Chapter 49: 49 Can anyone do this pose?

U of A Master's and Doctoral Programs - Physics Section

I think we're rehearsing for the New Year's Day party and the orientation party for freshmen. What are the programs for each division?"]

1L (Lab Dobie): Welcome to support our Lemen's poem recitation, "I Love Writing Papers".

2L(F): What a disgusting show.

3L (lab dobby):.

4L (with more hair): I think Chen Men got a dub show, it's kind of fun.

5L (High Score Spray): I want to see Guo Men, their division has high face value. Make an advertisement [A University of Chemical Sciences Master's and Doctor's League welcome to come and play].

6L (Lifelike): Guo Men are not attending this year to prepare for Physics Match.

7L (with more hair): I think I just saw Ji Xingchuan and his little brother, they seem to be acting together a lot lately.

8L (Zi Ganlan): Hey, hey, hey, hey, more lines, more movement.

9L (Sheng Jiang): ......

-

Fang Zhiran lies on his stomach at the office desk, occupying the best napping spot.

On the floor behind her, Pan Xu sleeps on her computer in the shape of a starfish.

At the end of every Comic-Con, it was hard for him to wake up from the "ma'am," "teacher," "mimi," and so on, and return to his office, where the atmosphere of academics was strong.

Ji Xingchuan, on the other hand, is incredibly energetic, chasing someone across the country yesterday, and just returning today, he puts on his lab coat and dives into the lab to roll up all the students and faculty.

Just after two o'clock in the afternoon, the tired Fang Zhiran yawned and lazily swiped through the circle of friends.

Ji Xingchuan is quite active, he just changed his group and this person liked and commented on every piece of his content.

@ Ji Xingchuan : The king of Comic-Con, Mr. Snowflakes. Kudos.jpg

@ Ji Xingchuan : This wig looks so touchable.

@ Ji Xingchuan : Mr. Snowflakes, did you promise me a cosplay commission that year? Penguin jumping and screaming.jpg

Fang Zhiran: "......"

This voice actor, how does he type like he has a voice.

The noise made his head hurt.

He followed the tweet he had sent and clicked into the x-site-

[Annual Poll: Best Cos Commissioned Teacher]

[Currently number one: cosplayer Snowflakes]

He scanned the comments section and sure enough it dried up.

@WorkingToDie: I know you guys like Snowflakes, but this is a proxy list, can you stop voting for Snowflakes when you see them?

@ Snowflakes Peopling North Wind: If you don't want to pay for it, buy it yourself for a dollar a ticket, and send your boobs up there.

@ Autumn's Little Snowflakes: Hot knowledge, Snowflakes fans see what to vote for, after all, he's still hanging on to the [Vote for Cosplayer: Most Wanted to See TA Wear a Short Skirt] list one.

Little Snowflakes of @Donk Season : Look at the voting contribution list, Winter Teacher contributed 5000 votes hahaha.

@Talking Tough: Go away high-fashion. But Snowflakes, he really hasn't done a single cosplay commission, he doesn't deserve it! Snowflakes doesn't know how to do cos commissions, the great winter enemy.

Fang Zhiran: "......"

He ...... took it, but didn t give it out.

When he borrowed Ji Xingchuan's dormitory for a live broadcast earlier, he said he could give the other party a commission.

Little Snowflakes is a man of his word, a man of his word, not of his air.

But Ji Xingchuan didn't say which character he wanted.

White hair?

He opened his Twitter account and clicked on the very eye-catching "Winter in Little Snowflakes".

He'd browsed Mr. Winter's Twitter feed countless times, and he'd never seen any particular preference for any character the man had ever had.

@LittleSnowflakes's Winter liked Qin Ying, the white-haired cheongsam beauty.

@LittleSnowflakes liked Qin Ying's winter battle scene.

@LittleSnowflakesWinter liked the video "White Hair, Short Skirts, Goodness on Earth.

Fang Zhiran: "......"

Like this lately?

If he remembers correctly, a cos commission is dressing up as a character and accompanying the other person as the character for a period of time? Shopping or doing something else, all depending on how the other person mentions it?

But what kind of dress is it in the middle of winter? I want to freeze him into Snowflakes.

Heartless and out of his ass, he shook his head and exited the other man's homepage.

His arm touched the bag on the table with a soft clink.

The bag from moncler outlet store Liu's pharmacy is still on the desk at this moment.

That day he didn't even realize he was hurt, Ji Xingchuan had already bought the medicine.

How closely observed does one have to be to realize that he's abraded by his clothes.

Fang Zhiran: "......"

