A few minutes later, Li Mingyao felt better. He leaned against the wall, took a long breath, and smiled palely at me and Han Ke'er. Han Ke'er and I shook our heads helplessly, and then supported him and prepared to send him back to Zhongshan Buddhist Statue Museum, but he said he wanted to be alone, so he got in a taxi and left alone.
I could only shake my head and then sent Han Ke'er to the bus that our school uses to welcome new students. After sending Han Ke'er on the bus, I turned around and went back to the new student reception office alone. Thinking about it, I felt really unlucky. Even when I asked Li Mingyao to come out for a meal, something bad happened.
After returning to the reception desk for new employees, I looked at the time. It was already two o'clock in the afternoon. The seven or eight opium addicts who had stayed up all night were already lying on the ground unconscious. However, the teacher did not have time to pay attention to them and went about his own business.
Come to think of it, we had to work all night, and the school only provided us with boxed lunches, which were all vegetarian. It was okay for us energetic young men, but it would be strange if these guys who had worked all night could bear it.
I saw Kaizi had come back, and he was standing aside with a sullen look on his face. I ran over and sat next to him and said, "Kaizi, what's wrong?"
Kaizi said with a depressed look on his face: "Stop talking. The girl just now has a boyfriend, and he's very strong. I just sent her there and I ran into him after walking a few steps."
I looked at the miserable Kaizi, wanting to laugh but unable to. The others all looked gloating. I patted him on the shoulder and said, "It's okay. Just be more careful next time."
Kaizi nodded, and I stood up. I heard Kaizi say in a low voice: "What a pity for my lunch box." I suddenly remembered that he threw away his lunch box as soon as he saw the beautiful girl. He must still be hungry now, poor kid.
Later, many beauties came one after another, but Kaizi and I couldn’t get any of them. I didn’t have the heart to do it and Kaizi wasn’t in the mood.
I was so busy that I returned to the dormitory around five in the evening, feeling exhausted. Fatty Cao and Glasses were still sleeping on the bed. Kaizi and I were so envious and jealous that I wanted to kill Kaizi. It was because he told me there were a lot of beauties there that I went there. I didn't expect to be fooled.
After packing up, Glasses told us with a happy face that he wanted to invite us out for a drink. We felt strange because it was difficult to get Glasses to go out normally, let alone go out for a drink.
Glasses told us that it seemed that his book had been signed. It seemed that this was the only book he had signed among so many books. I don’t know what he wrote.
After leaving school, we found a restaurant and ordered some food, and Yan Jing started talking to us about this book.
I know he has had numerous books rejected, but I didn't expect this one to be signed and get good response from readers. Kaizi and I are really happy for him. At least he can pursue his ideals, but I don't even have an ideal. I don't even know how to get by.
As I watched Glasses excitedly introducing his book, I was thinking that he was really happy, unlike me who didn't even know what to do in the future. To be honest, I never really studied the painting major seriously. At that time, I chose this major just because I was good at drawing talismans and I felt that I could hold a pen well, so I learned it.
Now it seems that, not to mention that I didn’t study hard, even if I did study hard it would be difficult to find a job after graduation, let alone those of us who are junior college students.
Later, I felt a headache just thinking about it, so I shook my head, raised my glass and said loudly: "Glasses, I hope you can succeed. Let me toast to our future great writer."
The others were also inspired by what I said and stood up to toast. Yan Jing also stood up with a red face and said, "Now I am at most a writer, not even an author, let alone a writer. But you will always be my brothers, and I will keep writing."
"I have a golden dream. I want to write about a new world, a brand new world with brand new rules. We will no longer live in such a restraint as we do now. I want to write a book that everyone will give a thumbs up when they mention it." Glasses became more and more excited as he spoke.
"Yan Jing, you must have confidence in yourself. As your brother, I will always support you." I must have been a little drunk at the time, and I hugged Yan Jing and said fiercely.
