[Comprehensive] Yes, this is a university

My name is Bailixi, and I am a freshman in W City.Currently holding a shovel and squatting in the women's toilet of Yichuan College, his movements are probably no different from those of perverts.

The counselor who likes to make trouble insists on letting us clean the toilets. My task is to clean up the small advertisements in the toilets of this entire building.

A whole building!

That's right, and I'm on the fourth floor now.I got out of the women's room, glanced at the men's room next to me, and sighed hopelessly: "Damn it."

Dragging the small yellow card [cleaning up] at the door, he took a deep breath, rolled up his sleeves and rushed in with an expression of death.

There were a lot of water stains on the ground, and I felt my feet slipping before I took two steps. I turned my body, quickly adjusted my feet, held the shovel and turned three times in front of the pool before I could barely bend down to hold the countertop. I wiped it Wiping off his sweat, he patted his chest rejoicingly: "Huh—so dangerous, so dangerous."

Subconsciously looked up at the mirror, found that his bangs were messed up, and then seriously approached the half-length mirror to get a haircut.Then there was a pause, and I calmly glanced at the figure in the upper left corner of the mirror, the fingers that were fiddling with the hair were still hanging in the air.

and many more……

silhouette?

I picked up the shovel, and once again confirmed that I was not blind. I stared at the boy in the blue sportswear in the mirror and stared at each other silently for five seconds.

He squatted in front of the third pit with a huge marker in his hand, scribbling on the door panel.Seeing me staring at him unresponsively, the young man yelled out in horror as soon as he dropped the pen: "Ah—there is a pervert!"

……

what the fuck? ? ?

I twitched my eyes, turned around and looked at him silently. Just as I was about to speak with the shovel in hand, I realized that the young man took a step back and shouted even more frightenedly: "Put down the weapon!"

I'm really beeping -- I'm a dog.

"Student, I'm just here to clean up the small advertisement, and I've already put a sign on the door... By the way, are you... writing a small advertisement?" I pointed to the writing on the door, and clenched the handwriting shovel.

Yato turned his head away in confusion to look at the phone number he had just written down, and nodded ignorantly: "What's wrong?"

I picked up the shovel and pointed at him, with a grim face: "Okay, let me tell you why from the first floor, someone writes on the door panel I just cleaned every time before me, so it's you, classmate."

"No, no, wait, there must be some misunderstanding in it." The boy waved his hand, looked down in embarrassment, stared at the rusty shovel in the girl's hand, and tentatively said: "This... ...or I'll clean it for you?"

Just wait for his words.

I immediately returned to Dead Fisheye, walked over and handed him alcohol and a rag, and patted him on the shoulder: "That's really great."

Yato: I just said that casually

Kneeling down, I took a serious look at the words he wrote: "Ye Dou Shen, a little helper who can do anything, five yuan at a time..." I covered my forehead as I read it, feeling extremely helpless, "This What is it, evil religion?"

There is also five yuan a time, what exactly is five yuan a time.

Seeing that my eyes had turned into contempt and disgust, the boy immediately yelled: "What, Yatogami can really do anything..."

I perfunctorily pushed his shoulders and dragged him to the first door panel: "Yes, yes, excellent, then help me clean up first."

Yato puffed his cheeks in aggrieved, took the small shovel from the girl, squatted down and started scraping various posters and stickers on the door panel.

I washed the rag and started spraying alcohol on the place he scraped, cleaning it carefully.After wiping it for a long time, I thought about it and took a photo of the door panel with the words written on it with the grapefruit camera, and added a filter by the way: "emm...it can be used to help with cleaning or delivery."

Now I don't have to worry about buying a small three-wheeler every time I take a big express delivery.

Anyway, it's only five yuan, why not do it?

"Perhaps...can this Night Fighter do homework for me?" I suddenly thought of the homework assigned by the psychology teacher two days ago, and squatted in front of the door with my chin in my hands, and began to seriously think about this possibility.

He probably heard my words, but the boy next to him was very excited. He dropped the rag in his hand and tossed it aside. Under my dead fish eyes, he proudly raised his thumbs up and pointed at himself, his chin slightly raised, his expression full of excitement. He is proud: "Hmph, I, Yato, am a conscientious god, and I can do anything."

I turned my gaze back from the pathetic rag that was thrown on the toilet floor, and repeated tentatively: "You...?"

I'm afraid I've met a patient with severe secondary illness.

Seeing my dubious look, the young man was obviously in a hurry. He squatted beside me and hammered his thigh, and said in a sharp tone, "I am really a god. I am one of the 800 million gods. Although I am still on sale now One day my followers will spread all over the world, accept worship from everyone, and have my own shrine!"

……

For those of you who are reading this long-winded text, please imagine how you would feel when you ran into someone who was scribbling on the door panel in the university toilet, and this person accompanied you to clean the toilet while saying that he was a god ?

#我百里希 is really beyond words

#Don't be an idiot

#How did he manage to graduate from high school

Glancing at him with a mentally retarded gaze, I twisted the dirty rag from the ground with two fingers and handed it to him: "Then, my lord, can you wash this rag?"

At first I thought it was a part-time university job under the banner of a god, after all, this kind of thing is very common, but he said that he is a god, I only think he has a problem with his mind.

