After getting off the bus, he was accustomed to hearing his father's warning: "Study hard in school and don't get into conflicts with your classmates."
He waved his hand and responded: "I know, Dad."
His schoolbag was bulging because he was carrying mooncakes and salted duck eggs, and he was still carrying salted duck eggs that couldn't fit in the schoolbag. He went back to the dormitory out of breath.
The road from the school gate to the boys' dormitory usually doesn't feel long. This time the items were particularly heavy, and even the road that I have walked countless times seems to have become longer.
When I returned to the dormitory, there were already roommates in the dormitory who had arrived earlier.
"Zijun, I brought mooncakes from home and put them on the table." The roommate greeted and went to wash the smelly socks from last week, muttering: "I really don't like mooncakes, too much."
I'm tired of it. If you want to eat, just take it yourself. You're welcome."
Another roommate who was lying on the bed and reading an animation book immediately agreed when he heard it: "Yeah, I don't like eating either. My mother insisted on pretending to let me bring some mooncakes, saying that I wouldn't be able to eat them at school."
You can eat something when you eat, hahaha... I'm afraid I'm hungry."
"Someone gave me mooncakes and salted duck eggs as a gift. My parents like to eat them, but my sister and I don't eat them. Which young people nowadays still eat salted duck eggs."
Xu Zijun's hand holding the bag tightened, and he wanted to ask everyone if they wanted to eat moon cakes and salted duck eggs, but he swallowed it back. He lowered his head, with a cramped inferiority complex in his eyes, and silently put everything on his bed.
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There was a roommate who was greedy for Xu Zijun's cucumbers. When he saw the big bags of cucumbers, his eyes lit up: "Zijun, did you bring cucumbers again?"
The other roommates also pricked up their ears. After all, after eating cucumbers from Zijun’s house, they found that there really is no more delicious cucumber than this one.
Xu Zijun was nervous about being exposed that he was bringing moon cakes and salted duck eggs, so he hurriedly said: "No, no, we don't have any cucumbers at home anymore, we have to wait until next year to get them."
Several roommates sighed.
"I will graduate next year, so I don't know if I can still eat it."
"Yes, we should all be in the university dormitory by this time next year."
"By the way, Zijun, have you decided which university and major you want to take?"
Xu Zijun shook his head. All he could think about was studying hard and waiting for the college entrance examination. There was no concept of college or major in his mind. He only thought about getting more scores and getting into a good school.
A roommate said: "My dad asked me if I wanted to study abroad. I laughed. He saw that my cousin was studying in a university abroad. My dad thought she was a promising person, so he asked me if I would go."
This person's family is quite rich, and there is a real coal mine at home, and all his roommates know it.
Xu Zijun thought to himself that he could just work hard to pass the 985 exam. Studying abroad was too far for him.
The other roommates thought the same thing.
Let alone studying abroad, just talk about going abroad. Among the dozens of members of the family, not one person can be found to have traveled abroad. The word "study abroad" may have been heard on TV.
If you really want to study abroad, how to operate it, which school is good to go to, how to live abroad, etc... This is information that children from ordinary families do not understand.
If you don’t understand it, you won’t touch it.
Follow the crowd step by step, like most of the students in the class, study hard, get into a good university, and find a good job to make money.
In addition to studying, high school seniors also yearn for future college life.
Like a bird trying to escape from its cage, thinking it is flying to a wider sky.
"I heard from my sister that I don’t have to study in the morning and evening in college. Sometimes I don’t even have classes for a day. It’s so relaxing."
"That's great. My mother said she won't care about my relationship when I go to college, but not now."
"Don't you like the fragrance from the next class..."
"Screw your nonsense, dad likes you, my good son~"
The boy's thoughts were poked into his mind, and the two of them had a playful scuffle.
At this time, Lin Kai walked in. When he saw Xu Zijun, his eyes lit up. He threw his schoolbag on the table and asked excitedly: "Zijun, where are the mooncakes? Where are the mooncakes you said you wanted to bring to me?"<
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Several roommates looked at Lin Kai's eyes that were as bright as a starving ghost, thinking, moon cake? Ah, moon cake? Isn't that just a moon cake?
Xu Zijun was a little embarrassed, but he still took out the mooncakes in a plastic bag from his schoolbag and said: "My mother also packed several mooncakes for me. You can try them if you want to eat them."
Several other roommates had just talked before and said that they didn't like to eat mooncakes, so naturally they wouldn't move.
Only Lin Kai acted like a starving ghost throughout the entire process. He immediately unceremoniously opened the plastic bag, picked a moon cake from inside, tore it open, and ate it.
He didn't choose the taste. When he took a bite of the filling, he realized that what he was eating was custard filling.
As soon as you bite it open, the liquid custard flows out, and a faint custard fragrance fills the air.
"This mooncake is so delicious, tut, it's delicious." Lin Kai ate without any trace of emotion, even sucking clean the liquid dripping from the back of his hand.
One of the roommates said "Tsk~" in disgust, "Director, do you have to do this? It's just mooncakes, it's too disgusting to eat."
"You don't understand." Lin Kai left three words and asked Xu Zijun: "Can I have another one? I remember there seems to be rose stuffing."
"Okay." Xu Zijun waved his hand. He picked out two five-nut fillings and put them back in his schoolbag. "Take what you want to eat. There are four flavors."
After a while, a faint scent of roses filled the air in the dormitory.