The second more's late's sorry.

Under Jiang Xiuqin's send-off and informing, Wu Huang returned to his dormitory in the school

The dormitory is not big, but it has a living room and a bathroom, like a small apartment, but it is the most minimalist kind

When Wu Huang returned to the dormitory, he saw that the two bunk iron frame beds were already full of birthday supplies and books.

In the dormitory, three middle-aged men and women were making their son's bed. When they saw Wu Huang coming in, their movements slowed down, and then they greeted Wu Huang with a smile. One of the aunts smiled and said, "Young man, you can live here too!" ”

Wu Huang smiled and nodded, "Well, yes!" Hello everyone, my name is Wu Huang, Koutian Wu, Huohuang Huang. He nodded to the others as he spoke, then looked at the three dorm boys one by one. Then he walked towards the iron frame bed that no one had tidied up.

"You are Wu Huang? This year's Nantian Provincial Science College Entrance Examination champion? One of the boys raised his head sharply, revealing an incredible look, as if he didn't expect that the top student in the college entrance examination would actually sleep with them

At the same time that the boy screamed out in shock, the eyes of the others also looked at Wu Huang. The other two boys didn't seem to expect it, and their eyes were somewhat shocked. As for the three middle-aged men and women, while their eyes flashed with shock, there was also a hint of kindness. My son will definitely grow up in the same dormitory with such a classmate! This is actually a normal thought that many parents have. It's like children are very annoying when they are with people who don't have a lot of things, and they are very relieved to be with people with good grades in school, even if they go out to play. I always feel that if I play with my classmates with good grades, my own children will get better grades.

Wu Huang smiled: "This is all in the past, you don't have to pay attention to it." ”

The boy who screamed before got up and said, "My name is Yang Cong, Mu Yiyang, Er Zongcong's nickname is Onion, I am very happy to be in the same dormitory with you in the next four years!" "This onion has a more outgoing personality, talks a lot and is afraid of life, and can talk to anyone.

The aunt who asked before turned around and smiled, "I'm Yang Cong's mother, since everyone is so fateful and can live together, otherwise, I'll have a treat when I go out at noon and rub it!" ”

The other two men laughed, "How can you break the bank!" I please, I please! The slightly chubby middle-aged man looked at Wu Huang, pointed to a relatively thin boy next to him who had not spoken, and said, "This is my child Gong Jiebei, and I hope you can take care of him in the future!" ”

The middle-aged man said that he had a treat, and the other one naturally would not be silent, and he also said that he wanted him to have a treat. However, Wu Huang could see that their family, except for Yang Cong's family, was actually not too wealthy. Whether you have confidence or not, whether you live the life of a rich person can sometimes be easily analyzed by looking at the appearance.

For example, the slightly chubby middle-aged man, Wu Huang grabbed a breath from him, and he could feel what his profession was. And the middle-aged man who spoke last, with big fingers and thick fingers, looked like he often did heavy work... However, Wu Huang could see that the blood and qi of this middle-aged man surnamed Zhao were much stronger than ordinary people, and compared to the slightly chubby middle-aged man surnamed Gong, it was at least two or three times more than that.

But their dress is not good, and it is not easy for such a family to send their children to school. Just like Wu Huang's adoptive father and adoptive mother sent him to school.

However, Wu Huang didn't say that he was in for a treat, but smiled with the three roommates, and turned around to make a quilt on his bed. I didn't plan to live here, but I made it look good and at least made people feel comfortable.

"Classmate Wu, didn't your parents send you to school?" The aunt made the bed for her son Yang Cong, picked up the broom, and swept it up while asking. …,

Wu Huang smiled and said, "They came and left!" Anyway, I can do it on my own. ”

"Mom! Don't sweep it, it's dusty, we'll sweep it ourselves. Yang Cong said as he snatched the broom from his mother's hand and put it aside, "I said it a long time ago, I've grown so big, why do I need you to send it!" But you just don't worry! ”

When her son said this, the aunt didn't think she was angry, she smiled, and picked up the boiling water bottle to boil the water.

Wu Huang looked at the mother and son, and thought about it, is it really not at ease that the aunt sent Yang Cong to the academy? There should be some reluctance in this! Well, in addition to reluctance, there should be a trace of pride, proud that my son can come to such a university...... Is this also a kind of love?

The mother is reluctant to give up, and the son wants to fly, which seems to be the unilateral emotion of the mother, just like the club that Principal Li once founded for him, and it is also the unilateral emotion of Principal Li himself.

The difference is that the son is a person, and the club is a thing. People have spirits, even if they don't understand it now, but one day, this love can be rewarded, but the club is just a dead thing, where does the dead thing come from? What kind of reward can President Li's efforts get?

Love, it seems, does not need to be reciprocated......

It's like affection, it's like love......

Just when Wu Huang's thoughts were flying, Yang Cong's mother said to Wu Huang: "Little Wu, don't be sad, if you miss your parents, just give them a call!" Are you going out for the first time? It seemed that seeing Wu Huang silent, with a dazed and overwhelmed look, the aunt asked with great concern.

