Fog Era

"Sigh..."

This Shi can't help being long sighed.

The one just now is his roommate.

He had roommates, but he didn't have adolescent roommates. When the people around him began to enter puberty, he had become the king of iron, enjoying a separate morning sun bedroom. After coming to Liang Tuan and having roommates again, they are all adults with employment and income.

Martial Artist cultivates essence and knows self-discipline. Those who don't want to raise their spirits, such as Laotang, also find special places and professional staff to solve their problems, instead of hiding in the dormitory and doing it by themselves. After all, everyone has sharp ears and keen eyes, so no one can hear the obvious sound?

In the past, this Shi would not care about this kind of voice, but now the Beng Dan realm is already unstable, and the voice is a bit too turbulent, let this Shi Too annoying.

Essence slowly dissipated but it was difficult to contain. Bawang Dongji launched it, and it turned into body refinement haze. This Shi was about to go out as soon as he turned over and jumped out of bed.

Looking at another bed, someone shuddered at the sound. When he opened his eyes and saw this Shi in the dark, the guy suddenly pulled his horns over his chest like a little girl, and greeted with embarrassment and anger, "Uh, hehe, you, you haven't slept so late yet. "

This guy is called Shen Xingye, this Shi’s roommate.

At the same time, he is also the guy who looks handsome with sword eyebrows and star eyes, but in fact he is very boring.

"I still want to ask you, what are you doing if you don't go to bed so late?" Shi Tiexin pointed to the trash basket: "Remember to take out the trash after daybreak, a toilet paper, you can give it to your home All of his living expenses let you buy paper."

"I can’t blame me!" Other male children might not be able to lift their heads for half a year if they were caught, but Shen Xingye’s embarrassing period was particularly short. In the blink of an eye, my face was not red and my heart beat. He pushed the quilt, revealing the shriveled Xiaochaihuo body and the flashlight in the quilt, and at the same time took out a piece of paper from the quilt: "Look at this!"

Shi Tiexin suddenly resented: "Pull it down, disgusting, not disgusting, hurry up and throw it away."

"No, no, misunderstanding, this is a letter from my pen pal!" Shen Xingye snapped on the bedside lamp , Stretched out the piece of paper: "You look at my pen pal, it’s really amazing. Show me this stuff, he is to blame for everything!"

"Do you still have a pen pal?" Shi Tiexin pinched the corner of the paper and looked at it. It was a pencil drawing on the paper. It was a picture of a young girl walking on a forest path. The painter was actually very good, and nothing else was special.

This Shi can’t figure it out: "What's wrong with this painting?"

"What's wrong? Look at the inscription of this painting:'The winding path leads to the quiet place.' , Zen room flowers and trees are deep, do you understand?"

This Shi person shook his head indifferently: "I don't understand."

"It's just a wooden head, don't you understand it yet-Sao Ah! This painting is completely Sao painting!" Shen Xingye looked distressed: "Think about it, I got a letter from my pen pal, and most of the night I hid in the bed and opened the letter. The paintings are fascinating, and all blame him."

"Really?" This Shi looked at the lamp and found clues: "How do I feel that the girl in this painting is nothing? But the sensitive parts are a bit vague, it seems that someone has repeatedly touched it with their hands, right? Can this depend on others?"

Shen Xingye said the most shameless words with the most calm expression: "Of course. Let me tell you, people who can paint are very old hooligans. They can paint whatever they want. They are so happy. And every time they reply, they say something like "painting, painting". Let me just look at the crotch and I can’t look at it. Tell me, do you have to blame him for everything?"

"hehe." This Shi is too lazy to care about him and dress well. The jacket is about to go to the training room: "You love what you do, by the way, my life is very regular, you can solve the problem before I come back or after I leave."

"Uh..." Shen Xingye Hearing this, and stammering up again, he leaned forward and smiled crookedly: "Dude, big brother, boss, can you see this matter..."

"Don't worry, I It’s not a broken mouth, and it will never be scattered in the class.” This Shi pointed to the window: “It’s just that you have to remember to open the window to ventilate and disperse the fragrance of your flowers.”

Shen Xingye Some twitching: "Huh? I have to open the window? I don't like to open the window..."

"Then I will write today’s knowledge in my autobiography. Waiting for me to write a book and say that it will sell well all over the world. Buddy, you can follow the fire, the glorious lintel is today." Shi Tiexin patted Shen Xingye's shoulder, and after patted Shen Xingye's shoulder, he looked at the palm of his hand and hurried to wash his hands.

"Brother! Don't do! I'll kneel on the ground for you, okay!" Shen Xingye was immediately obedient, and immediately rushed to open the window for ventilation without ambiguity. After that, I remembered something else, and turned out a piece of paper from the desk: "By the way, if you go to exercise, help me post my new work."

"New work? "This Shi took the manuscript paper and looked at it: "This is what you wrote?"

"This is a poem that I got in a dream by the enlightened god of poetry, but the original poem is like a dream. I can’t remember clearly when I go to Wuhen. I made it up myself. Rounding up, this is my new work by the great writer Shen Xingye. Just drop by and post it for me. I want all the teachers and students of the school to bathe in me. In the light of the literary magnate!" As he said, Shen Xingye patted the ribs of his chest with a look of pride.

"Ai, it doesn't matter, just love it." This Shi shrugged and went out.

Speaking of this Shen Xingye, there is also a lot of fate. Without mentioning the many encounters before, let's just say something that most people don't know.

Gu Shaoqiu was taken care of by Zhou Nan and transferred to another school. Before the transfer, Zhou Nan snatched a small notebook and gave it to Shi Tiexin. Shi Tiexin opened the book and looked at it. Hey, it's all Gu Shaoqiu's plans for plotting to frame his classmates. The bad water that seeps from the lines between the lines is stinking and unpleasant.

In the mid-term, many people's black materials were also recorded. Among them, the full half of the record was Shen Xingye.

The black material of Shen Xingye is concentrated in two places. One is to help classmates write love letters, and the other is to post poems in the school communication column under the pseudonym "Yise".

It doesn’t seem to matter, doesn’t it?

That's a different environment.

In this world line, the crime of hooliganism is still laid out in the criminal law!

Gu Shaoqiu believes that as long as these two items are exposed, Shen Xingye will be consigned to eternal damnation, even at his mercy. Shi Tiexin doesn't think so, let alone use anything. After all, we don't need a little brother at all.

He looked at the "masterpiece" Shen Xingye gave him, and looked up and down. He didn't think there was any publicity, so he planned to do a favor and came to the communication column and prepared to post it.

Someone at night came behind him and slightly curiously asked: "Did you write?"

"No, it's my roommate," this Shi person has the words at hand , Gave the great writer a nickname: "Shen Sao Ye."