Chapter 56: 56 Stop it!

"It's a good thing I didn't read this one." Fang Zhiran Sharp Review, "Or else I'd be comparing my life to the author's."

Not as good as the short little brother x brother book he'd bookmarked on x-site, which had been getting more frequent lately, and x-site had been pushing him update alerts every day.

He's been so busy lately, though, that he hasn't started looking at it in detail.

There were a few tents set up by the entrance to the third cafeteria, and it looked like they were doing some kind of promotion, like giving away gifts when you swipe a code.

Ji Xingchuan: "The tournament we are participating in has to play national qualifiers first, yesterday the school informed me that the team uniforms have been approved ......?"

Ji Xingchuan looked at the air he was holding, and fell into silence.

What? There's a "no hands" on the attribute list?

"Ding."

Fang Zhiran has finished scanning the code and is ready to collect the paper.

Since entering the U of A, he has achieved pumping freedom just by sweeping and being a test subject for psych students.

You can buy a lot of grain with the gold you save.

"Thanks for the support." The volunteer by the tent handed him a square box.

Fang Zhiran: "?"

So small?

No, it's not toilet paper.

What is this? con ......

"You want this?" A voice rang in his ear.

With his right shoulder pressed by his fingers, Ji Xingchuan sidled his head, as if carelessly, and said three words in a voice that only the two of them could hear.

Fang Zhiran: "......"

Why did the school send this?

The boy's glistening white knuckles were slightly curled, his fingertips pressed a pale red by the sharp corners of the box.

"Is it swipe and it's free?" He heard this man next to him ask.

"Right right." The volunteer was enthusiastic, "Just follow our school hospital's public number to get a small gift."

"Small gifts are not important." Ji Xingchuan said, "It's mainly to support the work of the school."

Fang Zhiran: "?"

So you don't want it?

As he was thinking, the other man had taken the same gift from the volunteer.

"Thank you." Ji Xingchuan said.

The right pocket of the duffle coat suddenly sank a little.

The boy pursed his lips, bowed his head hastily, and took a step with the same hand.

"Don't you have pockets of your own?" He asked in a whisper.

"You keep it for me." Ji Xingchuan said.

"Who's going to hold this for you?!" Fang Zhiran jumps to his feet.

A few volunteers were chattering away by the small tent in front of the third cafeteria.

"I like the one with the black-rimmed glasses, so clean and well-behaved boy."

"I like his friend. He looks cold, but when he talks to his friend, his eyes are so soft."

"That's Ji Xingchuan, the Physics Academy's senior." The working student in the card tent next door said, "The one next to him should be his junior, Fang Zhiran."

"Senior brothers and sisters act together every day, hehe."

"Why are we still collecting our gifts together, hehe, is one box enough?"

Fang Zhiran who hasn't gone far yet : "......"

Undergraduates nowadays, how come their minds are so Lu Zhu!

*

Fast-talking is fun for a while, but not afterwards.

Regret, Ji Xingchuan is regret.

The fearless Snowflakes teacher was scared away by the two little boxes and didn't stay in the doctor's dormitory for a week.

It was only when there were only two people in the office that he was able to catch a couple of kisses on the cheek.

Fang Zhiran's cheeks are especially good to pinch, the skin is white and soft, when pinched heavily, it seems to be able to pinch out water.

One is tempted to confirm this "as if".

"You fucking ......" Fang Zhiran, who was burying his head in calculating a competition question, pulled himself up and smashed his book on Ji Xingchuan's head.

Ji Xingchuan cuts his voice for a second to save his life: "I have another solution."

The vocal line, with its calm, intelligent sense of pull, instantly reminds you of an awesome character in anime who pushes his glasses one second and turns them up the next.

"Look at it then." Teacher Snowflakes put her book down and squirmed.

"Families, the team clothes have arrived!" Gan Wanhe kicked in the door, clutching a stack of clothes, "Old Chen wants us to go take team photos!"

"Sister." Fang Zhiran reminded, "The door will hurt."

The main color of the University of A delegation's uniform is black, and it consists of a three-piece set, including a T-shirt, a jacket and pants, with the names of the team members and the University of A's emblem printed on the chest of the shirt.

Ji Xingchuan led the delegation, Gan Wanhe guided them, and Fang Zhiran, Jiang Feng, Chu Xi, along with a student from Chen Men, made up the U of A delegation.

After the team group photos, it was time for individual shots of the participating students.

