Yi Zhe found a summer job at a barbecue restaurant with Zhao Weifan. The boss is very nice, and will greet everyone at the end of the day to have something to eat, drink a cup of draft beer, and chat. However, at the beginning, YiZhe and Zhao Weifan would still stay, and after a few days, they would not eat anything. The barbecue restaurant was smoldering, even in the open air, YiZhe and the two of them had to get wet every day. The smell, just smelling it makes me vomit, I wish I would rush back to take a shower after get off work every day.
Zhao Weifan took off his apron, hung it on the hanger in the back room, lowered his head, and checked his shirt with a wrinkled face. Today, the tray was knocked over by a running child, and all the skewers covered with sauce fell on her. The proprietress was considerate and immediately found an apron to cover her. But now that she got off work, she was worried about this stain, but she also wore a light yellow top today, which made the mess on her chest even more conspicuous.
Probably because she had been inside for too long, there was a knock at the door.
"Not yet?"
Zhao Weifan sighed badly again in his heart, and reluctantly opened the door and walked out.
Seeing her clothes, the person who was tinkering with the phone was slightly taken aback: "What's wrong with the clothes?"
"I was hit by a child," Zhao Weifan felt a little uncomfortable with such a large stain hanging on his chest. She tugged at her clothes and frowned, "Hey, it's so annoying, how can I get out of here?"
YiZhe put away the phone and thought for a while, "I'll buy you a dress to put on."
Seeing that he was about to leave, Zhao Weifan hurriedly called him: "This is the point, where are you going to buy it?"
"There are stalls on the side street next to it."
After a while, Yi Zhe bought clothes and came back. At this time, Zhao Weifan had been dragged by the boss's family and chatted for a while.
"Oh, yes, the college entrance examination score today, can it be checked after twelve o'clock?"
"Well, yes." Zhao Weifan responded while taking the plastic bag from YiZhe's hand.
What YiZhe bought was a denim short-sleeved shirt. It looked fat and big, and it didn't look like a woman's style. Zhao Weifan took a look at it, untied a row of buttons, and put them directly on his body. The shirt has a collar and is loose, so that it doesn't reveal the clothes inside at all, so it won't look strange when you wear it.
"Oh, the young man is considerate enough." The lady boss looked at them both pleasing to the eye and couldn't help joking, "You children now will have trouble when they are younger than us."
"What happened when I was young?" The boss holding a half glass of beer was unconvinced, "I never bought you clothes? I didn't pay you back..."
"Okay, okay," interrupted the proprietress, "no one wants to hear about you."
These days, Zhao Weifan has become accustomed to listening to their bickering. She straightened her clothes and smiled.
"Hey, by the way, my son told me that I can't keep asking students how they are doing in exams, so I never asked the two of you." The lady boss smiled and looked at the two of them, "How is it? Anyway, the score will be given out today, Is it alright if I ask?"
The boss also came to the spirit: "Have you estimated the score? Well, my nephew also took the college entrance examination this year. He told me that the estimated score was 380. I said that you are a big deal."
Zhao Weifan hesitated for a while, but still said: "More than seven hundred."
Sure enough, the boss and the proprietress were stunned, blinking at her.
Suddenly there was no sound, several people looked at each other, and the atmosphere suddenly became awkward.
Zhao Weifan sighed silently in his heart.
That's why she was never willing to give her grades. Every time she met her parents' friends and relatives who asked her, after she finished telling her her grades, everyone seemed to suspect that she was dazed.
But it is more than 700, as long as the composition is not judged to be off topic.
"Seven hundred? Isn't the total score only seven hundred and five?"
"Um..." Zhao Weifan replied vaguely.
"It's so high? It's amazing, it's amazing." The boss and the proprietress looked at each other, not knowing whether to believe it or not, and it was a long time before he added two stiff smiles.
"What about you?" The proprietress probably felt that she had embarrassed the little girl just now, so she quickly enlivened the atmosphere and asked Yi Zhe actively.
"695."
