In any case, Jiangxi Mu became a sophomore in the economics department.

The mystery in Song Qingci's heart was even bigger, and she explained to herself: "Maybe he came to study, that's why he came to Narcissus City, and then unfortunately encountered a robbery." "But I always feel that this fate is like a TV series at eight o'clock.

At the class meeting, counselor Huang Yinger talked a lot about the discipline of the class after that. She is wearing a yellow T-shirt today, with a ponytail and a serious expression. "Skipping classes is categorically not allowed! If a case is found, it will be resolutely and severely criticized, and it should be reported to the head of the department afterwards. ”

It's a pity that the students below are just listening, but not memorizing. The curiosity in Song Qingci's heart increased dramatically with the arrival of Jiangxi Mu, and she couldn't wait to figure it out.

I wanted to ask after work, but unfortunately as soon as the counselor left, Jiang Ximu also followed her to her office. The class is talking about this transfer student - "Transfer students are not like junior high school and high school, they can be transferred." Can I transfer to a university? "Who knows, the devil knows if his family is stuffing money for the school. Mix up your academic qualifications, and the school will sell you a face. ”

Song Qingci supported his chin with his right hand, and there were a lot of guesses in his head, and his little head couldn't squeeze it at all, so he found cool oil to smear it on his temples after a while.

In the counselor's office, in addition to Huang Ying'er and Jiangxi Mu, there was also a middle-aged man, in his 30s, dressed in a suit, who claimed to be the head of the admissions office. "Later, you can take this classmate to the dormitory." Huang Ying'er is still stern.

The man from the admissions office pulled Huang Ying'er over and talked quietly behind Jiangxi Mu's back, "When the time comes, you should pay more attention to this person, and try to suppress it if there is a problem." ”

"Cousin, I know this. Tell him later and ask him to pay the rest of the money. I was able to do this, in the name of a transfer student. ”

"There is no problem now, there will be a problem in three years, you have to suppress it......"

"Don't ramble so much there, it's not like I haven't done it. When the tuition is paid, we will talk about it privately. ”

Then the man from the admissions office took Jiang Jiang Mu out of the office and introduced himself: "My name is Huang Xinhua, and I am in charge of admissions." Classmate, where's your luggage? ”

"My luggage, it's simple." Jiangxi Mu replied lightly.

Walk out of the Chengxing teaching building and head towards the dormitory. On the way, Huang Xinwei lowered his voice and said, "Your tuition fee is still 10,000 yuan." Oh - you gave 50,000 before, and now this 10,000 is the dormitory fee. ”

Jiangxi Mu nodded, "I'll give it to you." Within this week. ”

Huang Xinwei sighed: "You also know that it takes a lot of procedures to arrange for you to enter the school. You have to get stuck in every procedure. After all, you're not a unified enrollment, so it's more difficult to do......"

"Needless to say, I will pay 10,000 yuan this week." Jiang Jiang Mu immediately interrupted his embarrassed words. The students who looked at the coming and going in front of them were still indifferent.

Huang Xin was speechless, not knowing how to continue.

Jiangxi Mu ignored him, and only thought of four words in his mind - temporary safety.

He half-squinted his eyes and lifted his backpack for a moment. He recalls the preparations for entering this school two weeks ago.

At that time, Jiangxi Mu was in the rental house, using his laptop to search for news about Narcissus City, and the Baidu promotion next to it wrote such a message, "Do you want to fulfill your dream of going to college?" Narcissus Teachers College helps you! Self-examination Admissions Hotline ......"

He snorted coldly and closed the page. As it turned out, he was very wrong in this way.

At about nine o'clock that night, he was startled by a knock on the door. He quietly dressed and looked at the cat's eye at the door, it was two policemen. Without changing his face, he opened the door.

"I'm sorry to bother you so late. Well, your upstairs neighbor dropped a ring to propose. He was in a hurry, so he called the police and asked us to search. The policeman's expression was serious.

"Then come in and search." Jiangxi Mu made a way. This rental house was found by him on Binjiang North Road, and the owner of the dilapidated building that was about to be demolished still wanted to rent it. More than ten square meters, the police went in to search, except for the bed, there was nothing left.

"Can I show my ID?" A policeman asked solemnly.

Jiangxi Mu's face sank, and his eyes were like knives: "The ID card is not here, it is pressed against the owner." And—didn't you come looking for the ring? Why do you need my ID. ”

The police are still serious, "I'm sorry, it's routine......"

"Is there such a routine? I didn't go wrong, and I've cooperated with you in your search for the house. I can say no for a valid reason! "Jiangxi Mu has a cold face, cold eyes, and the demeanor of a soldier who surrenders without a fight.

The two policemen looked at each other, said sorry, and left the rental house.

Jiang Ximu watched the police leave from the windowsill, and then turned back to pack his things. At this time, he remembered the admissions hotline and immediately dialed the number.

After the man understood the situation, he claimed to be the admissions office, and he talked about the history of the school very enthusiastically, and then said that the fee, of which the self-examination fee for economics and management was 60,000 yuan.

"Let's talk about it when we meet." Jiangxi Mu hung up the phone and left it aside.

Later, he met with Huang Xinhua, the admissions officer, and only needed to pay 60,000 yuan for the formalities to participate in the self-examination. What Jiangxi Mu values is that the procedures are simple, and even the ID card does not need to be presented. The most important thing is that the identity is secured first.

The two of them, the admissions officer and the counselor, are negotiating and sharing the money by using the tricks of admissions. "God made a man with dignity and rogueism." Jiangxi Mu commented coldly in his heart.

