After being forced to debut in metaphysics, I became popular

Binhai University student apartment.

In the corridor, the young Yan Shixun stopped, and suddenly raised his head to look in the direction of his bedroom, his eyes were as sharp as electricity.

Zhang Wubing next to him was still crying and begging pitifully, his voice echoed in the long empty corridor, the echoes were superimposed layer upon layer, becoming vague and unreal.

The dim light from the ceiling fell, shrinking the shadows of the two of them into one ball, the shadows fluctuated like water ripples, as if they were hiding something.

But apart from Zhang Wubing's voice, the corridor was as quiet as if there was no second living person.

The young Yan Shixun was on guard, he took a breath and looked around vigilantly.

Because Zhang Wubing fell asleep during the exam yesterday and was caught by the invigilator on the spot, in order to keep his poor grades, Zhang Wubing has been begging for mercy in the teacher's office today.

In the end, seeing that he was about to miss the last bus back home, the teacher who was about to be irritated by Zhang Wubing's tearful eyes, took a deep breath, said with a livid face, "Don't be an example", and let Zhang Wubing go .

Zhang Wubing, who is very self-aware of his own physique, has never dared to fall behind with the big troops. He has always walked to places with as many people as possible, carefully borrowing the yang energy of others to help him reduce the possibility of encountering ghosts.

Zhang Wubing would never do something like walking through an unmanned campus alone at night.

——With his physique and past experience, he would definitely see ghosts wandering around when he passed the coffin-shaped lecture hall in the center of the school.

So Zhang Wubing begged Yan Shixun in the morning, dragged Yan Shixun's pants in the dormitory and cried frantically, yelling that if Brother Yan didn't wait for him to leave at night, he would wipe tears on Yan Shixun's pants .

Yan Shixun: "..."

Because of this, even Yan Shixun was exhausted, and everyone in the teaching building was gone, so he returned to the dormitory with Zhang Wubing.

The people who went back to the dormitory before them seemed to go back to their dormitory, no one came out, the dormitory doors were all closed, it was so quiet that no one was there at all.

"Zhang Wubing."

The young Yan Shixun stopped the chatter of the people next to him, and asked neatly, "Are you recruiting ghosts again today?"

Zhang Wubing was at a loss: "No...?"

Yan Shixun lowered his eyes, his gaze swept across the gap under the door of his bedroom, and finally landed at his feet.

Looking at the shadow under his feet, he suddenly felt that what he saw was a pool of stagnant water.

But there was an evil wind blowing, breaking the surface of the water for a moment, something tumbling out of the ripples, and the ghost screamed ferociously.

When I looked at it again in the next second, everything returned to normal.

It seemed that everything just now was his own illusion.

The young Yan Shixun slowly blinked his eyes.

Without the voice of Zhang Wubing next to him, the surrounding voices appeared more clearly.

Everything is quiet.

Obviously when he returned to the dormitory building, he also saw the dormitory manager holding hot tea and reading the newspaper at the door, as well as people playing basketball downstairs, people running at night... All the small voices intertwined, it was again The normal university campus is bustling day after day.

But now, those voices have all disappeared.

Together with the sound of laughter behind each dormitory door, the sound of breathing, the sound of recitation for exam preparation...

It seems that behind every door, they are no longer the classmates they used to know inside.

Instead, it turned into a ferocious ghost.

They stood silently behind the door, waiting for someone to pass by the door unsuspectingly, and then stretched out their hands and dragged the living person into the door.

Yan Shixun's unusual attitude and the surrounding environment also made Zhang Wubing a few beats behind, and suddenly realized that something was wrong around him.

"Brother Yanyanyan, are you talking about us..."

Zhang Wubing trembled, swallowed his saliva and asked in a trembling voice: "Are we seeing a ghost again?"

"Why is this happening? Isn't this a dormitory? There are obviously so many people." Zhang Wubing was about to cry.

The young Yan Shixun ignored Zhang Wubing, and only made a "shut up" gesture to him.

Then, Yan Shixun stepped forward with his long legs and quietly approached his bedroom from the side, without letting his shadow fall into the gap under the door.

With his back against the wall, he made a tactic with one hand, a golden light faintly emerged in the palm of his hand, and he unscrewed the door softly and quickly with the other hand.

