Dense Fog

Chapter 9

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Here, Lin Wu "mochis the moon and sings", while there Ren Feiyu looked at the phone with a sad face: "What's going on?"

"What's wrong?" Li Junchi saw that he had been tinkering with his phone all night, "Is the phone broken?"

"No." Ren Feiyu was frustrated for a long time, but still asked his roommates for help. "You said, if someone sends you a WeChat ID, but he has not responded after you sent your friend request, why?"

Li Junchi said: "That's because people don't want to add you."

Xia Yang cut into the discussion aggressively: "I don't want to add it, don't give it a line, and I'm cold if I give it, what a shit!" He despises this kind of thing the most.

"Don't say that," Ren Feiyu found reasons for Jiang Tan in his head all night. "Maybe his phone is out of battery, or he was muted and didn't pay attention, or he couldn't start the online battle..."

Li Junchi: "You can hypnotize yourself."

The last trace of struggling light in Ren Feiyu's eyes dimmed and extinguished under the joint siege of the two roommates, and the whole figure shrank very quickly like an eggplant hit by frost.

Lin Wu didn't intend to express his opinion at first, because he could understand Ren Feiyu's desire to repay his gratitude, and like Li Junchi and Xia Yang, he was not willing to let Ren Feiyu rush his hot face to stick his cold ass.

But seeing that Ren Feiyu was so low that his head was buried in the pillow, Lin Wu couldn't help but say to Li Junchi and Xia Yang, "You two are almost done."

He reluctantly left the window, opened the table cabinet under his bed, reached out and touched the deepest part for a long time, took out a bag of potato chips, and threw it up to Ren Feiyu: "Next."

As soon as Ren Feiyu caught it, his eyes lit up with his favorite butter and honey flavor.

In an instant, his waist didn't hurt, his legs didn't hurt, and the cold figure in his heart also blurred into the shape of potato chips. He happily tore open the package and chewed happily, "Aren't you going to say you've eaten it all up?"

Lin Wu glanced at him: "If you don't say that, you can eat eight bags in one go."

There is nothing more decompressing than potato chips, if there is, it is like Ren Feiyu, two slices and one bite double the speed.

"No," Ren Feiyu suddenly put down the potato chips, stretched out most of his body and tried his best to reach the door of the cabinet under his bed. "How can there be no happy fat house water with potato chips, I remember there is a bottle of Coke... Hey?"

"Daewoo—" Lin Wu, Li Junchi, and Xia Yang shouted almost at the same time.

I saw that Ren Feiyu was sticking out too much, and the only one left hand did not grasp the upper bunk fence, and the whole person fell down like this!

The accident happened so quickly that there was simply no time for any action.

The three of them just watched Ren Feiyu fall out of the upper bunk, and watched him instinctively grabbing for survival in mid-air, but couldn't catch anything that could be leveraged, and finally landed on the ground in the center of the house.

From Ren Feiyu's upper bunk to the center of the room, there is a big diagonal line, this is a free fall motion that Galileo's coffin board can't hold back.

What's even more incredible is that when Ren Feiyu fell out of the bed, his head was down, but he finally landed on both feet, light and steady.

The air was suddenly quiet.

Ren Feiyu, who was squatting in the center of the room, raised his head tremblingly, with a dazed look on his face: "What happened just now?"

Xia Yang swallowed his saliva, and even his accent was frightened into Mandarin: "You fell off the bed."

Lin Wu's eyes have never been so wide in his life: "Rolling, gliding, landing."

"The thief, the magic, the thief is unscientific." Li Junchi felt that the water for washing his feet was cold.

At the same time, in the same dormitory building, Department of Mechanical Engineering, Room 509.

Ge Liang, who scrapped another piece of drawing paper, almost drove the mechanical drawing work crazy: "Why do you still need to learn hand-painting when you have computer-made drawings now!"

No one paid him any attention.

Wang Ye is obsessed with the newly downloaded mini game, "Cat's Backyard".

Jiang Tan is concentrating on reading the book, "Mechanical Design Practical Mechanisms and Devices Atlas".

Yuan Sijie chatted on WeChat: "Be good, be obedient."

Ge Liang: "..."

He is so difficult.

