Sheng Wang and Jiang Tian were absent-minded when they read WeChat, so they naturally did not notice the movement on the podium, nor did they hear the teacher saying "Go to the dormitory to see you at night."

When get out of class was over, the teacher posted a large table on the front door of the classroom. The tables were marked with the dates, and the training time for two weeks was divided into one square a day. The vertical columns were arranged in groups, with two groups, with a total of 20 groups.

At first, the students were wondering why they posted this form and surrounded them. As a result, the speaker took out the score sheets for the past two days and took the pen to score the scores in the form.

The day when pk wins, the 1 point was scored, and the one who loses is scored 0 points. Sheng Wang Jiang Tian won for two consecutive days, each with two 1s, and Bian Chen and Jiang Tian’s unlucky opponent lost for two consecutive days, each with two 0s.

People of this age are somewhat competitive and have thin skin. For a group of good students who are used to being praised, this table is simply a public execution, and the fighting spirit comes up all at once.

So the number of students who sneaked out to play that evening dropped sharply. Even after going out, they all returned to the dormitory at 7 or 8 o'clock.

The corridor was particularly lively on this day. In order to facilitate visits, the boys from No. 1 Middle School were all open in their dormitories, looking like they opened the door to welcome guests.

Sheng Wang and Jiang Tian came back after dinner. There were so many people in the corridor that they were in the market. Several boys were holding clothes and towels and ran back and forth between several dormitories. Someone asked loudly: "Erzi, why don't you even have a shower gel?"

"I just forgot to buy it after using it." A boy from the corridor spat into the bathroom window: "Where is your old tree bark still needs shower gel? You can rub soap."

"Get out of here."

"Do you wash it or not? Don't wash it out and replace it with others."

"Wash."

Sheng Wang looked puzzled and almost thought he had come to the public bathhouse: "What are you doing?"

"Can't you tell me? I'll take a shower in the bathroom." Bian Chen was still immersed in the afternoon pk, speaking with emotion. This person put everything on his face, and after watching it for a long time, it was quite straightforward.

The boy next to him pointed to the bulletin board next to the stairs and said, "Didn't you see the notification when you came up?"

"notify?"

Sheng Wang didn't pay attention.

Jiang Tian retreated and took a look, saying, "The water needs to be cut off."

"It seems to be a pipeline renovation or something. Anyway, the water will be cut off tonight." Someone explained, "The notice said it starts at 8 o'clock, but just now, the water in two dormitories was so small that they couldn't take a shower."

Bian Chen corrected: "There are three now."

"Oh yes, it starts from that end." The boy pointed to the other side of the corridor. "It's normal for the girls downstairs to go. I guess our floor is a little higher and the water pressure is not enough? Anyway, there may be no water before 8 o'clock. There are still twenty minutes left. If you want to take a shower, it's best to hurry up."

While talking, a howl came from a dormitory: "Fuck, the water is gone. I haven't washed my shower gel yet!"

The next door immediately responded, "Why don't you come here? I have it, so we can squeeze it."

"Squeeze your uncle, how can I get over there naked?"

"It's a fool to cover it!"

"I-go, you Mad."

The people in the corridor were stunned for a moment, and laughed crazy in an instant. The ghost roared and shouted, "Cover with it! Come with it!"

Within two minutes, a boy wearing shorts and wet all over rushed out of one dormitory with bare shirtlessness, and rushed to another dormitory.

Because the shower gel was too slippery, I staggered on the threshold, and then a group of boys rushed over and pulled his pants with a slutty laugh.

"My grass, beast!!!" The boy struggled away while pulling his waist and shouted: "You're right, wait for me, I'll catch one and pull one!"

Sheng Wang had never seen life in the dormitory, but he had never seen such a unrestrained person. He was stunned for a long time and pushed Jiang Tian back to the dormitory. When he entered the door, he muttered: "I am so cautious, they have no scruples at all."

Jiang Tian was typing down and thanking Zhao Xi for help on WeChat. He didn't react when he heard this and asked casually: "What are you careful?"

“…”

Sheng Wang closed the door with his hands behind his back and looked at him silently.

Jiang Tian turned his head, half-lowed his eyes and thought for a moment, and finally understood. He raised his eyelids, glanced across Sheng Wang's eyes, and then fell a little lightly down.

Sheng Wang felt that the door was hot with his back. He was about to say something, but his phone suddenly shook in his pocket. He took it out and saw that it was a WeChat message sent by Sheng Mingyang.

Health Encyclopedia: Is the get out of class over? Is it not convenient to answer the phone?

Sheng Wang's heart was thrilled.

Of course he knew it was just a coincidence, but at this time he saw his father's message, he always felt an uncontrollable guilt.

Jiang Tian didn't see the sender clearly. He just came back to his senses and left his gaze from Sheng Wang's lips. After a second, he turned back and said, "There are twenty minutes left, you can wash it first."

"I'll call back, you first." Sheng Wang said.

"Tel?" Jiang Tian asked.

Sheng Wang quickly turned off the screen and held his hand holding the phone down. The action seemed unintentional, but it actually had a bit of hidden meaning: "I asked me if I had finished class, so I probably came to wish me a happy birthday."

Jiang Tian nodded. He threw his phone next to the pillow, took clean clothes from the cabinet and went into the bathroom first, tried the water temperature, and then came out to remind Sheng Wang: "Don't use it for too long, there is not much hot water."

"Know."

Sheng Wang walked around the dormitory and finally went to the balcony. He put his elbow on the railing and stared at Sheng Mingyang's WeChat for a long time. Until his heartbeat that had just been shocked, he typed: It was particularly inconvenient.

Less than two seconds after sending it, the phone started to vibrate.

