The first day of the squad leader's work was spent unpretentiously in a hot day.

During the period, in addition to chatting with counselors and boys, it was to reply to messages, and after receiving the news, Hu Bowen chatted with Zhao Qingyu with great interest.

The lunch at noon was invited by the counselor, and it can be regarded as a free lunch.

At half past five in the afternoon, the work was over, and the counselor and the boy moved the rest of the things to the warehouse material room, so that Zhao Qingyu could go back early.

Zhao Qingyu walked back quickly, bought a fried rice and water and brought it back to the dormitory to eat when he passed by the cafeteria.

The other three in the dormitory were not there, and it was supposed to be time to eat.

Zhao Qingyu was so hot that he didn't have time to hit the hot water, so he took a shower with cold water and changed into clean clothes.

Dirty clothes and military training clothes, she washed them by hand and hung them on the balcony.

In addition to her clothes, there are now three sets of identical military training clothes on the balcony, but fortunately, everyone's hangers are different, otherwise it would be really difficult to distinguish them.

According to the counselor, the military training will not be carried out until the official start of the sophomore and junior years on September 5, which means that she is still free and comfortable these days.

Zhao Qingyu was very happy and called his parents, who were already on the return train.

Hearing that Zhao Qingyu became the class leader, Zhao's father and Zhao's mother smiled from ear to ear, and they all asked her to work hard and strive to set a good example for teachers and classmates.

Alas, such a positive scene can only be said by parents and adults so sincerely.

Zhao Qingyu naturally accepted it, saying that he would work hard and live up to expectations.

Put away the phone, Hu Bowen's text messages on the mobile phone came again, and there were five in a row.

Zhao Qingyu didn't tell him about being a squad leader, but simply mentioned working with the counselor during the day.

Hu Bowen began to cheer and encourage her, saying that the counselor was optimistic about her performance, and kept shouting at her, asking her if she was used to college life, whether she was used to eating in the cafeteria, and so on.

Alas, this is not yet the official start of school, how can she get used to it.

And if you can't see that Hu Bowen has thoughts about her now, then she has lived for more than 30 years in vain.

Zhao Qingyu didn't want to delay the time of this good young man, but they didn't say anything, and she couldn't tell Hu Bowen directly, I'm sorry it's impossible between us.

It's small that someone's soul is hurt like this, what if she really misunderstood! That's a big deal.

So, she began to treat Hu Bowen as cold as possible, and she turned a blind eye to the latter's cold greetings, just saying that she might be busy and didn't have time to reply to messages.

She is really going to be busy, and the premise of writing is that there must be a computer and a network, and now the computer is available, but there is no network.

The roommates haven't come back yet, she went downstairs to the dormitory manager aunt to ask where she can open an account and pay the Internet fee, and the aunt's eyes were clearly saying: It's just that the school has started, and some people can't stay up.

However, Zhao Qingyu ignored it very calmly.

After all, the aunt was still very enthusiastic and told her that she could go to the information center building near the old dormitory area.

Zhao Qingyu only passed by there once when she visited the campus a few days ago, and she still had a map in her hand, even if she didn't have a map, she could vaguely remember how she got there.

In the evening, many students who went out for a walk, played ball, or read a book after dinner, most of them were freshmen, and some were old students who stayed in school during the summer vacation.

Zhao Qingyu didn't have the leisure to walk slowly and look slowly, she walked with the wind all the way, quickly opened an account and called the Internet fee, and then returned to the dormitory like a race.

When they came back, several girls happened to come back, each of them carried a bottle of hot water in their hands, and after seeing Zhao Qingyu, several people greeted each other and entered the bedroom together.

As soon as Zhao Qingyu sat down, she turned on the fan, and she felt that there was another thin layer of sweat behind her back, and this bath was considered a white wash.

After fanning the wind for a while, it was much cooler, and then she got up and started to flip the computer.

Li Wanyue had already entered the bathroom and started to take a shower, and the rest of Liao Ling and Zhuo Binbin were still chatting outside.

When they saw Zhao Qingyu carefully moving the computer out of the cabinet, the two looked at each other and couldn't help but widen their eyes.

"Wow, squad leader, you brought the computer." Zhuo Binbin came over exaggeratedly, to be honest, except for the computer class she studied in high school, she hadn't touched a computer yet.

Zhao Qingyu smiled and didn't speak.