Being disturbed by someone to think about himself, Wu Huang could only smile bitterly. But I feel a little strange in my heart, whether I have gone mad, why I always get into this horn and can't get out. The artistic conception is something that can be completed overnight.

So he took his heart and smiled: "Not really, I have left my parents to study since high school, and I am used to the life in the dormitory!" ”

Auntie smiled and nodded, looked at the watch on her wrist, and said with a smile: "It's not early, let's go have lunch now!" ”

In fact, it's only a little past ten o'clock now, but Yang Cong explained with a smile: "My mother has to catch the afternoon car back, and she has to go to work tomorrow, in fact, she can't use it at all・・・・・・"

In that case, everyone naturally has no opinion. And Wu Huang could see that the two middle-aged people were actually not very time-savvy people.

One of them packed up and went out. Three middle-aged people walked in front, Wu Huang and Yang Cong, Gong Jiebei, and another Zhao Xing, walking behind.

Yang Cong is relatively tall, even taller than Wu Huang, and the whole person is very sunny and talks a lot. Zhao Xing and Gong Jiebei were relatively silent, but Gong Jiebei's figure was thinner, as if a gust of wind could blow him away, and the whole thing gave people a very weak feeling. Zhao Xing is different from the two of them, although Zhao Xing's figure is not as tall as Yang Cong, but his muscles are very strong, he should be a foundation that has been polished since he was a child, and the blood on his body is much stronger than Yang Cong, a tall man. Wu Huang estimated that if Yang Cong was allowed to fight with Zhao Xing, Yang Cong might be beaten to the ground.

And Zhao Xing's silence was obviously deliberately pretended, his smart eyes and Gong Jiebei's scattered eyes were two different extremes.

Gong Jiebei is a more introverted person, but Zhao Xing is definitely not as silent as he seems on the surface. His silence should be a process of adaptation to the new environment. Just like a beast, when it comes to a new environment, it will always look around vigilantly, and if something happens, its hair will suddenly explode. In Wu Huang's opinion, this Zhao Xing is such a beast. …,

It can be seen that this Zhao Xing has practiced martial arts, but it is not internal strength, at best, he is just the most ordinary physical cultivator, and he is not even a physical cultivator. Compared to a first-class Qi cultivator like Wu Huang, it was not comparable at all. In Wu Huang's eyes, everything about Zhao Xing has nothing to hide.

"Zhao Xing, have you practiced martial arts?" Wu Huang asked with a smile.

Zhao Xing glanced at Wu Huang and said, "How did you see it?" ”

Wu Huang smiled and said: "Because I have also practiced, your walking posture and lower plate are very stable, this kind of stability, ordinary people can't see it, but those who have practiced it can feel it very easily." Wu Huang snorted at the three middle-aged men and women in front of him, and said, "Look at your father and Uncle Gong, what is the difference between their steps?" When Uncle Zhao walks, his shoulders don't shake, his body doesn't shake, which is completely different from Uncle Gong......"

Hearing Wu Huang say this, Zhao Xing's eyes lit up slightly, looked at Wu Huang, and said, "Find a chance, let's refine!?" ”

Wu Huang was stunned, laughed, and said, "Okay! ”

"Wu Huang!"

The four of them were walking to the school gate when suddenly, a shout came from the side.

Wu Huang and the four of them naturally turned around and looked, Yang Cong was stunned, Zhao Xing was also stunned, but Gong Jiebei was stunned, quickly came back to his senses, and then blushed and lowered his head.

Wu Huang looked at the owner who shouted, Mu Rong was walking up with some receipts and some documents, and when he saw the three people beside Wu Huang, he naturally smiled at them and said, "You are Wu Huang's roommates!" Hello! As she spoke, she stuffed the things in her hand to Wu Huang, and said, "These things are proof of the receipt of the previous registration, well, you can collect it yourself・・・・・・"

"This thing, it's useless!" Wu Huang frowned, but he still took it, folded it casually, and stuffed it into his pocket.

"Wu Huang, this one, is your girlfriend?" Yang Cong glanced at Wu Huang, then looked at Mu Rong, and said, "I am Wu Huang's roommate, named Yang Cong. ”

Mu Rong naturally chose to shake her head and said, "We are just ordinary friends!" ”

Yang Cong smiled and said, "Ordinary friends, oh! Find out! We're going to dinner, so come along! ”

Mu Rong was just about to refuse, the mobile phone in Wu Huang's pocket rang, Wu Huang took it out and took a look, and found that it was actually Wang Shiying's phone, so his brows frowned slightly, "Officer Wang, is there something wrong?" ”

"Are you free? The Liu family wants to see my boyfriend, that is, you! ”

"I ・・・・・・ when did I become your ......" Wu Huang glanced at Mu Rong as he spoke, swallowed his words back, and said at the end: "I'm not free!" Then he cut off the phone.

Hearing Wu Huang's words, Mu Rong snorted lightly, glared at Wu Huang, turned around and left.

Seeing this situation, Yang Cong and the others showed a look of surprise, and Yang Cong even stabbed Wu Huang and said, "Don't catch up yet, you're really bullish/driving to death!" ”