"Every day is the same, and occasionally a whim comes up..."
At seven o'clock in the morning, Doraemon's theme song sounded on time beside Xia Zhaoyao's pillow.
Xia Zhaoyao drowsily pressed the alarm and sat up like a puppet while still huddled in bed.
The ringtone was "paid" by Zhao Huanxi, and the price was a week's worth of snacks.
"If you must be woken up, it is best to have a more pleasant melody..."
Zhao Huanxi said this.
As a serious Doraemon fan, this theme song naturally meets her requirements 100%.
However, Xia Zhaoyao is much more depressed——
She rarely watched cartoons when she was a child, because the cartoons on TV were all for the young and mentally retarded.
Whether it's Doraemon, or Tangtang's Mario, Qin Shuo's two-dimensional... It's like another world to her. Lao Xia bought her many world famous books, Chinese and foreign novels, and some other...
Little knowledge about doing business and dealing with people.
This society is built on the real world and is a waste of aimless entertainment. It is the most extravagant waste.
Waking up very early in the late August morning, Xia Zhaoyao could nimbly get around the chairs and trash cans in the dormitory without turning on the lights.
The fat new toothpaste leaning in the mouthwash cup gives people an inexplicable sense of security.
After a simple wash, the cold water quickly took away the drowsiness.
The two sisters in the dormitory were still sleeping soundly - they might have woken up for a moment when the alarm clock rang just now.
But there were only a few vague sleepy words and the sound of turning over, and now there was only the sound of steady breathing in the dormitory.
Xia Zhaoyao climbed onto the bed carefully and wrapped the sheets, quilt and pillows into a large roll with the cotton wool underneath.
Suitcases, bedding sets, and toiletries can be placed here temporarily.
However, it's best to move it aside so that it doesn't take up space, at least not as if she lives here.
In this way, even if someone from the student union comes to make trouble again, the senior sisters can easily deal with it in a few words.
Click.
The door was gently closed.
Xia Zhaoyao was carrying her small backpack, which contained the admission notice.
The financial center of Huaijiang University only starts working at 8:30.
She still has time to go outside the school - to perform some rituals that can increase her luck.
For example, the Vitality Victory Breakfast.
…………
"Let's go to Zhazha Street for breakfast. The noodle shop there is delicious."
Xia Zhaoyao was editing information on WeChat while walking down the outer edge of the trail.
"If your suitcase is heavy, then wait for me at the school gate. I will temporarily leave my things with the seniors, so I can help you share the load..."
I went to bed last night, and when I got up I saw several messages sent by Qin Shuo.
Basically, his parents were temporarily busy and couldn't send him to report, so he was alone.
The latest one is that he set off and asked Xia Zhaoyao if he wanted to have breakfast together.
Counting the time, we are almost at the school gate now.
"Zhaoshuo, you went out of your way to get your hair permed?"
"Simple hairstyle, no fuss."
Hey, something's not quite right.
This guy Zhaishuo actually spends money to go to the barber shop to have his hair styled?
Xia Zhaoyao helped Qin Shuo hold the suitcase with one hand while looking at the boy next to him curiously.
Compared with his usual sloppy appearance, Qin Shuo, who had a Korean-style haircut and half-rimmed glasses, seemed to be a different person.
"What's wrong? Are you going to change your appearance when school starts and start to act like a domineering president?"
"I know I'm handsome now, but don't look at me like that."
Qin Shuo coughed uncomfortably.
When he came home yesterday, his mother forcibly took him to a nearby barber shop to get a fancy haircut.
This troublesome hairstyle looks okay, but he always feels a little uncomfortable with it.
"Ugh, tyrannical president? You can't be more polite and perverted now."
Xia Zhaoyao raised his eyebrows and vomited exaggeratedly.
Qin Shuo's new look is okay, but it always looks a little weird.
how to say……
Xia Zhaoyao looked at the new-looking Qin Shuo.
This kind of arrogant manner seems to be worse than the original otaku.
However, she had a trump card that could restore him to his original shape. Xia Zhaoyao took out his cell phone...
"So, you won't play these nerdy games anymore?"
"Of course, but we have to wait a while."
Qin Shuo smoothly took the phone from Xia Zhaoyao and skillfully slid it away with one hand.
"I plan to join the student union. I heard that the APP on my mobile phone will be checked during the interview."
"Besides, my roommates and classmates are not familiar with each other, so I still have to investigate how to get along with them."
"Join...student union?"
Xia Zhaoyao stopped and frowned slightly.
"Yes. Didn't I say that?" Qin Shuo nodded, "After school starts, I promised that my family would join the student union."
While racing against time, he controlled the game and browsed the account progress on various interfaces.
"As for these games..."
“If the concentration of home-based people is too high, it’s easy for people to get some bad labels.”
Snapped.
Xia Zhaoyao raised his hand to snatch the phone back, and long pressed his finger on the icon.