"This is the dormitory." Huang Xinwei pointed to the building and said.

"Oh." The memories were interrupted, and Jiang Jiang Mu was already standing at the bottom of the dormitory building. The dormitory building is very old, and there are three large garbage cans at the top of the stairs, which are still full of garbage. Most conspicuously, there was a black strip of water outside the dormitory, which emitted a foul smell.

They walked up to Unit C, went up to the fourth floor, and stopped at 405. "This is your dormitory."

Walking into the dormitory, the most conspicuous thing is the blue bunk beds on both sides, and then you can see the balcony, which is facing the Heishui River. In the dormitory, two people sit together, staring at their laptops.

The sudden arrival of such a person made them very puzzled. One of them stood up and asked, "...... are you?"

"This is a new student in your class, and Counselor Huang has assigned him to your dormitory." Huang Xinwei said with a smile.

"Huh?" The classmate was surprised, but had to agree to the counselor's arrangement.

After Huang Xinwei left, the classmate said enthusiastically: "My name is Wangshugui, and I am from Wanggang Village, Province E. From now on, we'll be dorm friends. ”

Jiangxi Mu didn't speak, looking at the person in front of him. He is a little taller than himself, about 1.75m, and wears a white T-shirt and teal canvas shorts.

"Is there anything I can help me with? Just mention. Wangshugui patted his chest and said quite proudly.

"Thanks, not for now." Jiangxi Mu climbed into bed No. 7. There was a rolled mat and pillow on it.

"Do you need a rag?" Wangshugui took a rag from the toilet and put it on the top bunk.

Jiangxi Mu squinted at him, didn't speak, took the rag, and wiped the dust on the bed. The quality of the raised bed is not good, and when you move it slightly, it shakes very much.

"Damn, you don't have to shake the bed so hard." The man in the lower bunk said loudly, quite dissatisfied.

"Hey, new classmates, come here, clean up." Wang Shugui explained.

"What's my business?" The man in the lower bunk said angrily: "I made a mistake in the game just now, and the magic ball fired did not hit the enemy. ”

Jiangxi Mu didn't pay attention to it, his face was still indifferent.

"Your lower bunk is called Gao Taiyang. New classmate, what should I call you? Wangshugui asked.

"Jiangxi Mu." He didn't raise his head, and said lightly.

After that, Wangshugui chatted with Jiangxi Mu enthusiastically, but Jiangxi Mu only replied in very short words, and sometimes ignored it. One is cold, the other is enthusiastic, what a world of difference.

Jiang Xi Mu spread out the mat, picked up the backpack, took out the clothes from it and put them on the bed.

"Smack-"

A black palm-sized notebook fell from the top bunk. Wangshugui picked it up, and before he could say anything, he heard a burst of "Oooo The sound sounded, and the book in his hand disappeared.

Jiang Jiang Mu was still holding the escalator with one hand, and the black notebook was tightly grasped with the other. His tone was very cold, and his sentences were like stabbing with a knife, "My things, don't move!" "The eyes are sharp, let the Buddha say again, if you do it again next time, your life will definitely be lost.

Wangshugui was stunned for a while. Gao Taiyang held the laptop and sneered softly: "I don't know how thick the sky is, what do you care about him!" ”

Jiangxi Mu glanced at him, expressionless.

After lunch, Jiangxi Mu charged 600 yuan in the telecom business department and got a Huawei mobile phone. He walked to a secluded corner, dialed a phone call, and when the call went through, "Hey—it's me." The mobile phone number has changed, and this will be contacted in the future. Then the phone hung up and the number was deleted.

The three of them remained in the dormitory, and the other two didn't come back.

There was only one class in the afternoon, and Jiang Xi Mu looked at the linear algebra in his hand, listening to the teacher lecturing in a unique dialect on the podium, and his expression was a little dazed. He had never felt like this in class, and for a while, he seemed to feel like an ordinary student.

When it was time for class to end, the students packed up their textbooks and went back to the dormitory. Song Qingci walked up to his desk, "Hello classmate—"

Jiangxi Mu squinted at her, and she looked grinning. He grabbed his textbook and got up. Song Qingci stopped and asked, "Why did you leave without saying goodbye that day?" ”

Jiangxi Mu's cold eyes rolled slightly, as if he couldn't remember, and it took a long time to explain: "Oh, I got up early, I saw you sleeping, and I didn't disturb you." ”

Song Qingci blinked his eyes: "That's it, then you can still care - uh, it's not like that, I want to say, in fact, you can leave a note." ”

Jiang Xi Mu turned around and left his seat, "I don't have this habit." ”

Song Qingci looked at his back, his body was straight, but he was so lonely. It's like the only hill in the desert, lonely and silent.

"Tell me the phone number, at least I can find you." Song Qingci took out his Xiaomi mobile phone, and the glimmer in his eyes was full of expectation.

Jiangxi Mu took out Huawei and shrugged. For him, the mobile phone is nothing more than a pack of napkins, which can be thrown away when he is used up. However, he still asked curiously, "What's the use of remembering my number?" Are we familiar with each other? ”

This sentence immediately made her speechless. They have all become classmates, and they are even considered unfamiliar by him. She pursed her lips and ran her fingers around her hair, "I feel like we're very fateful, just ask for the number." ”

Jiangxi Mu took back his mobile phone, and the name "Song Qingci" was lying on the address book. He habitually clicked to delete, and when prompted to delete, he hesitated, and finally clicked no.