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MTL - If You Don’t Go To Hell, Who Will?-Chapter 22 +23
I walked to the stern and carefully sat next to the bell.
Zhong Yuan was sitting cross-legged at this time, staring at the water in a daze. The clothes on us have been dried by the sun, but the cool breeze is blowing, and I still have a bad sneeze.
Zhong Yuan moved a bit and didn't speak.
I rubbed my nose and smiled slyly, rubbing his arm and saying, "That... sorry..."
Zhong Yuan still squinted, didn't talk, didn't look at me. I know that I really colded his heart this time, so he said guiltyly: "I'm sorry, I know that you are good for me, I am too ignorant, I... I won't be like this in the future, don't be angry." Ok?"
Zhong Yuan gently buckled the edge of the ship with his fingertips and still did not speak.
I bite my teeth and said, "If you don't, you deduct my salary!"
Zhong Yuan suddenly turned his face and turned his back to me. I saw his shoulder twitching gently... He is now suppressing the anger in his heart. His back is too decisive, and I am scared. This time I really offended him. It is estimated that the deduction of wages is not enough to calm his anger. Heaven, what should I do...
The boat slowly moved forward, and I looked at the lotus pen that stood beside me and slammed it. Who knows that the root of the lotus is very strong, I didn't kneel down, but it was brought forward with it, and the boat was drawing backwards, watching me fall into the water again.
Zhong Yuan stretched out his arm in a timely manner and pulled me back with the lotus.
I sat down again and smiled at him charmingly. "Thank you, oh..."
Zhong Yuan was so cool that he didn't say anything, leaving a clear and arrogant side face to me. Don't even say that his face is flat and looks pretty handsome>__<
So I also refused to take care of the other, and quickly picked up the emotions to serve the uncle. As I peeled off the lotus seeds, I smiled femininely: "Zhong Yuan, are you not angry?"
Zhong Yuan’s face is expressionless. "You say it."
I put a lotus seed into his mouth. "I think, you are so generous, huh, huh, huh..."
Zhong Yuan was not humble at all, accepted my praise, and then he said: "Thinking that I am more generous, you do something, I am not angry."
I am alert: "What, what?"
Zhong Yuan did not speak, but raised his mouth and a smile from the face that turned upside down.
five minutes later.
I had a huge long lotus leaf on my head, a long lotus stem in my mouth, and my hands hanging down on my chest as a puppy, facing the camera lens with a blank expression.
Zhong Yuan held the phone and smiled at me. "Wood, laugh one."
So I pouted, and at the same time, I did not forget to bite the bunch of lotus, and then smiled miserably.
With a bang, Zhongyuan’s mobile phone recorded my historic moment. I have been so big and have done countless shameful things. Every time I remember my shameful moments in my brain. Only this time, I was remembered in my mobile phone. Therefore, this time is a leap in my shameful history, a breakthrough, a qualitative change.
I looked at the photo of Zhongyuan’s mobile phone that made people almost crying, and it was completely messy.
Later, after I got married with this, he took my puppies and lotus seeds in a photo frame inhumanely, and then placed the photo frame on the bedside, and I would admire it every day before going to sleep.
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After getting along with each other for a few days, I finally believed what Lu Zijian once said, and his roommates are indeed cows. Lu Zijian and Zhong Yuan did not say it. I said that the two brothers, passers-by, and the two brothers, really made me look at each other.
Both the passers-by and the passers-by B are brothers of the School of Computer Science, but the two of them have gone to two extremes. Passerby A is a genius hacker. I don’t know to what extent. In general, Zhong Yuan’s expression when he was a hacker was very appreciated, so I believed. Although Zhong Ren is a bad person, his words are also worthy of authority. Because this person’s vision has always been high-end and can be praised by him, it must be a very good thing. In other words, Zhong Yuan is actually a hacker himself. It is said that the hacker has invaded anything. It is said that passerby A has tried to steal his number. The result seems to be unsuccessful. It is said that he used to be forced to learn. A lot of things, including the computer. From this point of view, Zhong Yuan is also considered to be erudite, of course, the same is learned and learned naturally, and our passerby B brother.
If passerby A is a genius, then passerby B is a wizard. In addition to being uninterested in computer-related industries, this person has been involved in many other fields, from astronomical geography to the Renaissance, from entertainment gossip to international aspect, and every place has suffered the baptism of his clutches. He is not only erudite, he is also literary, and the result of his literary art is that he has created a booklet in which he flashed his eyes with his spirit of research and spirit of dedication.
The name of this booklet is called "Complete X Manual."
In this "Complete X Manual", Passerby B divides the X into four levels, namely primary, intermediate, advanced and ashes. The summary of the primary installation X is "Installing X as a silly X". The summary of the intermediate installation X is "Installing X for X". The summary of the advanced installation X is "Look at the X without looking at it." In the case of X", and the summary of the ashes X is "other people do this X, he does not install X"...
Next, he demonstrated the four X-levels in terms of behavior, psychology, influence, and viewing. The final conclusion was that it was not shameful to install X. It was shameful that it was not installed.
I am completely messy.
So I began to worship the two brothers, passers-by, and the two brothers. They are all talents.
The clock was eating watermelon slowly, and he casually asked, "Wood, don't you worship me?"
I turned my face in disdain. "Why should I worship you?"
Zhong Yuan smiled: "You will know why in the future."
