Chapter 11
Chapter 11
"Then why don't you specialize in psychology, what are you doing in the Faculty of Arts?"
"I like it." Qi Yu said with a matter-of-fact expression, "My dad is an expert in psychology, and I only have a superficial understanding of psychology. Besides, my dad understands it as a family. Well, you still have to learn."
Liang Xun was silent for a long time before looking enviously at Qi Yu, "Qi Yu, if my family thinks so, it will be fine."
"Liang Xun, there are gains and losses in everything. Don't be too entangled in the past to keep looking forward to the future." Qi Yu said, "You have to believe that the present is the best arrangement."
Liang Xun smiled knowingly, yes, he has Feng Sheng and everything is better than him.Liang Xun bid farewell to Qi Yu, briskly, and ran to the garage with some urgency, he wanted to see Feng Sheng, although it was less than two hours since we separated, but his longing overwhelmed him like a flood.
"Feng Sheng!" Liang Xun rushed into Feng Sheng's arms who was leaning on the car door, arching his eyes greedily, "I miss you."
Feng Sheng sent Liang Xun to the classroom at noon, and regretted not accompanying him to class in order to reduce the fire.
But holding the person in his arms at this moment, Feng Sheng felt that sometimes it's not always good to have a beautiful man in his arms.
After returning to the apartment, the two returned to their rooms. Feng Sheng quietly went to the bathroom to take a cold shower, while Liang Xun was holding Qi Yu's notes in his schoolbag, a little embarrassed. How would he explain to Feng Sheng what Qi Yu had done? for?He didn't dare to use Qi Yu's notes without explaining, and the vinegar jar around him saw him using Qi Yu's notes, so he must not use up all the vinegar at home when he cooks at night.
For the sake of unnecessary waste, Liang Xun felt that he still had to explain.
He knocked on Feng Sheng's door, and Feng Sheng opened the door wiping her hair.
"Why did you take a shower?"
"It's hot and sweaty."
Liang Xun heard about his armpits, but luckily, he is not prone to sweating, his armpits are dry and fresh, and has no smell, or he would be ashamed to death, it would be better for Feng Sheng to love cleanliness.
Feng Sheng put the towel on the cabinet, and pulled the wet hair with his hands.
"Is there a hair dryer?"
"Yes, it's okay, my hair is short, it will dry in a while."
Liang Xun: "Oh." The flattery plan failed, so Liang Xun planned to speak directly.
"A Sheng, in the morning..."
"That Jiang Chi..."
The two spoke at the same time, and looked at each other at the same time.
"Brother Xun, tell me first." Feng Sheng snorted the ends of Liang Xun's hair with some wet palms. The hair quality is really good and comfortable.
Liang Xun clarified Qi Yu's matter briefly, but skipped "Listen to him, you're right".
Feng Sheng propped his hands on the bed behind him, and looked narrowly at Liang Xun, "Brother Xun, your luck is really one after another, who is Eryuan?"
"Do you still remember the sorority of the eight major universities in the second semester of our second year of high school? Eryuan belongs to Linchen High School among the eight schools."
The Eight Universities Fellowship is a friendly exchange competition jointly held by eight universities in the three cities. The venue is provided by the eight universities in turn. The school recommends [-] students to participate. It lasts for three days and two nights. The content of the exchange competition is not limited.
Feng Sheng saw Liang Xun when he was in a coma, and he just thought Er Yuan looked familiar, but he forgot where he saw his name and what his name was. Feng Sheng has always been "obsessed", so it's not surprising that the name and the face don't match up.
After being reminded by Liang Xun, Feng Sheng remembered, "Tsk, I remembered, it turned out to be him, I remember he was still harassing you."
As one of the top three schools among the eight major colleges, Qingcheng High School naturally provided not too bad a venue. In the end, the venue that the school decided on was Taolin Private School, a century-old private school in Qingcheng.Liang Xun, as the president of Qingcheng High School Literature Club, was obliged to host a friendly literary competition during the exchange competition. The "three words and two languages" were decided after discussions at that time.
The so-called "three words and two languages" means that the Chinese characters given by the questioner are composed of three strokes, such as "工", "土", "山", etc. The respondent is only allowed to add two strokes to form a new character, and write the new character within 3 minutes The one with the most wins, and the Chinese character radical given by the questioner who cannot extend the application is required.
Eryuan has a wild personality and likes to run around. He escaped from Zhang Wenfeng's jurisdiction, and he was in such a good mood that he wanted to play with everything he saw. After visiting all the competition venues , found that the game of Liang Xun group was the most interesting and interesting, so he joined the game.
The competition team is composed of [-] students from eight universities. Linchen High School is represented by Eryuan, Qingcheng High School is represented by Liang Xun, and the other six schools do not elaborate too much.The questioners are onlookers from the eight universities. After discussing the three strokes, they write them on the question board and announce them to the contestants.
"口." The onlookers began to whisper after seeing the first round of questions, "This word is quite easy to form a new word."
"Well, just the word about the sound can say a few."
"I don't know which high school is going to win."
"I'm looking forward to it."
