Chapter Twenty-Six: It's Him!
The campus is full of people, as slow as a crowd, following the footsteps of the sun.
Fuda only has the most kung fu people at seven or eight o'clock in the morning.
On the balcony outside the bedroom, Xue Yi put his hands on the railing and looked up at the sky at a forty-five degree angle.
It was another idle day, there were no classes in the morning, and classes were full in the afternoon.
Xue Yi came here after getting up early to study, wanting to feel the silence of life and drink tea.
Mobile phone QQ message, from Ju Xiaoyou, Ju Xiaoyou took a picture.
A letter of admission to the school-wide essay contest.
The good mood has been stirred up again!
Xue Yi really felt that he had to find a church to pray recently, and everything was not going well.
I just experienced the severe pain of being put on the shelves yesterday, and today is the bad news of the theater competition.
The back is supplemented with an expression of taking the microphone.
Want to show that you want to sing?
It's annoying!
On the chair by the balcony window, Jiang Hong gradually fell into deep thought, his face was a little ugly, he had already packed his luggage just now, and was about to ask for leave to go home for a few days, he turned his head and looked at Xue Yi who also wondered, why he seemed to have the word irritability written on his whole body.
The novels he wrote were so good, and there was a lot of money waiting for him to make when he was a student.
Poor grades are slowly rising!
I got another valuable opportunity to participate in the school-wide essay competition!
Life is moving in a smooth direction, a happy family, and a smooth love, how enviable!
It's like myself, I think I have planned everything, but I don't understand that there are many accidents in life.
He stood up and picked up his duffel bag and said, "Let's go!"
Go out and leave.
"Pay attention to safety!" Fu Chengcheng shouted.
Xue Yi also agreed, but his expression was faintly lost in memory, a roommate in the dormitory, Jiang Hongji, who had been a little abnormal since yesterday, how could he not pay attention to it, but even if it was reborn, he didn't remember anything.
It is certain that Cui Jialu is not going to break up with him, because he is very sure that the breakup between the two of them is a green hat incident, after all, he has been beaten, and it should be almost a junior.
At that time, he vaguely heard that Jiang Hongji's father had died in college, and he didn't know if it was the case.
Time passed slowly, and the false shadow of light was reflected into the dormitory along the window, and the original neatness was inexplicably a little more chaotic.
On a bed, a swarthy figure, with his thighs exposed, looked at the mobile phone screen and laughed from time to time, QQ rang occasionally, and at a glance, he knew that he was chatting with a girl, Fu Chengcheng, who had no interest.
Lu Jian rarely sat at the desk below, writing hard.
In that state, full of passion, and his eyes were full of excitement, Xue Yi always felt that he had seen it from somewhere.
Take a closer look, the conspicuous outline of the two words, the title of the book: The years pay off,
The introduction reveals a strong urban love style, but it is a retro era through medieval European castles, and a little anime elements are mixed into it.
Lu Jian is writing a novel?
All of a sudden, Xue Yi remembered why he felt that the state was familiar.
That year was already out of school, and I happened to see a newspaper in the rental house that reported the sky-high royalties of the author of the online novel, and the more I thought about it, the more excited I became, and I wrote 2,000 words by hand almost an hour, and then I admired it like a treasure, just like appreciating the delicacies of top writers.
The expression at that time, the state was not the same as Lu Jianyi at this moment.
Immediately afterwards, Xue Yi was puzzled again.
Isn't this person the least despised for writing web novels?
In order to be sure, Xue Yi also asked a special question, "Are you writing a novel?"
Lu Jian was startled, immediately covered his manuscript paper, looked at Xue Yi vigilantly, and said, "When did you appear behind me?"
"Just now, haven't you always been reluctant to write novels? Why have you also written and changed sex?" Xue Yi said with a smile.
"You can write, why can't I write. ”
"I'm here to admire and appreciate. ”
Lu Jian shook his head and said quite seriously: "You better wait for me to send it out and then watch it." ”
"It's not that I don't believe you, because my inspiration came suddenly, the idea is relatively novel, you have to see it, you must see the hunting heart, put it in your own work, if you really want that, our dormitory relationship can't be handled. ”
"Oh!"
"Huh?"
Xue Yi couldn't help but laugh and was surprised.
"Forget it, you don't understand it, I can't show it to you anyway. ”
As he spoke, he held the paper in one hand and wrote with a pen in the other.
Xue Yi smiled, turned around and left, I don't know why, I just couldn't help laughing!
Before he put it aside, he estimated that it was going to be sprayed.
A boutique author wants to copy your Xiaobai?
But if you think about it, if Lu Jian's level conforms to the writing habits of online articles, maybe he will really have good results.
He can't understand the pool of online texts, otherwise a good little poison text would not be written into a small hit.
The more he wanted to be inexplicably irritable, he simply packed his gym bag, went out, and went to the iron.
……
A black gym bag with a sportswear, not big chest muscles, and a hairband tied to his forehead.
There are not many people on campus, and there are two or three pedestrians as far as the eye can see.
I don't know if it's an illusion, Xue Yi felt that someone among the people who passed by seemed to be talking about him.
It's all girls, even if it's all girls, maybe you have to look in the mirror of the gym and remember today's outfit a few more times in the future.
But there are also men, even if they are handsome, there are a few old men with long hair, fat tonnage like a mountain tiger, with such peeking eyes, whispering, it is too awkward to watch.
"That's him!"
"It looks like it's pretty similar. ”
"I don't think I've seen it anywhere. ”
The first sentence is the most used, and five or six out of ten speakers say so.
This kind of feeling, Xue Yi actually felt that he had done something unseemly, he thought that he hadn't done anything bad!
That's right, he wants to be a scumbag, the kind who is not responsible after sleeping, isn't that a thief with a thief but not a thief!
The dead fat house was reborn, and he was not young and vigorous, and he still knew the rules and regulations of law and morality in his heart.
went to the gym, and Xue Yi found that this feeling of being pointed out still existed.
The gym is near the school, and the cards are basically for students from nearby colleges and universities.
"That's him!"
"Uh-huh. ”
"That's right, it's him. ”
"There can be no mistake. ”
I can hear this sound on the treadmill, and I go to the tensioner, although not everyone talks about it, but it only accounts for a small part, but these people are miscellaneous, and they are distributed everywhere.
Finally, Xue Yi wanted to find a corner to practice push-ups, but he didn't practice a few.
A girl came running with a red face, and next to her were several female companions, who seemed to be being pushed.
"Same ~ classmates. “
"They~ They asked me to ask you for a QQ. “
The sound was as low as a mosquito's moaning, Xue Yi gave it, and the girl ran away.
Xue Yi looked confused, although it was not the first time he had been asked for QQ, but he felt really good.
But he didn't expect that this was not the first.
He stayed at the gym for three hours, and four or five girls came, and a few of them looked like they were watching monkeys.
Xue Yi came out of the shower and was still wondering if he was lucky today, so many young ladies wanted their own contact information, and one or two of them looked like they had more than 80 points.
The return trip, because it was close to lunchtime, there were more people.
The damn feeling of being watched returned, whispering whispers.
What a situation!
Look left and right, look up, except for the bottom, there is nothing prominent!