Jiang Kuo turned his head suddenly to look at him: "What did you say?"

"Originally..." Duan Feifan frowned.

"Not the original!" Jiang Kuo interrupted him and his voice rose, "There is no such thing in this world at all! As long as you reach the present, you will not be the original!"

"Stop quarrel!" Dong Kun turned his head when he heard Jiang Kuo's voice, "What are you doing? I'll quarrel when I leave school."

"Not arguing," said Jiang Kuo, "I unilaterally scolded people."

"...I will scold you when I leave school." Dong Kun said.

A new high-end breakfast shop opposite, with soy milk plus some fried dough sticks and pumpkin cakes, a set of thirty yuan, the things are made very exquisitely, the taste is also good, and the dishes are also very particular.

In order to appease everyone, it is not easy for Ding Zhe to spend more than 100 yuan on his breakfast.

Jiang Kuo had no appetite and felt a little confused.

This kind of congestion is not only because of the provocation of this video, but more because of the frustration.

Very frustrated.

And it must be frustrated.

I have to be frustrated.

He didn't know how many thoughts he had turned from just now to now.

I thought about finding someone to beat Lu Haobo, and then I called him at school, with the words rich man on his body, and after I called him, I didn’t care about your broken school, but I also thought about asking Da Cannon to contact local riders, and drove into the school with a luxury car on the 822, from the gate to Lu Haobo’s dormitory, then to the classroom, then to the back mountain, and then to the side door to go out...

These are not even just ideas. If he hadn't been here, he had met Duan Feifan, or had experienced so many things, these would have been his actions and he would have done this.

I care about the consequences you will have, and I care about the impact you will have. As long as I don’t go to jail in my life, I can spend money and drink at home and make you angry to death.

But now it's different. He has to endure it, and cannot do it by nature. He is no longer alone. He has friends and boyfriends, and he is no longer the arrogant Jiang Kuo before.

He can't even show it.

Because he knew very well that Duan Feifan thought so too.

Duan Feifan would say the word "sorry" because he had already thought of these things.

"It's so expensive," said Dong Kun, "why are you calling them here?"

Ding Zhe sighed: "It's because of the high price that we have to call them. Otherwise, why do we post to show off the packages on WeChat Moments? After showing off, they will have to be chopped off."

"Who are the two?" Jiang Kuo retracted his thoughts.

"Sun Ji and Pang'er," Ding Zhe glanced at him and said with a smile, "Who else can it be? Are you two?"

Jiang Kuo also smiled and glanced at Duan Feifan opposite him.

Duan Feifan nodded slightly.

It seems that Ding Zhe also knows that out of fairness, Liu Pang and Sun Ji should have known about it.

Pang Liu and Sun Ji arrived soon, not for this thirty-five breakfast, they also saw the video.

"Have you finished scolding?" Liu Pang asked.

"I didn't scold much," said Dong Kun, "What can I do about this? You can't find a reason to hit him now."

"Is there any reason to beat him?" Liu Pang roared.

Everyone in the breakfast shop came over.

"Don't rush," said Sun Ji, "I can't take the initiative to cause trouble for him now. I don't know how capable he can pretend to you. He has nothing to do with this video now."

"He also brought people to Niu Sandao!" Liu Pang yelled in a voice, "Did he want to film the scene on the spot?"

"If you want to see him later, you will be foolish," Ding Zhe reminds everyone, "There is a different expression on his face. If there is a little difference, he will be very happy on the spot."

"Don't do it." Dong Kun looked at Duan Feifan again.

Duan Feifan was silent for a long time before speaking: "No."

This bird j8 youth is different from other videos, and others try hard to shoot like formal short films. Among the videos that feel similar, this j8 youth, which looks very simple but is actually carefully designed, looks quite unique.

Soon the number of views and likes increased. At this speed, when all the videos are displayed in a few days, the votes should not be low, and maybe they can really get a ranking.

But it can be clearly felt that when they went to the classroom for class, there was a lot of sight around them.

Although it may be due to the previous swimming competition bonus, there must be some reasons for the video.

Lu Haobo should be glad that they didn't meet all the way in class today. Otherwise, Duan Feifan really couldn't guarantee that he would be unable to control his punch when he saw Lu Haobo standing in front of him with his own eyes.

