The sun shines through the window, and the dormitory is sprinkled with a layer of gold dust.

Wu Chong wrapped himself in a quilt, revealing a pair of small eyes, and found that only Xiao Boran was playing a game.

Wu Chong got up and washed his face, looked at the photo of "Likel", thought about it, and asked, "Xiao Boran, who is Likel?"

Xiao was stunned for a moment, stood up and stared at Wu Chong, like looking at a monster: "Why did you change your voice today?

Wu Chong blushed by him, timidly pointed to Li Keer's photo, and pasted the art photo on the head of the bed, which is enough to prove Xiao Boran's iron fan.

Xiao Boran said impatiently: "You are stupid, Li Keer is a big star, you listen to my mobile phone ringtone "Red Sea Sunset", just his famous song!"

"Then—— Jacky Cheung, do you know the one who sang "Kiss Goodbye". ”

"I know, my little brother-in-law, smelling coal every day in the coal yard, what's the matter, you are looking for him to sing?"

Wu Chong was surprised, Xiao Boran had never heard "Kiss Goodbye", the 2017 Jacky Cheung CD concert, he flew over specifically. Forgot overnight?

The "Great Wonderful Communication System" is too awesome and ruthless, covering the memories of everyone in the world, and it is very likely that Jacky Cheung will become Liker in the blink of an eye.

Although Wu Chong's tongue is flexible, his inferiority complex and autism in the depths of his bones are still deep-rooted, except for Xiao Boran, he has never talked to too many people.

Wu Chong was worried about the graduation party in the evening, should he go? Will he sit in the last row or the first row? How can he explain that he is not stammering? Wu Chong thought too much, so that he was born prematurely and was slightly ugly.

Evening, 7:30

In the small auditorium, the piano music is melodious, the huge projection is played in the center of the blackboard, the upper row is four colorful words "Youth without regrets", and the lower row is: "2014 Chinese Language and Literature Class 3 Graduation Party".

The classmates are in an endless stream, gradually arriving, handsome guys and beautiful girls, you have smoky makeup, I have BB cream, you have delicate jade earrings, I have amber pendants, all of them are radiant, as if they are walking the red carpet.

Wu Chong wore an outdated yellow T-shirt, sat in the last row, buried his head in reading YY novels, his face expressionless, like a facial paralysis patient.

The flashes, laughter, and flirting of the outside world have nothing to do with him.

At the party, Li Zixin presented a solo "Big Farewell", Ouyang Wenwen and Hou Xiaoqiang brought a duet "Emotional Sale", and the 411 dormitory chorus sang "Virtuous Brother! Cheers!", interspersed with dances, sketches, magic tricks, etc., which were wonderful and happy. Wu Chong didn't raise his head from beginning to end.

"The following is the interactive part of the party - drumming and passing flowers, this little red flower, when the drum is temporary, whoever passes it in his hands, who will perform on stage......" Li Zixin is so beautifully dressed, even the sound is eight points more beautiful than usual.

When Wu Chong heard the words "interactive link, drumming and passing flowers", he suddenly seemed to be struck by lightning, he was like an old man 80 years away, slowly raised his head, blinking his little eyes.

Interaction!

Sports Commissioner Zhao Dongsheng volunteered to come out and beat the drums, needless to say, Wu Chong, who did not succeed in escaping, was naturally the first to win the lottery!

Wu Chong blushed, holding the little red flower and couldn't say a word, sitting in the seat, as if there was a bucket hidden in his buttocks, and the four ventricles were not enough.

Professor Ma Ziqiang, the head of the Department of Chinese Language and Literature, who was invited to attend the meeting, stood up and said, "In this way, let's ask this student to prepare first, and then let's beat the drum and pass the flowers." ”

"Professor, no, everyone has to be treated equally, drumming and passing flowers is a heartbeat. Zhao Dongsheng shouted, and at the same time, the audience shouted: Wu Chong, come on! Wu Chong, you are cowardly, you are the most handsome, little eyes!

Wu Chong's nickname is "Little Eyes", but everyone dares to call him that to his face, why are they afraid?

On such a large occasion as the party, the "little eyes" were lifted out.

bursts of laughter mixed with banter, everyone was waiting for Wu Chong to come out of the foreign appearance, how could they let him go.

Wu Chong, who had a small nose and small eyes, forgot how he got to the podium, his calves trembled, he was almost unsteady, and his hands were clubbed on the table in the first row: "Today...... Today, I will recite a small poem for you, called "Farewell to Cambridge". ”

The students looked at each other, why didn't they stutter? When everyone was suspicious, they only heard Wu Chong recite in a trembling voice:

Gently I went

As I came gently

I beckoned softly

Be the clouds of the western heavens

The golden willow on the riverside

It is the bride in the sunset

Shadows in the waves

It ripples in my heart

……

Quietly I left

As I came quietly

I waved my sleeve

Do not take away a single cloud

Although the whole recitation is triol, there is no intonation or emotion.

Zhao Dongsheng's mouth opened into a "0" shape, Professor Ma Ziqiang listened to it fascinated, Chinese Language and Literature Class 3 actually hides a master, if you don't make a sound, it's a blockbuster.

"Gently I go, just as softly I come. Professor Ma Ziqiang couldn't help but think of the time when he was studying in the UK, when his temples were gray and his hair was dyed with frost, and he sighed: Time flies, and the deceased is like this.

Lizi was stunned, and her head was startled with 10,000 question marks: Don't stutter, but still brilliant?

This poem touched the most fragile heartstrings of every student, and the successes, failures, laughter, and tears of receiving goods in the past four years...... Unconsciously, it turned into colorful clouds on the horizon, like a dream.

