In The Name Of Fang

Zhou Shu choked, finally remembering that he was still broadcasting, and squeezed his fists at his teammates: "Fighting is just a metaphor, understand?"

The teammate nodded wittily: "Understand."

The barrage was full of laughter.

[Hahahahahahahahahaha...]

[Is hitting someone a metaphor?Don't lie to me when I study.

[Yes, typing is an adjective, I prove it!

[So what did the former sister-in-law do?

What happened?

Thinking back to the past, Zhou Shu fought a cold war uncontrollably, enlarged his moves and killed another person, and then slashed a few times at the corpse before he came back: "It's not that I can't understand him. I really haven't seen anyone who did this. I want my brother to buy breakfast every day. If you don’t buy it, you don’t want to eat it. When you go to the library for self-study, my brother must occupy a seat, and if you don’t occupy it, I won’t go to school. …"

The teammates were stunned, and raised their hands weakly: "Does this...do it? Isn't this what a boyfriend should do."

It's what the boyfriend should do, if the other party is a girl.Buying breakfast, occupying a seat, or even walking with your back are all college love-based moves.

The problem is, that man is a big man taller than his brother!

Zhou Shu couldn't hold back: "Then he still accepts chocolates from others!"

The teammate knew: "That's a bit of a bitch."

Zhou Shu seems to have found a breakthrough and vigorously said: "Not only did he accept it, but he also pretended to buy it by himself and gave it to my brother."

Teammate: "Fuck?"

Zhou Shu: "Do you know how they broke up in the end? He texted my brother and asked him to meet at the hotel."

The teammate gave a wretched smile: "Yo-yo-yo, then what?"

[Then, I took out something bigger than my brother...]

[Then, forced my brother in turn?

[Then, backhand a report to the police uncle?

The barrage began to speculate.

Zhou Shu grabbed the red hair on the top of his head hard: "Then my stupid brother waited for a day and didn't wait for anyone. When a group of things didn't know anything, he beat him up and almost killed him."

The game character manipulated by his teammate slipped his hand into the abyss: "What is it? Damn it! What kind of woman, is this fairy jumping? This is too vicious!"

Zhou Shu: "..."

It seems to be a bit inconsistent.Before he could save it, he suddenly slapped the back of his head and dropped his entire face onto the keyboard.The game characters in armor danced wildly, jumping a rather coquettish reaking in front of the enemy.

"What nonsense?" Xia Yuzhou wiped his hair with one hand, and the spirit behind him generally appeared behind his younger brother.

Zhou Shu slapped his hand on his head, turned his head and barked his teeth, but Yu Guang saw his teammate's dull eyes.The teammate motioned him to look at the screen, which was filled with dense barrage.

[Ah ah ah ah ah so handsome!So fucking handsome!

[This brother, I can!

[The tree is for you, my brother is for me!

[My brother talks and pulls, like a social gangster holding a toothpick in the old port movie.Yes, very good!

In order to beat his younger brother, he accidentally entered the scene and was watched by fans.The fur on Zhou Shu's head suddenly exploded, and he quickly looked back at his brother.

Just after taking a bath, without wearing a mask, his over-white face was fumigated by hot water, glowing with a healthy pink color, he looked like a person, and he didn't show his terrifying fangs.Ok.

Zhou Shu pushed him out of the camera: "What I said is the truth. If he is not convinced, tell him to hit me."

...

The next day, Xia Yuzhou got up before dawn.

Kicking his sleepy brother: "I went to the clinic."

Yesterday, I made an appointment with Chen Mo, and ran out of the hospital to the clinic to look for his father when he could move.In order to prevent his son from finding no one, Xia Yuzhou had to rush over as soon as possible.

Zhou Shu ignored him, stuck his head under the quilt and continued to sleep.Last night, the live broadcast reached 2 o'clock. Just after lying down, Xia Yuzhou caught him showing off his new son.As a half-way son converted from Xia Yuzhou's father, Zhou Shu does not have the ability to embrace others for the first time, and it is difficult to understand Xia Yuzhou's excitement.

"Aren't you going to meet your big nephew with me?" Xia Yuzhou grabbed a bunch of red hair and tried to dig out his younger brother.

The answer to him was a deeper head and an attempt to kick his big foot.

"Second uncle ruthless, tell your children not to be filial to you in the future."

Xia Yuzhou came to Dusk Road in the faint morning light, it was still early, most of the shops on the street were not open, only two breakfast shops were open.

Buy a bag of steamed dumplings and eat them while walking, throw them in the air and catch them with your mouth open.When I walked to the door of "Summer Dental", he just ate six buns.

"Yuzhou, I came so early." The proprietress of the beauty shop next door also got up early. She saw the young man in front of the clinic, smiled and said hello, "Your little bucket of paint, put a flower pot for you Bottom."

"Okay." Xia Yuzhou replied, turned the paint out from under the flowerpot, and continued the work that was not done yesterday-painting the mailbox.

This clinic has been closed for many years and everything needs to be renovated.Someone had already been asked to paint the periphery, but the workers were lazy and blocked the wooden mailbox in front of the door.

