"What did you come in for?" Li Tingshi asked strangely.
Li Chengzhong said: "I'll stay with you. I wrote this manuscript this afternoon. It's very sloppy. I'm afraid you can't understand it. I'm here and you can ask at any time."
"No, I can understand it. If you go out, I can't type while you are here." Li Tingshi said nonsensically.
Li Chengzhong looked at Li Tingshi strangely, as if he couldn't type anything? What kind of strange problem is this?
However, when Li Tingshi was asked to help with typing in the past, he was not present. Li Chengzhong didn't think much and said, "Then I'm out. If there are words you don't understand, come and ask."
Li Tingshi was speechless for a while, and now she began to look at the manuscript seriously. Li Tingshi sadly discovered why Li Chengzhong was sitting here, because Li Tingshi hardly knew a few words. How could this be a little sloppy? It was just a wild cursive.
Well!
"Hey, do you know these words?" Li Tingshi handed the manuscript to Peng Liang and asked.
"I always thought I was the only one with such ugly handwriting, but it turns out your dad can give me a run for his money." Peng Liang touched the beard on his chin and said with admiration.
Li Tingshi finally discovered Peng Liang's first advantage, which is that he can understand no matter how scrawled his handwriting is, because he is an expert in this field. It is said that their Chinese teacher, every time he looks at Peng Liang's homework, he is better than
It takes ten times more time to read other people’s homework.
"You read it to me and I'll type it," Li Tingshi said.
Peng Liang began to read in a low voice.
"Slow down, you type so fast, speak slowly." Li Tingshi said dissatisfied.
Peng Liang slowed down his speaking speed.
"You will die if you slow down, slow down." Li Tingshi complained.
Peng Liang quits, how slow does it have to be? Isn’t this girl’s typing speed too slow?
Peng Liang also didn't want to think about it. Is there any comparison between the typing speed of a good student who has never been to an Internet cafe and a person who plays games with a computer every day?
Peng Liang grabbed the edge of Li Tingshi's chair, pushed it back a little, and then turned out of the table. This frightened Li Tingshi: "What are you going to do? Squat back quickly."
Peng Liang shrugged and said, "Don't worry, I don't stand up, I just squat down. Even if your dad comes in, you may not be able to see me."
Peng Liang squatted and turned around, with his back to Li Tingshi, placed Li Chengzhong's manuscript in front of the keyboard, then put his hands on the keyboard and started "cracking" crazily.
Li Tingshi looked at Peng Liang in surprise. It turned out that this guy's typing speed was so fast.
Under the table, you can at least sit down, but now you can only squat. Sitting on the ground is too short for typing, but squatting like this all the time is too much for your legs.
"Open your thighs," Peng Liang said to Li Tingshi.
Li Tingshi was stunned for a moment and immediately understood what Peng Liang meant. He wanted to sit down.
Li Tingshi did not embarrass Peng Liang. After a while, she could just listen carefully to the footsteps outside. As soon as she heard the footsteps, she would immediately ask Peng Liang to squat back.
Li Tingshi's face was a little rosy as she spread her legs. It was a bit awkward to open her legs in front of a man...
Peng Liang sat on the chair and felt much more comfortable. The angle was suitable but too large, and his typing speed increased again.
Li Tingshi saw Peng Liang typing seriously from the side. They all said that men are most attractive when they are concentrating on doing things. It is indeed true. Peng Liang seems to be more handsome than usual when he is serious.
Li Tingshi shook her head vigorously, Li Tingshi, Li Tingshi, what are you thinking about?
Suddenly, Peng Liang stopped. Li Tingshi looked at Peng Liang strangely. She didn't know why he stopped suddenly. Is there a word he didn't recognize?
She saw Peng Liang quickly take out a cigarette from his pocket, and then quickly took out a lighter. Li Tingshi almost cried out of fright, and quickly snatched the cigarette from Peng Liang's mouth.
"Brother, do you really want to die that much? This is my house. It doesn't matter if you are a guest, but you have no identity now. I will be responsible for everything you do. I will take care of you later.
Dad smells cigarette smoke, should I say that it was me who smoked?" Li Tingshi said with a bitter face.
Peng Liang sweated a little and said: "Mistake, I forgot that this is your home."
Peng Liang put the cigarette back into the cigarette case. After this interruption, Peng Liang was obviously not concentrating just now. While typing, he quietly chatted with Li Tingshi.
"What should I do tonight? If I don't go back today, I have to call home." Peng Liang said.
Li Tingshi's face turned red. If Peng Liang really doesn't go back at night, where can he sleep? There is only one bed here, so he can't sleep with Peng Liang, right?
"Let's wait and see what happens." Li Tingshi said helplessly.
Wait and see? It's easy to say, but it's not easy to handle. If you just call your parents, you can really wait, but there is Zhao Xueting at home. She doesn't have a phone. How can I notify her when her parents come back later?
What if Zhao Xueting waits for him to come back at night to finish eating? Doesn’t it mean that she has to wait until her parents fall asleep at night before she can come out to find something to eat? Moreover, since she is not at home, the door in the room cannot be locked.
If Zhao Xueting was worried that she would be exposed, wouldn't she have been locked in the closet all the time?
"What are you thinking about? Hurry up and type." Seeing Peng Liang in a daze, Li Tingshi asked.
Peng Liang quickly started typing. After typing quickly, Peng Liang sat back under the table. Li Tingshi used the printer to print out the manuscript, and then went to find Li Chengzhong.
Peng Liang was thinking about Zhao Xueting. He was worried that she would want to take a bath again, causing the wound on her back to touch the water. He was worried that she would be hungry or suffocated in the closet.
Worried that she might be attacked by unknown persons again.
With a wry smile, he took out a cigarette and lit it. It seemed that unknowingly, Zhao Xueting's status in his mind had caught up with Li Tingshi, and even surpassed it a little bit.
After all, Peng Liang has been spending time with Zhao Xueting these days, and has not met much with Li Tingshi. Moreover, the relationship between Peng Liang and Li Tingshi was very ordinary in the past. It was only after he got the magic dice of destiny that the relationship grew rapidly.
Alas, how should we deal with the relationship between these two girls in the future? Peng Liang took a long puff of cigarette with some irritation.
Li Tingshi completed the task so quickly today and was praised by Li Chengzhong. She returned to the room and was about to show off. Suddenly she smelled smoke in her nose. She was so scared that a drop of cold sweat appeared on her head. She quickly locked the door and then
He rushed to the window and opened it.
Then she ran to the computer desktop and saw Peng Liang puffing away under the table. Li Tingshi's face was gloomy. She snatched half of the cigarette butt from Peng Liang's hand and threw it out of the window.