Chapter Twenty-Seven: Painted Skin

The experience of the Cold War between the sexes before made Chen Zhujun calm and calm in similar Cold Wars in the future. She walked out of the trap of those weak women in the past who were looking for death and life after falling out of love, went to school on time every day to make Chinese food, and took a ride to the mahjong parlor in the town in the afternoon, and lived out of a female man who stood up to the sky. It's really in response to the old saying "love frustration card field proud", love frustration, but the card field is a good one. After she cleared the previous IOUs one by one, she made a net profit of tens of thousands of yuan in cash in a few months. She added a gold necklace of no light weight to her neck, and a gold bracelet and two gold rings on her hands. Women don't depend on others financially, and they don't seem to depend on anyone else for other things. She and Zhang Yu have been in a cold war for half a year, and they have never relied on him at all. Their AA system is also implemented very seriously, and there has never been a slight fork.

Seeing Chen Zhujun's unbeatable appearance every day, Zhang Yu on the side was furious, only to feel that Chen Zhujun had fallen in love with some rich man outside. "Excuse me, tell me your QQ password. When WeChat has not yet made its grand debut, he can only use QQ as a weapon to spy on the other party's secrets.

"You've got something wrong with your brain. Because Chen Zhujun was once lucky, it was inevitable that he would be rich and generous when he spoke, and that tone was undoubtedly extremely uncomfortable to Zhang Yu.

"Sooner or later, one day, I will catch you," Zhang Yu looked at the glittering gold on Chen Zhujun's body, and said angrily, "You just wait and see." ”

"Nerves!" Every time the two negotiated, it ended in a quarrel.

It was not until the end of the year and Chinese New Year's Eve that Chen Zhujun's brother and sister-in-law, plus some relatives and friends around him, called the couple like a meeting, and after a serious conversation, Chen Zhujun was willing to move back to school.

After the two parted for half a year, there was no sense of being married for a long time, and they barely got into bed for a week, Zhang Yu unfortunately contracted urethritis once, and he didn't have time to go to the hospital to see a doctor, so he immediately scolded with suspicion, "What did you do to hide from me during the time I wasn't by your side?!" The tone and annoying gaze of Shengying were the handle of Chen Zhujun's immorality.

"What can I do, what else can I do?!" Chen Zhujun's gentle and elegant character has already been washed away in his ups and downs, and when she heard Zhang Yu's words, she was as angry as a street shrew, "Do you suspect that I am sick, then you and I can not be together at all, what kind of evil do you and I have to mix together?" You have never seen a woman in eight lifetimes, have I never seen a man in eight lifetimes? What kind of sin I created in my previous life, what kind of people I met in this life!" After speaking, a person walked into the back room angrily, and lay down in his clothes, "Remember, let's draw the line, let's use condoms. ”

"Use a condom?" Zhang Yu sarcastically said in a semantic pun, "You are really a master." ”

"I'm not high, I'm not low," Chen Zhujun sneered, "I know it in my own heart." ”

In this way, the two moved together, and within a week, they separated again. Zhang Yu slept in the outside room, and Chen Zhujun slept in the inside room. On holidays, the two each slept with their own children. When the two of them are in a bad mood, they each go back to their hometowns to sleep. Later, they thought that their hometown was secluded and desolate, so they simply stayed in the school.

In the eyes of outsiders, Chen Zhujun and Zhang Yu tacitly understand every day, and the tacit understanding is very good, and no one can guess that they are really in different beds and dreams, and they look like each other. They each hurriedly passed the time at work outside the day during the day, and when they came back, they each lay in their beds and used their mobile phones to pass the time.

"I've told you many times, give me your QQ password, I hope you don't take it as a deaf ear," Zhang Yu mentioned QQ again one night, "After all, we are still a legal husband and wife, is it wrong for a legitimate husband to ask his wife for a QQ password?"

Chen Zhujun ignored him.

In order to ask for Chen Zhujun's QQ password, the two almost went to court.

"Even if it's a legal couple, you have to let me have my own space," Chen Zhujun said, "I can't live in front of you like a glass man." ”

"You want space, so to speak, you must hide from me that you are dying," Zhang Yu said, "My previous women were not like this, I said east, they didn't dare to go west, unlike you, I said east, you prefer to go west." ”

"Did I see the light die?" Chen Zhujun said hysterically, "A dignified man, don't be like a woman with a long tongue all day long." Seeing the light die, how can you see the light die, you tell one or two facts, I am so willing. ”

"In the world, some things can only be done but not said, and some can only be said but not done, what do you want me to say about you?"

The daily beating of drums and gongs has become a compulsory subject in the daily life of the two. However, neither of them deliberately changed this unhappy day, on the contrary, both of them were like wearing horns, and they drilled into the days of beating drums and sifting gongs.

Chen Zhujun returned to the room, and he was even more obsessed with playing with his mobile phone, and many times he played alone all night. This made Zhang Yu, who lived in the next room, very unbearable, and countless bickering made him secretly feel that he was in a vulnerable position. Out of dignity, he felt compelled to take a drastic measure to show his manhood.

So, on a cold weekend, Zhang Yu slipped to a shroud shop in the town and bought a set of black long hexagrams worn by dead people and a black hat with long ears. Then I went to a toy store and bought a pair of off-white nail covers, two false fangs, and a mask. Then I went to a fireworks shop and bought a dozen fireworks, and went back to school without noticing. That night, when Chen Zhujun was playing with his mobile phone until midnight, he put on the props he bought in the outside room, put them on, held a dozen lit colorful fireworks, and tiptoed into Chen Zhujun's room.

Chen Zhujun was leaning on the head of the bed to watch a mobile phone TV series at that time, his eyes were half dim and half-flowered, and in the haze, he saw a black-faced fanged painting skin walking towards him, only to think that he had seen a ghost. Before she could shout for help, she fainted.

Zhang Yu dressed up as a painted skin just to scare Chen Zhujun and extinguish her usual prestige. I didn't expect a big incident to happen, so I panicked. He forgot to pinch the man, and just made a strong call. Several teachers were awakened in their sleep by his hurried phone calls, and everyone hurried to his door. When he opened the door, he saw Zhang Yu dressed up, and several people were so frightened that they turned around and ran.

"Don't run, don't be afraid, I'm the principal," Zhang Yu shouted, "I've got someone killed here, you guys help me quickly." ”

Several people twisted their faces in the dark, and after confirming that they had not encountered a ghost, they walked to Zhang Yu's room one by one tremblingly.