What the hell is this place!

Shujie stood alone in front of a wide black fence gate, dragging a huge wheeled suitcase in his hand, carrying a bulging green backpack on his shoulder, and his chin dropped to the ground.

Where is the cultural pure land in the city?

Where is the prosperous Drum Tower?

After ten years of cold windows, Shujie was admitted to Jingnan University, which is known as the third largest university in the country. When he filled in the application, the most attractive thing on the admissions materials was the towering tower of the North Park covered with rattans. For some reason, Shujie always thought that the school was located in the Gulou District in the center of the city, so that now he is at a loss.

School is still three days away. Shujie dangled in the green car for two nights and a day, and arrived at the Pujiang Railway Station in Jingnan City early this morning. After getting off the bus, he followed the instructions on the notice, reversed the bus twice, and tossed for more than an hour before arriving at a place called Taishan New Village. But this Taishan New Village is not a village in front of Buba, and there is a highway next to it, and there is no shadow of a school at all.

"University!" A car mechanic pointed to a house far away across the road and said to Shujie: "In the high-tech zone." After the highway, you go west, then north, to the end. "Shujie is a native of Chengdu, and since he was a child, he only knows the front and back, and he is confused about the east, west, north and south.

"Your luggage is too big, and the motorcycle won't take you." The addition of the car mechanic is even worse.

In desperation, Shujie dragged his luggage across the highway and walked into the so-called high-tech zone. There are several factories sparsely standing in the high-tech zone, and there are no pedestrians in sight on the road. After walking for a long time, Shujie found the Pujiang campus of Jingnan University in the far north. The gatehouses on both sides of the gate are inlaid with dark red tiles, and a black sliding fence gate in the middle looks particularly mysterious against the backdrop of barren mountains and mountains.

Coming to the wrong place? Seeing that there were neither shops nor houses around, Shujie was puzzled: this... Is this the prestigious school I got into?

Suddenly, a thick northern accent sounded in Shujie's ears: "Little classmate, come here." He looked up and saw a middle-aged man with a long face standing on the edge of the gatehouse, waving to him. Next to the man stood a boy in a white T-shirt. The boy was dark-skinned, with a tiger's back and a slightly arched biceps.

"Oh." Shujie answered, and then dragged his luggage to the man's side.

"Little classmate, you're early, and the bus to pick up the new students hasn't left yet." The man said.

"Teacher, what should I do?" Shujie hurriedly asked.

"I'm not a teacher for new students." The man squinted and replied, "I'm here to send my son to school, too." ”

Shujie looked at the boy next to the man, and the two were indeed very similar. The boy's chin was a little caught, and there was a strange black mole at the corner of his mouth. His head was slightly raised, and he looked like he was not to be messed with, but his body was like a kitten snuggling up to his father, without saying a word.

"You show the acceptance letter to the doorman. He will take you to the new student registration office after checking. With that, the man walked through the gate with his son and disappeared into the empty campus.

After some more tossing, Shujie finally finished registering, and the counselor who picked up the new students handed him a check-in slip. Shujie saw that the male students in the Department of Chemistry all lived in dormitory building No. 5, and he was arranged in dormitory 606. What a coincidence! Because Shujie's college entrance examination score happened to be 606, and his birthday happened to be in May.

He followed the map and soon found the No. 5 dormitory.

"606, here's your portkey." The aunt in the communication room put a cross on a form and said, "There are four people in each room here." Beds are available on a first-come, first-served basis. ”

Hmph, hum, Shujie finally climbed to the sixth floor. Exhausted, he put his backpack on the wheeled suitcase, followed the signs on the aisle wall, and began to push to the right.

603，604，605… 606, it's here!

The door was hidden. Shujie stretched out his hand and gave it a gentle push.

The door opened, and the 'Di Baotian' from before was standing by the bed by the window in the bedroom, shaking the bed frame vigorously. And his dad was holding a big broom and cleaning.

It turns out that this guy is also from the chemistry department. Shujie knew that the boy was not good at words, so he had to stiffen his head and say hello: "Hello... Which bed do you have? ”

"Dapeng sleeps on the outside." Without waiting for Dapeng to speak, his father hurriedly replied.

"Bed 3?"

