"I'm so tired, I'm about to fall apart. Feng Zhengyuan, a big man in the northwest, collapsed on the floor when he returned to the dormitory, and said weakly.

"Oh, you can't just lie on the ground, it's not good for your health. Hurry up, hurry up. Walking behind, Amir exclaimed and went to pull him.

"Amir, leave me alone. Just let me die on the floor. Although he said this, he still sat up.

"Thank you, Amir. ”

"Don't be so polite, we are classmates and roommates, and it is right to help each other. Amir was also very tired, and after pulling Feng Yuanzheng up, he came to his place and sat down, and said to Hasr with a normal face:

"Hasr, your body is amazing, you don't have anything to do with such a heavy amount of training. ”

"It's okay, we used to wrestle a lot there, and the sports were more intense than military training. Hasr said a little shyly.

"Wrestling? I love wrestling the most. When I was in Ili, I used to wrestle with herders. Speaking of wrestling, Feng Yuanzheng came to his senses, and got up from the ground with an excited face. But as if he remembered something, he immediately became a little embarrassed again: "It's just that my skills are not good, and they don't fall with me." ”

"With your physique, are you still wrestling?" Zhu Ziqing pretended to be disdainful and said: "No wonder people don't fall with you." With your small body, you can be poked down with one finger. ”

"Zhu Ziqing, you can look down on me, but you can't look down on my love for wrestling. Feng Yuanzheng slapped the table and said unhappily.

"What, do you want to fight?" Zhu Ziqing pointed at Feng Yuanzheng and said to Hasr: "Hasir, kill him." ”

"Cut...... Unpromising. Feng Yuanzheng rolled his eyes and said.

"Haha......" Amir and Hasr burst into laughter, they were used to the situation.

After a few days of understanding, Zhu Ziqing was lucky to find out. His roommates don't have the kind of people who are selfish and don't care about the feelings of others. The public affairs of the dormitory are discussed by everyone.

Because of this, the friendship between the four of them has increased rapidly, and now they can make some innocuous jokes.

Hasr is a shy Mongolian guy who doesn't like to talk. A computer maniac, the kind that will die if you don't touch the computer for a day. But don't think he's online for fun. People are standard tech freaks, and they play programming or something. Anyway, Zhu Ziqing is a computer idiot and can't understand it at all.

Feng Yuanzheng is from Ili Prefecture on the frontier of the Western Regions, and his ancestors have lived in that place for generations. Cheerful and bold, especially playful.

Amir, an international student from the United States. The personality is similar to Feng Yuanzheng, but slightly more conservative than him. It's just that Zhu Ziqing always feels that his heart is too heavy and difficult to approach.

"But when it comes to the body, Zhu Ziqing, you're very strange. Feng Yuanzheng said after sitting down again.

"What are you doing?" Zhu Ziqing thought that he was going to take revenge for what happened just now.

"I'm serious. Feng Yuanzheng said seriously: "Every time you finish training, you are like no one." It's easier than Hasr. Don't believe you ask the two of them. ”

Amir and Hasr both nodded in approval of Feng's claims.

"And that's not all. After so many days of sunbathing, we have all darkened, and your complexion is still the same as when you first arrived. Feng Yuanzheng took out his hand, pulled out a photo and said:

"This is a group photo of the four of us before the military training. With a swipe of his finger, he switches to the next image.

"This is a picture we took yesterday. If you compare it, all three of us have darkened, only your skin tone has not changed. Zhu Ziqing and the three of them saw that he didn't look like a lie, so they all gathered around. I compared the two photos back and forth. That's true.

"I've observed the girls in my class. They apply a finger of sunscreen and other skin care products every day, and they are tanned. I've never seen you use any skincare products. But it's not dark at all. It's weird. ”

"Really, Zhu Ziqing, you really haven't changed at all. You kid can't be secretly using some special skin care products, right? Hasr said in surprise.

Although Amir didn't speak, from his eyes, Zhu Ziqing also saw the same meaning.

"Not really. We have a dormitory, you can see what I'm doing. Have you ever seen me use these things?" Zhu Ziqing denied.

"That's weird, what the hell is going on?"

It's not just the three of them who are weird. Zhu Ziqing was also strange. He had never paid attention to this aspect before, and if it weren't for Feng Yuanzheng to say it, he wouldn't have known.

He had noticed physical problems. During military training, he was tired and alive like everyone else, but he was alive and kicking again not long after he came down from the training ground. At that time, he thought that the reason for his good physique was not so simple now.

Zhu Ziqing was shocked in his heart. Is this a side effect of crossing? No one has ever experienced such a thing. No one knows what impact it will have on the traverser itself. He would rather not have any gold fingers than have any side effects.

But then he thought of another possibility. Could it be the sequelae of being smashed in the head and touching a certain area of the brain?

