Chapter 25

"No, no, what you said is wrong. Even if he really changes his taste, he can't be attracted to Xiaoxingxing. How does he think that Xiaoxingxing is the same attribute. What can the two do together?" Qin Xiuming gossip After a long time, as if he suddenly discovered something incredible, he hurriedly interrupted the other two.

Yu Cheng rolled his eyes at him, "You know shit! There must be an attack when the two meet, have you never heard of it? Besides, just like Lu Chi, don't look at him pretending to be a girl, and he might have muscles all over his body when he takes off his clothes. , fiercer than you!"

"Hey, hey, I believe all the muscles in my body, don't talk nonsense about being fierce than brother!" Qin Xiuming refused to agree to the dignity of a man.

"I said, is this the point? Why did you decide that Little Xingxing is a shou? Can't our little Xingxing be a Tibetan Mastiff wearing the skin of a milk dog?" Lu Zirui interjected.

When he asked this, the other two were stunned, and invariably looked at Fan Xing who was learning Chinese with headphones on. After three seconds, they shook their heads tacitly, "You think too much."

Lu Zirui couldn't help laughing, "Okay, actually, I also think he and Lu Chi are more aggressive than Lu Chi."

Although Fan Xing was wearing headphones, he couldn't block their discussion, but he didn't want to participate in it.

He really didn't know why the three of them still had so much spare energy to manage these things under such a high-intensity training task.

In fact, from his own point of view, Lu Chi himself is a warm and friendly person. He picked him up around the time of the new year, and felt that it was necessary to take more care of him. How can Qin Xiuming and the others think so complicated?

As for the issue of attack...

Forget it, let's take a shower and sleep.

When he came out of the shower, the dormitory was much quieter.

The three of them had their own things to do, Yu Cheng was playing games, and Lu Zirui didn't know what he was doing.

Qin Xiuming held his phone and didn't know what variety show he was watching. It's so strange to be so popular, isn't it?"

Fan Xing dried his hair and was about to go to the balcony to call He Qingmo. He hesitated for a second after hearing Gu Mingyu's name, then looked over and asked with a smile, "What are you looking at?"

Qin Xiuming saw that he was rarely interested in variety shows, and immediately pulled him to watch it together, "It's the recently launched talent show "Youth Without Limits", you see this No. 17, isn't it male or female? It's makeup , I can't even see what he looks like, and this clothes, alas, I really don't know why little girls like this type now!"

Fan Xing was also taken aback when he saw Gu Mingyu's appearance. Gu Mingyu in the show wore a particularly thick smoky makeup. He should have had his hair, but he still had a ponytail, and his clothes were also indistinguishable between genders.

The shape is not ugly, even very good-looking, and Gu Mingyu is only sixteen years old, and his gender characteristics are not obvious. This style of confusing gender can easily catch people's attention in a short time.

It may also be because of this that this is the second episode of the show. Gu Mingyu's popularity vote displayed on the screen is far ahead of others.

but……

Although Fan Xing had met Gu Mingyu twice and didn't know much about it, he felt that the child should not like this style, and Gu Mingyu's personality should not be compromised. Will he change his style for popularity?

Fan Xing felt a little strange, but to put it bluntly, it had nothing to do with him, and he didn't need to worry about it, so he didn't think about it, and took his mobile phone and called He Qingmo.

In fact, there is nothing to say, but Fan Xing feels that since he is married to He Qingmo, and He Qingmo is so considerate in letting him go to college, he should obediently call people every day to report Consider your own situation.

He Qingmo didn't feel impatient after hearing it on the phone anyway.

So it became his habit to make a phone call every night.

And waiting to answer the phone every night seems to have become He Qingmo's habit.

Today, he had a long meeting, and his dinner was a working meal. After eating, he continued. When it was finalized, it was almost eleven o'clock.

He glanced at the time, thinking that the phone was a little late today when the phone rang.

The corners of his mouth couldn't help but bend, and when he connected, the child's soft voice came over, "Brother, are you asleep?"

"No, I'm still in the company." The man leaned lazily on the sofa, his slender legs stretched and folded at will, and he was really exhausted to have a meeting with those stubborn old men who didn't know anything about the board of directors all day. .

The child probably heard the exhaustion in his tone, and asked with concern: "Is it so busy? Did my brother forget to eat?"

"Working meals are terrible, I didn't eat a few bites." The man complained half-truths.

"Then what should I do?" Fan Xing was obviously a little worried. "How about, ask Assistant Song to order a new one for you? You'll be hungry if you don't eat a few bites, or you'll go home to a hot spot..."

"I want to eat what you made, what should I do?"

The man suddenly interrupted him, his low and slightly hoarse voice crawled into Fan Xing's ears along the phone, numb.

Fan Xing didn't know why his face was a little hot, and his voice felt a little lighter: "But, I'm going to run at 6 o'clock tomorrow morning. If I go back...or else, shall I go back?"

The man leaning on the sofa closed his eyes and rested his eyes, and the silent smile gradually melted away from the corner of his mouth, "Silly you, are you going to stay up all night when you come back now?"

Given the distance between Qing University and He Qingmo's house, Fan Xing hurried back to cook a meal, and then it would be dawn when he hurried back to school.

"Then... how about you?" Fan Xing asked in a low voice.

The man's deep laughter came over, "Are you worried about your husband?"

Fan Xing bit his lip, and replied, "Yeah." Then he suddenly raised his voice and said solemnly, "It's not good if you don't eat, it hurts your stomach!"

The man was about to tease the child to say it again, but the words were blocked, and now he felt that he had played, and the child was probably really worried about him, so he laughed softly: "Understood, go back and eat some shrimp dumplings, okay? it is good?"

"Yeah, but don't eat too much, it will hurt your stomach. Oh, by the way, I think about it, I may have to go back a day late. Brother Lu Chi invited me to attend a lecture in their computer school, saying that it was very exciting, and there were many excellent Senior will go. So I want to go and listen."

Lu Chi is from the School of Computer Science, and it can be said that he has nothing to do with the medical school, but when Lu Chi invited him, he made the lecture hype, and he was moved.

Originally, after the military training, their freshmen could directly take a vacation. Because of this lecture, Fan Xing would have to stay at school for one more day.

The man on the other end of the phone was silent for a while, wondering what he was thinking, and then said, "Okay, let's go."

Fan Xing immediately thanked him obediently, "Thank you, brother." Just as Qin Xiuming came out to hang his clothes, he said goodbye to He Qingmo, hung up the phone and went back to sleep.

He Qingmo remembered something, called Song Yang and asked, "Did you send me an invitation letter before Qing University?"

Song Yang has an excellent memory: "Yes, it is the School of Computer Science. I would like to invite you back to attend a lecture on graduate employment, but it conflicts with your schedule."

"Pushed?" he asked.

"Not yet. Are you planning to go?"

"Go, reschedule that day's itinerary." After speaking, he took his clothes and left.