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The next morning, Zhong Xincheng woke up with dark circles under his eyes.

It is rare for a child who has been in bed since eleven o'clock to raise his body and get up to study tomorrow, but he didn't fall asleep after listening to hypnotic music until three o'clock in the morning. The Great Compassion Mantra also makes the forehead swell and hurt.

After spending the whole night in a daze, Zhong Xincheng sat on the bed clutching the quilt and sighed.

"Xincheng, do you have something to do tonight?" Da'an stood below and raised his hand to press the railing beside Zhong Xincheng's bed and asked.

Zhong Xincheng has to catch up with the task assigned yesterday tonight, so he probably won't be able to wander around.

"Yes, what's the matter?" Zhong Xincheng asked while covering his forehead.

"I'm going out with my brothers from the e-sports club tonight, and they asked me if you're interested in joining us."

"You guys play." Zhong Xincheng rubbed his face, he lifted the quilt and climbed down the stairs, grabbed the towel and prepared to wash up.

He is really not interested in the e-sports club, it is said that he wants five rows of competitions and basic skills training.Zhong Xincheng didn't want to play professionally in the past, games and live streaming are just hobbies.

"Okay... then are you in the dormitory at night? If you are, I won't bring the key." Da'an resolutely gave up the invitation, he said.

"Okay." Zhong Xincheng nodded and went out.

During the day, Zhong Xincheng didn't see Yan Shu again, but around noon, a small red icon appeared on the WeChat contacts.

At that time, he was sitting on the window seat in the cafeteria, closing his eyes and being silent for a second, he was putting his chopsticks away, and he clicked on the abrupt little circle.

For a new contact, the WeChat name is an exclamation point.

The head portrait is a fat orange cat, squatting on a step and wagging its tail. It has half a white and red feather in its mouth, and there is a metal protruding corner in the lower right corner - very similar to a big The sun pattern on the head of the school badge.

For some reason, Zhong Xincheng always felt that the cat and the metal object in its mouth were very familiar, but he couldn't remember where he had seen it for a while.

[You have added a lost guy, now you can start chatting. 】

Zhong Xincheng licked the cheese crumbs at the corner of his mouth, stared at the blank screen in a daze, he had an intuition that this person was Yan Shu.

But when Zhong Xincheng finished his meal, bought a glass of Ginger Coke, walked from the cafeteria to the teaching building, entered the classroom and found a good seat to sit down, the exclamation point didn't send him a word.

Zhong Xincheng stretched out his long legs and nestled in the narrow seat, the sunlight outside the window leaked through the gap in the curtains, rubbing his shoulders and falling to the back row.The chalk marks on the blackboard in front have not been wiped clean, some mathematical formulas are written crookedly, and the dust is floating and free under the light of the multimedia.

His finger flicked across the middle of the screen, and the ghost almost landed on the head of the exclamation mark.

Circle of friends……

Surprisingly, the circle of friends of the exclamation point did not set up barriers that were only visible for a few days, and had a clear view from beginning to end.

[It's a real hammer!An old Chinese doctor who lived to be a hundred years old said this about health preservation...]

[There is a "paste" trick for nourishing righteousness in winter, which can add armor to immunity! 】

[Remember four points to keep you from capsizing in the gutter. #人情世界#]

【Only exercise can heal all life】

Zhong Xincheng: ...

Is this exclamation point so complicated?

Zhong Xincheng clicked on the contents of Moments, and saw the whole picture.

[! 】: Transfer to Ms. Yang Ya who lived to 99. (Manual Aite ride-hailing law test online squatting)

[! 】: Conventional office recruiting performance (Is this marketing account recruiting new push a new tradition of the school association?)

[! ]: The department that borrowed things in the school sports meeting remember to return the things exactly the same (accounting)

It's okay, it's not stupid.

Zhong Xincheng heaved a sigh of relief. He carefully read the entire text, and finally managed to pick out some clues that the exclamation point was still insane, and there were occasional pushes of other event announcements, mixed with trivial daily life.

No selfies, just landscapes... and the fat orange cat in his profile picture.

[! 】: I came late for the defense today, thinking that Tangerine Candy would starve me, but I didn’t expect someone to be one step ahead of me. No wonder this ungrateful fat thing at the back of the auditorium didn’t come to stick to me today (manual dog head).

The accompanying picture shows the orange cat noble concubine sitting on the steps and basking in the sun, with a hand with a clear bone on its ear.

Zhong Xincheng was taken aback, and checked the time carefully: September 9th, when school just started.

Was this cat originally named Tangerine Candy?Surprisingly cute name.

The comment section below is very lively:

[School Office Sophomore Liang Tingting]: How could someone get close to Tangerine Candy?

[! ] Reply to [School Office Sophomore Liang Tingting]: Our orange candy is very gentle, OK?

【School office sophomore Liang Tingting】reply 【! 】: The courtiers have the courage to ask anyone for advice.

[! ] Reply to [Liang Tingting, a sophomore in the school office]: I ran too fast and couldn't see my face clearly.

