Zhou Dumb

Wen Xizhi has had a hard time these few days.

Who can tell him why his favorability soared on the day of eating, but in the end when he was playing games at night, he avoided him?

Are you still shy?

That's not right, this time is too long, right?

The president, who was thinking hard, sat in the Academic Affairs Office and sorted through the documents. Most of them were notices of adjustments to the National Day holiday activities. Just go through them and sign them.

It's just, National Day...

The president, who hadn't figured out what to do on the National Day, subconsciously picked up the application form in his hand and looked at it, oh, the self-application form of the three dynasties and two teams in the e-sports club.

Speaking of the team of the last three dynasties, everyone knows that it was born in J University, and it is the only team born in a domestic university so far.

Like Fengzhen and Wanchaozong, most of the domestic teams were born in wild teams, and the teams established spontaneously developed into a team, played well to attract sponsors, and sought support.

These teams used to have no one to rely on, and it was really hard.

Compared with them, the Shangsan Dynasty is like a flower in a greenhouse.

The students are endowed with unique e-sports talents, supported by the school and sponsored by the council, and even have a special e-sports major.

The first team of the last three dynasties was the national team represented by Mo Xuyou, while the second team was the academy team led by the captain of the second team, He Weinan.

The college team is not under the management of J University's e-sports group company, but participates in college battles. Like ordinary clubs, it is under the management of the school.

He Weinan submitted the application for the second team because he wanted to take advantage of the National Day holiday to organize a training camp.

Originally, the holidays belonged to the students themselves, and it was impossible for the school to interfere with the private affairs of the students during the holidays, but the trouble was that the second team wanted to go to the company for training.

Wen Xizhi pondered for a while, then took out his mobile phone and dialed a number.

"Hello? It's me. What are your National Day team members' arrangements? The second team said they want to come to the company for training... Well... the school won't provide funds during the holidays...

Yes... Is there a place in the youth training room?

OK, I'll tell them.

kindness?National Day...Okay, I get it, I'll be back..."

After hanging up the phone, Wen Xizhi signed the application form and continued to process the documents in the hill.

At the same time, Zhou Menglai is taking his own professional design class.

The teacher of the design class happened to also be named Zhou, and her name was Zhou Huan. She was a shy and introverted female teacher.

Although he teaches design classes for special groups, Mr. Zhou Huan is not deaf-mute, and usually communicates with most of his classmates in sign language.

□□There are 20 students in a class, the ratio of male to female is exactly half, and not all of them are incurable, some are already receiving treatment, and their condition has improved slightly.

Every time he sees friends around who can speak syllables, although it is slow and laborious, Zhou Menglai is very envious, and is sincerely happy for them, and it is inevitable to be disappointed after being happy.

The etiology of the deaf-mute is simple but complex. It can be roughly divided into congenital and acquired, both of which can be cured or not.Xiaobai belongs to congenital hereditary dumbness, which is incurable, while Zhou Menglai is acquired dumbness, but it is only a few hours away from congenital...

Thinking of this, Zhou Menglai felt even more ridiculous. He was already twenty years old this year, and if he didn't receive treatment, it was no different from being untreatable.

It's just that the cost of treatment is too expensive...

Zhou Menglai, who was deep in thought, didn't realize that Mr. Zhou Huan had come to his desk. He clasped his desk lightly with his hand, and with a slightly embarrassed smile on his face, he gestured: Zhou Menglai's homework design and drawing submitted last week Very good, would you like to share the inspiration of your work with everyone?

Zhou Menglai was taken aback for a moment, remembering the axle design he drew last week, he didn't feel much when he drew it, he just did it as he wanted, now looking at it...

The running edge of the dark gold wheel shaft, the combination of copper coin buckle wheel shaft and camouflage, every turn is a new experience.

If we talk about inspiration, I'm afraid it was the shooting on Friday.

Zhou Menglai suddenly regretted avoiding Wen Xizhi for the past few days, and felt that he was a bit hypocritical, this is Papa Jin!Why do you want to cut off your own money!

Go back to the game and find Papa Jin to exchange feelings!

After pretending to draw inspiration, Zhou Menglai sat back in his original position, obviously feeling that his old age machine was vibrating.

You have a new short message.

Sender: brother

Brother, I want to go to country B with my classmates on National Day, give me some pocket money, just in case, [-] is enough.

Zhou Menglai frowned, and typed back: You are not a senior in high school, why do you have time to go abroad to play, besides, where do I get so much money, our family is not rich, and I don't go to work...

Brother: Brother, if you don't want to give it, just say it, don't prevaricate me with these words, I don't know you yet, you have tens of thousands at hand, right?Our parents haven't given you living expenses since you were admitted to university. Don't you make a lot of money in your game?

Brother: Why, brother, you don’t care about your family when you have money?You also know that the college entrance examination is very stressful. I just want to go abroad to relax. Doesn't this satisfy me?

Zhou Menglai couldn't refuse his younger brother who grew up with him. For some reason, he was always obedient to his younger brother, and he couldn't bear to scold him at all.

After careful calculation of the [-] given by Wen Xizhi, after deducting the [-] monthly savings, the [-] basic cost of materials for making games and self-made weapons every month, and the [-] repayment of the family loan, there is [-] left.

He is the eldest son, and within the [-] miles, [-] will be allocated to his family.

Ordinary people naturally spend less than [-] a month, but the Zhou family is different...

Zhou Menglai sighed inwardly, and sent a text message to his younger brother to say that he would call on his parents' card later.

Brother: Okay, by the way, brother, you came back on National Day, right?Aunt Lin is going to take three days off, so she has to hire a nanny to take care of our parents. Third brother and younger sister, please come back and help me take a look. My younger sister misses you too.

Zhou Menglai: Okay, I see. If you have any problems at home, just tell me.

The author has something to say: Zhou'er's family...the situation is special

Little sweet text, absolutely not cruel