Chapter 22: My giant baby, the country feeds me (4)

Chapter 21
The rich second-generation roommate Zheng Qinghui listened to Cheng Yueyang and told him "we don't have much time to use time theory".
He thought Cheng Yueyang was stupid.
"Even if that's the case, you really can't wash your clothes for a lifetime? And what is left of the time enough to do, silly you sir."
He came from the Northeast to look at Cheng Yueyang with a fool's look, then looked back at the book and looked at the book calmly, as if completely immersed in the book. The world can't see Ji Changze here, sneered:
"You believe that he is fooling you, according to his statement, we all don't wash the clothes, just let the clothes smell stink. If you don't wash the clothes, leave it here, and you still have to wash it in the end."
He said that his voice was very loud, and it was deliberately let Ji Changze hear it, with a mocking yell:
"You don't look like Ji Naozawa, you have to follow your mother at the last university. When he comes home, he can wash his clothes. Can you?"
Cheng Yueyang was still ignorant.
He felt that Zheng Qinghui said something very reasonable.
But Ji Changze said something more reasonable.
Look down at the book on the table: "But we have just a little time to study ..."
Zheng Qinghui: The deflated calf, this guy is really stupid.
In addition to Ji Changze in the bedroom, the relationship between the other three people has been very good. Although they have different personalities, they have no bad feelings and do not care about each other. Having been with each other for so long, Zheng Qinghui really took two roommates as brothers.
As a result, my brother is stupid now.
Can he not find the culprit?
Zheng Qinghui straightened his face, turned around and strode to Ji Changze's desk. He saw that the young man obviously didn't wear headphones, but he didn't hear anything. As if he was reading a book seriously, he was more angry.
"Ji Changze, what are you bluffing with across the ocean? If you don't wash your clothes, you want to take him with you too, right?"
The young man frowned slightly and slowly moved his eyes away from the book, raising his eyes to the person in front of him.
Zheng Qinghui looked provocative with a look of "Laozi just seeing you uncomfortable and capable of hitting me".
He has long been unhappy with Ji Changze.
No cleaning, no one in sight, the girl also pretends that the roommate's car is his own.
What a junk thing.
come! !
Big deal, just fight!
Who is afraid of who! !
however……
The youth's gaze stayed on Zheng Qinghui's provocative face for a second, as if he bowed his head like an air, and continued to read his book casually.
Zheng Qinghui: "..."
"Ji Changze, who are you looking down on you!"
"Qinghui Qinghui."
Cheng Yueyang saw Zheng Qinghui's posture of going up and beating people, and quickly stepped forward to stop him: "Nagasawa didn't mean it to me, and I talked to him before. He's the same way. We are all roommates and have something to say."
"Who is a roommate with him? Since the beginning of school, he has cleaned the dormitory once, and you, when did you stand on his side?"
"What, I tell you, he just doesn't want to waste time studying."
"Fart, just how much time can be wasted by saying a word, I think this kid just looks down on me, you let go, I have to teach him why flowers are so red today."
The two want to step forward and stop.
As the culprit, Ji Changze still sat there quietly ...
Turn the book every ten seconds.
Zheng Qinghui captured this keenly, and suddenly felt that he had caught Ji Changze pretending to be stupid and shouldn't handle it.
"Ji Changze, I tell you not to pretend, just turn the pages at this time, and read books, who are you fooling you about."
He said this, Cheng Yueyang, who stopped him, turned his head and looked over.
Ji Changze was still calm, he didn't look at it, and he quickly turned pages.
Cheng Yueyang: "..."
right.
Who reads books like this?
Even he didn't believe that Ji Changze was reading.
He suddenly put aside embarrassing Zheng Qinghui's hand and accused him: "Nagasawa, Qinghui is not malicious, that is, you say his car is yours, he is angry, or you apologize to him ... "
The young man temporarily stopped when he turned the book, his eyebrows twisted again, a look of "why are you doing so many things", and turned to face the two.
"What car?"
Zheng Qinghui sneered again: "Are you still pretending to be stupid, the forum has been spread all over, you are pretending to be pretending."
"calm down."