"Good poetry!" I don't know who shouted and took the lead in applauding, Professor Ma Ziqiang also applauded, and exchanged heads with several professors beside him: "The beautiful rhythm ripples like ripples, which is not only the sound of the devout student's dream, but also fits the ebb and flow of the poet's feelings, and has a unique aesthetic pleasure." ”。

Wu Chong bowed slightly to everyone and stumbled off the podium.

Obviously, because Xu Zhimo's "Farewell Kangqiao" is too famous, it was randomly covered by the system, and Wu Chong does not know what it will be.

In this situation, it is the first time for people to hear such lyrical poetry, can they not be moved?

Wu Chong's face was as red as a shiny monkey's buttocks, and the red swelled up, as if he had eaten two big mouths in the air. Is it the first time since he was a child that he spoke in front of so many people, can he not be ashamed? He could no longer hear the applause and whistles in his ears, and his heart seemed to be about to spit out of his mouth.

At the end, Professor Ma Ziqiang stood on the podium and said emotionally:

"Our gathering today is a fire, and tomorrow's dispersion is a sky full of stars. Here, on behalf of all the teachers of the department, I would like to extend my warm congratulations to the students, express my heartfelt thanks to all the teachers who have worked hard and sweat, and express my heartfelt respect to the parents who raised you and look forward to your rapid growth...... I wish you a bright future and a bright life!"

The students applauded with thunderous applause.

The party was gone, and the midsummer wind was still so hot, blowing peach blossoms on people's faces, and a little bit of red.

Everyone was reluctant to leave, took a group photo again, cried and cried, four years of relationship, suddenly had a cathartic opening, which inevitably aroused the feelings in their hearts and tears in the corners of their eyes.

At this time, Wu Chong walked out of the small hall, and the night was already dark.

"Lonely" has always been his proper noun, no one of his classmates invited him to take a group photo, he seemed to be forgotten by the world, he put his hands in his pockets, strolling to the grove behind the toilet, where there was occasionally a smell, the little couple was reluctant to come, so it became Wu Chong's "exclusive territory".

Wu Chong raised his head, his heart was at a loss, he pulled out the mobile phone he gave away to pay the phone bill, and dialed it.

"Mom!"

"Big ...... Da Chong! job looking for ...... How do you find it...... How's it going?" the voice of the old machine was loud.

"Mom, it's coming, it's coming, don't worry, what is Dad doing?"

"Huh...... Big Rush ...... You...... You're ...... this day How to speak...... It's pretty neat...... Your Daddy...... He's looking at the electricity...... TV ...... Anti-Japanese ...... Japanese drama "Bright Knife" ......"

Hearing that her son was no longer stammering, Wu's mother was very happy, the mother and son said a word, I said a word, and when they hung up the phone, the call lasted "18:26 minutes".

Although he inherited bad genes, Wu Chong is very calm, the relationship between mother and son is very good, when Wu Chong stutters, the call duration is often as high as more than 20 minutes, in order to save phone bills, the mother and son have always controlled the call duration within half an hour, never exceeded. After talking to his mother on the phone, Wu Chong's nervous mood relaxed a little, the purple red on his face also dispersed, and he went back to the dormitory alone, washed and slept.

At 24 o'clock, Wu Chong's ears suddenly "dropped", which frightened Wu Chong and sat up from the bed, and a virtual screen appeared in front of him that only he could see:

【Great Wonderful Communication System】

[Communication Index: 10 (Today's Details)]

[Item: Empty]

【Shopping Mall: Not Opened】

[Lottery: Not drawn today] (System description: 100 points of communication index can be drawn for primary rewards, 50,000 points of communication index can be drawn for intermediate rewards, 1,000,000 points of communication index can be drawn for advanced rewards, 10,000,000 points of communication index can be drawn for super rewards.) Limited to one draw per day. Statistical method of communication index: all accumulated points from the system installation to 24 o'clock today, and the use of points will be deducted after lottery or mall shopping. ）

The difference is also too big, the primary reward only needs 100 points of index, and the super reward requires 10 million points of index.

Wu Chong raised his hand and clicked on the virtual screen [Communication Index: 10 (Today's Details)]

A light blue interface immediately popped up on the virtual screen:

[Great Wonderful Communication System, Today's Breakdown of the Communication Index:]

[Interpersonal communication: 8 people, 8 points]

[Bonus: Smile bonus 2 points]

[Total index: 10 points]

【Drip SystemHidden】

Wu Chong pulled the quilt again, and calculated in the quilt, he had talked to a total of 6 people from morning to night, how could there be 2 more people and 2 smile bonuses?

Wu Chong thought about it for a long time, and finally came up with it:

When he was cooking in the cafeteria, he pointed to the dishes, said "um" to the aunt who was cooking, smiled and said, "Yes! Yes! Yes, this is delicious!" At that time, he smiled all over his mouth, hoping that the aunt's spoon would not shake too much.

Is this also social?

One smile, 1 point!

Wu Chong's heart was overjoyed, and he couldn't help but hide in the quilt and laugh. Yes, in 1959, Shi Chuanxiang, as a national advanced producer, participated in the national "Heroes Meeting" held in BJ, and the leaders held his hand in the Great Hall of the People and the HN Hall, saying: "You are a people's servant when you dig out dung, and I am also a people's servant when I am the chairman, but this is just a difference in the revolutionary division of labor." ”

"To give everyone a kind smile, this is the beginning of communication!" Wu Chong muttered to himself.

Communication is the interaction between people, usually refers to the process of exchanging opinions, emotions and information between two or more people through language, behavior and other expressions. People's social circle is limited, and the objects of daily communication of a free person in a normal social environment are also extremely limited.

If you don't rely on the bonus, the reward of 1 million or 10 million, Wu Chong may not be able to see it in his life.

Smiling is just the beginning!

Let's start tomorrow.