Chapter 35: The Thirty-fifth Night
At six o'clock in the evening, the three of them returned to the dormitory with their bellies full. Qiu Tingxu stood at the door, carefully sticking the card on.
As if no accidents would happen this way.
Unfortunately, it doesn't work.
As soon as the door opened, their three pairs of eyes saw Wen Lang sitting in a daze on the chair to their left.
It is no exaggeration to say that Wen Lang's soul seemed to have floated out of his mouth. The person sitting there now was not a living person, but a statue.
Qiu Tingxu looked at the camera on his desk, the corners of his mouth twitched, and he began to complain first.
"Wen Lang! How can you touch other people's things casually! This is Dr. Han's treasure, how can you just look at it casually!"
Wen Lang's neck cracked, and he slowly turned around to look at them. He smiled, a little dreamy, and said in a serious tone:
"Huh? I'm worried that you guys are filming something illegal. After all, I own this dormitory too..."
"But I seem to have seen something incredible. Have you seen it?"
"Oh, yes. I saw you guys discussed it for quite some time. You must have filmed it on purpose."
"So, can you tell me, do the Yin-Yang eyes, the word spirit technique, and ghosts really exist?"
Qiu Tingxu and Han Yun both covered their faces.
Qiu Tingxu wailed: "Ah, why is Wen Lang here so early? He has already watched the entire video..."
"What should we do now?"
"The more people know about this, the harder it will be to deal with!"
Han Yun suggested: "How about..."
Qiu Tingxu answered quickly: "Let's get rid of Wen Lang!"
Han Yun looked at Qiu Tingxu speechlessly: "Can you be more outrageous?"
"Just tell him directly. Why are you hiding it from him? I think you two have a good relationship."
"You can hide it on the first day, but you can't hide it on the fifteenth day. It's better to get him to join the gang as soon as possible."
Xu Yansheng had already gone into the bathroom to take a shower. He couldn't stand the smell of hot pot all over his body.
Let the two of them show off in front of Wen Lang.
Qiu Tingxu stroked his chin and thought, "That seems to be the case, but he was in military training before, so I don't think it's necessary to tell him about these strange experiences."
He waved his hands in front of Wen Lang, whose eyes were dull, and said, "Resurrected Prodigal Son, do you believe me when I say we are shooting a micro-movie?"
Wen Lang blinked and came back to his senses, his eyes gradually changing from dull to bright.
"I don't trust you!"
He was even a little excited: "Tell me quickly, do the Yin-Yang eyes and the Word Spirit Technique really exist?"
Qiu Tingxu saw that he seemed quite fanatical and wiped his sweat speechlessly.
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"Why aren't you afraid?"
Wen Lang jumped up and started to squawk, "Ahhh, why should I be afraid? How handsome! How cool! Who would have thought that I would see skills that can only be seen in anime in my lifetime?"
"If this gets out, people will be jealous to death, okay?"
"Knock, knock, knock. Tell me, is this true? This isn't a micro-movie, right?"
Qiu Tingxu was pressed closer by him and backed away little by little, and was almost pushed against the wall.
He quickly said, "Oh, yes, yes, it's true, stop pushing me, you're going to stick me against the wall!"
Han Yun had originally poured a glass of water to watch the show, but when he heard this, he just spat out the water with a "puff".
Fortunately, I didn’t spray anyone.
"Hey, what's wrong with your little kids nowadays? Why do they always want to be someone else's father?"
"You haven't even grown all your hair yet, and you already want to be a father. Who are you trying to make fun of?"
Who knew that Wen Lang didn't suggest anything and threw himself directly onto Qiu Tingxu.
The great roc depends on people.
"You are such good fathers to me! I never dreamed that my life would go this way."
His head swung left and right. "Hey, where's my father Xu? Let him show me what the Yin-Yang Eyes and the Word Spirit Technique are!"
Qiu Tingxu pushed the man away and patted his shoulder: "My dear, your father Xu is going to take a shower, or you can follow him in."
Wen Lang's eyes sparkled: "Really? Can I see Mr. Xu's naked body?"
Qiu Tingxu held his forehead with his hand, "Don't say you are my son when you go out, it's embarrassing!"
Han Yun propped up his chin and watched them perform, "I think you are quite embarrassed too."
"They are both alike."
"Hey, come to think of it, shouldn't there be four people in this dormitory? Where's the other one?"
Wen Lang finally regained consciousness, "Ah, he, I heard he dropped out of school."
"No, handsome guy, who are you? You don't look familiar at all."
Han Yun rolled his eyes: "You just noticed the extra person now, didn't you?"
"Okay, if you come to see me next time, I'll give you a 15% discount."
Wen Lang calculated: "Really? Wait a minute, let me calculate, 15% off... No, doesn't the 15% discount increase as the discount increases?"
Han Yun nodded with his lips bent: "Yes, reverse discount, haven't you seen it before?"
"I'll let you see it tomorrow."
Wen Lang pouted and grumbled, "Are you from the school hospital? I can report you for your bad offer."
Han Yun was not panicked at all. "Go and report it. If you succeed, I will take your surname."
Wen Lang raised his eyebrows: "Wow, this is the tone of someone with a backstage background. Ah Qiu, you are really awesome. You know everyone."
Qiu Tingxu waved his hands and pretended to be modest: "No, no, it's all fate~"
Who knew that Wen Lang suddenly started to laugh lasciviously and tickled Qiu Tingxu's itch spot.
"Hey~ I just saw you hugging the school beauty in the video, how did it feel~"
The tone of voice was rippling, as if someone had taken the wrong medicine.
Qiu Tingxu was caught off guard and was scratched twice, and almost fell to the ground.
"Fuck, Wen Lang, you little bastard, get away from me!"
"If you want to know how it feels, try it yourself. As long as you don't die, you'll win."
As soon as Qiu Tingxu finished speaking, a cold voice was heard at the bathroom door, as clear and melodious as jade falling to the ground.
"What are you doing?"
Wen Lang also stretched out his paws to scratch Qiu Tingxu's waist in an intimate posture.
When he heard this strange voice, he turned around in confusion and said, "School Beauty, was it you who was talking just now?"
I saw Xu·School Belle·Yansheng staring at him with her frosty eyes.
It's beautiful, but a little creepy.
Wen Lang reluctantly let go of his hand and let Qiu Tingxu go.
"No... I didn't do anything, just playing around a bit..."
Han Yun sat backwards in his chair, his arms and chin resting on the backrest, smiling.
"I know what they are doing. They are acting out a story about a loving father and a filial son."
Wen Lang smacked his lips a few times, then realized what was wrong.
"...No, I just heard the school beauty talking!!!"
"Fuck! Now that I mention it, it seems to have been mentioned in the video. How come I just realized it's not right now!"
"Ah!! My reflexes could really circle the earth a hundred times!"
Qiu Tingxu looked at him with disdain, "You are such a fool. I declare that from today on, you are expelled from my family. Go find a new father!"
Wen Lang: “…”
Han Yun: "Puff!"
Xu Yansheng: “…”
He nodded silently, not knowing what it meant.
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