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This situation.

Jiang Kuo felt that Duan Feifan had already suppressed his head by just surrounding the air conditioner, plus this expression and tone...

He couldn't even find a suitable reaction.

In this embarrassing situation where he has failed, he can't answer truthfully that I am feeling your air conditioning air conditioning.

But it was not completely impossible to deal with it. Jiang Kuo ignored Duan Feifan's question, bent down again in a flash, and pulled open his shoelaces with lightning speed.

Tie it slowly.

Then he stood up straight, and didn't look at Duan Feifan, and went straight forward, throwing a sentence: "I'm scared."

Duan Feifan behind him did not speak out, and it seemed that the door was not closed.

But Jiang Kuo's pace was steady, and he turned a corner with a firm eye without squinting, left the corridor of shame, and walked towards the gate of the dormitory building.

"Student," someone called him in a loud voice, "Why do you go?"

In addition to Jiang Yushan, this was the second bell that Jiang Kuo had heard. It was quiet around at night, so he was so scared that he jumped in place before stopping.

"Huh?" He turned his head in the voice and saw an uncle looking at him in a window next to him.

"Don't go out," the uncle's voice was still loud, "The door has been locked!"

Jiang Kuo didn't say anything, insisted on walking to the front of the dormitory gate, carefully saw the big lock on the door, then turned around and walked to the window: "Uncle, school hasn't started yet. We just arrived, and there are still some things we haven't finished, and we need to go out."

"It's 12 o'clock, I can do anything in the middle of the night! I have to go out tomorrow and go during the day! It's for the safety of you little kids! I just asked three of you to go out to get back," said the uncle, "You all came from other places, and you are not familiar with the place! Why are you going out in the middle of the night?

"Uncle," Jiang Kuo did not give up and looked at the uncle sincerely, "I didn't bring all the bedding, so I can't sleep. My dad is now sending it to me from the hotel..."

"Your dad?" The uncle's head poked out from the window and looked at him, "Boy, are you pretty good at making up?"

"I really didn't make it up," Jiang Kuo felt that the uncle might know something, but he was still calm, "I..."

"Your name is Jiang Kuo, right?" the uncle interrupted him.

"Well, do you still know my name?" Jiang Kuo nodded.

"I didn't say that you can make up, but I didn't say anything casually," said the uncle. "You brought your team of waiters in the afternoon. Does anyone have any of them not seen? I see that the things you brought in are enough for you to use together in the dormitory."

Jiang Kuo didn't say anything.

Unexpectedly, it was broken here!

"Your dad didn't come," the uncle waved his hand, "You are quite famous, don't make up! Don't talk about these freshmen, even the teacher knows that there is a boy who comes in a sports car in the freshman year... and your dad, is the round head of the same age as you look at your dad?"

Jiang Kuo was shocked by the uncle's flood bell and was a little overwhelmed.

Unexpectedly, the cannon could be folded again!

He took a breath for a long time and hugged the uncle and clasped his fists: "Stop talking, I'll go back to the dormitory, I'll go back now."

"Go back!" The uncle waved his hand, sat back on the chair, hugged his arms, and stared at him, "Don't think of being slutty with me."

It seems that I have no chance to leave the dormitory tonight.

Jiang Kuo walked back slowly with a little dejected look. He wasn't trying to roam somewhere, he was just hot and couldn't bear it. What's even more terrifying is that he couldn't sleep now, and maybe he couldn't sleep all night.

After walking a few steps back to the corridor on the first floor, the cold air came to my face.

This time it was not an ankle, but a whole body pounced on it from top to bottom.

Cool.

I'll be upset the next second.

The door of 107 was still open, and Duan Feifan was still standing at the door, holding his elbows and looking at him happily.

"Are you back?" Duan Feifan asked with a smile.

"You're looking for trouble, right?" Jiang Kuo stopped and looked at him.

"Good night." Duan Feifan stepped back, raised his hand, and the door closed in front of him with a bang.

"Go to your uncle." Jiang Kuo kicked the door hard.

It's quite strong, just shook it.

The door of the dormitory behind him opened, and someone leaned out: "What are you doing? Do you want to sleep anymore!"

Jiang Kuo turned his head.

