"The boys won, are there any girls?" Feng Jing then asked. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

"Do you know what a market is?" Lin Fei glanced at Feng Jing very unhappily and said.

"I don't know."

"Alright then, there's a girl." Lin Fei didn't explain anymore, rubbed his red and swollen eyes and lay on the bed, lifted the quilt in one go, and continued to knock on his mobile phone.

"And what about the girl who won?" Feng Jing asked Lin Fei, who had been tightly covered, with a tone of discussion.

"A thousand yuan, our man is out!" Jin Xin became a good man again, and explained to Feng Jing that those who seem to be in charge of people must have the ability to be a peacemaker, "The man who joined yesterday paid fifty 'meeting' fees, and today is one hundred, and it is also the last day." ”

"What about the woman?"

"Female, I don't know the details, I heard that it is the ideological work of Xu Aiyi, the school flower." Jin Xin half-tilted his head thoughtfully, as if he had infinite reverie for the goddess.

"School flowers? What is Xu? Feng Jing half-tilted his head, imagining what a woman who looked like a flower would look like.

"I'm ......dizzy" Jin Xin fell into bed, not asking about the world, Lin Fei said twice in the quilt, and Chen Yejun simply left the dormitory.

Feng Jing wanted to ask how to enter the "meeting" again, but when he saw this situation, he still closed his mouth, as a mute, he looked relatively normal, not so stupid.

Later, Lin Fei learned the rules of the game through the same table. They have an internal group, everyone who has paid the "due" fee can join, members supervise each other, if student A sends a message to student B within five minutes and does not reply, you can report to the group to eliminate B, and A can add ten points, to confirm that B is not online, the three people can add one point. If the student persists after a week, 1,000 points will be added, and the winner will be the one with the highest score.

I don't know when autumn came, there was no sound, and there was no fun, it seemed that in the south, a place called Dongcheng, it was impossible to distinguish what the four seasons of the year were, and whether there were four seasons of the year? Many people in Dongcheng are thinking about this profound question, including Feng Jing, no one can recognize how the changes between spring, summer and autumn change, as if this is a sin created by nature.

A cool breeze swept across his cheeks, Feng Jing raised his head, looked at the gray sky and gray clouds, and unconsciously, his heart began to be gray. In the blink of an eye, it has been more than three months since I left Rong'er, and there is a kind of unspeakable thought, like this gray cloud, you chase me, I chase him, I don't know why I am in such a hurry. When I think of someone, I don't know why I think of her, maybe I came to this world in such a hurry for some reason, and I met her in a hurry, simple and without leaving a trace.

Eh, I was hit by something, or I hit something, soft and soft, a very refreshing feeling, in front of my chest.

Suddenly, Feng Jing woke up, turned his gaze to his chest, and saw a strand of soft hair, drawing a perfect curve in the air, extremely beautiful, presumably using Rejoice.

"A, I'm sorry, I'm sorry." The soft-haired girl hurriedly apologized, as if a person thought he was wrong and had to apologize, no matter who got the advantage of it.

Among them, who got the cheap, Feng Jing? Who has lost the cheapness?

"It's okay, it's okay." Feng Jing said as he took two steps back.

Why did the two of them collide? Just like why two people meet, God's arrangement is still God's trick, but it is certain that the one who apologizes first when two children who don't look at the road collide is wrong and must apologize.

"It's you! Hello. The girl raised her head and saw Feng Jing's spotless face, her lips opened a small slit, she couldn't see her teeth, and she smiled beautifully.

"Uh-huh???" Feng Jing squeaked at a loss, "Hello! ”

"Don't know me anymore?" The girl's eyes widened at Feng Jing's eyes, as if she was about to eat or be eaten by the other party, "Ah Fei, leftovers." ”

Feng Jing didn't dare to look into her eyes, looked up at the sky at 45 degrees, and made a thinking gesture: "Oh, hello." ”

"Come to think of it, Feng Jing, right?" The girl used two in a row, like a naughty child.

"Do you know my name?" Feng Jing was a little surprised.

"I guess the boarders know about it."

"Oh, I didn't expect me to be so famous! What about you? Feng Jing was deeply depressed about the death of the canteen last time.

"What about you?"

"What's your name?"

"Wang Jingqiong, quiet quiet, Qionglou's Qiong."

"Oh, that ......" After a moment, Feng Jing pointed to the road behind Wang Jingqiong without knowing what to do.

"That'...... You'll be busy beforehand, and we'll talk when you're free. ”

"Well, goodbye."

"Goodbye."

Talking to a countryman, or with a top student, or with an introverted child like Feng Jing, is very depressing, boring, and even speechless, no matter how sexy and touching she is.

