Chapter 022, women don't let their eyebrows go

Updated: 2012-10-0721:07:56 Word Count: 3419

Yang Xiahe, who had not seen him for a week, made a phone call to Fang Weifeng, saying that he wanted to visit Fang Weifeng's alma mater and dormitory, the latter hesitated for a moment and readily agreed, and waited at the gate of Zhejiang University for about fifteen minutes, and saw Yang Xiahe driving a low-key Volkswagen Passat, with colorful hair dyed back, wearing a T-shirt with a cartoon bear on his chest, a pair of jeans on his lower body, a pair of canvas shoes on his feet, and a mini bag on his back, which is quite a bit of the taste of the little girl next door. Yang Xiahe jumped out of the car and locked the car door, his hand naturally pulled to Fang Weifeng's arm, secretly glanced at Fang Weifeng's clean face from the corner of his eye, and asked in a worried whisper: "Brother Xiaofeng, how am I dressed today?" Yang Xiahe's appearance itself is seven or eight points similar to Yang Zijie, although he is only fifteen or sixteen years old, but his height is almost one meter six, slim and elegant, exuding a kind of beauty embryo temperament all over his body, and the previous Yang Xiahe, who has a rebellious personality and dresses very differently, is simply a world of difference, seeing Yang Xiahe looking at him expectantly, Fang Weifeng smiled at the corner of his mouth, pinched her blown-up face, and said softly: "Very good, much more pleasing to the eye than when I saw you for the first time." Yang Xiahe pouted and retorted in a low voice: "I used to be with the little green worm and the magpie, and if I didn't dress like that, I would look unsociable, and I also wanted to be angry with my mother." "Try to get involved with them as little as possible in the future. Yang Xiahe nodded obediently

Yang Xiahe, who had not seen him for a week, made a phone call to Fang Weifeng, saying that he wanted to visit Fang Weifeng's alma mater and dormitory, the latter hesitated for a moment and readily agreed, and waited at the gate of Zhejiang University for about fifteen minutes, and saw Yang Xiahe driving a low-key Volkswagen Passat, with colorful hair dyed back, wearing a T-shirt with a cartoon bear on his chest, a pair of jeans on his lower body, a pair of canvas shoes on his feet, and a mini bag on his back, which is quite a bit of the taste of the little girl next door.

Yang Xiahe jumped out of the car and locked the car door, his hand naturally pulled to Fang Weifeng's arm, secretly glanced at Fang Weifeng's clean face from the corner of his eye, and asked in a worried whisper: "Brother Xiaofeng, how am I dressed today?"

Yang Xiahe's appearance itself is seven or eight points similar to Yang Zijie, although he is only fifteen or sixteen years old, but his height is almost one meter six, slim and elegant, exuding a kind of beauty embryo temperament all over his body, and the previous Yang Xiahe, who has a rebellious personality and dresses very differently, is simply a world of difference, seeing Yang Xiahe looking at him expectantly, Fang Weifeng smiled at the corner of his mouth, pinched her blown-up face, and said softly: "Very good, much more pleasing to the eye than when I saw you for the first time." ”

Yang Xiahe pouted and retorted in a low voice: "I used to be with the little green worm and magpie, and if I didn't dress like that, I would look unsociable, and I also wanted to be angry with my mother." ”

"Try to get involved with them as little as possible in the future. ”

Yang Xiahe nodded obediently, raised his head slightly and said with a smug smile: "I have completely drawn a line with their group of people, they have asked me a few times in the past few days, but I have refused, and in the future, they will take their Yangguan Road, and I will cross my single-plank bridge." ”

"Are you going to die and never get along?" Fang Weifeng said with a dumb smile.

Yang Xiahe nodded affirmatively.

Fang Weifeng shook his head slightly, rubbed her jet-black hair, and said softly: " Don't be too extreme, it's better to have more friends than one more enemy, I advise you not to get involved with them too much, in the final analysis, the relationship between you is only because of the forces behind you are combined, and it is not strong, the tree will fall and the fox will definitely disperse, and there are things, there is no room for regret when you do wrong, although God has said that young people can be forgiven for making mistakes, and there are things that can be remembered when they are old, but the premise is that you have to live peacefully to old age to have the opportunity to reminisce, to be honest, I have also seen some of them, don't look at their backgrounds are good, but they are really not on the stage。 ”

Thinking of Huang Jingming, Du Lei and Princess Sophie who are far away in GZ, it is obvious that this group of friends that Yang Xiahe knows is really not on the stage.