"Click... click!"

The door lock is opened.

As the door was slowly pushed open, the dim light in the corridor also spilled into the dim bedroom from the crack of the door, illuminating a space.

The young Yan Shixun used the wall to hide his figure, and looked into the door vigilantly.

The dormitory and his memory did not change when he left in the morning. His eyes swept over the doorknob, and he saw that the folded yellow talisman hidden under the doorknob was also intact. After it failed to take effect, it was burned into a pile of ashes, and there were no ghosts. traces of passing.

Yan Shixun's heart relaxed slightly, and then he let out a breath of foul air slowly, and walked into the bedroom from outside the door.

With a sound of "Crack!", he flipped the switch casually.

The dormitory was bright, and the white incandescent lamps illuminated every inch of the corner. The shadows of the mosquito nets and hanging ornaments on the bed were projected on the white wall, stretched long.

Not a trace of popularity.

In Binhai City in early winter, the coldness is revealed from the cracks in the brick walls.

When the young Yan Shixun stood alone in the middle of the dormitory, the cold air from all directions hit him, and the dead silence and lonely coldness weaved into an indestructible cage and enveloped him in it.

But he also responded with an indifferent attitude towards this, as if nothing could shake his world.

His eyes slowly swept across the small space, not letting go of any possible shadows.

Zhang Wubing, who was following behind him, shrank tremblingly behind the wall outside the dormitory, only poking out a furry head.

"Brother Yan, is there really a ghost in our bedroom?"

Zhang Wubing's voice broke the silence in the dormitory, and his active mood brought a hint of warmth from his popularity.

"I'll tell you!" Zhang Wubing was about to cry: "The day before yesterday I really saw a ghost in the middle of my sleep, so I said that it wasn't an illusion of me falling asleep."

Because there is a roommate in the dormitory who has a lot of things to do, after several times of getting along with each other, the air conditioner in the dormitory is idle.

So when Zhang Wubing is sleeping recently, he likes to put a warm water bag under the quilt, so that he can sleep happily and warmly.

This method was told to him by a well-meaning girl in his class. Even the hot water bottle was bought for him by a girl who saw that he didn't know where to buy it.

However, the heat in the quilt caused his mouth to dry up halfway through the night, and he opened his eyes in a daze, wanting to get out of bed to drink water.

Unexpectedly, when he opened his eyes, he met a pair of eyes next to the pillow staring at him.

Because the dormitories of Binhai University are full of study desks under the upper bunks, for this group of boys who are not short, this height is just enough for them to show their heads on the bunks.

Zhang Wubing's bed was facing the door, if anyone opened the door and walked in, the first thing they would see would be his head.

Therefore, Zhang Wubing was not uncommonly frightened when he was sleepy, thinking it was a head floating beside him.

He originally thought it would be the same this time, and he was still thinking in a daze, who doesn't sleep in the middle of the night and visits their dormitory?

But when Zhang Wubing opened his sleepy eyes, he realized that something was wrong.

That face floated outside the railing of the dormitory bed, with only a few rotten eyeballs left, it stared blankly at the person on the bed, there was no trace of blood on its face, but a few thick yellow water flowed down its cheeks.

The smell of pus was unbearable, and it got into Zhang Wubing's nose, making him wake up instantly from the drowsy state of sleep.

Even lying in the soft and warm quilt, Zhang Wubing still felt a cold air rushing in from the corner of the untucked quilt, as if a ghost reached out and touched his quilt.

Zhang Wubing yelled "Aw!" at that moment, and he became sober.

But what happened later, because it was too late at that time, Zhang Wubing couldn't remember clearly.

When he woke up in the morning, he suddenly turned over and sat up from the bed. He was in a daze for a long time before he could tell if it was a nightmare or if he really encountered something.

Seeing Yan Shixun standing so vigilantly in the dormitory, Zhang Wubing immediately thought of the "dream" of that night.

His legs were weak, and he was able to avoid being slumped into a ball by leaning on the wall.

The young Yan Shixun glanced over lightly: "You know that a person will encounter ghosts when he walks through the campus, but why don't you worry about whether he will see ghosts when he is alone in the corridor?"

Zhang Wubing shook, rushed in from the door quickly, and closed the door and locked it very obediently, and he was relieved.