The brain is the most mysterious area, and until now human understanding of it is still at a relatively superficial stage. The flower pot that fell on the third floor only caused a slight concussion, which in itself was abnormal. It's not like hitting an area that humans don't know about, affecting normal functioning.

Whatever the possibility, though, it wasn't what he wanted. He would rather not have any bugs like gold fingers, and he doesn't want any physical problems. Health is more important than anything else.

But no matter what the reason is, it's a matter of privacy, and he doesn't want the three roommates to know. Pretended to laugh casually:

"I thought something was scaring me. I was born like that, I don't tan no matter how I get a tan. In the past, in junior high school and high school, many girls in our school envied my physique, crying and shouting to be my girlfriend. Brother was dismissive. ”

"Cut...... You just blow it. You're being strictly controlled by your girlfriend, don't you dare. ”

Sure enough, he had just finished speaking. The other three immediately dispersed and no longer bothered with this issue.

"But speaking of which, Zhu Ziqing, you're too lucky. Such an excellent girl has been met by you. Feng Yuanzheng said enviously.

"What, envy?" Zhu Ziqing said deliberately.

"Envy, envy for sure. Not only do I envy you, but do you know how many people in the whole school envy you? Feng Yuanzheng did not shy away from his thoughts:

"As far as I know, Lin Bao'er receives an average of ten bouquets of roses, twenty gifts, thirty love letters, and forty courtship text messages every day. So man, you have to watch carefully, don't be dug into the corner. ”

"Don't worry, with their little tricks, I don't care about it yet. ”

The matter between him and Lin Baoer is not a secret, and everyone in the dormitory knows about it. And several of them have also met each other. After seeing Lin Bao'er, the three of them were shocked. For Zhu Ziqing, it is an envy, jealousy, and hatred. It took him several days to invite guests before he let him go.

Several people chatted for a while, and when their strength recovered, they went to the bathroom to wash up and then went to bed. It is not accurate to say that there is a break. Anyone who has lived in a dormitory knows it. Generally, when you just lie down, you will hold a reclining meeting. Zhu Ziqing: They are no exception.

The four of them chatted and chatted, and they didn't know how to talk about Zhu Ziqing's novel.

"There's one thing I've never figured out. The instructor obviously said that he hated Zhu Ziqing the most, so why didn't he give him small shoes to wear. Feng Yuanzheng said suddenly.

"It's just, it seems to take care of you. The same mistakes are blind to you. Hasr also pandered.

"I also found out that the instructor likes you very much. I don't hate you at all. He said it was a lie to hate you properly. Amir followed suit.

"It's because he's been touched by my charisma. He deeply realized his mistakes and corrected them in time. And made amends for me. Zhu Ziqing began to talk nonsense.

"I think it's still a problem with Soldier Assault. I've been reading this book for the past few days, and it's so beautiful. The troops and soldiers are perfectly described. It's strange if the instructor doesn't like you. Feng Yuanzheng said.

"Have you read it? I heard the instructor say that almost every member of their troops has a copy. And every time I talked about this book, the instructor looked excited. What the hell are you talking about?" Hasr asked quickly.

"I bought the e-book online, and I'll share it with you. Just see for yourself. It's a classic indeed. He is worthy of being the most genius since the founding of the People's Republic of China. Feng Yuanzheng praised.

"Soldier Assault" did not sell well in society. With Zhu Ziqing's fame, less than one million copies were sold in half a year, not even a quarter of "Little Doudou".

None of the other three people in Zhu Ziqing's dormitory had read this novel. But he is very familiar with the 'Seven Nights Fairy Tale', and even Amir, a foreigner, knows Cinder and Thumbelina.

Don't think that this number is a lot, and it is simply not worth mentioning when it is spread over the heads of 1.4 billion people. Its main purchaser is the troops.

Military novels, especially the genre of "Soldier Assault", are not very popular with the general public. To paraphrase a common saying, "the seat is not popular". The reason for this is the lack of empathy for the public.

"Stop, stop. Why did it get to me again? Let's talk about something else. Zhu Ziqing didn't want to pull the topic on himself, so he quickly stopped.

"Tell me about it. You can't talk about national affairs every day," Feng Yuanzheng said.

"Why don't each of us tell a story about what happened around us. The more Zhu Ziqing spoke, the more he felt that he had a good idea.

"I agree ......"

"I agree with ...... too"

"I'm okay with ......"

"Who's coming first?"

"Hasr, he's a tech maniac, he can't tell a story. Let him say just a few words and change people. Don't waste time. ”

"You don't discriminate against technomaniacs, okay. Today I have to tell you a very long story. Hasr was not pleased.

"You speak, you speak. ”

"You know, we Mongolians worship wolves the most. Today I'm going to tell you the story of a man and a wolf. (To be continued......)