Just when the drunkard was thinking wildly in the toilet, Wang Yuchao suddenly walked in without any sound.
Wang Yuchao quietly stood behind Xiaobai, almost face to face with the drunkard. He slowly opened his mouth without making any sound, but from the shape of his mouth, the drunkard understood five words: Don't meddle in other people's business.
With Xiao Bai's support, the drunkard staggered toward the dormitory, with Wang Yuchao following quietly behind. The air around him was like a thick liquid that couldn't be dissolved, clinging to his body, making people feel very uncomfortable.
A gust of dark wind blew in the face. Although the wind was not strong, it stung the drunkard. The faces of Xiaobai brothers were red, and they even felt some pain.
The drunkard lowered his voice and said to Xiaobai: "Brother, be careful. There are weird things around us, and this Wang Yuchao is very powerful." Xiaobai rolled his eyes and said, "I feel it too. When we have a chance, we brothers will take him."
It’s done.”
After returning to the dormitory while talking, the drunkard slowly sat on the bed, his eyes always glancing at Wang Yuchao intentionally or unintentionally.
A cloud of white smoke suddenly appeared out of thin air, rolled slowly beside Wang Yuchao, and flew towards the desk after a while.
Xiaobai was secretly shocked: The kid is back, and she must have discovered something wrong with this guy. Wang Yuchao sat quietly, looking out the window. Such a shocking scene had no effect on him, just like plain boiled water.
The two brothers looked at each other, and as Wang Yuchao looked outside, they realized that the sky was as black as the bottom of a pot, which made people feel depressed. "Drunkard!" Wang Yuchao shouted lightly.
The drunkard turned his head and met his eyes, only to see the blue light in the other person's eyes flash and disappear instantly. The expressionless poker face actually laughed silently, and the stiff and weird smile made his facial muscles abnormally distorted.
When he stood up, he felt like he was being buried with a paper man's face. The drunkard's heart was frightened, he was sweating profusely, and his nervous hands were shaking constantly.
Wang Yuchao stood up slowly and walked slightly towards the drunkard, "Ha! Ha! Ha! We are back!" Xiaoye's shout broke the whole atmosphere, and he saw him pushing the door in, holding three train tickets in his hand.
, he forced Wang Yuchao aside and came to the drunkard, and pushed out the train ticket as if to show off: k296, Mudanjiang to Beijing.
"Tomorrow the train will depart at 11:25 noon and arrive at the station at 10:40 pm. I will arrive in the capital tomorrow night. How about it? I am envious! Brother Xiaoye is here in the capital of China! Ha! Ha! Ha!"
Looking at his stinky fart, Monk and Daye couldn't help but frown. If killing was not illegal, they really wanted to stab Xiaoye a few times. His proud expression and his wanton laughter couldn't help but make Brother Ji
He was nauseated.
Wang Yuchao was squeezed to the outside of the crowd, but he still stared at the drunkard intently, his eyes full of hatred, and he opened his mouth slightly but made no sound.
Time flew by as the brothers chatted. Occasionally Wang Yuchao would chime in, but everyone intentionally or unintentionally isolated him.
The monk looked at his cell phone and saw that it was already past 3 p.m. Suddenly, an ominous premonition came over him. He glanced at Wang Yuchao unconsciously and said, "Yuchao, come with me to go shopping for something!"
Wang Yuchao was still the same, expressionless, and just nodded lightly.
Before going out, the monk winked at the brothers. Xiaoye understood, and when they just went out, he put on his coat and said to the others: "Brothers, let's walk. The monk asked us to follow secretly behind."
The drunkard asked in confusion: "Why should we follow?"
Xiao Ye said with a smile: "Firstly, we are all together and have someone to look after us, so it is safer. Secondly, if he dares to harm the monk, we brothers will take action together and kill him directly."
As soon as these words came out, the brothers suddenly understood and admired Xiaoye's quick thinking.
The monk and Wang Yuchao walked slowly outside the school, and the other four people followed secretly behind.
The monk was afraid of arousing Wang Yuchao's suspicion, so he asked if he had anything to say: "You like playing football very much? What position do you play?"
Wang Yuchao just opened his mouth slightly but did not make a sound. After a long time, he said: "You want to trick me?"
"I'm just curious, haha. Forget it if you don't want to say anything. By the way, you and Daye seem to be very familiar with each other. He once said that you are very similar to one of his friends."
"Friend, right? Are you sure I'm not his enemy?"
"Brother Chao is really good at joking. We live in the same dormitory, how can we be enemies?"
Before the other party could reply, the monk continued: "I have a unique way to deal with the enemy, and that is to hide his head so that he cannot find it."
As he spoke, he couldn't help but cast his eyes on Wang Yuchao's face, trying to see something fishy in it, but unfortunately he was disappointed.
The two of them were chatting and walking, and in a blink of an eye they arrived at the school gate.
After the earthquake, the entire snack street no longer existed. As far as the eye could see, only a desolate waste area remained.
"Do you want to mind your own business?" Wang Yuchao looked forward and said, "In this world, there are some things that can be managed, and some things that cannot be managed, and there are things that cannot be managed."
