MTL - The Road to Slaying God-Chapter 5 Troublesome doorman [urgent need for collection and recommendation ticket]

With full regret, I took a look here and took a few oil while taking the opportunity. Soon, I arrived at the school in less than an hour.

"Uncle, uncle, uncle ..."

The propaganda that was going to turn over the fence still decided to go straight to the door. At this time, turning over the wall could easily be misunderstood by the security guards.

"What's shouting? It's been waiting for you for almost an hour. I heard that you went to work in the provincial capital this summer?" A skinny, spectacled old man came out of the gatehouse in pants.

"Hey, Uncle Wang! Yeah yeah ... just to get paid, so a few days late, Uncle Wang, have you enjoyed your summer vacation?"

Zhang Yang smirked and pleased the old man. Although Zhang Yang didn't like to speak, he didn't dare to show disrespect to the doorman. Normally, he needed the old man's grace to go out and go to school.

"What a pleasure, unhappy, lonely ..."

The old man sighed and opened the iron door. The shaft of the iron door made a disturbing sound of friction. He heard this sound for a few years. He didn't understand why the old man didn't deal with it. It was just a simple matter of dropping a few drops of oil. There is too much used oil in a motorcycle repair shop.

"Hey, uncle Wang, you should find a wife." Zhang Yang perfunctoryly walked inward. This old wife died prematurely, lonely and lonely. He likes to hold the student to his knees to talk, and even talks at night by candlelight. Zhang Yang is often One of the victims, the most depressing, was to accompany the smiling face while listening to the old man talking about the revolutionary history of "thinking about the beginning".

"Hey, I have a goal ..." Speaking of his wife, the listless old man suddenly looked up.

"Oh, got it?" Zhang Yang had to stop. The old man couldn't be offended. If he left when he was talking well, it is estimated that the old man would hate him for a lifetime.

"Yeah, yeah, Professor Li who teaches Chinese is dead," the old man rejoiced.

"Professor Li is dead?" Zhang Yang knew Professor Li, but he couldn't think of the relationship between Professor Li's death and the old man looking for a wife.

"Hey, his wife is about the same age as me ..." The old man heard shuddering doubts, and said shyly.

"Ahem ..." Zhang Yang was sweating and silent.

"Hey." The old man also seemed a little embarrassed, hey laughed: "You go to bed earlier and get tired, took the train for a few hours, and you're tired, right, why did you come so late? A second grade ride with you One of my female classmates has been here for a long time. "

"Oh ... it's all right, I walked."

Immediately, if Zhang Yang was pardoned, he walked away. He had speculated that the girl had already returned to school. Otherwise, the old man would not say that he had waited for a long time, and the girl must tell the old man that he was here.

"Ah ... Uncle Wang?"

The old man's arm blocked Zhang Yang, Zhang Yang could not help but stunned, holding his body stiffly.

"That girl is good, why don't you chase it?" The old man asked.

"Ahem ... I don't even know her ..." Zhang Yang scolded the dead old man in a mess.

"I don't know her, so why did she let me tell you that she had something to do with you?" The old man asked nervously, staring nervously.

"Oh ... my money ... something was forgotten with her." Zhang Yang pretended to pat her head.

"That's it. Then you go to bed early, remember, don't do those peeping next time, it's shameful, still looking for a girlfriend seriously, man, at your age, yes Needed. "The old man was meaningful.

"Eun, thank you Wang Bo for your concern. Good night Wang Bo, I am going to bed." Zhang Yang let the old man loose his hand and fled immediately.

...

"Hey, what a good child, in order to save a little bit of taxi expenses, I actually took an hour. Unfortunately, I was a little bit timid. Other girls obviously like you, and dare not chase them, but they do n’t work all day and do peeping. If you peep, you can peep. What's the matter? What's the matter? Now, let's get rid of school and stay at school to see ... Hey, this kid is quite smart. He actually knows to peep at the girl's dormitory with a digital camera. I When you were young, did you not think of pinching? "

Looking at Zhang Yang's disappearing back, the old man mumbled in his mouth, his face regretted for a while, and then he was annoyed. Finally, he sighed and walked into the door guard with his hands on his back and began to ponder how to pursue Professor Li Wife.

The door to the dormitory made a public statement, and the old man was no better at talking than Wang Bo.

The male dormitory appears heavy at night, and the light bulbs above the corridor are particularly dim in the darkness before dawn. Zhang Yang spent a few happy years in a state of ascension and high spirits.

It is on the fifth floor that he secretly took thousands of photos in the past few years. The target characters are all the beauties in the female dormitory building at the back ...

Fortunately for Zhang Yang, because of the hot weather in room 512, the door of room 512 is open. In fact, because of the hot weather, many rooms will be open for ventilation at night.

Zhang Yang walked into the room lightly and climbed to his bed. The bed was still the same as when he left the bed. There was a mattress on the plank, and he felt a lot of dust when he touched it with his hands. At this time, if the roommates are woken up by cleaning and sanitation, there is the danger of being beaten as the last **** in China.

Stupidly, Zhang Yang thought of the sharply dripping zigzag dagger with blood, the smooth and white skin, the delicate flowery face, and the soft warmth ... the movie in his head was like remembering a movie in the train What happened in the end, in the end, Wang Bo ’s face with orange peel took up the entire space in his mind, slowly, getting bigger and bigger, bigger and bigger like a fried pancake ...

Finally, Zhang Yang drooled to sleep, he was too tired.

It seemed like that moment, or just a while, Zhang Yang was awakened by a loud noise, opened his fluffy eyes and saw that roommates were washing their faces and rinsing their beds.

"What are you doing?" Zhang Yang sat up stupidly and asked.

"Well ... our prince is back ..." A guy ran out of the toilet with a toothbrush in his mouth. [Don't forget to vote for collection]