On the fourth floor of the teacher's dormitory, in a certain room, Pang Heiwa and Dongsheng put down their luggage and found a place to lie down.

"I'm tired, my dear mother." Pang Heiwa lay on the old sofa and sighed.

Hearing this, Dongsheng grinned and said, "You can be content, you don't have to squeeze the pig's nest, I'm secretly happy." ”

"Hehe" Pang Heiwa smiled: "It's mainly my brother, it's not worth mentioning, it's not worth mentioning." ”

"By the way, Dongsheng, do you say that my brother has a chance to catch up with Teacher Li?" As soon as Pang Heiwa turned her words, she asked Dongsheng a question.

"I don't think it's a good thing, Mr. Li is from the city, and your brother is all black and thick, I think Mr. Feng has a good chance," Dongsheng replied. Teacher Feng is the math teacher of Dongsheng and Pang Heiwa, his real name is Feng Hua, he is a thin and tall, fair-skinned young man who wears glasses and speaks.

"Hey, if it's Teacher Feng, then it's nothing to do with my brother." Pang Heiwa sighed, and then said: "However, Mr. Li still lives alone, which means that my brother still has a chance." ”

"And Teacher Li is so fragrant, I have smelled it for five years, I can't smell this fragrance on other female teachers and girls, I really want Teacher Li to be my sister-in-law." After speaking, Pang Heiwa also sniffed in the air with her nose, looking intoxicated.

Dong Sheng rolled his eyes and said in his heart, "Are you here to study?" Are you here to find your daughter-in-law, and are you worrying about your brother, or are you thinking about yourself, your expression is like saying, but if I am a few years younger, I will replace my brother. ”

Dongsheng didn't want to pay attention to him, he lay there looking at the ceiling, and suddenly thought of the uncle in the guard room, so he said: "Heiwa, do you know how Uncle Cao is blind?" ”

Hearing this, Pang Heiwa turned over and sat up, raised his hand and made a "shhhh

Speechless, Pang Heiwa stood up, twisted her neck, and said loudly: "Dongsheng, let's go eat." After speaking, he squeezed his eyebrows at Dongsheng and winked at him for a while.

"Let's go, I'm a little hungry too." Dongsheng heard the strings and knew the elegant meaning, and immediately responded casually.

The two locked the door with the key, and walked downstairs quickly, when passing by the gate guard room, Pang Heiwa also said hello to Uncle Cao loudly, but the figure turned his back to them, and did not respond and move loudly, there was no doubt about him, the two went straight to the cafeteria to eat, and after eating, they were ready to go back to the classroom for a while to study, Teacher Li said: Feel the life of junior high school in advance, and the two of them are also giggling along the way as if no one was around, until they sat down in the classroom, Pang Heiwa looked around the window, and said to Dongsheng in a suppressed voice: " Why did you suddenly remember to ask about this? ”

Dong Sheng thought for a while, and said in a low voice: "This is not the first time I have seen Uncle Cao, so I am a little curious." ”

"Don't inquire about this, I don't know." Pang Heiwa shrank her head after speaking, and continued: "When I only met Uncle Cao before, I was also curious, so I ran home to ask my mother, and my mother twisted her ears to warn me to ask less about it, I saw that her expression was serious, so I didn't ask about it again." ”

"But ......" Pang Heiwa paused, hesitated, and continued: "Once my mother drank too much and lay in the courtyard scolding, I listened to a few words, saying that it was a vigil...... Asking for a trick...... Saving people, anyway, it's such a mess, and in the end he scolded Uncle Cao for not knowing what to do. ”

Dong Sheng listened to the clouds, and there was only one big question mark in his head, so he asked casually: "Then you didn't go to explore Uncle Cao's foundation?" ”

"Liu Qingzhou! You can't think of your brother, right, I'm just a primary school student, why do I care about an old man every day, I eat too much orange peel stewed pork ribs in the cafeteria, right?" Pang Heiwa retorted unhappily.

"You look more like a high school student." Dongsheng said lightly.

"You're ......! Hum! Ignore you," after speaking, he turned his head to read the novel with a frown.

Dongsheng didn't care, glanced at the title of the book, "Dugu Nine Swords" four big characters iron painting silver hook printed on the yellowed cover, his heart was suddenly happy, involuntarily thought of a black face, thick eyebrows and big eyes of the big man, chivalrous robbery of the rich and help the poor only robbed the story of the color and not the wealth, and his face was also happy, so he left Uncle Cao behind, and was happy in his mind for a while, then took out the pen and began to make up the homework of each subject.

