10

Jiang Kuo didn't vomit, but he stayed in the toilet for a long time and probably felt uncomfortable. Duan Feifan was lying on the bed and heard him turn on the faucet to wash his face, turn off the faucet and retching twice, and turn on the faucet again...

Although Jiang Kuo was miserable, these chaotic sounds mixed with the noise of the air conditioner, giving him an inexplicable sense of peace. He actually fell asleep during a time when he was basically impossible to fall asleep.

I slept until dawn.

I woke up because Dong Kun called him and asked him to go to have breakfast together.

"You can buy it for me first, I just got up." Duan Feifan sat up and looked down. Jiang Kuo checked out very early, but the small quilt he threw on the ground and stepped on for a few steps was not taken away, and it was even formed into a ball and placed on a recliner.

Yes, for the sake of 1,500.

Duan Feifan got out of bed and folded the quilt on the recliner.

With Jiang Kuo's behavior of throwing clothes, he now has reason to doubt whether it was because the quilt fell to the ground and was stepped on by Jiang Kuo himself, so he needed to throw it away.

However, the quilt feels very good, and you will know it is expensive once you touch it.

If Master Xingchui Hirano doesn't want it, he doesn't mind taking it back to the old aunt.

When he walked out of the dormitory, Duan Feifan found that it was raining last night, and it was not small, with a lot of water still on the ground, and the temperature also dropped several degrees.

The cafeteria was not at its peak, and everyone sat in a scattered manner, but as soon as he entered the door, he saw Dong Kundingzhe and others gathering around two tables with Jiang Kuo and Li Zirui.

Ding Zhe, a thing that forgets his roots, sat next to Jiang Kuo, and it seemed that it was intentional, just for tomorrow's car keys.

"Take it for you!" Dong Kun waved.

Duan Feifan walked over, patted Liu Pang and Sun Ji's shoulders, and greeted him.

"Is there any military training today?" Sun Ji turned around and saw the military training uniforms on him.

"Yes," Duan Feifan sat down, "Don't leave tonight."

"What," Liu Pang asked while eating, "Ask a fight?"

"Get out." Duan Feifan answered briefly.

The breakfast varieties in the canteen are quite complete, and Jiang Kuo has taken a lot of them.

Usually, he probably won’t have any appetite for these things, but after the fever subsided early this morning, he was so hungry that his eyes turned blue and woke up in less than five o’clock. Now, let alone the food he brought, he felt that he could stuff it all over the table.

The phone rang in his pocket, and he insisted on eating the last wonton in the bowl before putting down his chopsticks and taking out his phone.

"Don't you get up?" Dapao asked there.

"Get up," said Jiang Kuo, "I'm having breakfast."

"Are you still burning?" Dapao said, and he heard that he was about to go for breakfast.

The "ding" sound of the elevator in the background and the waiter's soft voice "Please swipe your room card" perfectly show the difference in breakfast.

At this moment, he was having breakfast in the hall. He ate wonton fried dumplings and small buns, fried dough sticks, soy milk and millet porridge in the school cafeteria...

"The fever has subsided," said Jiang Kuo, "I think it's normal body temperature when I wake up in the morning."

"Tell me something," Dapao said, "Lai came to me and asked me for your phone number."

"What did she look for me?" Jiang Kuo immediately stood up and walked to the side.

Although he and Jiang Lelai grew up together and would help each other if they had something to do, Jiang Lelai's "gender" makes them not as close as most siblings. Under normal circumstances, unless he goes home on holiday, Jiang Lelai will not usually contact him.

Or something happened.

"She didn't say it, but people are definitely fine," Dapao is worthy of being a kid and knows his point very well, "just ask me for a number."

"Did you give it to her?" Jiang Kuo asked.

"Yes, did I give it to her?" Dapao said, "If I give it to her directly, you will definitely scold me for giving it to me. You change the number just to avoid the trouble of your family and you. If I don't give it to you, you will say that she must have something to do with you. Why don't you give it to me... So you said I can tell you if I gave it to you?"

"...Okay, if you give it, give it, if you don't give it, you'll give it," said Jiang Kuo, "Is this answer perfect?"

"Perfect." said the cannon.

Jiang Kuo sat back to the table, looked at the small buns and millet porridge that had not been finished, hesitated for a moment, turned to ask Li Zirui, "Are you full?"

"You can't eat it anymore, right?" Li Zirui said.

"Yes." Jiang Kuo nodded.

He has a "hair" disease. My mother said it was a cleansing obsession. My father thought it was pretentious, but the meal could not be eaten in sections and had to be done in one go. If it was broken in the middle, it would not be able to continue when looking back, and it would feel that it was leftovers.

When there are too many people going out to eat, the dishes are all over the place, and there are always new dishes coming up before eating. In this situation, he has a "hair" disease. Even if he doesn't move his chopsticks, he thinks it's left by others.

"Give it to me," Li Zirui moved the Xiaolongbao and Xiaomi porridge to him, "Are you averse to eating it?"

