Jealousy and I love you

Near noon, the temperature has picked up, but the wind is still howling like a child without parents.The climate here is dry, and the cold wind strikes the face like a rusty axe. It doesn't bleed, but it hurts badly.

The six men whose faces were swollen from being beaten by Shuo Qi finally completed the task with their unyielding will. All their cheeks became ice shaving machines, and their red faces looked like strawberries.

Chen Yuzhong took off his gloves during the game, and his bare fingers were red from the cold. He took the cue card tremblingly, and the six heads came together again.

There is only a simple line on the card, which is also handwritten by me: I am a junior this year.

Although this information can be used to target junior students in the whole school, there are more than 6000 people in one year, and the search range is still not small.

"Any other tips?" Liu Xun looked at Director Lin, and his eyes swept over me.

I was wearing a mask, and I was dressed in black like the people around me. When Liu Xun glanced over, I lowered my brows and eyes pretending to be natural, so as not to meet his eyes.

Director Lin explained to him that if he wanted a more obvious reminder, he had to wait until the next full hour.I shook my body, and my back and waist were a little sore.After squatting for a long time, I also wanted to get up and exercise.

Chen Ya held me down suddenly, and said in a low voice, "When they get the next reminder, you are ready to go back to the dormitory."

"it is good."

We thought that the six of us would bump into each other like headless chickens for another hour, but Chen Yuzhong's mind was flexible, and he just stared at the campus map and meditated for a while before he came up with a solution.

"You see, in addition to the public teaching building and library, there are also the buildings of each college in the teaching area. Although we can't use electronic equipment, we still check the information. I think every college should have a roster of students , paper version."

"Ho, ho, yes, I've thought of it a long time ago, and I can take it with the counselor." Wang Yu's physical strength was the weakest, and he was out of breath after a lot of tossing, so he sat on a stone bench beside him to rest.But as soon as Chen Yuzhong spoke, Wang Yu had to add a few words not to be outdone.

We asked them to change into dry clothes first to avoid catching a cold. Chen Xi still wore his improved coat, but only changed into a clean inner layer.The changing room is a small staff office, and six people plus their own photographers squeezed in and it was full at once.The six people didn't say a word of complaint, and changed their clothes indifferently.This made it easier for the little girls to look at Jin Lun's face for a while, and Chen Xi's figure for a while, subconsciously covering their noses.

I stood at the door, glanced at Liu Xun who was changing clothes in the corner, and looked elsewhere uncomfortably.No one knew what happened between me and him, and I wasn't sure if I'd be more surprised or more embarrassed after we met.

Opposite the six public teaching buildings lined up in a row are row upon row of college buildings.At first glance, the colors are different, but they are surprisingly consistent in style, which is dizzying.

They first searched for the nearest mechanical college building.Near the end of the term, many courses were finished, and the building was empty. Occasionally, one or two graduate students came out of the laboratory, but they also hurriedly ignored them.It seemed that they were thinking differently, and the six of them stayed together again.

"Counselor's office!" Jin Lun suddenly pointed to the distance and shouted, and the shout echoed in the narrow and long corridor. Two or three students poked their heads out from their respective classrooms to check, and Jin Lun held his hands in embarrassment. face.

"Hey... Is our popularity so low? Why are the students indifferent when they see us?" Chen Yuzhong complained to the others in a low voice while walking.

"It's fine if you don't know me, Jin Lun and Liu Xun are the most popular idols recently." Wang Yugang opened his mouth, and immediately got Chen Yuzhong to retort: ​​"Hey, hey, who said that they are popular among college students."

The four people behind have been silent in tacit understanding, watching the two people taunting each other all the way to the end of the corridor.

The sound insulation effect of the office is good. When I opened the door, I found that there were many office workers inside, and their voices suddenly became louder.

"Hello..." Chen Yuzhong pushed open the door and just greeted him with his head.

"A Zhong!" A woman in her early thirties screamed, "It's Chen Yuzhong!"