It seems that the door is an enchantment, as long as the door is closed, the monsters outside will not be able to enter.

Zhang Wubing leaned against the door, his cowardly decision seemed to have gained some psychological comfort.

He looked around the dormitory and didn't see anything wrong, so he couldn't help but wonder: "Brother Yan, what were you looking at just now?"

"It scared me to death, I thought there was a ghost."

Seeing that Yan Shixun didn't do anything, Zhang Wubing also felt that Yan Shixun's question just now seemed to be just a random question, not really a ghost, so he smiled again, as if he was just playing around The Samoyed who went home with a smirk after the mud.

Samoyed: Dad, open the door, I am sick.

The young Yan Shixun glanced casually, seeing Zhang Wubing's actions in his eyes.

He didn't say that what Zhang Wubing saw that night was actually a ghost.

The ghost squeezed in through the gap under the bedroom door, and floated towards Zhang Wubing who was facing the door.

Yan Shixun, who was sleeping on the opposite bed, sensed a ghost approaching, so he slowly opened his eyes.

But he waited for a while, and found that the ghost didn't seem to have any intention of attacking, so he closed his eyes again and fell asleep.

Zhang Wubing thought that he slept until midnight before the ghost appeared next to his pillow.

Actually not.

Not long after the lights in the dormitory were turned off, just after midnight, the ghost entered the dormitory, looking straight at Zhang Wubing.

When he was snoring happily holding a warm water bottle, the ghost was watching him.

If it wasn't for Zhang Wubing's screaming so badly that Yan Shixun woke up, he would have crawled off the bed, wanting to run to Yan Shixun's bed, so that Yan Shixun, who doesn't like others approaching, Yan Shixun is too irritable, and he won't make a move.

Yan Shixun, who was disturbed by the sleep, turned over in a messy pajamas and jumped out of the bed. He threw the ghost out of the dormitory door by the neck, and closed the door with a "Boom!", leaving the ghost alone. Sobbing blankly in the hallway.

Then he got back on the bed and warned Zhang Wubing that if he dared to approach his bed for half a step or wake him up, he would be thrown out too.

Only then did Zhang Wubing shut his mouth obediently, shivering cowardly in his bed.

But after shaking for a few minutes, Zhang Wubing snored happily and fell asleep.

Yan Shixun, who was still waiting to sleep beside him: "..."

Is this a fool's blessing?

It was also because of this that when Yan Shixun left the dormitory this morning, he stuck a yellow talisman under the doorknob.

He didn't mind ghosts coming into the dormitory to watch him sleep, the main reason was that Zhang Wubing was too noisy, he would yell miserably in the middle of his sleep, like killing a pig, which made him a little impatient.

It was simply resolved.

On the contrary, when eating in the morning, the brother in the next bedroom was very frightened, and asked others with dark circles under his eyes if he heard the screams in the middle of the night.

"I happened to be in the middle of my sleep, and then I heard someone screaming in the wall, as if they were going to kill someone, and I was so terrified."

The brother was worried: "You said, could it be that when our dormitory was being built, someone died in the cement? That's why his unwilling ghost was sealed in the built wall, and he came out to scream in the middle of the night."

The person next to him swallowed: "Is it your hallucination? Or, did someone lose the game? Or was the number stolen?"

The other person shook his head: "No, I heard that too. I wanted to go to the bathroom in the middle of my sleep, but when I got out of bed, I heard someone crying and walking past the door, and then came back. It looks scary."

"Fuck! Did you hear that too? Me too! I was squatting in the corridor to stay up all night reviewing, but I saw a shadow floating towards me, just like the monster in the game, I jumped up in fright Back to the bedroom!"

"...I'm not alone. I was smoking on the balcony in the corridor. I was so scared that I screamed and ran to the dormitory. It turned out to be a good guy! The dogs in the dormitory locked the door directly, saying that I was a ghost, and refused to open the door for me. I was so frightened to death standing outside the door!"

"I'm sorry brother, we really thought there was a ghost pretending to be your voice to trick us into opening the door. How dare we open it! Open the door and kill us."

Zhang Wubing also joined the discussion group worriedly: "Is it so scary? There are ghosts in the wall?"