Get the computer right.,Then take the four-meter-long network cable that you bought with money in the information center.,After installing it yourself, try it out.,The speed is OK.,It's not as stuck as I imagined.,Probably because it hasn't officially started school yet.。

After getting it done, Zhao Qingyu opened the writer's backend webpage and began to type the written one, this time, she first used the WORD document to edit, and then copied and pasted it after typing.

Zhuo Binbin was watching her fiddle with interest, thinking that they would watch TV or something together after they got it right, but they saw Zhao Qingyu start typing 1510.

She asked curiously next to her, "Class leader, are you practicing typing?" ”

Zhao Qingyu nodded: "Almost." ”

"Do you use five strokes?"

"Yes."

"It's so amazing, I won't ......"

Zhao Qingyu: "......"

Such an exaggerated compliment made Zhao Qingyu a little embarrassed, although she felt that the other party might think so sincerely.

After chatting for a while, Zhuo Binbin was tired of typing, and just as Li Wanyue came out of the shower, she went into the bathroom with her basin.

However, Liao Ling came over and asked a few questions about computers, because she also wanted to buy computers, but she didn't know much about them.

Zhao Qingyu thought for a while and said, "I asked a senior in the computer department of the school to help suggest it, but now that senior has gone to the internship, there should be no time." ”

"Oh, what brand are you buying?" Liao Ling glanced at Zhao Qingyu's computer and felt quite good.

Zhao Qingyu laughed: "I bought the parts to assemble it." ”

Liao Ling's eyes widened slightly, and she was surprised: "Is the assembly easy to use?" ”

"It's easy to use, find someone who understands it to help you see, the same price with a computer with a much better performance than the whole machine."

So, Liao Ling was also moved, and began to think about one day looking for a senior who was willing to help her assemble a computer on the campus network.

Li Wanyue saw Zhao Qingyu's computer, and she was also very envious: "I asked my dad when he would buy me a computer before school started, and he said that he would buy me a ...... when I got the scholarship for this semester."

She sighed faintly: "I think this is probably the highest level of rejection, if a scumbag like me can get a scholarship, there will probably be no one in the school." ”

Liao Ling comforted: "It's okay, I heard that our school has a library and a computer room, and you can go to the Internet." ”

Of course, Zhao Qingyu also knows this, but for a person who wants to write at any time, the computer room is still not very convenient.

She typed quickly, 3,000 words in less than an hour, and proofread it.

Copy and paste it to the backstage, just think of a name, but this time, Zhao Qingyu once again left a large paragraph in the writer's statement.

Well...... A little awkward is what's going on.

Last time, I said that I was going to break off, and I was deeply affectionate, but it turned out to be an oolong.

When the article was released, Zhao Qingyu couldn't bear to look at it directly, and hesitated for nearly half a minute before finally clicking on it.

After she published the article, she suddenly realized that she had forgotten to log in and didn't know what the situation of her group was now, so she quickly clicked on the login.

Good guy, in just one day, her readership of 500 people is already full, and the administrators in the group are still discussing the issue of opening two and three groups.

Zhao Qingyu didn't dare to speak, she specially chose to log in stealth when she landed on the buckle, and after coming up, she silently peeked at the screen.

Sure enough, within two minutes of her update, someone in the group found out about her new author.

Reader 1: Look, look, look! It's been greatly updated, and it is said that it will not be broken!

Reader 2: Is it really fake?!

Reader 3: Really, truer than pearls! She said that she bought a computer and could take the time to update it every day!

Zhao Qingyu felt that he was really witty, fortunately, he just said that he had no time to update his military training, and he didn't say stupid things like what base he was going to, but now he only needs to use the reason of buying a computer to justify himself.

As a result, a group of simple girls were immediately moved by Zhao Qingyu's determination not to break off, and they all expressed that they would support it to the end.

Zhao Qingyu hid behind the screen, secretly poking and poking at herself, feeling a little bad, but this was not her intention.

The group was lively, some people were happier for constantly changing, and some people lamented that because of the continuous change, there were only 3,000 words to read every day.

Well, 3,000 words is already very good, especially when it comes to military training in the future.

However, Zhao Qingyu did not stop, she already has her own computer, she can continue to type down the rest and store it in the computer, and it will be very convenient to publish it when the time comes.

Especially during military training, if you are very tired, you can also save the manuscript.

After the other three girls in the dormitory all took a bath, they discussed going out for a walk together, Zhao Qingyu glanced at the time, half past eight in the evening, so he also went out for a walk together.

This is just the beginning, and it's best to have a good relationship with your roommates first.

She's not in a hurry, anyway, it's already been sent today, and it's too late to write the rest back.

