in a good mood and refreshes his energy. After taking a look at it during a break, I guess it is not a big problem to sit here until three o'clock in the evening.
Gu Fei pricked his head forward, and his entire face was firmly pressed onto the keyboard.
"Fuck me!" He cursed, his nose sore, and he couldn't help it after holding it for a long time.
Normally, he would not be so sleepy when he retouched his pictures until midnight. Today he fell asleep like this with the mouse in his hand, and he slept so deeply, when he hit the keyboard with his face, he was totally involved.
But this kind of sleepiness is different from the sleepy sleepiness in class, which means you can fall asleep immediately if you don’t play with your mobile phone. It's not the same.
Probably the kind of relaxation after venting.
After his nose eased, he touched the keyboard again. With such a straight and handsome nose, he might break the keyboard.
Today is indeed... It's a vent. For the first time in so many years, he told people his true thoughts. For the first time, he cried so presumptuously and unreservedly in front of people, even though he was "forced" by Jiang Cheng. Yes, but still feel a sudden relaxation.
Just like when you are hurdling, you don't know if you can jump over, whether you will fall to the opposite side or downstairs, or whether you will be safe when you land, or if you will break your leg.
Taking a step is the most difficult, and it will suddenly relax when you jump out, and all the guesses about what will happen next disappear.
Speaking is the most difficult, once the first sentence is said, there is no burden.
There is still no understanding about the future, and the idea that it may just add trouble to the other party is also cleared up.
Tomorrow... Gu Fei took out his phone and clicked on the post of No. 4 Middle School. After hesitating, he closed it again. There is no need to wait until tomorrow. Starting this afternoon, the post should have been blown up.
The people in the Fourth Middle School are very idle every day, and various discussions are endless every day. Even the teacher talks about a relationship and someone will post a bet on whether it will be divided and how long it will be divided.
It is estimated that news like "Gu Fei will compose music" can be discussed for a week.
When he left the auditorium today, he thought about Jiang Cheng’s reaction. He didn’t want to let Jiang Cheng disappointed, but was sighed in the post bar that he could not see him, but when everyone looked at him with surprise and emotion. When he came over, he still couldn't sit still.
Gu Fei is so awesome! Gu Fei is so great!
The feeling of being constantly reminded is really uncomfortable, and he has been accustomed to avoiding his eyes for so many years. The moment when the four words of composer Gu Fei popped out, he felt a panic of being torn apart. (End of this chapter)