The already short summer vacation has quietly come to an end in learning to drive and games, and Lao Zhao and I have also given up the idea of taking subject two during the vacation, and can make up for the "summer homework" left to us by the college in the dormitory with peace of mind, and occasionally go to practice a car to avoid being rusty.

As school was approaching, the head of the Da Biao class had to go back to school to prepare for related matters, but most of the other class committee members had not yet returned, so Lao Zhao and I naturally became the only two people who could help him share the labor. However, we have long been accustomed to this errand, after all, in the Faculty of Letters, "girls are boys, and boys are beasts".

The General Academic Affairs Office received the new books, and we first sent our share to the nearest dormitory, and then continued to move them downstairs to the girls' dormitory one by one. The General Affairs Office was at the easternmost end of the West Campus, and the girls' dormitory was at the westernmost end, which meant that we had to cross the entire campus, and I was a little overwhelmed after two trips. On the other hand, the boys in the next class are much luckier, and more girls in their class stay in school in the summer, so they can share a lot. In the end, it was the squad leader Da Biao who thought of a way to borrow a board car from the college office, so that Lao Zhao and I could free our hands.

The new freshman year has already started to register, and they are much luckier than the previous one, and the West End has finally vacated enough dorm rooms for them. Watching the members of the student union welcome the send-off at the school gate again, Lao Zhao and I, as well as the class leader Da Biao, couldn't help but miss the time when I helped the freshmen carry their luggage.

"What's going on, Da Biao, do you think about who it is?" Lao Zhao said with a wicked smile.

"Who?" Da Biao's squad leader began to play dumb.

"Don't pretend to be, I don't know who ran to the school gate to ask for the phone number." Lao Zhao refused to let go at all.

"Ah, she. I haven't been in touch lately. Da Biao's squad leader said casually.

"I'll go, so you still have a connection?" Lao Zhao was a little surprised, "I'm not afraid that your object will know." ”

"What's the matter, I don't have any other ideas, it's all a serious chat."

"You know if it's serious or not." Lao Zhao looked at those freshmen from time to time, "Summer is so good, the big white legs on campus." ”

"Do you have white legs?" For the big white legs, if I show them, then all the girls have to wear pants.

"It's so far worse than you. Others are white, you are shaking your eyes. Lao Zhao said.

Hearing Lao Zhao say this, I gestured and pulled up my trouser legs.

"Oh mom, I'm going blind, hurry up and put your pants on!" Lao Zhao pretended to be shaken.

"Hahaha......" The big biao squad leader on the side was also amused.

"I'll tell you, when these freshmen are in military training, I must buy a quacky and sweet watermelon, and then sit under the shade of a tree and eat while watching them stand in a military posture." Lao Zhao smiled proudly.

"Did you say that last year?" I always feel as if the conversation has happened before.

"Is there one? I forgot, hahaha. ”

"Didn't you close the school last year?" Da Biao's squad leader reminded.

"Yes, yes, last year's military training was too comfortable, like when we were there, we left it there for a meal." Lao Zhao felt a little unfair.

"Yes, it rained in the middle of the day, and I was urgently gathered when I went to the Internet café." I added

"I just found out, our dormitory is the last one of us to participate in the military parade." Lao Zhao suddenly thought, "Like Lin Ye and Eric, they can only be puppet soldiers." ”

"Hahahaha," I laughed out of a pig with the squad leader.

Memories of the past kept coming back, and these memories told us the truth: we were juniors.

Back in the dormitory, we divided the textbooks, and when I got my own, I sat down and flipped through them: Modern and Contemporary Literature, Ancient Literature, Literary Theory, Teaching Chinese as a Foreign Language, Introduction to Chinese Culture...... It's all my favorite subjects. I looked at the class schedule of the college again, and found that many classes were not scheduled for 16 weeks, so even if I chose them all, it would be much easier than when I was a sophomore. In addition, I no longer hold a position in the student union, and other clubs have basically withdrawn, so I can just go to practice driving and get a driver's license in this spare time, and if it goes well, I can go home to "drag rac" during the Chinese New Year! As for my studies, I hope to be able to get a scholarship, which should be stable based on my current GPA.

With the return of the squad leader Da Biao, the dormitory began to be lively again, and Lao Zhao excitedly pulled him to fight anti-terrorism and play FIFA. At that time, there happened to be a new artifact called "Interstellar Heavy Artillery", which could be obtained by drawing chips to open treasure chests if you were lucky. After experiencing it once with other players, Lao Zhao never forgot it, and this time with Da Biao's squad leader, he was naturally able to relatively increase the probability of winning the lottery.

In the evening, it is rare for three people to have in the dormitory, so naturally they want to celebrate, so they plan to go to the restaurant at the small entrance of the school together to "indulge". At the end of August, the weather in Cha Ha Chong was already relatively comfortable, especially in the evening, when the cool breeze was blowing, and there was no heat at all. As we walked towards the restaurant, our eyes were still searching for the big white legs on campus, and we would often argue because of the different aesthetic concerns.

"Look over there, beauty!"

"What are your eyes?"

"You've got a lot of taste!"

"I think it's okay."

"Why are you like Mr. Liu?"

"Do you have to change your lenses again?"

……

When I arrived at the restaurant, ordering food was still the job of the Da Biao squad leader. But this time Lao Zhao had his own ideas, because the restaurant had a signature dish written today: space fish.

"What kind of fish is this space fish? Knocked down with interstellar heavy artillery? Lao Zhao looked puzzled.

"Would you like to try it?" Da Biao's squad leader asked.

"Okay. Come on! "Lao Zhao is very excited, and I am also looking forward to it.

Because there are only three people, the squad leader Da Biao ordered two more cold dishes, and beer is naturally indispensable, but we also know in our hearts that we can't drink more, just moisten our mouths.

The cold dishes were served first, and one of the plates was a big peel, and I ate a mouthful when I was a freshman, and it wasn't particularly my appetite. But at this moment, it's time to eat, and I can't stand the screaming of my stomach. Lao Zhao and Da Biao's squad leader ate there with relish, which made me swallow even more, so I had to pick up the chopsticks and put them in my mouth. After chewing twice, a rush of nasal strength went straight to the door of his head, and then tears and snot were squeezed out together. It smells familiar, but I can't remember it.

"I just like the smell of mustard." After saying that, the squad leader picked up a chopstick and put it in his mouth.

That's right, it's mustard! I don't move chopsticks anymore, and I can't bear the stimulation when I'm young.

"Come on, come on, let it go, don't burn it." Finally, the long-awaited "space fish" was invited to the table by the boss, and we all stood up curiously. If there was WeChat at that time, a few of us would have taken out our mobile phones and started taking pictures and uploading them to Moments. After the boss walked away, I left plenty of space, and I took a closer look, what kind of space fish, isn't it just tin foil grilled fish...... Lao Zhao naturally didn't care about this, and immediately moved his chopsticks to taste it, and praised it again and again: "Well, the taste of the fish shot down with the interstellar heavy artillery is different!" Come on, come on, eat. With Lao Zhao's shouting, we all began to "dismember" the fish, and the wine was constantly consumed, the new semester is about to begin, cheers!