After rebirth, I became a great writer

Chapter 307: Call Dad, I'll listen

"Hey, Tianhong! A new Jinling restaurant has been opened at the school gate. It tastes pretty good. Let's go and try it together. I'll treat you!"

"Next time, Lao Gao brought the supper, burp."

"Damn, this goddamn old man, you can grab it even if you invite him to dinner!"

Ximen Xue whispered in her heart, and then continued to "flatter" her.

"Then what fruits and snacks do you want to eat? I'm going to the store and bring you some, what, if you don't eat it! How can you eat it if you don't eat it! You have to eat fruit after meals. Besides, you will definitely be hungry if you write to it at night! I'm prepared to store some snacks!"

"Whatever you want, just look at buying some, wait. Lao Gao said that he had used up his toilet paper, so you can buy him a roll."

"This old man has used toilet paper very quickly every day, and I don't know how many needlework I did at night."

Ximen Xue complained and hung up the phone, thinking about what she wanted to buy later.

"Ximen. Why do I feel that you look so cheap when you call! Actually, we and Tianhongda don't have to do this. Just say whatever you want!"

Yu Zhijie couldn't help but say something.

"Zhijie, you don't understand. As the saying goes, eating people is short-speaking, soft-handed, and having something to do, the following words will be easier. Let's go and help me get things later. It's not all for Tianhong. We have to eat them too."

Now it was Ximen Xue who pulled Yu Zhijie away. After more than twenty minutes, the two of them carried several large bags of fruit, snacks and drinks and shouted to open the door of the 404 dormitory.

Gao Wanfeng opened the door and saw what was in his hands. He was not interested in the various snacks, so he paused on the fruit for a few seconds.

"Ximen, didn't you buy toilet paper for me?"

"Old Gao, it's not me who I'm talking about you. After all, you are also the leader of Kyoto University. The five good young people in society should put down their needlework and contribute to the great new socialism establishment cause."

Gao Wanfeng: "."

"Old Gao, you don't have to pay attention to him. He only has that little thing in his mind day by day. I bought you paper and was crushed by snacks."

Yu Zhijie handed a large bag of snacks to Gao Wanfeng and signaled that the paper he wanted was in the bag.

Ximen Xue took a few steps to Chen Tianhong's table with fruit snacks, put down the things, took out a banana from the bag, and helped peel it with diligent help.

"Tianhong, come on, eat a big banana! It's very sweet!"

Chen Tianhong glanced at Ximen Xue with a squint, and said nothing, who is that?

"Uh, don't like big bananas! Then wait a moment, I'll peel an orange for you."

Ximen Xue took out another orange.

Chen Tianhong was angry and glanced at Ximen Xue up and down. If he hadn't eaten a little bit of food just now and was so full that he didn't want to speak, he would have to use language art to teach Ximen Xue a lesson.

Gao Wanfeng put his toilet paper in the storage cabinet, and secretly took out a roll of it under the pillow on the bed. Then he saw Ximen Xue’s banana in her left hand and orange in her right hand, so he walked up to take it for Chen Tianhong.

He never eats snacks, so he must maintain his figure, but the fruits will not affect it.

"I ate it for Tianhong. He can't eat it now. Look at his belly. By the way, Ximen, why are you buying so many snacks and fruits? We can't finish it in a week when we eat it in our dormitory!"

"You have to take care of it, eat yours well, and do what craftsmen should do after eating."

"Craftsman? What kind of craftsman?"

Gao Wanfeng was chewing the banana, not knowing why.

"Haha. Huh. Lao Gao, what other craftsman can he be? Huhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

Chen Tianhong finally couldn't help it, covered his stomach and laughed.

"Damn. Your sister is a craftsman!"

Gao Wanfeng felt insulted and directly sent the banana peel to Ximen Xue's head and punched him again.

Ximen Xue is naturally angry. You have to beat me if you eat my food!

There is also the law of the king! There is still the law?

A battle between two people has officially begun.

Yu Zhijie tore open the melon seed bag and ate the melon seeds to become the audience, while Chen Tianhong covered his stomach and became the commentator.

"Okay, good beating, Lao Gao beat him up in the stomach, oh, Ximen! Where are you going to catch him? Can you catch him in that place? If you catch him, you will be able to kill his descendants."

Even though Ximen Xue had some tricks, after the battle, he still ended with him throwing away his armor and raising a white flag.

Perhaps the commentator had helped to consume a lot of energy and could eat something. Chen Tianhong picked two grapes washed by Yu Zhijie, threw them into his mouth and asked Ximen Xue.

"Simon, tell me, what's the matter?"

"Tianhong, how did you know that Ximen had something to do with you?"

