Boys, sometimes you really can't be self-righteous, you think that people are the ones who fancy you, but in fact they fancy your car.

Jiang Xun drove a Dafa like a Daben, watching the scenery outside the window change from a building to a wheat field, and he even saw a horse-drawn carriage on the road.

"Guangyuan, this is too biased." Jiang Xun complained, the contrast between the big capital city and the small campus is too great.

Chen Xiaoyi smiled proudly, "Either you will come and accompany me, or every time I go to Guangyuan, I will have to go to Dabeiyao to change cars, look, it's the ...... ahead"

Jiang Xun slowed down the car, and his ears could hear many bus owners in Dabeiyao soliciting passengers in an authentic Beijing accent - "Tong County, Tong County"......

Well, he got it.

Well, in the nineties, it was long past the era of a candy and a poem to trick a girl into rolling the sheets together.

When Dafa drove to the south gate of Guangyuan, Chen Xiaoyi asked Jiang Xun to stop, Chen Xiaoyi brought a camera, and the two went down to take a picture.

The car slowly drove into the campus, and although the Guangyuan was small at this time, it was exquisitely small and just right.

Main Building, Mingde Building, Lide Building; South Cao, North Garden, Walnut Forest......

Jiang Xun saw a thin cool young man with long hair, a guitar on his back, and his feet on the chair outside the volleyball court.

This kind of non-pretending is not pretentious, hanging, straightforward, Jiang Xunte likes such a grassy year!

Of course, there is never a shortage of handsome guys and beauties in Guangyuan, and a simple shirt or dress is enough to show the moving demeanor of boys and girls in youth to the fullest.

A loud whistle sounded, Chen Xiaoyi smiled and slapped his arm, and the young man and woman sat in the car, which immediately attracted the attention of the students of Guangyuan, and immediately some boys also whistled in response.

Jiang Xun smiled.

Guangyuan is really worthy of being one of the "four major dye vats" universities in Beijing, and the other three are the Second Foreign Language, the University of Technology and the School of Languages, well, the girls are very beautiful.

"Xunzi, why didn't you find out that you were so xx before?" In front of the dormitory building, Dafa stopped. Chen Xiaoyi pushed the door and got out of the car, and said meaningfully.

Jiang Xun also jumped out of the car, he put his sunglasses on his head, sat on a bench next to the boulevard, and looked at the passing girls while drinking the Arctic Ocean, relying on his youth and ignorance, and his eyes were unscrupulous.

"My sister-"

"Gua Wazi—"

With two authentic Sichuan accents, Jiang Xun almost choked on the soda.

saw Chen Xiaoyi holding a boy's hand with a smile, and Sichuan words gushed out of his mouth.

"Look, my gift for you......" The boy smiled happily, and he magically took out a few postcards from behind him, "Chow Yun-fat." ”

"Chow Yun-fat?" Chen Xiaoyi was hugging a few girls, and she couldn't help jumping up when she heard the words.

The world is new and interesting.

At this time, her idol is Chow Yun-fat, and she dreams of filming with Chow Yun-fat one day.

Friends all know that Chen Xiaoyi likes Chow Yun-fat, so the birthday gifts given to her are all photos of Chow Yun-fat.

"Chow Yun-fat is not as simple as me......" Chen Xiaoyi greeted Jiang Xun as if he remembered something.

Jiang Xun sweated in his head, when did he become a fool?

But in the warm greetings of many Sichuan girls with Sichuan accents, he could only admit that he was that Hanhan.

"Oh, look at your familiar face." The skin of the Sichuan woman is really good, and a girl is still wearing the school emblem of Beijing Normal University, and it seems that she is not a classmate of Guangyuan, but a fellow countryman.

"Gao Xiang ......" Soon, a classmate from the National People's University recognized Jiang Xun.

"Shall we ask Gao Xiang to sign for us?" A girl proposed, and immediately received a response from a group of girls, "If you want it, you want it......"

