Not to mention the daily fun that Hu Yifei and others had outside, Hu Qiang just brought Zhuge Dali into Zhang Wei's cabin. Just as he was about to talk to Zhuge Dali, Zhuge Dali suddenly raised his right index finger to his mouth, and then softly "shhh"

There was a sound.

When Hu Qiang was stunned, Zhuge Dali calmly closed the door, then waved his finger at Hu Qiang again and made a hissing gesture again.

Next, Zhuge Dali leaned his ears against the door, closed his eyes and listened carefully.

After closing his eyes and listening carefully for a while, Zhuge Dali opened his eyes again and smiled slightly at Hu Qiang: "You can talk now."

Hu Qiang blinked, stretched his neck and spread his hands, making a puzzled expression: "Why?"

Zhuge Dali quickly whispered: "Keep your voice down, the sound insulation here is not very good."

After saying this, Zhuge Dali continued to explain in a low voice: "I just did that because I was afraid that Teacher Hu and the others would eavesdrop."

"Oh, that's right, I understand." Hu Qiang nodded.

Indeed, according to the plot of the TV series he has watched before, everyone in the love apartment is a gossip king, and everyone is comparable to Secretary Kim.

I and Zhuge Dali, who looked almost exactly like Ouyang Murphy, were living alone in the same room together. It would be abnormal for those people not to eavesdrop.

Thinking of this, Hu Qiang also lowered his voice: "You can talk now, that means they didn't eavesdrop?"

Zhuge Dali nodded.

"This is unreasonable." Hu Qiang said, "How could they not eavesdrop?"

Zhuge Dali smiled and said: "Because before I came here with you, I specifically told Teacher Hu that our conversation here involves privacy and we don't want to be eavesdropped.

Now that I have spoken out, with Teacher Hu's nature, she will definitely set an example and supervise others to prevent them from eavesdropping.

Teacher Hu is the leader here, everyone must listen to her, and as long as she does not agree to eavesdrop, no one will come to eavesdrop."

Hu Qiang suddenly said: "Ah, I understand, what you said to Hu Yifei before was intentional, right? You said those words on purpose to control Hu Yifei, and as long as you control Hu Yifei, everyone else will also

They were all caught!"

Speaking of this, Hu Qiang raised his right thumb to Zhuge Dali: "High, high, really high!"

Zhuge Dali smiled and said: "It's nothing, it's just because I am familiar with them. If you are familiar with them, you will know what to do.

Okay, let’s not talk about this anymore, where is the diary?”

Hu Qiang said: "Ah, come with me, here!"

After saying that, Hu Qiang walked to the only table in the room and opened the first drawer.

Looking down, he found that the diary and the photo frame were inside. Hu Qiang then turned to Zhuge Dali, who was following him and said, "It's inside. I won't touch it. You can take it yourself."

After saying that, Hu Qiang stepped aside and motioned to Zhuge Dali to get it himself.

This is actually a kind of courtesy.

After all, it is not polite to secretly read someone else's diary when no one is around. Now, in front of others, he still shows the diary to others like the owner. This is not appropriate, unless he is really Zhang Wei.

Zhuge Dali didn't think much, walked over and looked down at the drawer.

After seeing the photo frame and diary in the drawer, Zhuge Dali subconsciously clenched his fists and pursed his lips. He paused for a moment, then breathed out gently and took out the photo frame and diary from inside.

Hu Qiang was right next to her, so he saw Zhuge Dali's expressions.

Although Hu Qiang has never learned any micro-expressions, based on his life experience, Zhuge Dali must have been nervous at that moment.

In other words, she had always been nervous, but she had concealed it very well. Only at that moment did she unconsciously let go of her cover, revealing her anxiety and nervousness.

Sure enough, no matter how academic you are, you are still a little girl after all.

In terms of courage, she is probably not as good as Ouyang Murphy.

Damn it, there is nothing to compare them with, really.

Looking again, Ouyang Murphy, no, Zhuge Dali had already sat down on the chair in front of the table. He gently touched the photo frame, looked at the photo, and then picked up the one with a small lock, but it was not locked.

's diary.

After touching the surface of the diary again, Zhuge twirled his fingers vigorously, frowned slightly, then silently opened the diary and looked at it quietly.

When he discovered that Zhuge Dali had begun to read his diary, Hu Qiang knew that the other person was going to read it for a long time, so he looked around boredly, looking for something to relieve his boredom.

After looking around, there seemed to be nothing that could be used to relieve my boredom.

No mobile phones, no comics, no newspapers, nothing really clean.

Finally, Hu Qiang simply came to the bedside, lay down directly on the bed, and began to close his eyes and fall asleep.

At first, Hu Qiang just closed his eyes and rested because he was bored, but after lying down and lying down, he really fell asleep.

I understand everything about returning to bed after a hangover.

I don't know how long it took, but in a daze, Hu Qiang felt the world shaking, and Ouyang Murphy's call came from all directions.

"Wake up, wake up quickly! Hu Qiang, stop sleeping!"

After a thrill, Hu Qiang opened his eyes and saw Ouyang Murphy.

"Murphy?" Hu Qiang said subconsciously, "Why are you here?"

Ouyang Murphy was stunned for a moment, then smiled slightly and said: "I am Dali, not Murphy."

Hu Qiang blinked, his consciousness quickly occupied the high ground, and he finally woke up.

After shaking his head, Hu Qiang sat up from the bed, covering his head and smiling bitterly at Zhuge Dali: "Sorry, I just recognized the wrong person. You guys, you look so much alike."

Zhuge Dali blinked and said with a smile: "That girl named Ouyang Murphy really looks like me?"

"Of course." Hu Qiang nodded.

"Almost exactly the same?" Zhuge Dali asked.

"Of course." Hu Qiang nodded again.

"Do you like her very much?" Zhuge Dali asked quickly.

"Of course." Hu Qiang nodded again.

But after saying this, Hu Qiang realized something and shook his head quickly: "No, no, no, I didn't, I'm not, don't talk nonsense!"

Zhuge Dali chuckled: "Don't be nervous, you forgot, I am not that Murphy, I am Dali!"

Hu Qiang looked at Zhuge Dali with a sullen face and said with a hint of dissatisfaction: "Are you...interesting in playing with me like this? Did you play with Zhang Wei like this before?"

Zhuge Dali quickly lowered his head and apologized: "I'm sorry, I was wrong, I shouldn't have done that just now, I just, just, um..."

After thinking about it, Zhuge Dali raised his head and smiled playfully: "Maybe it was because I was led astray by Zhang Wei and Teacher Hu when I lived together before."

When Hu Qiang thought about the atmosphere of the love apartment, he nodded with understanding and said: "Yes, they...forget it, I forgive you, don't do this again in the future, after all, I am really not your Zhang Wei, I am your forever

Don’t even think about Hu Qiang!”

Zhuge Dali was stunned for a moment, and then burst out laughing. He quickly covered his mouth, and nodded to Hu Qiang while laughing: "Yes, yes, you are right, you are the man I can never want to have."

Hu Qiang then laughed and said: "Okay, we've made it even, let's stop making trouble.

By the way, Dali, why did you wake me up suddenly?

You just can't stand me sleeping next to you, right?

Or are you uncomfortable with me snoring in my sleep?"

Zhuge Dali asked strangely: "Do you snore while sleeping? No, you were so quiet just now. I almost thought you weren't here anymore."

Hu Qiang blinked: "Really? But that's not important. Just tell me why you called me in such a hurry."

Zhuge Dali then became serious: "Hu Qiang, let me ask you, when did you discover this diary?"
Chapter completed!