"No, Roc sleeps on the bunk." Dapeng's father smiled heartily: "Lest you get down and fall your ass-"

"Dad!" Dapeng angrily interrupted his father's words: "My name is Dapeng, I... I like to sleep in the lower bunk. ”

"Oh, then I'll want the top bunk No. 3." Shujie replied: "My surname is Hu, call me Shujie." ”

"Hmm." Dapeng immediately reverted to being concise and to the point. And Shujie really couldn't find anything to say, so he had to bow his head and silently pack his luggage. On that day, Dapeng's father spent the night in an empty bed in the dormitory. Although Shujie was tired of traveling, he was still woken up in the middle of the night by the snoring of Dapeng's father.

In the incessant snoring, Shujie couldn't fall back asleep. The next morning, his eyes managed to top two black circles. After breakfast, Dapeng's father left for Henan. His back had just disappeared, and the boy who had not smiled yesterday had suddenly disappeared without a trace.

"You know what?" Dapeng took the initiative to say: "My father is also a teacher. As soon as he sent me over, he had to hurry back to the school to pick up his own freshmen. ”

"What?" Shujie couldn't understand what Dapeng was saying.

"Teacher's College, Anyang Teacher's College."

"Anyang Normal School?"

"Yes, Anyang Normal College." Dapeng was surprised: "You don't even know this? ”

"Oh, Anyang." Shujie replied: "Is it the Anyang of Anyang Yinxu?" But he was secretly thinking in his heart: Anyang Normal College is not Peking University Tsinghua University, as if everyone should know.

"Yes, yes!" At the mention of Yinxu, Dapeng immediately became excited: "Where are you from?" ”

"Sichuanese."

"Sichuan, I guessed it a long time ago."

"How did you guess?"

"Because," Dapeng pretended to come up mysteriously: "Because you are like a panda, haha......"

"Hehe..."It took Shujie a few seconds to understand that Dapeng was talking about his dark circles, and he could only laugh helplessly.

It was fast to noon. The two returned to the dormitory after eating in the cafeteria and found that 606 had another roommate. The new roommate was of medium height, wearing thin-rimmed gold-rimmed glasses, curly hair slightly yellow, little luggage, and a strangely shaped black box at the head of the bed. "My name is Yao Jun, the medicine of Chinese medicine, the Jun of a thousand shots." As soon as you open your mouth, you will have a thick tongue curl.

I have never heard of the surname 'medicine' when I am so old, Shujie thought to himself: going out is to gain knowledge.

"Have you seen the advertisement for Blue Sky Six Musting?" Dapeng asked Shujie quietly.

"The toothpaste?" Shujie seems to be a little impressed.

"That's it." Dapeng grinned: "Yaojun! You Tianjin people. ”

"That's right." Yao Jun took out the black box and put the guitar on the bed: "What's the matter?" ”

"Shall you have a section of that?"

"Which one?"

"That's delicious." Dapeng proposed: "Come, let's play a double reed." ”

Yao Jun couldn't resist Dapeng, so he had to agree. So, Dapeng walked to the window and grabbed a towel from the wire where the clothes were drying. He shook his hand, put the towel on his shoulder, and then walked towards Shujie in a waking way, mouthing and mouthing at the same time. At the same time, Yao Jun's voice sounded next to him: "My teeth are all thanks to the blessing of the blue sky and the six must be cured, and there is no problem at all." Good teeth, hey, good appetite, good body, good food. You see..."

Before the double reed was finished, the three of them laughed and rolled over the bed, unable to get up for half a day.

Chirping! The door to the dormitory was suddenly pushed open. Shujie raised his eyes and saw that there was a group of people crowded outside 606, old and young, carrying large bags and small bags. Shujie didn't expect such a big battle in this dormitory building, so he quickly sat up.

At this time, a middle-aged man who looked like a cadre walked into the dormitory and opened his mouth to ask, "Little comrade! Which bed is still empty? ”

Homosexuals? No one has ever called Shujie like that. He quickly pursed his lips and pointed to the top bunk in the back.

"Zhang Ed, come in." The cadre shouted out of the house. As soon as he finished speaking, a boy in a white shirt walked into the dormitory surrounded by everyone. He was tall and lanky, with dark skin and neat short hair. And his seven aunts and eight aunts kept putting things on his bed, and after a while, they were all piled up. They then surrounded Ed, and Zuo told him again, saying the same thing over and over again, and even Shujie was tired of listening to it. At this time, Shujie suddenly saw a look from Dapeng.

