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On the third day after the final exam, Xia Cifeng finally changed the biological clock from 6:30 a.m. to 11:00 p.m.

So he spent the next two days in bed.

Lin Shouxian and Xia Nanbo didn't care about him, because in his words, if you don't stay in bed well in such a cold day, where are you going? Anyway, I don't want to go out to play. It's better to watch TV in a blanket on a cold bench than to watch a mobile phone in a warm quilt.

Xia Xifeng thought that he would stay in this house until the end of time, but he didn't expect Xu Po and Zhou Tianshi to establish a deep revolutionary friendship through him. The better they were, the better they would come out on the fifth day of the holiday. By the way, Xia Cifeng, who can brush his face wherever he went, was attracted.

Xu's family is in a small town in Lucheng City, but it only takes 20 minutes to come by car.

At nine o'clock in the morning, Po and Zhou Tianshi met near the station. They sat in a milk tea shop and played games for a while. They were bored, so they began to call Xia Xifeng.

The first phone call Xia Xifeng thought it was an alarm clock and turned it off with half a squint.

The second phone call was not received because Xia Zifeng was asleep.

The third call came from Xia Nanbo, who was just passing by the door of his room.

"Hello, yes, I'm CI Feng's father. He's still sleeping."

On Sunday, he and Xu Po were stunned. He was afraid that Xia Zifeng would strangle them two people who disturbed his sleep if he came, so he made a mouth shape to Zhou Tianshi in a hurry.

"Forget it, don't disturb brother Feng! Let's brush the money! Don't expect brother Feng to brush his face. "

Zhou Tianshi shook his head, covered the microphone and whispered, "but we have no money."

"Hello?"

Xia Nanbo didn't hear a sound from the other side for a long time, so he asked and pulled the quilt with Xia CI Feng covering his head.

"Hello, uncle. We are Xia Cifeng's classmates. I just want to ask if Xia Cifeng has time to come out and play with us. We have a classmate..." Zhou Tianshi's eyes locked on Xu Po and began to make up for it casually. "One student failed in the final exam this time. He wanted to find Xia Cifeng to make up for his lessons. I don't know if Xia Cifeng has time."

Xu broke to stare at him immediately: "bah, bah! You didn't do well! I choose science, I will stay in class one! This final exam has nothing to do with me! "

Xia Nanbo pulled twice and saw Xia Cifeng turn over and mumble "don't move" with his eyes closed.

"Yes, he sleeps at home every day. He is very bored."

When Xia Nanbo saw that Xia Cifeng was indeed wearing autumn pants, he stood up straight and was ready to pull it up.

"You say a place. I'll tell Cifeng later."

“…… OK, thank you, uncle Zhou Tianshi looked out a few times and found that the milk tea shop where they were now was full of people playing games. It was not a good place for Xia Cifeng to brush his face. So he turned his cerebellum melon seeds flexibly and said, "we will find a suitable place to give it to brother Feng. No, we will send messages to Xia Cifeng."

Xia Nanbo smiles, but he doesn't let out a sound. He looks at his son who is soft and prone on the big bed. He says that this 16-year-old baby dog can still be called brother.

"Well, then I'll wake him up."

Sunday, almost excited to jump up, he kept touching his chest to calm himself down, "OK, thank you uncle, uncle goodbye."

After hanging up the phone, Xu Po also helped him to feel his chest. Who knows that the clothes he is wearing today are leather. As soon as Xu Po's hands are close to each other, Zhou Tianshi's leather clothes emit a "Zi".

Two people:.... "