Fang Zhiran slammed the table, startling a puddle of Pan Xu.

Ah out out out out, Fang Zhiran buy fake fur and cosplay now.

After this commission, don't think about me anymore.

Pan Xu: "?"

With his sleepiness gone, Fang Zhiran picked himself up and went to change into his lab coat.

He swiped his student card and entered the door, Qian Men probably just finished an experiment and was cleaning up the lab bench, Qin Fan was holding a mop and was mopping the floor with his head buried in his hands, his eyelids drooping as if he was fast asleep, and when he saw him come in, he took several steps backward with the mop and retreated to the door.

"Where is your father?" Fang Zhiran asked.

Qin Fan: "......"

Fang Zhiran didn't bother to pay attention to him as he took a few steps to Ji Xingchuan's side: "How far along are we? I'll help you."

"Just in time, you help me redo this sample." Ji Xingchuan said, "I have a meeting later on behalf of Lao Guo."

"You go." Fang Zhiran said, "Have a good meeting."

"How can a meeting be pleasant?" Ji Xingchuan, unable to stop crying and laughing, urged, as usual, "Operate with safety in mind."

He headed straight out of the lab, removing his gloves as he went, tossing them into the trash can outside the lab door, and opening a nearby locker.

There was a missed call on his cell phone and he called back.

"Something wrong?" He asked as he walked.

"Oops son." Yu Jin says, "I took the operation's cell phone last night to give a few likes to the company's outgoing fanfic homage, and I just realized that I was logged in as your number."

"Get yourself online and cancel the likes." She said.

"It's fine." Ji Xingchuan said, "It's just a few likes, no one will notice, it's all secondary related, no one will say much if they do notice, that's it, I'm going to the meeting."

He hung up and turned into the conference room at the end of the hallway.

In the lab, Fang Zhiran finished the samples Ji Xingchuan wanted, wrote Ji Xingchuan's name on the label, and stuck it on the bag.

He was about to go get some water to drink when someone approached him.

"Junior Master." The person who came was Tan Yiyu, a doctoral student from the Chen Clan, she looked around and opened her mouth as if she was a bit hesitant, "Is Ji Xingchuan not here?"

"Went to a meeting." Fang Zhiran said truthfully, "What does Sister want with him?"

"There was a problem with the experiment and I wanted to ask him ......" muttered the other, "Did he say when he'd be back?"

"No." Fang Zhiran suggested, "Why don't you ask your mentor?"

The other man was a little disappointed and walked away shaking his head.

Fang Zhiran: "?"

What?

Wouldn't your tutor?

He changed out of his lab coat and went back to his office to rest.

It's already 4:30 in the afternoon, but Senior Pan is still sleeping.

"Get up." Fang Zhiran kicked the man, "You're going to make us Guo Men look very uninspired."

"I didn't sleep on the porch." Pan Xu rubs his eyes.

"I don't know what happened to the door, it's stuck shut." Fang Zhiran said, "You're no different from sleeping in the hallway."

Pan Xu: "?"

Pan Xu sat on the windowsill with his computer in his arms.

"I heard from my three chemistry student friends that there's a sorority at the chemistry school tonight." Pan Xu says, "Is Fang Zhiran going to hang out?"

"Not going." Fang Zhiran refuses, "Are you making three friends from every academy?"

"Right." Pan Xu says, "Easy to take, weak water, only three scoops are enough."

Fang Zhiran: "?"

Fetch what? What is it?

"It's almost five o'clock. Are you having dinner?" Pan Xu asked, "Both of us?"

Fang Zhiran hesitated for a moment.

"Do you want to wait for Ji Xingchuan to come along?" Pan Xu asked.

"No no no." Fang Zhiran said.

Pan Xu: "?"

You're a triple threat too?

*

Fang Zhiran and Pan Xu line up in front of the fried rice window in the third cafeteria, the best place to eat at the University of A.

"When I just asked you to eat, why were you silent for half a second with your eyes slightly raised and the corners of your mouth slightly pressed?" Pan Xu asked.

"You arrived at the office at twelve-thirty, slept until four-thirty, and opened your mouth to call for dinner." Fang Zhiran patted Pan Xu's shoulder hard, "I'm worried about your future."

Pan Xu: "......"

Pan Xu: "Ouch."

"Auntie, ask for the cheapest fried rice." Fang Zhiran finished swiping his card and stepped back, playing with his cell phone while waiting for Pan Xu.

"Why don't you eat a most expensive fried rice." Pan Xu asked, "You're so skinny and your wrists are so thin ...... Huh?"

