[Post] Let me tell you about the anecdote I heard in the toilet cubicle today... [Fire]
[Post] Urgently connected to the person in the building next door to listen to the student's tragic self-report - those things that were entangled by a senior named Xiao [Fire] [Fire] [Fire]
C big forum was full of wind and clouds overnight.
These two posts turned out to be popular on the homepage, and the real-time online number of the forum continued to soar.
Lu Yan didn't know about this. He was planning how to bring the yellow T-shirt into his band. It was rare to meet such a good seed, and it would be a pity if he couldn't catch it.
At the same time that the number of replies on the C forum skyrocketed, he and Li Zhen were discussing countermeasures.
"He's a C student, can this be brought in? Will you think we're not popular?" Li Zhen asked hesitantly.
"Give it a try," Lu Yan said on the phone, "I went to their classroom and took a class to get in touch with him. He is studying computer and is a sophomore. I have figured out the basic situation. I plan to ask him out tomorrow. Have a meal and talk."
"Computer? This major is a bit too big."
Lu Yan said: "Kangaroo used to learn gardening when he was in college—you forgot?"
Li Zhen: "Hahaha too."
The second day's class is in the afternoon, business management.
Lu Yan went to replace the class as usual, and it was the first time in class that he received a message from a client.
[Xiao Heng]: Arrived
arrive. Lu Yanhui.
Don't worry, I'll be a substitute for the class. It's my principle not to be late or leave early.
The client only replies with one word.
[Xiao Heng]: OK.
The old professor was talking about human resources on stage. When Lu Yan sent a message to this client, he never thought that the client himself and his two brothers were about to block him, and he didn't get any other meaning from the word "Xing". Come.
The exact meaning expressed by this 'row' is actually:
OK, you wait for me.
Outside the big classroom.
There was a man sitting on the steps of the stairs at the corner of the corridor.
This location is very close to the classroom, but separated by a wall.
Xiao Heng sat on the steps, lowered his head and unbuttoned the two buttons, folded up the cuffs slowly, and said to the person below the steps: "As soon as the person comes out later, you and Shaofeng go up and get him over."
"No problem, I've seen the photo, I'm sure he'll make him docile," Zhai Zhuangzhi said, "But why does it look familiar to me when I look at the photo, he looks quite handsome, Boss, do you want to see it?"
Xiao Heng can see ghosts.
He managed to sleep for a while last night, and just lay down for no more than ten minutes when he was woken up by various news.
All the content that was sent was unbelievable.
- All men are born equal and free.
—Don’t worry that we will look at you differently, love is equal, be brave and be yourself.
—Everyone has the right to pursue happiness.
…
Xiao Heng put one hand in the pocket of his clothes, and pressed his fingertips against the cold sliding cover of the lighter, thinking that when the man came out, he had better beat him up first.
Block people.
He hasn't done it in a long time.
Zhai Zhuangzhi was also very excited: "Why am I so excited, it feels like I'm back in high school, when Brother Heng—"
The word "high school" came out of nowhere.
Zhai Zhuangzhi wanted to continue, but Qiu Shaofeng elbowed him.
Zhai Zhuangzhi reacted and immediately turned off the microphone.
"Don't face the surveillance," Xiao Heng said without seeming to have any emotional fluctuations, "Remember to block in the corner."
The bell rang for the end of get out of class, and the quiet classroom was instantly filled with cheers for the end of get out of class.
After this class, Lu Yan didn't listen much to the class, but he wrote half a song. He packed up his things, folded the piece of paper and stuffed it in his trouser pocket.
It was clear and sunny outside.
It's a good day.
Especially suitable for naxin.
Looking at the sunshine outside the window, Lu Yan planned to go to the computer department to find the future bass player of the band for dinner, but just a few steps out of the classroom, he was dragged out of the crowd by an invisible force.
"Is it him?" Lu Yan asked when he heard a voice.
"That's him!" said another.
When Lu Yan came back to his senses, someone had already pushed his arms against the wall from left to right.
Lu Yan: "Two brothers, what's the matter?"
The attitude of the person in front of him was too calm, Qiu Shaofeng was surprisingly angry: "Don't you know what you did yourself!"
Lu Yan repeated his words: "What did I do?"
"..." Qiu Shaofeng couldn't communicate with him, turned his head and shouted, "Boss!"
Only then did someone come down the steps. The man walked in a leisurely manner, as if he was passing by rather than blocking people. The man walked up to him, and a familiar wristwatch appeared in the middle of Lu Yan's vision.
Up is a lean wrist.
Going up, the four eyes meet.
Eldest young master. The first entry that popped up in Lu Yan's mind.
Kill Matt. Xiao Heng could only think of these three words.
The eldest young master is not dressed as formally as last time today, he is dressed very casually, even more casually than most of the people walking on campus, wearing a pair of flip-flops on his feet.
But the amazing thing is that even if he stepped on flip-flops, his personal image did not lose points. If he has a class to attend later, he will feel like the type who will find the corner of the classroom and lie down to sleep .
Eyebrows sleepy, looks very loose look.
Xiao Heng was really sleepy at first, but when the words "Kill Matt" came out of his mind and went straight to the top of the sky, he became sober in an instant.
"You," Lu Yan related what happened last time with the current situation, "... came for revenge?"
