On the night of Monday on the 28th, Fang Heng, who was eating, received a call from Wang Mingming.

"Lao Fang, it's not strange that you say it, I can actually understand the lessons of the physics teacher and the math teacher today."

Fang Heng said in his heart, if he still didn't understand, it would be strange, Fang Heng with the help of a small blue bottle, even the psychological statistics were easily solved. Not to mention that Wang Mingming is only facing junior high school mathematics and junior high school physics.

On the phone, Fang Heng encouraged: "Ming'er, since you can understand it now, you will have to listen to the lecture in class that day, and you will have a monthly exam next week, so you must fight for yourself." Maybe if you work hard, you'll be in the top 10 this time. ”

Wang Mingming was a little excited, and promised: "Don't worry, old Fang, I will definitely scare to death those who say I cheated this time." ”

After a few make-up classes, Fang Heng gave Wang Mingming some materials, and Wang Mingming's interest in learning gradually became stronger, and even Wang Mingming's father called to inquire suspiciously, saying that Wang Mingming had been reading until 12 o'clock in the past few nights, and he didn't feel like his son anymore.

Fang Heng explained: "After Wang Mingming did well in the last exam, he was much more serious than before, and now he wants to study hard."

On the other end of the phone, Wang Mingming's father was very grateful to Fang Heng.

On the afternoon of December 4, Liang Zihao's Bian Que finally completed Fang Heng's first kill.

Liang Zihao's face turned red with excitement.

Fang Heng put down the mobile phone in his hand, quietly watched Liang Jiahao crying and laughing there, for a long time, Fang Heng said to Liang Jiahao: "Okay, you are out of school." From tomorrow onwards, you can go out and face the world and kill all sides. ”

Then Fang Heng picked up the test paper prepared on the side and said, "Let's start studying." ”

At this time, Liang Mengqi's eager voice sounded outside the door: "What's wrong with you, Jiahao?" ”

Fang Heng's face was not red and his heart was not beating: "It's okay, there is a math problem that he has been working on for a long time, and he finally made it." ”

Liang Mengqi left with full doubts.

The monthly exams for Chinese schools are scheduled for December 8th and 9th.

Liang Jiahao had already completed 9 classes, but on the evening of Tuesday, December 6, Fang Heng specially gave him an extra class.

told Liang Mengqi that the reason over there was also simple: "I am kind, buy nine and get one free." ”

Of course, before the start of this class, Fang Heng brewed Liang Jiahao a cup of goodwill "coffee". This night's review was also extra long, and it lasted until 11 o'clock before Fang Heng asked Liang Mengqi to send him back.

The 8th was a Thursday, just in time for the exam.

So Fang Heng adjusted Wang Mingming's make-up class time to Wednesday night, a cup of coffee with primary memory potion, Fang Heng gave Wang Mingming double insurance.

Liang Jiahao's tutoring has come to an end for the time being, and Fang Heng and Liang Mengqi are anxiously waiting for the results of the monthly exam. Wang Mingming's side had a class on Sunday morning, but Fang Heng said hello in advance and didn't go to class. Wang Mingming's parents also wanted to know whether their son's recent "convulsions-like learning" had been effective.

Everyone is waiting because next Monday, the results will be announced. There is also a parent-teacher meeting in the third grade of the foreign Chinese school, which is actually a mobilization meeting for the high school entrance examination.

This week, two major events happened in dormitory 105.

The first thing had something to do with Fang Heng, someone came to the bedroom and sent a sentence to Fang Heng:

Be a tutor and be a good tutor, don't think about anything else.

Fang Heng was not in the dormitory, and this sentence was passed down by Tang Sen.

Fang Heng didn't know why, but he told Tang Sen, and if there was such a person in the future, he would directly reply for him.

"You care about Lao Tzu!"

Tang Sen also said righteously: "If there is anything in the future, even if you respond, the brothers in the dormitory will definitely not say anything." ”

The second "big event", Song Xiang fell out of love again.

The sixth girl he chased after coming to college rejected him like the first five.

Song Xiang was heartbroken and had to take "happy medicine" every day to maintain his life.

The brothers in the dormitory want to get together and have a meal; Go clubbing; Hit a ball; Sing a song. And then comfort and comfort him by the way.

At noon on Saturday, Tang Sen, Jiang Haoyu, Zhao Yu, and Song Xiang, plus Tang Sen's girlfriend, came to Fang Heng's nest with a large bag of ingredients.

The kitchen is fully equipped, Fang Heng occasionally cooks, because he feels that the dishes cooked by the induction cooker are not fragrant, Fang Heng is also equipped with gas.

Chef Townsen, whose skills are not bad, was unanimously recognized by his roommates as having the style of a chef. made Townsend's girlfriend look admirable.

Fang Heng had to wonder if comforting Song Xiang was the main purpose today.

Stewed pork ribs with lotus root, braised pork, scrambled eggs with fungus, sliced bamboo shoots, lettuce with oyster sauce.

The taste is good, and you can see that this aspect has also been practiced.

Fang Heng grew up in the countryside, and cooking is naturally not bad. But today, Chef Townsend didn't make a move, and he had to let him pretend to be all.