A message from Ji Xingchuan popped up on Fang Zhiran's cell phone screen.

[Ji Xingchuan]: [Voice]

"He gave you an assignment to send a voice?" Pan Xu winced, "The devil."

"What did he send you?" Fang Zhiran asked.

"We're on our own, we're secretly spitting." Pan Xu took out his cell phone and opened the chat box with Ji Xingchuan.

[ Ji Xingchuan ]: The lab report, give it to me in five hours.

[ Ji Xingchuan ]: Literature review rewrite, get it to me in 2 hours.

[ Ji Xingchuan ]: What's the picture of something that doesn't want to graduate?

[ Ji Xingchuan ]: Tomorrow call down the college maintenance master, the office door can not be pushed.

"It's a good thing he didn't send me a voice." Pan Xu was in shock, "Otherwise I really would have been scared to death."

Fang Zhiran : "Well ......"

Actually, uh, you're a little more intimidating with this one.

"Aren't you going to listen now?" Pan Xu asked.

Fang Zhiran : "I ...... go back and listen again."

What am I being vain about?

Well, dare I listen now?

No I wouldn't dare, who knows what he'll blurt out again.

"You're the one who dared to turn a deaf ear to Ji Xingchuan," Pan Xu said. Pan Xu said, "I don't even dare to delay when he calls me to work, it's like he's rushing me."

Fang Zhiran : "Ha, ha, ha."

Carrying his packed dinner, he said goodbye to Pan Xu, walked down the deserted path, and secretly ...... no, openly clicked on the voice.

"I may need you to come over and give me some help all week." The other man's voice came over the headset.

Fang Zhiran: "......"

Serious business.

What else? Am I waiting for something immodest?

[F]: OK.

Another voice from the other side.

"Why don't you wait for me?" Ji Xingchuan said.

[F]: I was a little dizzy from hunger, and it just so happened that Brother Pan called me.

[F] withdrew a message.

[F]: Who are you? Why should I wait for you?

[ Ji Xingchuan ]: I'm "one of us", the most trustworthy person you have at the University of A.

[ Ji Xingchuan ]: I'm in Fang Zhiran's circle of friends' "secondary yuan" group. (*^▽^*)

[F]: I'll start a "Ninguta" group right away, and you'll be on your own.

[ Ji Xingchuan ]: Is it saying I'm unique?

Fang Zhiran: "......"

Mr. Winter, how did you manage to be invulnerable to swords and spears?

Fang Zhiran holds his head in despair.

*

As the end of the year approaches, the whole group is busy, and for the next two days, you, Fang Zhiran, will either be helping your senior brother with his experiments or preparing for his physics championships.

Once the Chemistry School's sorority was over, there were a few more pairs on the Physics School's side as well.

"Fellowship is really useful." Fang Zhiran laments in his office.

"Why not?" His Chu senior sister said, "We are all in our twenties, studying in the same college, considered to be the right family, there are nesting grasses, of course we are hurrying to eat them."

Fang Zhiran: "Hurry up and eat?"

"Right." Chu Xi says, "There's more than one rabbit. If you're late, someone else will eat it."

Fang Zhiran pondered.

"Xiao Xi, accompany me to get a material." Gan Wanhe called out.

"Coming." Chu Xi turned to go out.

Fang Zhiran was transcribing data to his laptop when an avatar lit up at the bottom of the screen.

[ Lu Zhu ]: [Christmas Extra Radio Drama Special], no thanks.

[F]: I don't want it.

[ Lu Zhu ]: Not sweet you hit me.

[ Lu Zhu ]: Listen quickly.

Fang Zhiran knocked two more columns.

[ Lu Zhu ]: Where did you hear that?

Fang Zhiran had no choice but to put on his headphones when he was confronted with the headphones.

It's also a newly recorded Christmas extra, in which the two people in the show watch a heavy snowfall by the floor-to-ceiling windows, followed by the trivial sounds of kissing and clothes rubbing together.

[F]: hzhu, I have a friend who wants to ask, how do two guys fall in love?

[ Lu Zhu ]: Do you want a psychology class or a physiology class?

[F]: ...... Forget I said that.

[ Lu Zhu ]: Don't, it's not easy for me to be useful, you let me play twice.

[ Lu Zhu ]: What a white, simple little Snowflakes.

[ Lu Zhu ]: Psychologically it's, he loves you, you love him.

[ Lu Zhu ]: I'll find you another comic without the holy light.

Fang Zhiran: "?"

Anyone else without a holy light?

