Twenty rings

Chapter 1

Just before get out of class was over, SenseTime received a WeChat message with just one word: "hungry".

In the big classroom, the professor who taught ancient history was holding up his reading glasses and flipping through the roster to count people to answer questions: "Teacher, you don't answer the class, whether you understand or don't understand, I'm here alone, you see Is the teacher a joke!"

At the moment, more than 100 people in the classroom don't even fart.

The old man's surname is Gao, and he was nicknamed "Old Man Gao" in Balzac's masterpiece.

Shang Tang straightened his back, folded his arms, his face was like a piece of iron, and he frowned in his heart: half an hour ago, he received the WeChat message from his ancestor, who called him "starving to death", and now he became weak "hungry", and he would not leave class anymore I'm afraid it will turn the sky upside down if I bring him food.

He stood up resolutely, and used his chest to block the question that hung in the air for five or six minutes in the 200-person classroom with a guilty conscience.

It doesn't matter whether it's right or not, at least it's plausible and powerful, and the aura is so overwhelming that even old man Gao stares at him, waking up a few rows of fellow students who are sleeping in class.

Ten minutes later, Shangtang successfully rushed to the cafeteria to join the crowded queue. The hungry wolves, freshmen and sophomores, saw the eyes of others blocking the killing Buddha, and they all shortened a bit to make way for the senior brother.He even split his hands to send a text message to Xia Ke: "Four Canteen Roujiamo?"

The person on the other side was so hungry that he didn't even have the energy to type ok, so he returned a thumbs up emoji.

The outside of the dormitory building was covered with snow, and Shang Tang was wearing a down jacket. He was still standing upright, like a moving javelin. He strode up to the fourth floor with the box of Roujiamo, which was still warm.

Shangtang doesn't live in this building, which is basically a senior student.The second half of the senior year has just started, and there are not many people left in the dormitory.

Some accompanied their girlfriends to live outside, some did internships, and some were looking for jobs.Three of the four people in Xia Ke’s dormitory disappeared. He didn’t dare to let go of smoking when the other brothers were in the dormitory. Now he was the only one left. When he opened the door, the smoke effect followed the silence. Like Ling, Shang Tang almost didn't slam the door.

He frowned and looked around, Xia Ke was not there, but there was a sad sob from 408 at the end of the corridor.

Shang Tang pushed open the door of 408.

Just in time for Xia Ke to devour the last half drop of instant noodle soup hungrily, he stretched out his tongue to reach a little diced carrot, licked the fork clean three times, and then fell back into the chair like a power failure.His eyes are dull, his expression is sluggish, he looks like a severe muscle weakness, and his brain atrophy in his later years.

The fourth child in 408 only wore a pair of shorts all over his body, and was shaking and crying while wearing a quilt.

Shang Tang went out with a pale face, and pulled the boss of 408 in: "What's going on?"

The boss held a ceramic cup, looked with his head, and said enthusiastically: "Hey, you President Xia, you scum, beast! Not as good as a beast! Look at the four of us, we are blown away!"

The style of the school is pragmatic, and students generally have no desire to be officials.So much so that Xia Ke's appearance has been the president of the student council for one or two years.Shangtang was a year younger than him when he stepped down from his post in the last semester of his senior year, so he happened to take over.

Xia Ke is shameless, the student union wants more.Shang Tang could not wait to have "Our student union has nothing to do with this person" on his face, he emphasized: "The former president."

The boss glanced at Shang Tang and then at Xia Ke, shaking his head and shaking his head: "There is a difference between whether you can let go or not? With your hard work towards Lao Xia, what kind of ecstasy did he give you?" Seeing that Shang Tang's expression became more and more Ugly, stop immediately, and explain the tragedy that happened in 408 vividly.

It is said that the fourth child of 408 played games all night last night. He just got up at noon today. He took a shower happily, put on a pair of clean underwear, soaked in a bowl of authentic braised beef noodles, and was peeling ham sausage.

But said that gangster, tall and strong, rushed forward like a hungry wolf pouncing on a black tiger and digging out his heart. The fourth child felt that he had guarded his body like a jade for 22 years, and his innocence was at stake, so he screamed loudly, hoping to see a hero rescue him on the road!Just when he desperately thought that he would be ravaged by gangsters in this way and lose his precious virginity, how could he have expected——

The boss groaned indignantly: "If you say rape, you can rape, but you have abandoned the delicious body of the fourth child, and took the instant noodles! What do you make the fourth child think? Our fourth son has thin skin, tender flesh, red lips and white teeth, not to mention history. It’s also a tie flower, but it’s no better than a bowl of braised beef noodles when you’re naked, how can you be a good person when it gets out?”