Gan Wanhe leaned against the window and gave the photographer the finger: "Don't shoot so stiffly, it looks like we're a bunch of nerds in the A metropolis."

"Have Fang Zhiran sit at the desk, and the quartermaster lean over and flip through the book from behind." Gan Wanhe says, "Shoot for that, being instructed."

"Fang Zhiran is napping on his stomach, yes, Ji Xingchuanli comes over and covers him with a shirt." Gan Wanhe said, "This is called caring for your junior."

"I want to shoot this too!" Jiang Feng raises his hand.

"Photographer." Gan Wanhe said, "Hurry up and pull him away, pull him for a photo ID."

Jiang Feng: "?"

Gan Wanhe pushed the hair behind his ear and typed a few more lines on his cell phone page.

[My youngest brother, who seems to be very well behaved and studious, is in fact a bit of a tugger in nature.]

[He has given some people the shock of straightening out the academic world when he first arrived.]

[But Little Senior Brother is so soft and cute in front of Senior Brother, and will blush again.]

[They're them, ooc belongs to me.]

[The following are candies I learned to build myself out of madness.]

She was typing when a system message swiped up at the top of the screen-

[x station system to remind you: in order to thank you for your support of the new section of our station, now send you a lottery opportunity.]

[First Prize: a color TV; Second Prize: a ps5; Third Prize: s City Comic Con general admission ticket x2; Encouragement Prize: a set of five-three exam questions.]

Gan Wanhe: "?"

[Congratulations on winning a set of 5-3 exam questions in the lottery.]

[Detected that you are uninstalling Station X, and will re-draw it for you immediately.]

[Congratulations on winning the third prize, two general admission tickets to the S City Comic Con!

[Now pay only $200 postage to help you mail it to your home].

Gan Wanhe: "?"

Comic-Con? Never been.

People can live on a different planet when they're wimpy, and people can go crazy in a different place when they're tired.

For $200, it seems like a pretty good deal to go nuts in places no one knows?

Bought.

Gan Wanhe fills in the address and cuts back to the short article section.

Winter x Snowflakes, who's this all with? It's so hot, it takes up half of the short article section.

My cp can't lose! Gan Wanhe pens and continues to produce food.

*

Group chat [逢考必郭](27)

[ Lao Guo ]: Are you done with the delegation portraits?

[ Jiang Feng ]: After I finished filming, I laughed so hard that my apple muscle was trembling.

[ Jiang Feng ]: Brother Ji and Fang Zhiran are so good at photography. Ji's face looks good in the mirror without any expression on his face.

[ Jiang Feng ]: Fang Zhiran is even more amazing, so good at taking pictures, just a hand pose is action, just a smile has charm.

[ Lao Guo ]: How come you're the only one talking in the group?

[ Jiang Feng ]: Maybe everyone's busy.

Fang Zhiran sits in the passenger seat of the suv next to the silent voice actor.

Half an hour ago, as he was admiring a beautiful picture of his team uniform with his boyfriend, a phrase stormed onto the Hot 100.

cosplayer Su Yue and cosplayer Snowflakes, the warrior with his white-haired commander.

Fang Zhiran took one look and realized that it was the figure from the previous Comic-Con over at home that had flamed out of the ring.

That day he and Su Yue out of the same game character, in the game these two are ordinary superior and subordinate relationship, I did not expect netizens to see his commander cos, had to say what cool arrogant beauty into reality, but also with the field photo cut a video.

No, it just happened to be seen by his boyfriend.

The always emotionally stable winter teacher, whose moods change rapidly, is now a teacher of all seasons.

The car pulls into an upscale residential neighborhood, and Fang Zhiran peers out the window, curious.

Nervous. He went home with his boyfriend.

Ji Xingchuan said, New Year's days, the school cafeteria does not open, the dormitory is no hot water, let him go home with himself.

This is an apartment that Ji Xingchuan bought for himself in the downtown area of S. Fang Zhiran just stepped in the door and realized why the dormitory at the school was so clean and empty.

With rows and rows of hand-me-downs on display and a number of character valleys, it's a paradise for old second-timers.

"Ranran, feel free to sit and play." Ji Xingchuan put down his bag, "I'm going to take a shower, I went to the chemistry lab next door in the afternoon, and I always feel like I've gotten a little bit of flavor."

"Okay." Fang Zhiran said.

He was drawn to the dubbing equipment in the den.

What a cow. This is where Mr. Winter cooks.

Fang Zhiran holds up his cell phone selfie camera and takes a few pictures with the grain fields.