[ Lu Zhu ]: you just look at this winter x little Snowflakes homage figure well, chestnut pastry Mrs. produced grain, so sweet oh.

[F]: ......

Caught off guard, a golden legend bloomed before Fang Zhiran's eyes.

Huh? Is that so? What kind of position is this? Can anyone do this? It's going to hurt like hell.

Don't even think about it, dream on.

"Lao Guo said, this Friday is Christmas, you guys can take an extra day off ...... Fang Zhiran if you want to have fun?" Ji Xingchuan caught a glimpse of the boys sprawled out on the edge of the desk.

Fang Zhiran buried his face in his arm, the small patch of exposed cheeks and ears reddening.

"What's wrong?" Ji Xingchuan's speech was faster, "Not feeling well?"

Slightly cool fingers touched the front of his forehead, and the boy's lashes fluttered lightly.

"I don't have a fever." Ji Xingchuan said, "Wear more clothes, don't catch a cold, if you don't feel well, go back to the dormitory."

Fang Zhiran shook his head.

I don't have a fever, but I'm burning up a bit. It's Lu Zhu's poison.

What kind of a picture was that, how could he look like that, and how could he possibly say something like that.

It's all a rumor.

Fang Zhiran wouldn't do that.

"You ......" Ji Xingchuan was about to speak when there was a knock on the office door frame.

"Something wrong?" Ji Xingchuan looked toward the door.

Dr. Tan Yiyu, Chen Men's doctor, stood in the doorway, "Ji Xingchuan, thank you for helping me the other day, are you free this Friday, I'd like to treat you to a meal."

Fang Zhiran looked up blankly, glancing at his senior brother and then at the man in the doorway, his eyes moving repeatedly between the two points, a little offended for no apparent reason.

"A favor, no need to break the bank, I have an appointment on Friday, so I won't go." Ji Xingchuan said, "Next time there is an experiment you don't understand, you can directly ask your teacher Chen, the same subject group to answer the question, you should understand it better."

"Then ...... thanks anyway." The man by the door smiled in disappointment, nodded in understanding, and turned to leave.

Ji Xingchuan turned his head, Fang Zhiran disappeared, desktop computer keyboard was pinched off a few keys.

"?" Ji Xingchuan crouched down and retrieved the "j," "x," and "c."

Fang Zhiran swept up a bike, rode to the delivery station, followed the delivery text message, got his newly ordered fake fur and c-suit, and rode all the way back to his dorm again.

The wig hair lady he works with is very good at her craft, and this snow white long double ponytail wig is extremely pretty, with the right amount of shine and texture, and the strands are soft and nice to touch.

The white cheongsam was custom-made by Su Jia's mother, with an extremely high slit and a tight waist.

He Xuyang went out for a meeting with his research group in the past two days, and he tried on his clothes while his roommate was away.

Qin Ying this character, the whole body of the main design color is white, as a fantasy battle tomato heroine, character is too soft, Fang Zhiran do not know how the winter old thief like this, but also point so much praise.

The single owner likes it, then it's out.

His gaze swept over the papers Ji Xingchuan had signed on his desk, suddenly remembering the other man's fingers resting lightly on his forehead earlier in the office.

Fang Zhiran shook his head into a rattle, trying to shake Ji Xingchuan out of his head.

He made a video call to Ji Xingchuan.

Two seconds later, the call was answered, Ji Xingchuan visibly froze, and then the screen flipped.

"Huh? Should I leave now?" Pan Xu's voice came over the line, "Don't do it, Senior, I'm planning to work all night tonight!"

Then there was the sound of Jiang Feng being thrown out, and the office door slamming shut.

Fang Zhiran: "......"

In the office, Ji Xingchuan sits back down at his desk, and the video screen shows Qin Ying, a popular anime character.

The white cheongsam fit around the narrow, thin waistline, the snow-white hair hung down to his waist, and the boy lifted his chin slightly, his thin lips pressed lightly.

"Winter Sensei, your cos commission." The person on the other side of the table opens his mouth and says, not very happily, "I promised you before, out to show you."

"What's with the ...... character?" Ji Xingchuan asked.

Fang Zhiran: "????"

"Didn't you like it yourself? Nineteen of them." Fang Zhiran tugged on his double ponytail, his eyes wandering.

Ji Xingchuan tilted his head and thought for a moment, as if his mother, Yu Jin, had ordered it.

"If you don't like it, forget it ...... " Fang Zhiran raised his hand to hang up the video.

"Don't forget it." Ji Xingchuan said, "I like it."

The first time I've fallen in love with a character so quickly, the first time I've felt the greatness of a mother's love so deeply.