If he is a god, I will eat this rag. Damn, I asked all the gods to bless me before the college entrance examination, but in the end, I fell asleep after the math test.Gods and the like are all unreliable. If all the gods are like him, then I might as well go to the top of Xiaojiuhua Mountain to do a free fall and add a hundred Thomas maneuvers.

Ye Dou puffed up his cheeks and felt aggrieved, his azure blue eyes were watery, as if he would cry into a fat man of three hundred catties in a second.

It seems that this phone number is also reserved for him. What a mistake, I will delete that photo later.Thinking so silently in my heart, I wiped the last door clean, wiped off my sweat, and let out a long sigh of relief: "Huh—it's done."

Stand up and clap your hands, I turn around and leave.But I was grabbed by the sleeve, and when I turned around, I met those clear light blue eyes, and I was stunned for a moment before I heard the man say: "I am Ye Fighting God, if you have anything to do, you can call Me, I only need five yuan for everything." Then he disappeared out of thin air.

disappeared out of nowhere...

gone...

……

The shovel in my hand fell to the ground with a clatter and rolled twice.First I rubbed my eyes dumbfounded, then opened every door of the toilet cubicle briskly, then leaned on the window and looked down, then quickly turned around and squatted down to look at the black writing on the door panel as if confirming, and finally opened the door. He stared at the yellow rag in his hand without saying a word.

Oh, I just set up a FLAG?

I'm Baili Xi, and today in November, I met a god who wrote a small advertisement in the men's room of C University's Art School.

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Every Wednesday morning, there is a terrible basic writing class, starting at 10:05 and ending at 11:40.My roommate and I wandered around to the lecture theater, sitting down in the last row as quietly as chickens and in a tacit understanding.The four of them raised their legs of the same style, sitting upright like four uncles.

I took out my phone and started to browse Weibo and Weibo, and by the way, check to see if there is any package that I have arrived on the Cainiao Wouchu app.

What Bailixi has already bought:

Transparent cosmetic storage box X1

Japanese ceramic mug X1

miniso warm baby X1

Nestle Yomai Breakfast Cereal X2

Laneige Lip Mask X1

Oube Electric Toothbrush Head X2

Givenchy Four Palace Loose Powder X1

Sofa Blanket Double Layer X1

Oops, I'm starting to feel pain in my flesh now.I didn't think so much when I bought it, and I regretted it after I bought it, not to mention that I had to go back and forth when I got the express delivery.

I slapped my face with a slap, secretly thinking about when I would implement the chopping plan.The unrequited expression continued until the teacher came in.

The one who taught us this class was a male teacher with shaggy black curly hair, who wore a light brown coat every time, and often wrapped bandages around his neck or head.

Phantom.

I looked at the empty seats in the first seven rows with shame, and suddenly found that everyone was crowded in the last few rows, which made the front of the classroom seem empty and desolate.

Apparently the teacher noticed it too, and he put down the book in his hand—I could only roughly see a black cover: "Why are you all so far away from me?"

A dead silence.

I coughed in embarrassment, and a drop of sweat hung on the side of my face.

"Now I can't die quietly after class."

Pretentiously aggrieved tone, but everyone has already seen it, and even shouted boldly: "Teacher! If you hang up directly on the podium, everyone will be very scared."

Hearing this, the man smiled even more happily. He opened the ppt and said in a friendly way: "Why, I am very dedicated to my work. Please don't doubt my professionalism, students."

Believe you are a ghost.

I shook my head, lowered my head again and clicked on the Ele.me app on my phone to study what to eat for lunch.I really can't think of any university that is more biased than C University. Two days ago, Zhang Liang Malatang opened a new one that can make people die of joy.

After watching it for a long time, my head hurt, I covered my forehead and let out a long sigh, and finally decided to continue to order the original risotto in rice grains.Staying on the payment interface, I plugged in the earphones again and listened to some honeyworks songs. Then I looked up and found that it was already 11:20.

"Hey, the courier has arrived." I looked at the reminder message on my phone, poked Wen Xuan on the right, and looked at her face seriously: "So, shall we pick it up at noon?"

Well, usually we both accompany each other to pick up the courier, and since we are going out of school, we can buy lunch at the school gate with Zhang Liang Mala Tang, who made Zhang Liang still so crazy? Takeaway is available.

After knowing that I was going to eat Zhang Liang, my mood suddenly improved. Although I secretly despised myself for being so worthless, I was still very excited and couldn't wait.

#On the consequences of staying in a remote university for a long time

#Once upon a time, there was a KFC standing in front of me, but I didn't cherish her

#Content with happiness, self-entertainment

Wen Xuan took a sip of the herbal tea she brought today and nodded. I glanced at her mobile phone and found that she was scrolling through WeChat Moments. Don't bother, don't bother.

So I had to continue to hold my chin and wait for the get out of class to end. To be honest, I didn't listen to what the teacher said in this class.

The man on the podium had brown eyes, and there was always a vague smile on the corner of his mouth. My eyes met his inadvertently for five seconds, and my mind went blank.

It dawned on me in those five seconds.

Ah, he seems to be a bit like the silver curly hair I saw on the first day of school, it's all this kind of hidden mental retardation.

I remembered his self-introduction when he came to class on the first day——

"Hi students^ω^, from now on I will be your basic writing teacher. Is there any girl who is willing to die with me after class? My name is Osamu Dazai."