The black plastic bag containing the clothes was crumpled into a ball, a parabola, and poured into the trash can at the door.
"Let's go." YiZhe turned his head towards Zhao Weifan and opened the glass door with his hand.
Cheng Xu has been so busy lately that she usually shows up in the lab early and leaves, and then goes back to the dormitory. It's almost past midnight, and sometimes she doesn't come back quietly until one or two in the morning. Although he could feel that he deliberately relaxed his movements, Xu Tangcheng would still wake up as soon as he opened the door and entered the room. He knew Chengxu and knew that he must have something important to do when he leaves early and returns late. Afraid that he would feel sorry for disturbing him, Xu Tangcheng always pretended not to hear his movements and closed his eyes to pretend to be asleep on the bed.
But when Chengxu came back this day, he found that Xu Tangcheng had not slept, and was sitting on the bed watching a movie with headphones on.
Cheng Xu leaned over and glanced at the screen. Xu Tangcheng noticed it and took off his earphones to look at him.
"Come back so early today?" He looked at the time in the lower right corner of the screen, it was less than twelve o'clock.
"Well," Cheng Xu yawned and sat beside him, "I won't be back very late in the future."
After a short pause, he continued to ask, "Did I quarrel with you before? I'm sorry."
"No," Xu Tangcheng shook his head with a smile, took a small packet of strange-flavored broad beans from the bag on the side, tore it open, and handed it to Cheng Xu, then took out a piece of tissue paper and spread it in front of him, and put the broad bean skins for him.
"What are you doing lately? Look how thin you are."
"Well..." Cheng Xu squeezed a bean and put it in her mouth, knocked the skin off, and hesitated before saying, "I found an internship."
Xu Tangcheng was a little surprised: "Looking for an internship so early?"
Cheng Xu grabbed his natural scroll: "Actually, he is helping my fellow. He registered a company and is working on a social networking site. I am just helping."
Maybe people really have a very keen intuition in certain things, and immediately, Xu Tangcheng thought of a person.
"The one from last time..." He recalled a little and said a name, "Fu Daiqing?"
Xu Tangcheng had just unplugged his earphones, and in the video released, the hero and heroine just and affectionately expressed their love to each other. Cheng Xu seemed to be staring at the screen all the time, but when he heard those three words, his eyes started to roll around.
Xu Tangcheng kept reminiscing about Fu Daiqing, but did not notice Cheng Xu's strange expression.
"Well," Cheng Xu responded unnaturally, turning around to see Xu Tangcheng's thoughtful look, for some reason, he suddenly blushed with a guilty conscience. He coughed lightly and asked, "Why haven't you slept today?"
"I'm waiting for the results of the college entrance examination." After speaking, Xu Tangcheng suddenly realized that he had just been chatting with Chengxu, and completely forgot that he was waiting for twelve o'clock. After reacting, he moved the mouse quickly and looked at the time.
"The results of the college entrance examination?" Cheng Xu first muttered to himself, and then quickly figured out, "Do you have relatives in the college entrance examination?"
"Um."
The clothes on the night market stalls are very cheap, correspondingly, the workmanship is relatively rough. After sweating a little while walking on the road, Zhao Weifan began to feel that the neck was itchy. She kept raising her hand and brushing, and Yi Zhe naturally noticed it.
"It's all clothes like this, it's not good."
Zhao Weifan nodded: "I know, it's just that the collar is a little pricked."
Covering his neck and taking two more steps, Zhao Weifan suddenly asked, "What time is it now?"
YiZhe looked at his phone: "It's half past ten."
"There is still an hour and a half." Zhao Weifan said.
In fact, until now, Yi Zhe didn't feel nervous about his grades. Of course, he knew how well he did in the exam himself.
"You really estimated 695?"
"I don't think so," said Yi Zhe, "I only got the answer in English Gestalt."
Zhao Weifan was surprised: "Then you said 695 just now."
YiZhe glanced at her, then lowered his head and kicked the stones on the ground: "Whatever you want."
The sudden night wind blew his shirt.
