Rooted

I Gu led someone to slam it on the seat, and then continued to rub his forehead with his elbows, looking weak with overdrawn body.

Gan Hezhi quickly brought him half a cup of honey water.

"Thank you." Before Xiang Qi drank, he raised his glass to Fu Wensheng, but then he stopped suddenly, showing a constipated expression, "Why do you seem to be fine?"

"Because I just have nothing to do." Fu Wen replied hesitantly.

"Why?" Xiang Qi squeezed the glass tightly, "It's not fair! You and I drink almost the same amount! Why am I the only one like this?" He turned his head to look at Qian Hezhi who was present, with a look of "You judge the reason" look.

Gan Hezhi didn't want to delay Fu Wensheng's porridge, so he hurriedly held up Xiangqi's glass, "It will make you feel better after drinking it."

He turned around and served Xiang Qi porridge, "A bowl? Would you like less? Brother Xiang Qi?"

"Half a bowl, I have no appetite." Xiang Qi drank water honestly.

"Give me his, serve your own." Fu Wensheng took the bowl from Gan Hezhi halfway.

"Oh well--"

After breakfast, Xiang Qi went upstairs and lay down for another two hours. It was almost noon when he asked Fu Wensheng to borrow some clean clothes and called a taxi to go out.

Until the taxi drove out of sight, Gan Hezhi didn't even think about whether Xiang Qi saw his kiss Fu Wensheng last night.

When Xiang Qi asked "what are you doing", Gan Hezhi really felt creepy, but then Xiang Qi behaved normally, went to sleep after drinking a glass of water, it was no surprise when we had breakfast together just now The place.

Probably didn't see it, Gan Hezhi thought a little unsteadily.

After a long rainy day passed, the temperature began to pick up.

In the college where Qian Hezhi is located, the content of this major in the curriculum of the second semester is still limited.

The only professional class teacher always said that the current class is just to let them get familiar with the way of thinking.

Gan Hezhi was a little confused about this abstract task.

"In last week's class, I casually brought up a topic about a special group, homosexuals, and then I received a lot of feedback from my classmates over the weekend.

"By the way, I've never seen you guys be so active when I assign those homework assignments in class. Sure enough, interest is your number one motivation, right?"

"Yes!" The students were quite honest.

"Are you thinking that the homework I usually assign is boring?"

"Yes!" There were students who answered out of habit, and then laughed.

The teacher sighed and didn't bother with them, "I have read everything sent to me, and I will give a simple feedback. Most of the students mentioned history, disease prevention and control when talking about the current situation of this group in society. Control and other factors, of course, some students analyze it from the positive side, and some students analyze it from the negative side. The analysis is quite interesting.

Some students cite your articles eloquently, so we should pay attention to a problem of repetition rate.

Some students also mentioned some new concepts, such as "error tolerance rate", and believed that errors maintained within a certain percentage would not have a fatal impact on the group, so "errors" should be allowed to exist.This is roughly what it means.

"It's all good, students. But your shortcomings are also obvious, such as the theme is not clear enough, you can write what you want to write, and write wherever you want.

"Also, you should pay attention, you are taking a sociology course. Since you have taken this course, naturally, you will have a different way and angle of thinking about things than others.

But I only saw this kind of attempt in the homework of a few students, so these students should be praised, and other students should pay more attention in the future.

"It's mainly these two points, then let's start the formal class."

After the first class was over, Feng Yuan lay down on the table as if he had no bones, yawned, and asked the three people around him, "Did any of you hand in his homework?"

"No." Qian Hezhi and Yu Fang both shook their heads.

Han Wuming nodded, and then he was forced to open his homework and show it to the three of them.

"You wrote about the legalization of same-sex marriage." Feng Yuan showed an exaggerated expression, then he quickly scanned two lines, and suddenly reached out and grabbed Han Wuming's neck and shook violently, "Why don't you agree! "

At the beginning, Han Wuming tried to seriously tell Feng Yuan the opinions and arguments written in his article, but Feng Yuan didn't listen at all, and Han Wuming simply gave up, "Because it's really weird for men to be together!"

"What's wrong! You who are born to like women are allowed to fall in love and get married openly! Those of us who were born to like men have done something wrong! You deserve to die alone! You bastard!"

"Let go of him quickly! Feng Yuan!"

"Feng Yuan! Han Wuming is out of breath!"

Fu Wensheng's mid-term homework requires more than [-] words.

Based on the principle of "the more thoughts, the more words", Gan Hezhi handed in a homework of nearly [-] words, but Feng Yuan, who was always worried about everything, gave him a hard time.

