I have something to say about the invisible population of schools

Yang Xiaofeng's eyelids twitched last night, and he was not too excited, so he climbed into bed early and fell asleep.

"Wow, after all, big cities are not as crowded as in the evening rush hour."

At 45:405 p.m. on Friday, the boys in [-] stood for two and a half hours, struggling to get out of Line [-]. The most embarrassing one was Yang Xiaofeng, who was carrying a backpack and a laptop.

"Excuse me, give me a break, I'm sorry." Yang Xiaofeng pulled out his computer bag from the crowd, sweating from exhaustion.

"I suddenly feel that going home every week is quite a toss." Qiu Luo patted Yang Xiaofeng on the shoulder, and asked, "Help me for a while?"

Yang Xiaofeng was also polite, wiped the sweat and handed it over.

"Hurry up, it's not good to be late."

"No, go out from Exit 5 and go straight, you will be there in [-] minutes."

The boss looked at the navigation and said solemnly.

As a result, when I turned my head, I saw the sign and found that the People's Square, a large station, had more than 20 exits.

The four of them were unlucky and happened to be standing on the edge of Exit 22.

"I think it's better for us to hurry up."

"Yes."

"It took only 5 minutes to get out of Exit 10, but it took us [-] minutes to find Exit [-]."

"Xiaofeng, holding a computer is really heavy."

"Okay, let me get it."

The four of them chattered through the crowd, laughing and joking without forgetting to fight.

In the end, several people managed to find the legendary office building before three o'clock.The legendary senior He Bin rented a floor here to work.

The boss and the beautiful sister at the front desk explained their intentions. The young lady was very enthusiastic, probably because she had already been informed, and she led them in with a professional smile.

Before coming, the four young boys discussed for a long time what the senior He Bin who started the company should look like?Is it a bald-headed uncle, or a meticulous and domineering president.

But when he opened the door, he saw that sitting behind the desk was an ordinary man in his early 30s, dressed in white-collar clothes. He was neither tall nor short, with a very popular face, and he was wearing a pair of gold-rimmed glasses.

Seeing them coming, he immediately put down the affairs in hand and got up to greet them cordially.

The four boys in jeans were a little embarrassed. The boss was the calmest. He rubbed his hands and said, "Excuse me, senior. I contacted you before. My name is Li Jiacheng."

"Wow, what a great name."

"Hi senior, I'm Qiu Luo."

"My name is He Qingyang."

"Senior, okay, my name is Yang Xiaofeng."

He Bin shook hands with them one by one, and Yang Xiaofeng stood at the end, watching him getting closer and closer, his heart trembled, he couldn't even speak coherently, and a layer of cold sweat broke out on his back.

He was almost out of breath by the external force.

He Bin shook hands heavily, smiled and walked back.

The spiritual power that suppressed Yang Xiaofeng finally dissipated, Yang Xiaofeng clutched his heart, and his mind was empty for a while.

When he woke up, he found that his eyes had been fixed on He Bin's suit.

This suit looked very familiar, but after thinking about it carefully, it was exactly the one Ji Songze wore in the nightmare he had the day he chatted with Ji Songze.

Yang Xiaofeng quickly lowered his head to look at He Bin's leather shoes, which were exactly the same as those in his dream. He couldn't help rubbing his hands, recalling the piercing pain again.

Is this the willingness of the eyelids to jump?

"Students, don't stand, come, sit down and talk."

Yang Xiaofeng took a deep breath and forced himself to calm down.After sitting face to face, the more he looked, the more familiar He Bin looked.

It's okay, suits and leather shoes are all the same style.Yang Xiaofeng calmed down secretly.

"Students, let's get started."

He Bin is a successful entrepreneur, and he speaks clearly.The four of them formally took a picture, Fatty and Qiu Luo shrank aside to do nothing, the boss and He Bin chatted casually about things that had nothing to do with the school celebration, Yang Xiaofeng glanced at the phone secretly, and nodded absently from time to time.

"Hey, you are all freshmen. I just remembered that when I was studying 13 years ago, I was like you."