It is shameful for a boy to be shy, and society acquiesces like this, and even he is disgusted with his shyness identity. It's like Feng Jing didn't see the girl's face clearly just now and began to blame himself, and began to be depressed for the next time he saw him again, because he didn't know what she looked like at all, and goodbye was like meeting a stranger again, and he couldn't afford to call the title.

"Brother Dong." Feng Jing returned to the dormitory, saw that there was no one, walked to the corner and called a person named Dong.

"Senior brother, what do you command?" A slightly hoarse male voice came from the phone, presumably this is connected with the coolie energy, rough like a migrant worker in a construction site.

"Don't say that, I can't stand it, I want you to do a small favor, it's definitely a small favor for you."

"What's the matter, you say?"

"Aren't you very good at computers, our school ......" Feng Jing told the student organization of "who has the most market" to the person named Dong.

"Understood, you're asking me to get you a program."

"Let's just say that, it's all trivial."

"I can't get it, Master's ......"

"Brother Dong, Master Dong, don't use the master to press me, I'm really afraid, what conditions do you ......say?"

"Senior brother, where do you want to go, I'm really afraid of Master." Brother Dong paused and said, "Since Senior Brother has spoken, Senior Brother is not embarrassed. ”

"Let's say-" Feng Jing turned around and looked at the playground downstairs in the dormitory, where a few people sat on the grass and played with the grass, Feng Jing looked a little fascinated.

"That...... What kind of space is moving-"

"Big brother, you really can't learn that, and Master won't be able to!" Feng Jing immediately pulled his gaze back, his expression a little helpless.

"Come less, Master won't, where did you learn? Do you want to teach you to do it, brother-"

"You don't need to learn, you were born with it! If you don't believe me, go and ask Master. ”

"Master is willing to say that I don't have to follow your ass all day, senior brother."

"Brother Dong, what you said is a bit too much."

"Senior brother, I'm going to hang up if there's nothing to do, Master really called me!"

"Okay, I'll teach you when I go back." For the sake of the two thousand yuan, Feng Jingyi gritted his teeth and lied. Some people say that lying starts with writing essays, but suddenly Feng Jing felt that lying starts with interests, and writing essays is not about reputation!

"I'll just say, Master won't."

"You're amazing, then I'll leave this matter to you."

"It's okay, you're the winner."

"Well, don't talk about it, don't let Rong'er know."

"Understood."

"Then I'll hang up." Before I heard the other party's answer, the phone was hung up, and it seemed that it was a very good thing to grab someone. Feng Jing grinned and slowly slipped the phone into his pocket. A breeze swept through him, blowing the broken hair on his forehead slightly, and his face was full of "spring light" under the reflection of the slanting sun, just like the boys and girls sitting on the ground playing with the grass on the playground, and it was impossible to describe this "spring light" in specific words.

Only the dead can see the end of the war. - Plato

When a person's death is not his own death, then the death of the former is a harbinger of the coming of death.

On the second day of Feng Jing's entry into the "meeting", a man's corpse appeared in the stinky ditch outside the campus. On this day, Feng Jing was absent from class, and he was the "pointy" head in the class.

"I heard that the stinky ditch found a floating corpse again, it can't be him, right?" A girl gathered in the crowd, looking at the vacant desk.

"No, it won't."

"Maybe there's something wrong with that man."

"Did he mess with you?"

"I look like a bird and always pretend to be b, and I am disgusted when I see it, but now my eyes are much fresher."

"Hahaha, it looks like I have a chance to be on the throne of honor."

"I died early, don't you think it's all an accident with a pointed head?"

"If the floating corpse is really him, the murderer must be a pervert and pick the best."

The class bell rang, and a few chirping girls slowly returned to their seats as the head teacher came in.

"The principal asked me to pass on a message, go home as soon as possible, and don't fix up all day long." The head teacher glared at a pair of men and women who were muttering quietly, and raised the second half of the sentence by thirty decibels, "Especially for boarding students, it is important to study, but the premise is that you have the life to read, this is not to persuade everyone not to study, but to say don't die - it will really kill people's ......"

Before the head teacher's words were finished, there was an uproar below, and the most discussed was the esoteric question that reading is a dead person.

"Stop." The head teacher shouted out all the strength to eat milk, and the chatter below gradually stopped, "I believe everyone knows about the floating corpse in the ditch outside the school, to tell me bad news, the police and the school have preliminarily determined that the floating corpse is Jiang Kai of our class." ”

As soon as the words fell, there was chattering again, everyone was discussing what kind of person Jiang Kai was, and how perverted that perverted murderer was, no one was sad for an ugly man who didn't know how to communicate, what was his life worth? For oneself, that's called life.

The head teacher shook his head and walked out of the classroom. The classroom was still chattering, as if it were a discussion class or gossip class.

Feng Jing sat in the corner, looking out the window without saying a word, looking at the sky.

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