The fourth daughter-in-law blew her nose twice to cooperate.

SenseTime said decisively: "My fault."

"Of course it's your fault for not bringing food to Lao Xia earlier and causing him to harm the dormitory next door." The boss curled his lips, and seeing the things in his hand, his eyes wandered: "Since it's your fault, that... our boss Si's mental damage fee?"

The victim stopped sobbing and came out of the corner.

Shang Tang looked at the situation, set aside two from the Roujiamo for Xia Ke, and handed out the rest.

Then he tore off the perpetrator who was glued to the chair like a plaster, and dragged him out the door.

Most of the smell of cigarettes in Xia Ke's dormitory dissipated.

The place was in a mess, and Shang Tang couldn't help cleaning it up for him: "I'm going home for the Lantern Festival, why did you mess up like this?"

Shake hadn't recovered from Hawking's state, and he let out a long sigh: "Fate—" the voice was too hoarse to hear.

His direct blog has been confirmed, the more optimistic his tutor is, the more he will oppress him, and he will be driven by his mentor with his senior brothers and sisters in the second semester of his senior year.

Working for a tutor would not have made him look like this. After he gets acquainted with his brothers and sisters, he needs someone to introduce him to private jobs, save books, substitute for teachers, hold remedial classes and so on, in short, to make money .

Shang Tang passed by him while he was doing something, seeing that he didn't even open the bag, he simply opened the bag himself and handed the Roujiamo to his mouth.Xia Ke was not polite at all, and chewed it as soon as he took it.

Shang Tang asked: "Lack of money again?"

Xia Ke is not born in a difficult family like him, but he is short of money. It’s good that he found a way to make money in his sophomore year. Shangtang heard that before he came, Xia Ke was a freshman when he came to the cafeteria. Standard, do not need school grants.With his mouth full of Roujiamo, he said vaguely, "The more money, the better... Oh, remember to remind me to pay you back the money for this Roujiamo."

I don’t care about the money for such a Roujiamo.Shang Tang felt a fire in his chest, and looked at him.

In the snowy weather after the Lantern Festival, Xia Ke was wearing a sleeveless camouflage T and a pair of gray pajamas that couldn't see his true colors.Short hair sticking up, bags under the eyes, bloodshot eyes, mouth full of greasy food, the whole person is 1.8 meters tall, with just the right muscles in his arms, and he sits twisted and twisted into three folds.A normal person should give him a slap when he saw it, but Shang Tang wanted to slap himself even more, and grabbed his neck: what vision, what aesthetics, bullshit, you are a good young man, and you just fell in love with such a person?

But he didn't say it, he could only admit it, and vented his anger on the sweeping floor.After a few seconds, as expected, Xia Ke was stuck in the throat with a big mouthful of Roujiamo, and he stretched out his hand dryly like a dying old man.Shang Tang swept under his bed without changing his face, and gave him the mineral water bottle.

Xia Ke was paralyzed after eating, and this time he covered his head with the quilt and fell into a deep sleep.

Shang Tang also didn't come out, swept the floor, tidied up the table, and then dragged a chair to sit facing the glass window, quietly watching the snowflakes flying outside.

The Lantern Festival is very early this year, only on February [-]th.It's only February [-]th today.

Shang Tang has no class in the afternoon, so he just reads journals here and does case analysis. After reading an article, he looks up at Xia Ke's quilt for a while.Four or five hours later, the alarm clock rang, and a long sigh came from Xia Ke's quilt.He got up yawning, turned off the alarm clock, grabbed two handfuls of hair, and his eyes started to move.SenseTime turned off the pdf journal, and narrated the narration rationally in his brain, and the words were correct: an American lizard ended hibernation.

Comparing Xia Ke's expression with just now, it is like the TV changing from black and white to color, finally alive.He turned his head to look at Shang Tang, his tone was very surprised: "Yo, you are here, when did you come? The people in this building are almost gone, and the two in 408 have been crying all day long and can't even make up the cards. Why not?" Pulling you to play cards?"