Cheng Yueyang hurriedly pulled him to prevent him from going up and beating people. He pulled out his phone and handed the photo from the forum to Ji Changze.
Refers to the red convertible behind Ji Changze above: "This is the car."
The youth glanced coldly:
"Oh."
Cheng Yueyang: "..."
Zheng Qinghui's temper suddenly came up: "You thought we gave you science, right, Ji Changze, I said you are also good-faced, say my car is yours, and then go pick up girl, your cheeks Why are you so thick? "
Ji Changze was still expressionless and his voice was cold: "Did I say that?"
Zheng Qinghui sneered: "Did you not say?"
Cheng Yueyang: "... that, Qinghui, he really didn't say that."
"This picture was posted on the Internet by someone else, and at the beginning, the wording was [the real rich and rich second generation matches the beautiful women with good figure and beauty], Ji Changze himself has never spoken."
With that said, he also showed Zheng Qinghui the title of the post that had been popularized.
Zheng Qinghui: "This post has been floating on the school forum for three days. There is a post. There are people on Weibo and Aite. Do you think he will not see it?"
He was quite capable of analysis. He looked down and looked at Ji Changze sitting there and concluded: "He knows that this kind of lie will definitely be pierced one day, so he does not deny or admit it, even when others know the truth. Ask him, he can also say he doesn't know. "
"Ji Changze, what else do you have to say, you can say that you do n’t read the forums and posts, there are always Weibo, you often send some foreign academic papers on Weibo, this matter has been sent after the incident, it has been Say that while you are sending academic papers, you can't see anyone else. You are my fool. "
Cheng Yueyang wanted to persuade him again, just opened his mouth and suddenly reacted again.
Yeah.
This does not make sense.
He now also believes that Ji Changze is embracing the idea that Zheng Qinghui said, and his expression is a little embarrassing: "Nagasawa, you apologize to Qinghui. It is also wrong to say this thing."
Ji Changze: "I'm not on Weibo."
With a chuckle, Zheng Qinghui took out his mobile phone, found Ji Changze's Weibo and clicked it in, handed the main page to him, and refreshed and asked:
"Okay, you said, you don't use Weibo, who did these Weibo posts every day? Ghost?"
"I refresh it like this, will it be sent? Will it? Will you see it?"
― "Pedal Pedal!"
The Weibo refresh was successful.
In the sight of the three, Ji Changze's Weibo showed a new Weibo.
Zheng Qinghui: "..."
Cheng Yueyang: "..."
Ji Changze: "It will."
Zheng Qinghui didn't believe it and took a close look at Weibo, but how to look at it, the release date is one second ago.
He went to see Ji Changze again.
The young man was still sitting there in an upright manner, just as he had just done, without both hands holding the mobile phone.
Zheng Qinghui: "... how did you do it?"
Ji Changze: "Timely publish Weibo."
Regular release? ?
What about Weibo?
Seeing his unbelief, Ji Changze's tone was still light:
"Don't you look at its novice guide after downloading Weibo?"
Zheng Qinghui: "..."
Although Ji Changze still has no expression on his face, the tone is still the same as before.
But why ... he always felt that the person in front of him was wondering that his IQ was so low.
Zheng Qinghui: "Who said I didn't read it, I read it, but who would remember this little thing, right?
Cheng Yueyang: "I didn't read it. Where is this beginner's guide?"
"not yet."
The youth nodded slightly: "I made it myself."
Zheng Qinghui: "..."
Cheng Yueyang: ... Yes, Ji Changze loves to do such a thing.
Zheng Qinghui still feels that he is being put on routine: "No, can't you post on Weibo? What do you do regularly?"
Ji Changze: "Wasting time."
Zheng Qinghui: "..."
Why is it so annoying?
He rolled up his sleeves and was about to go up. Cheng Yueyang quickly stopped him: "Calm and calm, he is like this, and it was the same with me before."
In order to avoid roommates fighting, or Zheng Qinghui unilaterally beating Ji Changze, Cheng Yueyang coughed:
"Nagasawa, you explained it clearly, didn't you just post a Weibo? And you think it's a waste of time, you just have to post it."