But--

He got off on it, but Ji Xingchuan didn't! Mr. Four Seasons seems to be soaking in a jar of vinegar at the moment.

So what do we do? Why don't we just crawl along the netting now and flatten everyone who's high on this?

No, Fang Zhiran is not a violent man.

Fang Zhiran pursed his lips and dropped his gaze to his suitcase.

Yeah, oh, he just happened to bring that over.

An hour later, Ji Xingchuan had just come out of the bathroom when he got a call from his mom.

"Yeah, it's at my place, it's a busy year, he can't get home." He said, "...... Have dinner together? Wait until the qualifiers are over, we've all been pretty busy lately."

"...... I know." He cried and laughed, "Just stay with me, will protect your gold coins, I'm not some fowl ......"

Ji Xingchuan: "......"

Outside the large floor-to-ceiling windows of the living room, the lights of the city of S are connected into a sea of fluttering light, the white-haired "girl" with her back to him, under the hem of a very short skirt showing two straight and long legs.

Probably hearing the footsteps, the "girl" gently turned around, her long snow-white hair gently swaying around her narrow waist.

The "young girl's" eyes moved slightly, her long, thin, white fingers blocked her mouth, and her eyes widened roundly, as if slightly surprised.

This is "Qin Ying", a white-haired girl who likes to wear cheongsams.

It is at the end of the first episode of this anime that Qin Ying meets the male protagonist for the first time, standing on the top floor of a skyscraper in Cyber City.

The bedroom window was open and the wind rolled into the living room, ruffling the white, double-ponytailed wig.

At that moment, the boundary between the second and third dimensions suddenly collapsed, and Ji Xingchuan felt as if he saw a character from the flat world walk up to him and extend his hand to him.

In order not to ruin the immersion brought about by the character's commission, Fang Zhiran didn't even speak, just leaned his back against the floor-to-ceiling window and gently ticked his fingertips.

The next moment, Mr. Snowflakes is grabbed by the wrist and pinned to the landing.

The other man sucked and kissed the side of his neck, his fingertips grinding a little over his slender collarbone.

Fang Zhiran side of the head, did not hide away, ear is the other side of the burning hot breath, hot so that he wanted to tremble lightly.

So happy? Looks like you really like the role.

I'm awesome.

Snowflakes The teacher gave himself a mental thumbs up.

Professional consciousness makes him restore the character as much as possible, with a light smile at the corner of his mouth, and rounded childish and naive eyes, innocently looking at the other side, trying to present the character's simple and lovely.

In terms of temperament he's actually better suited to restore the villain, but the good thing is that he's extremely clean looking himself and can handle this kind of harmless and naive role.

His boyfriend ate his cereal happily, touching the feel of his hair, rubbing the embroidery on the back of his cheongsam, and finally tugging at the bunny tail on the back of his cheongsam.

The character's shoes weren't very comfortable, and standing made him tired, and the skin on the side of his leg that wasn't covered in stockings burned at the warmth of the back of the other man's hand, which he pressed.

"Winter teacher." He whispered a reminder, "Look only, don't eat."

"Little Snowflakes, 'Qin Ying' won't refuse." Ji Xingchuan said, "You're ooc."

Fang Zhiran: "......"

After one ooc, the ooc is fearless.

"Not today anyway." Fang Zhiran said, "I'm not ...... ready."

He averted his gaze, "I didn't bring anything either."

He pushed Ji Xingchuan out of the way and walked over to the couch and sat down, resting his legs which had inexplicably begun to ache.

"Hurry up and watch." He said, "Read it and stop being angry."

"And you dubbed it for so many people." He muttered.

The couch beside him sank, and an arm wrapped around his neck, pressing him to him.

Ji Xingchuan hugged him and held up his cell phone for a group photo.

At 23:00 PM, Snowflakes and Su Yue's cosplay photo was still hanging on the Hot 100 list when a fan of voice actor Winter swiped a new tweet.

@Small Snowflakes of Winter:(*^▽^*), got the group photo, nice little Qin Ying.@Small Snowflakes of Winter

Comments section -

@GoodEye: Ahhhhhhh god damn winter, whose wife are you hugging! What's going on here! Are you two close enough for this!

@Ginger: 0.0 Is this the Snowflakes sister? That's really pretty.

@WinterSnowFall: This angle, Mr. Winter, don't you consider showing your face? Just show a little chin is how much it means.

