Apartment 48, 612 bedrooms, and countless night talks.
Location: Zhang Yingxuan’s bedroom.
Time: After lights out.
Tools: A night light, some snacks and drinks.
Everyone ate and drank, lying side by side on the bed. The night light on the desk cast a beam of warm orange light onto the ceiling, giving the dark room some dim soft light.
Zhang Yingxuan, who was feeling depressed, told Zhou Ping's current situation, and everyone was speechless.
The Zou family smacked their lips together, "What should we do?"
Wei Changjun hit the nail on the head, "He is dissatisfied. He is probably doubting life now."
Lu Zhengkang: "..."
Zhang Yingxuan sighed, "This kid was so energetic before, but now he's half dead. It makes your liver hurt just to look at him."
Zou Jiaqi snorted, "Isn't that right? He is the one who likes to quarrel with the teacher most during class."
Wei Changjun: "He is considered useless."
Everyone nodded and had nothing to say.
Lu Zhengkang took out his mobile phone and checked the alarm clock. Su Xiangli set a new alarm clock for him one minute ago, and the time was set in two minutes.
He smiled, got off the bed, walked to the corner of the bedroom by the window and paced back and forth. His friends were still immersed in the desolation of a rabbit dead and a fox sad. He gently clicked on the alarm clock and checked the recording.
He put the speaker close to his ear and turned down the volume, as if Su Xiangli was whispering in his ear: "You'll be back in two days, did you miss me?"
Lu Zhengkang was silly and happy for a while, then he also sent an alarm clock to record, "Of course, the exam is the day after tomorrow, so be sure to work hard and don't be nervous."
He was talking softly and sweetly here, and the three delinquent roommates were imitating his words in a weird manner behind his back. "You must, come on, oh~"
"Hey hey hey..." x3
Lu Zhengkang turned his head and glared at them, gestured to shut up, and turned back to continue recording.
"Alas!" I don't know who sighed heavily first, and everyone sighed accordingly.
Zhang Yingxuan asked in extreme confusion: "Do you think games are really so important?"
Lu Zhengkang, despite his busy schedule, came over and responded: "Of course it's important!"
Everyone stared at Xiaolu with contempt, "You don't usually play games. You have no right to speak. Stand down!"
Lu Zhengkang wanted to argue at the first glance, but after thinking about it, it seemed that he had never played any good games in his life. Alas, the youth mode is really the source of all evil, killing a senior player's gaming dream.
Suddenly, Zhang Yingxuan sat up suddenly and pulled away the air-conditioning quilt. Chatterbox and Gastrointestinal Fungi hurriedly took the quilt into their arms to cover their sexy shirtless bodies, yelling and asking him what he was talking about.
nerve.
"No! I can't watch my good brother just waiting to die, I have to save him." Zhang Yingxuan said firmly.
Zou Jiaqi poured cold water on him, "Come on, he doesn't want to learn. If you care about him so much, don't let him lead you astray and your grades will go down accordingly."
Wei Changjun also echoed: "Yes, Zhou Ping, to put it mildly, has low self-esteem and is stubborn. He usually likes to fight for face. If you directly ask him to help, people will think you look down on him."
Zhang Yingxuan and Zhou Ping have known each other for so long, how could they not understand his personality? The roommates are right, they are all young people, and no one wants to admit that they are shorter than others. How can they directly tell Zhou Ping, you are too good, I
Let me teach you. You have to be a little more tactful to inspire his anger again.
Or, simply and crudely?
"Good brothers, it's time to use our intelligence and talents!" Zhang Yingxuan shouted to the sky.
Plan to save Zhou Ping, a scumbag, and start taking action!
…
The blackboard in the study room shows a large line of red letters: "There are still 51 days until the high school entrance examination."
The f4 combination in the 612 male dormitory in Apartment 48 surrounded Zhou Ping, a miserable student. He is now the intersection of the cross, the dead son of Go. Now he is not only a man on the left and right, but also attacked from both sides.
Zhou Ping was restless and didn't dare to walk around in the study room, so he lowered his voice and leaned into Zhang Yingxuan's ear and asked, "What are you doing?"
Zhang Yingxuan snorted, "Learn, learn from us, we will watch you, if you don't learn, we will show you what campus bullying is."
The four kings of the top class in the junior high school of Ninghu Middle School all sneered, and the cuties in the self-study room who were striving to improve themselves all shrank their necks.
"It's so cold." A poor student who was struggling to pass the test did not dare to say anything and could only shiver.
"What a strong murderous spirit!" This student is a partial subject. He can be regarded as outstanding with one or two proud subjects, but he still has to be humble in front of the real academic masters.
"The four over there are masters." The top students were attracted to each other, and a strange light shone in this guy's eyes.
Zhou Ping, the client: I regret it now, I regret it very much... No, what mistake did I make? Isn't it just that I didn't learn? If someone has to be a waste, why can't that person be me?
"Hey, hey, no, brother Meng, don't be so serious. The high school entrance examination is coming soon, and there are weekly tests tomorrow. You just learn and leave me alone."
Ninghu f4 didn't say anything. They just stretched out their hands silently, placed them in front of Zhou Ping's eyes, and slowly squeezed them tightly. The four tough men's hard iron fists reflected their scorching arrogance under the cold light of the study room, which frightened Zhou Ping's face into a twisted expression.
"Little brother, start learning now, start now!"
Zhou Ping trembled as he poured his homework out of his schoolbag, and with a roar, a mountain of tears came out of the test papers for various subjects. Zhou, who was brutally coerced, held back his tears and began to write furiously.
Seeing that he was working hard, Ninghu F4 silently closed his fists and took out a handful of papers from his bag to relieve his fatigue.
In the middle of the journey, Zhou Ping wanted to go to the toilet. As soon as he stood up, the four heavenly kings stood up and brushed their hands. They looked like bodyguards hired by a wealthy family, but in fact they were more like four policemen escorting prisoners.
In the toilet, Zhou Ping stood in front of the urinal, with four playful eyes staring at him from behind, making his whole body numb.
"Good brothers, can you stop staring at me when I'm peeing?"
Lu Zhengkang and others looked away as if nothing had happened. After waiting for a long time, they did not hear the wonderful sound of rain hitting banana trees. Zhou Ping awkwardly lifted up his pants and said, "Nervous."
"Are you still peeing?" the four heavenly kings said in a cold tone.
"Uh, let's talk about it later."
…
At eight o'clock, the evening self-study ended and no one left. Zhou Ping was on pins and needles. After some mental struggle, he finally gave up the resistance and stayed to study the questions.
It wasn't until 9:50, when the lights were about to be turned off an hour later, that people began to leave the study room one after another.
"Let's go, let's have a late night snack." Lu Zhengkang stood up gracefully, and the other three ruthless question-answering machines also stretched and moved their legs and feet. Zhou Ping, who was trapped in the middle, breathed a sigh of relief.
In the cafeteria, everyone had a bowl of beef powder, and everyone walked to the dormitory carrying their schoolbags.
Along the way, the boys made wild jokes and howled like ghosts. Suddenly, at some point, someone failed to pick up the conversation, and the atmosphere fell silent.
Zhou Ping stopped, and Ninghu F4 turned to look at him.
"What's wrong?" Zhang Yingxuan tilted his head.
Zhou Ping shrugged, "Thank you."
Everyone laughed together, "Thank you!"
Chapter completed!