With a slap of the pencil on the table, Ge Liang got up in anger and shouted loudly: "The homework is due tomorrow, don't you have any sense of urgency!"

Those who played games, chatted in bed, and read books under the bed finally turned their attention.

"You haven't finished painting yet?" Yuan Sijie's gentle voice revealed surprise.

"..." Ge Liang looked at the two.

Wang Ye and Jiang Tan's eyes mean the same thing, but there is no tenderness, they can't be tender in their entire lives.

"Damn, I didn't finish the co-authoring?" Ge Liang finally woke up to the cruel reality that he was at the bottom. He sat back at the desk angrily, but still muttered unwillingly, "When did you all secretly draw, and you didn't bring me..."

In terms of academic performance, Ge Liang was definitely not at the bottom of the dormitory, but when it came to mechanical drawing, his hand was like the one behind him.

Just as he was upset about the new blank drawing paper, the phone suddenly rang, someone in the academy group @all.

[School of Mechanical and Power Engineering]

School Office - Teacher Fu: Jiang Tan, a 19th grade mechanical engineering classmate, saved two drowning students in the school swimming pool today at noon. In order to commend Jiang Tan's courageous spirit, the college decided to give Jiang Tan a report and a reward of 2,000 yuan.

"Is this a notification?" When Ge Liang came back in the afternoon, he heard about Jiang Tan's heroic deeds. Even the short video of Jiang Tan's diving to save lives has been circulated in various class groups in the Mechanical College, but the college can react like this. Quick, he didn't expect it.

"Everything you do now pays attention to efficiency," Yuan Sijie put down the phone, unscrewed it and took a sip of the slightly cool sparkling water. "Today is over today, who knows what will happen tomorrow."

"Yes," Ge Liang had a deep understanding of the impermanence of the world. "It's rare for even Wang Ye to have a girl. It's still our senior sister Hua. I won't be surprised if it happens again."

The title of "school flower" of senior sister is not recognized by the male compatriots in the Mechanical College, it can only be "Department Flower", which belongs to the real estate of the Mechanical College. Promised to senior sister, only barely escaped the disaster.

but-

"Hey, Wang Ye," Ge Liang has been curious about this, "Why don't you like Senior Sister? She is fair-skinned, beautiful, has a good personality, and has top grades. You are equal to helping the poor, and you still choose?"

There was so much noise in his ears, Wang Ye paused the game and cast an impatient look: "I don't like people."

Ge Liang: "..."

Yuan Sijie shrugged, "I knew it."

In fact, Wang Ye is very difficult to contact, and he is not close to anyone. The classmates in the class estimate that half of his face and name still do not match.

But he was different from Jiang Tan. Jiang Tan's coldness is cold to the core, and it is the same to everyone. Wang Ye's coldness is only for "outsiders". Once he recognizes you as a friend and a buddy, it will be very interesting and loyal. It is completely another. extreme.

Yuan Sijie is very fortunate that after spending more than a year with the dormitory, he, Jiang Tan and Ge Liang have been classified by Wang Ye into the category of "people of their own", although the price may be "friends ≠ people".

Ge Liang's understanding of Wang Ye is even more thorough. After all, there is only one high school in the high school. Although there are different classes, Wang Ye is a God of War player who has played all over the school and surrounding colleges. You will be scared even if you are separated by eight classes.

It's not worth it for him to replace the senior sister: "What is the senior sister thinking of you, thinking of your wild personality? Thinking of your poor grades?"

-Ge Liang in high school walked around Wang Ye, and now Ge Liang can be so ignorant of life and death.

Wang Ye was too lazy to pay attention to him.

Yuan Sijie and Ge Liang said: "Maybe he is handsome, or he may be in good shape, or else he is the temperament of walking hormones, what do you think?"

Ge Liang, who didn't have any of these items, shook his head stubbornly: "Senior sister won't be so superficial. Before so many people chased her, both handsome and rich, have you ever been moved by senior sister!"

Yuan Sijie: "That's the handsome guy who is not as rich as him, and the rich guy who is not as handsome as him."

After the voice fell, Yuan Sijie's own cell phone rang again, this time it was a phone call.

