The Crane Garden is secluded, quiet at night, only the dim street lamps have to be connected to the end of the road, and the flocculent light snowflakes descend from the black curtain, there is a kind of thin beauty.

Duanmu Ci sat in the car, not in a hurry to start the engine, but silently pondered.

He had an enviable and sad long life, and the meaning of life gradually disappeared with the passage of time, without relatives, friends died, sleeping quietly in the grave, never to suddenly jump up and appear in front of the window of your house to do those crazy things with you, he would sometimes take a bouquet of white chrysanthemums to visit their tombstones.

Every time he flew over some city, he would look down through the portholes, as if he saw the world beneath the clouds. He had left footprints in many places, but now that there were no footprints of him, time had almost erased everything, and the vicissitudes of life were more than just words for him.

He studied at Oxford and Cambridge in the early 20th century to learn about the advanced Western civilizations, and at that time the students were still fascinated by art, discussing Michelangelo and Raphael in St. Mary's Church and on the banks of the River Cam, and reciting Shelley's poems aloud to the setting sun.

A hundred years later, when he re-entered as a tourist, the students who had loved to discuss the art of sculpture under the magnificent St. Mary's Church were gone; Gone are the students who loved to chant Shelley's poems aloud to the gentle sound of the waters by the Cam, and the students who loved to meditate in front of the statues of the masters.

Today's students just want to get a good job in a bank after graduation.

Under such a drastic change, now Duanmu Ci can still have the honor to meet the old man from decades ago, although it is an old man who "doesn't know each other", but it still makes him feel a lot more comforted.

It's almost a bliss.

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"Honorable ××

Tonight, the new club will hold its first party and social dinner in Duanmu Pavilion, the time is 8:30, the person who receives this text message must be on time in formal attire, do not be late, it will be your glorious day.

PS: Female companions are allowed, male companions are not allowed.

Don Lolo"

After several weeks of emergency renovations, the newly completed hall of Haishan University was finally completed one day in April. At the same time, the owner of this hall, Mr. Duanmu, also completed his overall wooing plan, and both the venue and the personnel were basically in place.

At the same time, this hall was also mentioned by many heroes, and it was officially named "Duanmu Pavilion" to prove the owner here, and the name is not bad.

Of course, along with the good news from the school side about approving Mr. Duanmu's application to establish a club. The situation is so good and the conditions are so sufficient, so the bold Tang Luoluo sent this text message like all the new club members without Duanmuci's consent, and then went to report to Duanmuci.

However, it was too late, and according to Don Loro, "we had to have a big party to build the community together!" What's more, the teacher actually chose me to be in charge of this matter, so I should have this authority! Duanmu Ci irretrievably agreed with him and began to prepare.

But it's a good idea......

All the members of the community who received the text message were looking forward to it with peace of mind.

Eventually, the sky began to darken, the black curtain covered the sky, and night came.

The school's street lights began to light up one after another, illuminating the alleys in dim.

The lights in the Duanmu Pavilion also lit up, like a huge burning candle, emitting a blazing light. A large amount of light came through the glass windows, and it was like a palace.

Xu Youmei also received a text message, as the club manager of Haishan University's top club, she is certainly qualified to receive this short message, not to mention that his brother is also the president of the Sailing Club.

To be honest, the location of Duanmu Pavilion is also very coincidental, because it is built not far from the Faculty of Letters, and it looks like the in-house club of the Faculty of Letters. But Bu Tongxun felt that this was a good plan for her, because this was the address she chose......

Xu Youmei followed his brother and the backbone members of the Sailing Club to the newly repaired Duanmu Pavilion, they couldn't find the way, but when they approached the Faculty of Letters, they suddenly found a dazzling light through the gap in the branches, and guessed that it should be the Duanmu Pavilion, because when they walked here before, they had never found that it was so bright.

Then I asked, and sure enough.

Xu Youmei wore a corseted dark blue skirt and a creamy white shirt, quietly walking among a group of men in black suits, like a dim little bright color in an oil painting.

"This Duanmu Pavilion is really big, I'm afraid it's twice as big as the Kendo Pavilion." Xu Chuncheng, the president of the Sailing Club, saw this large hall from a distance and said with a little sigh.

The Duanmu Pavilion at night is really magnificent, the brilliant lights shine through the stained glass glass, the huge corner is hidden in the darkness, there are many people coming and going outside the main corridor of the Greek columns, and some people in black uniforms are welcoming guests, which is the school's etiquette club.

A member of the Sailing Club asked, "Is such a big place all owned by Mr. Duanmu?" ”

Xu Chuncheng frowned and said, "I don't know, but the legend is that he donated it to the school, and then the school returned it to the club, but I don't know if it's true or not, maybe the school has a good heart?" Who knows? ”

He shrugged.

Xu Youmei thoughtfully.

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"Xu Chuncheng!"

When he walked into the gate of the Duanmu Pavilion, a voice suddenly sounded behind the people of the Sailing Club.

Xu Chuncheng looked back, and his tone suddenly became cold, "It turned out to be President Qi, what's the matter, do you have something to do with me?" ”

President Qi's name is Qi Yingbai, and he is the president of the school's ski club, although the style is top-notch, but it is even more niche than the sailing club, because there is no place for skiing in the mountains, and there are at most a few indoor ski resorts that look good.

However, the ski club and the sailing club have always been rivals, because the sailing club believes that playing sailing can reflect the beauty of male strength, and when you are wearing a red fruit and steering the alum through the blue waves, and the sea hits your chest, the beauty of male strength will be displayed without omission. Girls on the coast will scream.

Skiing, on the other hand, wraps himself tightly, his eyes are hidden behind the ski goggles, and this person is bloated like a bear! Where is there any male beauty? The sissy is pretty much the same! What's more, the sports field of their sailing club is the distant sea, while the ski club is an indoor ski resort, which has lowered the style by more than one notch, and it is no wonder that the sailing club laughs at it.

Of course, the ski club was not happy with this kind of argument with guns and sticks, so the relationship with the sailing club was irretrievably worse, but today they met here on a narrow road, and from now on they will have to mix a club, which makes Xu Chuncheng and Qi Yingbai both have indescribable awkwardness in their hearts.

But there is no way, who made the conditions offered by Mr. Duanmu so tempting?

Leaving aside the sailing club for the time being, Mr. Duanmu's condition for the ski club is that in the next winter, he will take all the members of the ski club to Whistler, Canada, which is a ski resort in North America, and has topped the list of "ski resorts" in the hearts of the famous American ski magazine snowcountry for four consecutive years, and is a paradise in the hearts of ski sports enthusiasts all over the world.

What's more, Mr. Duanmu also promised that he would find local professional players to compete with them, which made Qi Yingbai and his members full of expectations, this winter has not completely passed, and they have already begun to look forward to the next winter.

The two looked at each other with disgust, and after each snorted coldly, no one stepped into this Duanmu Pavilion, which was destined to carry legends.

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PS: Congratulations to the book friend Xi Daoling for becoming the fourth helmsman of this book!

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