wall jump

After the last class, Zhuang Ran held "Basic Theory of Traditional Chinese Medicine" in his left hand, and put his right hand in his trouser pocket.With the wind under your feet, rush to the first meal center.

In fact, this meal center is the No. [-] cafeteria. I don’t know why this palm-sized medical university is named such a vigorous name for the good No. [-] cafeteria.It is probably because the canteen and the main building with a long history of the school share a common fate, and after the baptism of the times, it has not been integrated with the modern building.

Oh, by the way, there are only two cafeterias in this university.There is also a second canteen, probably raised by the stepmother, without such an elegant name, the second canteen is still called the second canteen honestly, and it is not even willing to give it a "number".

On this day, Zhuang Ran went to the third floor and ordered casserole noodles.

When the meal card in his hand didn't respond for the sixth time, Zhuang Ran's calmness was almost exhausted.

The aunt in the cafeteria finally couldn't help but said, "Oh my god, young man, why is your head so hard to use at such a young age? You have been using this card with me for a long time. If it weren't for the young man in the back, don't worry about it." , I already urged you."

Only then did Zhuang Ran look up at the card in his hand, China XXX Bank, "Fuck, what a shame, I'm still immersed in the basic theory of Chinese medicine."He took out the meal card from his wallet and swiped the card neatly. Zhuang Ran stood beside him with his mobile phone and waited.

"Come on, big tall guy at the back, your casserole noodles are ready," Zhuang Ran put the phone in his pocket, raised his eyebrows, and looked at the aunt by the window in disbelief.A look of dissatisfaction: I came first, I swiped the card first, why should I give it to the latter first.This is also a hungry person, if you don't eat, you may die in the next second.

"Oh my god, young man who swiped the wrong card, don't you don't eat chili? You misplaced this one, and the second one is yours. It will be ready in one minute."

Zhuang Ran rolled his eyes and could only wait for the next order.Looking at the casserole noodles that should belong to me, being taken away by others, I feel like a girl is getting married, and I am very reluctant.

Zhuang Ran looked up at the tall man, and found that he was actually not that tall. He was about 187 inches taller than himself. He had a straight head, a pair of peach blossom eyes, and his skin was abnormally white. He wore a secondary note earring on his left ear and a black print Long sleeves, and black sweatpants.No matter how you look at it, it doesn't fit in with this cafeteria.

While Zhuang Ran was looking at the tall man, the tall man was also looking at him.The eyes of the two faced each other across the air, and there was no spark in the slightest. Neither of them spoke, they just looked at each other quietly.

"Oh my god, the tall one's noodles haven't been taken away yet, young man, yours is ready, take it away quickly, it won't taste good after a while." Aunt Window broke the embarrassment of the two of them.

"Why don't we go together?" The tall man opened his mouth first, not being lower than Zhuang Ran.

"Ah?" Zhuang Ran was a little dazed, what's the situation, a meal with noodles comes with a companion—a big tall guy. "Okay, find a place."

Only then did the two realize that the cafeteria was full of people. They rolled their eyes five or six times. Except for the table occupied by the aunt with cans, they couldn't find a second empty table. In the end, they could only compete with two girls. table.

"That..." Zhuang Ran had just opened his mouth when he was interrupted by the exclamation of two women opposite.

"You, you, are you the lead singer of the scalpel band, Li Xian?" the girl in a white coat opposite asked looking at the tall one.

"Yes, absolutely, Li Xian, didn't you see the scalpel printed on his clothes?" The girl next to him rushed to answer.

After listening to the girl's words, Zhuang Ran glanced carefully out of the corner of his eye. After looking for a long time, he didn't see the word "scalpel" that the girl said. It takes a lot of love to notice such a small detail. Ah, Zhuang Ran sighed in his heart.

"Well, I'm Li Xian, hello." The tall man sitting next to Zhuang Ran replied.

"It's so predestined, we. Many students in our class went to see your band's performance under the statue of Li Shizhen that day. We really like your band, and Fang Mingjin, the drummer in your band, is very handsome." said the white coat.

"Yes, yes, the mistress in our dormitory likes Fang Mingjin very much, and there is a picture of him on the door of our dormitory." Another girl answered successfully again.