The girls were super enthusiastic, the melon baby's reaction just now was very flat, Jiang Xun glanced at Chen Xiaoyi, "Take buddies as a backdrop?" ”

Chen Xiaoyi didn't answer, and blinked proudly.

……

Yellow round table, small green stool, large ceiling fan......

The cafeteria in Guangyuan was full of people, and these Sichuan melon babies and young sisters gathered at a table, speaking the hometown dialect that Jiang Xun couldn't understand.

"Try our meatloaf." A petite Sichuan girl saw Jiang Xun's loneliness and was very enthusiastic.

"In the hearts of each of us in Guangyuan, there is a delicacy that makes people dream of it. It is a taste, belonging to memory, called youth: it is a classic, left in time, shimmering with warmth.

It is Guangyuan meatloaf, which belongs to the soul of every Guangyuan person......"

Oh, the broadcasting cavity with a Sichuan flavor almost made Jiang Xun laugh out loud.

However, this meatloaf is really delicious.

"Shouldn't life be wasted on those beautiful and useless things? Therefore, what I miss the most is the time when I ate and waited for death in Guangyuan, admitting that I was good at nothing, accepting that I had nothing to do, but being happy and free. ”

Oh, Gua Wazi's broadcast voice made Jiang Xun also surprised, this kid has a good voice.

But this is the beginning, the melon baby and the sister at the scene did not send farewell sorrow, and they all talked happily about the food.

What kind of canteen has a kind of white-flour steamed bun that is "as big as a face", noisy and fluffy, fragrant with wheat, and soft as a baby's buttocks...... Unlimited supply, but not to take away. So many girls secretly put steamed buns in their arms, cuffs and even chests, and happily walked back to the dormitory......

Another girl talked about the ramen in the cafeteria, which is divided into several grades: "large wide, two wide, medium wide, thin, silky, and capillary", the soup is clear and flavorful, and the beef is finely cut......

Meat patties for three cents, eggs for two cents, white porridge for five cents, and tofu with endless aftertaste......

Jiang Xun ate the meatloaf vigorously, and he felt as if he was not attending a party in the graduation season, but a feast in the food season.

No, then a Sichuan girl talked about spicy rabbit head and spicy rabbit meat, a Shaanxi girl in the dormitory talked about shredded beef and big cherries, and another Fujian girl talked about star fruit and meat shortbread......

"Can we not talk about food?" Seeing that there were more and more people around this table, the boy with a Beijing accent smiled.

"Touch you high and cut high!" A Fujian girl gave him a blank look, which probably meant "what's your business".

In this warm atmosphere, Chen Xiaoyi stabbed him, "Young master, say a few words." ”

Everyone's eyes looked at Jiang Xun, and Jiang Xun was not stunned, "For a long time, Xiaoyi and I often wandered around the campus, talking about rock and roll, literature and art, ideals, love, and food...... The fun is endless, and I don't know that old age is coming. ”

Listening to Jiang Xun's Sichuan dialect, it was strange to speak, and all the girls laughed.

"College is probably the most dull years of my life, with no entanglement, no introspection, and no pursuit.

In retrospect, the most important thing in life is probably the ...... left."

Wow –

Jiang Xun felt that the whole cafeteria was bursting with laughter, but the faces of the students in the broadcasting department became solemn.

Good guy, the words are round, and the aftertaste is long, this is the Sichuan version of Zhao Zhongxiang, right?

"What's the matter, come to the broadcasting department of Guangyuan to smash the field?" A boy looked at Jiang Xun and was eager to try.

"Today, the youth is over, but the meatloaf is standing," Jiang Xun smiled and put the meatloaf on the table, "steamed buns, ramen, tofu...... It's the taste of youth. ”

Wow –

This voice has a unique metallic texture, magnetic and charming, and the voice is warm and soft, but also natural and vivid......

"Classmate, you're not from the broadcasting department, are you?" A boy asked solemnly.