@GoodEye: You're wearing black house pajamas, we at Snowflakes are fully made up. Reasonable guess, did Mr. Winter just get out of the shower? You didn't take Snowflakes home to cosplay for you, did you? You really can't help it. Snowflakes' collaboration with Su Yue just got a few hits and you can't help it, can you?

Fang Zhiran: "......"

He used his winter account to black out Lu Zhu and Lu Zhu speakers.

"Satisfied." Fang Zhiran leaned back comfortably on the sofa and folded his two long legs, "Mr. Snowflakes is getting off work."

The cell phone on the coffee table vibrated.

It's that time of the day, who would be looking for him.

Huh? It's [ Snowflakes ] job number.

[Author - Ji Yu]: I'm very sorry, Miss Snowflakes. I'm not on this number often, and I didn't see your message earlier.

[ Snowflakes ]: I'm not Missy, I'm Big Daddy.

[Author - Ji Yu]: I'm sorry, I'm learning to be stupid. I've seen the "Fourteen" collab. You're too good looking.

[Author - Ji Yu]: As a young author, it is such an honor to be in the same booth with you.

"His speech is also a bit of a dead giveaway." Fang Zhiran said, "...... old thief, don't lift my skirt."

[Author - Ji Yu]:I look forward to our meeting at Comic-Con with gratitude.

[Author - Ji Yu]: I'm probably not very good at talking and socializing, so please be kind to me, Mr. Snowflakes.

"So introverted?" Fang Zhiran muttered, "Get Ben Snowflakes to give him some meta."

He slapped Ji Xingchuan's hand away and continued to reply-

[ Snowflakes ]: Don't be afraid, there are no strangers in the secondary.

The next second, Ji Xingchuan's secondary job □□□ also sent a message.

[Author- Ji Yu]:Hello Winter Sensei, I apologize for taking so long to say hello.

"He's an introvert." Fang Zhiran said, "Be gentle with him."

Ji Xingchuan: "Okay."

[Winter]: soy cute.jpg, never mind.

[Author - Ji Yu]: Your voice is a treasure given to the world by God, and it's an honor to be on stage with you.

[Winter]: soy cute.jpg, the author just talks.

[Author - Ji Yu]: You and Snowflakes speak so gently, although you don't mix much with the secondary world, the secondary world deserves to be a gentle place!

[Author - Ji Yu]: The body is warming up, I'm coming back to life!

[Winter]: soycute.jpg, see you at Comic-Con, very much looking forward to meeting you.

"It's still a literal light bulb sub." Fang Zhiran said.

"Qin Ying stood up from the sofa, her long white hair whipping past Ji Xingchuan's neck.

[Let me hold it again.]

[Is it okay?

The vocal line, restrained with wanton possessiveness, the slightly raspy timbre was surprisingly audible in the effort to suppress desire.

Fang Zhiran's footsteps faltered, and he was yanked back violently, dropping into the other man's lap.

Mr. Winter, you still have that voice?

Kind of nice.

He had only heard other cv's talk like this in those pure love radio dramas Lu Zhu sent.

He had no sense of other people's voices, but when it was Mr. Winter's turn, with a voice like that, to speak in his ear, he instinctively wanted to paralyze into a melting snowman.

"That ...... can only be for a little while." The other's hands were firmly clasped around his waist, Fang Zhiran sidled his head and kissed the other on the cheek, "No timeouts."

*

Graduate students don't have many days off, and just after the New Year's Eve, Ji Xingchuan poked and prodded his group on WeChat, announcing the start of the new semester.

Group chat [逢考必郭] (27)

[ Ji Xingchuan ]: Group meeting at 2 p.m., deduction 1 received.

[F]: (*^▽^*), 0.

[Jiang Feng]: 1

[Gan Wanhe]: 2

[ Chu Xi ]: 3

[ Pan Xu ]: -1

[ Lao Guo ]: First group meeting of the year. Cheer up, everyone! Cheer up!

[F]: I love group meetings!

2 p.m., College Conference Room 203.

Ji Xingchuan sits at one end of a long table with a laptop in front of him and Lao Guo's voice attached to the conferencing software.

"At the end of last semester, Fang Zhiran's scores in his major courses were the highest in the college, and with the papers he has published and the academic activities he has participated in, he is sure to get several scholarships this year." Lao Guo concludes, "Students such as Jiang Feng and Chu Xi have also published their own papers, and Pan Xu ...... Pan Xu has also paid his tuition."

Fang Zhiran: "......"

"In this new semester, I hope that all of you in Guo Men will continue to get along with each other and create a learning atmosphere together." Lao Guo concludes.