"13 years?" Yang Xiaofeng grasped the key words keenly and repeated it in a low voice.

"Well, what's wrong?"

Seeing the two of them looking at each other, Yang Xiaofeng gritted his teeth, dragged the chair over, and joined the conversation: "Senior, how did you feel when you just entered college?"

He Bin watched him rub his nose, and said slowly: "I'm a little nervous, after all, I was young at that time."

Yang Xiaofeng still had a strong sense of uneasiness.

"By the way, Xiao Yang, right? What does your family do?" He Bin suddenly asked without thinking.

"Here," Yang Xiaofeng was stunned for a moment, not knowing why he asked such a question, he hesitated and said, "My family runs a grocery store."

After thinking about it, Yang Xiaofeng found it strange that most people would ask what your parents do, so why did he ask about your family?

"Oh, it's nothing. I feel that you are very, very different." He Bin raised his hand and drew a circle in the air, and paused for a while, as if he was thinking.

"It's quite different. Xiaofeng is a young man."

"Oh? Xiao Yang likes to travel?"

"No, I'm working as a screenwriter in the drama club."

"Well, I just went with my sister."

"Drama Club, it's pretty good. I also stayed there when I was studying."

"Then, have you heard of that famous script? It's about the murder incident?" Yang Xiaofeng recalled with difficulty the script written by Ji Songze, and the script was being pressed by him in the corner of the school desk to collect ashes.

"The murder in the secret room?"

"Yes, yes, just look at this." Yang Xiaofeng seemed to be pardoned, "Senior, have you heard of it?"

"Of course, this play was performed in the city and won an award. It was written by my college roommate."

He Bin rubbed his chin, pretending to answer lightly, with playful eyes.But Yang Xiaofeng didn't see it. The surrounding office buildings were all glass curtain walls, and the reflected light just dazzled his eyes.

"So, are you still in touch?" Yang Xiaofeng pretended to ask casually.

"Well, well. I haven't contacted him for more than ten years. I can't contact him now."

Yang Xiaofeng shouted in his heart, of course you can't contact him, so don't tell me the reason, hey.

But his face was still calm, he just nodded slightly and asked, "Why can't I get in touch? Are you out of the country?"

He Bin took off his glasses, pulled out another tissue, and wiped with his head down, saying, "It's not appropriate to tell you kids about this."

Yang Xiaofeng didn't know how to react, and now he was looking forward to Liu Yiyi's presence here, and said, "This senior is so handsome!"

Only the fat man muttered from behind: "It's not too young, we're all eighteen."

Yang Xiaofeng decided in his heart to treat the fat man to a cup of milk tea.

"Oh, that's right. But at my age, I think you are still young." He Bin couldn't help laughing after hearing this.

"When we were studying, the control was not too strict. Many children started studying early. I was not yet an adult when I was in college. Well," He Bin paused and put on his glasses, "my roommate, he It's called Ji Songze."

That's it for now.At this time, Yang Xiaofeng temporarily put aside some vague sense of unease, clenched his left hand into a fist and covered his mouth, quietly waiting for He Bin to continue.

"Ji Songze, I remember when he came to report, he had just turned sixteen."

"One year old!" Yang Xiaofeng exclaimed, no wonder he looked young and still had a relationship with a high school student.

"Yeah, I heard that his parents are both teachers, so they tried to make him study early when he was a child."

"What then?"

"He is smart and has good grades in the college entrance examination. He chose a university in this city to be close to home. But..."

He Bin took a sip of tea unhurriedly, and glanced at the four boys.

Yang Xiaofeng was so anxious that he clenched his left hand more and more tightly, staring at He Bin with all his attention.

"He, how should I put it, provoked a girl, was called to the fourth floor of the school library, and was pushed down by the girl during the dispute."

Damn it, it's still romantic debt.As soon as the words fell, Yang Xiaofeng couldn't help wrinkling his nose.

But after thinking about it, he felt that He Bin's words were ambiguous, and he couldn't figure out the meaning.

Qiu Luo quickly answered, "Is that dead?"