Yu Zhijie grew up with a surprised mouth.

"Haha, I'm just showing my kindness when I have nothing to do, either a traitor or a thief. I'll know when I call from Ximen and go to dinner. In addition, the martial arts performance just now, didn't he just want to liven up the atmosphere and then speak out?"

Chen Tianhong glanced at Ximen Xue, saying that he was a little girl, I have seen through you a long time ago!

"Hehe, Tianhong is still smart."

Ximen Xue laughed twice. She was indeed performing just now, and he was not stupid. How could he still provoke even though he knew that he could not beat Gao Wanfeng.

"It's like this. You know that Zhijie and I are members of the Literary Society. Our Literary Society plans to hold a poetry meeting on the third day of the third lunar month. We want to invite you to be the judges. This is not only what I mean, but everyone thinks you are very suitable, right? Zhijie?"

Ximen Xue expressed her purpose, and he also gave Yu Zhijie a wink.

"Yes, yes, Simon is right"

"The third day of the lunar calendar, poetry meeting"

Chen Tianhong calculated the time and looked embarrassed. In fact, with his relationship with Ximen Xue and Yu Zhijie, it would be okay to agree to this matter, but that day he agreed to go on a date with Yifei, and there would be something big to do that night.

"Tianhong, I think. I just give me a suggestion! That day, you can call your girlfriend to come! The theme of our poetry festival is Valentine's Day. It will definitely be very lively at that time, and it will be quite romantic to date on campus! And you are so good at poetry, let's have another love poem."

Yu Zhijie saw the embarrassment of Chen Tianhong, and hurriedly threw out the plan he had already thought of.

Hearing this, Chen Tianhong's eyes lit up. He was worried about what gift to Yifei on Valentine's Day these two days. I think if he gave him a poem, Yifei's temperament would definitely be moved to tears. Women would be very obedient after being moved, which means that several new positions can be unlocked at night.

“At what time will the poetry end?”

Chen Tianhong asked a key question.

"It starts in the afternoon, and it is expected that it will be almost over 7 o'clock! This is the time set by Teacher Qi Mingxin, who said that he should consider that it is Valentine's Day and it cannot be done too late. You must understand the students' youthful passion. Oh, by the way, Teacher Lin Mengling will go there at that time."

Yu Zhijie added some more information, and he knew that Chen Tianhong respected the old couple very much.

"Yeah, I'll consider it!"

Chen Tianhong had already agreed in his heart, but he still showed signs of embarrassment on his face.

"Tianhong. How long do you have to think about it?"

Ximen Xue looked pitiful, and Wang Qianwen was waiting for them to confirm, and they also had to post event information on the school platform.

"It's hard to say. If Simon, if you satisfy my wish, I can't agree immediately."

"What wish, you say! I, Ximen Xue, have always been obliged to be my brothers, and I will never frown even if I go up to the mountain of swords and sea of ​​fire."

"Haha, don't be that complicated. I'll listen first."

Ximen Xue: "."

Yu Zhijie: "."

Gao Wanfeng: "."

At this time, a crow flew past in dormitory 404.

If the long-lasting topic in the girls' dormitory is the "Zhen Huan Palace Fighting" drama, then the boys' dormitory is "father-son harmony".

In boys' dormitories, the most common relationship is often not "classmate relationship", but "father-son relationship". The most popular sentence is that when a roommate encounters difficulties and needs help, he will say "Call him Dad!"

Many people think that this behavior is inelegant and does not conform to the identity of a student, but for the majority of boys, this is the happiness between them and the happiness between boys’ dormitories!

But so far, no one has ever taken the initiative to call him "Dad" in the 404 dormitory. He usually uses food and treats him to get a meal, but has not yet reached the level of "Call Dad".

"Tianhong, you are too much! I treat you as a brother, but you actually want to be me! The brotherhood between us will be broken. From now on, you can go to your Yangguan Road and I will go to my single-plank bridge dad!"

Ximen Xue jumped and began to criticize Chen Tianhong's "unrighteousness" in anger. He was irreconcilable. He spoke very quickly, especially at the end, the name was so fast that the three people in the dormitory could not hear it clearly.

Fortunately, Ximen Xue also knew that she didn't count until she heard it clearly, so she lowered her voice slightly.

"Yeah, not bad! I agreed!"

Chen Tianhong nodded with satisfaction. At this moment, he only had two words in his heart, comfortable!

Gao Wanfeng and Yu Zhijie silently gave Ximen Xue a thumbs up.

In particular, Yu Zhijie even thought to himself, "Awesome, Ximen Xue can handle this person! He really calls him dad if he has something to do!"

"Tianhong, please write a poem for me casually. I also want to participate in the competition. Don't be too good, just take the top three at will."

