Chapter 258: Freshman Registration 6
Hu Bowen swallowed the non-existent saliva, feeling that his throat was even drier, "Is it possible that she is playing a game?" β
The boy next to him stared at Zhao Qingyu's hands that were dancing up and down, and said, "If the game is like this, it will be strong enough." β
Another boy said, "You have time to guess here, why don't you go over and take a look." β
So the two boys looked at Hu Bowen together, and the meaning in their eyes was self-evident: hurry up and take a look.
Hu Bowen's palms were a little sweaty, rubbed his pants, got up and walked in the direction of Zhao Qingyu.
I finally met a girl who was excited, and I couldn't coax it.
Zhao Qingyu taught himself five strokes during the summer vacation, and his typing speed became faster and faster, typing nearly 2,000 words in less than half an hour, which is still the premise of occasionally changing the wording.
When Hu Bowen passed, he noticed that something was wrong, Zhao Qingyu seemed to look down while typing, and when he got closer, he noticed that it was a notebook.
"Are you practicing typing?" After he finished speaking, he realized that he hadn't said hello yet, and secretly regretted that he was a little abrupt.
Zhao Qingyu was indeed taken aback, turned his head to look back, and after finding that it was Hu Bowen, he patted his heart and said with a smile: "I thought it was who, you are also here to surf the Internet." β
"Well, I was called by my friends to play." Hu Bowen glanced at Zhao Qingyu's computer screen a few times as he spoke, "You seem to be writing?" β
Zhao Qingfeng was watching cartoons with headphones on the side, giggling with a giggle, completely unaware of the situation on his sister's side.
Zhao Qingyu glanced at his younger brother's naΓ―ve appearance, then looked up at Hu Bowen, pursed his lips and smiled: "It's a joke." β
Hu Bowen is still very curious, he loves it himself, and he has tried to write a book, but he always puts it off again and again.
"What kind of writing are you writing about?" He asked with interest.
Zhao Qingyu smiled and shook his head: "I love to watch this for girls, don't ask." β
"Hey, it's okay, I don't pick a book, I read everything." Hu Bowen made up his mind to ask, even if it was a romance, in order to chase girls, he had to watch it!
Seeing that he insisted, Zhao Qingyu still told him the name, and then pointed to the notebook in front of him: "I still have a few words left." β
Hu Bowen read the other party's voiceover: I'm going to be busy, you can go where you can cool down.
"Then you get busy first, I'll go find a friend."
"Uh-huh."
As soon as Hu Bowen turned around, he saw two people not far away squeezing at him, his face darkened, and he hurriedly walked back.
"Lao Hu, is the little girl chatting with her online dating partner?"
"Lao Hu, it's not terrible to fall out of love, brother's shoulder is for you to lean on."
Hu Bowen rolled his eyes and scolded in a low voice: ", you're all talking nonsense, my sister and I haven't gotten a word yet, what do you love." β
A boy said: "I've seen my parents, and I haven't written a word?" β
"What do you see your parents, don't talk nonsense, when the time comes, it will really make the little girl of the family hear it, and think I am something." Hu Bowen was very heartbroken, none of his two roommates were serious.
The boy said, "Elementary school girl? Is it this year's freshman? β
Hu Bowen nodded: "That's right, my electric fan was sold to her." β
The two boys glanced at each other and said with a smile: "Okay, Lao Hu, it seems that the peach blossoms can't be stopped, and selling electric fans can sell a marriage." β
Hu Bowen was speechless: "It's all said, it's not done yet, don't talk nonsense." β
A boy said: "Seeing you like this, you have the will to think about it, don't worry, which department is she from, buddy will help you cover her at school." β
"Department of Art."
The boy touched his chin and suddenly realized: "Oh, I see. β
The corners of Hu Bowen's mouth twitched: "So what's like this, do you know how many people score in the college entrance examination?" β
"How many points?"
"Liberal Arts 687 ranked 71st in the province." Hu Bowen whispered, "I haven't studied for half a year, and I'm engaged in art training." β
Two boys, you look at me, I look at you, and your jaws are dropping.
After a while, one of the boys found his voice: "Hearing you ask, I thought that maybe my grades were not bad, but I never expected that a special art student would have a higher score than me......"
Another boy muttered, "This is also a top student, why did you go to the art department?" β
Hu Bowen: "She said she liked it. β
β¦β¦ Is it so capricious.
The three boys chattered quietly around them, and when they heard Hu Bowen say that Zhao Qingyu was still writing, they hurriedly asked their names and searched together.
