There was no speech all night, none of the four of them spoke, and the atmosphere in the bedroom was extremely depressing.

All four of them slept late that night.

Although he slept late, the next day, Qian Hao still got up early. He washed up first, and then lightly packed his bags, ready to leave quietly.

Parting is still too heavy sometimes, especially between men.

However, I don't know if his voice was too loud, Wang Jing and Ma Wenjie were finally woken up. They got up, didn't speak, and silently helped him pack his bags.

In fact, Gao Bo also woke up, but he turned over and continued to sleep. The three people in the dormitory rejected him, how could he not know, and how could he find himself bored?

The three of them silently packed their luggage, and soon, the luggage was packed. At this time, Ma Wenjie said to wash up, and then took the basin and walked out of the bedroom.

Wang Jing didn't speak, but also picked up the basin and followed out.

Qian Hao smiled bitterly, looked at the half-hidden door, and took a deep breath. Although this parting makes people feel uncomfortable, but a good man has ambitions in all directions, how can he be a child?

Thinking so, he suddenly took out a brush and spread a piece of rice paper on the desk.

In this situation, he suddenly wanted to write a poem, although this poem was not in the scene, he just wanted to write it, and turn his pride into pen and ink.

to motivate yourself, to soothe your friends.

Putting away his miscellaneous thoughts, he held his breath, concentrated, dipped his brush in ink, and wrote with a dragon and snake.

In his previous life, he didn't know how to write, but when he was a child, his grandfather forced him to write. It's not very good, but the wild grass is still very tasty.

Soon, a poem was written.

Thousands of miles of yellow clouds and white sunshine,

The north wind blows geese and snow.

Don't worry about the road ahead,

No one in the world knows you.

This poem does not exist in this world, but in that world it is the work of Gao Shibei Dong Da. However, now its name is "Farewell Yanjing", which is the practice poem that Qian Hao gave to himself.

If it is a gift, then it is to motivate friends, but if you give it to yourself, then there is a kind of arrogance and arrogance.

Just ask, write that you don't worry about the road ahead, you must have a confidant; Writing about oneself will be famous, and everyone in the world will know it, what kind of arrogance and conceit is this?

Especially coupled with Qian Hao's wild grass, the sparse and arrogant atmosphere in it came to his face.

"Haha, the man is ambitious in the world, and he is proud of the wind. Why fear the wind and snow, why worry about the road ahead? ”

still write a preface, and then take a picture with your mobile phone, write it and send it to the space. He didn't leave Yanda with a disgraced face, he didn't want those people to be complacent.

After he finished doing this, Wang Jing and Ma Wenjie finally came back, and it seemed that their feelings were still a little low.

He stepped forward, beat the chests of the two of them, and said with a smile: "Hurry up and get dressed, let's go out and rub it, and we should see me off."

The two glanced at each other, and when they saw that Qian Hao's mood was high, they couldn't help but smile. The two of them punched Qian Hao back, and then said in unison: "Let's go, rub it."

"Damn, you three want to eat alone!" At this moment, the voice of a group of people suddenly came from outside the door.

Qian Hao looked at it and was a little surprised, it was actually a few other boys in the accountant. They have few male accountants, so they have a good relationship, and this group of boys got up so early on Saturday. Seeing him off this time, he actually got up so early.

Wang Jing couldn't help but be a little happy when he saw everyone coming, and said, "I, Nima, you beasts actually got up so early. I don't have to say, let's rub it together. ”

"Okay, I haven't rubbed it in the morning."

"Haha, fuck you."

……

The group laughed and walked out of the dormitory building, and went to the south gate to find a hotel and go to the restaurant. There were only eleven boys, Gao Bo didn't go, he still pretended not to wake up. No one else called him either.

Just when everyone went to the south gate together, Qian Hao's "Farewell Yanjing" finally caused a storm.

Because the matter of persuasion has always been very popular, and everyone is very concerned, so the fact that he was signed has been exposed. Everyone knows this news, and the mood is very low.

Especially related people, such as An Xiaoluo and Li Ke. Even Sima Sheng, who had never seen Qian Hao, was also very angry, and even drunk cursive last night, wrote poems and scolded Ma Youcai, and even scolded the school together.

Li Ke does not have the habit of getting up late, so he gets up early in the morning to freshen up, read books, and listen to pure music.

Today too, she wakes up early and sits in front of the window to read. After about half an hour, she took out her pink phone. Originally, I just looked at my phone, I didn't want to make a ghost send a god to board QQ, and I wanted to ask Qian Hao about the situation.

But she sent a message, but Qian Hao didn't reply, Qian Hao is now drinking with a few boys, who knows that she sent a message.

Qian Hao didn't reply, she pursed her lips, opened the space, and then saw "Don't Yanjing".

When she saw it, she was stunned.

"Don't worry about the road ahead, no one in the world knows you." , such a poem, such a spirit, how many people in the whole Yan University have?

She was stunned, staring at the screen with confused eyes, muttering in a low voice, not knowing what she was talking about.

It took a while for her to come to her senses and let out a long sigh.

"You're proficient in poetry, but why were you so low-key before?" Her slender hand caressed the screen, as if she could touch the poem, and there was still confusion in her eyes.

After a while, she sighed in a low voice, and then posted a screenshot of the poem to the post bar. Although the dust has settled, she is not reconciled to this ending, and is still working hard to try to change this ending.

Tieba is at a time when the mood is low, after all, they lost this struggle. Therefore, there are not many people who post, only some unwilling people are still clamoring.

And at this time, Li Ke's post was sent out, and it was quickly put to the top.

It seems that a certain small bar has always been, and has been paying attention to Li Ke.

As soon as this post was put at the top, people came to read it one after another, and when they saw it, they were immediately shocked.

"Haha, the man is ambitious in the world, and he is proud of the wind. Why fear the wind and snow, why worry about the road ahead? ”

Not to mention poetry, this preface alone makes them feel agitated, and their depression and loss are swept away.

Yes, how can a man be defeated by this little thing? Moreover, are they defeated?

Yes, Qian Hao was persuaded to retire, but couldn't they continue to fight with Ma Youcai?

At this moment, they once again regained their high fighting spirit, and even called their roommates, classmates, and friends one after another. Whether you fight or not, you have to make a post to vent your feelings.

But at this moment, someone suddenly posted a post satirizing this poem: Hehe, what a good poem, in September, the north wind blows geese and snow, and in the morning, thousands of miles of yellow clouds and daylight. It's really a good poem, it's so unrealistic.

As soon as this post came out, Li Ke, who was originally smiling, immediately had an angry face.