Jian Zixing sat on the bed to clean up, Zhongchen was cleaning up, and neither of them spoke again.

Zhongchen only greeted him when he first came in. At this moment, only Gao Ang and Zhang Xi were energizing the atmosphere. Occasionally, he just huhed up lazily when he asked Zhongchen's head.

Zhang Xi is a smart man. He quickly took back his posture while sitting outside and continued to discuss math problems with Gao Yang.

It was already twelve o'clock after the luggage was settled. Jian Zixing seized the time to wash up, and the headlights were turned off when he came back.

Zhongchen's bed was dark, and there was a long bulge under the quilt. Hearing the peaceful whistle, he probably fell asleep.

There is an arched railing in the middle of the two consecutive beds in the Yingzhong dormitory, but there are no fences underneath, which are completely interconnected. If two young men of about 1.8 meters towards the junction, they can kick them at will.

Out of respect, and the other party had already put his head here considerately, Jian Zixing hesitated and also put his pillow over.

Head to head, the pillows were quietly close together under the railing. Jian Zixing stayed for two seconds, and then reluctantly recycled the pillow.

There were two funny videos that were forwarded with high popularity on the phone. There was also a text message from Xu Mingbai asking about his father's condition. Xu Mingbai was studying for a Ph.D. in Ai at the University of Technology, six years older than him, and was considered a like-minded confidant.

Jian Zixing replied casually: I've settled in a new school and I'll take time to go to the hospital tomorrow and send Xiao Chai to accompany him to relieve his boredom.

Xu Mingbai: How about the voice module I made for Xiao Cai and it run-in?

Jian Zixing: After dismantling it, he is mentally retarded.

Xu Mingbai:...Well, okay, sticking a self-adhesive sticker is enough to entertain my uncle.

The noisy and ridiculous day ends, and a brand new senior high school begins.

Jian Zixing closed his eyes and fell asleep within a short while.

I don't know how long he suddenly opened his eyes again. There was a rustling sound under the bed, but the breathing sound above his head disappeared.

He quietly leaned over the bed and looked down.

Zhongchen was underneath, without the lights or even his cell phone, and he took it in the cabinet for a while and walked out quietly.

What was shocking was that he was holding a bundle of rope in his hand.

With the light of the corridor through the glass on the door, Jian Zixing saw that it was a bundle of nylon ropes. It was tough and solid, and this was the case for survival in the wild.

This guy...

Do you still have to go out to bully your classmates in the middle of the night?

The door opened and closed silently. Jian Zixing stiffened for a moment and slowly turned over to the wall and closed his eyes again.

Three minutes later, he sat upset again.

...

...

The midnight midsummer in England and China is not peaceful.

There were several people sitting on the small playground on the back of the dormitory building, with men and women tilting together, and there were wine bottles standing or pouring on the ground.

The person who received the notice was pretentious and reluctant to leave.

Jian Zixing denied that direction just by looking at it, turned around and touched the other side of the dark and quiet campus.

He was not familiar with the new school. After walking in the direction of bright street lights for a while, he actually arrived at the building where Ma Feichen jumped to the rooftop. It was Yingzhong's administrative building.

There was a sound in the hall, with a very ugly hum.

Jian Zixing quickly touched that direction with light steps. He walked to the front of the building, stopped against the wall, and then looked in.

It is Zhongchen and 1.7 meters.

One meter seven was tied up by five flowers, and the red and green nylon rope tied his hands tightly behind his back, and the tortoise shell was tied, shaped like a turtle.

Jian Zixing widened his eyes.

"If you make more money, the more you earn, the tighter it will be." Zhongchen squatted beside Yimiaoqi and smiled very kindly, "Where is the money for the evening?"

"I've transferred it to you!" Yimeiqi hummed in pain, and it seemed that he was tied up very uncomfortable.

Zhongchen paused, as if he was amazed at the other party and said, "Didn't the twenty yuan you transferred to me be the reward for hiring me as my younger brother? I asked you what the money you received."

Jian Zixing was shocked with such great ambitions. The little brother of the Smiling Tiger Beggars Sect swallowed the food the boss wanted with his backhand. It was wonderful.

Yimeiqi was obviously stunned. After a while, he realized it and struggled to spit on the ground, "Where did you come from? Play with me!"

"Give the protection fee." Zhongchen yawned, as if he didn't feel the other party's anger, "Go quickly, I'm sleepy."

1.7 meters: "…"

He was about to take his back to threaten him, but Zhongchen, who was squatting in front of him, suddenly turned his head and looked at the door.

The sharp and deep gaze came over, and Jian Zixing instantly retracted his body and stared at the darkness with his breath.

Nothing happened, but Yimqi, who was tied to the ground, took a breath of cold air in horror.

