"Okay, ladies and gentlemen, it's not early today, so hurry up and wash up and go to bed. Jiang Che clapped his hands and stood up, smiled and said, "The feet stink, and the ones that are too noisy, will be kicked out for a while." ”

He was like a nobody.

"Ah...... Good. ”

"Good. ”

One by one, the roommates stood up, grabbed towels and toothbrushes, and hurried to wash.

The 306 dormitory is a 12-person room, and there are 4 empty bunks, two of which are empty, and two of them have been empty, so Jiang Che can sleep in the newly bought bedding on the way to school.

The old bed had been defiled by Secretary Zheng, so he gave it to him.

After the last one finished washing, the time was almost up, Jiang Che turned off the light at the same time as he entered the door, and went to bed.

The university dormitory, just turned off the lights, and it was silent.

More than half an hour later...... Still silent.

"What's the situation?" Jiang Chexin said that these boys are not planning any revenge, are they?

Vigilant, he never dared to sleep.

As a result, in the darkness, Ye Aijun suddenly said leisurely: "Huh...... He's not actually a counselor, is he?"

Someone said "um", "No." ”

"Then what are we panicking about?" Wang Chuan sat up and whispered, "Why are you so obedient?"

"That's right. I was so nervous that I couldn't sleep. ”

Liao Dunshi also sat up depressedly.

It turned out that they had barely slept, and a group of people sat up and looked at each other in the light moonlight that came in through the window.

"Psychologically speaking, this should be considered subconscious fear. Tong Yang whispered an analysis and said: "He acted too similarly before, and we all have a fixed impression, so it is easy to have illusions if we are not careful...... Especially at times like these, when you're about to fall asleep and confused. ”

Tong Yang, classmate Freud possessed at this moment.

After hearing this, a few people thought about it, and it seemed to make sense, and then Liao Dunshi said in a tone of grievance and indignation: "Then what should I do......? Four years. ”

"Oh, too. ”

"Yes. ”

"I have to think about ......"

A few people muttered quietly.

"Who's talking?! Jiang Che suddenly answered in a deep voice.

Guro, Gulu, Gulu......

Several of the people sitting down quickly lay down and pretended to be dead...... Then think about it, it seems that something is wrong.

“…… Why?"

"Yes, Lao Jiang, why?"

Zheng Xinfeng sat up in a daze, "What are you calling me for?"

It's all messed up.

"Kuku Kuku ......" has been hiding under the quilt without saying a word, thinking that he is asleep Zhang Dunai is a well-behaved and honest child, medium height, slightly fat, finally, he couldn't help laughing.

are all infected, and there is a mess of laughter and scolding in the dormitory.

"Tuk, tuk. ”

There was a knock at the door.

Everyone immediately shut down, a little scared - this is all a conditioned reflex developed during high school and military training, afraid of being checked and deducting points...... So, do you check it even if you have a normal class?

"Tuk tuk. ”

The knock on the door sounded again, this time louder, with a palpable impatience in the rhythm.

"Open the door. I'm from the student council. ”

Sure enough, it's the student council, but we have a teacher...... No, we don't.

Everyone was in a panic, and Zhang Dunai, who was leaning against the door of the lower bunk, quickly got up and went over to open the door.

"I thought you were asleep. ”

With a muttering sound, two people walked in one after the other outside the door.

"I heard that there is a vacant bunk in your dormitory, right?" A question before leaving, after asking himself, he glanced at it, saw the vacant bunk, turned around and said directly to the other: "Mr. Nishijima, you can live here first, how about it?"

West Island, this name sounds like a poet, Jiang Chexin said, what, isn't there a famous one called North Island.

Immediately after, he was very sure, because the Nishijima teacher answered the "OK", and the person walked in, with long hair and a futon enamel basin on his shoulder...... This TM wandering poet.

The poet put the quilt down, and the enamel basin struck the bed board with a few clanging sounds.

"Let me introduce to you, this is the famous poet Xidao, you can usually call the teacher ......" The former said: "By the way, my name is Liu Mingsheng, junior, head of the Propaganda Department of the Student Union...... Welcome new students. ”

He paused for a moment and found that no one called the minister good, so he had to continue: "Teacher Nishijima came to our school for exchanges, everyone takes care of them more and learns more." ”

"Okay. ”

Finally someone answered.

Minister Liu Mingsheng waved his hand, "Then I'll go back first, Mr. Nishijima took the train for a day and rested early." ”

"Okay, goodbye, Minister Liu. ”

The poet responded politely, and waited until Liu Mingsheng went out and the door closed, and then introduced himself to everyone in 306, "Hello everyone, my name is Xidao, and I am a traveler without a home. Writing poems, singing, traveling the world, that's my life. It's a pleasure to come to Shenzhen University and meet everyone. ”

If this situation arises after ten or twenty years...... It's wonderful.

But not in 1993, the wandering poets and wandering singers at this time were fooling around like this, and Gao Xiaosong and the old wolf they also did it.

Therefore, this is a very common situation, and even because the poetry craze has not yet faded and campus folk songs have recently risen, they often carry an aura, a desirable romanticism......

In short, it's easy to mix, eat and drink, and mix girls.

"Hello Mr. Nishijima. ”

"Welcome. ”

On the spot, some roommates politely welcomed them.

"You're welcome, I hope to have the opportunity to talk to you. "Mr. Nishijima seems to be quite satisfied.

Regarding this matter, Secretary Zheng was silent, as if he was asleep. Jiang Che has an indifferent attitude, the times are like this, people haven't messed with you, there is no need not to let you mix.

