If you bend me, you have to be responsible for me

The meaning of university is different for everyone. For the little princesses and young masters who grew up in the ivory tower, university is an experience for them. This is the closest they have been to society since childhood.For passionate young people, this is the place where their dreams set sail.And for me, it was a haven from family and responsibilities.

A week before school started, my mom and I came out.

My mother is a strong woman. When my father was drinking and drinking outside and ignoring our mothers when I was young, my mother never shed a tear. Instead, she worked hard in that small city where everyone was content with the status quo. She got various qualification certificates, and then Divorced my dad, took me out of the house, and walked away in a cool and unrestrained manner.

And it was such a woman who started to cry after hearing that her only son didn't like women, as if everything she had suffered before was really not as wronged as this incident.

Originally, I didn't want to come out so early, but the three aunts and six wives who were admitted to university were already anxious to match me up, and my mother was also a little excited. This is really not a good thing for me, a teenager who has known my sexual orientation since junior high school. .But now it seems that coming out so early is not a good thing.

A week has passed, and this week we both try our best to avoid this question. After all, this is a minefield, and whoever steps on it will be unlucky.

Finally came the day of school, my mother drove me to school, the previous problems were finally overwhelmed by the joy of going to school, the atmosphere in the car was not as awkward as at home, I thought my good days were finally coming, But when I got to the school gate, I realized that I might have come to be punished.

When we arrived at the school gate, there was a constant flow of vehicles outside the gate. There were no tall buildings, no residential areas, and nothing on the other side of the road. The same was true around the school. There were only a few buildings under development scattered along the way.It is a pity that we have become the pioneers of the school. This new campus located in the urban-rural fringe gave me a fatal blow. It made me put aside the old saying "A man does not cry lightly" and cried in my mother's car, and He murmured: "Mom, I'll go back and repeat my studies. I want to take the C major, and the C major is in the first ring."

My mother ignored me and parked the car in the vacant space that she finally found.Freshmen start school, and private cars are not allowed to enter the school.Empty parking spaces are hard to find. "It's okay if it comes, maybe it's not that bad." My mother opened the car door and went to the back to get the luggage, and I finished my temper and followed my mother to get the luggage.After all, I am a lazy person, and being admitted to this school is already a virtue of my ancestors. If I go back to my senior year, it is better to let me go back to the furnace and rebuild.

When I dragged my suitcase into the school, I was very reluctant. My cat-like personality is really not used to a new and uncomfortable place, especially after entering the dormitory and living with a group of straight men, I feel that I am The university is too miserable, I feel that I am not entering a university, but entering a besieged city.People outside the city envied me that I entered a good school and a good major.I am like a trapped animal in the city, at a loss every day.

And it was precisely in such a besieged city that I met a group of the best people, a group of people who broke down the walls for me and took me out of the predicament.

The first month of school is naturally military training, which was originally a good opportunity to get to know each other, but brother Taishuai was selected to learn boxing and perform in the report performance, so I missed the opportunity to meet my classmates, but I don’t It's a pity, after all, men and women have separate military training, and there are very few boys in the outer courtyard, so it's not too late to get to know each other.Moreover, boxing is much more comfortable than military training. The training time is less, the location is good, and there is no need to bask in the sun and eat a big pot of food. I really feel very refreshed.It's just because I was the only one selected in the whole grade, so naturally I didn't have much contact with the classmates in the dormitory, and my personality was also labeled as cold.

The official start of school is already after the National Day.

Studying in the third year of senior high school is undoubtedly painful. At that time, the teachers always said that everyone should persevere and wait until college.However, here I just want to advise my younger students that if you want to have a perfect college life, you must never choose a foreign language major.

Because the goddamn foreign language school has to go to morning self-study, and the study committee has to sign in.

I didn't want to communicate with people much, and my self-consciousness was extremely low. From the moment I knew this rule, I thought about building a good relationship with the study committee and letting him be accommodating.But my file happened to be taken by the counselor, so I became the study committee member of our class.

So the alarm clock on my mobile phone became one every 06 minutes starting at 30:10.

At 07:30, I finally sat in the classroom on time and started roll call.

"20 Yang Jin." There was no sound.

"20 Yang Jin." Still no voice.

I silently remembered on the list that Yang Jin was late for a self-study.

We are learning French, and we haven’t taught anything in the first week, but everyone is very positive. Some students who have learned French before are concentrating on reading some messy things, and most of them still choose to be in the first week. I read English in the morning self-study.

At this moment, I am sitting in the last row, looking at my book and drowsy. The bed in the dormitory is not very good, and I didn’t sleep well last night.