The long-awaited frenzy of six people finally came true in an office.With autographs and group photos, Chen Yuzhong managed to take advantage of the gap and asked, "Do you have a roster of students here?"

"Yes, yes!" The female counselor who had just hugged and took a photo with Chen Yuzhong nodded happily, "Which class do you want?"

"Uh...all juniors."

"A paper version is also needed." Wang Yu added.

"Paper version... well, come with me." The woman led them to the storage room next door, and when she turned on the light, she saw piles of materials placed in five or six large cabinets.

The woman pointed to one of the cabinets and said, "This is the personal data of the entire 2012 class of our School of Mechanical Engineering."

"Wait!" Chen Yuzhong touched the cabinet and asked, "How many people in one age group?"

"More than 700... The School of Mechanical Engineering is a big courtyard, and there are more people."

"More than 700 people!" The six people wailed again.

"We have to shoot until tomorrow, right?"

"I called my assistant to come over and help me see it together?"

"Mom, I'm going home..."

Liu Xun stood there blankly for a while with a mournful face, and suddenly he came to inspiration with a ding-dong, and he leaned over to Chen Yuzhong and whispered something in his ear. Chen Yuzhong also nodded with a smile, then turned around and asked, "Excuse me, is there any third-year counselor here?"

"Yes!" Several people outside raised their hands.

"Then do you know a classmate named Zhang Ze?" Liu Xun continued to ask.

"Ah... there is one in our class." A man in his twenties nodded and said.

Hearing this, the six jumped up excitedly.I was startled, and then shook my head helplessly. The student Zhang Zehai we set up is not from the School of Mechanical Engineering, and it seems that he has hit his name.

There was Zhang Ze's request for leave just on the desktop of Xiao Yang's tutor. The six people came over to take a look, and Wang Yu frowned immediately: "No, this handwriting is different from our letter."

I didn't see the leave note from the classmate who "same name and surname as me", but she is a girl, so the handwriting must be different from mine.

Wang Yu was more cautious. Although he didn't think it was true, he called to inquire, and it proved that it was just a coincidence of the same name and surname.

Six people walked out of the courtyard dejectedly.

"Hey!" Chen Yuzhong clapped his hands, "At least we already know how to do it, now go through each building and ask the counselors in the third year, and we can lock the target!"

"Yeah!" Jiang Chen smiled and patted Chen Yuzhong's shoulder, "Ah Zhong is still clever."

"It's not me." Chen Yuzhong waved his hand, then pointed at Liu Xun, "Xiao Xun came up with a solution."

Wang Yu wanted to contradict Chen Yuzhong when he was holding back his words, but when he heard this, he immediately praised Liu Xun with a smile on his face: "Young people have quick brains."

The six people were chatting and walking forward, and I was just about to keep up with Chen Ya, when he suddenly turned his head and pressed my shoulder, and raised the walkie-talkie: "Is the Chinese Department properly arranged? Are all the teachers and classmates here?" OK, alright."

"Su An, go to Zhang Ze's dormitory now, he is waiting for you at the school gate."

"So fast? Haven't they waited for the next prompt?" I still wanted to follow the crowd and watch the excitement.

"Look at Ah Zhong and the others, they have all found a way now. And we have also arranged students in the courtyard building. If you ask in the past, you will get clues immediately. We have set the final venue in the dormitory, so you have to go there first."

"okay."

I walked towards the gate, thinking in my heart, if I can't see the scene, I can only watch the broadcast.I glanced at my watch. It was almost eleven o'clock. We thought we would shoot until the evening, but it looked like it would be over by noon.Is it a good thing to complete the task so quickly?I feel that the effect of cutting out too simple settings will be a bit boring.Alas, but that's not my thing to think about.

One of the disadvantages of being a big campus is that you have a broken leg.Obviously, the School of Mechanical Engineering is the closest to the school gate, and I still walked for more than ten minutes before arriving at the east gate.Zhang Zehai was waiting for me at the gate with his schoolbag on his back. He was only wearing a thin long-sleeved shirt, which was their school's cultural shirt.