Yan Shixun who heard the whole process beside him: "..."

The ghost they are talking about is you, Zhang Wubing.

The young Yan Shixun thought for the first time: Did he choose the wrong name?Zhang should be called sick.

Fortunately, the whole day was safe and sound.

Until, they returned to the dormitory at night.

Although there was no abnormality in the dormitory and the yellow talisman was intact, the young Yan Shixun still subconsciously felt that something was wrong, which made him unable to relax completely.

Zhang Wubing was frightened and just wanted to get back under the covers.

But halfway up the ladder, he looked at his bed with his head poking around, and asked "huh?" in wonder.

"Strange, why did the pages of my magazine turn?"

Zhang Wubing picked up the open magazine on the bed, and turned to another page in doubt.

On that page, the poster of Li Xuetang's latest movie was printed, all of it was Zhang Wubing's comments on the shooting technique of the poster, and the rough edge of the page seemed to have been turned over countless times.

"I'm obviously watching the promotion of director Li Xuetang's new movie, and it's always on this page. Why does it change when I leave the house?"

Zhang Wubing tilted his head, puzzled.

The young Yan Shixun heard Zhang Wubing's muttering, and after seeing the flipped magazine, his eyes darkened.

It's as if...something has come.

Sure enough, it was not an illusion.

And outside the balcony of the dormitory, Yan Shixun held the railing in his hand, swung down lightly, and landed silently on the balcony on the next floor.

He was like a nocturnal big cat, his paw pads fell on the ground without making a sound.

Yan Shixun half-bent his long legs to relieve the force of the impact, then stood up slowly, and raised his hand to wipe off the dust on the dark green coat.

Ye Li's figure followed closely, and also fell from the balcony of Yan Shixun's bedroom and landed beside him.

Before Ye Li could open his mouth to ask, he heard a slight knock on the door from above.

He was a little surprised, and looked sideways at Yan Shixun.

Just now, when he realized that there was a younger version of Yan Shixun outside the door, Yan Shixun made a decisive decision, dragged Ye Li, rushed to the balcony quickly and silently, and left the dormitory.

In comparison, the usual choice should be to hide in a closet or a corner, and some people will trust themselves, choose to find another self to ask about the situation, and ask "self" for help.

But Yan Shixun didn't choose any of them.

He avoided "myself" and left the dormitory in the easiest way to detect.

What if someone outside opened the door and came in as soon as he walked to the balcony?

Yan Shixun was not worried about this at all.

Now that he knows what time the person outside the dormitory is, he is very clear about his way of thinking, and knows how cautious "Yan Shixun" outside the door is, and what choices he will make.

So he calculated the time well, and he didn't worry about turning halfway over the balcony and being seen right away.

Yan Shixun had a smile on his lips, and on the dimly lit balcony, he blinked triumphantly at Yeli.

It seems to be saying silently: Look, I guess right?

Ye Li was amused, and there was tenderness in his eyes: Well, it's very powerful.

However, Ye Li regretted not seeing the young version of Yan Shixun with his own eyes.

Originally, he didn't care about Yan Shixun's past experiences. In his opinion, everyone's deeds had already been planned under the avenue.

If he had met Yan Shixun a few years ago, he might not have been interested in Yan Shixun, and he would not have been touched by Yan Shixun because he had been following Yan Shixun all the time. The exorcist hugged him.

Perhaps a few years earlier, Yan Shixun hadn't become someone he would fall in love with.

It is time that created Yan Shixun, the unique exorcist of ghosts.

But when he was in the dormitory just now, he heard Yan Shixun say that Zhang Wubing had lived with him for four years, which allowed Ye Li to clearly feel the emotions surging up in his heart.

He suddenly realized—no matter when Yan Shixun was, it would have a huge impact on him.

No matter when he meets Yan Shixun, he will always attract his attention.

The world that had disappointed him once gained meaning again because of Yan Shixun's existence.

No matter when, he will fall in love with Yan Shixun.

After confirming his thoughts, Ye Li, who never regretted his decisions, suddenly regretted why he didn't get to know Yan Shixun earlier.

If that's the case, maybe he can replace Zhang Wubing's importance in Yan Shixun's heart, instead of looking for a reason to hold Yan Shixun's hand like now.

