Wen Xiaoyun woke up after two hours of sleep.
When he opened his eyes, he met a pair of clear and beautiful eyes.
Zhuang Zhou seemed to be staying by the bed all the time. When Wen Xiaoyun woke up, a bright smile appeared on his face: "Wen Xiaoyun, you are awake."
"Well." Wen Xiaoyun sat up.
Zhuang Zhou asked him, "It's almost noon, did you sleep well this time?"
Wen Xiaoyun said, "I didn't sleep well."
Sixty-three pairs of socks were still playing on a loop in his head.
Wen Xiaoyun had a headache.
I really didn't sleep well this time.
Zhuang Zhou was a little puzzled: "Have you not slept yet?"
He began to feel guilty. Could it be that he had given Wen Xiaoyun his dreams too many times, leaving behind sequelae
Mainly because he didn't notice the details before.
When Wen Xiaoyun was entrusting his dreams to him before, he was not fluent in Interstellar, so he was used to speaking Mandarin. Maybe Wen Xiaoyun would be under a bit of pressure to execute it.
Wen Xiaoyun rubbed his temples, but didn't notice Zhuang Zhou's guilty little eyes, and said casually, "Well, maybe it's a nightmare."
Hearing this, Zhuang Zhou immediately widened his eyes and said loudly, "Impossible!"
Where are the nightmares!
He is not a nightmare!
The God of Wealth sends wealth into a dream, this is a beautiful dream!
Wen Xiaoyun looked back at him, his eyes questioning.
Zhuang Zhou realized that he had just gotten a little louder, lowered his head sadly, and retorted in a low voice, "It must be a beautiful dream."
Wen Xiaoyun raised his eyebrows: "Can you know what dream I had?"
Zhuang Zhou's heart trembled, and he said slowly, "I don't know, how could I know what you were dreaming about? I'm..."
He paused, and his tone was full of blessings: "I hope that you can have a good dream and sleep well every day."
Wen Xiaoyun rubbed his head and said in a deep voice, "Thank you."
Seeing that he didn't ask anything else, Zhuang Zhou asked tentatively, "Then... what dream did you have last night? Do you remember?"
Wen Xiaoyun fastened the loose collar button and glanced at Zhuang Zhou.
The latter looked serious and seemed to be really curious.
He secretly thought that he was really thinking too much.
There is no trace of dreams, it is an activity of the subconscious mind of the human brain.
How could he think that Zhuang Zhou would know what dream he had.
As for why other people dreamed of Zhuang Zhou on the first day they knew him, maybe it was just because the child was too good-looking and good-looking.
Good-looking people are born with a fatal attraction.
Wen Xiaoyun shook his head and said, "I can't remember exactly."
Zhuang Zhou breathed a sigh of relief, which means that the dream was successful.
Dreamers can vaguely remember what they should do, but they can't remember why they do it, and they want to do it.
This is the spiritual suggestion of the dream today.
Wen Xiaoyun said, "Take you to the cafeteria to eat."
Zhuang Zhou shook his head: "No, I don't need... I'm not hungry."
I wanted to say that I didn't need to eat, but when the words came to my lips, I quickly changed my words.
Wen Xiaoyun frowned: "You haven't eaten since you got on the battleship yesterday afternoon."
Zhuang Zhou: "..."
Wen Xiaoyun was sad when he was a teenager because he was homeless, and comforted softly, "No matter what sadness or sadness there is, you can't stop eating."
He held up Zhuang Zhou's hand, not saying anything.
His palms were large and had thin calluses, which was completely different from Zhuang Zhou's soft, white palms.
Zhuang Zhou blushed a little, and said quickly, "Well, wait a minute."
He also reflected it, and he couldn't be too special.
Especially this kind of situation where you won't be hungry even if you don't eat for a day and night, can't happen.
Humans all have to eat.
Zhuang Zhou could only go back to the head of the bed and pick up his idol.
Wen Xiaoyun took a look at it.
Zhuang Zhou lowered his head, embarrassed to look at him.
Wen Xiaoyun didn't say more, and led the boy to the cafeteria.
It was noon, and there were still many people in the cafeteria.
When conditions do not permit, most people will choose to drink nutritional supplements, and one can maintain energy for a day.
But the nutritional supplements are really bad, and when there is no mission or war, everyone still hopes to eat something else to fill their stomachs.
As soon as Zhuang Zhou followed Wen Xiaoyun into the cafeteria, he immediately attracted everyone's attention.
All the soldiers of the Third Legion, when they saw Wen Xiaoyun, stood up reflexively and saluted: "Admiral!"
Wen Xiaoyun nodded and said in a low voice, "There are not so many rules, just sit down."
"Yes, Admiral!"
Everyone sat down neatly and continued to eat. The cafeteria, which was noisy just now, was so quiet that needles could be heard.
Zhuang Zhou blinked, with some admiration in his eyes.
At first, when he heard people call Wen Xiaoyun the boss, he thought he was the boss...
It was a great general.
