When I woke up again, it was already dark.
Lin Zhaoxi lifted the coat covering her face, picked up her phone, and was shocked by the dense unread messages on WeChat.
She was taken aback, thinking she had slept all day and night on the sofa in the library, but luckily she didn't.
The modeling competition group seems to be discussing where to have dinner tomorrow, and the time in the upper right corner of the phone screen shows that there is still half an hour before the cram school for the postgraduate entrance examination.
She turned over and sat up, covering her face with her hands, still in a daze, where is her schoolbag
After the game just now, she was so focused on going downstairs to sleep that she took the blanket but not her schoolbag, so...
She tentatively sent a WeChat message to Lao Wang and Ah Guang. But when she finished washing her face in the toilet and turned on the screen with wet hands, she found that the two hadn't returned.
She was probably sleeping soundly, so she was too embarrassed to call to wake them up at this time. She returned to the main interface again, trying to find Pei Zhi or Xie Ran, the chat history was pulled to the bottom, and she found a message from Pei Zhi, which was pushed to the back because it was sent too early.
Pei Zhi—your schoolbag is with me, Fengshun Building 105.
Lin Zhaoxi put down her phone, turned on the faucet, splashed some water on her face, and looked at her phone again. As expected, it was not a hallucination.
Lin Zhaoxi—Sorry! ! I just woke up, are you still at 105
-exist.
Pei Zhi returned very quickly, with only one word.
Lin Zhaoxi—Then I'll get it now! ! !
She rushed out of the library and ran to Fengshun Building. Pei Zhi was already waiting at the door of Office 105 with his schoolbag.
"Please help me pack my schoolbag." Lin Zhaoxi bowed.
"It's okay, I still have a lot of people's things here." Pei Zhi said.
The air was quiet for a while, and Lin Zhaoxi heard the conversation in the office.
It seems that some people are saying "big framework error", and some people are saying "unreliable". She even heard the name of Professor Feng from Yongchuan University.
But the conversation in the office was very low, and she couldn't hear it very clearly.
At this moment, the door suddenly opened. A professor leaned out half of his body, and suddenly handed some sheets of paper to her: "Go and make two copies."
Lin Zhaoxi caught a glimpse of the scene inside the door inadvertently, and couldn't help taking half a step back.
Pei Zhi's tutor, Professor Zeng, sat inside.
The teacher who asked her to copy the materials was surnamed Zhou. She remembered that the other party was also a professor in the Department of Mathematics. On the first day of class, Professor Zhou said: I, like you, are here to spend the class time. It can be said that I have a very individual character.
Lin Zhaoxi was carrying the schoolbag, stunned for a moment, and subconsciously asked, "Yes, where is the photocopy?"
"The easternmost part of the second floor, I'll go with you." Pei Zhi reached out his hand and took the copied materials back from her hand.
Before handing over the copied materials, Lin Zhaoxi saw that the title seemed to be "Explanation of some problems for the manuscripts under review in your journal."
Therefore, Lin Zhaoxi understood why Pei Zhi made such an unnecessary move, and wanted to take back the materials and go with her. This was not something she could read.
Along the way, Lin Zhaoxi just followed behind Pei Zhi without saying a word.
Walking to the copy room, Pei Zhi skillfully pulled the cover and scanned the documents.
His shirt cuffs were half rolled up, obviously he hadn't rested for a longer period of time, but he couldn't see the slightest bit of fatigue, or in other words, his fatigue was well concealed.
The street lights in the campus gradually turned on, Pei Zhi's face was hidden in the darkness, he pressed the copy button, and the rustling sound of the scanner was heard.
"I'm here with you because I don't trust you, but this material should not be leaked." The boy said slowly.
The surroundings were very quiet, Lin Zhaoxi did not expect Pei Zhi to be so magnanimous. Hastily waved: "It's okay, it's okay, don't show me, my mouth is not strict at all."
Pei Zhi nodded, with a solemn expression that did not seem to be fake: "I'm still sorry, but actually this is not something I can see."
Lin Zhaoxi recalled that he did not turn his eyes from the beginning to the end, and never glanced at the content of the materials.
"Professor Zhou was too careless. He showed us such things casually, luring us to make mistakes!" Lin Zhaoxi continued to smooth things over.
The copier spit out sheets of paper. The boy stood in front of the machine with a stern profile.
Pei Zhi: "In fact, the main reason is that there are two groups of people in the academic circle, especially in the mathematics circle. Most of them are obsessed with academics, and they don't care about many problems..."