Fang Heng just made a little peace and pulled a little stick.

Jiang Haoyu, a fat man who also grew up in the northwest, almost cried while eating the noodles on the plate.

That's what hometown tastes like.

After lunch, a group of people rushed to the billiard hall, which was also an important group activity of 105. But except for Zhao Yu, he didn't like this kind of exercise, so he went back to the bedroom to knit wool first.

Tang Sen's girlfriend also left because of something, leaving only Fang Heng and the four of them.

Fang Heng touched billiards when he was a freshman. It is also this billiards hall where he works part-time as a ball, only 400 yuan a month, and manages a dinner. The treatment is relatively pitiful, but when no one is around, he can practice by himself, come and go, and learn a rough idea, I can only say that I can play.

Things are not people, the owner of the billiard hall has already changed, and Fang Heng has also changed from a "caddy" to a consumer.

The time of the year flies by, and things are wrong, which is embarrassing.

Several people opened a table, and Tang Sen and Song Xiang came first.

Tang Sen's technique of playing billiards is wide open and closed, of course, this is actually a good name. On the rivers and lakes, it is generally called "a miracle".

But don't say it, that formation looks quite mighty, and even the adjacent table was surprised: "This brother has been a soldier, right?" ”

In fact, it's all to blame for Tang Sen shaving the same pot-lid hairstyle as the special forces Xiaozhuang.

Song Xiang, like Fang Heng, plays the most conservative on weekdays, often making a few balls near the hole entrance first, and then clearing it with one shot.

After Tang Sen, Song Xiang, and Jiang Haoyu finished taking two turns, Fang Heng came on the field.

Tang Sen turned out to be the champion, and he can really do miracles.

Townsend kicked off violently and the number 2 went into the pocket. Directly separated the ball, Townsend is small, Fang Hengda.

Then Townsend was lucky, hitting No. 5 hard, No. 5 didn't go in, but knocked No. 7 into the hole.

When luck always runs out, Townsen's next shot, after a crackling pool sound, unfortunately didn't score this time.

Then, Fang Heng hit the first shot, and the 15th happened to be near the hole, Fang Heng hit it with a blow and pulled back the low one.

Then the white ball coincidentally stopped behind the 10th, and the white ball, the 10th and the pocket mouth, the three points were almost in a straight line, and one shot went into the hole.

Then No. 11, No. 14, No. 9, and No. 12 were all cleared by Fang Heng with one shot, and the three roommates were stunned.

Tang Sen was not angry: "Eat shit!" ”

Jiang Haoyu gave a thumbs up: "Good ball." ”

Song Xiang still said the same thing: "It's amazing!" ”

Song Xiang likes to add a mood particle "嘞" at the end.

The position of the No. 13 ball was a little off, and Fang Heng hesitated for a moment before making a shot, but he did not score.

Fang Heng was a little disappointed. In fact, after drinking the potion, his billiards skills have not increased, but his prediction of angle and strength is much better than before, so there is the scene just now.

A few rounds later, Townsend was defeated and made a substitution.

Fang Heng held a few waves, it was too easy to win, and he was a little unhappy, and finally deliberately lost to Jiang Haoyu before he ended.

At about 5 o'clock in the evening, Zhao Yu opened a box at KTV and called them over.

The KTV and billiards hall are both outside the East End, not far away, just a few minutes away.

Tang Sen opened the door of the box, was the first to walk in, and then shouted loudly at Zhao Yu: "You have to weave wool when you sing a song, Lao Tzu believes in your evil." ”

The three people in the back all smiled, and they were speechless about Zhao Yu's hobby. Since he hadn't been in the dormitory for a while, Fang Heng also specially asked, "How many are they?" ”

Zhao Yu also replied with a smile: "Article 5, this one will be fine soon." ”

Fang Heng flipped through the scarf woven by Zhao Yu and praised: "Yes, there are patterns." ”

Zhao Yu said: "I'm going to give it away, and several of my good friends have to give one, and there are still four or five left." ”

106 people all know that Zhao Yu's good friends are all his high school classmates, and most of them are boys. Everyone secretly sighed in their hearts, what a deep foundation this must be, and they need to knit wool and send scarves by hand!

Fang Heng thought of this, a bad chill came from his tail spine, and he was glad that he had moved out of the dormitory, and he no longer had to worry about the dark nights.

When Song Xiang sang today, he was particularly sad, and the songs he ordered were also a little sad.

Every time he "falls out of love", he has to look like this, and the medicine can't be stopped!

Everyone's original intention was to comfort and comfort him, but the more he sang, the more sad he became. Fang Heng wanted to go back to the dormitory and get his bottle of "happy medicine" to save him.

Fortunately, Zhao Yu is a Maiba, and he treated Song Xiang's sadness by taking away the microphone.

After singing, Fang Heng couldn't sweep everyone's interest, and went to the Internet café all night together.

In one night's qualification, they only lost two, and they collectively advanced, and the three of them rushed to the golden rank. One by one, they all went back to their dormitories to sleep.

One weekend was gone.