The worship in his eyes was so obvious that Wen Xiaoyun couldn't even ignore it.
He asked casually, "Why are you looking at me like that?"
Zhuang Zhou said, "You are amazing."
Wen Xiaoyun hooked his lips and asked him, "What do you want to eat?"
Zhuang Zhou looked at all kinds of food, very different from the food on earth, and the appearance was not very good...
Zhuang Zhou hesitated: "I don't know what to eat, can you recommend it?"
Wen Xiaoyun brought him two kinds of food: "They said these two dishes seemed good."
Zhuang Zhou said, "Then I have these two."
The two chose the dishes as if no one else was around, and then chose the farthest seat to sit down, as if they didn't notice the surrounding soldiers at all.
The cafeteria was particularly quiet, and all the soldiers of the Third Corps slowed down their meals and pricked up their ears.
They had long heard that the admiral brought back a particularly pitiful and well-behaved child yesterday, and the admiral treated him very well.
Unexpectedly, they were fortunate enough to see it with their own eyes today.
They came holding hands!
The admiral even cooked food for him in person!
Admirals have never been so nice to people!
Are they about to have an admiral's wife
Seeing that they had already sat down, everyone was even more excited.
One by one, they tried their best to sneak a glance.
Even screaming in my heart!
Pickle Pickle!
Have a bite! Have a bite!
Um
and many more.
Why did Mrs. take out... candles? incense burner
The guys looked a little sluggish.
After Zhuang Zhou set up the incense burner and candles, he put the god statue in his hand on it.
He glanced at Wen Xiaoyun, coughed lightly, and said embarrassedly, "...Well, you know, I have to say goodbye before I eat."
Wen Xiaoyun Jun's face was calm, and his tone was soothing: "Well, I understand, it's okay."
Zhuang Zhou thought about it carefully and asked Wen Xiaoyun tentatively: "Yes, if not, you can also worship..."
For things like offering offerings, as long as someone worships, he can eat the food, not necessarily his own.
After all, it's awkward to worship yourself.
Zhuang Zhou looked at him expectantly, hoping to trick Wen Xiaoyun into offering himself a confession.
Wen Xiaoyun lit the candle for Zhuang Zhou and rubbed his head: "Good, this is your father, it's not appropriate for me to worship."
Zhuang Zhou: "..."
Zhuang Zhou: "... oh."
A lunch started like this with a strange offering.
At the end of lunch, everyone in the Dragon Warship knew.
Before the admiral's wife eats, she must worship her parents first. Filial piety is heaven-shattering!
Zhuang Zhou carried the statue back to his room with a face full of lovelessness, and never went to the cafeteria to eat again...
Just after sending Zhuang Zhou back to the room, Wen Xiaoyun was about to leave.
When he turned to close the door, his eyes suddenly fell on the statue.
There was a strange feeling in my heart.
Wen Xiaoyun had deep thoughts in his eyes, and then made a decision that even he himself felt a little inexplicable.
sleep check!
During the raid on the dormitory, all the soldiers of the Third Corps were raided by the inspection team before they even had time to clean up their dormitories.
Half an hour later, a pile of dirty clothes, dirty socks, and even a dozen dolls were found.
It just so happened that Zhang Feng's elite team returned from inspection.
When Zhou Hongyi saw socks all over the place, he was stunned.
Zhou Hongyi didn't know, but Wen Xiaoyun was more shocked than him.
He never imagined that he just went to check the bed with the idea of trying it out, and actually found a bunch of dirty socks.
Isn't this his dream
But Wen Xiaoyun's voice was still calm: "It's all yours?"
Zhou Hongyi is like an eggplant beaten by frost: "Admiral, it's... it's mine..."
Wen Xiaoyun said: "There is an automatic laundry compartment on the battleship, you can wear it directly after washing, why not take it to wash?"
Zhou Hongyi: "… "
Wen Xiaoyun: "I heard that you want to wait for the holiday before washing?"
Zhou Hongyi: "No no no!"
Wen Xiaoyun: "Oh."
Zhou Hongyi was embarrassed and did not dare to deceive any more: "Just, wanting to take a vacation is just an excuse..."
In the final analysis, it is because I don't want to wash it.
But why does the Admiral know that he wants to take a vacation
"You don't need to go for inspection in the afternoon." Wen Xiaoyun looked at the time, got up, and said lightly, "I want to see you surpass Zhang Feng and become the first in the training room."
Zhou Hongyi suddenly had a soft leg.
If he wins the captaincy and becomes number one, then he will be the captain, not Zhang Feng!
Who in the end betrayed him woohoo!
The author has something to say: PS—
Zhuang Zhou is innocent and pitiful: "It's not me!"
Really, he has tried his best, super hard!
Thanks to the little angel who threw the mine: lulu, Junxihe 1;
Thanks to the little angel who irrigated the nutrient solution: 6 bottles of Maple Chaos; 5 bottles by the pool; 4 bottles of Ye coconut leaves; 3 bottles of Raji Morara; 1 bottle of cara, song, and curry;
Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!