Yan Shixun didn't know the sigh in Ye Li's heart, he said: "Until you figure out the situation, it's better not to meet that me."

When seeing his young self, Yan Shixun's heart was also turbulent, he was more vigilant about his current situation, and acted more cautiously.

When he jumped off the abyss, he felt dizzy, and when he opened his eyes, he was on the road.

After he was dragged into the pool of blood, a similar thing happened.This made him fearful of the blood pool and ghost energy, and had new guesses.

Although he didn't know what happened to that young man, Yan Shixun felt intuitively that since he appeared in Binhai University many years ago, he must have something to do with Xuechi.

And most importantly -

Yan Shixun understands himself, Li Chengyun is not as good as he was before he died, he is even sharper, like a diamond that has not been polished, it is so sharp that it can cut everyone or ghosts.

Yan Shixun will not let his young "self" discover him until he is sure of the current situation and cannot convince "self" with reasonable reasons.

That would be a disaster.

Man's worst enemy is always himself.

Especially, when you have power yourself.

With a decision in his mind, Yan Shixun turned around and looked around the dormitory they were in.

Then, he came across a chicken nest protruding from the bed.

The balcony was not turned on, but there was still a desk lamp in the bedroom, which faintly illuminated the space.

The person on the bed was unconscious and sleepy, suddenly sat up from the bed, looked down, and muttered: "Father Cheng, are you back?"

The roommate raised his hand and rubbed his eyes, but forgot that he just ate the spicy shredded chicken last night but didn't wipe his hands clean. The residual spicy smell made his eyes hurt, so he yelled a little, "crash la la bleed" With tears in his eyes, he was about to turn over and get out of bed to find toilet paper.

But the roommate didn't expect that just as he stuck his head out, he saw two people standing on the balcony of his dormitory?

After asking the question, the roommate realized belatedly——eh?It doesn't seem right, the other two beasts in the dormitory have gone out for practice and to accompany the partner, only myself and Cheng's father are left, and I am on the bed, even if Cheng's father comes back, he is still alone.

So, where did the two come from?

Is Father Cheng finally willing to bring his little boyfriend back?

The roommate was thinking in a daze, trying to open his eyes that were red from his rubbing, and looked at the two figures through the reflective glass balcony door.

Roommate: "...??"

The next moment, his eyes widened in horror: "Fuck! Brother, are you so arrogant as a thief? This is the campus of Binda University!"

was discovered.

Thinking calmly, Yan Shixun unscrewed the glass door of the balcony and walked in, nodding to the chicken coop head, "Let me use your balcony, and leave immediately, you can continue to sleep."

Yan Shixun pointed to the electric wires dangling in the wind outside the balcony, and foolishly said, "Fix the network cable, don't you think the network is not good recently?"

The roommate thought about it and was right.

Believe it.

"Then you guys fix it well, I'm stuck watching a live broadcast, and when everyone goes back to the dormitory at night, the internet speed is too bad."

The roommate murmured: "I'm going to die, I'll watch the live broadcast, you guarantee the research, he sends SCI, everyone has a bright future."

So he continued to climb down from the ladder, and flipped through the papers on the table.

But because I was so scared when I watched the live broadcast at night, I used my paper to blow my nose and wipe my tears, so I ran out.

The roommate had no choice but to turn around and borrow it from the desktop opposite Chengjing.

His gaze inadvertently passed over the two people on the balcony.

Yan Shixun calmly let him look at him.

After the roommate withdrew his gaze, he realized something was wrong, so he felt suspicious, and turned his gaze to Yan Shixun again.

Gan, bro, you look like a star, where have I seen you before?

The roommate looked away in bewilderment.

Where have you seen it?

It's weird, take another look.

The roommate glanced back and forth suspiciously, and then the original sleepiness on his face slowly receded, and his eyes became shocked.

"You, you..." The roommate held the paper in one hand, lifted it up tremblingly with the other, and pointed at Yan Shixun.

He swallowed in surprise: "You, you, aren't you that so-and-so? Then what is that father who asks for help when there are ghosts!"

Yan Shixun: "...?"

what?

He smiled politely but alienated: "You have misunderstood the wrong person, I am just an ordinary passerby."

"Passing by someone else's balcony!"

