Chapter 514

Forty eight apartments, 612 bedrooms, I don't know how many sessions of the conference.

Location: Zhang yingxuan's bedroom.

Time: after lights out.

Tools: one night light, some snacks and drinks.

We eat, drink and lie side by side on the bed. The night light on the desk casts a bunch of orange warm light on the ceiling, paving some dim soft light for the dark room.

In the heart depressed Zhang yingxuan said Zhou Ping's recent situation, everyone was speechless.

Zou Jiaqi smacked his lips, "what should we do then?"

Wei Changjun is hit the nail on the head, "the heart is dispersed, he is now estimated to be suspicious of life."

Lu Zhengkang

Zhang yingxuan sighed, "this boy, he used to be energetic. Now he's half dead. It's painful to look at him."

Zou Jiaqi said, "well, he is the one who likes to quarrel with the teacher most in class."

Wei Changjun: "he is useless."

Everybody nodded. There was nothing to say.

Lu Zhengkang took out his mobile phone to check the alarm clock. A minute ago, Su Xiangli set a new alarm clock for him. The time was set two minutes later.

With a smile on his face, he came down from the bed and walked to the corner of the bedroom near the window to pace back and forth. His friends were still immersed in a sense of desolation. He gently turned on the alarm clock to check the recording.

Put the loudspeaker close to his ear and turn down the volume. It's like Su Xiangli whispering in his ear: "I'll be back in two days. Do you miss me?"

After a while, Lu Zhengkang also sent an alarm clock to record, "of course, the exam is the day after tomorrow. You must come on, don't be nervous."

He spoke softly here, sweet and greasy. Three bad roommates imitated him behind his back. "Sure, come on, oh ~"

"Hey, hey..." × 3

Lu Zhengkang turned his head and glared at them, drew a closed mouth and turned back to continue recording.

"Alas I don't know who sighed heavily first, and everyone sighed.

Zhang yingxuan extremely puzzled to ask: "you say, game this thing really has so important?"

In his busy schedule, Lu Zhengkang came over and said, "of course it's important!"

Everyone looked at Xiaolu with disdain, "you don't play games, you don't have the right to speak, step down!"

Lu Zhengkang wants to argue all the time, but he thinks about it. It seems that he has never played any good games in his life. Alas, the youth mode is the root of all evils. It killed a senior player's dream of playing games.

All of a sudden, Zhang yingxuan sat up and pulled off the air conditioner. He pulled the quilt out of his arms to cover their sexy shirtless bodies. He yelled and asked him what his nerves were.

"No! I can't wait for my good brother to die. I have to be saved. " Zhang yingxuan's tone is firm.

Zou Jiaqi splashed cold water, "you come on, he doesn't want to learn, you care about him so much, don't be led bad by him at that time, the results will follow."

Wei Changjun also echoed: "yes, Zhou Ping is a man who is not pleasant to say. He has low self-esteem and is stubborn. He always likes to fight for face. If you tell him to help directly, people will think you look down on him."

Zhang yingxuan and Zhou Ping have known each other for such a long time. How can they not understand his personality? My roommates are right. They are all young people. No one wants to admit that they are short of others. How can they directly tell Zhou Ping that you are too good. I'll teach you. It needs to be a little more tactful to arouse his spirit again.

Or is it simple and crude?

"Good brothers, it's time to give full play to our intelligence!" Zhang yingxuan roared up to the sky.

Zhou Ping plan to save xuezha, start!

……

There is a big red letter on the blackboard of the study room: "there are 51 days to go before the senior high school entrance examination"

the F4 group of 612 men's dormitory in the 48th apartment encircles Zhou Ping, a miserable student. He is now the intersection of the cross and the death of go. He is not only a man, but also a man.

Zhou Ping fidgeted and didn't dare to walk around in the study room, so he had to lower his voice to Zhang yingxuan's ear and ask, "what's this for?"

Zhang yingxuan snorted, "learn, learn for us, we look at you, don't learn let you see what is called campus bullying."

Ninghu middle school junior high school top class four Tianwang Qiqi sneer, self-study room to strive for strength of the little lovely people have shrunk their necks.

"It's cold." A scum struggling in the pass line dare not wordy words, only shivering.

"What a murderous spirit This is a partial science student, holding one or two proud subjects can also calculate the class excellence, but still have to be convinced in front of the real Xueba.

"Four over there are masters." Xueba will be attracted to each other. This man has a strange light in his eyes.

Zhou Ping: now is regret, very regret No, what's wrong with me? I just don't study? If someone has to be a waste, why can't it be me?"Hey, hey, no, brother Meng, don't be so serious. I'm going to take the senior high school entrance examination soon. I have to take the weekly test tomorrow. Learn to do it. Don't worry about me."

Ninghu F4 didn't speak. They just silently stretched out their hands and put them in front of Zhou Ping's eyes, slowly pinching them tightly. The four fierce men's hard iron fists reflected the burning flame in the cold light of the study room, which made Zhou Ping's face distorted.

"I'm going to learn, I'm going to learn!"

Zhou pingduo shivered from his schoolbag to work outside. With a shout, the examination papers of various subjects burst into tears. Under duress, Zhou forced himself to endure tears and began to write hard.

Seeing that he worked hard, Ninghu F4 quietly closed his fist and took out a paper from his bag to relieve his fatigue.

On the way, Zhou Ping had to go to the toilet. As soon as he got up, the Four Heavenly Kings also stood up and brushed. It was like the bodyguard hired by the big family, but it was more similar to the four policemen escorting the prisoners.

In the toilet, Zhou Ping stood in front of the urinal, with four joking eyes staring at him numbly.

"Good brother, can you stop staring at me when I pee?"

Lu Zhengkang and others looked away as if nothing had happened. After waiting for a long time, they didn't hear the wonderful sound effect of rain beating banana. Zhou Ping awkwardly raised his pants, "nervous."

"Do you still pee?" The tone of the four heavenly kings was cold.

"Well, I'll talk about it later."

……

At eight o'clock, the evening self-study ended, and no one left. Zhou pingru sat on the needle and felt. After some psychological struggle, he finally gave up resistance and left to brush the topic honestly.

It wasn't until 9:50, another hour before the lights went out, that people left the study room one after another.

"Let's go. Let's go at night." Lu Zhengkang stands up smartly, and the other three ruthless topic brushing machines also stretch their waist and move their legs. It's a relief for Zhou Ping who is caught in the middle.

In the canteen, everyone said a bowl of beef jerky, and they all carried their schoolbags to the dormitory.

Along the way, the boys played wild jokes, crying and howling. Suddenly, I don't know when, someone didn't pick up the conversation, and the atmosphere was silent.

Zhou Ping stopped and Ninghu F4 turned to see him.

"What's the matter?" Zhang yingxuan tilted his head.

Zhou Ping shrugged, "thank you."

Everybody laughs, "thank you for your fart!"

That year was in its prime.