"Not feasible."
Ji Changze: "I need Weibo followers."
"If you send it out in one breath, according to the calculation, only one out of 100 people will finish reading it, but once in a while, one hundred and thirty-four people will finish reading, of which an average of eight people will follow . "
Cheng Yueyang nodded frequently.
Then he issued a soul question: "So what do you want your fans to do?"
The young man glanced at him with some doubt, a look of "do you not understand this"?
"Of course, experiment."
Facing the dumb face, he directly turned on the computer and clicked on the file marked [the main reason for the increase in the number of fans].
Show it to the two.
It not only records all kinds of data in detail, but also writes how the fans responded to the content he sent, whether anyone took the pass, and because of what the pass was and what the general mentality was when taking the pass.
I know at a glance that these things are definitely not a one-day job.
Of course, in fact, it is just a day's work.
After all, the original owner engaged in Weibo to pretend to be forced, and the mentality is indeed what Zheng Qinghui said.
But it doesn't matter now.
Ji Changze was very patient at the moment, and then quit and clicked on another file: "There is also a ppt here, which can show all the data more intuitively."
"If you want to see it, I can send you a copy."
Zheng Qinghui: "..."
Cheng Yueyang: "..."
Who wants to see this stuff!
Zheng Qinghui doesn't want to care about car or car now, he just wants to know one thing:
"So, what's the use?"
The expression of youth is still cold.
"Can sell money."
Zheng Qinghui: "????? This stuff? Sell money?"
Ji Changze nodded blankly: "The marketing company will buy it."
Zheng Qinghui: "... Which company would buy this thing? No, wait, you really don't know what happened on the forum?"
"Ok."
Youth brow is still frowning, took out the mobile phone in the drawer, and threw it to Zheng Qinghui:
"Don't believe in reading, don't disturb me reading."
Zheng Qinghui turned on the phone silently.
Well, once opened, the page was full.
It's just not software, but files.
Just click on one of them, and the densely packed foreign languages ​​will be academic papers at a glance.
Zheng Qinghui rummaged through it unbelievably, but he didn't find a social software commonly used by young people today, let alone forum games.
He was speechless for a while.
No wonder Ji Nagasawa didn't know about it.
This guy is simply a body in downtown, and a soul in the deep forest.
But why, he always feels that Ji Changze is lying to him?
Zheng Qinghui looked up and down skeptically at Ji Changze, who was turning pages at a rate of ten seconds, his mind cleared.
"Don't you want to lie to me, think you can be fooled by me this way? If you weren't guilty, would you turn the book so quickly? At such a little time, you can't finish the five elements."
The young man's eyebrows grew stronger.
He put down the book and turned to read it;
"You are noisy."
"Don't talk to me and waste time."
Zheng Qinghui: ... Yes, that's what this looks like.
Before that, everyone didn't just say two sentences, he took the dead face and said they were arguing.
Noisy, noisy, during the day, not at night.
The key is that Ji Changze, the kid, also went to the counselor and complained that they disturbed him to study.
Because of the nauseous things in the past, Zheng Qinghui's anger burst out again.
"What do you pretend to waste time with one bite, how precious is your time, your cleaning is a waste of time, our time is not time? Just you are the master? We all have to wait for you ?!"
"Turning a book is the same as in the sky. What kind of outfit do you have? Your grades are not particularly good. The elder brothers of the school are not pretending to be good. You pretend."
The more he talked, the more angry he reached out and grabbed the book on the table, turned a few pages, and the expression looked more mocking:
"You read such a profound book? Ji Changze, you are really pretending, if I do n’t know your grades, I really think how powerful you are, do n’t think it ’s over, I tell you, the bedroom You have to do the cleaning and throw the garbage, otherwise do n’t blame me for being unkind to you. "
He entered the university by scratching the line.
As a rich second generation, Zheng Qinghui doesn't love drag racing, drinking, and girls.
He likes to work hard.
To prove that he is not worse than his father.
At the beginning of high school in the first three years, he was struggling to get into the beam, and he entered the exam. The most admired and envious ones are those who study.
