I recalled the hexagrams at noon: the danger has not been eliminated, the hexagrams are correct, the hexagrams meet Kun, and end with Gen.
Trying to find a solution from the hexagrams, the hexagrams still show no hope.
"Teacher Ding, that Liu Yang deliberately teased me, it must be because his credits were deducted last time. He resented me, so he deliberately wrote an unreliable leave request note, and even cheated me out of a big meal at noon. Even on the ninth day of the Lunar New Year,
I can testify that I really know nothing about this leave request."
I can only tell the truth, take proactive measures to show weakness, and divert the flames of war away from me first.
"Is that so? Now that the matter of the leave request is over, you don't dare to come to my class, right?"
The green fingers of the cow's hands finally took away from my collar. I breathed a sigh of relief and quickly replied: "Teacher Ding, I really slept too late last night and couldn't get up in the morning."
"Isn't it because there is something wrong in my heart?" The cow's face was almost touching the tip of my nose, and the fragrance in its mouth tickled my face.
I knew she was waiting for me to answer the answer she wanted. I told her bravely that she was drunk in the taxi last night and had no choice but to carry her to the apartment. Just as I was about to leave, I saw her vomiting on the floor and then
Go back and clean up before leaving.
"that's all?"
"that is it!"
The cow's expression suddenly became more relaxed. Before, she was probably worried about what I would answer. I realized that I was right, and I knew what she cared about.
Anyone who wakes up after being drunk and finds that his clothes are disheveled will always wonder what crazy thing he has done. Not to mention people like cows who pay great attention to their own image.
"Oh, then I'm relieved. I just forgot what happened last night. You can go back and rest."
As if I had been granted amnesty, I turned around and left.
"Qin Feng."
"Um?"
"I can't find the blue underwear I wore yesterday."
"You were wearing pink yesterday... uh..."
Seeing the cow's eyes widening, my feet felt as if they had been poured with a thousand pounds of mercury. I stood there, unable to move a step away.
"Teacher Ding, please listen to my explanation."
"Is there any explanation? I didn't expect you to be such a person. It's a shame that I still trust you so much."
The cow was crying in panic, hugging her arms tightly, sitting on the bench, tears falling to the ground.
I was confused and stood in front of the cow, not knowing what to do next.
"You have to be responsible for me!"
"How can you be responsible? I swear to God, I have never done anything excessive to you. It's you..."
"Did I take off my clothes to seduce you? You saw it anyway, so you have to be responsible for me."
"How to be responsible?"
"Be my boyfriend!"
After the cow said this, both of us were stunned at the same time and didn't speak for a long time.
In the end, the cow stopped crying and smiled and said it was just a joke. It was not that he really wanted to be her boyfriend. Her boyfriend was not something that ordinary people could just be. She just wanted someone to be there when she was upset before going to the United States.
say something.
I suddenly remembered how lonely the cow looked when drinking alone, and I nodded in agreement. But what clearly appeared in my mind was another face, sunny and youthful with a high ponytail.
Many years later, Cow always joked that we were probably the only couple in the world who never spent more than a day together.
I walked with the cow to the teacher's apartment, and then returned to the dormitory. I had a dream at night, in which the cow got married. I sat in a group of relatives and friends and laughed happily, laughing and crying.
"Have you heard that you can no longer buy train tickets? I know a scalper who can guarantee you a ticket by adding 30 yuan." Zhiyong put down the magazine in his hand and kicked Liu Yang, who was sleeping soundly.
"Don't make any noise! You're sleeping soundly!" Liu Yang yelled in a daze.
The classroom instantly became silent, and the old professor and classmates stopped their intense interaction.
The old professor held up his reading glasses with thick bottoms: "That classmate in the back? Do you have any opinions about the class?"
Liu Yang pinched Zhang Feng's waist, and Zhang Feng suddenly stood up with a grin on his face.
"Reporting to the teacher, I remind the classmates who are talking next to them not to make noise. What the teacher said is very good. I have never seen this kind of unique explanation in the textbooks. I am afraid that if I miss this opportunity, I will never hear it again. I can't help but speak loudly.
A little bit."
The old professor squinted and stared at Zhang Feng for a long time, his wrinkled forehead stretched out. He laughed so loudly that his laughter echoed throughout the classroom.
"Okay! Okay! Okay! What's your name, classmate? I dare say you have the best potential among the students in this class. Have you read the papers published by the teacher?"
Zhang Feng's face turned the color of pig's liver. He hesitated for a long time and glanced at me. How could I know what bullshit paper this was? I pointed to the magazine on his desk and told him in a mouthful of words: "You can compile it yourself."
Bundle!"
"Yes, teacher, but I didn't understand it. I knew every word, but I couldn't understand them when they were put together. I remember it was selected in the literary competition in the "Story Club"."
The old professor smiled even brighter and looked at Zhang Feng as if he were his own son.
"Where is the story meeting? The book is called "Wenhui", and the thesis is a bit difficult to understand. It's rare that you are willing to tell the truth."
The old professor took off his reading glasses, put them on the lecture table, picked up a notebook on the table and flipped through a few pages.
"Let's see, student Zhang Feng, every professor has a recommended quota for exemption from exams. I will give this quota to you. You don't need to take exams in my classes before graduation. The full score will be calculated. You sit in the first row.
"
"Holy shit!" There was a burst of exclamation in the classroom.
Happiness came so suddenly. Zhang Feng was stunned for a long time. After he came to his senses, he shouted: "Thank you, teacher!" He grabbed the book on the table and left his seat. Then he suddenly came back and took the magazine in his hand.
Throw it to me and take my textbook away.
"I'm not dreaming, am I?" Zhiyong nudged Liu Yang with his elbow.
Liu Yang shook his head and stared at Zhang Feng's back as he walked towards the first row.
"This grandson is so tall, as tall as several floors! On behalf of the people of Xinjiang, I admire him!"
"The old man's class is said to be the one with the highest failure rate. He just passed it and still got full marks? It's incredible. Forget it, let's talk about the train ticket problem. What do you say, Liu Yang? Do you want me to help you?
Do you want to buy it?”
"No, I won't go back during the winter vacation. It's too cold. Besides, it's not the Chinese New Year in Xinjiang."
Liu Yang continued to lie on the desk and began to sleep. It seemed that there was a reason for the old professor's low pass rate.
In the cafeteria on the second floor, Zhang Feng proudly ordered five dishes and one soup in one breath. On the ninth day of the lunar month, Zhang Feng shouted loudly that Brother Feng was mighty.
Zhang Feng said that thanks to the various magazines he bought at street stalls, each magazine had a column of some kind of selection. They were all boring essays, and he always skipped directly to read other stories. Unexpectedly, he was really fooled.
correct.
Chujiu said that he remembered the paper, which was published in Wenhui and was called "On Information Technology and the Times."
Liu Yang touched Chujiu's head and gave him a piece of ribs. Zhiyong asked Chujiu to eat more. Zhang Feng asked the boss to add another dish and put it in front of Chujiu.