The first person to come in was Qiu Zhigao, Lao Qiu, who is 1.75 meters tall and about the same height as Lou Cheng, but has big shoulders, round waist, and muscular muscles. He likes to show off his figure and strength in the dormitory every day. He is also a member of the martial arts club, although he has never received any training.
There is no formal martial arts training, but with this figure, he is still a sixth-grade amateur, only slightly worse than Cai Zongming.
He is not barbaric and rude, but rather honest. Apart from his love of watching pornographic films, he has no major problems. He is also quite sensible. He knows that when he gets to university, he will still be an amateur at the level of fifth or sixth grade, and it is impossible to have much future in martial arts.
So I focused on studying and didn't even go to the martial arts club's orientation meeting.
"Chengzi, what will you say at the orientation meeting? When are the weekly practice sessions? At what time can the weight room be used?" Qiu Zhigao asked Lou Cheng in a barrage of questions, asking about the orientation meeting in the afternoon.
Lou Cheng was stunned for a moment before saying, "I left early and didn't hear this. I'll ask someone later."
When something big happens, I forget my previous plans and chat with Yan Zheke!
"Then you might as well not go." The person who spoke was Zhao Qiang, the second person who came in. He is the dormitory director, "study leader" and a self-study maniac. He is medium and stocky, with thick eyebrows and big eyes. He is very impressed by his hard work in study.
and self-discipline, Lou Cheng admires him from the bottom of his heart.
"Yeah, who knew the martial arts club's orientation meeting was so boring." Lou Chengcai would not say that he gained a lot from participating in the orientation meeting. He asked for Yan Zheke's QQ account and deliberately changed the topic, "Aqiang, what were you talking about just now?
"
Zhao Qiang said seriously: "Lao Qiu and the model workers found a phone call on the table in the self-study classroom, saying that they were looking for friendship in the girls' dormitory. I asked them not to care about these things and study honestly."
The model worker is Zhang Jingye, the last member of the small dormitory. He is a man from the northwest. He has a calm personality and his appearance is not bad. However, due to the wind and sand all year round, the skin on his face is pitted and cannot be seen carefully.
Zhang Jingye followed Zhao Qiang and said with a smile: "Don't we still have friends in our dormitory?"
"Hey, youth is an era of secreting hormones, and even model workers and honest guys like Lao Qiu can't control it." Zhao Qiang shook his head and sighed. As he talked, he put down his schoolbag and sorted out his books.
Lou Cheng had a calmness that transcended his age at this time. While digesting the various emotions brought about by the golden elixir, he said: "The girls' dormitory phone number is engraved in the self-study classroom? Could this be a prank or revenge by someone else? Where?
Are there any girls asking for a fellowship dormitory like this? Aren't you afraid of hitting her and getting scolded?"
Every dormitory at Songcheng University currently has a landline phone, but with the popularity of mobile phones, it is slowly being phased out.
"I have discussed it with the model worker. Comparing the phone number with ours, it turns out that it is indeed from the girls' dormitory. If we change the last few numbers, can't we call the other girls' dormitory? Don't worry.
Pranks and revenge, etc." Qiu Zhigao said slightly excitedly.
Zhang Jingye nodded: "And girls may like this kind of random social networking calls, as they feel like they are destined to meet each other thousands of miles away."
Lou Cheng thought about it carefully and clicked his tongue: "Not bad, very thoughtful. How about you give it a try?"
These two guys are quite smart.
Zhang Jingye and Qiu Zhigao looked at each other, both feeling the urge to give it a try, as well as the excitement and excitement of communicating with a strange girl on the phone and meeting in person.
A kind of random excitement with no known outcome!
"Lao Qiu, come on." Zhang Jingye pouted.
Lao Qiu took a step forward, then paused, feeling inexplicably frightened: "Model worker, it's you who will do it."
"This, this..." Zhang Jingye was also a little timid.
At this moment, Zhao Qiang, who was watching, shook his head and said, "You guys..."
Just when Lou Cheng and others thought he was going to say that study was more important than youth hormones, he put down his schoolbag, looked around, walked to Lou Cheng's desk, picked up the landline phone next to the door, and said to himself.
: "Change the tail number to 32, let's go to dormitory 302."
Lou Cheng, Qiu Zhigao and Zhang Jingye were all stunned, and they felt that Zhao Qiang's look just now clearly said:
"A bunch of weaklings!"
After dialing the phone, Zhao Qiang's face was suddenly filled with a smile, almost bowing:
"Hello, we are from the boys' dormitory. We randomly dialed the number of the girls' dormitory, hoping to find a fellowship dormitory through fate. I wonder if you are interested?"
"Yeah, yeah, our dormitory is from the Software College."
"We are in dormitory 302, unit 2, building seven, so we dialed the number ending in 32."
"Are you from the Chinese department?"
"Uh-huh, uh-huh, okay, okay, please ask..."
"Well, well, well."
"Okay, okay..."
During the call, Lou Cheng and others could vaguely hear the laughter of the girl opposite. After a few minutes, Zhao Qiang reluctantly put down the phone and looked back with a smile on his face:
"It's done! They agreed, from the Chinese department, we will meet first this Friday and have dinner. If we all still get along, we can go out to socialize next time."
"How's it going? Not bad, right?"
After finishing speaking, Zhao Qiang found that everyone was staring at him without saying a word, so he touched his face and said inexplicably:
"I-Is there something dirty on my face?"
Lou Cheng's impression of Zhao Qiang was completely overturned. He just wanted to complain. Then he remembered his favorite sketch, so he pretended to be emotional and shook his head:
"I can't believe it, I can't believe that you, Aqiang, with thick eyebrows and big eyes, have also betrayed the *revolution!"
