Four gusts of wind

The rest of the people also noticed that something was wrong after a few bites, and then the old horse stared at the meat in the bowl and said incredulously.

"Wouldn't it?

As soon as he heard that it was beef, Biyang hurriedly spit out the dishes in his mouth, then flipped through the dishes inside, and re-clamped out the meat without meat and sent it into his mouth.

Seeing this, Ah Hui wondered.

"Sheep, you don't eat beef?"

Biyang nodded and did not answer.

Ah Jin was aroused by curiosity, and hurriedly asked Biyang why he didn't eat beef, but Biyang just said that he didn't like meat.

"Ignore him, he doesn't eat beef, he doesn't know how to enjoy it." "

Xiaowen teased, and then took a big bite to eat, a meal, passed quickly, as if the past three years, in a blink of an eye, it has come to an end, and the evening self-study at the end is always filled with a sense of desolation, obviously there are more and more people, but he feels that his heart is becoming more and more unpleasant. Thinking that it wouldn't be long before everyone would scatter, he took out his notebook and tried to use writing to drive away the reluctance in his heart, so he wrote.

Everyone was lined up and ready to set off at any time, at this time, Remnant Cloud slowly opened the door and said: Count me in.

Seeing this, Zhan Yun walked slowly, put his hand on his shoulder and said seriously: In this battle, everyone may die, the dust of war is no longer there, I can't let you have another accident.

Remnant Yun peeled off Zhan Yun's hand, and still said firmly: Let me go, I will finish his unfinished business for him.

Seeing his firm gaze, Zhan Yun sighed and replied: Okay, let's go.

Putting away the pen, he looked out the window, and at this moment, Ah Hui suddenly snatched the notebook on the table and slurred at him twice.

"Okay, Brother Dog, I'm secretly writing a novel, I'll take a look." "

After that, without waiting for him to agree, Ah Hui took the notebook back to his seat and looked at it, and after a long time, he walked back with the notebook with a frown.

"Fei, don't you think you're fighting too often? "

"I don't know what to write if I don't fight." "

"Think about it more, write more interesting, fight too often, don't take a break for the protagonist?" Okay, I'll go back first, you read slowly. "

After speaking, Ah Hui left in a dashing manner as if everything in the world was indifferent, he picked up the notebook and thought about Ah Hui's words, indeed, the fights were too frequent.

But, how to write a plot without fighting?

As he thought about it, he was suddenly poked in the back by a pen, and then slowly turned around and asked.

"What's wrong Yufen?".

"You write novels, huh

?"

Long Yufen's curious gaze fell on him, those watery eyes, he actually felt inexplicably good-looking.

"Hmm. "

"How did you come up with the idea of writing a novel?".

"When I'm bored, I write to pass the time. "

"Oh. Your essay is so well written, it is indeed very suitable for writing a novel, come on. "

"Well, thank you. "

As he spoke, he caught a glimpse of Xiaowen holding the scroll and was about to come over, but he stopped somehow halfway through, and he remembered that he was a little embarrassed to tell Lao Ma what he teased, and turned back again. In this regard, he sighed and said to Long Yufen that Xiaowen had a question to ask her.

"Really?".

Long Yufen turned his gaze to Xiaowen suspiciously and asked.

"Long Wen, do you want to ask me a question?"

Xiaowen didn't react when he heard it, first looked left and right at a loss, and then replied in a chaotic tone, and hurriedly came over with the scroll while returning.

He looked in the direction where Xiaowen came from, and it was really as Xiaowen said, Biyang lowered his head when he was doing the question, his eyes were staring at the table and he wanted to bury it directly, that posture, let alone Xiaowen, he didn't dare to disturb, for fear that he would break people's train of thought with a word.

"Yu Fen, how did you do this question?"

Long Yufen took the scroll and looked at it a few times, then took out the scratch paper and performed it on the paper, until the answer fell on the paper, she slowly raised her head and said.

"You have to use ...... for this question

."

Long Yufen talked to Xiaowen about the question, he also turned around and took out the English textbook to memorize the words, as the minute hand walked little by little, the people in the classroom gradually became scarce, and finally there were only a few of them left.

Although there were more people left in the final stage, there were always only a few of them who persevered, and he was used to it. After memorizing today's words, he stretched his waist, and suddenly felt the urge to urinate, but when he thought that the road to the toilet was somewhat gloomy, he was a little scared, so he could only focus on Xiaowen and Biyang.

Xiaowen was still listening to Long Yufen talking about the question, and Biyang was still burying his head in the calculation, entangled again and again, he opened his mouth and shouted.

"Go, sheep, go to the bathroom." "

"Why don't you go to the toilet by yourself?"

Xiaowen glanced up and said without hesitation that he would accompany him, but he waved his hand and refused.

"You listen to Yu Fen finish the question first, and when Yu Fen goes back, you can only save the question until tomorrow." "

With that, he got up and walked towards Biyang, pulled Biyang up without saying a word, and dragged him out.

Going down to the second floor, a strange thing happened, it was close to twelve o'clock, and the classroom closest to the corridor on the second floor was still lit, which made him feel that this session was really hardworking, no wonder the more the school looked at them, the more unpleasant it became.