The monk was shocked, "In order to survive, these small traders no longer sell their stalls here. Sometimes they can't help themselves."
Silence, still silence. The fuse has been lit, and a fierce battle may be about to begin.
In the span of almost a cigarette, Wang Yuchao suddenly laughed.
But it gives people the feeling of being smiling but not smiling, like a puppet, looking extremely stiff and abrupt.
The two of them stood still and turned around at the same time to go back the way they came.
The whole conversation ended here.
What surprised the monk was that this guy didn't take the initiative.
Each had their own secrets, and they were speechless all the way. When they returned to the dormitory, the other four were smoking cigarettes. The monk sighed in his heart: These guys are really fast!
Xiaoye smiled and winked at the monk.
When we were bored, the brothers started a cattle gathering, chatting happily. Suddenly, they heard a "pop! pop!" sound outside the window.
Looking up, everyone was so frightened that their hearts went numb.
Mosquitoes the size of human heads were rushing into the house through the glass. At a quick glance, there must have been more than twenty of them at least.
The palm-sized wings "buzz! buzz!" kept ringing, and the slender body was like a huge maggot, which made people feel sick to their stomachs.
"Ka! Ka!"
There were more and more cracks in the window, and within a few breaths, these huge guys finally broke through the window and flew towards the brothers.
The monk protected his head with his left hand, and waved his right hand randomly in the air, and happened to hit something soft and soft, which was furry and pricked his hand. Goosebumps suddenly spread all over the floor, grass, it was so damn disgusting.
Daye lifted the chair and kept waving it. Perhaps because of his excessive strength, he knocked several mosquitoes to the ground. Liquids of three different colors, red, yellow, and green, filled the floor, and a foul smell assaulted his nostrils.
This group of guys has no lethality to the brothers. To destroy them is just a snap of the fingers, but no one is willing to confront them head-on with bare hands.
Unexpectedly, two large mosquitoes attacked the monk one after another.
In a blink of an eye, he raised his leg and struck down. The guy in front hurriedly dodged, and with a "pop!" sound, one wing flew away. At this time, it could no longer fly normally, and it suddenly lost its balance and fell down.
Due to instinctive reaction, the monk stretched his hands slightly forward and took the shot.
Suddenly I felt warm in my hands, and it was fluttering with its single wings, and kept rubbing against it. I habitually retracted my hands and wrapped it in my arms. A few calves kicked around on the monk's belly, and I felt a sudden surge in my heart.
It was cold, and a rush of gastric juice almost came up.
He raised his hands above his head suddenly, and the mosquito behind him collided with the one in his hand. With a "pop!", it fell on his head, and the monk was so frightened that he sat on the ground.
"brush!"
A flying needle flew past in an instant, and there was only a "bang!" sound. The monk's head was covered with liquids of different colors. Damn, how disgusting is this, how disgusting it is.
Half an hour later, the brothers were sitting on the ground, breathing heavily. The monk looked around and saw that the entire dormitory was as tragic as a battlefield in World War II.
He couldn't help but get angry and said: "What the hell is this world? Mosquitoes can grow so big, and they can't let people live. It's just a university study, how can it be more difficult than studying in the West? Monk Tang is only ninety-nine or eighty years old."
One difficulty, this is good, I have only been in Mudanjiang for a few days, and I have almost reached eight hundred and ten difficulties."
Daye couldn't help but smile bitterly: "Monk, calm down the fire! We can leave this place tomorrow."
Alas! The monk thought to himself: It’s not easy to find a job now, so I must continue studying. Besides, Mudanjiang Normal University is also a good school. Maybe it’s just bad luck during this period.
"Okay, little monk. Don't think too much. Take a good rest tonight. Tomorrow will be a new beginning." The old boy's voice was full of care.
"So you're not dead yet!" the monk slapped.
"Go away! Can you say something nice? I wanted to tell you the origin of these mosquitoes. It seems that I have to forget it. It's true that the emperor is not in a hurry and the eunuch is."
"Brother, I'm wrong, tell me!"
The old boy seemed to disappear without any response. In the span of almost a cigarette, the monk felt anxious.
"Old boy, I was wrong, please say something!"
No matter how much he begged and said all his good words, this guy never responded. He cursed in his heart and became dejected.
After a long time, the broken windows had been glued together with newspapers. The crescent moon hung in the night sky, and bursts of snoring came from dormitory 307.
Only Xiaobai is still coding tirelessly in front of the computer. Firstly, in the dead of night, his writing ideas will not be interrupted. Secondly, he can monitor someone's every move.
"Wow! Wow! Wow!"
Wild cats in spring always scream non-stop in the latter half of the night, and the sound is as miserable and terrifying as a baby's cry. The newspaper on the window makes a "pop! pop!" sound when the night wind blows.
In this night full of sleep, there was another person whose eyes were slightly open, obviously not sleepy at all. But he was still lying on the bed motionless, staring at the ceiling in a daze.
His name is Wang Yuchao.
The next day, brothers Monk, Daye, and Xiaoye boarded the train to Beijing. Their moods were like an overturned five-flavor bottle. They didn't know how to express themselves. They were scared, excited, nervous, and curious.