"Not that, I just took too much," said Jiang Kuo.

"Didn't you say that you ordered the dishes according to the quantity that day?" Li Zirui said.

Good memory, roommate.

"I miscalculated the amount today." Jiang Kuo said.

"You..." Li Zirui refused to let him go and continued to say.

"If you don't eat, don't spit up, pack it and take it back for Tang Li and Ma Xiao." Jiang Kuo said.

"Eat." Li Zirui didn't say anything anymore and buried his head in the hard work.

Today, Jiang Kuoxue learned his lesson and went out to eat breakfast in his military uniform. With a heavy rain yesterday, the temperature instantly dropped in the morning. When he went to gather, he was in a very happy mood.

"Don't you take away the quilt?" Duan Feifan walked to him and asked, "Where are you in the seat?"

"I'm going to go in a hurry." Jiang Kuo's sentence was true. He woke up by "urination" in the morning. He always felt uncomfortable when using the toilet in Duan Feifan's house, so he hurriedly replied to 119.

"I thought you didn't want it anymore." Duan Feifan said.

"Why don't you," said Jiang Kuo. "You can ask the recliner for the 1,500-1st day stay. You won't even put a bed in the most popular youth hostel."

"Aren't you particular?" Duan Feifan said, "I still stepped on it several times when I fell to the ground, so I must not throw it away."

"Who stepped on it?" Jiang Kuo immediately turned his head and stared at him.

Duan Feifan looked at him and after a while, he spoke: "You yourself."

Jiang Kuo was about to speak when his cell phone rang.

This call must be Jiang Lelai, so he quickly took out his cell phone to answer the call.

"How is it?" It was indeed Jiang Lelia's voice over there.

"It's great. We'll get together for military training soon," said Jiang Kuo, "Let's talk about the matter first."

"It's okay," Jiang Lelai said, "It's not that hot anymore. I'll go out for a walk, and you'll treat me to a meal when you pass by."

"Does your parents know?" Jiang Kuo asked.

"Tell them," Jiang Lelia said, "it's about ten days, not long."

"How many days are there for me?" Jiang Kuo asked, "I don't necessarily have time to play with you, I can let Da Cannon drive you."

"No need to follow that old mom," Jiang LeLe's voice was uncommon, "You don't need it, you don't need anything, it's the same as before. I just want this strange feeling, asking you to treat me to a meal, just to have a little connection with this place, do you understand?"

"I don't understand," said Jiang Kuo, "Anyway, my reception task is to treat you to a meal, right? Are there any requirements for meals?"

"No, you can call the cannon," Jiang Lelia said, "How about buying a small cake, let's make some suggestions in advance."

"Okay." Jiang Kuo responded.

After hanging up the phone, Duan Feifan no longer knew where to go.

He had no memory of such a major unbearable incident as if he had stepped on the quilt, which really made him feel a little unacceptable.

Jiang Kuo lowered his head and sent a message to Da Cannon, asking him to help check out the special restaurant.

However, he didn't plan to call Dapao for dinner. Dapao always felt that Jiang Lele had mental problems. Although he would not mention it in person, Jiang Kuo would be unhappy.

Jiang Lelia is a top student. In Jiang Kuo's opinion, this twin sister is unique and smart.

In the eyes of Mr. and Mrs. Jiang, given Jiang Kuo's performance and their clear understanding of their own conditions, they unanimously believe that their daughter's IQ should be a gene mutation.

But Jiang Lele did not follow the routine path of academic masters. After the high school entrance examination, she suddenly collapsed. The doctor's diagnosis was too stressful. My father asked her to take a leave of school and took care of her for several months for 24 hours. After that, although everything seemed to be normal, she never returned to school.

Since then, Jiang Lelai has chosen another life for himself, going out alone to travel, taking photos, cutting videos, and writing some small articles. Out of absolute and blind trust in his daughter's IQ and independence, Mr. Jiang did not interfere in everything.

Jiang Kuo was very envious and even thought about how he might collapse. Unfortunately, he still didn't find any pressure on himself except for the two days of running away.

"Jiang Kuo, have you gone down?" Lu Ning stopped him.

"Get back," Jiang Kuo touched his forehead, "I'll be fine after sleeping all night."

"That's OK, it's recovery very quickly." Lu Ning patted him.

Except for the lack of the previous lectures before the start, everything is similar to yesterday, and it is still a queue training. However, those who turned the wrong direction before have adjusted the process. After turning back and forth for more than a dozen times, no one made any mistakes.

Although no one made any mistakes, the instructor’s plan the previous hour was also reviewing and consolidating yesterday’s actions.

Also, since no one made any mistakes, the training process was particularly painful.

Every time I turned around, I could only look at the people in front of me to relieve my despair. The key was that the few people in his dormitory were not lined up together, and no one knew him except Duan Feifan in the back row.

Turn left! There is a black boy on the left, as if he has participated in a three-year military training, turn back! The hair on the back of the head on the right has been growing all the way to the neck.
To be continued...