The heat was at least thirty-nine degrees, and the sun distorted the air, and it seemed as if the whole city was swaying in the wind, when in fact there was no wind at all. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

The dormitory was a spring-like scene, with two air conditioners whirring and cold air conditioning, and the members of dormitory 303 of the senior computer science department were busy in front of the computer wrapped in thin quilts, and in addition to the sound of keyboards, there were a few untimely cooing sounds - obviously, everyone's stomachs were hungry.

Wang Soul finally couldn't help but stand up and complained, "Is it so fun? Don't even have to eat? ”

"Nonsense, the closed beta is only three days, and it's the last day, and every second is like gold."

"When you have a computer, you will reach our level."

"Anyway...... Wang Soul, you shouldn't be going to dinner, are you? Bring me one. ”

This statement immediately attracted the echo of the public, and he immediately got an order for three box lunches.

Looking at the scorching sun outside the window, Wang Soul swallowed. On Sundays, the school cafeteria is not served and the small cafeteria is too expensive, so most students are willing to eat in a small restaurant outside the school, which is at least two kilometers away from the dormitory.

Because this is comparable to the distance of the end of the world, the students of the 303 dormitory have become a serious problem to eat on weekends, but the result is the same every time, that is, Wang Soul runs errands, and others pay.

Running two kilometers can earn a meal, in fact, Wang Soul is still quite happy, his family background is not very good, but he has spent all his family's savings until his senior year, and he owes a lot of foreign debts, he doesn't know much about the specific situation, what he can understand is: his parents haven't bought new clothes for five years.

It's just that...... The classmates didn't seem to want to invite him to dinner, but just said, "Bring me one." And the next sentence: "Your share of our shares" did not pop up for a long time.

As a last resort, he had to ask with a cheeky face: "How can I fix my share?" ”

A few people in the dormitory were busy, and no one spoke.

"How do I get my share?" Wang Soul asked again.

"Hey! I say! You've eaten our free food so much, and it's hard to run errands for us this time, right? Didn't your family pay for your food? If you want to blackmail us, we are all peasant children, and our funds are in dire straits. ”

It was Zhao Qin who spoke, burly and dignified, with a long and flat head, in fact, he was the richest among several classmates, but this kid was born with a powerful eye, and he couldn't help but step on it when he saw the poor, and he couldn't help but sarcastically sneer a few times when he saw people crying poor.

Wang Soul was quite thick-skinned, but he still couldn't stand this straightforward sarcasm, and his face was red with anger for a while, but he didn't come up with a suitable dialogue for a while.

"And when did you get the water and electricity in our dormitory? That's right, we use the computer to turn on the air conditioner, and the loss is a little more, but you don't take a shower or use electricity when you meow? Your broken phone has to be charged twice a day! Zhao Qin continued.

The atmosphere of the scene was a little embarrassing, and the other two stopped one after another, and one of them played a round and said: "Zhao Qin, what are you talking about, isn't it that PK was wronged just now, you need to sprinkle your anger on the soul boy, soul boy, go buy food!" Your share of me is out. ”

Li Liang, whose family background is also very good, has both parents working in a bank, and the other is a high school teacher. Usually, only he has a better attitude towards Wang Soul.

The remaining person is named Liu Wei, whose parents run a small grocery store, and he looks quite easy-going, but in fact he is a shrewd thief.

"Forget it!" Wang Soul exhaled deeply and walked out of the dormitory instead.

He has his own helplessness, and the living expenses given by his parents are only 1,000 yuan per semester. Such a pitiful sum of money is not enough even if it is all used for food, like other students with excellent grades and well-connected connections, they can also go to make up lessons for their junior high school and high school little brothers, but his only source of income besides living expenses is to go to the restaurant to wash dishes. And it's a very frustrating and tiring job.

How nice it would be if I were a woman? He was deeply envious of the female students in the school who dressed up and swaggered around the market every day, and never had to worry about money. It doesn't matter if their money is justified or not, but at least they don't have to go hungry!

As if in response to his bad mood, a black cloud suddenly drifted in the sky, as if a rainstorm was about to come.

Wang Soul cursed, and his steps sped up a little. It would be embarrassing if it rained heavily, he hadn't bought any clothes this semester, and he had been replacing three sets of worn vest shorts. The other two sets he had just washed together, and they were dripping water on the balcony!

"Boss, come for four ten yuan of rice. Do not fry the dish repeatedly. Wang Soul explained.

The dishes in the restaurant have already been fried, and there are all kinds of dishes on the cart, ranging from ten to twenty yuan, and ten yuan is naturally the worst, the smell of choking gutter oil, although the thick vegetable soup looks quite delicious, but only those who have actually eaten it can realize that it is not a thick soup at all, but the color rendered by the dilution of unwashed mud cubes.

The boss was quick with his hands and feet, and he had already cooked four meals in a while. But at this time, it was already dark, Wang Soul twisted two lunches, and was just about to start running, but was stopped by the shopkeeper: "Young man, it's about to rain, hide and leave?" ”

"No need, it hasn't thundered yet, it shouldn't be down for the time being, I'll run faster, I can go back in time."

"Then you take an umbrella and go down, so you can block it." The shopkeeper stretched out his hand and took out a dilapidated umbrella, with a few holes in the umbrella surface and a handle that had fallen off, leaving only a metal stick to support a few bone frames, which looked indescribably cold.

Wang Soul was about to refuse, the kind shopkeeper had already propped up the umbrella and put it on his shoulder, Wang Soul was holding the lunch box in both hands, and he couldn't pull it out, so he had to hold the umbrella stick with his head, and ran towards the dormitory with a thank you.

From the restaurant to the dormitory, it is not long or short, and the normal speed of a person is at least twenty minutes. So when the king's soul was halfway there, the rain fell.

Wang Soul was still grateful to the kind shopkeeper at this time, but at this time, rolling thunder had already sounded in the sky. It was clear that the storm was about to churn, and he was secretly anxious, and the speed under his feet was a little faster, but the sky did not follow people's wishes. Suddenly, his feet slipped, and the flip-flops that had followed him for many years fell apart at this time, and the drawstring at the heel had been broken in two, and it was obvious that he could no longer wear it.

Damn it! Wang Soul cursed secretly, if it weren't for such a ghost weather, his shoes would last at least a month, and then he wouldn't need to wear flip-flops, and his expenses would be able to save ten yuan intuitively.

Never mind! He simply threw off the shoe on his other foot. In this stormy weather, not many people should notice that he was not wearing shoes, he thought so, and suddenly his eyes were scarlet. A concussive sound wave that pierced through his eardrums rippled in his mind, and he suddenly lost control of his body, and the lunch box in his hand fell to the ground, and the vegetable soup and rain quickly mixed together.

What's wrong? He stubbornly innervated his nerves, wanting to lower his head to see what was happening to him, but then he felt a raw pain in his shoulder, and the broken umbrella had turned into a pitch-black metal skeleton at some point, and his neck had been burned.

The umbrella stand lost the restraint of his neck and quickly fell to the ground, and the pouring rain accompanied by rolling thunder, mixed with several lightning bolts that were close at hand, gave him the first baptism.

Just now, what happened? Struck by lightning? But why don't you have anything to do with yourself? Oops, why did the rice fall, how can I pay it now? Will they not give money?

As darkness grew in front of him, he slowly fainted.