Yang Xiahe nodded honestly, although he didn't understand almost two-thirds of the passage, but he took it seriously to heart.

Seeing that Yang Xiahe was still recalling what he said, Fang Weifeng, who didn't want to pull out the seedlings too much, knocked on Yang Xiahe's not stupid head, and said with a smile: "Do you want to go to the campus of Zhejiang University, which has a history of more than 100 years, or go to my kennel to inspect?"

"Kennel," Yang Xiahe stuck out his tongue embarrassedly when he spit out the word kennel, and whispered: "I haven't been to the boys' dormitory since I was a child." ”

"The boys' dormitory can actually be described in just two words," Fang Weifeng said with a smile.

"Which two words?" Yang Xiahe looked at Fang Weifeng with a curious look on his face, and his big eyes were very bright.

"Dirty, messy. ”

When he heard the words 'dirty' and 'messy', Yang Xiahe's beautiful embryo face was suddenly stunned, and his upright and small facial features were wrinkled, obviously he was born with a sense of resistance to this harsh environment, and he struggled in his mind for a long time before he gritted his silver teeth and said firmly: "Go to the dormitory." ”

"Aren't you afraid?" Fang Weifeng said with a playful smile.

"Don't be afraid," Yang Xiahe shook his head vigorously.

Fang Weifeng no longer teased Yang Xiahe, and took her to the direction of the dormitory, Yang Xiahe, who was snuggled next to Fang Weifeng, looked happy and sweet, and saw that the people passing by around him were looking at him and Fang Weifeng, and there were many people pointing in the distance, looking at Fang Weifeng with a small face full of confusion and said, "Brother Xiaofeng, why are they looking at us with those eyes?" After speaking, he lowered his head and checked his dress, and there was no thunderous place, and he was even more puzzled.

"Maybe I think that I, an old cow, are eating tender grass, and all the young people with patriotic spirit in the spirit of five stresses and four beauties, I can't wait to come up and cramp and peel me and save the beauty from fire and water!" Fang Weifeng said with a smile.

Yang Xiahe pouted, Yang Xiahe, who was unwilling to be visited as an animal in the zoo, held Fang Weifeng's hand a little tighter, raised his head slightly and said, "My tender grass is willing to give you this old cow to gnaw, it's useless for them to envy." ”

Yang Xiahe himself is not stupid, otherwise it would be impossible to be alone in the somewhat erosive circle of the little green worm and magpie, quite a bit out of the mud and not stained, without a little wisdom and foolish wisdom, how can it be possible?

Xiao Qingworm and Wei Feng, two scheming people, didn't mention it, even the magpie, who had always been big-chested and brainless, could see that Fang Weifeng was not simple, how could she not notice it? Tilting her head and thinking about it for a long time, she asked weakly, "Brother Xiaofeng, what did you do before?"

"Student," Fang Weifeng saw Yang Xiahe's disbelieving expression and said with a smile, "I don't believe it." ”

"Don't believe it," Yang Xiahe nodded honestly.

"Guess what. ”

"Don't guess, if you guess correctly, there is no reward," although she said so, Yang Xiahe still used her not stupid head to rack her brains to come up with an answer that she thought was the most appropriate: "The big yaman who specializes in seducing the teacher?"

"Guess again. ”

"Boss of the underworld. ”

Fang Weifeng smiled dumbly, knocked her head and said, "Go on." ”

"Arms dealers who sell drugs," Yang Xiahe boldly gave an answer.

"Scared?"

Yang Xiahe shook his head, and said with bright eyes: "I haven't seen what drugs and arms look like, if Brother Xiaofeng is true, take me to see it next time!"

"It's a shame that you dare to think that if I were an arms dealer, I would still run to school if I had nothing to do?"

"Develop the periphery!"

Fang Weifeng was speechless.

The two came to Fang Weifeng's dormitory, and saw Yang Xiahe with a pure face behind Fang Weifeng, except for the wasp in Mune, the eyes of the rich second-generation Fan Xinhua and the hypocrite You Guquan were all bright, and then they looked at Fang Weifeng with disdain.

