The Road to Slaying God

"Ah ... Keke ... Fat brother, and a deck?"

"Yes, old place!" The fat boss laughed a few times.

"Oh, you order, I'm taking a seat." Zhang fled into the desert, afraid that the fat dog could not vomit ivory in his mouth.

...

"You often eat at this deck?" Zhang Yang's buttocks weren't sitting hot yet, Xiao Yiran had ordered to come in.

"Not much. I'm poor. I have extra money to eat here, and I usually eat it in the school cafeteria."

"No, just now the fat boss said the same old place, you came here immediately and lied, who did you eat with?" Xiao Yiran suddenly felt a bit of uncomfortable feeling, and he felt uncomfortable, wasn't he? Does this shy guy have a girlfriend?

"No, didn't you say that there were math problems? Hurry up and come out. The fat man has a good business. The dishes may have to wait for the meeting. We will do the problem first."

"Oh."

Xiao Yiran handed Zhang Yang's notebook to Zhang Yang, looked at Zhang Yang's face suspiciously, and seemed to want to find out what Zhang Yang's expression was. In fact, she knew that Zhang Yang didn't dare to say that she would eat with Du Xue. Because, at the beginning Xiao Yiran asked him if he had any relationship with Du Xue. He firmly denied it. If he said that he would eat with Du Xue now, it would really be impossible to jump into the Yellow River.

"Is this?" Zhang Yang opened the notebook without paying attention to Xiao Yiran.

"Well." Xiao Yiran nodded his head back, trying to restrain the inexplicable discomfort.

"I told you to solve it, and I will help you solve it before telling you?" Zhang Yang quickly asked a dozen questions on the notebook.

"You can do it first." Xiao Yiran passed the comparison to Zhang Yang, and now she suddenly had some snacks. What was there to do math problems? There was always in her head who Zhang Yang would come to eat with this couple.

"Yep."

Zhang Yang began to immerse himself in solving the problem. Soon, Zhang Yang was immersed in the digital world, as if there were only mathematical problems left in this world, what is the first guard, what is the wisdom program, and what is Lu Fei Du Xue and Xiao Yiran all left behind. .

Xiao Yiran, who was absent-minded, looked at Zhang Yang for a while and suddenly lost his mind. The boy with a wretched face suddenly changed into a person he didn't know, with a look of concentration. The face with a little arc was also focused because of concentration. Condensed and angular, this is a face full of the charm of the male surname. What is insignificant and timid is all insignificant because of this concentration.

Xiao Yiran's eyes were intoxicated ...

The noise of noisy meals outside seemed to disappear, and only the "rustling" sound of the pen on the paper was heard.

Time flies. Although Xiao Yiran's dozens of questions are all difficult mathematical problems, Zhang Yang can easily solve problems that even senior students at Harvard University of Technology can't do. The question is naturally irrelevant.

"Well, you're done ... what are you looking at?" Zhang Yang looked at Xiao Yiran in confusion.

"Ah ... no ... nothing to see ..." Xiao Yiran seized it as if he was doing something bad and quickly argued, his face flushed.

"Don't you need to be so excited to see anything? I'll go and see the dishes ..."

Zhang Yang pouted, stood up and went out.

Watching Zhang Yang walk out from his side, Xiao Yiran was in a daze for a while, what happened to him? Why do you have such a situation of being unwilling to abide?

Don't I like him?

Thinking of this, Xiao Yiran was shocked. Impossible, impossible! Absolutely impossible! He is only a nerd, he is a voyeur, does n’t he just do a few math problems? Besides, we have been dating a few times, impossible!

I ca n’t like him. He is still rude to me. When thinking of two rude, Xiao Yiran had a fever on his face ...

"Come on ..."

Between Xiao Yiran's thoughts, Zhang Yang brought in a tray and came in.

"Beauty, you drop all the side dishes. I just want to eat meat if you don't like meat. I'm still pinching my body."

"Yeah ..." Xiao Yiran, who was in a daze, laughed and said, "How old are you and how long are you?"

"My mother said, thirty-six males and eighteen females, like me, have more than ten years, and you, hehe ... enough is enough ..." Zhang Yang's eyes were undulating. Scanned his body with a strange smile.

"Pervert, the dog can't change the shit, and pretend to cook for me!" Xiao Yiran blushed.

"No!" Zhang Yang flatly refused.

"Ah ... keke ... why?" Xiao Yiran couldn't think of Zhang Yang giving no face at all.

"My mother said that a real man must never dress a woman."

Zhang Yang said as he ran out, he did not take Xiao Yiran's bowl. Xiao Yiran opened his mouth and said nothing, followed by pouting and walked out to pack rice. In the face of Zhang Yang's righteousness, he suddenly moved out of his mother, Xiao Yiran could not find the reason for refutation.

"Eat, cucumber is cosmetic, eat more." After the two settled, Zhang Yang pinned vegetables for Xiao Yiran.

"Your mother didn't say that men shouldn't pick vegetables for women?" Xiao Yiran asked a little depressed.

"No!"

"Why?" Xiao Yiran asked curiously.

"My mother said that if a man finds his wife, he must ask the woman to dress. This is the dignity of the man. If an outsider sees it, the man will be very respectable."

"What about the vegetables?"

"My mother said that it is a kind of affection for men to pick vegetables for women. When they see them, they will think that they have a good relationship with each other. Moreover, this is a reward and affirmation for women to do housework."

"... Your mother still has a whole set." Xiao Yiran suddenly wanted to see what kind of mother had taught such a huge and publicity with such surname.

"Of course ... hmm ... no meat, I really do n’t understand your girls, they do n’t eat and do n’t eat well all day long ...” Zhang Yang ’s chopsticks hold carrots on the left and cucumbers on the right, A depressed face scanned in Xiao Yiran's plump chest.

"... You ..." Xiao Yiran thought he was dirty, looked down and saw nothing, then looked up and stared at his chest, suddenly anxious, but helpless, only Staring fiercely at the open eyes.

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ps: ***, the computer is broken all morning, the display can't be turned on, the server can't be turned off, I depend! I did n’t have time for the computer company, but I asked a friend. It was as simple as making a bossy attempt to kill someone. Turn on the computer and wipe the memory stick with white paper, ok!