After saying that, everyone laughed, and even Zhao Qiang himself couldn't help laughing, wagging his index finger and saying: "Revolution* has a companion, revolution* has a companion, revolution* also needs a companion!"
Everyone laughed for a while, and soon started talking about the Friday party. Although it was only Monday, Zhao Qiang, Zhang Jingye and Qiu Zhigao had already begun to fully imagine and make bold assumptions.
After Lou Cheng listened for a while, the beautiful image of Yan Zheke suddenly flashed in his mind, and his mood returned from being playful to calm.
When you have a crush on a girl, it doesn't seem right to meet other girls and go out together to socialize, right?
I don’t care what others think, I just feel like I can’t pass my level...
He thought for a moment and said, "Aqiang, I have something to do on Friday. I have to go to the city, so I won't participate in the party."
"What's going on?" Zhao Qiang asked in surprise.
"There is something going on at home." Lou Cheng said in a panic. To be honest, no one would believe him.
Zhao Qiang did not hesitate, nodded and said: "Okay, how about you help me ask the Love Sage to see if he is free. After all, we have to gather four people, otherwise it will be very polite."
Well, he agreed so readily, almost following the tide, as if he had already had an idea... Lou Cheng was startled, and asked: "Why do you want to find a lover?"
Zhao Qiang glanced at Zhang Jingye and Qiu Zhigao, and laughed:
"You also know that we are all honest and honest people with stupid mouths and can't speak. When we are socializing, there must be someone who is good at finding topics and chatting. I was thinking about finding a love saint before, but it seems like it would be impossible to go with five of us.
What’s even worse is that you just don’t want to go, so…”
You are honest and honest, but you have a stupid mouth and can't speak... Lou Cheng thought of the way Zhao Qiang was chatting and laughing with girls before, and looked at his face again.
"What's wrong?" Zhao Qiang asked in confusion.
Lou Chengyi said righteously:
"Aqiang, you betrayed the *revolution* again!"
After saying that, he stood up, left the dormitory, and went next door to see if Cai Zongming had returned.
The door was ajar, and Cai Zongming's dormitory was empty except for one person. Tang Wen was the youngest classmate in the dormitory. He once skipped a grade, but after graduating from high school, he quickly transformed into an Internet-addicted teenager. As long as he was not particularly strict and liked to call the teacher by name,
During class, he stayed in the dormitory and played games.
"Tang Wen, the Love Saint hasn't come back yet?" Lou Cheng asked.
Tang Wen didn't even turn his head: "No, none of them came back."
The other two people in Cai Zongming's dormitory are named Mou Yuanxing. He was admitted to Songda University with his high school girlfriend. He is envious of a lot of singles, so it is difficult to see him until the lights are turned off every day. The other is Qin Mo, a local with a good family background.
, although he is a nice person and gets along well with everyone, but he still goes out to fool around a lot, and our social circles are different.
Lou Cheng sighed, took out his cell phone, walked out of the dormitory, went down to the courtyard of Building Seven, squatted next to the flower bed, lit a cigarette, and called Cai Zongming.
Some things were not convenient to talk about in the dormitory, so he didn't use the landline.
"Sage Qing, I have something to tell you." As soon as the call was answered, Lou Cheng went straight to the topic.
Cai Zongming was a little noisy over there, but soon, he seemed to have reached a quiet place outside, and said with a smile: "What's the matter? So urgent? We are still eating hot pot."
"Aqiang and the others made a random call and found a dormitory for a social group. It's in the Chinese department. They want you to go with them. After all, you are a lover, good at talking and talking nonsense, which is perfect for this kind of occasion." Lou Cheng also said with a smile.
"Are you praising me? Or are you hurting me?" Cai Zongming scolded, "It sounds interesting. I'll take a look, but the five of you seem to be disrespecting each other?"
Lou Cheng paused and said, "I won't go."
"Ah, why don't you go?" Cai Zongming asked in surprise.
In front of Cai Zongming, Lou Cheng didn't hide anything: "I think I have a crush on someone, so it doesn't seem right to socialize with girls like this."
"Ah?" Cai Zongming was stunned for a moment and then said: "Chengzi, friendship is not a relationship. We come out to get to know each other, eat and drink, expand our social circle, and we don't use a gun to force you to date. I am so self-protective that I don't care about this.
, and you and Yan Zheke are not even close yet, and you are still thousands of miles away from your girlfriend, what does this mean?"
"Forget it, I always feel a little guilty, I won't go." Lou Cheng made a decision.
Cai Zongming clicked his tongue: "Chengzi, you are a living antique, aren't you? I think you can even build a chastity memorial arch!"
"Whatever you say." Lou Cheng hung up the phone and did not get up. He was still squatting, smoking a cigarette. The sparks on the cigarette butt flickered, bringing an unusual tranquility in the darkness.
He had a smile on his face, and he understood and sympathized with the hormone secretion of his roommates, and the whole thing was quite interesting. If he didn't have a crush, he would definitely go and see it.
This is the real college life. Although it is noisy, it is beautiful enough and youthful enough.
The "Golden Elixir" is another world, illusory and unreal, but full of hope.
How will your life change after today? Will Yan Zheke be impressed by his martial arts skills?
After putting out his cigarette, Lou Cheng sat on the edge of the flower bed, took out his mobile phone again, logged into QQ, and clicked on Yan Zheke's profile picture.
There was an endless stream of classmates going back to their dormitories in the courtyard, but it was quiet and peaceful in the corner, like two completely different worlds.