"So, you asked me to help you take care of the replacement liver, and I will take care of the label?"
"...Wait, don't be impulsive!"
The game icon shakes up, and a translucent cross appears in the upper right corner.
Qin Shuo subconsciously opened his arms to snatch it back, but Xia Zhaoyao took the first step and held the phone to his chest.
"Then please explain first. I thought you had changed your mind during this period."
"Well, I have a reason to join the student union. Xia Nuxia just thinks of it as a favor——"
Qin Shuo clasped his hands together and said with a flattering face.
Even with a new hairstyle and new clothes, that scoundrel look quickly returned.
"What reason-"
"...I want to run for student union president."
"Huh?"
Xia Zhaoyao glanced at Qin Shuo in surprise, a little suspicious.
"You couldn't have... watched some anime to have this idea, right? This is the real world."
"No - well, there is a secret that few people know about."
"What secret?" Xia Zhaoyao held the phone with one hand and his ears stood up unconsciously.
"Um……"
Yes, what’s the secret——
Qin Shuo blinked quickly. He definitely couldn't tell the real reason.
Otherwise, try to make up some kind of secret?
Anyway, Xia Zhaoyao, a money-grubbing lolita, looks shrewd, but sometimes she can be easily deceived.
Qin Shuo hesitated for a few seconds, then deliberately approached Xia Zhaoyao, whispered into her ear.
"I heard that the president of the student union can have a special power..."
"Go away, go away-"
Before Qin Shuo could finish his words, Xia Zhaoyao subconsciously gave him an elbow.
It's too close, and the airflow when this pervert talks is so itchy.
Well.
Qin Shuo's voice stopped suddenly.
…………
Zhazi Street, but Xia Zhaoyao prefers to call it Zhazi Street.
Compared to the sophistication of the school canteen, the nameless noodle stall at the street corner is too rough.
Simply shake a few spoons of seasonings into a large wide-mouthed bowl, add half a spoonful of scalding noodle soup, and you have a natural soup base.
There are no waiters at the noodle stall, so the boss and his wife are the only ones who take care of the business.
The boss is in charge of the tumbling noodle soup and vegetable sections, while the boss lady is in charge of the cash register and the appearance of the final products.
In the same bowl of noodles, add miscellaneous sauce to make miscellaneous sauce noodles; fish out a few pieces of beef to make beef noodles; sauerkraut and shredded pork can be separated or combined;
Of course, if nothing is added, a scoop of bright red oily spicy seeds sprinkled with chopped green onion will become the authentic Huaijiang noodles.
During this time, I was working on used books on Zhazha Street. This is the shop that everyone frequents most.
After all, pasta is reasonable to serve at any time, no matter morning, noon or evening.
"Auntie, a bowl of Huaijiang noodles, less spicy and a fried egg."
The childishness of overestimating one's ability to challenge the spicy level is over. Xia Zhaoyao doesn't want to repeat the situation a month ago.
Especially now that Qin Shuo is still around, if she lets this guy see the joke, she might as well go on a hunger strike this morning.
She had visited her many times in the past few days, and the landlady obviously remembered her and spoke enthusiastically:
"Okay. Find a place to sit. The noodles should be cooked harder, right?"
This noodle stall is very small, with only three tables inside.
Most people don't like to sit inside the store, but choose to sit on the folding tables and plastic stools placed on the street.
However, Xia Zhaoyao still prefers to huddle in the corner of the "house" so that he feels safe.
Pulling her backpack into her arms, she found an empty table that looked relatively clean and sat down. She took out a paper towel and wiped the tabletop carefully.
"Then I'd like a vegetarian one, normal and spicy - I'd like an omelette too."
Qin Shuo's voice sounded from behind her, as if he was deliberately going against her.
Xia Zhaoyao was sure because Qin Shuo liked to emphasize "normal" spicy food every time he ate with her.
However, she was too lazy to argue with this guy today: the elbow just now was a relief.
"Okay, you two sit over there, I'll bring it to you later -"
"By the way, boss, three taels, two taels is not enough."
"No problem."
"Our two accounts will be calculated together when the time comes..."
Xia Zhaoyao stopped what he was doing, raised his head, and glared at Qin Shuo.
"Zhaoshuo, come over here. There happens to be a vacant seat here——"
Qin Shuo's big suitcases were all placed at the door. Although Zhazha Street was dilapidated, the security was surprisingly good.
Qin Shuo, who had temporarily removed his weight, moved his shoulders and took the initiative to pull out two pairs of chopsticks from the chopstick holder next to him.
"Boss, can I help you boil this in the noodle soup..."
"Bring it directly to me——"
"Hypocritical."
Seeing Qin Shuo coming over and sitting down, Xia Zhaoyao muttered.
The sound is not loud enough that the person opposite can hear it.
"Then if you can, don't use it later and break off the disposable chopsticks yourself..."
"Why? I'm stupid."
