Harvesting Old Attacks in Ghostbusters

In late August, when Sheng Si came to this city, summer was passing quietly.

In today's society with advanced logistics, freshmen have learned to use express delivery to carry luggage.

Among the group of freshmen who packed lightly, only Sheng Si was pushing the suitcase on his shoulders and hands.

Although Rao looks so youthful and beautiful, he is still regarded by the seniors who come to help as a junior in need of help due to family difficulties.

Enthusiastically carried his luggage, took him to register and report, and finally brought him to the school's special aid application office for poor students.

The senior said mysteriously: "The number of relief funds is limited every year. If you don't apply early, you will definitely not have a chance. I know the teacher inside and can say something nice to you. Don't thank me too much. Let's go out for dinner someday?"

Sheng Si calmly said to the senior: "Thank you, no need."

After speaking, he turned around and left, thinking quickly, what did he do just now to make the senior misunderstand?

In fact, Shengsi's family background is not bad.

It can be seen from the nearly five-figure price of the trolley case he pushed.

However, he had a falling out with his family.

He didn't expect that his parents wanted him to be an adult, they didn't expect him to catch ghosts well and carry forward the family's reputation, but they wanted to use him to marry into other family forces so that they could lean against the big tree and enjoy the shade.

There are 360 ​​lines in the world, and the ghost hunter is one of them.

The Sheng family has been hunting ghosts for 300 years. The ancestors must have never imagined that in their generation, they would be reduced to relying on marriage to turn over.

The reason for the downturn in the ghost hunting industry is simple.

Times are developing and technology is advancing.

Ordinary people are getting more and more courageous, and they like to regard ghost encounters and other supernatural events as entertainment stories after dinner, and they don't take them seriously.

But ghosts don't want to lose face?

Can't scare people and be laughed at.

The kind-hearted ghosts all went back to the ghost world to wash their hands, and the unkind ghosts were captured alive by the ghost hunters.

Therefore, there are fewer and fewer customers who come to ask for ghost hunting.

Even if you buy a haunted house, you rely on "physical attack"—the whole house is fully integrated and decorated, giving you a new home with your bags—whether it is useful or not, at least people feel at ease.

Sheng Si occasionally heard senior ghost hunters say that there are too many people in the city, and they can't even keep ghosts.

Naturally, the ghost hunter couldn't keep it.

The world has changed and business is difficult.

He understands the truth, but he doesn't understand that the method his parents came up with is marriage.

So he secretly changed his choice and came to this university thousands of miles away from home.

Not because he was afraid of being caught by his parents as if he was a ghost, but because this is the city where the headquarters of the Ghostbusters Association is located, and it is also the junction of the human world and the ghost world.

Hauntings are frequent and opportunities abound.

That's why the family of ghost hunters entrenched here is still standing up to now, unlike his family's flopping too fast, all relying on death.

Another reason is that he can earn living expenses by accepting ghost hunting tasks from the association.

Now that he has fallen out with his family, he will not ask for money no matter whether the family exposes the pot or not.

Sheng Si was born with yin and yang eyes, generally speaking, it is genetic.

When he was 14 years old, he took the route of an athlete and registered as a ghost hunter.

It's a pity that if it wasn't for the heavy workload in high school, otherwise he would be able to refresh the number one juvenile group in the "Number of Ghost Hunting" youth group on the Association's record list.

So it's all fate.

Sheng Si still remembers that when he was a child, the ghost hunting industry flourished, and his parents intended to develop him into an excellent ghost hunter.

Unexpectedly, after ten years in a hurry, Hexi changed to Hedong.

It is embarrassing for an excellent ghost hunter to develop into an excellent marriage partner.

Sheng Si walked towards the dormitory with emotion.

The dormitory opens its doors all year round to welcome students.

The dormitory manager here is a friendly person who greets every student when he sees them.

When Sheng Si went upstairs, he happened to meet the dormitory manager. He said, "Your dormitory has a courier, and it's left at the door."

His dormitory is the innermost room at the left turn on the third floor. There is a window at the end of the corridor, facing the teacher's dormitory building.

As soon as I turned to the corridor, I saw a cardboard box lying at the door of the dormitory. It was not wide, but it was half the height of a person.

Sheng Si pushed it down, very heavy.

He put the box under the empty bunk and waited for the owner of the box to arrive.

The next morning, Sheng Si welcomed his first roommate.

He's a local, speaks very fast, and his voice is a bit high, so it's a bit noisy.

"Hello! My name is Zhou Yu!" He shook Sheng Si's hand while speaking, "Behind me are my parents, behind them are my uncle and aunt, behind them is my uncle..."

But the box delivered by courier was not his.

Zhou Yu is a very familiar person, and within 2 minutes Sheng Si has become a brother who can attack both sides in his mouth, and his parents are always comforted.

In the afternoon, we welcomed the second roommate, the owner of the box.

Like Shengsi, I came to the south, and I really didn't expect the express delivery to be faster than the high-speed rail.

"I'm Shen Shaozhou." This roommate spoke slowly, completely opposite to the previous one.

And he talks with a smile, with upturned eyes, a bit of an old god, and his parents are also like this.

What's interesting is that Shen Shaozhou also saw Zhou Yu for the first time, but when Zhou Yu made a long speech, he was able to intervene quietly and smoothly interrupt his skills without causing Zhou Yu to go berserk, which can be called an art .

