When Zhang Zejun, the last person in the dormitory, pushed open the door and came in, he thought he was in the wrong room.
It was normal for Cheng Yueyang to sit on his own table and read books. After all, Cheng Yueyang had much less time in school because he wanted to work and study, and he usually liked to look for opportunities to study.
Ji Changze was also reading a book.
This was normal, too. What Ji Changze often does in the dormitory was reading (or pretending to).
Zhang Zejun looked confused as if in a dream. That guy just put down the mop, walked past the ground that was mopped nearly to reflect light, quickly washed an apple, and especially carefully peeled and cut into pieces with special care, and then inserted a toothpick.
Finally, juvenile man took this apple, which had changed from an ordinary apple to a shredded apple, and set it on Ji Changze’s table.
Smiling, looking kind, and was gentle.
“Changze, eat some apples. I put toothpicks on them. It won’t take too much time.”
The young man looked away from the book for a second, and looked calm.
Clearly it was the original cold and indifferent expression, and the same tone of voice. If this was before, Zheng Qinghui’s temper would definitely come up.
“You’re welcome, I’ll get when you’re finished.”
Zheng Qinghui’s expression was flattering. Looking like he couldn’t wait to rush up and give Ji Changze a shoulder massage.
The flattery was simply hard to look at.
He must have pushed open the bedroom door from the wrong position.
He silently walked out and opened it again.
Zheng Qinghui was still smiling at Ji Changze.
Didn’t he just go home for a little while?
It’s only been one day. He was only gone one day, right?
Why did he feel that, with just one trip, the entire dormitory changed?
Zheng Qinghui took the lead in seeing him. He called out, smiled and took an apple like before and threw it directly into Zhang Zejun’s arms.
The same attitude as before, even the same apple-throwing gesture.
But Zhang Zejun still looked dumbfounded.
He couldn’t help but follow Zheng Qinghui’s example of lowering his voice, “Qinghui, why are you talking so softly?”
Zheng Qinghui whispered, “I’m afraid it would disturb Changze’s study.”
Sure enough, he was still dreaming.
He didn’t know what to do. He could only feel at a loss and walk into the bedroom with the apple. When he passed by Cheng Yueyang, he looked at the basin next to him strangely.
“Yueyang, why didn’t you do your laundry?”
His voice is still very soft.
Cheng Yueyang scribbled, “I can’t waste time, I don’t have much time left, I have to study!!”
Zheng Qinghui, who was busy trying to wipe the table again, was reminded.
“Yes, I don’t have much time. I have to study!”
He completely forgot how he didn’t believe this ‘time is short’ theory before.
There was nothing left in his mind but: This is what Ji Changze, the schoolmaster, said.
The person was so smart that they don’t even do laundry for studying!
Of course, he wanted it too.
Zhang Zejun once again looked at Zheng Qinghui with a dumbfounded look. He took off his clothes, although he only took off his coat.
But he didn’t wash it after taking it off. He threw it directly into the basin.
Zheng Qinghui was the cleanest of all.
“Qinghui, what are you doing?”
“I can’t waste time. I want to study.”
Zhang Zejun: “… forget it. I’ll bring your clothes down when I go down later.”
Both of them had a disgusted look, “The washing machine downstairs is too dirty. I advise you not to wash it downstairs either.”
Zhang Zejun: “… Then if I don’t wash them downstairs, should I wash it by hand?”
“Don’t, it’s a waste of time. I’ll tell you, Old Jun, the average life expectancy of a person is 75 years old, that is …”
Obviously, it was the same scientific research (brainwashing), but Cheng Yueyang’s skills were worse.
Zhang Zejun listened with a face not knowing whether to cry or laugh.
“If it’s as you say, that means we all shouldn’t wash our clothes anymore? Then don’t take a shower either. No, tell me, when did you guys get so, so …”
He struggled for a long time, but couldn’t say such ‘good words’.
Zhang Zejun said that, and glanced at Ji Changze who was still quietly reading.
He has no ill feelings towards Ji Changze.
But there were definitely no good feelings. After all, Ji Changze did those things before…
As the head of the dorm room, Zhang Zejun has suffered a lot.
Thanks to his own honest nature, he didn’t care much about it. If it changed to Zheng Qinghui, he would have fought long ago.
But now seeing that both roommates were as if they were being possessed by evil, Zhang Zejun’s mind was worried.
He didn’t have the heart to beat around the bush and went straight up and asked.
“Changze, did you tell them not to do laundry?”
Ji Changze coldly glanced up at him.
Zheng Qinghui, whose expression was full of ‘I want to rely on the idol, and what the idol says is always right’, looked confused.