Xia Zhaoyao took out his phone and looked at the time.
"Whatever you want to sharpen, you don't have much time now."
"Shaved noodles are eaten faster than small noodles. Besides, those who eat for free should stop grumbling."
After these few days of getting along, Qin Shuo finally understood Xia Zhaoyao's weaknesses.
Even though she can be arrogant and difficult to deal with sometimes, she is still thin-skinned when it comes to eating people and taking advantage of them.
And what's even more interesting is...
Xia Zhaoyao belongs to the kind of money-loving character who will never let the duck fly.
Sure enough, as if his lifeline had been grasped, Xia Zhaoyao turned off the flames instantly.
"But speaking of it..."
Qin Shuo glanced at the boss behind him and said curiously.
"Don't you usually order small noodles? Why did you suddenly change your taste today?"
Although the main food in Yancheng is pasta, Xia Zhaoyao mostly orders rice noodles and noodles these days.
A few days ago, the boss made a mistake and it was Qin Shuo who killed him, so he remembered it very deeply.
"What do you know? Usually, you are saving your character."
Xia Zhaoyao rolled his eyes at Qin Shuo and shook his finger proudly.
Accumulating character is a new word she learned from Qin Shuo, which is the metaphysics of increasing luck.
According to Qin Shuo, if you don't draw a certain card pool in the game, you will accumulate luck little by little.
"Save your character? Don't eat noodles?"
Qin Shuo repeated it inexplicably.
"Besides, when you start reporting for school, what kind of character have you accumulated——"
"Separate dormitories, I want to be assigned to room 803. Although the probability is not high, but what if?"
Xia Zhaoyao's original proud expression instantly fell down, and he absentmindedly folded the paper he had just wiped the table with.
"Room 803? Oh, you mean the dormitory where the seniors live."
Qin Shuo was stunned for a moment, then quickly reacted.
Xia Zhaoyao was temporarily living in the dormitory of the senior students, which he knew from the beginning.
On the night when I moved into the No. 6 House in Zhuyuan, I posted a lot about it on WeChat.
However, the knowledge point Xia Zhaoyao was talking about now was something Qin Shuo had not expected.
"Well, freshmen can still be assigned to the dormitory of old students?"
"There is a certain chance, but there are a lot of prerequisites -"
Xia Zhaoyao sighed and let go of the crumpled tissue in his hand.
Then, she glumly repeated to Qin Shuo what the senior sisters had given her last night.
"Hmm... it sounds like a card pool that is open for a limited time?"
"Almost, and it's only one draw."
Xia Zhaoyao held his chin and slid his fingers absentmindedly on the phone next to him.
Theoretically speaking, the chance of her being assigned to Room 803 is indeed close to zero.
The Huaijiang noodles this morning were just a comfort.
Qin Shuo obviously also thought of this, and for a while there was nothing he could say to comfort or resolve.
"Here it comes, here it comes - be careful it's hot."
The landlady held the tray and placed two bowls of noodles on the table for two people.
Xia Zhaoyao's and Qin Shuo's noodles were very different. They each took their own noodles and ate them silently.
Qin Shuo glanced at Xia Zhaoyao who was not interested in continuing to chat, took out his mobile phone, opened the Tieba, and browsed various Tieba.
Although there are no games on his mobile phone, he is still used to having fun at places like NGA and Tieba every day.
"Depend on--"
Before Qin Shuo could take two bites of noodles, he suddenly cursed.
"What? Did you eat meat in the vegetable slices?"
Xia Zhaoyao glanced at Qin Shuo, picked up the vinegar and poured it into his bowl.
"No, there is another idiot posting cards on the forum - let me see, there are four new accounts in a row..."
"That's really awesome. You should buy a lottery ticket."
Xia Zhaoyao glanced curiously and said with some surprise.
"This person is so lucky? Several accounts have three gold medals. Are you so jealous that you are about to explode?"
"...This is the initial refresh."
Qin Shuo waved his hand and put the phone aside.
"Most of these accounts are created using plug-ins. If you buy one, they may be blocked one day."
"Refresh initialization?"
"Yeah, just keep building trumpets and then draw repeatedly."
While Qin Shuo was eating noodles, he casually talked to Xia Xia Yao about popular science.
"There are so many Ou Qi and Destiny's Children, but they still follow the probability distribution of big data."
"There are hundreds of spam accounts in places you can't see - I used to swipe some by hand..."
Xia Zhaoyao didn't pay much attention to what Qin Shuo said next.
Her chopsticks suddenly stopped next to the fried eggs.
Refresh the initial...
Selective luck...
Wait, she seems to have caught some great... strange inspiration?
"Registration at Huaijiang University, um——"
Xia Zhao stirred the noodles in the noodle soup with his chopsticks, as well as the half of the omelette that he didn't want to finish.
"Zhaishuo, Zhaishuo, I seem to have suddenly had a bold idea——"