Sheng Si stared at the side with straight eyes, applauding in his heart.

The last roommate hadn't come two days after they gathered together for dinner.

Neither did the luggage.

Zhou Yu said that he must give this late friend a treat.

The day before the school's military training, this friend finally arrived.

When they first got their military training that day, they must wear short-sleeved line pants with the school badge and school name printed on them, and they were complained about in the class group (a small group without a counselor).

The Internet in the new dormitory building will not be available until late September. It is said that the Internet fee for less than half a month is not considered money.

The three of them had nothing to do, each trying on military training clothes.

As a result, they found that the line pants were all too short, just showing the ankles.

Zhou Yu yelled, and said, "This is too short! The school also has to follow the trend? I heard that exposing the ankle can catch a cold! Hey, have you heard of it?"

"No." Shen Shaozhou said, "Can I change it?"

Sheng Si looked down, and he and Shen Shaozhou were both fair-skinned people, the part of the ankle that was exposed was dazzlingly white.

"Can you change it?" Sheng Si worried, the cuffs are elastic, but it doesn't matter, it's just short.

Zhou Yu picked up the phone and looked at it, "No one dares to tell the counselor. There are quite a few people in the small group who are dissatisfied. Do you think the manufacturer of the pants deliberately made them so short—"

This time he was interrupted by a knock at the door.

The three turned their heads to look, and finally the roommate stood at the door.

He was wearing a white shirt with a black vest faintly visible underneath.

The sleeves were rolled up to the elbows, exposing a taupe-colored arm.

Wearing a round mechanical watch with a red, white and blue three-color strap on the wrist, it is very rare in this era when you can't tell the time without an electronic watch.

Standing there, he felt as if he had been called for a long time.

But there was a look of doubt on the situation in the house on his face.

Of the three people in the room, two stepped on the chair with their legs up, facing Sheng Si.

Sheng Si stood, but was worried about the pants.

A picture that looks entirely misunderstood as school bullying.

The late friend didn't introduce himself, but left his luggage by the door, walked over and stood in front of Sheng Si.

He said to the other two people: "Everyone has something to say, don't touch your hands."

What a misunderstanding!

The three of them withdrew their legs, explaining and explaining, and the new roommate figured out what was going on.

"Hello! My name is Ju Moyi." He said with a smile, "I'm sorry, I was thinking too much just now and caused a misunderstanding, so I apologize to you. I invite you for dinner today, and I will apologize to you."

"It's a deal! It's a deal!" Zhou Yu said excitedly while changing his pants, "No one dares to misunderstand me and us so much! You won't think we are too much if you eat tonight, right?"

"No." Ju Moyi shook his head lightly, looked around the dormitory with his brows bent, then turned to Sheng Si and said, "Am I sleeping next to you?"

Sheng Si glanced at his own bed, and nodded, "Yes."

But how did he know that he was sleeping on the other side?

Here, Ju Moyi put away his luggage without hesitation, but was encouraged by his roommates led by Zhou Yu to put on short line pants.

He was even worse, others showed a part of his ankle, but his trousers were stuck on his calf, which seemed to be even shorter.

Later they discovered that Ju Moyi was mainly because of his long legs, and the little bit of sympathy he had left was gone.

Even "cheating" him for a dinner is considered light—Zhou Yuyu.

The four of them had no extra nightlife at night, and they were all people who didn't stay up late and went to bed early, so Shen Shaozhou suggested, Sheng Si agreed, and took a bath early to get ready for bed.

There is a bathroom in the dormitory, which can accommodate two people, and can complete the feat of one person taking a bath and one person doing laundry at the same time.

There were only two people at the head and foot of the bed left in the room.

Sheng Si played with his mobile phone for a while, and obviously felt a burning gaze from his side.

He looked up and saw Ju Moyi staring at him.

Ju Moyi is a little handsome at a glance.

Taking a closer look now, you can see that the eyes are the eyes and the nose is the nose in the well-defined facial contours, and the facial features close to the golden ratio are formed from the center of the bridge of the nose to the outside.

"Student Sheng." Ju Moyi asked, "The silver bracelet on your hand is very unique."

Sheng Si was unmoved, but the fingers of his left hand with the silver bracelet trembled slightly.

This silver bracelet is his weapon for hunting ghosts and must be carried with him.

There have been many misunderstandings since childhood, and it is troublesome to explain.

Sheng Si always prevaricates with the excuse that the elderly will be unhappy if the ancestral items are not worn.

But before he could say a word, Ju Moyi raised his hand to his neck and said, "Actually, I..."

Zhou Yu rushed out of the bathroom in a fuss, "There are cockroaches! There are cockroaches!", and then bumped his head on Ju Moyi's arm.

The scene in front of him was Ju Moyi clutching his neck and slumped on a chair in pain. Zhou Yu supported him in panic and shouted, "I'm sorry! You don't want to die!" The scene was once very chaotic.

The author has something to say: Ju Moyi: As a gong, it doesn't matter if the name is not the first to appear, the author still wants to murder me!

Sheng Si: It's all the author's fault.

Author: ………………Ahaha, please leave a message in this chapter within two days and give everyone a red envelope! ! (slip away