Later, I learned from unrelated people that Zhongyuan’s principle of survival in their mixed dormitory. This principle has only four sentences:
1. Don't compare basketball with Luzi.
2. Don't compare with passersby A computer.
3. Do not install X with passersby B.
4. Don't compare with Zhongyuan... Don't compare anything with him!
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In the evening, the gold medal chef said that our soy sauce was used up, so I sent Zhongyuan to make soy sauce. As the object of this long-term crushing, he took it for granted.
From our residence to the nearest small shop, it takes about fifteen minutes to pass through a small forest. Although there is moonlight today, but the woods are still in the wind, my goose bumps are up, and tightly behind the clock. Zhong Yuan walked for a while, stopped and turned to look at me, "Afraid?"
I almost ran into his chest, so I stumbled and replied: "No...no..."
Zhong Yuan couldn't help but pull up my hand. "Go."
Zhong Yuan’s hand was very tight, and I couldn’t get it back, so I had to let him squat and follow him. The strange thing is that I am not so scared.
It seems that Zhong Yuan has the role of exorcism in this person>_<
In response to the concept of cost savings and recycling by the gold chef, the soy sauce we made was bulk soy sauce. In the small shop, a fat girl was on duty. When she saw Zhong Yuan, she smiled shyly, then stood in front of the huge soy sauce bucket and sipped her soy sauce. The girl was soaked in soy sauce, her eyes screamed from time to time, and Zhong Yuan reminded her with a blank expression: "You spilled the soy sauce."
The girl's face was red when she was smashed. She quickly covered the lid and handed the soy sauce to us. She also refused to have soy sauce in her hand and smiled at Zhongyuan from the ground.
I took over the heavy soy sauce and I opened my heart. Zhongyuan’s kid is really a human scourge. To make a soy sauce can make him a cheaper girl. Now we have spent a pound of soy sauce for two pounds. God, the feeling of being cheap is too cool...
When I went back, the girl who was soy sauce reluctantly sent us to the door and stood for a long time before returning. I am holding a soy sauce bottle in one hand, and I can't help with my hand. "Zhong Yuan, people are watching you."
Zhong Yuan was expressionless and did not speak.
I was even more arrogant, poked his arm and smiled. "If you don't you, you will take her off. See how good the girls are and give us two pounds of soy sauce!"
Zhong Yuan took my hand and was not happy: "Is you selling two pounds of soy sauce?"
I replied with a smile: "No, I am not doing this for you..."
Zhong Yuan suddenly grabbed my wrist and groaned, and it hurt me. I had no choice but to ask for mercy.
Zhong Yuan grabbed my arm and pulled it back. I pulled me closer. He looked down at me and said, "My wife will naturally be jealous."
I think that the content of his speech is completely different from his expression. It is just a nonsense statement. When he said it to Mao, he looked at me so strangely, and I felt like a hair in my heart. I always felt that he seemed to Also calculating what I am.
I coughed and bowed my head, trying to pull my hand back.
Zhong Yuan’s palm slipped down my wrist and held my hand directly, squatting.
I didn't resist this time because I found out that we went back to the gloomy grove.
The moonlight stared through the dots, accompanied by the mottled shadows of the branches, which looked awkward. I shrank my shoulders and just wanted to say something, but suddenly I heard it. There was a strange sound in the depths of the woods not far away.
It seems that there are two people, a man and a woman, who seem to have been hurt and hurt, and squatting.
I was curious, I stretched my neck and tried to find out, and then Zhong Yuan took my hand. The pace under my feet accelerated a lot. I threw a small short leg and was almost dragged by him.
The intermittent buzzing gradually drifted away from us, and we quickly walked out of the woods. At the moment I walked out of the woods, I suddenly realized that the voice just now... cough, no one will fight in the woods? Oh, if you buy cakes, the folk customs here are really unrestrained...
To be honest, I was listening to the sound of this live version for the first time, so I was a little bit responsive. At this time, when I realized that the truth in the depths of the woods was, I couldn’t help but feel hot on my cheeks... In fact, I am also very pure...
When Zhong Yuan took me, he said with a condescending: "Why, now I know shy?"
Sure enough, my guess is correct. At this point, I don’t know what to say, I’m full of thoughts, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, yeah, yeah, yeah... I found that the physiology class in middle school was so abstract, even later Xiao Er has been cooking for a long time, and it is not educational at this time to listen to the sound of the live version. Sure enough, Ma’s uncle is right, practice is true.
I was thinking about it, and I was dragged back to our residence by Zhongyuan.
A group of people are enjoying the coolness in the yard. When we see us coming back, everyone’s expressions are a little embarrassing. I was wondering, but I heard Xiao Er said: "Oh, the little hands are pulled up? How is your face so red in the three woods?"
I realized that my hand was still stunned by Zhong Yuan, so I rushed back.
At this time, the boss smiled and echoed: "Hey, what is the little hand, everyone is throwing their arms."
The passer-by grabbed a chopstick on the table and said to the chopsticks: "What is the feeling of being interviewed by Zhong Yuan, who was sent to the hospital?" He said, handing the chopsticks to Zhong Yuan.
I thought that Zhong Yuan would open his chopsticks with a blank expression, but he didn't expect him to smack his mouth against the chopsticks. He said with a good heart: "It's very soft and comfortable."
I was angry, my brain was hot, and I blurted out without going through the brain: "It's very soft and comfortable? Are you a sanitary napkin?!"
everyone:"……"
A group of crows flew over, and they were lined up in a moment, and then they were lined up in a slogan...