Now is the time for college freshmen to start school, and some theft gangs pick students like Ma Liang who go on the road alone, one is the oil and water is rich (tuition and living expenses), and the other is that the risk factor is relatively low, and it is relatively easy to get it.

Who left him alone?

But Ma Liang's parents divorced very early, and they all formed a happy family, he grew up with his grandfather since he was a child, and his father didn't love his mother, even if he wanted to find someone to accompany him.

When the police came, it was just a routine inquiry, the theft gang had already run away, and it was not easy to find it.

The hiccup passed quickly.

In the early hours of the morning, the train drove into Jiangcheng Railway Station.

As the capital of Xiangbei Province, Jiangcheng has a high status and popularity in both ancient and modern times.

Jiangcheng Railway Station is very busy, the exit is very remote, Ma Liang followed Jiang Weixia and his father, followed the flow of people, and came to the exit hall.

It was the day when college freshmen registered, and I saw more than a dozen exits outside the banners and signs to welcome new students.

"Pony, you and Weixia are fellow countrymen, you should keep in touch often, and I want you to take care of her more in the future."

"Dad!"

Ma Liang nodded with a smile and said, definitely, definitely.

As soon as he left, Jiang Weixia pouted dissatisfiedly and said to his father: "Dad, how can there be such a thing as you, you are not afraid that he will plot against me!" ”

Jiang Weixia's father smiled and said, "I think this young man is good, very mature, educated, and not bad-looking, if he chases you, I will not object." ”

"Dad!!" Jiang Weixia stomped his foot in shame.

"Just kidding, just kidding, look at where your school's reception stands!"

Here Ma Liang has already left the station, came to the reception station of the new students of Yangtze River University of Science and Technology, showed the admission notice, and immediately a senior sister came up to pick up his luggage.

Ma Liang refused, followed her to the bus to receive the new students, waited for half an hour, and the car drove away.

The car was already full of people, all accompanied by their parents, and the seniors who sat in the front row to pick up the station, one of them was a round-faced girl with a ponytail who counted the number of people, and when she passed by him, she asked: "Classmates, where are your parents?" ”

Ma Liang said: "I came by myself." ”

The senior sister's eyes lit up when she saw him, and she thought to herself, the quality of this freshman is very high, and she has met a pleasing one.

The bus soon left the train station, and the 03-year-old Jiangcheng came to the face.

The car was very lively, everyone was talking and laughing, the seniors who picked up the station were asked by many parents, and most of the freshmen were also excited and longing for the upcoming college life.

Only he was quiet.

Quietly looking out the window, quietly looking at the familiar and unfamiliar city, his eyes are complex and deep, and he is silently distracted.

When I arrived at the school, it was already 10 o'clock in the morning, and the weather was hot, but the main building was crowded with people outside the school gate.

Crowded, the faculties gathered several tables together with a banner with the names of the faculties and a welcome slogan.

Ma Liang carried a travel bag, walked to the desk of the computer department, signed the registration, asked for a list of the registration process, according to the above order, and did not need to be accompanied, and began to run building by building.

The process is very smooth, private schools, the stature is very low, from the school board of directors to the ordinary faculty and staff, they are all in full battle, and they are enthusiastic and have nothing to say.

All the resources are put into the reception of new students in the past few days.

Before 12 o'clock, Ma Liang completed the formalities, received the bedding, pillows and basin kettles distributed by the school, and got the assigned dormitory number.

Compared to others, he is simply familiar with the road, apartment 11 in Area A, he lived in it for three years, and only moved out in the last year, and lived together with his girlfriend for a year.

Apartment No. 11 is a red building, freshly painted, located in the shade of dense trees, six floors, and Ma Liang's dormitory is on the fourth floor, 404, a very unlucky number.

When I got to the ground, the door of the dormitory was open, and when I looked inside, there were a lot of people.

As soon as he walked in, Ma Liang introduced himself: "Hello everyone, I'm Ma Liang, Class 03 Class 6 of the Computer Department, everyone's classmates and roommates." ”

Students and parents were polite.

A man with eyes ran up to help him carry his bag, and Ma Liang said thank you.

A fat man sat on the bottom bunk and knocked melon seeds, and said to him: "The beds and schools are all divided, you are lucky, oh, that's the one." ”

The fat man refers to the lower bunk by the window on the right.

The dormitory has a total of four beds, bunk beds, eight people live, there is a desk in the innermost part of the window, and there is a 21-inch color TV on the desk, as for the air conditioning, bathroom or something, there is none.

There is also a telephone, which requires that old-fashioned calling card to use, and when I came in, there was a guy with a greasy head and a pink face lying on the bed holding the phone, and I was very gentle and simmering on the phone.

With him, there are already six people in the dormitory, and several parents are busy making beds, hanging mosquito nets, and shopping for things...... It's very lively.

The same is true for other dormitories.

Ma Liang didn't bother to hang the mosquito net alone, simply made the bed, took off his shoes and poured it up.

waited until a few parents left, and the man with glasses who helped Ma Liang carry things carefully closed the doors and windows, took out a box of cigarettes, and shouted: "But suffocate me, which of you smokes, who smokes!?" ”

Ma Liang remembered that this boy seemed to be called Song Shibo, and he had a vague impression for more than ten years.

Look at the name on his bed again, and sure enough, it is!

Six people and five smoked, except for the one who was making porridge on the phone.

Ma Liang took the cigarette and said thank you, Song Shibo patted him on the shoulder with disgust and said, "I said Lao Ma, why are you so polite?" It's over, it's over! ”

"Yes, they are all brothers in the same dormitory, and politeness is a raw point", the fat man echoed with the skin of melon seeds.

"Let's introduce ourselves, I'll talk about it first." A boy with freckles on his face said in an authentic capital colloquial: "I am Wang Fei, a native of Shangjing, a Manchu."

"Wait, you wait!" The fat man didn't swallow the melon seeds anymore, "Shangjing, Manchu?" Dare to love that there is a child of Eight Flags in our dormitory? ”

Wang Fei smiled, raised his chin, and said, "The ancestor is inlaid with a yellow flag, and his old surname is Yehenara." ”

"I know this, I know!" Song Shibo pointed at Wang Fei and shouted: "The old witch of Cixi is the Yehenala clan!" ”