When Pei Zhi said this, the copy machine finished working. He bent down and put away the manuscript in the copy exit.
"And...there's a part?" Lin Zhaoxi asked.
Pei Zhi lightly sorted out the manuscript in his hand, his eyes fell on it, and said indifferently: "Like this."
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It can't be said that Pei Zhi's words made her feel bad.
After all, before they parted at the door of the office, Pei Zhi reminded her not to oversleep, there was a dinner party tomorrow evening.
The main reason is that the word "academic circle" in Pei Zhi's mouth made Lin Zhaoxi feel the pressure. She also thought of what Xie Ran warned her in the world of cheese - "the academic circle is very complicated".
Indeed, not only for her, but even for all students who have not set foot in this circle, the three words "academic circle" represent a desirable living atmosphere.
But now, judging from Pei Zhi's performance of reconciliation and keeping secrets, it seems that it is not always the case.
Because Lao Wang was obviously sleeping soundly, the postgraduate entrance examination class was temporarily replaced by a teacher.
Lin Zhaoxi hadn't slept for two days, and it was a bit difficult for her to listen. After forcing herself to concentrate and record all the content, she didn't participate in the Q&A session after class, and went straight to pack her things and go home.
Lao Lin was waiting for her.
In the hazy night, there was a dynamic and energetic singing sound in the courtyard of the house. Lao Lin set up a recliner and half-lyed under the flower stand, with a plate of peanuts beside him.
What is scarier than an old man watching a talent show is that this old man is watching a boys' talent show. While peeling peanuts, Lao Lin watched Korean programs on the iPad. On the small screen, a few young boys were singing and dancing hard on the stage, and Lao Lin was smiling.
Lin Zhaoxi lit the chandelier on the flower stand and said, "Dad, your smile is so weird..."
She put down her schoolbag and sat down beside Lao Lin.
For some reason, she was still anxious along the way. But maybe the atmosphere in the courtyard at home is comfortable. After sitting down beside Lao Lin, she also suddenly calmed down.
"Whoever is obsessed with academics like you every day, a young man like me must persist in advancing with the times." Lao Lin replied.
"Dad, you don't have to be so cryptic, why don't you just ask me how the game is going..."
"If you ask me to ask, I will ask, what is the dignity of being a father?"
"I think it's not bad. The possibility of provincial one is very high. The national first prize depends on luck."
Hearing what she said, Lao Lin squinted his eyes and chewed two peanuts: "That's pretty good, so what's the matter with your broken-hearted face when you walk in the door? It made me nervous for so long."
The boys sang and danced on the stage, their movements were sexy and provocative.
Lin Zhaoxi yawned: "Dad, what do you think of the academic circle?"
The singing of "Calang Hey Yo" and "Ca Lang Hey" echoed in the night, and Lao Lin stopped.
After a while, he pressed pause on the ipad and asked, "What's wrong?"
"I can't tell. I feel like Pei Zhi is implying me today that the academic circle is not as good as I thought, so what do you think?"
"If you must listen to my opinion, I can only tell you that it is neither as good nor as bad as you think."
"How do you know how well I think?"
"Yes, I don't know."
With a soft "click", Lao Lin pinched open a peanut, "So what exactly do you want, academics, mathematics, academic circles, mathematics circles, or a handsome guy in the mathematics circle?"
Lin Zhaoxi still had some insights.
That's right, her goal is not to enter the academic circle, not to mention that she is not qualified to join it at present, so it seems that it is not her turn to worry about this thing.
But at the end, she couldn't help but stare at Lao Lin.
"Why are you staring at me? You can't even talk about love when you are so young, and you are talking about the academic circle with Pei Zhi, and you still want to stare at your old father? What is this smell on you, what kind of hairstyle is this, did I really give birth to a daughter?"
While criticizing her, Lao Lin clicked on the collection section of his station b. He picked out his collection of house dancers, clicked on one at random, pointed to the singing and dancing girl inside and said to her, "Look at her, how cute~"
The word "how cute" still has a rising vibrato.
In the video, the little girl in a bright yellow skirt with double ponytails, a bright smile, twirling and jumping, Lin Zhaoxi followed suit with an idiotic smile.
"This little skirt is so cute." She subconsciously said.
"It's cute, you should still be able to wear it after losing weight." Lao Lin said suddenly.
"Dad, chat as long as you chat, this is a personal attack!"
Lin Zhaoxi suddenly realized, she wrote down the ID, picked up her schoolbag angrily, turned around and left.