Fan Xinhua ran over even more heartbrokenly, and said with a bitter face: "Little sister, hurry up and leave this man beside you, he is a demon, specializing in abducting and selling beautiful little girls, counting, you are the twenty-sixth girl she abducted this month, brother, my name is Fan Xinhua, I am a messenger of justice, I am dedicated to fighting against the big demon around you, believe in brother, hurry up to my brother, I will protect you, this demon will not hurt you." ”

Yang Xiahe, whose head had been short-circuited for a minute, rolled his eyes and said angrily: "I'm willing, besides, I think you are the uncle who specializes in selling goldfish to deceive little girls." ”

"Uncle?" Fan Xinhua roared with a heart-rending look that wanted to cry without tears: "Little sister, I'm only twenty years old......

"You look like you are forty years old," Yang Xiahe looked serious, with her innocent appearance and innocent eyes, Rao is Fan Xinhua, who has always claimed to be a master of flowers, almost thought that his current image was really like a forty-year-old uncle.

"Okay, stop playing with them, they're all badass," Fang Weifeng smiled.

"Well," Yang Xiahe nodded, seeing that the wasp was still fighting Dota, he trotted over and said, "It's stupid, it's so bad." ”

Seeing Yang Xiahe directly squeeze the wasp away, Fan Xinhua put his arms around Fang Weifeng's arm and said angrily: "Tell me honestly, how did such a good future little flower get hooked up with you?"

"I was her tutor. ”

"It's unreasonable!" Fan Xinhua said with a long roar on his face: "I knew that I would go to tutor her......"

"With your little bit of Taoism?" You Guquan, who was sitting on the top bunk, struck unscrupulously: "You must have cheated in the college entrance examination to get so many points!"

"Fart ......"

Seeing that the two were about to start a war again, Fang Weifeng walked directly back to the edge of his bed.

Fan Xinhua, who accidentally saw Yang Xiahe's smooth operation and position, and was about to tear his throat and have a third world war with You Guquan, walked over with a shocked face.

In the entire dormitory, You Guquan, who regards the computer as a companion, is undoubtedly the strongest Dota master, but obviously no longer has the first throne, because the little girl in front of her is several grades higher than You Guquan in terms of operation, position, and even tactics.

Half an hour.

The opposing heroes had to be slaughtered, and the base was ruthlessly destroyed.

For more than half a month, Fan Xinhua and Wasp were almost killed hundreds of times by their old opponents opposite, Fan Xinhua and the two became more and more frustrated, and the people on the other side seemed to be unhappy with the abuse of Fan Xinhua and the two.

It took five minutes before a message came from across the computer: "Oh boy, you're looking for a gunman." ”

Fan Xinhua, who had already sat back in front of the computer, laughed proudly a few times before quickly replying: "If you have the ability, you can also find a gunman to abuse us." ”

“......”

Fan Xinhua glanced at You Guquan provocatively, looked at Yang Xiahe with a straight face, and said: "Master, you accept me as an apprentice, your Dota level makes Xiao admire it a lot, like the water of the Yellow River gushing endlessly......"

Yang Xiahe rolled his eyes and said, "There's no time," After speaking, he sat on Fang Weifeng's bed, stretched lazily, yawned and said, "Brother Xiaofeng, I read too late last night, let's sleep here first!" After speaking, he didn't wait for Fang Weifeng to refuse, and fell directly on the bed and began to sleep.

Fang Weifeng shook his head, sat up and covered the cup for Yang Xiahe.

"Xiaofang, let her be my dota's master!" Fan Xinhua looked at Fang Weifeng with an eager face.

"She's still a junior high school student, so she doesn't have time to waste on you, and with your qualifications, even if you invite a god-level dota master, she won't be able to teach you ......"

"You don't have to bury people like this!" Fan Xinhua looked at Fang Weifeng with gritted teeth.

Fang Weifeng smiled and ignored Fan Xinhua.

"Is she really just a junior high school student?"

Fang Weifeng nodded.

"Damn, the current junior high school students are too rebellious! A yellow-haired girl's dota is better than me, is there any heavenly reason?" Fan Xinhua looked up to the sky with a sad face.