(a)

Chang Xia's hardcore ally, the glasses lawyer, felt that he was a good man at that time. Thick eyebrows, a bright square face, thin, very clean clothes; When wearing a black trench coat, he is also considered handsome.

It comes from a small heavy industrial city and is also an important transportation hub.

Chang Xia went to that city on a business trip, and the sky on Yandi Square was very clear. In that city, he was rated as an "excellent lawyer" every year, but which string in his dream made him uneasy, and also made him retreat and become a "stowaway" on campus.

"Let's go out to dinner!" Hundreds of heads were quietly stuffed in the book, and it was inconvenient to speak, Chang Xia wrote on scratch paper and pushed it to the lawyer.

"Okay." The lawyer put down the book, and the two walked out together.

A girl on the opposite side quietly pushed the person next to her: "Are they a couple?" ”

Some of the male "stowaways" had a layer of chalk-gray dandruff on their shoulders, which was simply "falling in the rain", and Lawyer Huang's clothes were fresh and clean on the shoulders; The color of some of the male "stowaways" has been altered by the heavy, unwashed wet ash that has not been washed for many days, while the gray layer on Mr. Huang's pants has no right to speak, and it is clean, like freshly washed grass.

And Chang Xia's clothes are also quite elegant, in that environment, the two are like a pair of "wall people" of the fairy school in martial arts novels.

The "glasses lawyer" is quite proud: with beautiful women. Chang Xia slowly drank the cold boiled water in the transparent plastic cup, sipped his lips and smiled.

The fast-food restaurants on campus are forever in a mess, and the floor is covered with low-quality toilet paper that wipes tables and mouths, and is dirty and dark white. Lawyer Huang carefully wiped the greasy tabletop.

"Do you think it's worth it?" Chang Xia throws this question.

"What's not worth it? I've been working hard for many years, and I have to make this wish come true. The lawyer finally finished wiping down the table, holding the toilet paper with two fingers, thinking about where to throw it.

"Sometimes it's really scary, but the people who used to travel with me are still walking forward. And I retreated, leaving in a corner. Chang Xia put down the cup, the wall of the cup was soft and crooked, as if it was about to be poured.

The girls who used to be together wore the smiles of white wedding dresses.

One of her former subordinates has now jumped to one of the top foreign companies in the industry, with a high salary that they would envy even after graduating from graduate school. And that foreign company, when she was in office, someone had already thrown an "olive branch" to her, and she went to talk about it once, and they talked very happily.

"Well, don't talk about it. Those lawyer colleagues of mine, who are not buying houses and cars! We're still in poverty here. Lawyer Huang still decided to leave the toilet paper at the table, the floor was already glued, and if you step on it, you will run with the soles of your feet. The oil-stained paper grinned at them.

"Aren't you uncomfortable watching them buy a house and a car?"

"How can you not feel a little bit!"

A man's ego ———— the sticky liquid in his heart needs to be revealed through the possession of other things. The sturdy shape of the house, the swiftness and bravery of the car, all make the man's outward possession shine.

However, they are still working as "stowaways" on campus. The two were speechless for a while, and began to eat fast food.

(b)

Chang Xia doesn't know how A-Ying grabbed the position? Presumably caught in the middle of the surging crowd, at the risk of being trampled into meat sauce. When I go back tonight, if I touch her, I'll have to ask her.

"Wake up earlier than the chickens and eat more than the pigs." At dinner in the evening, A-Ying said.

Chang Xia couldn't help but chuckle, but she suddenly stopped because she saw the half-small plate of leftovers on A-Ying's table.

"There are a lot of dishes, I can't finish them." A-Ying explained. Chang Xia thought she might save it for the second meal.

Look at Ah Ying's face, like a wrinkled and dry leaf. Killing one's youth and choosing a piece of academic content to load, is it a willing wish or a kind of persecution? Or is it the only option?

Chang Xiafu looked at A-Ying's dry face, originally, this face had good facial features, but now, is it worth it to mash his youth and use it to stick these books?

Most of the "stowaways" ate a three-yuan boxed lunch, and bowls of sallow-yellow rice were sickly and sickly, but they could not fill their hungry and tired stomachs.

A-Ying's lunch box is served from the first floor. That is, from the stone stairs below, there is a place where the dark "wine flag" floats.

The landlord built two low houses in the courtyard and rented them to the bento sellers. It looks like a low farmhouse courtyard, decorated with a sad darkness. Rows of small baskets contain meat and vegetables chopped like ants.

It feels like a lot to fry and put on a plate, but after a few chopsticks, I can't hold anything.

The big wok seemed to have just rolled through the pile. Smoke rises along the walls, creating a greasy dark trail that crawls gracefully across the walls.

The face of the middle-aged man who fried the boxed lunch had been re-dyed by the oil smoke for a long time, and his complexion was like oil residue sinking at the bottom of the pot. He grabbed the placket on his chest to wipe his sweat, picked up the rag on the table to wipe it black, and poured the pot of water to the ground. The surrounding area was covered with smoky oil, and the viscous pus and dirt were black, so that the outsiders who walked in carefully picked up their toes.

(c)

That morning, when Chang Xia went to the basement, he found a stranger sitting in the place of the glasses barrister. Scanning the entire basement, I realized that he was somehow absent.

Chang Xia's brother-in-law suffered. Seeing that she was holding a heavy book in both hands, her eyes were like iron hooks in the deep water, but unfortunately she couldn't find a place.

"Dian Chang" pointed to a spot where the book was placed, "You sit down!" He said. Chang Xia is grateful.

Nowadays, many college students are a little disdainful of what the teacher says in class, and they also ignore the knowledge taught in the formal textbooks, which is a bit like Proust in "Reminiscences", because he lived mostly in Paris in his childhood and went to the Champs-Ésées to play since he was a child, so in his eyes, the world-famous Champs-Élysées is not as attractive as the country roads.

Chang Xia didn't go to college, so he was thirsty for knowledge in college. Seeing that the "chief" seemed to have a lot of tricks to learn, he invited the "chief" to dinner, and was not afraid of being misunderstood as a "little bee" who pursued the "king of honey".

is still in the fast food restaurant on campus, and there are only a few pieces of fish on that plate, which clearly expresses the economic theory of "scarcity is expensive". It's just that the oil and water are more abundant than in the canteen, and the oil tanks on the ocean are seeping water, and the oil spreads to the entire coastline - the entire bowl.

But none of this affected their conversation, the chat time was too precious, everyone was bored reading books on weekdays, and their voices were almost hoarse.

On weekdays, he works as a bitter monk in the library. Those books engulfed Chang Xia's thoughts like a black hole, and the whole of them became the alienated insects of the books.

Therefore, the opportunity to speak is like an airplane sliding down the runway, gushing and talking, and flies in your ears. The propeller turned, and the words floated in the air like a huge thing. Chang Xia smiled and listened.