For a while, Shujie understood by heart. As soon as he got up and was about to go out with Dapeng to hide, a middle-aged woman with a kind face came straight to Shujie, stuffed a plastic bag into his hand, and said, "Come on, little comrade." It's our specialty, try it! She then stuffed Dapeng and Yaojun with a packet each.

Shujie looked down and saw that the exquisite packaging was printed with three seal characters: kraft candy, and there was a line of small words below: Yangzhou specialty. Shujie took this sudden gift and muttered, "Auntie, this I..."

"You're welcome, little comrade." The aunt reached out and pressed the kraft candy into Shujie's hand, and insisted, "You will be our classmates in the future." He hasn't been far away, please take more photos-"

"Mom, don't talk about it. Go back! Before she could finish her sentence, Ed jumped over and looked embarrassed.

"Good! Good! Good! Let's go. The cadre grabbed Ed's mother: "If you keep talking, your mother will cry again." Little comrade, you have to help each other in the future. ”

"Yes, don't worry!" The three of them hurriedly responded.

"Our house is not far away, we must come and play." Ed's father left a polite invitation and left the room with his relatives. Within a few seconds, a woman's cry suddenly came from the hallway, drifting farther and farther away.

"My goodness!" Ednu said, "Finally gone." I'm sorry, guys. ”

At this moment, the other three people in 606 looked at each other, not knowing how to answer. Ed, on the other hand, glanced around the dorm room. Suddenly, he grabbed the broom in the corner of the door and began to clean.

Didn't Dapeng's father clean it yesterday? At that time, Shujie's heart was full of incomprehension.

It's been almost two years since Ed went abroad. Does he have a girlfriend? Is his room still spotless? Shujie closed the graduation guest book and secretly decided to visit Eddard School on Thanksgiving. At this time, Shujie noticed that the music in the headphones had long since stopped. He picked up the Walkman, flipped the tape over, and thought to himself: as soon as he got the scholarship, he would buy an Aihua that could turn over automatically.

The cabin of the Boeing 747 was dark, and the passengers around it were either sleeping or watching a Hong Kong movie on the big screen in front of them. But Shujie didn't want to watch a movie or sleep. He squinted his eyes and glanced at the window, the beautiful woman put on an eyepatch again, and a small red light flashed under the pullover headphones, I don't know if she was asleep.

Teacher Han said that the best way to adjust jet lag is to force yourself to sleep. Shujie threw away the red treasure book after taking the third GRE. But the words I heard from the New West were engraved in my mind, and I couldn't erase them even if I wanted to. Shujie knew that he should sleep at the moment, but he couldn't sleep at all.

Let's listen to the song! Maybe listening to a song will help me fall asleep. Shujie closed his eyes and pressed the play button on the Walkman.

"Brother who sleeps on my top bunk

"You are silent

"Those questions you used to ask me

"No one asks anymore

"Give it to me..."

The old wolf's deep voice welled up in the headphones. With simple lyrics and a sad tune, this familiar melody gently hits the softest place in Shujie's heart, and memories come back to his heart. Back then, Gao Xiaosong's song "The Brother Who Sleeps on My Top Bunk" was the favorite song of the 606 dormitory. In that era when campus folk songs were all the rage, every student would hum a few words. Shujie loves to sing, but unfortunately he doesn't know the rhythm. But as soon as he had time, he pestered Yao Jun to learn the guitar, and he learned the song by rote.

Shujie still remembers that sophomore night. As soon as the lights went out, he and Yao Jun began to play and sing on the balcony. First Roc and Eddard, then 605, 607, one bedroom after another joined the chorus. Soon, the boys of the entire Building 5 appeared on the balcony, singing this popular song, thinking about the gentle girl in the future.

It's a pity that no one had a girlfriend at that time except Ed. Thinking of this, Shujie couldn't help but hum in his heart:

"Whenever you look back at the red sunset,

"Whenever you hear the evening bell again,

"Bits and pieces of the past—"

"What are you doing!! Shujie's ears suddenly exploded with a thunderclap.