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Ruihe didn¡¯t know what Zhou Xiaoyong was thinking. After he rushed to the classroom, he went to the classroom lounge first, found Professor Zhou¡¯s hot water bottle and filled it with water, washed the enamel jar that had been left overnight, and finally brought the things to the classroom podium.
This is one of the tasks he usually does as a professor's life assistant. It is not busy. Rui He does it very smoothly. His roommates have already occupied a seat for him in the classroom. When they see him, they come over to ask how the situation is.
"He didn't admit it, but he looked bad. This incident must have something to do with him." Rui He whispered, "I plan to distance myself from him in the future."
Zhu Hongxing: "That's good. You're so nice to him and he's plotting against you behind your back. His character is so bad. We don't want to associate with him in our dormitory from now on." I'm afraid I'll be slandered someday.
"Um."
"Do you want to tell the teacher?" Ma Chenggong asked.
Zhu Hongxing slowly shook his head: "I think it's best not to. I just asked Ge Tianming and he said that he didn't mention it to Teacher Fu. In this case, let's not mention it."
Several people were chattering, and when the school bell rang, Zhou Xiaoyong stepped on the bell and ran into the dormitory, panting from exhaustion. He subconsciously looked for Rui He's location, and felt nervous when he saw several people in their dormitory muttering.
"Are they talking bad about me?" Then he couldn't help but retract his eyes. He sat down in his seat and didn't dare to look back. He was afraid of seeing malicious and mocking eyes. If someone asked him why he was estranged from Xiaoshan, he should how to answer? By the way, how would Xiaoshan tell others about this? What should I do? Ge Tianming is completely unreliable. I kindly remind him, how could he betray himself? Sure enough, rich people are not good people
Zhou Xiaoyong felt resentful and couldn't concentrate during the lecture. When Professor Zhou asked a question, he called out his student number. He mumbled and couldn't explain. Professor Zhou asked him to sit down and said, "Listen carefully, this section The lectures are all about basics. Next time I ask you questions and you still can¡¯t answer them, just stand back and listen.¡±
His face suddenly turned red as a big tomato, and he felt that all the classmates in the classroom were looking at him, so embarrassed that he wished there was a hole for him to get into.
Professor Zhou called another student number, and Ruihe stood up and expressed his views clearly and in detail. Professor Zhou nodded with satisfaction and waved for him to sit down.
After the class, Ruihe went to the podium to help Professor Zhou pack away the lesson plans and water bottles and cups. Zhou Xiaoyong saw Ruihe smiling while talking to Professor Zhou on the podium, and felt that Professor Zhou was glancing at him from the corner of his eye.
"He's talking bad about me!" Zhou Xiaoyong thought. He lowered his head and silently put away his textbooks, pulled out his school bag and rushed out of the classroom.
On the podium, Rui He talked about buying a bicycle: "Professor Zhou, do you want to go back to the dormitory or to the library or the office? I can take you there." Before he bought the bicycle, Chen Ping'an had someone in the dormitory. After getting the car, he generously let them ride if necessary, and he shamelessly asked Chen Pingan to teach him. After squeezing out time to beat and beat for two weeks, I became proficient and could lead people to ride bicycles.
Professor Zhou shook his head: "No, I'll just walk back to the dormitory." He can't ride a bicycle and has always walked.
Rui He didn't force it. This week's interactions made him know that Professor Zhou is a somewhat stubborn person, and it is difficult to change his own decisions because of the words of outsiders.
He delivered the thermos bottle and other items to Professor Zhou¡¯s desk in the office, and then went to the library to meet his roommates. There are many people in the library every day, and it is difficult to find an empty study spot without occupying a seat.
Life has not changed much. Ruihe quickly put Zhou Xiaoyong's matter behind him. He was very busy and had no time to dwell on unimportant things.
At the end of May, squad leader Zhang Guoliang, league secretary Hong Yan, and entertainment committee member Zhen Hanmei jointly organized a class meeting to celebrate the 80th anniversary of the founding of Boyang University, which will be held in mid-June. History Class 1, 1977, Department of History discussion on the performance.
After four hours of discussion, it was finally decided that the whole class should sing "Chu Ci¡¤Li Sao". Zhen Hanmei volunteered: "I can compose a guzheng accompaniment for this poem. Then we can sing and add live calligraphy. Are there any classmates?" Are you good at calligraphy? You will write Li Sao on the spot, and then hold up the calligraphy when the chorus is over. It will be spectacular." She looked at Song Zhezhi, "I remember the handwriting of the study committee member is quite beautiful."
Song Zhezhi nodded: "I can."
"Is there anyone else? When a poem is sung, it needs to be finished. There must be at least three people."
Chen Pingan stood up: "I can do it too."
¡°There is also me, but I¡¯m not very good at writing¡¡±
&Shi always asked himself study questions. But he didn't think about it at all.
Zhu Hongxing sighed: "Your character is reallythen what do you think? Let me give you a suggestion from someone who has experienced it. If you don't want to, reject them early. If you are also willing -"
"I do not want to!"
Zhu Hongxing was not angry even after being interrupted. He faced the cool summer night wind, which carried the fragrance of jasmine. He took a deep breath and felt refreshed. Then he smiled and said: "I'm just saying it, just listen to it. If you want to, you should get along well with others, and get married as a prerequisite. Don't imitate other people's families and schools, or just stay in school." If you hang one by one and don't learn well, alas."
He was also hit by a lot of news he heard in the short three months since school started.
It¡¯s not just people who are good at reading, everyone has a good character. No matter how much those people promote "autonomous love" and "pursuit of freedom", and still write small poems and essays to gild themselves in the newly launched student newspaper "Poetry is Pure and Elegant", in the final analysis, it is moral corruption.
Ruihe didn't know that Zhu Hongxing had so many thoughts running through his mind. He said, "I have no intention of dating a partner. I will make it clear to her tomorrow."
"Then you have to be tactful and save some face for the lesbians."
"I see."
Ruihe pedaled hard to catch up with his roommate in front.
When he returned to the dormitory, he was inevitably asked again. Ma Chenggong stuck to him and refused to leave: "Why don't you agree? Zhao Hongmei is good at studying. You two are a good match."
"I really have no such plan." Ruihe pushed Ma's face back, "I'm going to put up the mosquito net, you go back."
Ma Chenggong retracted his head angrily and started to put up the mosquito net: "I'm so angry. The boss in the dormitory has a wife and children. Anping is so elegant and delicate. There are also girls from the next department who come to confess to him. Anping has a fianc¨¦e in his hometown. Now even Xiaoshan There are also people who are interested in me, but I am the only one left who doesn¡¯t care about me, and I am so lonely and desolate~" He sang at the end.
Chen Ping'an, who was on the bed opposite, threw the pillow down and hit Ma Chenggong's face: "You're not done yet, it's time to go to sleep."
As soon as he finished speaking, the light in the bedroom went out.
"Hey, thank you for the pillow, I won't give it back to you."
"give me back!"
Ruihe couldn't help laughing when he heard Ma Chenggong teasing Chen Ping'an. He got into the quilt and closed his eyes. He was a little worried about what he was going to tell Zhao Hongmei tomorrow.
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