When Fu Shen found Tang Zhou, the young man was squatting at the base of the wall, like a homeless stray cat, with light brown eyes staring blankly at the camphor tree by the road, showing a bit of a loss.
His heart softened a little for a moment.
He walked in front of Tang Zhou, and his tall figure blocked the sun. It seemed that because the spring sun was too warm, his expression was very gentle.
"boarding."
Tang Zhou stood up with his hands on his knees and took a step forward. The numbness instantly swept his calf, and he stumbled forward.
Fortunately, Fu Shen's eyes and hands were quick and he took it with a full heart.
Tang Zhou couldn't feel his legs, so he could only cling to Fu Shen to prevent himself from falling to the ground.
Fu Shen helplessly hugged his waist, "How long have you been squatting?"
"do not know."
Tang Zhou's eyebrows twitched slightly because of the sudden numbness, and he couldn't stand it anymore, so he could only support Fu Shen with one hand and rub his calf with the other.
Some pedestrians passed by and cast unidentified eyes, but Fu Shen didn't see it.
He helped Tang Zhou beside the camphor tree, let Tang Zhou support the trunk by himself, then squatted down and reached out to hold Tang Zhou's calf.
"What are you doing!"
Tang Zhou jumped in shock, because his legs were soft and numb, he didn't move, he could only stare at Fu Shen with two frightened eyes.
Fu Shen didn't say a word, he pressed it hard.
"hiss-"
Tang Zhou gasped, it was sour.
Fu Shen paused and continued to relieve him.
The warm palms clearly depict the slender and well-proportioned legs across the thin casual pants.
Tang Zhou leaned against the tree trunk. From his angle, he could only see the back of the boy's head and the wheat-colored neck. The hands that held his legs were slender and strong, and they conveyed a reliable temperature through the pants.
It's not that he hasn't had numbness in his legs, it's just that he has never been so concerned by others.
His legs gradually recovered, but Tang Zhou didn't say a word.
Fu Shen estimated that it was almost time, raised his head and asked, "Can I go?"
The golden sun shines through the gaps in the leaves and falls in the amber eyes, like a bright meteor in the sky, good-looking but short-lived.
Tang Zhou suddenly came back to his senses and said lightly: "Well, thank you."
The two got into the car.
"What's wrong with the hand?" Fu Shen turned his head to look at Yu Hong's knuckles.
Tang Zhou fastened his seat belt and wrote lightly, "I beat up a scumbag."
He didn't want to say anything, so Fu Shen didn't ask any more questions, and started the car and drove into the traffic.
Not far from here is Tang's company. If he guessed correctly, Tang Zhou should have gone to the company before. As for who was beaten, this kind of thing is not a secret, it should be easy to find out.
However, Tang Zhou is not like such an impulsive person.
Seeing that Tang Zhou was in a good mood, and Fu Shen was not in a bad mood, he picked up the topic of panacea: "What do you want to eat at night?"
Tang Zhou didn't have much appetite, but it felt good to be with Fu Shen, and a picture suddenly flashed in his mind, and he couldn't help bending the corners of his mouth.
"It's almost night."
He sighed without thinking, and then said, "Osmanthus dumplings are pretty good."
Fu Shen was stunned for a while, and there was a little smile in his eyes.
"Then let's go to school."
When I drove to Jiangda, the food stalls outside had not yet been set up.
The two of them couldn't just wait in the car. Fu Shen suggested, "It's better to stay in the dormitory for a while, just to chat with Liang Chen and the others about the project."
Tang Zhou nodded in agreement.
It takes about ten minutes to walk from the school gate to the boys' dormitory.
On weekends now, there are not as many students in the school as usual, but there are dozens of them along the way.
As a school-level figure of Jiangda University, Tang Zhou has always been eye-catching.
Fu Shen is not bad compared to him. The two are handsome guys with different styles. It's hard to tell if you really want to tell the difference.
It's just that Fu Shen's family is poor and not as attractive as Tang Zhou.
Tang Zhou was thinking about his thoughts and didn't care about the eyes of the people around him.
Fu Shen was sending messages in the group, and he didn't care about those peeking eyes.
[Fu Shen]: Tang Shen will be here soon, and those with smelly socks should hurry up and put them away.
[Pixiu]: Gan! How long? ! ! !
[Fu Shen]: Five minutes.
[Li Fengyu]: Damn it!
[Liang Chen]: Why did you come here suddenly
Because of the project, none of their dormitories went home or went out to play, and they lived a bald life before graduation.
[Fu Shen]: President Tang inspected the progress.
[Liang Chen]：…
Fu Shen raised his lips, raised his head to look at Tang Zhou, who was staring out of the sky in front of him, and lowered his hair to send a message.
[Fu Shen]: Did the snack stand open last night
He was worried that the food stall would not be open on weekends, so he specifically asked.
[Liang Chen]: Open, what
[Fu Shen]: Nothing. How did they get their smelly socks
As soon as the news was sent out, a voice came: "Have you seen a news?"
Fu Shen stopped, "Huh?"
When Tang Zhou turned around just now, he saw Fu Shen's low-haired message, and couldn't help but smile, looking like he was in love with someone, so he couldn't help interrupting him.
He knew that Fu Shen didn't fall in love after he became President Fu, but he didn't know if Fu Shen had a relationship before becoming President Fu.
"A girl lowered her head to play with her mobile phone, and her leg got stuck in the sewer."
Fu Shen: "...My legs are not that thin."
Tang Zhou glanced at his legs subconsciously. They were long and straight, with smooth lines, and the loose trousers were very thin.