The class on this day was a bit painful. Someone must have seen the problem in the video, but there were definitely not so many people who could see it. Although they knew this, when they felt the gaze, they would still subconsciously feel the illusion of being watched.

They were going to do their homework in the evening, and Duan Feifan planned to write in the dormitory or back to the tenth floor, but Jiang Kuo did not agree.

"It's better to follow the original plan," said Jiang Kuo, "I write this every day, are you suddenly not going today?"

"Okay." Duan Feifan responded.

So they went to the classroom according to the habits of this period.

The self-study sessions all night were quite calm. Everyone was either reading books or doing homework. No one was walking around, and no one looked around.

Jiang Kuo kept drawing pictures, and he was much more devoted than usual, and he didn't say anything. It was not until the classroom closed that he packed up his things and said, "Go to the tenth floor, I don't want to go back to the dormitory today."

"Let's go." Duan Feifan quickly packed up his things, "Are you hungry? Do you want to have a midnight snack on the road?"

"I want to eat ice cream." Jiang Kuo said, "Do you eat ice cream? If you eat it, buy a big one, but the small one is not delicious."

"I'll eat," Duan Feifan smiled, "Buy a big dime."

I bought the ice cream and returned to the tenth floor. I slowly walked back to the tenth floor. It was already eleven o'clock. Jiang Kuo took a plate and scooped out half of the ice cream and gave it to Duan Feifan.

The two of them squeezed on the sofa while watching TV.

"Did uncle transfer the rent?" Jiang Kuo asked.

Duan Feifan was stunned for a moment before realizing what he was saying, nodding: "Yes."

"We said that the rent on the second floor was paid by us. Did you tell him?" Jiang Kuo took a bite of ice cream.

"I said it, at first he disagreed and said it was not much different from now," Duan Feifan said, "but I insisted on giving it to him, so he didn't say anything."

"Then take out the rent expense..." Jiang Kuo frowned and thought, "There is no 200,000 start-up capital."

"Does the start-up capital not include rent?" Duan Feifan smiled.

"You probably didn't include it when you calculated it," Jiang Kuo glanced at him, "I'll add some investment, don't be ruthless at that time."

"First..." Duan Feifan hesitated for a moment. He didn't want to ask Jiang Kuo to get the money in a short period of time. Even if there was a gap, he could still borrow some from someone else. "Don't worry."

Jiang Kuo looked at him: "Why, don't you want to use the money of rich people?"

Duan Feifan was stunned and looked at Jiang Kuo. At this moment, he couldn't tell whether Jiang Kuo was really or was joking. After all, he looked a little absent-minded.

"Additional investment is an additional investment," Duan Feifan said, "then it will be added soon."

Jiang Kuo smiled: "Okay."

After eating ice cream and taking a shower, Jiang Kuo looked better than before. When he returned to the bedroom, he jumped up and threw himself on the bed.

"It's a good thing that the wooden square I changed last time was thicker than the original one." Duan Feifan turned off the light, went to bed and lay next to him, pulled the quilt and covered him.

"Handsome," Jiang Kuo turned his head and closed his eyes. "This matter is nothing big. If you don't react, it's the most uncomfortable reaction."

"Yes." Duan Feifan turned sideways and hugged him, patting him gently on his back.

Jiang Kuo didn't say anything, and his breathing slowed down after a while.

Duan Feifan let go of him and gently pulled the quilt. He was worried about Jiang Kuo's emotions, but it seemed that he was already asleep.

Duan Feifan couldn't sleep, and the initial anger in his heart was no longer so strong. Instead, he was mixed with anger and diluted the anger but increased the uneasiness and confusion and nowhere to vent.

It was almost midnight before he felt a little sleepy.

Just as he closed his eyes and was about to fall asleep, Jiang Kuo next to him suddenly kicked his legs. Before he could turn on the light, Jiang Kuo sat up rubbing.

"Jiang Kuo?" Duan Feifan quickly got up and turned on the light.

"Ah..." Jiang Kuo covered his eyes.

He quickly turned off the lights and rubbed Jiang Kuo's back: "What's wrong?"

"...I've had a dream," Jiang Kuo said for a while and laughed again, "I dreamed of fighting."

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