The room is quiet, and Fang Zhiran taps on the table to cheer him up.

"I am very happy that at the end of February my students will represent U of A and participate in the national qualifier for the Global Physics Championship." Lao Guo said, "Teacher is waiting to see your good news, on TV."

Fang Zhiran clapped his hands on the table.

"OK." Ji Xingchuan said, "That's all for Lao Guo."

Lao Guo: "......"

"Next, Gan Wanhe and I put together a couple of packets over the holidays as additions to the topics for the tournament." Ji Xingchuan said, "Fang Zhiran had already read them, and we just happened to bring them up again today for discussion."

With the group meeting just after New Year's Eve and the plethora of elements in today's group meeting, everyone is starting to get a little carried away.

Gan Wanhe is secretly playing with his cell phone under the table, and Pan Xu is rummaging through his bag.

Pan Xu poked Fang Zhiran: "Fang Zhiran, this candy is super yummy, my mom bought it on a trip abroad, it smells great."

Fang Zhiran : "? So many?!"

Pan Xu stuffed five or six bags of candy into his backpack.

"Eat slowly." Pan Xu said, "If you can't finish it, you can share it with your friends."

"Thank you, Senior Pan." Fang Zhiran said.

Then tomorrow at the Comic-Con, he'll bring a packet to Mrs. Ji Yu, so that the introverted author can try it too.

It's so nice that you don't even have to make a special trip to buy a meet-and-greet gift.

Under the group's desk, Pan Xu secretly slipped a bag of candy to one of his classmates.

"One more question." Ji Xingchuan snapped the table, "What are you guys up to? Take the meeting seriously."

Ji Xingchuan drew out a piece of paper, "Jiang Feng, Pan Xu, this project you two did at the end of last year didn't pass muster and you'll have to redo it this semester."

Pan Xu hits the table, "Ah I'm dead."

Jiang Feng hits the table, "I'm dead too."

"So serious?" Fang Zhiran took the material and flipped and flipped, "Oh I see, you guys are not too rigorous in setting the parameters of this simulation, and you didn't carry out the unit conversion between the simulation and the experiment, which led to an error in the experimental results."

"I'll change it." Pan Xu wiped his eyes.

"Just change can not, to reflect." Ji Xingchuan tone serious, "we do scientific research, we must be rigorous in everything, to a large extent, if the design of the thing, in the experimental stage has not been found errors and omissions, so put into production, there is the possibility of life-threatening safety, so it is imperative to be cautious in everything."

"We, A-students, are considered to be on the cutting edge of researchers, and our research results can bring progress and convenience to multiple industries." Ji Xingchuan said seriously, "So it is imperative to review every experiment to ensure the quality of the research."

"Couldn't they have switched to ...... for this simulated scenario as well" Fang Zhiran drew a piece of draft paper and drew a schematic, "like this."

"It can be, but it's still not enough, look at me here." Ji Xingchuan projected a diagram onto the screen.

"Wait." Pan Xu was frantic, "Your scheme is so complicated, and I thought my idea would still work."

Jiang Feng tapped the table, "I have a plan."

"Not you." Fang Zhiran said, "It didn't work before."

"Then I have another idea." Pan Xu said.

Lao Guo on computer: "Waiting for ......"

"Hear me out!" Fang Zhiran slapped the table.

"You'll see what I think first." Ji Xingchuan taps the projection screen, "I think ......"

Pan Xu: "I want to say something!"

Lao Guo in the computer: "I ......"

Gan Wanhe: "......"

Hear the wow factor.

"Enough! Stop it." After listening for ten minutes, Gan Wanhe slammed the table, "It's seven o'clock in the evening, who's group will meet for five hours! Dismiss the meeting!"

The School of Physics building shook.

Guo Men's group meeting was suspended.

"Forget it, rest first." Fang Zhiran rubbed his somewhat sore neck, "My brain is buzzing."

He's got Comic-Con tomorrow.

He hinted at Ji Xingchuan with his eyes, and Ji Xingchuan, who had just been arguing with him, returned the gesture.

Guo Men The meeting was adjourned, everyone packed up their books and documents and left in groups.

"It's just after New Year's, and the meeting is a bit out of shape." Fang Zhiran said, "Boyfriend, let's go to Comic Con first tomorrow."

"Uh-huh." Ji Xingchuan said, "Good."

Ji Xingchuan : "I've been busy with academics all these years, it's been a long time since I've left the academic world... Ranran, take me to get a good feel of the secondary atmosphere!"