[School-run sophomore Song Chenjie] Reply [! 】: There is actually a guy who can't catch up with his seniors?

[School-run sophomore Wang Xiangru] replied to [School-run sophomore Song Chenjie]: Maybe it's a girl?

Zhong Xincheng wanted to continue looking down, when he suddenly saw the exclamation point directly above the screen and sent him a WeChat message.

[! ]: Why do I not have your WeChat?

[! ]: (Pantao frowns)

Zhong Xincheng blinked and sent a question mark.

[! ]: I, Yan Shu.

[! 】: Forgot all night?

Zhong Xincheng paused with his fingertips, the chaotic memories of last night came back, the pungent smell of wine lingered on the tip of his nose, it was so steaming that he was almost drunk.All right, what to mention last night.

"Remember." Zhong Xincheng replied.

[! ]: Are you going to class?

"En." Zhong Xincheng leaned his head on the back of the chair, holding the phone in both hands, waiting for Yan Shu's reply.

[! 】: Come on, kid.

"Um"

Zhong Xincheng narrowed his eyebrows and wanted to type again, but then stopped.

When Yan Shu said that, he didn't want to talk to him anymore... right?

Zhong Xincheng threw the phone into the hole in the table, and the two bangs and bangs scared the students sleeping in the front row. He folded his arms and buried his head on the ground, pretending to be asleep.It was the face hidden underneath that was as cold as a piece of ice that couldn't melt, sending out the signal "I'm not happy" from head to toe.

In the afternoon and evening, after classes are over, the migrant workers will start working.

Zhong Xincheng was in the dormitory with his computer on to sort out the tasks assigned by the office yesterday. He needed to use Liang Liang's sorted materials to integrate them. At nine o'clock in the evening, Liang Liang sent a document at his urging.He opened it and was almost blinded by the screen full of mutated symbols and jagged charts.

on this level?

He opened the document to pick and choose, like a junk collector who went up and down the mountain with a small clip in the garbage mountain, looking around and couldn't find anything that could be used-the information in this document was too perfunctory to be done at all.

Zhong Xincheng unlocked the screen and sent a message to Liang Liang on WeChat.

"This information is incomplete, can you add some more from last year?"

"The timeline is also a bit messy."

About 2 minutes later, Liang Liang replied the message.

[School Office Liang Liang]: I'm sorry, I have to catch up with a coursework, which is due tomorrow.

Zhong Xincheng's eyes were gloomy, his fingertips danced on the keyboard several times, but finally he didn't press the word.The dim eyes fell on the screen, the whole person was relaxed and idle, and his brows were slightly frowned.

[School Office Liang Liang]: Can I trouble you to do it for me?

[School Office Liang Liang]: Brother!Help!

"Okay." Zhong Xincheng replied and turned off the phone.

The information is basically useless, and there is no source for what is missing, so he still has to go to the school association system to find the data files.He worked hard for more than an hour before he was able to fill in the loopholes in Liang Liang's task. When his task was halfway through, Da'an slammed into the door with a smell of barbecue, and he was lying on Zhong Xincheng's chair in a nonchalant manner to watch him make the report.

There was a strange smell from Da'an's body, which made Zhong Xincheng lean forward, his tone full of disgust.

"Where have you been?"

"Eating barbecue, staying in the Internet cafe for a while, Feiyue next to the school, you know?"

Da'an raised his arms from Zhong Xincheng's gaming chair, took off his jacket, sniffed his nose and smelled his own body, his expression was indescribable: "The smell of cigarettes in the Internet cafe is too heavy."

"How are you playing?" Zhong Xincheng stopped his hands, and turned around as soon as he stepped on the cabinet. He looked at Da'an and asked.

"It's good, but next week we may have to play a few trials." Da'an said in a loud voice, "You know the city college league? There are several positions that overlap, and I guess it will be decided with a third-year mid-single round. Decide on starting qualifications."

"Are you sure?" Although Zhong Xincheng asked, he was not worried.He knows Da'an's strength. Although he always watches beautiful anchors dancing spicy dances, he is also a person who has played in the top games. It is easy to be a starter in the team of A University.

"Who are you, brother An Zi? Why don't you worry about the mid laner on the opposite side." Da'an patted Zhong Xincheng on the shoulder, just about to change out of his clothes that smelled of cigarettes, when he suddenly turned around and held down Zhong Xincheng's chair, thinking: "By the way, you...is there a classmate named Liang Liang in your school council office?"

Zhong Xincheng was taken aback for a moment, then hummed lightly.

"I said it looks familiar..." Da'an dragged his own stool to sit down, and said half-jokingly, "He's such a big social butterfly, he always goes to places where there are many little girls."

Zhong Xincheng frowned, and said coldly, "Did you see him?"

"That's right, Feiyue. When we came back, he was still picking up girls in an Internet cafe. He brought a group of girls." Da'an shrugged and said indifferently: "If I was half as handsome as your face, I would go too, just me This technique..."

Zhong Xincheng turned his eyes back to the document in front of the computer, with dark fire between his brows.