Yesterday, two meals a day, there are few good places on Nishijima now.

Lying on the comfortable mattress of the two-person dormitory, it still hurts when I can't stand it. Hearing footsteps to the door, he turned sideways, faced the wall, and began to "hum chirp" in his mouth.

After waiting for a long time, the people from the poetry club were finally coming to see him, and soon a group of fools and a group of even more stupid girls would gather around his bedside, with tears in their eyes...... Then take care of him, love him, warm his lonely heart and body.

Jiang Che has been punished, Nishijima wants to stay, use the power of public opinion to fight him to the end, he wants to write poems to satirize him, and he wants to call a few poet friends he knows to come over, nominally to communicate, share, but in fact...... It's about sharing the damage.

Of course, all this has to wait until he completes the hunt with the damage first, so as not to get infighting.

The figure of Li Nanfang appeared in Nishijima's mind, and his throat rolled and swallowed a mouthful of saliva. Determined to win, he has written a poem to give to her, and there is a sentence in the poem: I am willing to bury my life in your ***.

Where did you copy it? Nishijima forgot.

In 1993, there were only two kinds of people who could speak such words directly, not as hooligans, but as emotionally charged imagery – poets or rock singers.

"Huh...... Yo, what's the matter, Minister Liu?" Xidao turned his head and saw that Liu Mingsheng was the only one who entered the door, and he was unwilling, and half sat up and looked behind him.

There was really no one, and Nishijima was a little disappointed: "They, are they still busy?"

Liu Mingsheng glanced at Xidao and didn't say anything, the smell in the air made him a little uncomfortable. Leaned over and picked up the rice bowl and futon in the corner of the wall, shook his hand, and threw them all out of the door, "Poof, bang, dangdang......"

Nishidao was stunned, "Minister Liu, what are you?"

Liu Mingsheng raised his hand and pointed and said in a deep voice: "Get out." ”

"Minister Liu?"

"I said you get out of here. Liu Mingsheng roared.

Nishijima cowardly got up, and while observing Liu Mingsheng's reaction, he took an imported thermos cup on the table that did not belong to him, and walked out slowly.

When he walked to the door, he turned around and said carefully: "Minister Liu, what's going on? Anyway, you invited me over, and now that I'm like this, you have to take some responsibility, right?"

He wants to be a scoundrel, but he can't rely on it, at least he wants money for travel expenses. As for the cost of the medicine, he didn't dare to go to Jiang Che to ask for it anyway, and if he had another meal, he really couldn't eat it.

Liu Mingsheng gritted his teeth, his fists clenched and loosened, "Who wrote "Borrow Me"?"

Nishijima: "Me, at the end of last year, I was ...... at a university in Shenghai."

Liu Mingsheng: "Another girl, right?"

Nishijima nodded, the poet's routine is always like this, there has to be a girl.

Liu Mingsheng sighed, "...... People who write poetry, I know. ”

Nishijima: "Huh?"

He didn't have time to explain the reaction.

"You know that, too. Liu Mingsheng continued: "And you are more familiar than me...... He just punched you up yesterday, twice. ”

Nishijima: "......"

"Poetry is other people's poems, and girls are also other people's girls. If you still want to live, get out of here. ”

"The two hundred yuan, I admit that I am unlucky, I will pay it back. Liu Mingsheng finally added, turned around, and stopped looking at Xidao, because it would be difficult to control it if he looked at it again, and wanted to go up and give him a kick.

Nishijima struggled in his mind for a few seconds, gave up, stuffed the thermos cup on the waist of his pants, covered it with his clothes, bent down to pick up his quilt and rice basin, and walked slowly downstairs in an extremely bitter and pitiful manner, and then walked slowly on the road......

He was still expecting a sympathetic girl who would be attracted to him, a down-and-out wandering poet.

Indeed, there were girls on the road who stopped, looked at him, and secretly discussed, after all, it was an era without a circle of friends, and many people's news transmission chain had just reached the point where the poet was beaten yesterday.

…………

Southbound Girl...... A mouthful of blood blocked the Nanfang girl's chest, and her chest rose and fell violently. Why are there such people? Why waste their talents?

Why, I was so angry that I wanted to laugh, and then I was even more angry.

In front of everyone's eyes, Li Nanfang finally ...... Spelled. She nodded, rolled up her sleeves, and said coldly: "Okay, you stand there, I'll carry you over, and you fill out the form." ”

“……”

The masses are about to go crazy, and our profound people are suddenly playing like this? Although we are in the SEZs, we are at the forefront of reform and are changing with each passing day, and we have always been the first to open up the trend...... But that's too jumpy, isn't it?

"......" Jiang Che: "......"

The shaft breaks through the sky, girl.

Jiang Che was convinced, he was afraid, if this was known by Professor Ji, if it was known by Lin Yujing, if it was ......

Everyone was waiting for Jiang Che's reaction to see if he dared to really let him hug. They thought he dared.

"Oops, I'm in a hurry. Jiang Che suddenly made a small sideways jump, and then ran briskly.

After the stunned, there was a burst of boos.