——The moment Zhongchen turned around, he saw a five or six centimeter-long scar on the lower right side of the back neck through the scattered collar. The scar was slightly torn, not like someone was striking the back neck, but instead like he was pressed down with a knife and cut it down bit by bit. Judging from the color, it has been a lot of time.

Zhongchen turned around and had already changed his attitude. He quickly stuck out his butt, "In my butt, brother, I'll give it to you. The meal card is there. There is still some transfer in the afternoon, I'll transfer it to you immediately."

Zhongchen snorted and touched him, took out both the money and the card, and asked casually, "Have the money from the meal card moved?"

"I haven't moved yet. I'm not from this school either. It's useless to ask for this card. I originally planned to give it a little cheaper, but this school's meal card is not registered."

Zhongchen said, "Who will rob today?"

"I'm calling Wang Chengcheng, didn't he say that he was repeating the exam."

Zhongchen said, "I didn't listen carefully at that time, just admire you for pretending."

1.7 meters: "…"

Zhongchen loosened his ties to Yimiqi, escorted him to transfer the money, and then roughly clicked, "It's okay. By the way, I have something to ask for."

One meter Qi shone with tears, "Please speak."

"I heard that the north of Britain, China and China are in chaos. There are several groups of heroes like you, Boss, and they are in harmony with each other and occupy one side of their own power."

Zhongchen paused and said sincerely, "I am new to this school to repeat the school. I am short of money and I have been applying for the job sincerely for a long time. Please go back and tell me in the small group of friendship between you bosses, recommend me to other bosses and help me to live."

Jian Zixing outside the door had to admit that he was amazed by this man's operation.

Yimqi: "...you still want to cheat others?"

Zhongchen made a deep thought voice, thought about it and said, "Just promote me, you can do it well and have few good things to do, only twenty yuan a day."

1.7 meters: "…"

Jian Zixing: "..."

"Thank you, Boss." Zhongchen smiled and loosened Yimiqi's tie, "Good night, go back."

Yimqi rolled and crawled with a gust of wind and ran out of the door. When he grabbed the door, he swept his arm to Jian Zixing's clothes, but he didn't notice it, and was obviously scared into a single-celled creature.

Jian Zixing was once again confused outside the west gate at night when he was facing the back of a horse.

There seemed to be no movement in the building. Zhongchen did not come out either.

Jian Zixing came to his senses and looked in confusion-

The nylon rope was piled at his feet casually. Hu Zhongchen, who had just been majestic and smiling, was squatting next to the huge potted plant in the hall of the administrative building, pinching a baked sugar cake with both hands, and biting it voraciously.

A piece of sugar cake with 2 Mao was eaten as if it was a feast. The syrup flowed to the tiger's mouth. He took a bite of the cake and lowered his head and sucked the tiger's mouth. He didn't swallow it, but he just lowered his head and continued to bite the cake. This cake was the only thing in his heart, eyes, and mind in the whole world.

No - where did the cake be taken out?

Jian Zixing fell into a state of shock and confusion, and could not come back to his senses for a long time.

He turned his back and was confused for a while, and then looked back and saw Zhong Chen choking. The somewhat embarrassed boy didn't spread the remaining two bites of cake with his hands, wiped the corners of his mouth with his wrist, then raised his head and chewed wildly, and his bulging cheeks moved back and forth, but he stopped suddenly.

The huge and empty administrative building completely quieted at this moment.

The guy with his head raised and his cheeks bulged, his eyes suddenly became a little blank when he looked at the ceiling, and he was steadily as if he had suddenly been drained from his strength.

Jian Zixing suspected that he had read it wrong, rubbed his eyes and looked over, but Zhongchen had already buried his head and continued to swallow with big mouthfuls, but his movements became extremely slow until he stuffed the remaining cake into his mouth.

He swallowed twice, and his Adam's apple moved, then breathed a long breath and let out a blank expression for a while.

Unexpectedly, a few seconds later, a stomach roared in the hall of the administrative building. Zhongchen covered it with some sadness and turned his head to look at the potted plant squatting with him next to him.

"what to do?"

Jian Zixing is silent.

The potted plants didn't say anything.

Zhongchen sighed, "The handsome man Chenchen is not full, can you give him a dish name?"

Jian Zixing: "?"

The show is not over yet?

Not finished. Zhongchen squatted and took a step to the side, blocking the potted plant, clearing his throat, "Hand handsome Chenchen, listen well - steamed lambs! Steamed bear's paws! Steamed deer tails~ Roasted flower duck, roasted chicks, roasted goose! Braised salted duck! Sauce chicken and bacon! Pine flower belly! Hanging meat, sausage, assorted su plate..."

Called the police.

The great reward for confusing behavior in the world.

Jian Zixing realized that he could not stay any longer, so he silently turned away with a belly full of question marks.
To be continued...