"You hand in [-] words, what do you think of my [-]-word homework?"

Feng Yuan stopped Gan Hezhi, "Check again to see if there is anything you wrote that is too long-winded, and delete some."

"I don't." Gan Hezhi hugged the computer.

"Let me tell you, Gan Hezhi, your flattery is too obvious." Feng Yuan rolled his eyes, "Do you know how childish the homework we wrote is in his eyes? We should write less at this time To make him happy!"

"Really?" Gan Hezhi's words were shaken by Feng Yuan's plausible expression. Gan Hezhi looked down at the interface, as if he was really thinking about deleting some content.

"Of course!" Feng Yuan said in a loud voice, "If you think about it from another angle, one plus one equals two, who doesn't know that love will never come again after it's gone? If there is a kid who tells you every day Would you be happy to keep listening to what you know?"

Qian Hezhi tilted his head.

He thought that he would call Fu Wensheng every night, and he always liked to tell Fu Wensheng all about what he had eaten that day and what had happened to him.

What he said might not be as good as one plus one equals two, but Fu Wensheng has been listening.

Gan Hezhi nodded, and said to Feng Yuan seriously, "I understand!"

He pressed the Enter key quickly and accurately, "I think Teacher Fu is willing! Send it! Success!"

"You!" Feng Yuan stretched out his hand, retracted it, and pressed his collar, "My life is so miserable..."

On the way to class on Friday, Gan Hezhi was brisk and brisk.After class, he sat in the passenger seat and showed Fu Wensheng an expectant expression asking for praise, like a big dog wagging its tail.

"Have you started looking at your midterm assignments?" Big Dog asked.

"I read part of it."

"Did you see that you wrote a lot and were very serious?"

"Yes, quite a few. I saw an article with more than 1 words this morning. The students in your class are really serious." Fu Wensheng glanced at him from the side of his head, "What's wrong with you?"

Gan Hezhi, who was suddenly sluggish, slowly shook his head and sighed, "I'm fine, I just think it's hard work for them to write more than 1 words."

"If you want to continue studying in the future, there will only be more and more materials to read and homework to do."

"Are you still going to study in the future?" Gan Hezhi was shocked.

"You don't want to continue?" Fu Wensheng asked him.

Gan Hezhi first shook his head subconsciously, and after shaking twice, he stopped by himself, hesitated for half a minute, showed a slightly confused expression, and said to Fu Wensheng, "I don't know."

Fu Wensheng didn't seem surprised, he just said, "You can think about it slowly."

Gan Hezhi asked for help habitually, "Do you want me to continue studying?"

"It doesn't depend on me, it depends on your own interests." Fu Wensheng didn't blame him for asking such a question, "It's only natural to persevere if you find your true interest."

"My interest?" Gan Hezhi said to himself, "Thumb piano?"

"Let me remind you, your thumb piano can only play a little star."

Gan Hezhi giggled, holding his stomach and writhing on the seat like an earthworm.

He propped his cheeks, looked at Fu Wensheng's side face and thought about it all the way. When he arrived at the door, he finally found the answer, and said with bright eyes, "I will wash your clothes, cook for you, and clean the house from now on!"

Fu Wensheng, "It's good to play the thumb piano."

"Have you heard? We are going to move to the new campus next semester." Yu Fang said, "I heard from my senior sister, and the source of the news is quite reliable, saying that the dormitories in the new campus are being arranged. "

"I seem to have heard it mentioned by people in the club, but I was busy with other things at the time, and then I forgot." Han Wuming turned his gaze to Yu Fang, "Are you sure it's our college?"

"It should be us. The new campus is said to be in Pingming, and I have never heard of that place. The senior sister said that although Pingming is in the city in terms of administrative division, it feels similar to XWY being more than 3000 kilometers away from the United States."

"More than 3000 kilometers?" Gan Hezhi stood up suddenly, turned over the chair without helping him, and just yelled.

"Beach? A handsome guy in a swimsuit!" Feng Yuan shouted with bright eyes.

"It's just an exaggerated metaphor." Yu Fang was speechless to the two.

"Pingming?" Han Wuming frowned and thought for a while, then finally shook his head, "I haven't heard of it either, let me check." Han Wuming opened the map software, and the remaining three people surrounded him.

Han Wuming directly entered "Pingming" in the search box, and indeed found this place. They also saw the sign of "Pingming Campus of Dongzhi University" on it.

But can't call the real scene.The only real photo that can be found in the whole Pingming is a dilapidated pier with a docked ferry