Ximen Xue's eyes turned and she made a new request. Since "dad" has called out, it would be better to make more money while taking advantage of this enthusiasm.

"Haha, the top three! You should write poems and lyrics and pick up cabbage on the side of the road! The ground is full of."

Chen Tianhong sneered, unmoved at all. There were a lot of poems in his mind, but they were the wisdom of countless predecessors in his previous life, and he would not give them to others easily.

"dad!"

"Um?"

Chen Tianhong was stunned for a moment, this.

"dad!"

"I'll help you think of one."

In the end, Chen Tianhong lost himself in the two "dads". Sometimes it was not that he didn't stick to the principles, but that the people shouted too temptingly!

After Ximen Xue shouted, her face was not red and she was not angry. It seemed that those two words just now were not spoken from his mouth. In fact, it didn't matter. She shouted the first time, so why bother shouting twice more!

Since he was already shameless, it would be better to maximize his interests. When he thought that he could use poems like Chen Tianhong in the poetry festival a few days later, he completely suppressed his shame.

"Which one, Tianhong, can you write one for me!"

Gao Wanfeng asked embarrassedly.

"ah?"

This sound was made by Chen Tianhong and Yu Zhijie, but Ximen Xue also looked at Gao Wanfeng in surprise.

"No! Lao Gao has never liked to write poems and lyrics. Why do he want poetry?"

Gao Wanfeng did not explain. He was embarrassed to say that he liked a girl. This girl did not like muscular men, but instead had a special liking for talented boys.

He also had an idea because of Yu Zhijie's words. Tianhong could write a poem to his girlfriend, and he could prove it at the poetry meeting!

It proves that Gao Wanfeng is not only a muscular man, but also a talented "poet"!

Seeing that Chen Tianhong did not agree, Gao Wanfeng gritted his teeth fiercely, plucked up all his strength, and shouted those two words.

"dad!"

His voice was much smaller than Ximen Xue's, but he could hear it clearly.

Chen Tianhong: "."

What happened today? He used to ask his roommate to call him dad and was incredible. Not only did he not hear him, but he also had to be beaten. Now it's so easy!

"When I finish coding, I will write it to you. Zhijie, do you have this need? If so, I will write one for you."

Chen Tianhong looked at the last roommate. If Yu Zhijie agreed, then from then on, his status in 404 will be established and he will become an "elder".

"No, no no. I don't need it, I can write it myself!"

Yu Zhijie hurriedly shook his hand and refused. He would never call him dad. How could a person be so ungrateful? How could he be willing to be a junior for a poem?

"Ding Dong!"

At this time, Yu Zhijie's mobile phone heard the sound of uplifting news. When it was opened, it was a message sent by President Wang Qianwen.

"Zhijie, have you asked Chen Tianhong? What did he say?"

"President Wang, Tianhong has agreed, Ximen has made great efforts."

Yu Zhijie responded to the news honestly and pointed out that it was mainly Ximen Xue's credit. He is an honest person. Ximen calls him "Dad" for this, so he can't take the credit.

Wang Qianwen over there felt relieved after seeing the news. The reason why she asked Yu Zhijie was that she believed in his honesty.

After thinking about it, she replied again.

"Zhijie, you should also prepare well and participate in the poetry festival. It is best to write a poem or something. If you win an award, it will be helpful to your next presidential election."

“Helpful for presidential election”

Yu Zhijie stared at this message for a long time, and at the same time he was considering his ability to write poems. Finally, he turned to look at Chen Tianhong who was typing.

"Tianhong, Tianhong"

"Zhijie, what's the matter? I'll listen to that."

Chen Tianhong was playing the keyboard.

"Who, please write one for me!"

"What?"

Chen Tianhong stopped typing on the keyboard and looked back at Yu Zhijie in a daze.

"dad."

"Forehead"

Not only Chen Tianhong was stunned, but also Gao Wanfeng and Ximen Xue were stunned. What the hell!

I just said that I did it myself, but in just a few minutes I have changed my attitude. What is your backbone? What is your literary character?

Why, do you also need to be in the dormitory?

At this time, Chen Tianhong, who had reacted, also began to feel sad. It was not a big problem to ask him to help his roommate write three poems. The problem was that all of them would win awards at that time. Will the students say it? But if they didn’t write anything, their father would call him, and they must be authentic.

After thinking for a long time, Chen Tianhong finally thought of a solution. He still had to write poems, but he could not give them too good, nor could he enter the top three. It would be too exaggerated. Just have one to enter the top ten.

As for whom the poems are included in the top three, it depends on who can shout them well

So, the "dad" voices in the 404 dormitory are endless!

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