It was made up until half past nine, and Dongsheng did not create a miracle, and it seemed that he was destined to be scolded tomorrow, "Give up, tired." With a sigh in his heart, Dongsheng stopped writing, there were only a few people left in the classroom, and the Heiwa next to him was still immersed in the martial arts world and got carried away, raised his hand and patted Pang Heiwa's shoulder, interrupting his dream of being a black man, and his eyes signaled that he should go back, "Oh, let's go." Pang Heiwa glanced at him, and then got up and answered.

The two followed suit, Dongsheng was thinking about how to quibble with Teacher Li tomorrow, Pang Heiwa was still immersed in the illusory world of "Dugu Nine Swords" in a trance, in silence, the two of them had their own thoughts, and returned to the teacher's dormitory in the sparse crowd, when passing by the door pavilion, Dongsheng glanced at the guard room with his residual light, the light in the guard room was turned off, the light of the street lamp could not penetrate the glass, and it was as dark as ink as if it had the ability to devour light, "Uncle Cao has probably already slept, and the elderly just eat less and go to bed early." Dongsheng thoughtfully retracted his afterglow and followed Pang Heiwa upstairs.

On the fourth floor of the teacher's dormitory, the light was on in Teacher Pang's room, and Pang Heiwa skillfully opened the door with the key, "Huge baby!" casually called Teacher Pang, who was sitting in the living room watching TV, and followed Dongsheng to close the door, just like Teacher Pang Heiwa's enlarged version turned his head and said with a smile: "Little brother and Dongsheng are back, live here as if you were your own home." ”

"Brother! I was wrong, I don't call you a baby, and you don't call me a little brother, the more you listen, the weirder it becomes. Pang Heiwa begged for mercy.

"It's good that you stinky boy know, it's a mess for a day." Teacher Pang scolded with a smile.

Dongsheng looked at this scene and smiled, and followed Pang Heiwa to lie on the sofa together, the three of them lay down and watched TV, the TV played the preparations for the upcoming Olympic Games next year, and the three of them washed up and went back to the room, and when they sorted out their things, it was almost time to go to bed, the two lay on the bed, silent for a while, Pang Heiwa broke the silence, Xu is tonight's "Dugu Nine Swords" is too exciting, Pang Heiwa said: "Dongsheng, do you say that there are really martial arts masters in this world?" , Is it that one day, when I pass by a certain mountain, I will also meet an old man surnamed Feng, and then he will teach me a few tricks of Dugu Nine Swords? ”

Saying that, Pang Heiwa subconsciously shook her head, and then said: "I don't learn all the Dugu Nine Swords, I like that sword-breaking style, just learn this trick, and then go to the chivalrous road when the road is uneven, shout 'Breaking the Sword Style!'" ', cut down those hypocrites who play with swords. ”

"You have a big opinion on sword playing, blackface hero." Dongsheng teased.

"No, it's just that there are few good people who play swords in "Dugu Nine Swords"." Pang Heiwa argued.

"Okay, if you want me to say it's better to practice the knife directly." Dongsheng said.

"But I've watched "Dugu Nine Swords", and I can't think of a knife technique." Pang Heiwa said honestly.

Dongsheng was silent for a while, and after waiting for a long time, he said, "Dongsheng, are you asleep?" ”

"Nope." Dong Sheng responded and said, "Have you watched "Liancheng Jue"? ”

"Novels?" Pang Heiwa asked.

"Hmm." Dongsheng agreed, and then said: "It's not all novels, but also TV series, and there are powerful knife skills in it." ”

"What a powerful knife technique, tell me about it, I may dream when I sleep tonight." Pang Heiwa asked quickly.

"Blood Knife Sutra, slaughter gods and destroy ghosts, nothing is killed!" Dongsheng said lightly.

"It's amazing, it's just that the name is a little unlucky, is it suitable for me?" Pang Heiwa hesitated.

Dong Sheng thought for a while and said, "With my understanding of you, it's a good fit." After that, he said, "Sleep." ”

"Oh, then I'm asleep too." In reply, Pang Heiwa adjusted her sleeping position, ready to go to the big dream of his "Blood Knife Sutra", and suddenly asked in a flash of inspiration: "Then what are you practicing?" ”

"Liancheng Jue" came in a confused voice.

Pang Heiwa rolled her eyes, and then fell asleep and went to do his dream of being a black man.