Kaizi and Fatty Cao probably drank a little too much, so they stood up, hugged each other, and started crying together. That night, I didn’t know why we cried, but we just cried.
I woke up the next day with a terrible headache, but I still remembered last night's actions very clearly. However, I didn't mention it. Kaizi and the other three should have known it too, but they all didn't want to mention it, because Kaizi, Fatty Cao and I are all the kind of people who just want to eat and wait for death, unlike Yanjing, who has dreams and can fight for them.
Anyway, after that day, Yanjing worked even harder at typing, while Kaizi and I continued to surf the Internet, pick up girls, and live a life of idleness. But I was very glad that I knew one more thing than them, which was catching ghosts.
In fact, if you live in a big city, the chances of encountering ghosts are relatively small, for two reasons.
The first reason is that the environment of big cities has been severely damaged and is not suitable for ghosts to survive, so many ghosts have gone to the countryside, as mentioned before.
The second is urban planning. Some people may wonder what the relationship is between urban planning and the reduction of urban ghosts. Let me tell you this. The layout of each of these big cities is a Feng Shui bureau. When the country built the city, it invited Feng Shui masters as consultants to establish it. Basically, big cities have the function of suppressing evil spirits.
At that time, it was difficult to see ghosts in any city. However, after years of modifications and demolitions, the effect of the Feng Shui bureau has gradually weakened.
However, there are some exceptions, such as the Forbidden City in Beijing, where there are often rumors of hauntings. In fact, it is because the Forbidden City has its own feng shui layout, and the feng shui layout of Beijing city cannot hinder it. It is a layout within a layout, and the effect of the Forbidden City's feng shui layout to restrict ghosts has long been destroyed, so the ghosts inside will never be extinguished.
And then there is Nanjing. The Nanjing Massacre left behind tens of millions of souls. How could it be possible that a small Feng Shui bureau could limit this
There are many places like this in China, so I won’t list them all. Anyway, living in the city of Chengdu, I haven’t encountered any ghosts for a long time.
Anyway, life passed by little by little, and soon it was the end of the first semester of my sophomore year. Kaizi and I had just finished an all-night class and were about to return to the dormitory when we suddenly saw a figure swaying at the dormitory door. Kaizi and I thought it was a thief, but when we looked closely, it turned out to be Director Wang.
Kaizi was shocked. Director Wang was specifically responsible for catching people who skipped bedtime and surfed the Internet.
Director Wang was shaking his head as if he was hesitant and wanted to knock on the door. I shouted, "Who is Director Wang looking for?" I guessed that he was most likely looking for me. Firstly, he and the people in our dormitory had contact with me before. Secondly, he looked miserable and wanted to find someone for help.
Director Wang, who was originally full of worry, forced a smile as soon as he saw me and said, "Student Wu Jiu, you just got back. Are you free? Can we go out and chat?"
Kaizi was worried at first, but he was also a smart man. After hearing what Director Wang said, how could he not understand? He immediately said, "Brother Xiaojiu, go and talk to Director Wang. I'll go back to the dormitory and won't disturb you." After saying that, he ignored my reaction and immediately went into the dormitory.
I looked at Director Wang and nodded. Although I didn't know what was going on, Director Wang had been protecting me a lot since I ran away from the dormitory this past semester. It was unreasonable and I couldn't refuse him.
When Director Wang saw me nod, he was immediately delighted and said, "Come on, my car is downstairs. I'll treat you to breakfast first." After that, he ignored my response and took me away.
I was actually puzzled because he wasn't so anxious last time. Could it be that he encountered some powerful and dirty creature
[ps: Recently, some friends have said that some of my writings imitated "The Years I Was a Yin-Yang Master". I admit that I borrowed some of the settings from that book because I like that book very much, but the rest of the content will go my own way. Don't worry about that. When reading a book, everyone is happy, right? This book has been signed, so feel free to collect it.]