in the center of the universe

After resting for a while, Guan Zang went to the kitchen to mix a salad, and put the remaining beef cubes in the refrigerator.Then he sat next to him with the mixed salad and ate it. He asked, "Did your grandpa make you full?"

"Grandpa asked grandma to make me meatball soup, and I vomited after eating it."

"Doesn't your grandfather know that you can't eat?"

"He did it on purpose."

He was unpacking potato chips and glanced at Guan Zang, "Did you inherit your grandfather's mental illness?"

Guan Zang giggled: "No, it's my mother. My mother inherited it from my grandma—not this grandma, my dear grandma."

He slipped his hand and the bag of potato chips flew out.Guan Zang picked it up, tore open the mouth, put it in his hands, and listened to him ask: "Do you have to be so frank? I didn't say I wanted to hear it. The hostages closed their eyes and didn't look at the kidnappers for fear of being silenced. Do you want me to be beaten to death when I go out?"

Guan Zang laughed harder, "No, no one would believe it anyway."

He took the potato chips, put a piece in his mouth, and said, "Let's talk about what you want to say, and I'll see how much it can be exchanged for."

"It can be exchanged for a lot, especially a lot."

"So you are really sick here?" He pointed his finger.

"I don't know," Guan Zang said nonchalantly, "it's not important either—it's better to believe in something than in nothing."

He thought about the meaning of this sentence, and asked after a moment of silence, "Aren't you angry?"

"Should I be angry?" Guan Zang didn't seem to have considered this question, and put down the fork in his hand in a daze, "I just think it's a little boring, and a little funny-I think my grandfather would think every night before falling asleep, 'today It’s a very good day, because Guan Zang didn’t kill people on the street today, so the stock price has been saved’.” After speaking, I couldn’t help laughing.

He didn't smile, and said, "Mentally ill is pretty good, killing people is not against the law."

Guan Zang asked: "Is there anyone Meimei wants to kill? Let me help you."

"Yes, I don't need your help." Continuing to eat potato chips and watch TV, he said, "You have to do this kind of thing yourself."

The next day, Zhuang Baixin found the unedited material of the dropout incident in the material library of the station. At that time, it was only briefly broadcast in the local news, and many interviews were useless.

Although Meimei herself did not appear on the screen, his high-definition photo was posted on the school forum, and his name was given in the school's withdrawal statement: Yan Keji.

"I've heard his name, a man who likes to wear skirts likes to attract people's attention."

"I always thought he was very bold, and sometimes he was a bit out of line, but he wouldn't hit his wife... I don't know, I'd better trust the school."

"This person is very proud and high-profile, and no one can control him. Now it seems that the grades may not be true. Many works are plagiarized...whose? I don't know, anyway, everyone said so. Otherwise, there are very few art subjects with such high grades in all subjects.”

"We know that he came out of the closet, but Mr. Yu is definitely not. If you want to talk about the relationship between the two of them, it must be his initiative. I think Mr. Yu is going to be with her female classmates—just kidding! Don’t broadcast this. ! None of us knew he was married!"

"Our school is too tolerant. Homosexuals who come out of the closet or transvestites should not be enrolled. Professor Yu is a very popular teacher in our school. His lectures are good, he is very kind, and he has no airs—wrong The fault is that he is too unassuming and kind-hearted, and his wife's miscarriage was never pursued."

"If you do it, you must do it. How can someone have a miscarriage if you don't do it? I hope Teacher Yu will not be affected. This kind of person will smear others even if he doesn't succeed. It's too dirty."

"I hope that everyone will not have prejudices against our school and affect the image of our Dongning University and Dongning students. This is purely a rat droppings that ruined a pot of soup."

There wasn't much material, and it didn't take long for Zhuang Baixin to go through it.The "Strict Keji" in the portraits of everyone is not much different from the current "Meimei" except for studying well.High-profile, arrogant, unflattering.

She spread out the laptop, and the information given by her ex-colleagues was different from that in the station. They had called Yan Keji, and it was the only short telephone communication: he claimed that he and Yu Fu had been in a relationship, and that Yu Fu was in a relationship. Actively pursuing, and has always claimed to be single, never said that he has a wife.

When asked if there was a conflict because of Yu Fu's request to break up, he vehemently retorted that no, then hung up the phone and never got in touch again.

The interview with Yu Fu was also by phone. He said that he had been trying to keep a distance from the students, but unexpectedly there was an unnecessary misunderstanding.Student Yan is still good in nature, I am sorry for not being able to respond to his feelings, I hope everyone will give Student Yan some time, and hope that Student Yan can respect himself in the future.

Yan Keji's previous award-winning works had been exhibited in the school exhibition hall for a long time, but they were all taken down after the accident. Zhuang Baixin only found a few of the photos given by his colleagues.But it was enough for her to search his homepage on the Internet, with a strong personal style, and she would never forget it after reading it once.