After class, I passed around the corner, and then crossed the cement road next to the bulletin board, and there was a toilet opposite, and at this point, only the toilet was still brightly lit, and there was nothing else around except trees, revealing a weirdness. He is most afraid of such an atmosphere, and the toilet is a high incidence of ghosts in horror movies, usually at this time he is the most afraid of going to the toilet, so he can only pull Biyang hard.

"Old dog, you're not really afraid of ghosts, are you?"

"How so. "

He replied stiffly.

"Isn't this leaving time for Razang and Yufen to be alone, you don't understand when you look at it." "

"You say Razang likes Yufen?".

Biyang was obviously a little unconvinced, and looked at him suspiciously.

"I can't see it, just his shyness, doesn't he like what Yufen is?".

"Yo, I can't see that this kid is hiding quite deeply. No, I'll have to ask him when I get back. "

"Don't ask in front of Yu Fen, just his shyness, asking in front of Yu Fen will make him embarrassed." "

"Understood, go back to the dormitory and ask." "

Saying that, Biyang pulled the zipper and walked out with a wicked smile, and in a blink of an eye he was the only one left in the toilet, looking at the bright lights, he panicked for a moment, and hurriedly pulled the zipper to follow.

"Hey, wait for me!".

Back in the classroom, Xiaowen was the only one left walking around alone, jumping a few times from time to time, and it didn't seem to be happy, but idle.

"You're finally back?".

"Well, what about Yufen?".

"I don't want to see what time it is, I'm sure I'll go back." "

"Oh, let's go back then, too. "

"Hmm. "

Xiaowen nodded, then took the book and walked over to them, he took out the key, turned off the light, locked the door, and just wanted to say to them: Let's go.

Who knows, the two of them have walked several meters, and Biyang sneakily put his hand on Xiaowen's shoulder, and his aunt asked with a smile.

"Lazang, do you like Long Yufen?"

Hearing this, Xiaowen was so frightened that he jumped away and hurriedly explained.

"Why? Didn't you listen to what the old dog told you? Tell you, there is no such thing. She is also surnamed Long, how can I like her, everyone is a classmate. "

"I'll just say, you both have the surname Long, how can you possibly like her." The old dog must be afraid of ghosts and dare not go to the toilet alone, and he is afraid of being known, so he deliberately coaxed me. "

"Yes, it's the old dog who is afraid of ghosts. "

"Nonsense, who's afraid. "

"Aren't you afraid?".

Biyang and Xiaowen turned around and asked tentatively, and when they saw him nodding, the two of them suddenly ran forward as if they had been predetermined, which made him panic, and he also ran. They ran all the way from the teaching building to the dormitory, and when they entered the dormitory, the three of them were out of breath, and they all bent over, looking as if they had just been chased by something.

"What, you've been chased by a ghost?"

"No...... No, old ...... Old Dog ...... The old dog is afraid of ghosts, I ...... I'm ...... with Biyang Scare him with Biyang. "

Xiaowen explained with all his strength to squeeze out this sentence, and then the old horse looked at him and asked in disbelief.

"Brother Dog, so you're afraid of ghosts?"

"No...... No, these two ......."

Seeing that it was difficult to speak, he quickly took a long breath to adjust his posture, and only explained when his posture stabilized.

"These two went crazy, I just locked the door and started running, I didn't know what to run, I thought they saw something unclean, so I ran with them." "

"I'm just afraid of ghosts, don't explain." "

"You're a dead sheep, you said that if I and Lazang suddenly ran together, wouldn't you run along?"

"I'm definitely not going to run." "

"It's easy to say now, forget it, I'm too lazy to tell you, wash my feet and sleep." "

As he spoke, he put on his slippers and walked to the door, and when he saw that the two were not moving, he turned back and asked.

"What are you doing?" "

"Come on, it's hard to say if you're afraid of ghosts, okay, I'll go with you." "

Biyang slipped his slippers as he spoke, took off his shoes and pulled them out with one hand, then stepped on them, got up, and walked towards him step by step.

"You say this as if you don't wash your feet." "

"If you say that, I'm not going to wash my feet today." "

Hearing Biyang say not to wash his feet, Xiaowen was immediately unhappy, and quickly changed his shoes and came up.

"Don't, you dead sheep, it's our side that you don't wash your feet and smoke it." "

"What are you afraid of, you can't smoke to death." "

"Smoke doesn't die, I don't wash my feet, you try?".

"Okay, then don't wash it." "

"I'm not like you, dirty. "

As he spoke, Xiaowen walked past the two of them and walked straight towards the bathroom, and Biyang followed while talking about Xiaowen.

Listening to the two of you, the corners of his mouth raised slightly, and he raised his head to look at the night sky, the moon was quietly hanging in the clouds, looming, like a shy girl.

Xiaowen likes Yufen, although it was just Lao Ma casually, but he thought about it carefully, and it seemed that it was really like that.

"Old dog, what are you doing there? When we're done washing, you'll have to be scared by the ghost again." "

"It's coming!".