When they found out, the three of them were silent again.
One of them said, "That'...... Isn't this a big guy? β
"Yes, I was thinking of going to the friendship collection to support a wave."
Hu Bowen actually thought the same way at first, but now his expression is the same as that of the other two, and he said sluggishly: "It seems that we don't need our false encouragement." β
A boy glanced at him, and finally couldn't help but say, "I think now that we are the ones who need encouragement." β
All three were silent at the same time.
The freshman and elementary school girls in the art department turned out to be a hidden boss, which they never expected.
Zhao Qingyu didn't know that someone was talking about herself not far away, she was very busy, she was really busy, and she had achieved remarkable results since she entered V, and her recommendation has never been broken.
No, as soon as she went online, the editor told her that there would be a big recommendation on the homepage soon, which is something that only people with good grades have.
Zhao Qingyu reluctantly told the editor that she was about to start school and might have to go to military training, and she couldn't update it for more than a month.
When the editor sees the information, it feels like a bolt from the blue.
Edit: Isn't it?! ~οΌ This is a rare opportunity to become famous, you even want to break off??
Zhao Qingyu: But I can't help it, the training base will definitely not let me go out to surf the Internet.
Edit: Woo woo, don't do this, then you go and explain it to the readers.
Zhao Qingyu: That's the only way.
She only sent half a month's VIP chapter last month, and she had nearly 2,000 yuan in manuscript fees, and her grades this month were even better, if she could send enough full moons, plus full attendance, she might have more than 4,000 manuscript fees.
It's a pity.
She decided to post a little more in the past two days to apologize to her readers.
In three hours, she sent a large chapter of 10,000 words, and by the way, in the author's closing remarks at the end, she explained to readers why she was about to break the update.
Sure enough, as soon as it came out, it didn't take long for it to wail all over the field.
Reader A: Ahhhh
Reader B: Although I know that the author is also forced to be helpless, but even if I am really sad, I want to be short of books again.
Reader Ding: Come on author, we will definitely wait for you to come back!
Reader C: Does the author have a large group?
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Zhao Qingyu replied as much as possible, saying that he would definitely continue to update when he came back from military training to appease the people.
Actually, she was really reluctant.
Hu Bowen and the three not far away.
"See, she sent a new chapter, saying that she was going to military training and was going to break off."
"This result is great, and it is estimated that it will be affected a lot."
Hu Bowen sighed: "That's no way, the military training of freshmen is all closed management, unless the school doctor gives her a certificate that her body does not allow it." β
A boy suddenly rolled his eyes and quietly touched Hu Bowen's shoulder: "Why don't you go and tell her, when she is in military training, you can help her?" β
"......," Hu Bowen, "that's a bit unlikely." β
"It's nothing to ask."
Hu Bowen sat still because he saw that Zhao Qingyu and her brother had already gotten up, and it seemed that they were going to get off the plane and leave.
The siblings did not leave immediately after settling the account, but walked around the Internet cafΓ© and saw Hu Bowen's location.
Zhao Qingyu turned his head and whispered an explanation to Zhao Qingfeng, and then walked in the direction of Hu Bowen.
"She's coming, she's coming." The two roommates shouted quietly.
Hu Bowen really wanted to gag the two of them, but he wasn't blind!
Zhao Qingyu didn't see the interface of the three of them on the computer screen, and said to Hu Bowen with a light smile: "You're still playing, it's not early, I have to go back, goodbye." β
"Goodbye ......"
It wasn't until the backs of Zhao Qingyu and Zhao Qingfeng disappeared at the gate of the Internet cafΓ© that Hu Bowen was pushed by his roommate next to him.
A boy said, "I think that elementary school girl has a very special aura. β
Another boy said: "I also feel this way, this is probably the wayward academic domineering aura." β
Hu Bowen sighed faintly, and suddenly there was a sense of emptiness in his heart, he didn't seem to be so bad!
But soon, he smiled bitterly, he didn't climb at all, he had already put gold on himself, and it was enough.
After sitting for a while, he also stood up.
A boy said: "Old Hu? Are you going to buy a late-night snack? Bring me a chow mein. β
Another boy's eyelids twitched: "Damn, how many meals have you eaten?" Do you really want to turn yourself into a heavyweight senior? β
The boy said: "I digest well, and my stomach is already empty." β
"But you're not empty yet."