He looked at Cheng Yueyang, and Cheng Yueyang hurriedly waved his hand to explain, “He didn’t tell me not to wash clothes. He just told me how precious time is, and I didn’t wash the clothes myself.”
Ji Changze nodded with a neutral look on his face.
He didn’t have the intention to open his mouth.
After all, these were roommates in the dormitory. Zhang Zejun could be said to be the one with the best temper.
Simply put, others still need him to take the initiative to explain (fool them), but not Zhang Zejun.
He would fool himself into clarity.
Zheng Qinghui, who worships schoolmasters the most, still had a firm face, “Anyway, I’m going to be on par with Changze, and I’m not going to do my laundry.”
Ji Changze frowned slightly, with a little disapproval on his face.
Zheng Qinghui noticed it at a glance and quickly asked, “What’s wrong Changze? Can’t I do this? Do I have to change my study method?”
Ji Changze: “You don’t have to do that.”
Zheng Qinghui gushed out: I’ve always been admiring smart people since I was a child. To tell you the truth, I couldn’t get my grades up in junior high school, but I wasn’t discouraged. I asked my Dad to spend money to buy me into No.1 Middle School, and then I didn’t slacken my efforts at all. When I went to high school, it was a great effort to get into our school.”
“Changze, don’t worry, I’m not the kind of person who is calculating. We North Easterners, are all straightforward. I misunderstood you before, but I was wrong. I apologize to you. We will still be good brothers in the future!”
After that, he smiled again, “I will do whatever you do in the future. Don’t worry, I won’t waste my time either.”
Ji Changze looked slightly pensive and looked at him for several seconds.
Zheng Qinghui was full of expectation, expecting to get him to say some divine quotes.
Ji Changze: “Intelligence is innate.”
The implication was that no matter how hard Zheng Qinghui worked, he really couldn’t become a schoolmaster.
Zhang Zejun laughed without holding back. Seeing Zheng Qinghui glaring at himself, he quickly turned to cover his mouth. “Sorry, sorry. I couldn’t hold back.”
Ji Changze continued, “But it’s not like there aren’t ways to improve your intelligence.”
Zheng Qinghui, who had lost his face, immediately got up and looked forward to it again.
After saying this, he remembered something, and quickly added, “Don’t worry, I won’t use your method for nothing. You tell me, I will give money, treat you, and do anything.”
He really wanted to be an excellent person.
“Listen more, watch more, learn more.”
Ji Changze directly told him, “If you keep doing this, your intelligence would improve, but it won’t raise much.”
Zheng Qinghui’s smile froze.
Isn’t it a way that everyone knows?
He had always done this since he was a child.
From the time he was a little bean.
Touching his skull, he said, “This little one is really the son of Mr. Zheng. That is, it’s like a tiger with a tiger’s head and a tiger’s brain. A tiger father has no dog for a son. ” He had decided that he must be more than his father.
(TNote: A tiger father has no dog for a son = A tiger wouldn’t give birth to a dog / An excellent father wouldn’t give birth to ordinary children. Usually used to praise the children of others.)
Let people know that there was a saying, no tiger son would ever have a dog for a father!!
However, the ideal was rich, but reality was cruel.
No matter how hard he tried and tried to align himself with those geniuses, he was finally killed on the shores.
(TNote: killed on the shores/ the beach = idiom; meaning trying to leave your natural environment (like a fish/seal), you get killed before you could do anything.)
In the past, he would have directly mocked Ji Changze for fooling him.
But now, how could the schoolmaster fool him?
This remark must have profound meaning.
Zheng Qinghui blurted out, “Actually, I’ve been doing this since I was a kid, but I feel like I’m not much smarter. Is my method wrong? Or is it because I’m not learning the right things by listening and watching?”
Ji Changze pretended to ponder.
Then under the eyes of Zheng Qinghui that had a nervous expression, he nodded with an affirmative face.
“Probably because, you are extraordinarily stupid.”
Zhang Zejun couldn’t help it again, laughing hysterically.
Cheng Yueyang didn’t laugh. At this moment, the pitiable person who was always worried about the collapse of the plastic brotherhood in the dormitory, hastened to speak.
“Qinghui, don’t be angry. Changze just speaks frankly, Old Jun you also shouldn’t laugh.”
Zheng Qinghui wasn’t angry.
Even if he was angry, he wasn’t angry with Ji Changze.
How can a schoolmaster be wrong?
Even if it’s wrong, it must not be intentional.
Geniuses, there was always a little personality defect, he knows that.
Zheng Qinghui put on a strong smile and said, “It doesn’t matter, then I will stick to it. Changze, don’t worry, I will do nothing but study in the future, just like you. I believe that if this continues, I will succeed.”
