The student dormitory of Qianhua Experimental Middle School is not as dark and humid as other schools.

There is a reason why you get what you pay for. Qianhua Experimental Middle School's tuition is so expensive.

Snow-white dormitory building, khaki floor tiles, tempered glass guardrails, spacious and transparent courtyard.

It is more suitable for an apartment than a student dormitory.

But there are no other apartment buildings here, such as fancy floor tiles and chandeliers, Feng Shui ornaments.

Kim Ping An and Cheng Lejia ignored the overcrowded elevator.

Their dormitory is on the second floor, and you will be at the turn.

I had enough time to wait for the elevator, and I had enough time to go back and forth two or three times.

The door lock of the dormitory is an electronic I lock. When you move in, you need to find the dormitory administrator to activate the student card to bind the dormitory.

Of course, the two of them had been activated for a long time and they swiped their cards to open the door.

"Is this the dormitory of a key school? It's so comfortable!"

As soon as Kim Ping An entered the door, he threw himself onto the big bed: "There are actually air conditioners, water dispensers, washing machines, and independent bathrooms. You can all be used as a hotel directly!"

"My family seemed to have built a dormitory building according to the standard rooms of the hotel."

Cheng Lejia put down the buns and turned on the air conditioner: "But my family only sponsored a water dispenser. The air conditioner and washing machine should have been added by the school later."

"And it's just an old-fashioned second-hand product, there's no need to make a fuss."

Cheng Lejia put down the air conditioner remote control and said.

Nowadays, air conditioners are all remotely controlled by mobile phones, and most of them are old and antiques.

"What do you evil capitalist know? It's great if you can have any of them in the general student dormitory?"

Kim Ping'an made a fugitive voice: "You don't look at the orphanage I used to live in. You have to queue up even if you burn a bottle of hot water for bathing!"

"Yes, yes, so you should be grateful to me more and send you to Experimental Middle School so that you can enjoy such a good accommodation environment."

Cheng Lejia was perfunctory to Kim Ping'an while eating buns.

Kim Ping'an's complaints came to an abrupt end, looking a little embarrassed.

He always thought that the principal specially recruited himself to enroll for his fame.

Who knows that's not the case.

To be precise, not exactly.

The principal did like Kim Ping An's fame and wanted to recruit him, but he was only recruited to enter the specialty class of painting, not the key class.

You want to talk about painting, Kim Ping'an's criminal sketch can still be a little bit involved.

Moreover, his talent in painting is indeed second to none.

Speaking of learning...

He is not different from those poor students who are ignorant of learning, but can be said to be no different.

If he has some talent in learning, he will not have no talent at all.

When the principal saw Kim Ping An’s high school entrance examination results, he said that the last time he recruited students with such scores was the last time.

In short, Kim Ping An can enter the key class.

It’s purely because Cheng Lejia’s relationship is tough enough.

After Kim Ping'an lying on the bed with his arms on his back for a while, he felt a little bored.

A week ago, he was fighting wits and courage with criminals, risking being assassinated at any time and investigating the case.

But now, he is lying in the school dormitory doing nothing and living a leisurely campus life.

This strong contrast made Kim Ping An feel that everything he is experiencing now has an illusory meaning.

It seems that all this is a dream woven by someone.

And she is Alice, who is sleeping in Wonderland.

With the help of everyone, he defeated the black-hearted warrior Wang Youcai and the Red Queen Hu Yingshao.

But all of this is a script arranged by the dream weaver.

When you wake up from your sleep, you have to face the cold and cruel reality.

Kim Ping'an's mind was divergent, his eyes were dull, and he stared blankly at the wall.

Cheng Lejia turned around and noticed Kim Ping'an's strangeness: "What's wrong, she looks like she's worried?"

Cheng Lejia's voice awakened Kim Ping'an's thoughts from the messy fantasy.

"It's nothing, it's just that I've used too much recently, and the things in my mind are a bit complicated."

Kim Ping An shook his head: "It was obvious that he was worried about all kinds of assassinations not long ago, and he suddenly lived such a peaceful life, which was a little uncomfortable."

"You are really hard to serve."

Cheng Lejia gave him a blank look: "I was kidnapped in a robbery, shot in an interrogation room, and almost killed by a bomb in the hospital. The experience not long ago was not exciting enough, right?"

"I have to lack arms and legs to know how to cherish my current life?"

Kim Ping An retorted: "What is difficult to serve? Is this called post-traumatic stress disorder good?"

"This is not called stress disorder. You are simply spreading salt in your crotch, and you feel sore in your spare time."

Cheng Lejia said angrily: "You can't have major incidents in school, it's boring, right?"

"Hey! You won't be so useless to say what I said..."

Kim Ping An originally wanted to scold him loudly, but when he thought that he had caused a lot of trouble to others, his tone became weaker unconsciously.

The Criminal Police Team was criticized for being suspended.

My good friend took out the software that the company is still developing for himself.

Then he asked Wu Ke to abuse his power and connect the software to the monitoring system.

There is also the landlord's house, and the paint has probably not been cleaned yet...

If you think about it carefully, this is more than just causing trouble.

I am simply a broom star.

"No, of course you are not useless."

Cheng Lejia's tone suddenly became deeper, which made Kim Ping'an unconsciously expect it. How would he praise him?

"Being my best friend, this is your greatest strength."

Kim Ping'an kicked his feet and threw his running shoes at Cheng Lejia: "Fuck! My only advantage is to know you, right?!"

The latter picked up the book on the table and beat the shoes back: "Otherwise... Oh, by the way, I still have the ability to trace back."

"You guy...well."

Kim Ping'an rolled on a carp and jumped up from the bed, trying to teach Cheng Lejia a lesson.

Who knew that a stinging pain came from his abdomen, which knocked him back to his original form.

"You'll be hurting again if you're moving."

Cheng Lejia picked up the disposable cup, took the cup of warm water and handed it to Jin Ping'an.

"It's not because of you guy."

Kim Ping An sat on the edge of the bed with an upset face: "Your little fans should really look at your current face."

"What's wrong with my face now?"

Cheng Lejia was a little amused: "They like me because they are based on my identity and this face, and have nothing to do with my attitude and myself.

Even if you treat them the same way as me, you will only get a good person card in the end.”

Kim Ping An couldn't help but be shocked: "Tsk, the little girl is only in her teens now, is it so realistic?"

"Okay, don't look old-fashioned, you're just a young adult."

Cheng Lejia kneaded the paper bags containing the buns into a ball and threw them into the trash can.

Then I picked up the list Yu Xin gave him.

"What is this?" Kim Ping An asked.

"Dormitory list, the head teacher asked me to urge other students to clean the dormitory. Didn't you just talk about it in the class?"

Cheng Lejia looked at the electronic clock in the dormitory and estimated the time: "Wait a few more minutes. At this time, many people probably just came back from the canteen.

Some people will run to the supermarket and wait for everyone to go there, so as to save more trips.”

"I am worthy of being the old squad leader, and I am considerate."

Kim Ping An echoed.

"What are you going to solve the problem in the girls' dormitory?"

Cheng Lejia explained: "Let the girl chat with me privately and report on the hygiene status, and then look for someone to help check if it is true."

"School has just started, and everyone is not familiar with each other, who are you going to look for?" Kim Ping An asked casually.

"Yiwenna."

Cheng Lejia said: "Let me know her and I for now. His father has some business dealings with my family."
To be continued...