He thought so, but soon, he didn't think so.

Mr. Nishijima spread out the quilt, laid it out, put down the enamel basin, and then probably took off his shoes...... A foul stench suddenly turned the whole of 306 into a human purgatory.

Bear with it, bear with it, Jiang Che was still far away, buried his head in the quilt, and thought to himself, he should go to wash, right?

"Ahh Ah......" Mr. Nishijima yawned twice in a row, "There are good dreams in the night wind, classmates, sleep." ”

He just lay down.

In a period of pain and helplessness, Wang Chuan and Ye Aijun, who were by the window, silently opened the window, but the effect was ...... Hardly.

"This ...... Alas. ”

Tong Yang, who was closest to the poet, sighed, thought about it, and still held back.

They all seem to be patient.

"What's this NM smell like?"

With a thick accent, he sat up alone in a daze.

Only then did everyone find out that there was a person who had been sleeping all the time, Guan Zhaowei.

The two big movements didn't wake him up, but he was still woken up.

"Who is this NM who hasn't washed his feet?" Guan Zhaowei sat up and looked left and right, looking in the direction that several roommates were pointing to, "Huh...... Who is he? What kind of lump came out of nowhere?"

"Well, I just brought it over to spend the night by Minister Liu of the Student Union...... Mr. Nishijima is a poet. Liao Dunshi gave an introduction.

"Oh, that, Nishijima-sensei, can you go wash up?"

Guan Zhaowei's tone was not too good, but it was also polite.

Nishijima-sensei rolled over, faced the wall, and ignored him.

"Hey, Mr. Nishijima...... Teacher Nishijima?!" Guan Zhaowei shouted again.

Still no response.

The cheekiness of a poet who can cheat everywhere is beyond the reach of ordinary people, and the roommates are completely helpless. As for why he just didn't wash his feet...... Who knows?

didn't hold back, Guan Zhaowei was directly anxious, raised his voice and said:

"Doesn't the poet need to wash his feet?"

"Hey, you, wash your feet...... And put your shoes outside. ”

At this moment, the poet's dignity is violated and holiness is desecrated...... These are all guessed by Jiang Che, in fact, it may just be annoyed and angry, and Mr. Nishijima sneered in the dark: "Dog barking disturbs people's dreams." ”

"What are you talking about?" Guan Zhaowei stiffened his neck, "just let you wash your feet." ”

"I said that barking dogs disturb dreams. ”

"I said you were looking for a cut. ”

Guan Zhaowei stood up and prepared to get out of bed and do it.

Zhang Dunai from the lower bunk hurriedly leaned over to stop him, "Don't, old man, it's not good to do it, you forgot what the counselor said...... Uh, anyway, don't do it. ”

Because of this sentence, Guan Zhaowei's subconscious fear probably also appeared, thinking about the counselor's words, the university, the future, hope, the fatal incident in the first half of the year, and the attitude of the leaders of Shenda......

With Zhang Dunai holding this step for him, Guan Zhaowei was barely ready to endure it.

The poet found out, sat up proudly, looked at Guan Zhaowei, and said provocatively: "You move me to try?"

As a Northeast man, he can endure anything, and there is absolutely no way to endure this.

Guan Zhaowei shook off Zhang Dunai, "Try it." ”

"Don't, old man. ”

"Stop, stop. ”

For a while, the roommates spoke out to persuade each other, even if they couldn't be investigated by the school afterwards, this guy was brought by the student union minister with a local accent, and he was a poet with a natural public opinion advantage...... Everyone is worried that Guan Zhaowei will suffer a loss afterwards.

The two roommates jumped out of bed and hugged Guan Zhaowei together, while turning their heads to look at Jiang Che.

The rest of the roommates also looked at Jiang Che together.

The other side of the subconscious about the counselor has finally emerged.

"What's the noise?"

Jiang Che finally spoke up, and everyone, including Guan Zhaowei, was stunned for a moment, as if they had pressed the pause button.

"What do you want to do? Jiang Che said peacefully: "Actually, poets, life is a little uninhibited, which is completely understandable. ”

"Huh?" Mr. Nishijima was surprised, and looked at Jiang Che with a little appreciation in his eyes.

"Besides, Mr. Nishijima has been on the train for a day, and it seems that he didn't bring any toiletries......"

Mr. Nishijima answered, "It's two days and one night...... Train. ”

"Look, two days and one night......" Speaking of this, it seemed to be a little familiar with his own words, as if it was a show, Jiang Che paused for a moment and said, "How tired." Besides, isn't it normal for a man to smell a little?"

Speaking of which, Mr. Nishijima was already so moved that he wanted to exchange poems with Jiang Che, he stood up and looked at Jiang Che, "This classmate, you ......"

"I've finished my reasoning, if you don't wash your feet, I'll kill you. ”

Poet: "......"

Roommates: "......"

"Remember to take your shoes out. ”

Poet: "......"

"Look at what I'm doing? Tell you, I haven't beaten a poet yet. ”

Poet: "......"

"I haven't fought either. Zheng Xinfeng sat up, covered his nose with a quilt, and said in a muffled voice: "Fight, you are not afraid of stinky beating, I will carry it after the beating, anyway, I am not from your school." ”

Poet: "......"

He went to wash his feet, took two steps, turned back, and took his shoes out.

In the dormitory, the roommates looked at each other, why did the poet give in, because Jiang Che and Zheng Xinfeng really planned to beat him...... And it didn't take it seriously.

My roommate is a counselor;

My roommate is a liar;

My roommate is the boss;

My roommate is a hooligan......