Yuan Sijie answered immediately, and her voice became gentle in a second: "Well, here... I'll accompany you..."

Ge Liang: "..."

When he walked into this dormitory as a freshman and saw the fierce Wang Ye, the icy Jiang Tan, and the charming and gentle Yuan Sijie, he should have known that this 509 is not his home.

Continue to draw, now only homework can soothe his restless heart.

Biting the pen and looking at the white paper for five minutes.

Pen again.

Another five minutes.

Ge Liang's mentality has completely collapsed - the more he paints, the uglier he gets!

Giving up self-study, Ge Liang walked over to Wang Ye's bed and patted him on his latest failed masterpiece: "How the hell do you draw this thing?"

Wang Ye paused the game, picked up the "waste paper" on his body with one hand, and reached out to Ge Liang with the other.

Ge Liang immediately handed over the pencil, the skillful movement and the tacit understanding of cooperation, as if it was not the first time.

With a few brushstrokes, Wang Ye corrected a few key lines in question, and then looked for a rough outline. The mechanical parts that were just about to be refined just now became regular and looked like serious parts.

It is not the first time that Ge Liang has seen Wang Ye turn corruption into a miraculous thing, but every time he looks at it again, he still feels that such things as "talent" or "reiki" really exist.

When Ge Liang was a freshman, he found that he was a tiankeng in his hand-drawn drawings, and it was useless to hear the chickens dance. Fortunately, in the real practical field of mechanical engineering, computer software drawing was basically used, and the basic course of hand-drawing drawings was also mixed in the past. Enough. So as soon as he handed in his homework, he would arrest anyone in the dormitory for advice.

But more often, he found that the drawing styles of his roommates were also completely different. Jiang Tan compares the legend and restores it strictly one-to-one, and the accuracy is terrifying; although Yuan Sijie also draws according to the legend, as long as the difference is not bad, it can meet the basic requirements of the operation.

Wang Ye is different from both of them.

Wang Ye only needs to look at the legend before drawing, and then he starts "blind drawing"!

At first, Ge Liang thought that he was impatient with his "ask for advice", so he scribbled a few perfunctory strokes. In the end, he waited for the picture to get his hands on it. Although he was not as perverted as Jiang Tan, it was as easy as crushing Yuan Sijie. The blueprint data had already been scanned into his brain.

Because of this, Wang Ye's drawing speed was so fast, as if he didn't need to think about it at all.

A one-hour picture, as rigorous as Jiang Tan, took two hours, relaxed requirements like Yuan Sijie, it took fifty minutes, but Wang Ye only needed half an hour. Ge Liang even felt that if Wang Ye wasn't so impatient and was willing to be more serious, it would be fine to achieve Jiang Tan's precision, and he would not need to spend as much time as Jiang Tan.

When he first discovered Wang Ye's skill, Ge Liang only regarded it as a common specialty. After all, the student's grades in all subjects were at the bottom, and it was normal for one subject to be extremely partial.

It wasn't until a chance later that he saw Wang Ye's mechanical sketches in his computer, and he was really shocked.

Wang Ye's sketches don't match their mechanical drawings at all. They are paintings that can be viewed purely as art. They have both magnificent imagination and mechanical beauty. They are more like professional learning painting or industrial design. The kind of work that can only be produced with big hands.

But Ge Liang didn't tell anyone about this, nor did he ask Wang Ye why he wanted to apply for an engineering major like them, instead of going to those majors that allowed him to paint as he wanted.

Afraid that Wang Ye will be sad or embarrassed to ask questions that shouldn't be asked

Do not.

Ge Liang is not as delicate as Yuan Sijie. He simply thinks that Wang Ye should not want to say it. If he asks, he will be easily beaten.

Wang Ye helped Ge Liang finish his homework and continued to indulge in setting up his "cat backyard".

After placing a new small toy, he found that Ge Liang hadn't left yet. He frowned and raised his head to see Ge Liang staring at him thoughtfully, biting the pen in his mouth again.

Wang Ye didn't remember Ge Liang's habit of biting the pen after thinking hard, but tonight the other party seemed to have added such a bad habit, and biting very persistently.

He just looked at it like that.

With a "click", the pencil was gnawed by Ge Liang.