C42 Holiday Syndrome 1

After a full week in Japan, Gou and Zhang are finally about to leave for China. He was packing up in the hotel room.

He collected the clothes that were still hanging out on the balcony, looked at the CEO, who was still in bed with Mr. Zhou, and helped him put his underwear in as well.

After packing his luggage properly, Gu Zhen walked over to the bed on the floor and knelt on it. He leaned over Zhang Heng and pushed his hands away in an attempt to wake him up.

Who knew that Zhang Hengfeng would never wake up. Ignoring Gu Qishao, he flipped over and fell asleep again.

Zhang Heng was so happy that he flew up to the sky and stood beside the sun. Through that kiss, Zhang Heng began to distort things...

Gu Zhen got up and kicked Zhang Heng's butt, then turned around and pretended that nothing had happened. After all, it was a serious problem for a subordinate to act violently towards his superior …

Zhang Heng was finally woken up by the kick. He shook his messy head, his eyes half open and shakily trying to stand up, but he still fell down. He staunchly stood up again after falling down.

In the end, Zhang Heng defeated the Sleeping Demon. He brushed his teeth, pulled and pulled on it.

Gu Zhen entered the bathroom and kicked Zhang Heng in the back: "Be more serious."

Gu Ke pulled out his dried towel and prepared to put it in the trunk. On the other hand, Zhang Heng was standing in front of the washstand, staring at Gu Ke with a stupefied expression.

Oh heavens … I think I saw the same Gu Qishao from seven years ago...

Seven years ago, Gu Que also reminded his life of the trivia and study like this.

He remembered that it was the third day of the examination — an extremely ordinary day.

"Students, let's finish today's review. When we go back, we must …" The language teacher at the podium was setting up the ancient text reading, ancient poetry reading and modern language reading for this week … Although there was a requirement of only how many questions per week were written, over the course of a week, a lot of questions had been written.

Gu Ke listened attentively to the three minutes of dragging out the class, carefully recorded the homework, and then added it into the study plan in time. The plan had been worked out last week.

This learning method is based on a wide variety of experience exchange and analysis lectures combined with their own experience. Usually, he wouldn't tell others because he didn't need to. Everyone in Gu Ke's class was a bookworm.

The so-called straight-A student doesn't care about your notes and experience, but the scum is different.

On the third day of the new year, Zhang Heng was still a straight-A student. He relied on his good looks and played basketball very well. There were always some girls who worshipped him, so he was always looked down upon by some of the boys in his class.

In the middle of the transfer, there came a Ximen Qing. He was both elegant and unrestrained, causing them to have to hold torches for several years to feed their dogs.

However, our Zhang Heng did not agree to any of the female students' confessions, just silently alone, even though all sorts of rumors of him already having a girlfriend flew around.

Zhang Heng felt that if he agreed, not only would he hurt the girl's feelings, but he wouldn't have the time to "be together" — to study together, to eat together, to sit at the front and back tables together …

For a while the head teacher wondered. Although Zhang Heng did not sleep during class, he liked to fish all the time and always did his homework. Because of the special nature of the homework, he would correct the answers by himself after the exams were over and rarely checked, so the form teacher did not know how Zhang Heng's homework was done.

Every time the exam results were announced, the homeroom teacher would see that Zhang Heng's ranking was only medium for the entire grade and had just stepped onto the scoreboard of a high school. But for the focus of their attention, from the point of view of the sharp point of the knife, Zhang Heng was nothing but a dreg.

The homeroom teacher thought that Zhang Heng's parents were wealthy and had thrown a handful of money in front of the exam. Unexpectedly, Zhang Heng's parents did not care about his score at all, because it was simply too busy. In any case, Zhang Heng would have to go abroad sooner or later. If he failed the examination, he could go abroad as soon as possible to learn about business knowledge and inherit the company.

Because it was the Important Class, everyone had to sit alone at a table. Each row was divided to avoid speaking with each other during the evening cultivation.

Therefore, they did not share the same table. Then the full force of the front and back table will come, coincidentally their class is double line.

"How do I solve this problem?" Zhang Heng stretched out a review book from behind his back — — It was the historical "Five Years of Intermediate Examination, Three Years of Simulations"

Gu Ke was stunned for a moment. He slowly turned his head and saw that it was history …

"Can you take notes and read the textbook properly? "Actually, history is quite simple."

"Why do I feel like you're mocking me for being stupid?"

"You're thinking too much."

Gu Yin turned around and took out his pen to help Zhang Heng with the history of the multiple choice questions. In less than fifteen minutes, all twenty of them were completed.

"Tell me, which question do you not know?" "Let me tell you, go back and properly review the contents of this knowledge point. It shows that it is a weak point."