The roommate's eyes were terrified, and in the stammering words, he was finally able to fluently reveal Yan Shixun's identity: "Yes! It's this kind of serious and foolish attitude! You are Brother Yan!"

Yan Shixun: ...

Gee.

So he said, there is really no need for fans.

He wanted to make up an identity, and it was so easy to be debunked.Who would have thought that a random person he met would watch the live broadcast.

Yan Shixun originally wanted to explain the situation to his roommates and borrow the balcony.

But just as he stepped out with his long legs, he suddenly stopped.

and many more.

If he saw himself a few years ago, why would anyone know about the live broadcast?

The live broadcast is the current timeline, but "Yan Shixun" was many years ago.And it wasn't this person who lived in the downstairs dormitory in his memory.

It's like the timeline that was supposed to go straight and unrelated suddenly became distorted and messy, overlapping together.

Time and space are confused, memories from many years ago are mixed with current reality, highways and Binhai University are intertwined.

All is true, or all is false.

Neither the brain nor the eyes can be trusted, there is nothing real to rely on.

Yan Shixun's expression froze.

The roommate didn't notice that something was wrong with Yan Shixun, and he still had the unreal feeling of facing the person who should be on the screen.

"It's the one from the live broadcast!"

The roommate hurriedly pulled out his tablet, clicked on Yan Shixun's split screen, and wanted to show Yan Shixun to prove that he did not admit the wrong person.

Then he saw, under Yan Shixun's split-screen camera, his own figure was appearing in front of everyone, flustered like an idiot.

Roommate: "?"

Audiences:[? ]

The audience felt so confused.

Even though he was still on the road last moment, the bloody skull under the camera scared many people and screamed, the sea of ​​blood flooded the camera.

They also felt the same way, feeling like they were about to drown in the sea of ​​blood, watching themselves keep falling, and the ghost shadow skeletons in all directions dragged themselves, preventing them from floating to the surface of the sea.

The light is getting dimmer, only sticky dark red blood covering the entire lens.

The blood-red screen lasted for a full minute, and the audience almost cried.

[Can anyone tell me what happened?Is Brother Yan okay? ]

[I have deep-sea phobia... goosebumps all over my body, I'm going crazy. ]

[I originally thought that there was a problem with the light imaging of the screen, so the lens was red.Until I saw that grimace that almost hit the camera, it is not an exaggeration to say that I am not afraid of anything as an adult, I was almost frightened and cried mother!Starting today, I will also have deep-sea phobia. ]

[Ahhhh!How is Yan Ge?I'm so worried, woo woo. ]

1 minute is as long as a century.

The audience in front of Yan Shixun's split screen was worried, and the barrage and comments were refreshed, and a large number of audiences frantically poured in.

Because today is not a rest day, many oatmeal workers and viewers who go to work and school have not arrived at the rest time, so they did not watch the live broadcast.

But after discovering the oatmeal label on the social platform, and suddenly swiping #燕哥平安#, I immediately realized that something might have happened, so I hurried to the live broadcast to check.

Seeing it this way, many oatmeals were torn apart.

[Yan! !elder brother! !ah--! ! ! ]

[Woooooo, where is my Brother Yan?Damn ghost, you give me back my Brother Yan, woo woo woo. ]

Just when everyone was too anxious, the camera finally turned on again.

The field of vision changed from red to black, and under the brightened lens, a dark wall slowly appeared.

Audiences:[? ]

Then they discovered that Yan Shixun was in the student dormitory?

After listening to what Yan Shixun said, the audience felt that they were in a trance.

[What?what what?Brother Yan is actually a student of Binda University!Or the Department of Finance?Isn't this one of Binda's Four Heavenly Kings?Known as one of the four most difficult exams. ]

[Yeah, yeah!Before, my mother also said that I should not chase after stars in my studies, which would affect my studies. I said that Brother Yan is an idol worth chasing, but my mother still didn’t believe it.I'm going to tell my mom about Brother Yan's academic qualifications!Hey hey. ]

[Laughing, before there was a navy who came to go crazy under the oatmeal label, but it turned out that oatmeal' you are right, so, brother Yan, do you understand? 'The swiping screen collapsed, scolding Brother Yan for his low education, maybe he is illiterate. ]