Shang Tang said indifferently: "Old man Gao asked me today whether you will go to this class or not."

Xia Ke let out an "ah" and said while washing his face and mouth, "I won't go for a few days, Valentine's Day will be soon... Take your notes for me first."

Shang Tang is not in the history department at all, he is from the School of Economics and Management, and he was completely fooled by Xia Ke when he attended such a festival on ancient history.Last year, when choosing courses, Xia Ke sincerely said to him: "Shangtang, you see we are getting busier and busier, I really want to take the same class as you." Everyone was full of affectionate voices, and Shang Tang would babble non-stop when he thought of it now, but at that time, by accident, he added that class to electives, and his palms were still sweaty.

Who knew that Xia Ke had lied to him, and since the start of class, he has not been out of work for a day, so he expects Shang Tang to take notes and highlight the key points for him every class without missing a knife.Shang Tang really mourned his misfortune and hated himself for not fighting: "I will cook for you, and I will teach you for you. Are you my girlfriend or am I your girlfriend?"

Xia Ke poked his head out with a foamy smile, and said meaningfully: "It's not impossible—I'll think about you after I spend Valentine's Day with Minmin."

When Shang Tang heard the first half of the sentence, his heart was lifted high, but when he heard the second half of the sentence, his face turned dark.

Every Valentine’s Day, Xia Ke would do a big thing, wholesale red roses and plush toys, 25 roses, [-] toys, and sell them on campus on the festival day.For male compatriots who have girlfriends, such despicable behavior is tantamount to highway robbery.

Shang Tang is not like Xia Ke, who can be brazen and brawling when he does such an outrageous thing.Mr. Shang gave a speech at the activities of the School of Economics and Management in his freshman year. He stood in a row with other student representatives in a white shirt and black trousers, like a white crane standing on one leg among chickens. The position of the influential figure among the large number of young masters and ladies in the courtyard.

Shangtang doesn't mix with Xia Ke's Valentine's Day to get rich, someone else does.The person who blended in was only one class later than him, but three years younger.

In the next class of SenseTime, there was a 16-year-old kid who went to college, and he was still studying in law school.Now in the second semester of her sophomore year, she is still a few months away from becoming an adult, so she can be said to be the key protection object of all the sisters in the school.

The kid is discussed on the school forum from time to time. His surname is Zhou, and his name is Minmin. The male compatriots are too lazy to choose words, so they take the first "Minmin" that jumps out with the same pronunciation. Driving away, those who didn't know thought it was both wisdom and beauty, as beautiful as Zhilan and as bright as roses, a combination of Zhou Zhiruo and Zhao Min.

On Valentine's Day, this little combination squatted by the side of the stall, poking the plush toy and said, "I said senior, your old man stepped down from the position of president at least, and you were reduced to selling in the street on the boulevard?"

Xia Ke, a retired veteran cadre, was in full swing lighting his pile of roses, gearing up to make a fortune. Now when he heard Zhou Minmin's words, he said leisurely: "I said, classmate Zhou, the tea gets cold as soon as you leave. You can't let the students meet you." Solve the pension problem for me."

Classmate Zhou scoffed at him and said tremblingly, "Why are you pretending to be high-minded."

He is very beautiful, smart and beautiful, with a youthful look all over his body, full of youth.It's just that I don't wear enough, a woolen coat in winter.It's no wonder that Xiao Zhou, who has always been picked up by car wherever he goes, the heater is blowing, and the seasons are like spring, has never learned to dress according to the weather.

His little face was pale from the cold, and he was shaking non-stop. In Xia Ke's eyes, he looked like a little animal shaking fur. Although he was a little thinner and not round, he was cute no matter how he looked.In the next second, the shameless senior arrested him and rubbed his hair in his arms. Zhou Minmin struggled and finally escaped, pointing at the former president and complaining: "You want to be shameless, you want to be shameless! I am here to help Yes, I'm not here to rub it for you!"

Smiling, Xia Ke pulled out a cartoon warm water bag with a plush cover from the pile of fur toys, and put it in Zhou Minmin's arms: "What can you do, I'm afraid of the cold without clothes, good boy, ah, sit here and watch Let's go."

Zhou Minmin muttered and sat down, holding the cat's hot water bag, looking at Xia Ke's back, before long he quietly smirked, and buried his face in the hot water bag.