The mailbox was set when his father opened the clinic.Modern people rarely write letters, but Comrade Lao Xia insisted on hanging a mailbox on the wall, saying that maybe some old friends would send letters.

The old friend’s letter Xia Yuzhou has never seen him, and has collected advertising leaflets all day long.It hasn't been five years now, and the mailbox is miraculously not filled with advertisements, but it can't be opened.Xia Yuzhou didn't bother to find that small key for a long time, and simply sealed the mailbox and painted it with new paint as an ornament.

Painted with powder-blue paint that is consistent with the wall, and painted a black cat's mouth in the middle, Xia Yuzhou appreciated his masterpiece with satisfaction, washing his hands and opening the door of the clinic.

The clinic is messy, the large instruments are covered with dust covers, and the useless consumables were thrown into the cardboard box by Xia Yuzhou yesterday.The stools and tables were thickly dusted, and eight of the ten light bulbs were broken, and the refrigerator was still running after being scrubbed.

"It's troublesome." Xia Yuzhou looked at the house full of things and used great perseverance to resist the urge to turn around and leave.

If he is alone, he can still hang around for a while.Now that there is a son to raise, the clinic reopens must be put on the agenda quickly.

I found a cardboard box and sat down, Xia Yuzhou took out the account and calculated:

There are a total of two conjoined dental units, which are a bit old.At present, I can't hire a second dentist. He is the only one who works. You can sell these two and get a new one.

Most of the consumables have expired and need to be repurchased. This is a big head.

At least two employees are also required, a front desk cashier and a nurse.

...

The more headache he got, the yellowed note paper was drawn into a mess, and the tree diagram turned into thorny bushes.

"Lao Xia, you said it was not good for you to leave me something, leaving such a mess," Xia Yuzhou lay down on the big box, "I am the worst at organizing."

Too troublesome.

When I was in school, the teacher drew the main points, and it would be much easier to sort them out in a table.But for Xia Yuzhou, the most difficult step is to "sort it out into a table." Usually, he just remembers everything directly, no matter who you are.

It wasn't until someone started studying with him that Xia Yuzhou really had his own "key form".

The black pages of paper reached his face, Xia Yuzhou planned to sleep while waiting for his son to come.I don't know if it was this bad luck, but I dreamed of the past.

"The school grass selection result is out, hahahaha... guess what's your number?" Zhou Shu, who rushed back from the Internet cafe, had a mixed smell of tobacco and instant noodles, and smiled blindly.

Xia Yuzhou is playing with props and swords, and the school art troupe is holding a cultural festival, and he is required to perform sword dances.I have been busy preparing for the program recently, and have not paid much attention to the "School Grass Selection" on the school forum.Listening to my younger brother, he casually asked, "What's the number?"

In the school’s S forum, pictures of more than 20 boys were hung up for everyone to vote for the school.Not only are there online activities, there are also offline support campaigns by girls.This activity has been in full swing for a week, and today the final result was finally decided.

"Third." Zhou Shu opened the note on the table and showed him the page.

"Huh?" Xia Yuzhou raised his eyebrows, and suddenly came in interest, "Is there anyone in this school more handsome than the master?"

"Puff—" The roommate sitting on the bed drinking Coke squirted out, "Xia Yuzhou, you want to lighten your face, how come there is nothing more handsome than you."

"Hey, let me take a look, who is standing in front of him with such a face." Xia Yuzhou pouted and looked closer.As a purebred race, and nothing else, just this shiny white face, they don't believe that humans are better than themselves.The two cub species in front must have been ticketed.

First place, sophomore in clinical medical school, Si Jun.

Second place, He Yu, the first graduate student of Basic Medical College.

Third place, sophomore in School of Stomatology, Xia Yuzhou.

...

The photo of the second place is really good-looking, the first one has no photo but only a name, Xia Yuzhou rubs his chin.

The roommate watched the excitement and came over and said, "It's them."

"You know?" Xia Yuzhou opened a pack of dried jujube slices and handed it to his roommate.

"Kachakacha", my roommate grabbed a hand and threw it in his mouth and chewed: "Hey, I have seen a basic guy, who was on a TV show. Si Jun...this man is very secretive, and he says he is so handsome and angry, girl. We nicknamed him the noble son or the little prince, anyway, it sounds pretty mysterious."

Winning the championship with just one name is really mysterious.

"I know, the noble master of medical science," Zhou Shu, who is also a clinical hospital, raised his hand, "They all said that he was like a medieval nobleman, a generation of kings, but I have never seen him.

The more I listened, the more curious he became. Xia Yuzhou wanted to know what Si Jun looked like.

"It's easy to handle, you can go to the school grass awards." The roommate pointed to the prompt below the forum.

The top three of the school grass selection will be held tomorrow to award the school grass medal and prizes sponsored by some event parties.The prize is a box of sunscreen spray for each person.

Xia Yuzhou was immediately moved.

"Then I'll go see the sunscreen spray... Well, what do the first two look like."