"Oh, Master, why are you acting like awesome in the middle of the night?" the man said, "This is the school dormitory, and you want to go back to your house and be arrogant."

Jiang Kuo glanced at him and said nothing. This kind of scene didn't feel anything to him. Only Duan Feifan's provocation would make people irritated.

"What?" The man probably misunderstood his attitude, immediately accepted the challenge, and walked out as he spoke.

The quality of this school is indeed not good, and all the students have this kind of morality.

Including yourself.

Jiang Kuo approached him and whispered, "This classmate, that's the case."

The man looked at him vigilantly.

"Often, you are like this," Jiang Kuo continued to whisper, "It's not enough to talk to me, good night."

Before the man could speak, he turned around and walked in.

"Fuck!" the man roared.

Duan Feifan put on his clothes and opened the door to the dormitory.

He was just going out to buy some midnight snacks. It is best not to let people see this when the freshmen first arrived at school. When they wanted to see if there were anyone in the corridor, they let Jiang Kuo, who was "touching" the air conditioner at the door, make a fuss.

At this moment, the person standing in the corridor in the dormitory looked very angry, and he might rush over and kick Jiang Kuo in the next second.

When he opened the door, the man's emotions were interrupted and he took the time to look at him.

"Don't sleep?" Duan Feifan walked out of the dormitory and turned his hand and brought it to the door.

The freshmen knew that Dong Kun and Ding Zhe had been mingling with him all day long, and probably didn't want to cause trouble. The man just said "I'm going to bed" and then went back to the dormitory and closed the door.

Duan Feifan looked at Jiang Kuo slowly walking into the door of 119 before turning around and walking towards the dormitory gate.

"Uncle Zhao." He walked to the window of the duty room and knocked on the glass.

"Will you go home now?" Uncle Zhao opened the window.

"Buy spicy hot pot," Duan Feifan said, "bring you one, what do you want to eat?"

"I won't eat," Uncle Zhao leaned out and looked at the corridor, "You kid, I won't take the lead as soon as I returned to school."

"No one saw me whoever I took," Duan Feifan smiled, "When will you rest? My uncle is waiting for you to drink."

"Go away," Uncle Zhao threw a key to him, and when he walked towards the door, he made up his mind behind him, "Next Wednesday."

"Okay." Duan Feifan opened the lock hanging on the door, walked out of the dormitory gate, and reached into the iron door to lock the lock.

On the first night of the new environment, Congjiang Kuo completely suffered from insomnia and had nowhere to go.

He sat in front of the dormitory table for a while, and the three roommates snored one after another, and they all sounded very sounded sleeping, not affected by the stuffy heat at all.

Jiang Kuo sent a message to Dapao, but received no reply. This guy probably had already slept to death.

He got up and walked out of the dormitory gently again.

The temperature in the corridor was obviously several degrees lower than that in the house. He stood for two minutes, moved out the chairs in the dormitory, and placed them in the corridor. The only part of the railing outside was right at the door of them and the next door 118.

He put his legs on the railing, slid his body a little, leaned back, and sighed softly.

He missed home for the first time in his 18 years of life.

I miss his bed, his sofa, I miss...

There was a door sound from the other side of the corridor, which was very clear in the quiet night.

When he turned his head, he saw Duan Feifan walking into 107 with a plastic bag.

There was still heat coming out from the pocket.

A lightning strikes 107.

Jiang Kuo closed his eyes, and he was no longer angry.

This man obviously left the dormitory building after he was driven back, successfully passed through the blockade of the dormitory manager, went outside to buy midnight snacks, or maybe ordered a takeaway... and then took it into the air-conditioned room and ate happily.

A lightning strikes 107.

"Jiang Kuo?" Someone pushed him, "Why are you here?"

As soon as Jiang Kuo opened his eyes, tears immediately surged out by the strong light.

"Hmm?" He quickly closed his eyes and rubbed them.

"Why didn't you enter the house?" This was the sound of a righteous face.

Jiang Kuo finally woke up slowly and fell asleep on the chair in the corridor, and slept until dawn.

"Hot, I'll..." When he remembered it, he realized that he was still in his position yesterday, with his legs on the railing, his waist hanging on the air, and his neck stuck in the back of the chair. At this time, the pain came from his whole body as if he had been cut for more than 80 times, "Ah..."
To be continued...