Unexpectedly, Zhang Heng waved his hand and said, "All of them."

"…" Gu wanted to ignore Zhang Heng at this point, but using Ah Q's method of spiritual victory, he convinced himself that helping others was a better opportunity for him to review.

Therefore, Gu Zhen was very patient. Even if he wasn't, he pretended to be very patient as he told Zhang Heng about the bad points that Gu Zhen felt he had been lecturing on countless times.

Zhang Heng slightly nodded his head to show his understanding. "En, so that's how it is …"

After half an hour of struggle, Gu Zheng once again instilled the key to his teacher's lecture into Zhang Heng's mind, hoping that Zhang Heng would not have to put his left ear into his right ear to get out of the room …

Zhang Erheng covered the red pen with the cover. He had just drawn the main point and absorbed the essence of the examination syllabus from the reaction of the question. He put away the five years of middle school exams and the three years of simulation.

"Study hard, don't always want to play." Gu Ke sighed. After all, he was always by his side … He was only a male friend, so he might as well give him some advice.

But Zhang Heng said, "No …"

"Still trying to quibble?" Gu Ke muttered softly.

Wasn't it obviously because he always went to the court to play basketball and attract flowers, causing trouble with the butterflies …

"I've been thinking about you."

Gu Ke had nothing to say, so he was silent. His earlobes were a little red.

"..." "What do you want to learn from me?" Gu Ke ignored him, turned around and continued to brush up on his questions.

That's right, it's just like it was seven years ago. It was as if he had recovered his true nature during the time they had been together.

In the past, he was even more indifferent, regardless of whether he was restrained or not. Now, he understood a bit of the ways of the world.

After washing his face and rinsing his mouth, Zhang Heng came out to look at Gu Ke's packed luggage. He asked, "Are you all done packing?"

"Big Boss, our plane leaves in the afternoon. Please give us your luggage." He took a sip of tea.

Zhang Heng was surprised, he did not expect that after a night, Gu Zhen would learn to sneer, and his tongue would turn venomous!

"Yoo ~ ~"

"Quick, pack." It was another warm piece of advice.

Zhang Heng had no choice but to brace himself. It was all his fault for doing such a thing to him last night. It had caused him to be too excited all night... Furthermore, Gu Zhen was sleeping right next to him. If he wanted to hug her, he couldn't, which made him the loneliest.

Zhang Heng walked over to his luggage and saw that his clothes were neatly folded together. "Did you help me fold them? A good assistant from China! "

Gu Jingxin said, "You must be a good Chinese nanny..." Still, he held himself back, in case Zhang Hengcheng said again that he was bewitched by something or that something was wrong …

Zhang Henggong weighed their luggage and found that they were missing something.

Gu Zhen asked, "What's missing?"

Zhang Heng thought for a while before looking around the hotel room and replying, "Handwritten letter."

"To whom?"

"Family... And the colleagues of the company. "

Gu Ke nodded in agreement. In the end, he added something that was specifically meant to provoke Zhang Heng: "We have to get rich. "But he has to spend it all."

Zhang Heng was surprised once again. "I'll listen to your sentences for a long time!"

Gu Zhen ignored him, took the luggage and pushed it out the door.

The Lady Boss politely greeted them. When she saw Gu Ke and Zhang Heng pushing their luggage out, she said, "Please come again next time. It's a pleasant journey, and we have a pleasant journey."

"I'm out."

The typical family daily conversation, let Zhang Heng feel very warm.

Those "I'm back" "Have a pleasant journey" "Welcome back" were all very warm …

Zhang and Gu carried the letters to a shopping mall near the Tokyo Tower. Although he also knew that these modern shopping malls in Tokyo rarely sold meaningful and charismatic handwritten messages, his colleagues were all superficial and loved cosmetics and bags … Or the periphery that every otaku loved.

After a while, Zhang Heng and Gu Ke walked out of the mall with big bags and small bags. They threw the things in their hands into the trunk and stepped on the gas to move forward.

"We're going to return the car to the rental company, right?"

"Yes, when we get to the airport, someone will pick it up from the parking lot."

The reason why Gu Ke asked this question was because of the occupational disease. He is Zhang Heng's assistant and is responsible for managing the office documents and scheduling of the president.

The two of them checked in, leaving only their backpacks behind. After passing the gate, they boarded the plane.

Zhang Heng took out an eye patch from the back of his backpack and handed it to Gu Zhen. "Wear this mask when you sleep."

Gu Zhen took it and asked, "Why?" This was because he wasn't afraid of the light at all.

"There's no other reason!" Zhang Heng's eyes were averting his gaze.