The student dormitory is a simple dormitory, which was temporarily converted from a warehouse next to the school cafeteria, with a total of four rooms, two on the left for boys, and two on the right for girls. Song Haowen's sophomore boys' dormitory is in the second room on the left, leaning against the middle, and the adjacent to the right is the sophomore girls' dormitory, because the partition wall between the two dormitories is a single brick, so it is not too soundproof.

Some boys usually don't dare to let go when they see a girl's fart, and before they open their mouths, their faces are red like monkey butts, but when they return to the dormitory, they laugh loudly, and they keep talking and making dirty jokes, trying to attract the attention of the girls next door.

As a person who came over, Song Haowen felt that these behaviors were too naïve and ridiculous, and it was absolutely impossible for this kind of boy to win the favor of girls, even most of the boys in the same dormitory would scoff at him and ridicule him as a sullen boar estrus bull.

The area of Song Haowen's dormitory is not too large, less than 100 square meters, but it is densely packed with more than 40 bunk beds, which looks like a maze. The bed against the wall is fine, but it is connected from end to end; The four rows in the middle are not only connected from end to end, but also side by side, leaning together. More than 80 people are crammed into one room, and there is no private space at all. In the evening, after the dormitory students returned to the dormitory, they first washed up and played for a while, bragged and farted for a while, and there was a grinding of teeth and snoring in the back.

Before Song Haowen was reborn, he was dedicated to learning, but he was unwell for a few days when he first moved into the dormitory, and then he got used to it. In addition, he got up early and went to bed late every day, tired and fighting, and went to sleep when he returned to the dormitory, at that time, even if the sky fell, he didn't know.

When Song Haowen returned to the dormitory, none of the other students in the class had returned, and almost all the students in the second (3) class of science and the second (1) and (2) classes of liberal arts had returned. Because the students in these three classes all understand that due to their poor grades, this year's college entrance examination is just an experience of life for them, accompanying the prince to study, and if they want to realize their dream of further study in college, they will have to wait for the next year or even a few years, so they are not as hard and stressful as the students in the second (4) class of high school, but live an easy and chic life.

Song Haowen's bed is in the center of the room, located at the intersection of two aisles, he sleeps on the top bunk, and Zhou Lei sleeps on the bottom bunk. Zhou Lei wears glasses, is short, dark-skinned, has low self-esteem and is low-key, two years older than him, and his grades are more than ten places behind him.

Song Haowen remembered that in his previous life, Zhou Lei repeated his studies for three years, was admitted to the National People's Congress, continued to study for graduate school after graduating from university, taught in the party school after graduating from graduate school, and later entered politics and became a provincial and ministerial-level official. At the beginning, no one could have imagined that Zhou Lei would have such achievements in the future.

There is a 60W incandescent lamp hanging above Song Haowen's bedside, and for everyone's convenience, this lamp is not turned off at night. Before he was reborn, he was still a little complacent about this, because he could read without the help of a flashlight on the bunk. What's more, at that time, there was no electricity in his house, and the lighting relied on kerosene lamps, which were a rarity for him.

At this time, it is already the sixth month of the solar calendar, and the temperature is a little high at night. As soon as Song Haowen returned to the dormitory, a smell of fried noodles mixed with the smell of sweat and stinky feet came to his nose. Song Haowen frowned, thinking that he would get used to it after a while, and didn't mind. After he finished washing, he immediately lay down on the bed to rest.

Due to today's thrilling experience, Song Haowen felt a little exhausted and difficult to persevere. He closed his eyes and was about to fall asleep when suddenly a familiar sour smell wafted towards his nose. If it was in the past, he wouldn't mind, first, he was too tired to pay attention; The second is to wonder if the smell comes from oneself. Although he is not like Zhou Lei, who often does not take a bath or wash his feet for a month or two in a row in order to save time, he can insist on entering the bathhouse once a week, but it is not normal for him to wash his feet, and it is common not to wash his feet for several days in a row, and there is some peculiar smell in the bed.

Song Haowen was going to ignore the strange smell, but the smell seemed to come from under his pillow, which stimulated him so much that he couldn't sleep, so he couldn't ignore it. He got up and leaned sideways to check under the pillow, and this look, almost his lungs exploded: it turned out that I don't know who stuffed a few stinky broken socks under his pillow!

Song Haowen's chest suddenly burned with anger! When I think of the smell of stinky socks in my previous life, I don't know how many nights I smelled, and I can't wait to immediately press the prankster to the ground and beat him, and then stuff the stinky socks into the other person's mouth and let the other party taste and chew them carefully.

Song Haowen was about to have a seizure, but when he thought that if he didn't catch him, the other party would definitely kill him and wouldn't admit it, so he suppressed his anger and waited until the perpetrator was found.

So, after coldly glancing at the busy classmates in the dormitory, Song Haowen crumpled the stinky socks, got out of bed and threw them into the small ditch at the back of the dormitory, and then quietly returned to the bed again. Thinking that he had never offended anyone, and he was insulted by this, he felt that his heart was really blocked.

Early the next morning, as soon as Song Haowen opened his eyes, he heard someone shouting: "Where did my socks go?" Immediately afterwards, two more students shouted, one missing a pair, and the other missing one. At first glance, the whole dormitory woke up.

