(The storyline is completely fictional, the official must not sit in the right seat, if there is any similarity, it is purely a coincidence)

Jing Hao's thoughts were wandering, when suddenly someone knocked on her room door. When I opened the door quietly, I saw that it was Mr. Zhang Shubei, who had just moved in a few days ago.

"Teacher Zhang? Is there something wrong with you? Jing Hao asked.

"Yes, then, if you don't have anything else to do, come down and have a meeting now, let's all have a meeting together." Zhang Shubei looked very serious.

Zhang Shubei is a temporary tenant, he is very stubborn, he is an associate professor of English literature at a university in the south, he came to be a visiting scholar, just came to live for a day, he found out that Mr. Chen is actually a second landlord, he rents from the big landlord, and then rents to the tenant, the rent difference between this is very large. So the next day, he talked to Mr. Chen and insisted that Mr. Chen return the difference to him. Mr. Chen himself is engaged in service, and what he earns is the price difference, how can he return it to him, so he said a few words that are not salty or light. As a result, Zhang Shubei was unhappy and threatened to fight a lawsuit with Mr. Chen. He took advantage of Mr. Chen's absence on this day, knocked on everyone's doors, and organized everyone to go to the restaurant for a "plenary meeting" to discuss the matter.

Zhang Shubei came to urge one by one, and everyone had no choice, so they all went to the restaurant. Teacher Bai was like a meeting in a domestic unit, and he also carried a double-layer glass thermos cup, which was freshly brewed green tea, while listening to Zhang Shubei say things, Mr. Bai blew a few tea leaves floating on the water surface with his lips, pursed his lips and took a sip or two, as if listening to the work report, waiting for the last warm applause for him to make a concluding speech.

Zhang Shubei spoke vigorously and inclammatory, and when he said that his hair was thrown straight at the point of excitement, he asked Mr. and Mrs. Bai and Jing Hao and Li Ruoshi to sign the complaint, but Mr. and Mrs. Bai, Jing Hao, and Li Ruoshi were still unwilling to fight the lawsuit, so they were silent, shook their heads, and did not sign.

Zhang Shubei urged everyone to sign quickly, and Teacher Bai said, "Isn't this asking for trouble?" The two of us forget it, and we don't have the energy to participate. ”

Li Ruoshi said: "I am a student, and the time cost is too high for me to participate." ”

Jing Hao nodded straightly: "Teacher Zhang, I don't have time, I don't even have enough sleep." ”

But the lawsuit still started quickly, and several of them were unwilling to sign, so Zhang Shubei went to unite with the big landlord of the house, Oz, and sued Mr. Chen. sued him for fraud, because when he signed a contract with Oz, it was written that he could live in it by himself and with relatives and friends, and it was not written that Mr. Chen was allowed to rent it out and make a second profit.

What Jinghao, Ruoshi and Lao Bai and his wife never expected was that although they did not sign, they were treated as witnesses, and they received notices one after another that they had to go to the city hall and the court to explain the situation, so that they could go wherever they wanted, and they would have to arrive at what time they came, and they went three times in four days, which was annoying.

When he came back from testifying on this day, Mr. Bai, who was "as expensive as oil", was very unhappy, held back all the way, returned to his residence, entered the house, closed the door downstairs and said to several other people: "Wasting time is killing people for money!" Mr. Zhang is really imprudent and irrational at this point, and he actually likes to litigate! What kind of lawsuit! Harm others and yourself! If we continue like this, what kind of scientific research will we still engage in? Girl and Ruoshi, where do you still have the energy to study? ”

Probably except for Mr. Zhang, everyone is very annoyed, but there is no way. After a few days, I received the email again, and everyone got up early again, and rushed to a department of the city hall to explain the situation before nine o'clock as required.

At night, he wrote his homework until half past one, and got up before eight o'clock in the morning, and this collective explanation took two hours, which was really tiring, and he complained about Zhang Shubei, the printing materials of the city hall, all of which were standardized samples, and the kind that could be signed directly, and he also looked at them word by word, word by word, and even picked out a few "grammatical problems" of others, and stood there and talked endlessly with the office staff, as if he, a doctor of English literature studying in China, knew more about English than people who had spoken their mother tongue for thirty or forty years. was so angry that Teacher Bai ignored him.

