【Chapter 67】There are no days when he is around

In the first semester of the sophomore year, the school offered a wealth of elective courses, such as marketing, monetary and financial economics; Foreign languages include Standard Japanese and Dynamic English. Elective courses are offered in the evenings at different campuses.

I no longer bother to sit in the dining room and eat with my dorm sisters in the evening. During that time, I hurriedly went to the window to buy a bun with a book in my hand almost every day, and began to run between the various campuses with it in my hand.

I fill my spare time with a full schedule.

During this period, there are also some social practice training: computer assembly, metalworking practice, social practice, and circuit experiment.

These practical courses have given me a more delicate experience and deep understanding of the entire physical world.

That year, I also took the Mandarin test and successfully obtained a first-class grade. Compared to myself who couldn't speak Mandarin well when I first entered university, I was more confident than ever.

That year, I thought that my height would stop at 163 in the third year of high school, but when I passed by the door of the pharmacy, I suddenly found that my weight had not changed, but my height had grown by 2cm.

I'm afraid to be idle. I will miss Huaming when I am free. You think about the gap between us. So in order to concentrate more, I try not to think too much and keep myself busy to the point of getting carried away.

In my busy studies, I have received several love letters from my classmates. After all, we were all young at that time.

But because of Zhang Zijun's incident in my freshman year, the scar that Zhang Zijun branded in my heart still has palpitations in my heart. So, I started to take every letter I received seriously.

I will reply to every letter very seriously and honestly. In the letter, I was blunt, and I told them that I had someone to whom I had been entrusted with my life. He is very good, and I hope that everyone can also work hard to be an excellent boy, and have the opportunity to meet even better girls in the future.

Thankfully, after rejecting them, they were still honest with me and smiling back. Boys like Zhang Zijun's bad sex are still a minority.

The computer major itself is a wide-ranging major, and some students often sigh: "The computer major should have an extra year of courses like the medical school." In fact, there is a lot of content in computers, and it will definitely not be able to be eaten through a four-year undergraduate..."

So even though I had already started my major early in my freshman year, I wanted to learn more and more as the courses deepened and the various operating systems and programming languages on the market emerged.

During that time, online games and web games began to become popular on college campuses. The Internet café next to the campus, whether it is the door or the wall, is covered with wallpaper posters wrapped in Zhuxian, CS, and Warcraft. Many boys don't sleep and fail their courses repeatedly.

Since the sophomore year, in our class, the boys who really take their homework seriously talk about counting.

At that time, what made me want to cry without tears was that my homework such as computer reports and experiment reports suddenly became a model for the whole class to plagiarize.

Therefore, teachers often complain in class: "You are all getting worse and worse!" Except for the different handwriting, the rest of the content is exactly the same! Plagiarism also has to be careful, can we not be exactly the same? Can you change one or two words?! Some students who have excellent academic points, what do you want me to say about you? I won't name names, and your homework will be tighter for me in the future! Be careful, next time I'll give you all credits! ”

The teacher scanned the class knowingly, and finally his eyes always stopped at me, and he shook his head helplessly. At that time, I was often so scared that I sat upright.

The teacher announced this for us, but there were still some students who came to me to borrow homework.

When they begged me, they were so careful. At that time, although I was soft-hearted, I didn't want to hurt them, and I also had an iron heart and sincerely persuaded them: "Even if you get more satisfaction in the virtual world, but in real life, you are still disappointed and failed, then you are still a loser

。 After a short period of pleasure, it must be sadness, after pleasure, it is destined to be anxious, what is the meaning of that false moment of pleasure in life? I want you all to have what you really want for a long time, something tangible. ”

However, there was still a boy who had hung up a few subjects in a row to beg me, and I saw that he looked anxious and remorseful, and I couldn't bear to borrow him for a while. At the same time, he also warned him to read it carefully first, understand what I wrote, and add his own understanding, and then write it silently, not word for word, if you find it, you won't borrow it next time.

On the night of Christmas Eve in my sophomore year, the boy suddenly ran to the front of our dorm building and shouted my name downstairs, saying that he was waiting for me downstairs and had a gift for me.

I was on the 4th floor and I heard shouts outside the window and was a little panicked. I hurriedly ran downstairs and told him that next time I could stop being so loud and let my classmates bring it to me. I frowned and took my lab report for fear of being bumped into by my classmates and turned my head to withdraw, but he grabbed my arm, stuffed a bag of red snake fruit into my hand, and said to me: Happy Christmas Eve.

I turned my head in surprise.

He stammered: "Zijun, tomorrow Christmas, happy Christmas Eve, this is the apple I gave you, thank you for helping me with my homework, a little heart, you must take it well." ”

He handed it to me, and he ran away before me with a flushed face.

I was holding the report, taking the apple, and it was kind of funny.

When I got back to the dormitory, I realized that he had a large piece of Godiva in his report.

In 2000, there was a movie called "Love Chocolate", and with the popularity of the plot all over the world, chocolate and love seemed to be hooked inextricably.

Seeing the chocolate in my report, Tiantian and Shuanghua in the dormitory coaxed one after another.

I explained: don't think about it, I wanted to eat chocolate, and I didn't bother to go downstairs to buy it, so I asked him to piggyback on it.

I took it apart on the spot and gave it to them. That night, I secretly asked Tian Tian to help me deliver a letter.

"Inside was the money for the chocolates, thank you for the chocolates you carry, they were sweet and I shared them with the sisters in the dorm. In addition, next time I am not going to borrow my report, you have to rely on your own efforts. Four years of college, almost halfway through, I hope to wait for the day when you go to society - no wall, no effort, no regrets. ”

Sure enough, the boy never asked me to borrow homework again, and I bumped into him a few times, and he often showed up in the computer room with a red face in embarrassment.

Occasionally, we would nod our heads in greeting.

At that time, I was very shy and immature, and I felt that my college years were actually really simple and simple.

As the sophomore winter vacation exam approached, the sisters in the dormitory were also as busy as me, and we agreed to get up at 6 o'clock every morning, and everyone took soy milk to occupy a seat early, and began to study nervously before the exam.

On the night after the exam, everyone had a long sleeper meeting.

Looking back on the past year, the heavy snow in 2008 is still so clear in front of my eyes, and that Chinese New Year's Eve is still in my mind as it was yesterday, but it is about to usher in the Spring Festival of my sophomore year.

Just like last year, Hua Zheng texted me as soon as the exam was over and asked me if I was going back to my hometown during the winter vacation. I was walking alone in a daze, and before I could figure out how to formally reply to him, I found him waiting for me in front of our dormitory building.

He greeted me from afar and said with a smile: "Do you want to stay and spend the New Year in Luoyang with my family this year?" I don't want to hear the answer to the deception this time. ”