ββ¦β¦ , disgusting. β
Hu Bowen whispered, "I'm back at school." β
The boy asked curiously, "Huh? You're not going to stay with us all night? β
Hu Bowen shook his head: "No, I have to report to the company tomorrow, it's not good to be listless." β
The boy nodded and said, "That's right, you are interning in a big company this time, so you have to seize the opportunity." β
It's just that I've been in the Internet cafΓ© for a long time, and I don't want to go back to that steamer-like dormitory.
Hu Bowen went out, he didn't really go back to school, but reflexively walked into the door connected to the Internet cafΓ©.
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Zhao Qingyu returned to the hostel, tiptoeing to the bathroom to take a shower, but the light in the room was suddenly turned on, and she was unprepared to bathe in the bright light, one foot was high, and the action was very funny.
Mother Zhao was very polite: "It's almost twelve o'clock, why did you come back." β
ββ¦β¦ Mom, you haven't slept yet. Zhao Qingyu slowly lowered his feet and shrugged his somewhat sore neck and shoulders.
"What are you doing in the Internet cafΓ© every day, and you don't tell the adults." Although Zhao's mother complained, she didn't really want to get to the bottom of it, after all, Zhao Qingyu was never a child who worried them, "Hurry up and wash and sleep, the air in the Internet cafΓ© is not good, I can smell the strange smell inside when I pass by the door." β
"Hmm."
There are two days for new students to register, and the next day is also the registration time, Zhao Qingyu didn't go to school during the day, anyway, the day before with his family, he basically went to Z University.
The weather was too hot during the day, and after having breakfast in the snack street outside early in the morning, the family went to the Youth Palace and Museum in the provincial capital, and came back at noon to continue to order three dishes and one soup in the small restaurant, which were directly packaged and eaten in the hostel.
After eating, Zhao Qingyu went to the Internet cafΓ© to post it, and this time she didn't meet Hu Bowen.
After yesterday's break announcement came out, there are more messages today, but fortunately, the collection has not decreased, and most readers understand this.
Zhao Qingyu felt a little relieved, and this time she updated the 10,000-word chapter, and after the release, she selected some messages to reply as usual.
Many people want to join the book friend group, and after thinking about it, she does want to build a group, but she sadly found that building a group needs a sun, and her buckle number only has one moon......
This is due to the fact that she often hangs online during the summer vacation.
There was no way, she could only charge ten yuan, open a one-month membership, and then set up a group.
After posting the group information, it soon showed that someone had added it, Zhao Qingyu agreed with each other, and left a message quickly, and welcomed the new friends in the group, which can be described as busy.
There were a few familiar and loyal readers who joined the group, and Zhao Qingyu appointed them as administrators, and then explained that they were going offline.
The administrators said they would live up to expectations and help her manage this new readership.
When he returned to the hostel, Zhao Qingyu found that the mood of his family seemed to be a little low, and after thinking about it carefully, he also understood that he was about to start school, and they were also leaving and returning to W Town.
Zhao Qingyu asked Zhao's father: "Dad, when did you buy the train ticket?" β
"Tomorrow."
"Then I may not be able to send you tomorrow, what should I do?"
Mother Zhao patted her on the head: "We are such three people, do you want to send it?" β
Zhao Qingyu: "......"
No, that's not what she meant.
After dinner in the evening, she was going back to the school dormitory, originally she wanted to stay one more night, but Zhao's mother urged her to go: "A few of your roommates must have come, go and deal with others as soon as possible, get acquainted with them, but people who will live together for four years in the future, don't make conflicts with others, you know it's not ......."
Zhao Qingyu is gone, and if she doesn't leave, her mother will become Tang Seng.
Out of the alley, past the always crowded Z bus stop, and enter the school through the north gate.
The wide, neat asphalt road, lined with tall and dense French plane trees, follows the shade under the trees.
I will be surrounded by all kinds of people, from young and energetic students to professors with outstanding temperament.
Zhao Qingyu felt that this feeling was familiar, as if it was a fragment of a dream, and it had finally become a reality.
As she walked, she heard someone shouting her name.
Zhao Qingyu followed the voice and looked up at the opposite side, and several strange boys waved at her with their shoulders on their backs.
Well? Who are these people?
Has she become famous enough that strangers know her?
Of course, this is impossible.
Zhao Qingyu squinted his eyes and looked at it carefully, and the obvious confused expression on his face made the three boys opposite laugh.
Many people on the road looked at them.
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What the heck.
Zhao Qingyu felt like someone was playing a prank, and his first thought was to bow his head and leave.