After Jiang Chen was tactfully rejected by Liang Fu, instead of being discouraged, Jiang Chen became more courageous the more frustrated he became. He unilaterally interpreted Liang Fu's questions as homework assigned to him. He held his mobile phone during class and after class to find someone to ask and answer quickly: Do you know Professor Liang's daughter? What kind of person do you think she is?
Jiang Chen was working hard, but Fu Yucheng was in dire straits: the professional courses required case analysis and group cooperation. Jiang Chen took advantage of the opportunity to form a team with Fu Yucheng first, and brought along Ding Shiwei who took the initiative to ask. Fu Yucheng and Ding Shiwei were in the same undergraduate class, so they were not close friends, but they were the only ones from the same school in the entire hospital, so they inevitably took care of each other.
Fu Yucheng didn't know much about Ding Shiwei. Based on his limited contact with her, he could only get the impression that this person was cautious, rigorous and meticulous.
Jiang Chen's mind was not on his studies. Most of the group assignments fell on Fu Yucheng and Ding Shiwei, especially Ding Shiwei. This person's tolerance limit was surprisingly high. Jiang Chen couldn't wait to push all the tasks to her. She Not a word of complaint either.
As the time for the second rehearsal and homework submission approached, Jiang Chen became increasingly missing.
This night was the time to collect reservation information and make PPT. Fu Yucheng was responsible for this matter. By eight o'clock in the evening, the content responsible for Jiang Chen and Ding Shiwei had not yet been sent.
Fu Yucheng waited for another hour, became impatient, and called Jiang Chen and Ding Shiwei one by one. No one answered Jiang Chen's call, and Ding Shi, the only one who answered, spoke anxiously, saying that Jiang Chen had gone early in the morning with the staff in charge of cultural and sports activities of the college and the students who were out to give the program to choose the dress to wear on the day of the performance.
Ding Shiwei said: "...he said this matter is very important."
"You just took over his job?"
Ding Shiwei didn't dare to say anything.
Fu Yucheng's voice was deep, "How much is left?"
Ding Shiwei sniffed, "...the things he has are very messy and cannot be used at all. My own ones are even worse."
Fu Yucheng looked at the time. It was just after nine o'clock. He stood up, closed the pages of the book, and turned on the computer. "You do your own thing first."
After Fu Yucheng decided on the framework of the PPT, Ding Shiwei also sent the content that Ding Shiwei was responsible for. He organized the content, and finally there were a few blank pages of PPT left, just waiting to fill in Jiang Chen's part.
Fu Yucheng was not in a hurry and did everything he could, so he turned off the PPT and started playing black in double row with Li Wenyao.
It's approaching twelve o'clock, and it's almost time for the dormitory to close. Li Wenyao, who had won three games in a row, was still unsatisfied. "Fu Yucheng, you have two skills as a jungler. You usually hide them so deeply. Do you still want to play? Let's play another game?"
"You play first, I have something to do."
Fu Yucheng stood up and closed his computer, picked up the notebook on Jiang Chen's desk, stuffed it into his schoolbag hanging on the back of the chair, picked it up and walked out.
"Where are you going? The dormitory is almost closed."
"I went out for something and won't come back."
"Where's Jiang Chen?"
"Him? He can't come back."
Li Wenyao kept saying "fuck" and looked at Fu Yucheng strangely, not even paying attention to distinguish the difference between the two expressions "not coming back" and "not coming back".
Downstairs, the housekeeper's aunt was shouting at the couple who were hugging each other and gnawing under the tree to hurry back to the dormitory. Fu Yucheng was waiting at the door with Jiang Chen's bag.
It was almost past twelve o'clock when Jiang Chen rushed up from the side steps like a dog chasing a rabbit, shouting: "Auntie! Auntie! Don't close the door yet!"
Before I could squeeze through the door, my collar was pulled by someone. I stumbled on my feet and almost fell to the ground.
Jiang Chen cursed and was about to fight back to beat this little kid who was hiding behind his back. When he turned around and saw Fu Yucheng, his arrogance immediately disappeared.
"Old Fu..."
Fu Yucheng hung his backpack on his shoulder and said, "Let's go."
"where to?"
"Do your homework."
"Ding Shiwei is not..."
"She does hers and you do yours."
Jiang Chen wanted to go in, "Okay, I'll go back and do it now."
"Go out and find a quiet place, and I'll watch you."
Jiang Chen wailed, "Old Fu, please stop!"
"Jiang Chen, you can still get through in other groups, but you can't do it here. Either do it now, or I will report it to Teacher Xue truthfully, and you will get zero marks for your usual homework. It's your choice." Fu Yucheng said calmly. vocal channel.
This was the first time Jiang Chen saw Fu Yucheng's expression. His voice was calm, but his expression was extremely cold, which meant "Don't say you didn't predict what you said."
After weighing it again and again, it is still more important to maintain peace of mind. The person who teaches this subject happens to be Vice President Xue, who is in charge of the academic work of the college. This person does not need to be consulted like Fu Yucheng. Vice President Xue also had two options: either fail the class or pass with a low score. You choose.
Jiang Chen sighed and followed Fu Yucheng out of the dormitory building. At the school gate, Fu Yucheng received a call from Ding Shiwei asking him if Jiang Chen was back.
