"I want to have that ability, can I still live like this?" Jiang Kuo tskated, "I'll just say something harsh."

"It's embarrassing if anyone doesn't believe it." Duan Feifan smiled.

"Aren't you just skeptical?" Jiang Kuo turned to look at him, "Why would you ask me?"

"Yes." Duan Feifan nodded.

"Lu Haobo has recovered and has to start thinking about what I am. As long as you hesitate, I will win." Jiang Kuo shook his legs, and the back of the recliner suddenly flattened. He then lay back on his back, "Damn! What's the big money you spent to buy? Do you have 500 yuan?"

Duan Feifan sighed: "Bao Young Master, I'll tell you something common sense."

"Tell me." Jiang Kuo lay down without moving.

"You can buy a very comfortable recliner for 150 yuan," Duan Feifan said earnestly, "You can also give you another cushion and a pillow. If you really want to get a five hundred yuan, you can buy a massage function."

"...so," Jiang Kuo was silent for a while, "why are you embarrassed to accept me from 1,500?"

"I'll give you a discount tonight." Duan Feifan said.

"You can pull it down. I'll sleep with the 119 bed once. I'll feel it well today," Jiang Kuo stood up, picked up the lunch box on the table, thought about it and left a box of char siu, "Let's go."

"If you are unhappy, you can go to Uncle Zhao's place tonight," Duan Feifan said. "He also has air conditioning, free."

Jiang Kuo walked out of the dormitory and closed the door.

Actually, it's not particularly hot, it's better than the previous two days.

Jiang Kuo comforted himself.

When I pushed 119 away, I felt that I was completely relieved.

The four older men squeezed into the dormitory, and the body temperature alone could increase the room temperature twice.

"Are you hit Lu Haobo again just now?" Li Zirui asked.

"No," Jiang Kuo opened the lunch boxes one by one, "Come on late night snack?"

"It's so rich!" Tang Li sighed, "Where did you go to eat today?"

"Don't ask," Li Zirui picked up a pair of chopsticks, "Just eat it. We don't know about this kind of high-end restaurant, and we won't go to eat it if we know."

"Yes." Tang Li nodded.

Ma Xiao said nothing, came and sat next to the table, picked up a piece of roast goose and put it in his mouth, and then said, "Yes--"

"Isn't this the rest?" Tang Li picked up a shrimp, "and brought dipping sauce, I ordered it specifically, right?"

"Well, I think it's delicious," said Jiang Kuo. "Take some back and try it. If you think it's delicious, you can go and eat it tomorrow night or the night after tomorrow."

Tang Li paused: "I won't be able to catch up with the bed."

"Today Lu Haobo sat in our dormitory for more than an hour," Li Zirui dragged the chair to Jiang Kuo. "You don't know how uncomfortable it is, and you have nothing to say. Everyone stood there together, and he started to pick on the tricks. I dragged the floor again."

"Fuck." Jiang Kuo said.

"Have you really moved to 107?" Tang Li asked.

"No," said Jiang Kuo, "but I should be able...if I need it, I..."

"No," Tang Li said immediately, "I don't mean that. We won't let you change dormitories just because you have any conflicts with Lu Haobo."

"The main reason is that Lu Haobo is not just asking you for trouble," said Li Zirui. "He doesn't like anyone. If you are not here at night, he will also torture us. It's not neat here for a while and it's unclean. It's right if you don't want to be with him. How many good things can come to this school? He is not, and we are not."

"We are a second-tier university." Tang Li reminded him with difficulty.

"What's wrong with the second-tier university," said Li Zirui. "If there is no merger, our school will be the third-tier university."

Jiang Kuo didn't say anything, and their topic slowly changed to the debate on what level of school level it was.

Mr. Jiang should be happy to join such a discussion. He felt that it would be meaningless to finish the school. In the past few years, Jiang Kuo has learned little by little from the grassroots level of the company.

Jiang Kuo didn’t want to study much. It was indeed as my father said. If you really want to study, you can repeat the school. There is no need to have to do this school.

He just doesn't want to work, doesn't want to really get into a state where he needs to start thinking about tomorrow.

Even in such a school, learning a garden major that he has no idea what to do is better than clearing the confusion and working hard immediately.

The windows in the dormitory are open, but they seem to be unable to circulate with the slightly lower air outside. When you walk to the balcony, you can be much cooler than in the house.

Jiang Kuo rummaged over and over on the bed until midnight and didn't fall asleep. If he turned on, he would probably wake up everyone in the dormitory.

He got up and got out of the bed and walked out of the dormitory.