Mainly, the legs are good-looking and the flesh is well-proportioned.
Tang Zhou turned around: "Don't play with your phone while walking."
Fu Shen smiled and put the phone in his trouser pocket.
"Well, stop playing."
Thinking of how he felt when he helped Tang Zhou resolve the numbness in his legs, Fu Shen couldn't help but fall on Tang Zhou's legs, which were much thinner than his.
Fu Shen's dormitory was on the fifth floor. Neither of them were weak physically, so it was easy to climb to the fifth floor.
This is Tang Zhou's first visit, and it's the door of a freshman. I think it's a bit novel.
The dormitory door is wide open.
"God Tang!" The boy wearing a Pikachu sweater stood at the door and greeted excitedly, "Welcome!"
Tang Zhou: "..."
He had never seen such a warm person.
The obvious helplessness on Tang Zhou's face made Fu Shen's smile grow thicker. He grabbed Tang Zhou's white wrist and whispered, "Come in."
Tang Zhou stepped into the boys' dormitory and looked around, it was cleaner than he thought.
The door closed behind him, cutting off the empty corridor, leaving only the narrowness and liveliness in front of him.
On the bed and off the table, four rudimentary chairs are arranged in four directions, and notebooks are placed on each table.
The fat man got out of the bathroom, filled the freshly washed grapes in a stainless steel lunch box, brought them over attentively, and handed them to Tang Zhou, "Tang Shen, eat grapes!"
Tang Zhou: "..."
Under Li Fengyu's expectant eyes, he tore off one and said gently, "Thank you."
Fu Shen saw that he was uncomfortable, took Li Fengyu's grapes, put them on the table, and asked the three of them, "Have you eaten dinner?"
"No." Liang Chen suggested, "When the night market opens, let's go together?"
"Okay, okay, wait for Tang Shen to make skewers together!" Pi Xiu quickly agreed.
Li Fengyu nodded: "I haven't eaten barbecue for a long time, let's buy some beer."
Fu Shen had no objection, so the four of them all looked at Tang Zhou.
Tang Zhou has a self-proclaimed identity, and has never had a skewer or a drink at a street stall, but a few people are eager to try.
Pixiu gave a high five, "I'll go buy a can of beer later."
Fu Shen shook his head, "Buy less, Senior Tang drove here, he doesn't drink."
Thinking of Tang Zhou's drinking capacity, he dared not let Tang Zhou drink again, otherwise Tang Shen's reputation would be ruined by alcohol.
Tang Zhou also remembered his embarrassment after being drunk, and nodded with a light smile: "Well, I won't drink anymore."
Several people did not force it.
It was still early before the night market opened, Liang Chen suggested, "Let's talk about the project together."
Everyone looked at Tang Zhou again.
Tang Zhou said sternly: "I discussed it with Fu Shen before, let him speak."
To be honest, Fu Shen will definitely be credited with the development of Deep Blue in the future. Tang Zhou has self-knowledge, he doesn't understand the game, he doesn't understand the player market, there is absolutely no need to intervene in these matters.
Fu Shen didn't refuse, but talked eloquently. This game project is the result of several years of conceiving in his mind. His concept of this project is quite mature, and he does not hesitate to speak.
Some professional things such as game architecture, Tang Zhou did not understand very well, and Fu Shen and several others would also explain to him patiently, although the explanation did not have any significant effect.
But that didn't stop him from having fun.
From childhood to adulthood, the old man's education to him is that he can't play with things, and he won't play with children, let alone online games
If you haven't touched it, you won't be interested. Now that you have contacted it, I want to try it.
"Is the game really fun?" he asked.
Seeing that he was interested in the game, Pixiu immediately became enthusiastic, "Tang Shen will know it by playing, whether it is fun or not depends on the individual, why don't you try it?"
He said turning on the computer and entering the game client.
Tang Zhou glanced at the word "Xia Yuan".
Pixiu introduced the game to him incessantly, and also manipulated his character to cut monsters and upgrade them to do tasks.
This is a virtual world without the interference of the real world, and it is indeed a good place to relax.
Tang Zhou became more and more interested, and tried to manipulate the game characters to do various actions by himself.
Li Fengyu also joined the ranks of bringing down the god of Tang, and the three of them had a great time.
Fu Shen's chair was occupied by Tang Zhou, he leaned against the wardrobe, his eyes fell on Tang Zhou's face.
The skin is white, and the eyes glow.
very nice.
Liang Chen came over and patted his shoulder, "Go out and talk?"
Fu Shen followed him to the corridor.
"Is something wrong?"
Liang Chen said cautiously: "Brother Shen, I have always wanted to ask, are the photos on the forum real?"
"What picture?"
Liang Chen coughed lightly, "You and Senior Tang."
Fu Shen was stunned, "What do you want to say?"
"We're worried, are you talking to Senior Tang because of the shares..."
Fu Shen: "...You think too much."
Whether he likes it or not, Tang Zhou will definitely not use money to do that kind of thing, at most let him be a shield.
Thinking of the shield, my heart is inexplicably blocked.
Fu Shen shook off his messy emotions and said sternly, "It's just a life assistant, clean up the waste in your mind."
Liang Chen breathed a sigh of relief and didn't ask why the two were holding hands in the photo. Since Fu Shen had already denied it, he didn't need to say more.
"Well, I'll let them both clean up."
Fu Shen knew that they cared about him, so he stopped tangled up in this topic. Hearing the passionate and angry voices coming from inside, he said, "The night market is almost open, let's go down together."
Otherwise someone will be "broken".
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