After sending Zhao Weifan to his home, Yi Zhe walked around for two more laps, no matter where he went, aimlessly. There are no people dancing in the always lively square, and there are no small businesses and hawkers on the streets. At this time, most of the people in the small town are already asleep, and those who are not asleep, it is estimated that a large number of people are surrounded by computers. Waiting for that number.
When he came across a mineral water bottle that had been trampled in half, Yizhu turned around and kicked quickly. The water bottle hit the wall and fell back into the dirty trash can.
After finally strolling back downstairs, YiZhe looked up, and the lights in the house were actually on.
Xiang Xi Weing is back
Immediately, he turned around and walked out.
The phone rang at this moment.
"Have you slept yet? Will you check your score later?"
YiZhe looked at the dark road ahead, then looked back at the lights in his house, and replied, "Check."
Because of this word, I still went upstairs.
When he walked up reluctantly, he hoped in his heart that Xiang Xi Weing had already fallen asleep, that he forgot to turn off the light, or that even if he hadn't slept, he was too lazy to pay attention to him. After all, it's zero o'clock, and the score check is the key, and everything else has to be endured.
But he didn't expect that after doing psychological construction, he saw a man sitting at the door of the house. The man looked a little old, but he wore rivets all over his body, he had a big beard, and he had a hard-looking dreadlocks.
He sat with his back against the wall, and when he heard movement in the corridor, he opened his closed eyes slightly and squeezed a narrow gap to look at the person. However, the process of opening his eyes was very short, YiZhe didn't see it too clearly, and the man closed his eyes again and went to sleep.
Seeing that this person has no self-consciousness to let go, YiZhe frowned and tilted his head.
Perhaps it was because the person in front of him did not move, and the person leaning against the wall closed his legs, making more space for the person to pass through.
YiZhe was impatient and took the key and tapped twice on the iron railing of the stairs.
"Get out of the way, blocking the door for me."
The sound of the metal hitting each other was not small, and the man on the ground was disturbed and grunted. He tilted his head as if to continue sleeping, but within two seconds, he suddenly opened his eyes completely. Staring at YiZhe for a moment, the man almost jumped up.
"Who are you?"
YiZhe was taken aback by his convulsion-like movements, and when he saw his guarded expression, he immediately understood what the man was thinking.
He cursed in his heart that he was sick, could Xiang Xiying be able to date a normal human being
"Get out of the way." YiZhe looked at the time and said impatiently.
The man still stretched out his arms and blocked the door with full guard: "Who the hell are you!"
With anger, his voice increased a lot, and the lights on several floors were turned on.
YiZhe glanced at the door behind him subconsciously, and then yelled at the man, "Can you keep your voice down, others won't sleep!"
"You must tell me who you are and what your relationship is to my muse."
YiZhe had never heard someone speak in such a tone of voice in real life, turning eight turns with a single sentence, and finally turning into a road that was less pumped.
Where did Xiang Xiweed come from
YiZhe was afraid that this unpredictable creature would really make trouble here, so he threw out a sentence: "She is my mother."
The man was dumbfounded, and Yi Zhe pushed him aside and opened the door.
As a result, the man didn't know which reflex arc he suddenly connected, and he jumped towards YiZhe's back.
"Hold!"
"Duan Xiqiao, get out."
Before YiZhe could shake his fist, Xiang Xiying, who was wearing a mask and watching absurd comedy in the room, spoke.
"Oh! My muse, you can't do this..."
"Go away." Xiang Xiyu spoke again in a burst of exaggerated laughter.
The man stopped two steps away from Xiangxi Weed: "I have traveled thousands of miles to find you."
"roll."
"I don't have money, I don't have an ID, I have nowhere to go."
"Go away." Xiangxi Weed simply repeated.
"Oh! My muse, look, there!" The man named Duan Xiqiao pointed out the window, "It's freezing outside, and the snow is three feet thick. Isn't it a dead end for me to go out like this?"
It's fucking June.
"Crazy," Xiang Xiyu finally lost her pitiful patience. She squinted at the man, "If you talk to me like this again, believe it or not I'll castrate you now?"