Outside, at night, the streetlights on the side of the road and the light in the buildings light up this youthful and energetic campus.

There are a lot of people who go out for a walk and shopping at night, after all, most of the freshmen have no Internet or computer, and now they go to bed too early, so they go out together for a walk, take a turn, and get familiar with the campus.

The night breeze is cool and comfortable on the freshly bathed skin.

Zhao Qingyu and the others walked slowly, and then unconsciously turned to the school's supermarket......

So, everyone bought a big bag of snacks and fruits and came back.

As soon as he arrived in the dormitory, before Zhao Qingyu could sit down and wash an apple, his mobile phone rang.

The counselor called and asked her to choose a dormitory director from each of the girls' dormitories and give him the list by ten o'clock.

Zhao Qingyu stared at the computer screen he had just turned on, and suddenly had an urge to step down.

It seems that wanting to gain something may well mean losing something.

Three minutes later, Zhao Qingyu resigned himself to his fate and took out a small notebook and a pen, and went out to inquire about the situation door to door.

The counselor had already told her on the phone that rooms 505 to 512 were all girls in their class.

Not to mention their dormitory, as soon as the news came out, the other three people in the dormitory unanimously elected her as the head of the dormitory.

Quan Duo didn't press herself, she was the class leader anyway, and she didn't care about the name of another dormitory head, so she wrote her name on the first line.

Next, she must be going to the nearest 506, just opposite, their bedroom is an even row, an odd row, face to face.

The opposite door was also open, and there were three girls chatting inside, Zhao Qingyu knocked on the door at the door, and all three of them looked at her.

Someone recognized her as the newly appointed class leader of the counselor today, and hurriedly asked her softly what was the matter.

Zhao Qingyu shook the small notebook in his hand, and said with a smile: "The teacher asked me to register the head of each dormitory, may I ask which of you wants to be the head of the dormitory?" ”

The three girls all pointed in the direction of the bathroom, Zhao Qingyu listened carefully, there was a faint sound of gurgling water in the bathroom, and it seemed that there was another one inside.

Zhao Qingyu understood, walked over with a smile, walked at the door and knocked on the door, and asked, "May I ask this classmate inside, do you intend to be the head of the dormitory?" ”

"She's willing, she's willing!"

"Huh??" The people in the bathroom looked confused.

Zhao Qingyu was a little worried, and said, "Then you can discuss it first, and I'll ask before ten o'clock." ”

The rest is quite smooth, probably today Zhao Qingyu and the counselor stayed in the stadium for a day, many freshmen in addition to the roommates in the same dormitory, other students are most familiar with Zhao Qingyu.

After collecting the list of other dormitory chiefs, Zhao Qingyu returned to room 506, this time without her opening, the girl who was in the bathroom before took the initiative to report her name.

The task this time was very simple, Zhao Qingyu completed the task twenty minutes ahead of schedule, she asked the counselor what the deduction number was, and the opposite side quickly threw a number over and added it to be displayed online.

The counselor was surprised: you are online? Wouldn't you be in an off-campus Internet café right now? It's not good to be a new person in the class.

Zhao Qingyu: ...... I'm in my dorm.

The counselor was silent, the computer was really positively bought.

Zhao Qingyu really wanted to take a picture with her mobile phone and send it to him, but unfortunately her mobile phone did not allow this kind of operation.

After all, the current mobile phone can't even be logged in, if you really want to transmit it, it's not impossible, you can use a data cable, but Zhao Qingyu feels that with the clarity of her mobile phone, it is still a little difficult to make the handwriting on the book visible.

Anyway, there were not a few words, so Zhao Qingyu typed the words down and sent them over.

After finishing the work, there is still an hour before the lights out time, but the lights out time is only set by themselves, and the school has not officially started yet, and the dormitory will not really turn off the power and lights.

And even if the power is off, only the headlights will go out, and the electricity is still there, otherwise it will not be hot to death in this long night.

Zhao Qingyu hurriedly typed three thousand words below, replied to some messages, and then went to bed to rest.

It was exactly eleven o'clock, and the other three were still chatting in bed, until a long time after the lights went out, and everyone yawned one after another.

The dormitory gradually fell silent, and then before you knew it, only the faint sound of snoring was continuous.

There was still nothing to do in the next few days, and Zhao Qingyu had nothing else to do except occasionally issue the counselor's rules.

Every day is to write and visit the campus with new roommates, and the small life is quite comfortable until the official start of school.