Zhuang Baixin buttoned up the computer, and ran to the Guose Tianxiang dormitory again.

He was taking pictures of Xiangxiang and the group members. Xiangxiang heard about foreign drag shows from Zhuang Baixin, and was greatly encouraged. She decided to be a domestic "Lu Heluo", with a foreign style and an international look. English is required.I also installed two pole dancing poles in the rehearsal room, and ordered some disco ball lights, which will be installed another day.

I started to put on makeup in the morning, dressed up like peacocks, and opened their tails chirping.He painted his eyeliner like a pharaoh, wore a black long straight wig, wore a golden body, and combined ancient Greek and ancient Egyptian dresses in a modern style.After taking hundreds of photos, he exported the photos in the office and screened them first.Zhuang Baixin pulled up a stool and sat next to him, watching him use Sister Xiangxiang's second-hand computer to open the software, and skillfully make the fonts into a rainbow effect. I don't know if it looks good, but the reaction is like a row of fluorescent lights poking his eyes.

"Meimei, did you want to tell me yesterday that you were expelled from Dongning University?" Zhuang Baixin just finished speaking when he heard him slapping the mouse on the desk heavily.

"Are all of you reporters flies? If you smell it, you will go to it?"

"The phone call I made to you was from my ex-colleague, who had materials and manuscripts that were beautiful and beautiful, and I was going to send them to her." Zhuang Baixin explained. "You are completely contrary to what the teacher said. The 'truth' you said stinks, meaning that the report is fake?"

"Whoever you want to believe, you have smelled farts once, and I don't want to smell them again."

"But you obviously wanted to talk about it yesterday."

"Now I don't want to talk about it anymore." He drew a matchmaker's mole on Ye Ping, who was flirting with her head, and turned to look at her, "Eldest sister, you can't dig out the material of Guanzang, so you dig me instead?"

"I'm a fly, I'll eat when I smell it." Zhuang Baixin is kind and kind.

He chuckled, "You're really broken. Then just wait, and I'll tell you when I feel better."

Zhuang Baixin looked at him for a while, and said: "To be honest, I don't think you need to dig around, you can wait. You can't stop wherever you go. 'Homosexuality' and 'transvestism' destroy families. ''Abortion', it's not easy for these words to appear in a piece of news, and other college students who were expelled did not see the news."

He laughed haha, in a very good mood, and nodded while laughing: "You are right! You have a journalistic physique."

"Do you know what your classmates and teachers say about you?"

"Whatever they say."

"Although the wall is down and everyone pushes it, you should be especially unlikable."

He turned his head to look at Zhuang Baixin, as if he couldn't understand: "You live to please others? Who cares if those idiots like it or not, as long as I like it." He stood up and walked around in the narrow room, There was a burst of fragrance from the hem of the skirt, "What's the matter with liking men, what's the matter with wearing skirts, from grades to appearance, I can push those idiots who blow like they have ten dicks to the ground and fuck them! "

He had one hand on his hip, one finger on the ground, and his long arm was like a staff.Stomp your feet in strappy heels as if to crush the spirit of "those idiots."

Sister Xiangxiang was going to the nightclub, and she yelled at him as she passed the door: "A custom-made new dress, give me a little trouble." He lifted the hem of the skirt and stomped away to change.

Zhuang Baixin chatted with him for a while, seeing that he didn't want to say anything, she left.He sorted the photos and put them on the computer desktop, waiting for Miss Xiangxiang to come back to choose.Guessing that Guan Zang would be home after get off work, he got dressed and went out.

The nearby shopping mall was still open, so he walked around on the first floor, looking for skin care, make-up, jewelry, and didn't know what to buy.Finally, on the recommendation of the shopping guide, I bought a set of make-up and perfume. The new ones came out recently, and they came with a luxurious gift box.

When I arrived at Guan Zang's house, I handed it to Guan Zang when I entered the door: "Find an opportunity to show Yan Renjing. A graduation gift, not a wedding red envelope." Guan Zang took it over, and he said, "Take my words to her, she is not good-looking. , at least learn how to make up, don’t embarrass the female doctor.” He took off his shoes and muttered, “I’ve convinced her, after studying for many years, it’s hard to meet the graduation requirements.”

Guan Zang stood still and said, "Your sister seems to have given up her degree."

"What did you say?" He seemed not to understand.He frowned, but his gaze was nailed to Guan Zang's face like an arrow.

"She reported that Professor Yu Fu, an art history professor, had serious violations of teachers' ethics. She believed that the school had improperly punished you. After investigation, the Disciplinary Inspection Commission found that the content of the report was inaccurate, and asked her to publicly apologize to Yu Fu and the school."

He re-laced his sneakers and stood up, "That idiot, he won't apologize, he has been stubborn all his life, and never apologized."

Guan Zang saw that the arrow turned into fire and burned in his eyes.