He was inspired by the heat, and he wouldn't go to the 107th hotel, and it wasn't realistic, but there was a place he could go to.

When he passed by the duty room, he did not hide and walked directly to the window: "Uncle Zhao..."

In the window, Uncle Zhao and Duan Feifan were eating and chatting face to face across a small table.

"Hmm?" Uncle Zhao turned his head and responded, stood up and opened the window, "Is there anything wrong?"

Maybe it was because he was eating the food he packed, Uncle Zhao looked very kind.

"I'm going out," said Jiang Kuo, "go to the parking lot and get something in the car."

"It's all the time, can't tomorrow?" Uncle Zhao glanced at the clock on the small table, "It's past two o'clock."

"Let him go," Duan Feifan said, "I don't need to get things that are not in a hurry."

"...Okay, quietly," Uncle Zhao handed out the key, "Put it in" the key, lock it, and lock it for me when you come back."

Walking out of the dormitory building, Jiang Kuo found the wind rippled.

The wind was quite strong, and his clothes were bulging.

Is it going to rain heavily? Is it going to cool down?

Is God going to be a human being?

There are very few cars in the parking lot at night, and with his one, there are only three in total.

He went over and walked around the car, reached out and touched the car keys from the exhaust pipe, opened the car door and got into the car.

Turn on the air conditioner, turn on the music, and adjust the back of the chair.

Comfortable.

Isn't this more comfortable than a recliner? I didn't have to hurry to use the car for repairs if I knew it.

"You are still talking for him!" Uncle Zhao sighed, "Is this going to the parking lot to get things? It's time to dig a treasure in the parking lot."

Duan Feifan smiled and opened the Malatang he had just bought.

"Did you just go to the parking lot to see?" Uncle Zhao asked.

"Why did I go around the parking lot with a takeaway?" Duan Feifan said, "It's raining outside, and I almost got watered."

"Did you give him cover?" Uncle Zhao glared.

Duan Feifan didn't say anything and buried his head in eating.

Jiang Kuo must have gone to the hotel. It’s cool now, but it’s still stuffy in the first half of the night. With Jiang Kuo’s tolerance to temperature, he absolutely can’t sleep on 119, and 107 will not go to it. The only way is to go to the hotel to open a room.

A lightning flashed past outside, illuminating Uncle Zhao's duty room as daytime, followed by a string of thunder, which exploded over the top of the dormitory building.

A piece of fish tofu in Uncle Zhao's hand fell on the table.

"How is your dad?" He grabbed the fish tofu and blew it back into his mouth.

"It looks okay, I'm quite energetic." Duan Feifan walked to the window and looked. The huge raindrops that could see the trajectory outside had already fallen.

"It's a heavy rain with fists." He sighed.

"It's time to fall after this game," said Uncle Zhao, "It's almost time for you to come to my place to eat hot pot, so let your uncle get me some good meat."

"No problem." Duan Feifan nodded.

At about four o'clock, Duan Feifan was about to go back to the dormitory to sleep for a while. The rain outside was rumbling, and when the windows were closed, it was a lullaby.

The school may be flooded tomorrow.

He stretched and as soon as he walked out of the duty room, he saw an arm stretching in the other side of the gate in the lightning and thunder.

Judging from the watch on your hand that you can see the bull's "piss" half a mile away, this is Jiang Kuo.

Jiang Kuo opened the door, walked in with a wet land, and gave the key to Uncle Zhao through the window: "I will return the key to you."

"Where are you going?" Uncle Zhao looked at him.

"Just come here from outside the building," Jiang Kuo shook his hair, "Is it raining? It's going down the river."

Duan Feifan didn't say anything. It could be seen that Jiang Kuo's expression was a little confused. He probably just woke up, but even if he slept in the hotel, he didn't have to come back so long in advance...

Duan Feifan suddenly reacted and asked, "Are you sleeping in the car?"

Jiang Kuo glanced at him: "Well, it's much more cost-effective than 1,000 five."

It was quite comfortable to sleep in the car, just like this thunder, lightning, and heavy rain. It was a thunder, lightning, and heavy rain. Jiang Kuo felt frightened and felt like he was sleeping on the street.

The temperature also dropped, so he simply drove the car outside the dormitory building and planned to go back to the dormitory to sleep.

If he had known that he would be soaked from getting off the bus to entering the building, he wouldn't have come back. He wouldn't have been sleeping after changing clothes in the dormitory.

The only comfort I was that after returning to the dormitory, I found that it was no longer hot, and the wind from the electric fan was even a little cold when it was stirred.
To be continued...