But he came in, not for the sake of being a roommate for the roommate.
Seeing him take away the book, the youth looked slightly cold.
Reach out: "Return me."
Seeing this, Cheng Yueyang quickly grabbed Zheng Qinghui: "Qinghui, you should return the book to him first. Let's say it carefully, don't make it unsightly, it won't look good. In case of punishment ..."
"Do you still want to see him pretending to be silly? How long have we endured him? He thought he was a and he didn't eat fireworks on earth."
Zheng Qinghui endured for so long, this time Ji Changze "stained" his car, but he couldn't help but explode.
He turned the book to the previous page: "Come on, don't you pretend to look at one page yourself? If you can tell the general content of this page, I won't blame it. I will clean up your hygiene in the future. , I treat you like an uncle. "
The youth looked at him quietly for three seconds.
Then he stretched his hand back and began to mute without expression.
As soon as he raised his head, Zheng Qinghui's complexion changed.
Ji Changze actually began to recite from the first word on this page, and the word is correct.
Cheng Yueyang saw that his face was wrong, and he moved up curiously: "What's wrong? Lying!"
The two were dumbfounded and watched Ji Changze just so straight back.
Zheng Qinghui: "..."
Cheng Yueyang: "..."
Up to the last word on this page, there was nothing wrong.
The two looked at each other, and they both saw the dullness in the other's eyes.
Zheng Qinghui recovered his mind first and glanced suspiciously at Ji Changze who had no expression on his face as usual.
"Is it deceiving, or have you read this book long ago?"
He turned and found a book on his bed.
The book was not issued by the school, but he specifically bought it to edify his own.
I usually feel sleepy when I can't see three lines, hypnotic artifact.
He casually turned a page and handed it to Ji Changze: "To show you a minute, if you can memorize it as before, I will apologize to you."
Cheng Yueyang looked at the book and leaned into Zheng Qinghui's ear: "Qinghui, is this bad?"
"It's okay."
Zheng Qinghui is confident: "This book is not generally obscure and difficult to understand. If he really can read it with just a few glances, then he is not human."
"What can it be if it's not human."
"Fairy chant."
Zheng Qinghui's words just landed. The young man scanned the contents and handed the book back.
Then, open your back with a dull voice.
It's still not bad.
It is still from the first word to the last word.
Zheng Qinghui: "..."
Cheng Yueyang: "..."
"No, no, if you have this skill, how can your grades be so average."
Ji Changze glanced coldly at him: "Too many topics, wasting time."
Cheng Yueyang was afraid that Zheng Qinghui would get angry again, and he quickly helped explain: "He means that he has all those questions, and answering them again is a waste of time ..."
He is not very sure.
Will anyone really do this?
Then I looked back at this young man who was clearly a king, but lived among them with silver identity.
Suddenly, well, there really is.
Zheng Qinghui's expression was still stunned. He turned a page at will if he didn't believe it and handed it to Ji Changze: "Come again! I won't believe it."
The young man's eyebrows were still twisted, and his expression was already somewhat impatient.
Cheng Yueyang quickly persuaded him: "Nagasawa, the last time, really the last time."
Perhaps his attitude was fairly good. Although Ji Changze looked cool, he still gave him the face and took the book.
Then, again the same result.
Cheng Yueyang: "... Mama."
Zheng Qinghui has been completely dumbfounded.
Ji Changze didn't care about the car because he never used social software.
Ji Changze tweeted every day to experiment.
Ji Changze was so cold that he didn't think they were noisy every day because his brain was recording knowledge as fast as a computer.
How did he feel that this world is so magical?
Cheng Yueyang was also shocked. He still remembered to maintain the harmony of the dormitory and took the opportunity to face the aggrieved Zheng Qinghui:
"Qinghui, look, he didn't lie, let's expose it."
Zheng Qinghui didn't seem to hear what he said at all, but came straight forward.
Cheng Yueyang was startled: "Qinghui, don't be impulsive, don't you all explain ..."
Then, he watched the roommate of Ji Naozawa, who was the most unhappy in the entire dormitory, walk to the youth.
"Fairy, you have worked hard for the fairy."
Oh……
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