Sheng Wang bit the tip of his tongue and waited a few times before pressing it and pressing it on, saying, "Didn't I say it's inconvenient?"

Sheng Mingyang smiled in his words: "I can't understand your slander? Is it over?"

"Just getting off."

"It's really just gone?" Sheng Mingyang said, "It's past seven o'clock."

"Then ask me if the get out of class is over," Sheng Wang said.

Sheng Mingyang muttered "Boy" there, "Okay, my father is used to saying polite words, but he hasn't transferred them. Isn't it okay to admit his mistakes humbly?"

"Okay." Sheng Wang said.

"Have you eaten for dinner?" Sheng Mingyang said, "Are you not polite about this?"

"Just finished eating." Sheng Wang also said, "This time it's true."

Sheng Mingyang smiled: "I ate something, is the food over there okay?"

"The cafeteria is average. But there are many shops outside the door, and the taste is quite good."

"So I went out to eat with Xiaotian today?"

Hearing the word Xiaotian, Sheng Wang felt guilty again. He bowed his shoulder and lowered his head to press his joints, and then said in a casual tone: "No, I'm eating in the cafeteria."

"I didn't go out for my birthday?" Sheng Mingyang was a little surprised, "Oh, by the way, does Xiaotian not know your birthday today?"

Jiang Ou's voice came from beside him: "He knows, I told him a little earlier, and he said he knew that the director of the Political and Education Department had seen Xiao Wang's student information. He was the brother, but he didn't even say anything? I asked Xiao Wang--"

When he heard that Jiang Ou was coming to answer the phone, Sheng Wang quickly added: "It's past, it's past yesterday. We had a big meal outside last night."

For some reason, Jiang Ou's voice made him feel more guilty than Sheng Mingyang. Fortunately, after adding this sentence, Jiang Ou felt relieved and said nothing more.

"Then you have to thank Xiaotian." Sheng Mingyang said, "Not every brother remembers to celebrate his brother's birthday."

Before he knew it, he brought a business accent again. Sheng Wang nodded randomly and said, "Thank you."

Sheng Mingyang also told him to remember Jiang Tian’s birthday, and then he chatted for a few simple words before hanging up the phone under Sheng Wang’s urging.

He hung on the railing for a while and was stunned, and suddenly felt a little guilty and a little rebellious. It was not until the balcony door behind him was pushed open that the thoughts of chaos and conflict had a brief end.

Jiang Tian was wiping his hair while holding a towel. Because of the washing, his facial features were so clean that it was shining under the lamp. As soon as Sheng Wang saw him, all the messy thoughts were thrown behind his head, and the pleasure that continued from the early morning slowly poked out his head.

"Are you finished?" Jiang Tian asked.

"Yeah." Sheng Wang walked through the balcony door, grabbed his phone and narrowed his eyes and aimed at the upper bunk, then threw it out like a shot, right and fell into the thick and soft quilt at the end of the bed. All the vibrations instantly became muffled, as if blocking all external interference outside.

"I'll go take a shower." Sheng Wang took his clothes into the bathroom.

The water vapor in the space was not as strong as before. Maybe it was because of the cold weather, and it was not even too hot. Sheng Wang originally thought that he would wash it behind him. If there was not enough water, he would be the only one. Unexpectedly, the hot water was more than he thought, and it was enough to be faster. When the water flow slowly became smaller and cooler, he just finished washing.

Sheng Wang pushed the small window open to disperse the mist and walked out with his hair. Jiang Tian was already sitting at the table and writing the speech he would use tomorrow.

With the lessons learned from the previous day, they did not dare to forget their homework. After class, they honestly copied the topic of the speech and the question and answer after class. Sheng Wang put the towel around his neck and went to carry his schoolbag.

He took out his notebook and pen from his bag, pulled open another chair by the table and sat down. As soon as his arm was lying on the edge of the table, his mind began to flash back the clip from last night...

He held the corner of the table with his fingers and turned his head slightly. Later, he loosened his knuckles and curled up and didn't fall. Later, he grabbed Jiang Tian's arm.

...

This table is poisonous.

Sheng Wang stood up as soon as he sat down. He grabbed the notebook and pen and turned around twice, and climbed up the stairs to the upstairs in Jiang Tian's attention.

"Why are you going there?" Jiang Tian asked.

Sheng Wang sat down halfway down on the wooden stairs and said in a tone of meditation and sang Buddha: "I am happy."

Jiang Tian raised his eyebrows and said nothing. He nodded and looked down at the book. He had white wireless earphones in his ears. When he lowered his head, the curve of the muscles and bones on his shoulders would become very obvious, like a beautiful and sharp bow. The shoulders were very wide and the waist was very narrow. He had the unique feeling of this age, but was thin but not thin.

Sheng Wang never writes the entire article when writing a speech, but always writes keywords. This is fast and can make adjustments immediately, without the awkward feeling of rote memorization.

He remembered fragments of phrases in his notebook, and as he wrote, he couldn't help but look up at his brother's back.

After a while, he pursed his lips and suddenly stood up with the notebook and pen. He walked back to the table, pulled the chair away silently, and sat down beside Jiang Tian.

As soon as he put down his things, the people around him suddenly asked, "Why are you back?"

Sheng Wang was writing words while holding the pen. Hearing this, he glanced at him and then withdrew his gaze. After continuing to write a few letters, he said, "I'm happy."

The dormitory was very quiet, only the rustling sound of his pen sweeping across the page. His arm was against Jiang Tian's arm, and his skin touched the other's skin, and his body temperature was transmitted to each other without any obstruction.

After writing this phrase, he finally stopped writing in a sense of overflowing ambiguity.

He saw Jiang Tian take off one of his earphones and turn his head over, and his eyes rolled from his half-open eyes.
To be continued...