"Are you smoking?" he asked Duan Feifan.

"Sometimes the power outages," Duan Feifan said, "is used to light candles."

"... Will there be a power outage?" Jiang Kuo added another floor to his despair for the dormitory.

"So fresh," Duan Feifan said, "Where is no power outage?"

Jiang Kuo sighed, took out a match, stood up and pressed it on the phosphorus surface, and gently flicked it. The match slashed with a squeak, and turned around and sandwiched between the index finger and the middle finger. The flames rushed up and burned.

He blew out the fire and took out another one.

With a light flash, the match was scratched, and he turned around and stood between his fingers.

When he unconsciously cut to the fourth root, Duan Feifan stretched out his hand.

"Huh?" He looked at Duan Feifan.

"I'll try." Duan Feifan said.

Jiang Kuo put the match in his hand.

Duan Feifan also took out one and pressed it on the phosphorus surface.

Jiang Kuo supported his knees and leaned over there. With his movements, Duan Feifan's movements are very standard so that according to this movement, you can click with just one shot...

The match bounced out of Duan Feifan's fingertips, and simply turned around in circles forward, tumbling, and hit Jiang Kuo's face.

Jiang Kuo didn't move, he was touching him.

Duan Feifan didn't move either, and faced him for a while: "Fortunately, I didn't take a slash."

Jiang Kuo raised his hand and wiped his face.

"I'll try." Duan Feifan took out another match.

"You go over there." Jiang Kuo pointed to the direction of the door.

Duan Feifan turned sideways and faces the door, and his energy sinks into the dantian for a while.

"Wow!"

The match didn't pop up this time.

He directly pressed it on the matchbox.

He took out the third one, pressed it upright, and said to Jiang Kuo: "Is there any trick?"

Jiang Kuo dragged the chair forward, leaned over and stretched out his fingers, and gently touched him on the belly of the match, "Don't press it too much..."

Before he finished speaking, Duan Feifan's fingers shook, and the match being pressed popped up from the side.

He simply turned around and moved forward, tumbling, and hit Jiang Kuo's face.

Jiang Kuo closed his eyes and took a deep breath: "Duan Feifan, if you didn't need you to install the washing machine for me, would you know that you have been beaten now?"

"I'm afraid of itch." Duan Feifan rubbed his fingertips.

"Who's fucking fingertips are tickling?" Jiang Kuo wiped his face with some annoyance, "Who's fucking fingertips!"

"Really, why am I lying to you?" Duan Feifan sighed, opened the matchbox, and prepared to get one.

Jiang Kuo grabbed the matchbox, opened the drawer and threw it in, then closed the drawer with a bang: "Give up, you don't have this wisdom."

"Do you smoke?" Duan Feifan asked.

"Don't smoke." Jiang Kuo replied.

"Then it's useless to play here," Duan Feifan said, "You don't have the chance to have fun while lighting a cigarette."

"No, you'll do it once," said Jiang Kuo, "the more useless things are, the faster you get started."

Duan Feifan was stunned for two seconds and got up.

Jiang Kuo leaned against the back of the chair and was also happy.

Lu Haobo finally led the dormitory inspection team to pass by the door 107 and left the dormitory building.

Jiang Kuo stretched his waist and stood up: "I'm going to sleep."

"Yes." Duan Feifan responded.

"Good night." Jiang Kuo said as he opened the door.

"Good night." Duan Feifan said.

Today, 119 was not troubled by Lu Haobo, and his work attitude has improved.

"Did you come back from 107?" Li Zirui asked.

"Yes." Jiang Kuo nodded. When he was heading to his desk, he found that the sunglasses box on the table had been moved, and was neatly arranged alongside the desk lamp.

On the bed, the pillow that I threw randomly was returned to my position.

In order to deal with the bedding inspection, the people in the dormitory had to clean up their territory and have to deal with the aftermath for him.

"Thank you." Jiang Kuo was quite moved, "I'm used to throwing things around."

"It's okay," said Tang Li, "at least you have folded the quilt, but you haven't put your pillow in place."

Jiang Kuo sat on the chair: "Let's barbecue next Thursday."

"Hmm?" Several people touched him, but they didn't react.

"My birthday," said Jiang Kuo, "Let's have fun together, so relax after the military training. There is a place on the other side of the mountain that can be barbecued."

"Ah," Li Zirui was the first to respond, "No. 21, right? Yes, okay."

Tang Li and Ma Xiao also responded. After all, military training has been expensive these days, and I don’t delay the sleeping check when I hear that I can eat barbecue. I am very willing to do so.

"I can prepare a gift for you these few days in advance." Tang Li said.

"Don't give gifts," Jiang Kuo said immediately, "just have a meal."

"That's not good, it's your birthday." Li Zirui said.

"I don't need anything. I have received any gifts since I was a child and I can't feel any pleasure. You still spend money," said Jiang Kuo. "Just have a barbecue and have fun."

There was a brief moment of silence in the dormitory, and it was soon broken by Li Zirui: "! Have a big meal!"

These people are actually very easy to get along with. Li Zirui is very heartful, Tang Li is honest, Ma Xiao... Ma Xiao does not seem to exist.

The topic quickly changed to where to buy barbecue ingredients. Tang Li suggested going to a nearby market: "It's cheaper than supermarket..."

He stopped halfway through his speech.

"." Jiang Kuo nodded.

After the military training, we entered the final stage and began to walk in various teams.

Jiang Kuo found that he had adapted to military training and no longer had any irritability in the boring and repeated movements.

In addition to changing clothes.

He asked Da Cannon to buy him a washing machine, and it took Da Cannon two days to pick it up.

"Send it to you in the afternoon," said Dapao, "Are you sure you don't need someone to install it on your door?"

"No, just send it to the dormitory, I will do the other ones myself." Jiang Kuo said.

"You yourself?" Da Cannon was suspicious, "Who are you yourself?"

"Don't talk nonsense," said Jiang Kuo, "Does a washing machine still need someone to install?"

"Right." Da Cannon said, "It's done, but the human fruit still has to be thrown out and practiced well."

Mr. Jiang’s line book has been updated again.

When Jiang Kuo's washing machine was brought, Duan Feifan leaned on the recliner and chatted with Duan Ling. The discussion should be like reversing the miserable situation of Benben's no one cared about.

The door of the dormitory was not closed, and two workers were carrying a huge box by the door.

Jiang Kuo followed behind.

Then he stopped outside the door and turned his head at him: "Go and install it."

"Did you buy a refrigerator?" Duan Feifan stood up and walked out of the door to the box in front of him.

"The washing machine." Jiang Kuo said.

"What washing machine is so big?" Duan Feifan was a little surprised.

"It's not big, the packaging is big. I measured the size and asked the cannon to buy it," said Jiang Kuo. "It can be placed under the cement platform next to the sink on the balcony, where there is water."

Duan Feifan quickly looked like this: "Are you sure that the cover of your washing machine can still be opened under the cement table?"

"Yes." Jiang Kuo was determined.

Twenty minutes later, the packaging box of the washing machine was removed, and Duan Feifan knew why Jiang Kuo was so sure.

He bought an embedded drum washing machine full of technology, which will not be less than 8,000 yuan.

In order to be less arrogant, Jiang Kuo decided to install the washing machine himself, so he bought a washing machine with "I'm very expensive" printed on the shell.

He even attracted several dormitories to visit.
To be continued...