Chapter 31: 31 I am the guardian

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Group chat [逢考必郭](27)

[ Lao Guo ]: [photo], boys, the dean said that for next year's enrollment brochure, we're going to put up pictures of members of our division directly!

[ Pan Xu ]: Hanging Lao Guo, enrollment reduction chapter.

[ Lao Guo ]: ?

[Jiang Feng]: The photo of my sister is so beautiful and gentle, they all praised you for your smile in the pupils of your eyes and your good manners. What were you thinking at the time, taking such a great shot?

[ Gan Wanhe ]: Old Money's buttons are crooked, I'm holding back a laugh, thinking of sad things.

[ Jiang Feng ]: What is grief?

[ Gan Wanhe ]: Pan Xu fails to graduate next year.

[ Pan Xu ]: ?

[ Lao Guo ]: ......

[R&D II - Chu Xi]: squinty-eyed smile.jpg

[ Lao Guo ]: [Red packet], it's a rare day off, you guys eat something nice.

*

"Congratulations, you've received $18 in red packets.

In the dormitory, Fang Zhiran rolled over, opened a certain game, drew a 10-company, and crooked the big guarantee.

Fang Zhiran stared at the screen for two seconds and uninstalled the game.

A broken game. You don't think he has to play it.

He'll put it back on in a few days when the anger dies down.

Sleep really is the body's self-repair, and after a night of settling in, he's refreshed and feels like he's come out of some kind of grip.

What's the big deal, it's just that Winter Teacher looks a little familiar, and then he even told me something bad about myself, and almost told Winter Teacher to change planets three times.

Fang Zhiran: "......"

I'm so bad.

The cell phone screen is cool again.

[Strange number]: Fang Zhiran, did you have something on your mind yesterday?

[Strange number]: I'm going back to U of B today with my research group, want to have an emergency physics fight with me.

The spirit of the fight was burning brightly, and Fang Zhiran thought it would not be a bad idea.

So go give Fu Yuzhuo some physical blows today?

He put his hands on the keyboard and was about to do a couple of beautiful Chinese phrases when his cell phone screen lit up-

Group chat [逢考必郭] (27)

[ Ji Xingchuan ]: Everyone is working hard, are you all free today? Let me treat you all to dinner.

[ Pan Xu ]: [链接-s市奢侈美食推荐][链接此生必吃昂贵美食][链接如何描写美食]

"Pan Xu" withdrew a message.

[ Gan Wanhe ]: Have some expensive ones, don't eat them if they're not expensive.

[Jiang Feng]: 1

[Chu Xi]: 1

[ Ji Xingchuan ]:@F

Fang Zhiran's brain was running at high speed, and he had no time for this news.

Ji Xingchuan = Winter Sensei, who repeated the formula in his mind several times in an effort to two-in-one.

The dimensional wall has been broken, this is the same person.

[Twitter alert, you have one new message.]

[@Voice Actor-Winter: in? Come out to the potluck]

[Station x alerts you that you have a new message.]

[Radio Anchor - Winter: In? Come out to the potluck.]

[Microsoft alerts you that you have a voice message.]

Fang Zhiran: "?"

With a bit of trepidation, he tapped on the voice message.

"Out for dinner." Ji Xingchuan says, "In or out?"

Fang Zhiran tasted it nine times. Well, this tone, this timbre, is the original tone.

There's a big difference between the original sound and the "winter" sound with the added technique, so it's not surprising that he couldn't hear it.

Again.

"Zhiran, are you stuck or is your cell phone stuck?" He Xuyang uttered, "Why do you keep playing that over and over again?"

Fang Zhiran : "......" forgot there was someone else in the house.

["Step into a Thousand Years" alerts you to a new message from your friend "Winter."]

[Winter]: Fang Zhiran, what app are you on at the moment? Soybean question mark.jpg

Fang Zhiran clenched his fists.

Did you search all the places I hang out.

Ji Xingchuan, you've got a secondary style, don't you?

Mr. Winter, you're three times this style, right?

He clicked on the division's WeChat group and returned a message-

[F]:(*^▽^*), I'll eat whatever Shifu invites me.

Fang Zhiran: "Bah."

Self-scorn.

[F] withdrew a message.

[F]: Have a feast, you better hold me up. Bunny laughing maniacally.jpg

After replying to the message, Fang Zhiran covered his face with his hands and fell on the bed.

You can't pretend to be good in the third dimension, and you can't pretend to be a little in the second.

I'm the clown.

"Are you going out?" He Xuyang asked him.

"Uh, division gathering." Fang Zhiran opens his closet and picks out his clothes for going out, "Wear whatever you want."

*

At the east gate of the school, Pan Xu sits on a marble ball and makes a phone call.

"What to wear?" He asked, "Brother Kang, didn't you read online that eating with the division is the same thing as going to work, so of course the uglier the better. Where does a graduate student have nice clothes."

"Understood." Jiang Feng said, "I'll put on my pajamas and come right away."

Twenty minutes later, a beautifully made-up Gan Wanhe arrived at the east gate, just in time to bump into Fang Zhiran, who was dressed in a new outfit.

"Who are those two monkeys on the stone ball?" Gan Wanhe asked with unmatched disgust, "What kind of rags are they wearing?"

"Don't recognize." Fang Zhiran said coldly.

Pan Xu: "......"

"Your senior is coming." Gan Wanhe reminded.

Fang Zhiran looked up, far away, the senior against the light, unhurried, all the way towards his direction, open trench coat carrying wrapped in the wind of late fall, so cold walk over, really quite the "winter" sound of that kind of temperament.

