He tapped his other toe on the ground, the sound not loud, but it was clear that the shoe's owner was getting agitated.
"Yes, I can." Wang Bing immediately replied, "You two hurry up and get it ready for him. What are you standing there for? Go now!"
Jiang Xu glanced coldly at the people on the ground. It was quite amusing to see them fighting like dogs. "Please put your things away properly in the future. Otherwise, as your good roommates, I wouldn't mind helping you out more."
He pulled on the back of the wooden chair, dragging the empty chair to the center of the room. The sound of dragging and the floor vibrated through his nerves. Jiang Xu slowly pulled it over, sat down comfortably, and crossed one leg over the other.
All his movements were elegant and gentle, like a young master from a noble family enjoying flowers and water, full of leisure and elegance. Jiang Xu's gaze swept over the backs of Liu Xian and Zhao Rangwen, who were tidying up.
The two men felt a prickling sensation on their backs, and their movements became even more swift, while Wang Bing stared at Jiang Xu, who was sitting there, with a vicious look in his eyes.
The next moment, their eyes met precisely. His heart pounded, and before he could even hide his panic, he immediately became flustered. Jiang Xu, on the other hand, gave him a nonchalant smile.
That smile was formulaic; what appeared to others as a gentle curve was, in Wang Bing's eyes, harsh. Yet, his blood seemed frozen, and he couldn't even look away.
The pain in his body seemed to have etched fear into his subconscious, controlling him without him even realizing it.
Jiang Xu was the first to shift his gaze, his smile turning rather wicked. What a coward!
The two moved quickly. When they were almost done tidying up, Liu Xian made some small movements. He would occasionally nudge Zhao Rangwen next to him with his elbow, and Zhao Rangwen would timidly turn around to look in Jiang Xu's direction.
But as soon as he met Jiang Xu's gaze, he would immediately turn away as if startled. Jiang Xu found it somewhat amusing. What was going on? Was he acting out a melodramatic romance with someone?
Zhao Rangwen frowned slightly. Why wasn't Jiang Xu helping him? In the past, when he looked at him like this, Jiang Xu would have already spoken up. Could it be that because of what happened before, he wanted him to beg him?
Zhao Rangwen's thoughts were interrupted by the elbow that jabbed at him again. Liu Xian's eyes were noticeably more agitated and held a more blatant threat. He gave Liu Xian a timid smile and then turned away.
"Ah... Ah Xu, we've... we've finished cleaning." Zhao Rangwen's voice, like his personality, had the gentle air of a scholar. He was quite handsome and looked pitiful yet approachable.
Jiang Xu didn't speak as he scanned his bed. After slowly scanning, his gaze fell on the two people standing there. The two of them were awkwardly positioned, their hands and feet awkwardly positioned, and they were so uncomfortable being stared at that they were about to get goosebumps.
Liu Xian, "Have you made up your mind?" His tone had a kind of outward strength but inward weakness; his feigned composure would dissipate in a gust of wind.
Jiang Xu narrowed his eyes slightly. This guy dared to be so arrogant. He really wouldn't be satisfied until he fought back. But he was tired of fighting today. This guy looked much thinner than Wang Bing and didn't look like he could take a beating. He would practice again in a couple of days.
However, it is still necessary to intimidate the other party, otherwise they will dare to talk to him like that.
Jiang Xu said, "Very good, that's fine. Thank you both." He spoke in a good-natured manner and waved for the two to leave.
The two relaxed, feeling like they were being scrutinized by a superior while being watched by Jiang Xu. They walked towards Jiang Xu.
Zhao Rangwen's bed was next to Jiang Xu's, while Liu Xian was opposite Zhao Rangwen. At this moment, they all had to pass by Jiang Xu, who was sitting in the middle, to get back to their own seats.
Just as the two of them reached Jiang Xu's side, Jiang Xu suddenly cleared his throat, a clearing that froze them in place.
Jiang Xu turned his head to look at the two of them, "Wait a moment."
The devil is about to begin his performance again.
After that sound, no one spoke; silence flowed freely in the air.
Liu Xian looked back at the spot he had just tidied up. It was now the cleanest bed in the entire dormitory. Boys' dorms were naturally not as meticulous as girls' dorms, and it was already considered good that he didn't leave clothes and trash lying around.
Jiang Xu's bed was neatly made, with no visible mistakes. Liu Xian suddenly became a little annoyed again, "What's wrong? What else are you going to do?"
Jiang Xu didn't speak, but suddenly stood up, took a step forward and approached Liu Xian, who was not far from him. He didn't meet Liu Xian's gaze, but locked his eyes on Liu Xian's neck.
Liu Xian felt a chill run down his spine from Jiang Xu's gaze and instinctively raised his hand to cover his neck, trying to block Jiang Xu's piercing stare. "Jiang Xu, what do you mean? This is school, you can't..."
The sudden punch came at Liu Xian, who had never trained before, and he had no time to react.
If Gu Li were there, she would definitely point out Jiang Xu's current tricks, and might even use her good voice with a husky smile to say "childish".
Jiang Xu almost laughed at his own thoughts, even his fake laugh seemed genuine for a moment, and then the wind from his punch brushed against Liu Xian's face, his fist only a few centimeters away from the other's face.
"What can't I do?" Jiang Xu's hand paused in front of the other person, whose disordered breathing spread across his fist. He withdrew his hand and shook it off in disgust. "Look at you, it seems like I can do anything. Roommates should be more harmonious, shouldn't they?"
After saying that, he looked at Liu Xian with a "you tell me" expression. Liu Xian was clearly stunned by Jiang Xu's actions and nodded blankly.
"Speak properly from now on. I just wanted to say that you've worked hard, go wash your hands and get some rest." Jiang Xu pointed towards the sink, then walked towards his bed, casually saying as he went, "Xiao Wang, bring my chair back."
Wang Bing and Jiang Xu shared a bed. He had been watching Jiang Xu's every move. His usually oblivious mind had finally caught on after all this time, and he realized that Jiang Xu had really changed.
However, Wang Bing still couldn't accept that the other party was instructing him, and he had no idea that this was the same attitude he had towards Jiang Xu in the past.
Wang Bing couldn't ignore Jiang Xu's words. Besides, he felt that he might have been careless just now. Now that the other party had given him a good opportunity to get closer, if he didn't seize the opportunity, wouldn't he, Wang Bing, be a coward?
Wang Bing said, "Okay." He moved around, carefully controlling his position and timing. As he moved towards the chair, he quietly came up behind Jiang Xu and then punched Jiang Xu straight in the back of the head.
Jiang Xu seemed oblivious, shifting his footing as his opponent threw a punch, reaching out his right hand to grab the opponent's wrist, bending slightly to place the opponent's arm on his shoulder, and then exerting force.
The two, who were washing their hands, heard another loud noise and quickly turned around to look. They saw Wang Bing lying on the ground again, this time in front of Jiang Xu.
It's obvious without even guessing what Wang Bing did, but he completely failed.
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