The cranky Zhang Li tried several times, but couldn't sleep well, and finally simply got up, went to the bathroom to take a shower, washed her hair, and then changed into a light blue dress, put on her schoolbag, picked up the lunch box, and went directly out of the rental room.

She plans to go to the school's teaching building, find a classroom, study for an afternoon, and then go straight to the school cafeteria for dinner after dinner. This is also how she spends most of her time in the past year or two.

Walking out of the family area of the Cummins engine plant, and walking along the two-lane curved road for about ten minutes, the gate outside C is already in sight. Today's sun is a bit poisonous, and there are no shade trees on the sidewalk of this road, so in just ten minutes, Zhang Li's forehead has been exposed to a thin layer of sweat by the scorching sun.

Walking into the campus, the thick green shade of the trees covered the sky and the sun, and Zhang Li finally felt a trace of coolness. She continued along the school's boulevard, and after four or five minutes, she arrived at the school's main school building.

Usually Zhang Li, reading books and self-study is usually on the first floor, or the second floor, because she is too lazy to climb the stairs.

Today, however, she has an urge to climb high and look far ahead.

So, Zhang Li walked up the wide staircase to the highest seventh floor.

When you reach the seventh floor, you are greeted by a long, deep corridor. On either side of the corridor are two rows of classrooms. The row on the left faces the school's playground, library, laboratory building and undergraduate dormitory, and the row on the right is directly facing the school's international student apartments. Zhang Li herself lived there for a year.

Facing the two rows of classrooms, Zhang Li almost did not hesitate to choose the row of classrooms facing the former dormitory, and opened one casually, but saw that there were already many people in the classroom. She didn't like the crowds, so she changed a few rooms, however, there were a lot of people in almost every classroom, and these people were all sitting by the window!

She went down to the sixth floor again, and the situation on the sixth floor was similar.

Then there is the fifth floor, the fourth floor, the third floor, and the same is true.

It wasn't until the second floor that the swarm to the right disappeared.

"Senior Wang's charm is really great! Let so many students in the school stand at the window every day and watch his every move. After some checking, Zhang Li quickly understood that the careful thoughts in the hearts of these students who chose to sit by the window in the classroom on the right were definitely not to see the moonlight on the lotus pond, but to inquire and observe the daily life of Wang Bo, a national celebrity and a young rich man, and his usual every move.

There is a lot of gossip among the students about Wang Bo, a "celebrity alumnus", such as the other party has two secretaries, and two people who are similar to housekeepers who buy him vegetables, cook and sweep the floor, both of them are female students of the school, and one or two, and they are all slim and beautiful. These girls have to eat lunch and dinner with Wang Bo almost every day. In addition, there are usually many other girls who visit this "celebrity alumni", sometimes alone, sometimes in pairs, and many people, most of them are also some outstanding-looking girls, staying for an hour or two, or even hours. The door to the apartment, sometimes closed, sometimes open, I don't know what to do, but most of the time it's not a good thing, especially when the door is closed......

Such meticulous details of life, with noses and eyes, once made Zhang Li feel strange, I don't understand how these people know?

It wasn't until today, when she saw the rows of men and women sitting by the window, standing up from time to time to look out of the window, that she suddenly realized:

It turns out that these strange and imaginary rumors are really not groundless, but come from everyone's "actual observation" and "artistic processing".

Zhang Li found a spot on the sixth floor with few people, and like everyone else, she also chose to sit by the window. She put down her schoolbag and lunch box, took out her books and pencil case, and did not study immediately at first, but walked to the window to look at the small courtyard of the two-story apartment for international students.

The condescending view is very good, the door of the international student apartment, the two-story building, and the courtyard in front of the small building are all clear. A crystal gray BMW X5 and an orange MINI were parked side by side in the innermost part of the courtyard, facing a wooden door painted yellow. The paint of the two cars reflected a dazzling white light under the scorching sun, and even if you stand on the school building one or two hundred meters apart, you can feel dazzling.

At this time, Senior Wang should have stayed behind the wooden door opposite the car, right? I don't know if he knows that there are countless students every day, watching his every move from afar, and then guessing and gossiping about his daily life.

Zhang Li stood by the window for a few minutes, then returned to her seat to read. I don't know if it's because of the change of environment or other reasons, but the books that can be read quickly are inexplicably obscure today, making her unable to concentrate all the time.

At the same time, somewhere outside the window was seducing her, making her want to stand up and look at it from time to time.

This state of absent-mindedness lasted for about half an hour, and under the hint that she was forced to remind herself over and over again that the final exam was about to be completed, and she had to review quickly, the state of distraction slowly improved.

Zhang Li read the book for a while, and made another set of volumes, during which she walked to the window and looked at the place where she had been looking, and found that the orange MINI was gone, and only the crystal gray X5 was still in place.

"It should be his secretary who drove out to run errands, right?" Zhang Li thought.

She stood by the window for a few minutes, then prepared to return to her seat and continue studying.

At this moment, the mobile phone resting on the table vibrated and made a piercing sound that resonated with the desktop in the quiet classroom. Zhang Li was startled and felt very embarrassed, so she hurriedly walked back to her seat, picked up her mobile phone, and looked down to see that there was a short message caller ID on the black and white screen. Zhang Li's face immediately darkened, and some relaxed mood disappeared all of a sudden.

In her opinion, this text message was undoubtedly sent by her boyfriend Ye Qingfeng. Not long ago, Liu Chang asked her to call Ye Qingfeng to break off the entangled relationship between the two, but she kept thinking about today's encounter with Wang Bo and forgot about it. Ye Qingfeng waited for her phone for a long time, and now he probably sent a text message to "care" about her.

Thinking of Liu Chang's words just now, Zhang Li felt that it was not unreasonable, she should have made it clear to Ye Qingfeng, and it was not a way to drag it out like this. Zhang Li, who was holding the mobile phone, pondered for a while, thinking about the wording, and soon, she opened the mobile phone, opened the text message box, and was about to edit a long text message to make a real break with the other party.

However, she opened the text message box and found that it was not a text message from her boyfriend, but a "celebrity alumnus".

Zhang Li was suddenly startled, her heart was pounding, and she even stopped breathing. She clicked on the text message with a trembling thumb, and the content of the text message was immediately presented in front of her eyes:

"Hey, Zhang Li, are you free at night?"