[The other brother is wronged, fan: Brother can't be wronged!Let me go!The oatmeal is wronged, brother Yan: let me slap this face, get out of the way!Hahahaha, I just want to ask, those who say Brother Yan is illiterate, which university did you come from?If it wasn't for Binhai University or Beijing University, don't say it out of shame. ]

[Good guy, so Brother Yan has such a high degree of education!It is my life's regret that I failed to apply for Binda University in the college entrance examination. ]

[Hehe, why are you so happy?Do you know this is bad degree fraud?Did Binhai University admit it, you are as happy as if you are celebrating a new year, it really is something that is not on the stage. ]

[Water Army Heizi, are you here?Are you here to shit.jpg]

[Brother Yan is living in the dormitory of the university students in the Binh University, how can there be holidays?Besides, Director Zhang Wubing's resume is listed in the program introduction column. He is from the Finance Department of Binhai University.Brother Yan said that he and Zhang Wubing are roommates, how can his education be false? ]

Before the audience could figure out why, they turned their heads and saw Yan Shixun under the camera!

The audience was shocked, looking at the two Yan Shixun, they were split apart.

But before they could react, they saw Yan Shixun jumped off the balcony, went to the dormitory downstairs, and chatted cordially with the students sleeping in the dormitory.

A student from Binh University who was watching the live broadcast suddenly felt a little familiar when he saw the sleepy-eyed Jiwotou under the camera.

[Isn't this the one who won the gold medal in the chemistry competition? ]

[Fuck, really!It is the lucky two hundred and five who won the gold medal in the same project team as Chengshen! ]

[What do you mean?Brother Yan came to our school to record the show?I haven't heard of it. ]

One pass ten, ten pass a hundred.

While the roommate was still staring at his face on the tablet, the news of Yan Shixun's appearance at Binhai University had been circulated among many students of Binhai University who had watched the live broadcast, and even sent it to people who knew him well.

The internal forum of Binda University, which had been quiet due to the approach of the end of the term, has become active again.

Someone saw it and immediately said: "This dude sleeps next door to me! Wait, I'll knock on the door and ask, what's going on, that I can see Brother Yan?"

The man did what he said, and immediately ran back to the dormitory building from the library, panting to find Chengjing's dormitory.

But many people were one step ahead of him, and they had already gathered outside Chengjing's dormitory, crowded with people, looking like they were chasing stars.

Someone even excitedly said: "Yan Shixun is still from our Binda University! I didn't expect such a popular person to be a senior, and I feel close to him all of a sudden."

"Hey, you're from the astronomy department, so you can't compete with our finance department, okay, don't mistake your seniors for nothing?"

"Hehe, if you say that, the Folklore Department next door has something to say. Brother Yan was born in Haiyun Temple, and the head of the Folklore Department is a Taoist priest from Haiyun Temple. Strictly speaking, Brother Yan should be the senior of the Folklore Department."

Several people refused to give in to each other, and no one would accept the other, and almost got into a fight outside Chengjing's dormitory.

The counselor who hurried over yelled: "What are you doing! Do you want the scholarship for the next semester? If you demerit, the scholarship will be revoked!"

The huddled students were silent for a moment.

The counselor was in a panic.

After seeing the live broadcast, the official person in charge immediately called the official of Binhai University to inquire.

Binda also looked confused: I have never heard of it!

Although Binhai University has always been a famous scenic spot in Binhai City, many tourists will come to visit it, especially the famous coffin-shaped lecture hall in the middle, which is said to have suppressed tens of thousands of corpses in mass graves, which can be talked about by tour guides and marketing accounts Words came out, and there was an endless stream of people looking for excitement.

But now that the end of the semester is approaching, Binh University puts students first. In order to prevent tourists from affecting students' normal work and study, the campus tour business has been closed. People outside the campus must register when they come and go, and the management is strict.

Bin Da asked around, and everyone said that they had never seen Yan Shixun come in.

It happened that the face of my roommate appeared in the live broadcast, standing beside Yan Shixun.

This is like a positioning, let Binda lock the location, let people go to see it quickly.

The counselor knocked on Chengjing's door, but no one answered.

He took out the spare key and opened the door.

However, the bedroom was empty.

There is no figure.