"Please send the finished short film to the following mailbox, we will select the satisfactory work to reply, I know that some of you have made movies or MVs, but here, I think everyone is the same, so if you think I was slacking, I'm sorry." 【】

Zhang Bin's words are over, and those who should be dispersed should also be dispersed.

Those who can stay are all those who want to make this money, and they don't play big names, and they also have some strength.

In the end, there was only one person left.

"Mr. Zhang", the other party handed over a cigarette, but Zhang Bin refused, he didn't smoke.

"I'm Wang Gui, I don't know if Young Master Yu has it?" Wang Gui looked at Zhang Bin with some excitement, it was obvious that he felt that as long as Young Master Yu had said hello, there was nothing that could not be done.

Zhang Bin glanced at this person with a surprised expression, he felt that there were still some characters who could make people like Yu Ling come forward, but this person gave him the feeling that he was a little sloppy, dressed in an explosive rich dress.

"What's your relationship with him?" Zhang Bin asked tentatively.

Dou Sheng's advice to him was to try not to fall out with Yu Ling, because the consequences might be more serious.

Zhang Bin is not a person who can't listen to words, if the conditions are not much different, of course he is willing to sell Yu Ling a face.

But it seems that this face is difficult to sell.

Wang Gui rubbed his hands and said with a smile: "It's nothing, it's just that Young Master Yu's mother is my countryman's sister-in-law, and she saved her life in her early years, so when I heard that I had entered the city, I especially said hello, in fact, I mean no, but they are so enthusiastic."

Wang Gui looked embarrassed, in fact, I wish to let Zhang Bin know the relationship between them, I am the life-saving benefactor of Young Master Yu's mother, if you don't give face, then you don't give face to the Yu family, you can do it yourself.

"How many?" Zhang Bin asked.

"Sixteen, please ask Mr. Zhang to worry a lot about this matter", Wang Gui smiled and wanted to hand over the cigarette, but just after he took it out, he remembered that Zhang Bin didn't smoke it, and put it back in embarrassment.

Zhang Bin deliberately took out the film handed in on the 16th and watched it, and was speechless.

This Wang Gui actually took a clip of a movie and handed it to him, this perfunctory level, Zhang Bin felt that sincerity could not be talked about.

I really can't give this face.

Wang Xuewen has already gone to school, he is a junior college, and they are not on the same campus as Zhang Bin.

The day of registration was the 31st, so Zhang Bin went to school in the afternoon.

Wearing a Nike outfit, it's not too eye-catching.

When there was still a traffic light from the school, Zhang Bin got out of the car and walked over.

He carried a duffel bag, and he didn't even carry a school bag.

The weather was so hot that Zhang Bin took an ice cream and walked while eating.

The school stipulates that all students must live on campus, that is, each school must have a bed in the school.

Zhang Bin was assigned to Building 12 105, which seems to be the ground floor.

There is no legendary senior sister, he asked alone and reported to the Youth League Committee, and then received daily necessities.

Seeing Zhang Bin alone, the teacher called a junior who was working in the office to help take Zhang Bin to the dormitory and help him get things by the way.

The senior sister is more than one meter and seven meters tall, and her ponytail hangs down naturally, watching her walk and talk, she feels a little neat.

The senior sister's name is Mu Xun, with some special surnames, the vice president of the student union of the business school and the head of the recreation department, she should be a talented girl.

The road outside the dormitory building is lined with stalls on both sides.

Shuttled in it with difficulty, Mu Xun did not forget to say, "It's like this every year, and you will get used to it in the future."

When he came to the doorman of Building 12, Zhang Bin showed his registration certificate and received a bag of supplies, including pillows, cups and pillowcase sheets, a straw mat, a basin, a small kettle and a cup from the revolutionary period.

It's not free, it's already deducted from the tuition fee.

105 is in the first dormitory on the right hand side of the first unit.

The door was open, and there was a lot of noise inside, and it seemed that there were a lot of people.

When they saw someone coming in, everyone was looking at them.

"Thank you, senior sister, I'll do it myself", Zhang Bin smiled at Mu Xun.

"Okay, I'll go first", Mu Xun put down the bag, put his hand on the right side of his face and waved it towards the others, and then left a dashing back.

Zhang Bin's bed is bed No. 4, and the lower bunk of the bed on the left hand side of the door is near the left hand side of the balcony door.

Zhang Bin carried the bag and put it on the bed without saying a word, breathing a sigh of relief.

On his top bunk, there was already a buddy sitting, **** on his upper body, and his shorts were lifted to his ass.

Seeing Zhang Bin coming, he propped his hands on the railing in the middle, and asked Zhang Bin, "Do you want to help?" ”

Each bed is labeled with a name and information.

For example, Zhang Bin's bed has a sticky note attached to it.

Zhang Bin, majoring in e-commerce in the School of Business, was a freshman in the class of 2006, and then a passport photo of his senior high school graduation photo.

In addition to Zhang Bin, a total of five people came to the dormitory, and there were three parents standing inside, who were bed No. 1 and bed No. 8.

Zhang Bin's buddy above is called Zhou Ping'an, who is a little thin, but he can see that he is very enthusiastic.

"No need", Zhang Bin refused with a smile.

I opened the bag and didn't find a towel, so the one from the No. 1 bed next to me handed it over.

"Thank you", Zhang Bin took the towel and used it unceremoniously.

Wipe the bed, Zhang Bin laid out the straw mat and took out the straw mat.

An unpleasant and pungent smell suddenly hit his face, almost stunting Zhang Bin.

He was speechless for a while, how could such a heavy straw mat sleep on it.

"It's much better to wash it up while it's in the sun," said the big man in the shop opposite Zhang Bin, which is bed No. 6, holding a large game console in his hand.

Touching the soft straw mat in his hand, Zhang Bin couldn't bear it, so he rolled it up and put it in the corner, turned around and walked out of the dormitory.

When I came back, the parents left at first, and the students of bed five came with their parents.

Zhang Bin was holding a brand-new bamboo mat in his hand and bought it for twelve yuan.

Lay it out and wipe it with a towel.

"Come, smoke a cigarette", the parent of bed No. 5 handed Zhang Bin a cigarette, a thirty-five pack of Yellow Crane Tower.

"Thank you, I don't smoke", Zhang Bin refused with a smile.

"Hehe, good, it's good for students not to smoke", the parent of bed No. 5 was chubby and smiled very kindly.

"Dad, you don't bring the social set to school", the fifth bed is a fat man, it should be a family inheritance, Zhang Bin visually measured at least one hundred and sixteen, and the key is that it is only less than one meter seven.

"Okay, then let's go first, Qiu Yun, call me if you have something."

Bed No. 5 is called Huang Qiuyun, a big fat man who is a little willful.

Zhang Bin skillfully loaded the quilt, then folded it up and put it at his feet, put the pillow on it, and lay down directly.

Not long after, the last person in the dormitory arrived, bed seven.

Zhang Bin glanced at it in some surprise, as if the altitude of his dormitory was generally relatively high.

"Close the door", the big man of bed six roared, and the nearest bed number one obediently closed the door.

The big man took out a box of cigarettes, Yuxi for twenty yuan, which was not bad here, next to each other, except for Zhang Bin and the fat man opposite, everyone else took it.

A cigarette can be regarded as the beginning of the four years of the entire dormitory university.

(Thanks to the book friend for the elegant seven degrees, Hu Hansan * for tipping support)