"That's not true, that's only on the fourth floor, and there are flowers and plants under the windows, but the person is still lying in the hospital."

"Is that paralyzed?"

Yang Xiaofeng froze for a moment, and thought to himself: It turns out that Mr. Li's saying that he's gone doesn't mean he's dead.

It turned out that he was still alive.

Yang Xiaofeng didn't know whether he should be shocked, happy, or blame himself for not learning Chinese well in high school.

"You can put it that way, it's a vegetable. It's still lying in the hospital."

"Pushed down by a girl, he must be a scumbag. Hahaha."

Yang Xiaofeng really wanted to rush up and gag Qiu Luo.

He Bin glanced at Yang Xiaofeng with a half-smile and said, "It's worse than a scumbag. That girl said he had mischievous intentions, and she accidentally pushed him down to resist."

As an engineering student, Yang Xiaofeng barely passed the Chinese in the college entrance examination. After thinking about it for a few seconds, he realized the seriousness of this sentence.

impossible.

Yang Xiaofeng didn't believe this sentence at all.

He has been with Ji Songze these days, and he has the confidence to say: Ji Songze is definitely not such a person.

Yang Xiaofeng stared at He Bin, wanting to see what else he would say.

"We didn't believe it at first, so we rushed at his face. Only the girl was chasing him. But then the evidence came out, there were text messages, there were signs of fighting at the scene, and the girl's clothes were torn. We can't help it." Do not believe."

What kind of evidence is this? It can be forged.Yang Xiaofeng groaned in his heart, the more he thought about it, the more he felt something was wrong.

"Since he's so handsome, why are you chasing after a girl?" Seeing that He Bin didn't intend to say anything more, Yang Xiaofeng finally couldn't stand it anymore, and wanted to ask clearly.

"I don't know about that." He Bin shrugged, expressing that he was helpless.

"He Dong, it's time to go. There is a meeting in Pudong." Yang Xiaofeng wanted to ask questions, but was interrupted by the secretary who knocked on the door.

"Okay, I'll be here right away." He Bin waved his hand, stood up and straightened his suit.

The boss got up quickly: "Then we won't bother you."

"Okay, I'm running out of time today. If you have any questions, we'll contact you again. Let's go, I'll let the front desk see you off." He Bin patted the boss on the shoulder, and strode out. Just as he was about to open the door, suddenly Turning around, the boss who was walking in the front almost bumped into him.

"Xiao Yang, have you met Ji Songze?"

"I've seen the photos, where is Mr. Li."

Yang Xiaofeng replied with a stiff smile, finally understanding why his eyelids twitched last night.

He Bin was testing him just now.

From the beginning of asking what his family did, although Yang Xiaofeng was not sure what he meant by asking, he thought it might have something to do with the spiritual power inherited from his family.

It's hard to say how much of what he just said is true and how much is false.

Yang Xiaofeng followed at the end, boarded the elevator with a dull expression, but his heart was turbulent and chaotic.

Seeing that He Bin was about to get into the commercial vehicle, a light suddenly exploded in his mind——

hospital.

Just as He Bin sat down, the automatic door of the commercial vehicle was about to close, but Yang Xiaofeng pounced on him, startling him, and the driver in front hurriedly pushed the button to open the door.

Yang Xiaofeng leaned in with half of his body, approached him and asked softly, "Which hospital?"

"Which hospital is Ji Songze in?"

He Bin replied subconsciously: "City center."

Yang Xiaofeng laughed when he heard it, but he felt that he had to be serious when facing He Bin, so he could only cough twice, backed out, and thanked him, as if they were discussing what to have for dinner.

The boss hurried over and pulled him behind him. He Bin waved his hand, closed the car door and left.

"Brother Feng, what's the matter with you? What did you tell him?"

"No, I'm asking if I can do an internship in the future."

The boss didn't ask any more questions, and greeted the two fat guys who had just gone to the supermarket to buy drinks, said goodbye to Yang Xiaofeng, and told him to be careful on the road.

Yang Xiaofeng smiled and separated from them, turned around and entered the subway station.

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