Fu Yucheng explained the situation, and Ding Shiwei hurriedly said: "Then let me come down too!"
"I just keep an eye on him."
"No," Ding Shiwei said, "...I have taken an elective course and my homework is due tomorrow. I was planning to stay up late tonight, so I might as well stay up late with you."
Jiang Chen didn't realize that his deadline was approaching at all. When Fu Yucheng put down the phone, he joked: "Not bad, study at night with red sleeves."
Most of the shops on the road were closed at midnight, and several barbecue stalls were closing their stalls. The school was 800 meters away from KFC. Jiang Chen couldn't sit still and hummed. He seemed to be in a very good mood, and it was already difficult to express his feelings just by singing. He couldn't help but chat with Fu Yucheng: "Old Fu, guess what I did today."
Some people are so shameless that Fu Yucheng is simply unable to resist.
"I took my classmates from the college to watch a ballet performance. Guess whose performance it was?"
Fu Yucheng paused.
Jiang Chen chuckled, "After the performance, I went to visit the backstage of the theater. I asked Liang Fu to help choose a dress and stayed with her for almost an hour. It was not late, and the person traveling with me was a girl. Liang Fu He sent us back along the way."
Fu Yucheng looked cold and said nothing.
"Do you know what kind of car Liang Fu drives? Jeep! This is the first time I've seen a girl drive this car. Let me tell you, her car smells bad. I can't tell what it smells like, but it smells good..."
Jiang Chen stopped talking, pointed forward, and suddenly said: "Isn't that Senior Sister Liang's car?"
There is a 711 in front of us. There is a Jeep Wrangler parked on the roadside at the door. It is bright red and has a license plate number that starts with L and ends with 8. It really is.
Jiang Chen ran away like a girl, just at this moment Liang Fu came out of the 711 door.
Jiang Chen panted and stopped, "Senior sister, you haven't left yet?"
"No, buy a pack of cigarettes." Liang Fu looked over his shoulder, fixed on Fu Yucheng's face, and smiled slightly, "The dormitory is not closed yet?"
"Turn it off. The old man forced me to come out and catch up on my homework."
"The shops are closed, where are you going?"
"KFC is still open, open 24 hours a day."
While he was talking, Fu Yucheng came closer and glanced at her, but did not say hello.
Liang Fu opened the cigarette case in her hand with one hand, took out a cigarette, took out a silver lighter from her pocket and lit it. Ladies' cigarettes, with thin stems. Fu Yucheng had tasted those cigarettes out of curiosity before. They had low tar content, no flavor, and a slight mint flavor, so they could only be smoked for fun.
Liang Fu looked at Fu Yucheng and said with a smile, "What a coincidence, I was also planning to go to KFC for something to eat."
Jiang Chen couldn't help but ask, "Sister, you can't eat before you go on stage to perform, right? Are you hungry now?"
"fine."
Liang Fu wore a white silk shirt, dark green ankle-length skirt, and flat leather shoes without heels. Fu Yucheng was half a step away from her and could vaguely smell the sweet scent of bergamot.
When they arrived at the store, Liang Fu and Fu Yucheng went to sit down first, and Jiang Chen volunteered to take on the task of ordering. There were not many kinds of food late at night, so Liang Fu only had a cup of corn drink. She had to control her diet. High-calorie grilled wing burgers were a taboo.
There are four seats, Liang Fu and Fu Yucheng sitting opposite each other. There was no one else in the store, and Liang Fu's cigarette was not extinguished. She rested her elbows on the table and gently held the cigarette between her fingers. She didn't smoke much, and for a while, the smoke was lingering. Now face to face, she did not look at Fu Yucheng, but turned to look out the window.
"What play is being performed?"
Liang Fu paused, turned her head, with a smile on her lips, "Ask Jiang Chen, he understands it very well, and even recited to me a very eloquent review."
Fu Yucheng: "..."
Liang Fu raised her hand, took a sip slowly, still looking at him, still smiling, "Fu Yucheng, do you still think there are many opportunities to meet Senior Sister Liang?"
She had calculated correctly that if she wanted to hit, she would hit seven inches.
Fu Yucheng stared at her for a long time, then stretched out his hand, "Mobile phone."
Liang Fu laughed, held the phone and handed it out. As soon as she let go, the phone fell into his hand.
This man has big hands, long fingers, and distinct knuckles, like hands suitable for playing the piano.
The phone is locked and unlocked with a fingerprint.
Fu Yucheng couldn't help but grab her hand and press his thumb on it.
Liang Fu didn't struggle, she felt a little dampness in his palms and fingertips.
The lock screen interface popped up, and the desktop wallpaper was a pink tiled pattern. The app icons were arranged in a chaotic manner, which made Fu Yucheng's eyes dazzled. After swiping through two screens, he found the WeChat icon. Fu Yucheng clicked on it, added friends, and entered his WeChat number.
Liang Fu laughed almost uncontrollably, and the cigarette in her hand fell ashes on the table.
After Fu Yucheng finished the operation, he locked the phone and handed it back to her. Liang Fu reached out to take it and met his gaze. This man was defeated and had no choice but to sue for peace, but he didn't show any humiliation. Instead, his eyes were filled with fighting spirit.
She finally felt that he had warmth.