Then, suddenly, someone exclaimed:

"So fast. ”

"What? I'll go...... It's really fast. ”

"This year's Games are very good. ”

"Good-looking fart, which department is he? This should be in the same group as the physical education department, right?"

At this time, Mr. Nishijima happened to limp past the school gate.

Hearing that there was a lot of movement inside, he turned his head to look at it and then at it again......

“…… Again?!"

Nishijima "ah......hh

The rice bowl fell to the ground, and there was a clang, and Nishijima didn't dare to turn back to pick it up.

In fact, no one was chasing after him......

So, the people on the road were stunned. Rushing to get a car?

…………

Shenghai College of Urban Construction, more than 8 o'clock at night, dormitory building.

Lin Yujing was packing her small backpack.

"Jingjing, do you really want to go?" asked Mrs. Zhao as she looked at her.

"Hmm. Lin Yujing said: "I'll kill him and eat meat." ”

Here's the thing, I was inquired about, even Jiang Che. The people who inquired about this matter are said to be two girls from Shenzhen University, and the news was brought back by the gossip Zhao Shitai in the afternoon, and Miss Lin was still calm and confident at that time.

After all, it wasn't Jiang Che's fault.

However, don't forget that there are also classmates on her side who are studying at Shenzhen University, and just now, new news came: he said that he wanted to communicate more with the senior sister of the band? He said to another girl, then you want to hug me? He beat the poet for the girl.

Lin Yujing felt that she shouldn't have prepared college entrance examination review materials for him at that time, she should have let him stay in the tea house all the time, and then she graduated and went there to be a teacher, just like that for the rest of her life.

Sure enough, it doesn't change. Lin Yujing thought, I'm going to find Professor Ji, and I'm going to borrow a baby to take to school......

"But if you go at this time, do you have a plane? Even if you do, you'll be late over there." Mrs. Zhao supported Lin Yujing in her heart, and if she needed help, she could also go, but now that it was night, she was not at ease.

"I'm ......" Lin Yujing suddenly thought of the deep sentry, the bullets flying around, the people who fell down with a bang, and the skulls on the cuckoo mountain, the snakes on the side of the road, and the snakes haven't hibernated yet.

"I ...... everything" Lin Yujing was really a little sad, "I'm all, I've been wronged anyway, I don't care about him anymore, he ......"

The dormitory door was pushed open.

"What's new. The one who had a classmate at Shenzhen University pushed the door in, grabbed Lin Yujing and said, "Your boyfriend, what a man." ”

"Huh?"

"He rushed to the stage at a poetry reading and punched a poet, you know, right? But do you know why?"

"Why?"

"Because of you. ”

The classmate began to tell the inside story that she had just helped to find out.

Lalala, Lin Yu said quietly, why am I so happy today.

On the long-distance phone call, Lin Yujing "tsk", pretended to be angry, and said, "You just ran away like that?" Alas, this is not good, that girl may just be very sorry and so stubborn." If you do this, she will be laughed at in the future. ”

"I was scared. Jiang Che said: "Don't talk about this, it's good that you didn't misunderstand, I was actually impatient at the time." It's too axial. ”

"Giggles, yes, I know. Who made you so good-looking, you can also write poems, and you can also see righteousness and bravery......" Lin Yujing joked twice, and said: "Then, is that poet still in your school?"

"I heard that it was gone. ”

"Oh, then why did you hit him?" In fact, there was already an answer, but Lin Yujing still wanted to guide Jiang Che to say it himself.

Jiang Che said, "I can barely bear stealing poems, but he dares to say that this poem was written by him for a girl, and when I think of you, I can't control it." ”

"Well, Jiang Che. ”

"Huh?"

"You're so nice. ”

The phone chatted for more than an hour before hanging up.

Lin Yujing returned to the dormitory, humming a song in her mouth, while taking out the contents of the bag one by one and putting them back in the box.

"Tut-tut, aren't you going to kill him and eat meat?" said Master Zhao deliberately.

"Giggles. Miss Lin is a little floating now, and said happily: "He is not wrong." What's that, Mrs. Shi, I'm going to the Poetry Club tomorrow, I hate poets very much now. ”

On the other side, Jiang Che also went back to the dormitory.

"Good news, bad news. Which one to listen to first?" asked roommate Ye Aijun.

Jiang Che said, "Okay." ”

Tong Yang himself stood up and said, "Minister Liu came here just now, gave me 200 yuan, and said sorry. ”

"Oh, that's good. Jiang Che nodded.

"But I still want to go out and make money. Tong Yang said: "It must be easier for me to make money here than it is for my parents to farm, right, Lao Jiang?"

"Of course, it's good that you have this filial piety. Jiang Che affirmed and asked, "What about the bad news?"

Today, Guan Zhaowei, who later followed Jiang Che to participate in the UFO club and left famous poems on campus, said: "You are miserable. ”

"What's wrong?"

"The girl from the Poetry Club, what Li Nanfang, signed up for our UFO Club. said that he was going to write poems for the Trisolarians. ”

“……”

The shaft breaks the sky.