I silently sighed the young strength in my heart, and then walked towards him quickly: "I'm sorry to have kept you waiting for so long."

"No!" He smiled brightly, "Did brother Yan go to see it? How was the effect?"

"Very good, your plan is very interesting." While chatting with him, I admired him again in my heart, it's so good to be young, and even the pimples on my face are shining when I smile.

After another 10 minutes of walking, we arrived at his dormitory downstairs.No one recognized me along the way, and just now I took off my mask under the reminder of Zhang Zehai.In this city where the minimum temperature is only three or four degrees, it is indeed a bit strange for a big man to walk on the road wearing a mask.

"Our school's dormitory is a four-person room, but there are only two people living in my dormitory. My other roommate is a local and will go home on weekends." Zhang Zehai took out the key to open the door while explaining.

As soon as the door opened, I was stunned. The dormitory in the four-person room was full of books.Not only on the desk, but also on the aisle in the middle are two large bookshelves, which are also full of books.

"This... is all yours?" I asked him in surprise.

"Yes, I usually like to collect books." Zhang Zehai said with some pride, "Some of them are out of print, and the students can't borrow them, so they come to me to read."

"My God...then how many books do you buy a year." I stepped in cautiously, for fear of knocking down the bookshelf.

"On average, I read four or five books a month. Some of them were exchanged with others. I don't remember the details. There are still many books that I can't let go of, and I put them in my roommate's house."

I mourned for his roommate in silence, pulled up a chair and sat down: "Then I'll wait here now."

"Okay. Brother Yan, do you want some water?" Zhang Zehai handed over a can of Coke.

I raised my eyebrows and looked at the can of carbonated drinks, and put it on the table casually: "Then you have to spend a lot of money a year?"

"No, I will write book reviews or contribute articles to magazines, and the manuscript fee will be used to buy books." Zhang Zehai paused, and then said, "This time, the planning I submitted to your program team has passed, and there are many bonus."

"Bonuses?" I recalled, as if there was such a thing, "How many thousand?"

"Ten thousand. After the filming of the first season ends, the planner of the episode with the highest ratings will have an additional 10 yuan bonus and a chance to travel abroad."

I secretly swallowed my saliva, my God, my income is not as good as his...

Seeing that I didn't answer the call, Zhang Zehai opened a book on the desk and read it on his own.I played with my phone for a while and felt bored, so I picked a book from the bookshelf to read.

"The Autobiography of Mao Zedong"?I flipped through a few pages and felt that the book in my hand was about to fall apart, so I quickly put it back and changed it.

"On the Land Search Movement"?What the hell is this!

"Film Language Grammar"?Interesting, but why do I get more and more sleepy the more I look at it...

I put my hand on my forehead and dozed off pretending to be contemplative. I heard Zhang Zehai’s page-turning sounds from time to time. I suddenly remembered that the tome I bought on a whim last year was still in the drawer of the bedside table, and I only read the catalogue. I felt ashamed for a while.

After an unknown amount of time, my head lost the support of my hand and hit the wooden table hard. The sound of "bang" startled Zhang Zehai: "Brother Yan, are you alright?"

"Oh, oh! It's okay, it's okay." I blushed, lowered my head and rubbed my forehead, and took out my phone to see that it was getting closer.

I thought I just squinted for a while, but I didn't expect it to be so long.I stretched my numb arms and went to the balcony to tidy up my instrument.

Hairstyle is casual care, but still spirit.

I yelled to Zhang Zehai: "Hey, do you have any extra cultural shirts on your body?"

"Ah?" Zhang Zehai was stunned for a moment, and immediately realized, "Yes, I'll give it to you."

Zhang Zehai is half a head shorter than me, but the cultural shirts are generally too big, and they are not tight when worn.

I was still tidying up in the toilet, when Chen Ya called: "Su An, get ready, they are going to pass now."

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