"In a school as big as a palm, you can finish shopping without finishing eating a handful of melon seeds. You can meet someone seven or eight times a day. If you don't know each other, you can get along with the most familiar stranger. This girl is too funny when she talks. Why do you look at the lead singer with the excitement of meeting an idol, but end up praising another person all the time, what kind of routine is this?" Zhuang Ran shook his head aside.

"The handsome guy next to you, aren't you the one who got the Scalpels T-shirt that day? I still have photos from that time in my phone, look, is that you?" The white coat almost hit Zhuang Ran with the phone face.

Zhuang Ran was in a daze. He vaguely remembered that when school just started, he ran past the statue of Li Shizhen. At that time, there was a performance where he was inexplicably covered in his T-shirt. As a result, the people around him seemed to have missed 500 million yuan.

Although he hated that T-shirt at the time, why did he print a scalpel on it and carry a knife on his back every day?He was embarrassed to throw the T-shirt away on the spot.Afterwards, the whereabouts of this T-shirt is unknown. It seems that when I came home on the weekend, my mother walked away, and I kept praising it, and the design was unique.

"Ah, what a coincidence." Li Xian glanced at the cell phone in the white coat and said.

After the meal, the "Mi Fang Ming Jin Duo" was sent away, and the two fell into silence again.

"that"

"that"

The two smiled, "Fuck, my name is Zhuang Ran. I'm a 7-year Chinese medicine clinical classic class. How about you?" "Li Xian, a 5-year Chinese and Western medicine clinical course." Li Xian didn't know why he had to Synchronize with the other party and add a school system.

"Why have I never seen you before? Looking at you is a little strange?" Li Xian asked as the two walked.

This conversation may seem weird, but it's actually quite normal.Because this school is really small, there are more dormitory buildings than teaching buildings, and there are only three teaching buildings, the laboratory building, the old building (main building), and the new building, what a simple name, so it is really difficult for everyone not to meet each other, especially After one semester, as long as they are students of this school, everyone has basically met each other, even though no one knows anyone.But between each other, those who have met a few times can have acquaintances.

Like Zhuang Ran and Li Xian, when they ran into someone they didn't know each other, they could only say that they were unfamiliar.In fact, it's not to blame that neither of them knew each other. It was Zhuang Ran. From the time he was stuffed in the T-shirt to now, his chances of appearing in school were a bit low. This was the second time he appeared on campus. The first meeting was separated by so many people and a stage.Shengsheng missed the opportunity to "become the most familiar stranger".

"Because of some things, I didn't spend much time in school last semester. It's normal to see me unfamiliar." Zhuang Ran shrugged.

"Add a WeChat, after all, you are the one who owns the only lucky T-shirt in our band." Li Xian joked, his peach blossom eyes narrowed into a line.

Zhuang Ran actually didn't want to add the other party's WeChat, because his WeChat has a very clear division, family, classmates, friends, teachers, and academic exchanges.Li Xian doesn't belong to any category. He doesn't like to add irrelevant people to WeChat. If you browse Moments and see too many irrelevant people, sending irrelevant information is also a waste of traffic.

Li Xian stopped in his tracks, waiting for Zhuang Ran's reply.Zhuang Ran shook the cell phone in his pocket, and the heaven and man fought for a long time. "I don't play WeChat very much, you can add my mobile phone number, 155..."

"君が好きだと is called びたい, tomorrow を変えてみよう. 冻りついてく时间をぶち壊したい..."

Li Xian was stunned when he heard the phone ringtone. This song was his cover version.The first time I sang this song was when I was in high school. I spent a whole month learning it for the girl I had a crush on. Later, the band sang this song again at the "Salute to the Classics in Your Heart" party and was recorded. It is very easy to "confuse the real with the fake" when it is passed on to the Internet.

Zhuang Ran's version is his cover version.

"君が好きだと is called びたい, tomorrow を変えてみよう. 冻りついてく时间をぶち壊したい..."

The bell rang again, but this time it was Li Xian's cell phone, and it was Zhuang Ran's turn to be dumbfounded.

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