Chapter 37: Fighting wits and courage with the dormitory manager
Before I got to the dormitory manager's office, I took a probe to observe the terrain in advance. The pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info found that the door is basically a 360-degree area without dead ends, and everyone's words and deeds are fully seen by the monitor.
If I rush to get it back, I may have to roll up and leave tomorrow. I still understand that the campus theft case is directly expelled from the school.
It's hard or not, I have to think of another softer way.
I immediately went downstairs, and before I could get to the door of the office, the dormitory manager knew what I meant.
"Go back, don't come here. It's useless to tell me, go talk to your counselor. ”
I smiled and said, "Auntie, I'm not here to ask for something." It's here to repair things, you know, we formed a volunteer pet, you also asked me to repair it, did you forget? I'm here to see if there's anything else you need help with, just say. I happened to be idle today. ”
When I heard that I didn't come to ask for something, I took the initiative to fix it. The tense expression on the dormitory manager's face relaxed suddenly.
"Don't say it, there's a little sun in my dormitory, I don't know what's going on lately, it's not hot enough. Why don't I bring it over and you can help me take a look? ”
I asked a little puzzled: "Auntie, it's the middle of May, are you still using the little sun?" ”
"The place where I live is so damp that I mainly use it to get rid of the moisture in my dorm. You're waiting for me to get it."
Just turned around. The dormitory manager turned back and pointed at me and said, "Don't try to take the blow back from here, there is monitoring here."
I nodded like garlic. The dormitory manager aunt left with confidence. Besides, I'm not going to be so stupid as to really blatantly take things under the watchful eye of a monitor.
After a while, the dormitory manager came in with a cardboard box, and when she saw that the hair dryer next to her and me were here, the anxiety that flashed on her face disappeared in an instant.
I picked up the box and opened the little sun to check the situation. Just happened to meet a classmate who was about to go out to register, so he went to the door.
When it was too late, I quickly packed the little sun and stuffed the hair dryer into the box. Rolling up the box and walking to Auntie's side, his heart jumped suddenly, and said, "Auntie, I can't open this without tools, can I go to our office to get a tool and repair it in our office?" ”
The dormitory manager looked up at me for a moment, then nodded and said, "Okay, Auntie is not in a hurry." ”
I walked out of the dorm room under surveillance and went straight to our office. It is said to be an office, but it is actually a small house shared by several clubs to put some things in their own clubs.
Putting down the box, I locked the door like a thief.
Now what I have to do is to close the door and fix the little sun of the dormitory aunt when I see the dormitory aunt next side.
Pick up the tools, divide five by two, and I'll dismantle them. After the multimeter test, all the lines are normal. The reason why it is not hot may be that it is used for too long, which causes the resistance of the heating wire to be too large and the current to be too small, resulting in the small sun not being too hot.
Knowing the crux of the matter, I cut off a piece of the heating wire and reconnected it. Install the little sun, power on, everything is normal, and the little sun is back to normal.
Watching the orange light reflected from the grating onto my hand warmed my heart.
Finally, the hair dryer said. I took out the hair dryer, put on the little sun, and I went straight to the dormitory aunt.
What followed was another battle of wits and courage, and it was really brain-wracking.