The last time I chased after him to apologize, but this person didn't respond, it's not that I didn't report it, but it's not time yet.
Lu Yan figured it out, so he just waited for an opportunity to punish him later.
But he looked at the red hair driving his left arm, and the strange face on the right, and felt that he had to say something: "Let's not mention how you know I'm teaching here, isn't it too much for you three-on-one. "
In the middle of Lu Yan's words, the young master took another two steps forward. The two got very close, and then he heard the young master whisper six words in his ear: "I, Department of Economics, Xiao Heng."
"..."
After Xiao Heng finished speaking, he stepped back, back to the previous distance.
This is what I want to express.
This is a bit familiar.
But Lu Yan really didn't expect the world to be so small.
Substitute for someone, and the Xiao Heng who replaced him was actually this young master.
Lu Yan and Xiao Heng looked at each other for a while, and felt that he might understand. Although both arms were pressed, he still moved his fingers, hooked his hand to signal him to come closer, and introduced himself according to the same format:
"I, a vagrant, Lu Yan."
Xiao Heng: "..."
Zhai Zhuangzhi: "..."
Qiu Shaofeng: "..."
The group of people who were going out after class had basically left, and the corridor became quiet again.
"Okay," Xiao Heng said, "show him."
After finishing speaking, Xiao Heng half-closed his eyes as if he had no energy, and stretched out his hand to Zhai Zhuangzhi.
Brothers for many years, Zhai Zhuangzhi immediately reacted, took out his mobile phone, opened the C forum and handed it over.
This posture and cooperation reminded Lu Yan of the small group that bullied students in the school. Lu Yan was thinking wildly, and then two lines of words on the screen of the mobile phone rushed into his eyes: the secret of the toilet, the tragic self-report of the junior .
The secret of the toilet is a leaking post, the second post is more creative, and it uses interview style.
Landlord: In order to protect the privacy of the parties concerned, the following interviews use a pseudonym for the parties concerned, and the pseudonym is Xiaohua. Xiaohua, may I ask if you knew a certain senior named Xiao before
Xiaohua (pseudonym): He is very famous. I've heard of it, but I haven't seen it, and I don't know it at all.
Landlord: When do you think he had a crush on you
Xiao Hua: He said he thought I was handsome when he saw me playing bass. I guess it was at that time that he became interested in me that he shouldn't have.
Lu Yan read the phrase 'interests that shouldn't be' several times.
Landlord: Did he make any strange moves after that
Xiaohua: He followed me to class after he came out of the toilet, sat next to me and listened to music, and even wanted to give me an earphone. I was very scared at the time.
Landlord: Earphones
Xiaohua: Yes, very ambiguous, I did not answer.
Landlord: How do you feel about this? Is there anything you want to say
Xiaohua: I am very distressed, I don't know how to face his fanatical pursuit.
Lu Yan understood completely now.
Yellow T-shirt ran too fast yesterday, and when he wanted to introduce himself to him again, Huang T-shirt threw the mop at him and rushed out the door, running at the same speed as he was playing the bass quick.
Lu Yan chased after him, chasing after each other in the teaching building with Huang T-shirt.
But after the yellow T-shirt ran into the classroom, the professor stood on the podium and was ready to teach, and it was not convenient for him to speak.
"That earphone, I want to let him listen to our band's songs," Lu Yan didn't know where to start to explain, "He plays the bass well, two people left our band a few days ago..."
His words didn't go smoothly, and there was almost no logic and order. At the end of the speech, Lu Yan raised his hand and scratched his hair, and burst out a dirty word: "Fuck, what the fuck."
Zhai Zhuangzhi interrupted: "Are you in a band?"
Qiu Shaofeng: "What's your position, guitarist?"
"... Tsk," Xiao Heng would never forget Lu Yan's bizarre guitar skills, and said with a sneer, "Him? Guitar?"
Lu Yan: "..."
Lu Yan added: "In short, this is really a misunderstanding, and I will make it clear."
I don't know why there are so many misunderstandings every time I meet this person, and it was also the case when I caught the wrong person in the corridor last time.
He might not be compatible with this young master.
But he is indeed responsible for this matter. He had a brain twitch in the toilet that day and said that he was Xiao Heng.
Xiao Heng looked at him, as if trying to discern the authenticity of his words, and finally he waved his hands at the two people beside him: "Withdraw."
Zhai Zhuangzhi: "Just let him go like this?"
Qiu Shaofeng: "Boss, why don't you give me a beating first?"
Xiao Heng didn't reply, turned and walked out while stepping on his slippers.
Lu Yan thought to himself, weren't these people really a small group of bullies before
Lu Yan was about to return the phone to the redhead, but accidentally touched the screen with his fingertips, and the page of posts in front of him slid down again, and he accidentally saw several anonymous posts.
15L: A certain senior with the surname Xiao, is it Xiao Heng? The rich second generation
16L: Ah, it's Xiao Heng, I know him! Met once, honestly, he is handsome and has a good family background, are handsome guys going to have sex these days QAQ
17L: What's the matter, I'm just going to lie to that stupid little girl upstairs... This kind of ignorant and incompetent waste second generation ancestor, let's pull it down.
The word "waste" flashed in front of my eyes.
When Lu Yan raised his head again, he could only see the back of Xiao Heng walking out lazily.