"Now invite the contestants of the three teams to start answering the questions."
After the host gave an order, the commotion around gradually subsided. Liang Xun, who was sitting in the seat, discussed the countermeasures with his classmates and began to answer the questions.The three-pointer was fleeting, and the host asked the eight students who maintained order to cover the answer boards of the eight universities with boards of the same size and stand on the table in their hands.
Liang Xun handed the board to Feng Sheng, and smiled at him. Feng Sheng's face was not obvious but his heart was full of joy. He walked up to the stage steadily and stood on the side closest to Liang Xun.
The classmate next to him: "Liang Xun, why did Feng Sheng go up?"
Liang Xun sat on the chair: "Oh, I don't know, it should be for help."
Can Feng Sheng help?The classmates around me rolled their eyes, it's no wonder!
"The rule of our competition is that the one who forms the most new characters wins. Under my command, the eight students will open the question board to the right at the same time. Each time a new character is opened, let's see which college will win the prize." Victory in this match!"
The host walked to the far left of the eight students and exposed the eight question boards to everyone's view.
"Now, eight students are asked to gently open the question board to display the first new character."
Listening to the instructions, the eight students bowed their heads and slowly pulled the whiteboard in front of the answering board to the right, and stopped when the first word was revealed.
Some people wrote "目", some wrote "Jia", and some wrote "Shen". All in all, they were all correct. There were no mistakes when No. 19 characters were consecutively written. When Feng Sheng opened the whiteboard to No. 20 When writing, he pursed his lips and smiled, and he saw that it was written by Liang Xun, and the handwriting was quite delicate and delicate.
No. 18 characters have four high schools that have not given new characters, and when No. 20 is three, there are only two colleges left on the field, Liang Xun and Eryuan.
Feng Sheng turned around and lifted the white paper and folded it to the back. He couldn't help laughing when he saw that the words on the back were almost all written by Liang Xun. Brother Xun's cultural foundation is also very good. Did he memorize a dictionary in his head?
Feng Sheng covered the whiteboard and turned around, followed the host's request to open the whiteboard again, and the word "Prisoner" appeared on the paper.
Eryuan over there is getting more and more surprised, did he write so much in 3 minutes?How is it possible? Eryuan wrote a total of 26 characters in Wubihua Chinese characters with the word "口". Eryuan didn't believe that Liang Xun could write more characters than himself.
At this time, Eryuan's 26 characters have been fully displayed. The girl beside Feng Sheng holds the question board in her arms and tilts her head to look at the answer board in his hand expectantly. Everyone holds their breath and looks at him expectantly. Sheng calmly opened the question board.
"It's knock!"
The students in the high school who were brushed down first hugged their heads and said angrily: "My God, this word is used a lot in normal times, how did you forget it?"
"Okay, students. Now the result of the competition is self-evident. Then let's ask this student to open all the whiteboards, and let's see what new words the contestants from Qingcheng High School still write, please."
Eryuan supported his body with both hands and leaned forward. Feng Sheng slowly uncovered the whiteboard. Except for the word "four" that had been answered, the characters "暴" and "电" were printed on the paper dignifiedly, making it easier for people to see it at a glance. Praise in my heart.
Eryuan fell down on the chair in admiration. Although his literary skills are not bad, compared with Liang Xun, who has read poetry and books since childhood, and is well versed in the past and present.
When it was lunch time, Eryuan ate with Liang Xun and Feng Sheng shamelessly, and the conversation became more and more joyful, and he followed Liang Xun every day during the three-day exchange match.
"There's no harassment, Eryuan is just out of temper and likes to cling to me." Liang Xun explained for Eryuan.
"It's not called harassment. After a few days of the exchange match, he followed you for a few days. You two didn't sleep together in those few days. You didn't do anything."
Feng Sheng sat up angrily, and bit Liang Xun's earlobe as punishment, "Brother Xun, you should apologize at this time, I'm your pillow, okay?"
Liang Xun's cheeks crept up to a suspicious blush, and he didn't know if it was because of his sensitive ears or Feng Sheng's phrase "the person next to his pillow".
"You... you said Jiang Chi just now, you know?" Liang Xun moved to the side, changing the topic.
Feng Sheng coughed, "Well, I've had someone check it out, and this matter probably needs to be resolved by Gu Liangshi in person."
"He came back from Morocco in about a few days. I sent him a message that day, and he seemed very impatient about it."
Feng Sheng said "Huh?", "Morocco? My brother has gone to Morocco too."
Liang Xun was a little confused for a while, "What is the relationship between elder brother and Gu Liangshi?"
"Recalling the day when Sister Yang told me that she was helping my brother to investigate something, it couldn't be such a coincidence." Feng Sheng touched his chin, "Auntie Fang seems to know something, she knows my brother."
That day, Fang Hui seemed to keep a secret about this matter, which made Feng Sheng a little uneasy. Even Fang Hui felt that the embarrassing matter could not be easily resolved.
Feng Sheng held Liang Xun's wrist, and pulled him into his arms, whatever, as long as Liang Xun was by his side, he could talk about anything, but whoever dares to touch Liang Xun should eat his fist.
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