"Oh!"
Seeing the man kneeling on the ground suddenly clutching his chest, YiZhe really thought that this man must indeed have a problem with his brain, maybe he was a madman.
It was amazing, it was the first time that he could stand on the same line with Xiang Xi Weing.
YiZhe wasn't interested in watching this exaggerated performance, so he threw away the two people in the living room and entered the room. Looking at the watch again, it was already eleven fifty-eight, and he quickly turned on the computer. But this broken computer was really stuck, and it took more than two minutes to turn it on. YiZhe's hand was on the table, and his index finger tapped on the table with some anxiety.
I was not nervous at all before, but now my heart is beating faster and faster. The desktop was finally displayed on the screen, the mouse pointer kept spinning in circles again, and the time on the screen had jumped to 0:01 without waiting for anyone.
There were too many people checking the results. YiZhe finally opened the webpage, but the website was stuck and couldn't be refreshed.
"Have you found it?" I don't know how many times it was refreshed, YiZhe received a message from Xu Tangcheng.
Because of Xu Tangcheng's question, YiZhe became even more anxious, and the sudden and untimely knock on the door made him even more impatient. Not wanting to pay attention to the people outside the door, he just pretended not to hear and continued to click the mouse.
But the people outside the door had no intention of stopping, and the knocking on the door changed from three to five, and finally to even knocks with no interval, causing chaos as if urging people.
"Depend on."
YiZhe finally pressed the mouse hard, dropped the paralyzed interface, and went to open the door.
Outside the door is Duan Xiqiao, he showed Yi Zhe a smile like showing off his teeth, and bowed to him reservedly.
"Hello, please allow me to introduce myself. I am Duan Xiqiao, a freelance musician. Of course, the more important identity for me is, your mother, a loyal suitor of Ms. Xiang Xiyu. Oh, Duan Xiqiao put his hands together, raised them in front of him, and pressed down, "I offended you just now, I'm very, very sorry."
After speaking, he took a step back and bowed to YiZhe again.
YiZhe looked at him blankly.
"Then..." Duan Xiqiao suddenly grinned widely, "Can I invite you to my upcoming solo concert?"
He was answered with a loud knock on the door.
When he hit the door, Yi Che felt that the breath in his chest was about to explode. He kicked the door as if venting, causing Duan Xiqiao outside the door to shrug his shoulders and cross his arms in fright, and took two steps back.
Yi Zhe recited a few words in his heart, "Don't have common knowledge with abnormal people", and then walked back to the computer to continue brushing the grades.
Unexpectedly, when I went back, the computer screen was no longer blank, with a table and a few numbers listed on it.
Although he probably knew what the result would be, when he saw the total score, his brain was still stunned.
Actual things can still bring more joy than judgment and prediction.
He slowly sat down on the chair, his legs were slightly apart, his hands were slumped between his legs, and he stared at the computer. There were no lights in the room, only the light from the screen, just one side, lit up his face.
After a long time, the corners of the mouth that had been tensed were pulled by a small amount.
Xu Tangcheng waited while holding his phone, Cheng Xu, who was just watching movies, became the one who mainly watched.
"I haven't found it yet..." Knocked on the desktop with a silent mobile phone, Xu Tangcheng muttered.
"It's definitely not easy to check at this time. It is estimated that the website will be crowded."
As soon as Cheng Xu finished speaking, the phone that was hot from the grip rang, and Xu Tangcheng was shocked and immediately pressed it to answer.
"Checked it out?"
After asking this sentence, Xu Tangcheng realized that he was very nervous. He clenched his fist, but his hands were cold, which made him even more nervous. Cheng Xu paused the movie with discernment, looked at the person answering the phone beside him, and also waited with bated breath. Xu Tangcheng looked at him, reached out his hand unconsciously, and grabbed his arm.
"How many?"
A number was said over there, but Cheng Xu couldn't hear it clearly, but seeing Xu Tangcheng slumped his shoulders in a relaxed manner, he smiled and rolled his eyes.