At this time, the genius was bright, and many students were sleeping soundly because they came back late from the review, and they were suddenly woken up and couldn't help but scold.

Song Haowen watched coldly, he couldn't be sure for a while whether these classmates who were shouting less socks were real victims or thieves shouting to catch thieves. He came up with an idea, so he took out two one-dollar tickets from his body, wrote the letters "XT" with a pen on the back of each ticket, pressed them under the pillow, and left the dormitory quietly.

Out of the dormitory, Song Haowen did not immediately go to the classroom or playground to memorize the text, but quickly went around to the back of his dormitory and looked in from the north window.

At this time, most of the students in the dormitory were still lying in bed, and a few early students did not pay attention to the north window. It didn't take long for Song Haowen's eyes to light up. I saw Zhu Yuanyuan, who was sleeping in the lower bunk next to the door and in the second (3) class of high school, wearing only pants, came to Song Haowen's bed, looked around, and saw that no one paid attention to him, so his right hand quickly touched under the pillow in front of him.

At this time, I saw that Zhu Yuanyuan was suddenly stunned for a moment, maybe he didn't touch anything, and immediately lifted the pillow to check. When he saw the food ticket under the pillow, he grabbed the palm of his hand without hesitation, and then pretended to be nothing, and went back to his bed and lay down again.

Song Haowen saw that the opportunity could not be missed, and he did not come again, and immediately walked in from the back of the dormitory. After going to his pillow to confirm that the food ticket was not there, he immediately turned around and came to Zhu Yuanyuan's bed, and asked sharply:

"Zhu Yuanyuan, why did you steal my things?"

Zhu Yuanyuan was startled by Song Haowen's cold shout, and when he saw that all the classmates in the dormitory were staring at him, he couldn't help but be a little panicked, and retorted: "Fart!" Don't spew blood, you kid! When did Lao Tzu take your things? ”

Song Haowen knew that the other party was a person with unclean hands and feet in his previous life, and later went into society, picking quarrels and provoking troubles everywhere, bullying men and women, and was sentenced to ten years in prison for theft, so there is no need to be merciful to this kind of scum. He said coldly: "You stole the two-dollar meal ticket I put under the pillow." ”

Zhu Yuanyuan said to the classmates who came up to watch the excitement: "It's wronged." Which eye did you see me stealing yours? You caught red-handed? Besides, you're not the only one with a food ticket. He lifted the futon and jumped out of bed, spread out the vegetable ticket in his hand, stretched out his hand and stretched out to Song Haowen's eyes and said: "Open your dog eyes and see clearly, I have a two-yuan vegetable ticket in my hand, is this yours?" It's yours, you let it promise you!"

Song Haowen said unhurriedly: "If it turns out that this is mine, what do you say!" ”

Zhu Yuanyuan panicked, for fear that there was the other party's name on the ticket, so he looked down and didn't see anything, so he put his mind at ease and said loudly: "If I can prove that this is yours, I am raised by you." If not, you kneel down and kowtow to me and call me Daddy! ”

A classmate next to him coaxed: "It's fun now, there is always someone who has to be a son." ”

Zhou Lei, who slept in Song Haowen's bed, also squeezed over after getting dressed, he knew that Zhu Yuanyuan was a ruffian scoundrel, and he was afraid that Song Haowen would suffer, so he hurriedly grabbed Song Haowen and whispered and persuaded: "Forget it." Isn't it just a two-dollar food ticket? It's not good that things are getting bigger. ”

In fact, in those days, two yuan was still a lot. The reason why Zhou Lei said this was not that he didn't care about the money, but that he was afraid that the two would fight.

The breakfast and dinner of the dormitory students is a large spoonful of thin rice porridge per person (occasionally it can be used as a mirror to look at the face), two taels of food stamps (meal tickets), and pickles are brought by themselves; For lunch, you will bring your own food, and you will pick it up after steaming in the lunch box. There is no processing fee for these. As for cooking, you need a dish ticket, about a dime per serving.

Among the students, in addition to rice, the lunch box will also be mixed with some dried yams, dried carrots, beans, cereals and other vegetables and coarse grains; If the conditions are good, you can add some salted pork, sausages and the like to the lunch box, and the aroma of meat can waft to every corner of the dormitory.

Zhou Lei's family is very difficult, he is thrifty, the monthly vegetable money is at most five cents, and he is never reluctant to eat vegetables during meals, only drinking a penny and a bowl of light soup, except for a few green vegetable leaves floating in the light soup, there is nothing.

Although Song Haowen's family background is better than Zhou Lei, it is also very good, and he lives on miscellaneous grains for half a year, these two yuan are equivalent to his vegetable money for a month, how can he not take it seriously? In addition, since he dared to let the other party steal it, he had a way to get it back, and he had to make the other party's reputation stink.

Song Haowen didn't listen to Zhou Lei's advice, and sneered at Zhu Yuanyuan: "If you want to be my son, I'm still ashamed." I won, nothing else, as long as you call yourself a thief in front of your dorm mates. ”

Zhu Yuanyuan was about to refute, when Mr. Dong Xing, Song Haowen's head teacher, walked into the dormitory, he had come to call the students in the class to get up, but he happened to encounter a quarrel here.

"What are you doing around? Not ready to go to morning self-study? ”