Cheng Yueyang was also full of ambition, “Me too!”
Zhang Zejun, the only one who didn’t know what happened, asked, “… so I’m the only one who would clean our dormitory in the future??”
Ji Changze certainly couldn’t agree with them.
He shook his head, “I don’t recommend you doing this.”
“I can write down the contents of a page from a book in 10 seconds, and wash clothes for 45 minutes that is 2700 seconds. I can write down 270 more pages of knowledge a day, without wasting the time on laundry.”
“How much can you write down?”
He felt that his heart had been stabbed.
Cheng Yueyang calculated it and whispered a little awkwardly, “Probably … maybe … 10 pages?”
Zheng Qinghui felt that his heart has been stabbed again, “I can do 5 pages …”
Zhang Zejun: “Ah? What do you mean 10 seconds? Changze, are you… are you that powerful?”
Ji Changze: “I can take these clothes home to wash, can you?”
Right, their home wasn’t near here.
Zheng Qinghui, who was in the midst of frustration, suddenly realized something and jerked his head up with a look of dawning realization.
“I know! You have a good memory, you can write down the contents of a page of a book in 10 seconds. So, your time is precious, and that’s why your mother follows you to the capital!!”
Zhang Zejun: “?? What?? What the hell are you talking about??”
Zheng Qinghui, however, didn’t even bother to look at him, but was absorbed in his own thoughts.
No wonder Ji Changze had never done anything since school started.
Cleaning wasn’t done, and garbage wasn’t taken out.
Even the clothes would be taken back for his mother to wash.
(TNote: XD …. oh God, this guy is precious!)
Zheng Qinghui clapped his hands and was filled with regret, “Why didn’t you tell us about this? Do you know that there are people on the Internet who say that you are a giant baby? I can assure you that if those people knew the truth, they would be ashamed of themselves.”
Ji Changze: “Should I tell you?”
Cheng Yueyang got used to it and quickly opened his mouth to help explain, “Don’t misunderstand Qinghui, Changze …”
“I understand! I understand, I completely understand!”
Zheng Qinghui didn’t get angry, but looked at his face and understood: “Geniuses are like this, haven’t you seen those TV series? Changze is still good, at least we understand what he says.”
Zhang Zejun: “… Can you tell me exactly what happened??”
Zheng Qinghui however, clapped his hands.
Because he wanted to be a talent at an early age, he looked up a lot of information.
The reading machine, Zheng Qinghui, finally connected.
“Changze, you did the right thing. Your brain is so precious that you shouldn’t waste your time on such small things. No wonder you used to ignore people’s words and didn’t used to talk much. Yes, you did the right thing. You should put your limited time into unlimited learning, so as to live up to your brain.”
Ji Changze: … Ignoring people and not talking much, is because the original owner despises these roommates.
But he doesn’t have to admit it.
All he had to do was keep a straight face and not answer.
Sure enough, when Zheng Qinghui saw him like this, the look on his face became more and more certain.
“Don’t worry, you don’t need to take care of these trivial things personally. Those rumors on the Internet, I will help you deal with it, and the car. I’ll go online and apologize to you, don’t worry! Even if I throw dirty water on myself, I won’t damage your reputation.”
Ji Changze: “What reputation?”
“No, nothing, you don’t need to know these. You just need to study hard and win glory for the country and win glory for room 301!”
Zheng Qinghui’s face was full of hot-bloodedness. He found the computer and started to passionately defend the person.
Zhang Zejun: “… So, what happened??”
Cheng Yueyang: “it’s just that this matter was a misunderstanding toward Changze. He just didn’t bother to explain it.”
“Well, I’m going to do the laundry. Would you like to join me?”
Zhang Zejun, who is still in confusion: “… Aren’t you not doing your laundry?”
Cheng Yueyang: “Didn’t you hear what Changze said? He can learn so many things without doing laundry, which is more cost-effective. But I can’t. I’m not smart, and I don’t have a mother to wash clothes for me. I’d better do the laundry.”
“By the way, I’m telling you, Changze is now being accused of being a giant baby outside. We, 301, should be unanimous. Help him speak, don’t let people misunderstand him.”
Zhang Zejun now understood.
It was a misunderstanding, that’s good, that’s good…
He nodded: “Don’t worry.”
Two people packed the clothes and prepared to go out.
Ji Changze took a moment to look up and saw that Zhang Zejun had accepted the persona of ‘Ji Changze is a good person’ and turned the pen in his hand.
He just stated that, even if he didn’t do anything.
Zhang Zejun would also make up his own mind.
Sure enough, it was easy.