Quick Wear: Under the Skirt, All Beings Are Equal

This Oxford International Academic Seminar was held abroad. With the idea of ​​going abroad to have a good time, Chang Qing and his friends arrived in London a few days in advance. After putting their luggage in the hotel, they were dragged out by Zhao Yichuan, who had been to London several times.

In fact, Chang Qing felt that there was no difference between being abroad and being at home. Perhaps it was because Zhao Yichuan and others were around, so the quarrels were still as noisy and bickering as before.

Xu Zhou became more and more silent. Looking at the backs of the three people in front of him, his eyes were red.

"Xuzhou, do you think I can become a patriarch-like figure in the future?" Zhao Yichuan was bragging, but Changqing and He Lin beside him rolled their eyes at him. He immediately became unhappy and had to find someone who believed in him. Turning around, he found that Xuzhou was walking slowly behind him.

"Xuzhou, why are you so slow?" Zhao Yichuan stopped while complaining, and looked at him and ridiculed him again.

"See, I told you your legs aren't as long as mine, but you refused to believe me."

Xu Zhou looked him up and down, and smiled disdainfully: "I seem to be two centimeters taller than you."

He Lin, a neutral person in the dormitory, came out to mediate: "Alright, alright, stop arguing. I only hear you two bickering all day long. Learn more from Su He and be a quiet and handsome man."

Zhao Yichuan asked dissatisfiedly: "He Lin, are you still my relative? Why are you always so stubborn? Besides, Su He, that guy, won't even fart after being beaten three times."

Chang Qing said expressionlessly: "Please call me, thank you."

The few of them did not talk about this meaningless topic, but instead enjoyed the evening breeze in London.

"Let's take a photo." Xu Zhou suddenly suggested.

"Sure, I forgot about taking pictures. This is the first time for the four of us to come here, so we have to take a few more pictures to share on WeChat Moments."

Zhao Yichuan took out his phone and said with a smile, "Last time I posted a circle of friends, but all the comments below asked for your contact information. I tell you three, if it was someone else, I wouldn't be happy to post it, but since you were asked for your contact information, it's a face-saving thing for me."

"Use my phone, I'll send it to you when the time comes."

Xu Zhou directly stopped the two foreign girls, talked to them in English, and then handed the phone to them.

He walked over quickly and stood with Chang Qing and the others. He put his hand on Chang Qing's shoulder and smiled.

It was a rare opportunity to meet several handsome oriental guys, each with their own unique qualities. The two blonde girls were also very happy, especially when they saw the setting sun hanging behind them. They stood against the light, and the bright sunlight poured down their clear faces, as if it passed through their backs and appeared in the eyes of the four people, shining forever.

After taking the phone, Xu Zhou was distracted for a moment when looking at the photos, and then he sincerely thanked the two young ladies.

The two young ladies smiled brightly, praised the four people again, and finally asked if it would be convenient to add their contact information, but Xu Zhou politely declined.

In the following time, Xu Zhou was particularly keen on taking photos. He left a thick stack of photos wherever he went, and was even laughed at by the other three.

"Xu Zhou, you're not going to change your career to become a photographer, are you?"

"The photos we took today are hundreds of times more than the ones we have taken since we met."

Before the conversation was finalized, the four of them realized that they had very few photos together. They even felt that the scene of them introducing themselves to each other at the beginning of their freshman year seemed like yesterday.

Xu Zhou didn't say anything, but flipped through the photos one by one.

He doesn't like taking photos and has no habit of recording his life. Only now does he realize that he has missed so much.

How could he have thought so much in the past? He always felt that they would be good brothers for life, no one would leave, and that they would have each other every day in the future. Even if they were not in the same city, they would still want to be each other's godfather like they do now.

They were still planning a future with him, but he was already planning to leave, quietly withdrawing.

Even if he was deceiving himself, he still wanted to try his best to grasp every minute and every second, and capture moments from the time that flowed through his fingers, moments when everyone was together without any grudges.

He listened to them talking about having skewers and drinking when they got home, and he could only act like an outsider who had nothing to do with it. He could no longer agree readily like he did in the past.

After visiting several famous attractions, they returned to the hotel, simply washed up and went to bed.

Chang Qing lay in bed for a long time without falling asleep. Suddenly, he heard someone knocking on the door. Curiously, he got up to open the door and saw the other three people standing outside in their pajamas.

"See, I knew you couldn't sleep either."

Before she could say anything, the three men walked in familiarly and took out playing cards from their pockets.

“I can’t sleep.”

"It's not like our country. It's very dangerous outside at night. If you run into an extremist, you might lose your life."

"Stop talking. I kind of want to go back. If it were us at this time, we could just go out for some barbecue and have a couple of drinks. It would be a carefree life, even a god would not change it."

Zhao Yichuan raised his eyebrows towards Chang Qing: "How do we play?"

Chang Qing also climbed onto the bed and sat down, taking the cards from his hand directly. After shuffling the cards, he pulled out a card from the middle, and then curled the corners of his lips slightly: "This time, let's play something interesting."

By the middle of the night, several people could no longer endure the heat and fell asleep immediately. Some even slept directly on the floor. Chang Qing was speechless. He found the door card from them and went to the next room.

For the remaining two days, except for going out to eat, Chang Qing stayed in the hotel, reading over and over again the information she had memorized. Even Zhao Yichuan, who was usually the worst at playing games, did not touch the game again, but accompanied her to fill in the gaps.

On the last day, the teacher came and smiled at Chang Qing who was confident in what he was doing. He said, "Don't be too nervous tomorrow. Just perform as usual. Just treat it as a group meeting for our group."

Chang Qing chuckled: "We still have to be steady."

In the group meeting, she was fearless and even dared to point at the other judges' brains and curse. But this Oxford International Academic Symposium was different. All the people who came were big shots, and anyone you picked out at random would have a pivotal position in the circle.

"Su He, don't be nervous."

On the day of the Oxford International Academic Seminar, Zhao Yichuan looked at Chang Qing, who was sitting in her seat in a white suit. It was rare that he saw her not reading an article. He thought she was very nervous, so he couldn't help but comfort her.

"You've been preparing for so long, so you must be able to do it."

Chang Qing just smiled and said nothing. Looking at the thick document beside her, she felt indescribably complicated and heavy in her heart. Many people had warned her many times about this thing, and some even threatened her more and more rampantly.

This can overturn the existence of the mainstream scientific community, so how can they not panic?

Is it like throwing an egg against a rock?

But she just wanted to try it.