Just when I was about to meet Zhou Gong, someone suddenly stabbed me, "Hey, buddy, I didn't get up, don't remember my name." The second best looking person.

"To be late is to be late, there is so much nonsense." I didn't take it seriously, and hated his behavior of interrupting my sleep very much.

"I'm here to give you this, it's a bribe, we're all a family, don't be tied down by rules and regulations." As he spoke, he placed a brown paper bag with a bottle of milk attached.

"Who is in your family? Don't put gold on your face, my mother's good genes are all flowing in me alone." I said angrily, but in a blink of an eye I thought that after all, I belonged to the same dormitory, so there was no need to mess with it. So stiff, so I reached for the grocery bag to see what was inside.

"Oh, it's a dormitory. As the saying goes, if a family doesn't stay in the same house, it's destined to meet." Yang Jin's face made me feel funny.

On the other hand, there were two steaming steamed buns in the food bag, which gave me a ray of hope for a hungry person who hadn’t eaten breakfast, so I immediately put my principles behind me and tore up the list of being late this morning.In fact, I am a person with no principles.

I picked up the buns and gnawed them, but the smell was too strong, and I was stared at by my classmates from all directions, so I had to sneak out to eat, but that boy Yang Jin also slipped out, looking at me wolfing down, smiling silly She said, "Yu Siqi, you look so pretty when you eat."

It's a good thing to hear someone praise you, but it's not the same thing to be praised by a guy of the same sex who gave you buns early in the morning. If you have good genes, you will look good at any time."

After speaking, he quickly slipped back to the classroom, and changed his seat to sit in the first row.

The first week of school should have been the most peaceful week, because everyone's French level basically stayed at the stage of "Bonjour, aurevoir, salut", so although it was a French foreign teacher class, everyone communicated in English.At first, everything was fine, but our French foreign teacher actually talked to us about the Tibet issue in English, saying that our party’s power politics destroys the sovereignty of an independent country. Everyone is a passionate activist. I can tolerate this foreign teacher talking here, so I started to fight in English excitedly. The foreign teacher is no match for one enemy and twenty, so I started to chatter and talk about French, and we can't understand French, so the students The voice gradually decreased.

When the whole class was quiet, the foreign teacher suddenly said "Merde" very loudly. I was wondering what the word meant when Yang Jin in the last row suddenly got up and threw the book on the table: "I hate your mother, your whole family is Shit." By the time everyone reacted, Yang Jin had already rushed to the podium, seeing that the students' non-violent non-cooperation actions were about to turn into violent incidents, sitting in the first row, I didn't have time to think about it, so I stepped forward and stopped him. he.

Fortunately, the bell for the end of get out of class rang in time, and the foreign teacher quickly escaped from this place of right and wrong.

"Damn it, he scolded us just now. Grandson, don't run away, I can't beat you to death." Yang Jin said angrily beside me.

"Just that sentence?" I asked. After all, as a pious language learner, I can't know what people say when they come here.

"Yes, that's the phrase Merde. The French curse, grandson." Yang Jin still looked cursing.

"It's okay, don't be angry, pack up and go to dinner, brother treats you." I waved the meal card in my hand, for some reason, I really wanted to invite him to dinner today.Originally, I didn't like boys with foul mouths, but looking at Yang Jin's appearance, I thought it was very good-looking, so I offered to invite him to dinner.

When Yang Jin heard that I offered to have dinner with him, he was obviously taken aback, then patted his head and said, "Okay, I ate a lot, don't regret it."

I smiled back at him: "What regrets, I don't believe you can eat up the cafeteria."

So the two happily went to the cafeteria.

"Your French is pretty good, do you have a foundation?" I think since he can understand the national curse, he should understand some.

"When I was in junior high school, the school held interest classes and learned a little bit. The level stayed at Merde." He sat across from me and said while eating.

"But this foreign teacher is really not a thing. Talking about this in China is crazy. I really want to beat people."

"Don't be so excited."

"Why aren't you excited? Why is he a Frenchman running wild in China? I don't believe he can't be cured anymore. I must find a way to deal with him."

"Of course there is a way. If he dares to say this, of course he has to pay the price."

"How?" he asked me, looking up.

"National Security Bureau." I lowered my head not to look at him, "This kind of professional matter should be taught to the relevant departments."

"Hey, you kid is really ugly, I won't dare to offend you in the future." He said with a sneer.

"Yin? You misunderstood, I want to report with my real name." I smiled and ignored the astonished expression on Yang Jin's face.

It's just that after this noon, our relationship developed by leaps and bounds, and suddenly it became a relationship of going to class together and eating together.