They said goodbye to each other and dispersed. Thirsty and hungry, Jing Hao walked into a small coffee shop near the town hall, and the lintel of the house where the small coffee shop was located read: 1901, which means that it was built and opened in 1901.

Jing Hao has only lived and studied here for more than a year, I don't know why, I like this old, old house and café more and more, I like this old tone, but this café is really too small, so small that there are only four small tables, and the tables are also very old, but they are not broken.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he entered the door, he bumped into Harry, it was a coincidence, although this Oxford City was not big, but the chance of suddenly encountering it in the city was not very high, and the two sat at a small table.

Jing ordered milk tea and snacks, and after taking a seat, Harry first asked her what she was doing around here, and Jing Hao said that she would walk casually, and then thought about how strange it was to run out for a walk in the morning, and quickly changed her words, and she wanted to come out to buy books, so she went to the city library in the center of the city and sat in it for two hours. Harry didn't listen carefully, he just greeted him, he told Jing Hao that there was an international cultural exchange event in London recently, including a small Chinese film festival, and several Chinese films were screened in London, and I don't know if Jing Hao is interested in watching it.

Jing Hao was thinking about how to find an excuse not to go to the court and the town hall as a witness, because the British are very serious about things, and there must be evidence such as movie tickets and train tickets to prove that she is not in Oxford because she is studying normally or going out for work, so that she can be allowed not to go to the court and the town hall, this is not an opportunity to send to the door, Jing Hao immediately nodded, saying that she was very, very interested and willing to go.

Harry looked at Jing Hao, and seemed a little surprised by her enthusiasm, and then he said carefully and euphemistically, mainly because of the different cultural and social backgrounds, when he watched Chinese movies, although there were translated subtitles, he often couldn't understand the meaning of the movie, it may be that he lacked understanding of the development of Chinese society and the background of the times, if Jing Hao didn't mind, he hoped that she could accompany him to watch a few movies, please Jing Hao help him explain.

Jing Hao immediately agreed happily: "Of course, of course, it's no problem at all, no problem at all." ”

A few days later, they took the train from Oxford to London to attend the China Film Festival, and the two of them chatted on the train, and the conversation became more and more content. At first, it seemed a little restrained and restrained, but from the weather, food, to the movie, I gradually relaxed a lot.

Suddenly, Harry takes the initiative to say that real life is sometimes similar to the plot of the movie, and then takes the initiative to talk about a relationship between himself and his Korean girlfriend a few years ago, and they started with a meeting on a dating website, but it didn't work out.

Jing Hao heard Harry talk about this topic, and it felt very sudden, she realized that Harry had actually dated an unmarried mother with her daughter alone, the Korean girlfriend "Namyong Town", and the woman went and came back, came back and left, and repeated it several times.

Jing Hao asked, "What happened later?" ”

Harry said, "She was gone. uh——,She is gone. She's gone. ”

Jing Hao didn't quite understand why Harry had added "She was gone."

She pondered that was in the past tense and is in the present tense......

Jing Hao asked: "No happy ending?" Gone? ”

Harry gave them a big lecture about Hollywood movies, and often talked about cheesy happy endings: happy endings, which is almost a necessary element of Hollywood romances, and Jing Hao also asked him this on purpose.

Harry shrugged his shoulders and said, "Let's just say that it's a movie with no happy ending. The plot is also very bland. ”

Harry seemed to speak of the subject very naturally, speaking lightly, as if he were talking about someone else's business. Jing Hao smiled calmly on the surface, but still felt very sudden and surprised in his heart, although Harry was handsome and chic on the outside, but Jing Hao knew that Professor Harry's style of action was a typical cautious, conservative, and traditional British style, how could he talk to others about his private life? Moreover, it's still someone who hasn't known each other for too long.,And it's a schoolgirl of your own......

Jing Hao secretly thought to himself, is this what he said casually? Or was it planned in advance? If it's really planned, what is the purpose? Want to know more about him? Of course, if he really doesn't see this experience as private at all, that's a different story. This Harry, I don't understand what he's thinking.

Jing Hao raised his eyes and looked at Harry, who really didn't seem to be embarrassed at all, as if he hadn't said these things about himself, or as if he had just said something about someone else, and his face was calm. Jing Hao can only think: Maybe they Westerners have a more open-minded attitude towards these things.