The man was seven steps away when he greeted, "There you are, Winter ......"

"?" Ji Xingchuan shifted, flashing against his face and covering Fang Zhiran's mouth.

Fang Zhiran: "?"

Oh, oh, oh, oh, sorry, big mistake.

"Winter what?" Gan Wanhe was puzzled.

"Dum-dum-dum-dum-dum-dum." Fang Zhiran said, "I'm pinning him down."

Fang Zhiran: "There you are, Ji Xingchuan."

Ji Xingchuan: "......"

What's with the sweating in the middle of winter.

"Let's go." Ji Xingchuan said, "I booked a restaurant near the school."

Fang Zhiran heard He Xuyang complaining that group dinners are boring, just a place to talk about academics.

He was ready to talk about his thesis, but along the way, his brothers and sisters talked about college gossip.

"Old Qian's family is having a second child, and he's short of money." Pan Xu said, "I've taken on several projects recently, and I think Qin Fan is getting tired of being dry."

"His son's name is good." Jiang Feng said, "Call it Qian Lai, it's too auspicious."

Fang Zhiran listened silently, these people made the lab their home every day, and they didn't miss a single piece of news about the academy.

"Is it all true?" Fang Zhiran asked, "Ji Xingchuan?"

Ji Xingchuan: "?"

Ji Xingchuan: "Do you want to think about what you used to call me?"

Fang Zhiran thought for a while, "I'm sorry, Senior Xing Chuan, you've just merged, I need to have an adjustment period."

"I've just merged, I'm not even drained, and you're going on acclimatization?" Ji Xingchuan asked.

"I'll take it." Fang Zhiran said.

The hand in his pocket suddenly felt the vibration of his cell phone, he took it out and answered the call from the unfamiliar number.

"Are you still coming?" On the other end of the phone was Fu Yuzhuo's voice, "This king is returning to the palace this afternoon."

"Go back to your lair, underdog." Fang Zhiran says, "I don't have time to launch a physical attack on you, I'm out for a get together with the division."

"Your division, you ate a few pounds of snacks yesterday at an academic conference, and you're still eating today?" Fu Yuzhuo asked incredulously.

"...... No personal attacks, my senior brother Pan is not a rice bucket." Fang Zhiran said, "Anyway, your father I'm not available today, hang up."

He slipped the phone back into his pocket.

The sound of the two of them undermining each other was not small, and the senior brothers and sisters heard them.

"Is that the boy from yesterday's meeting?" Gan Wanhe asked, "He kinda loves to play with you."

"He's looking for a fight." Fang Zhiran said.

Ji Xingchuan walked leisurely, the corners of his mouth curving lightly.

Inviting can't be fully interpreted as being competitive, and sometimes maybe it means something else.

But it doesn't matter. If you don't recognize your heart, you lose first, and you can't even touch the progress bar.

As we speak, the restaurant has arrived.

Fang Zhiran looked around, not bad, this restaurant looks high-class, dumping the cafeteria eighteen streets.

"Serve all the most expensive ones you have here." Pan Xu laughs heartily.

"I've ordered." Ji Xingchuan said, "Sit down for me."

The chatter on the road continued with another change of subject.

"If Senior Brother Ji doesn't invite us for dinner today, what are you guys planning to eat?" Jiang Feng asks, "I was planning to go to the mountains for a couple of autumn drinks."

"I was going to go online and see if there was a suitable meal." Gan Wanhe said.

Jiang Feng: "Ah? Takeout."

Fang Zhiran had originally planned to find an audio in his dorm room and nibble on some of his winter teacher's fragrant rice.

So he said, "Planning to nibble on two seasons ......"

Someone kicked him wildly in the leg.

"Ji ...... legs, chicken legs." Fang Zhiran said breathlessly, "Intend to eat chicken legs."

Ji Xingchuan took off his jacket and held his head for a moment.

Pan Xu skimmed, what the hell, he was out of school, why were there koda ducks around.

The waiter at this restaurant was quite fast, and they hadn't been seated for long before they were served dessert, a plucked banana.

Fang Zhiran: "Wow."

Bananas hey, he likes them. Brother is so good at ordering them.

He stopped talking, grabbed his bowl and focused on the small snack in front of him.

Ji Xingchuan's eyes sidelong over, the boys buried their heads and ate deliciously, some people play good acting negative points, but the eating is really gentleman.

"Ice cola!" Pan Xu beckoned, "Bring Senior's cup over, I'll get some ice coke and give Senior a pain in the ass."

Fang Zhiran, head up, dna moving.

"Don't give it to him." Fang Zhiran said, "He can't drink it,Dong ......"

Winter teacher said to drink less ice water.

"Give me a drink." He took Ji Xingchuan's cup.

Gan Wanhe: "Hey."

Jiang Feng: "Hey."

Fang Zhiran sat down gratefully, holding his glass of Coke.

Well, the list of crimes is long and exhaustive, but he's making progress.

A little winter Snowflakes has been able to keep winter coke off the dinner table.

The vocal cords of the winter teachers are guarded by me.

He looked up, "I ......"

A piece of apple was shoved into his mouth.

"Look at the cell phone." Ji Xingchuan said.

Fang Zhiran looked, on his cell phone, at the message Ji Xingchuan had just sent.

[ Ji Xingchuan ]: The subdimensional wall is slightly mended, and this is too leaky for you.

[ Ji Xingchuan ]: penguin sitting and shivering.jpg

[Joker]: ......