After not being a stand-in, I became a heartthrob

The door was gently closed, and Xue Feng fell asleep after drinking the honey water.

After Mo Xuzhi left the community, he found that it was already 03:30, and the traffic flow on the road had decreased visibly compared with when he came.

After waiting for nearly 10 minutes with taxi-hailing software, he finally got a taxi.

It was so late, no matter how talkative the driver was, he was not in the mood to talk, and Mo Xuzhi didn't like to talk very much, so he sat on the back seat and closed his eyes after telling the location of the hotel.

The driver was good at driving and drove very smoothly along the way.

After arriving at the destination, the taxi dial made a beeping sound. Mo Xuzhi opened his eyes, paid the money, got out of the car and returned to the hotel.

Most of the lights in the hotel were also turned off, only the lobby and public corridors were still lit, and in the lobby there was only one night shift receptionist dozing off, Mo Xuzhi walked around her and went up the stairs.

After returning to the room to wash for a few minutes, it was past four past five when he actually lay down.

I will get up at about 06:30 tomorrow, and I can sleep for another two and a half hours rounded up.

Mo Xuzhi put the phone aside and sank deep into the quilt.

It was dark the next day, and the program team knocked on the door.

Mo Xuzhi struggled to get up from the bed, casually gathered a shirt, and opened the door.

A swarthy camera was pointed at his face.

The camera was caught off guard, and Mo Xuzhi was taken aback for a moment, and his originally confused eyes instantly became clear.

The director and other staff members standing at the door were also slightly startled by him.

It was the first time they saw Mo Xuzhi like this.

No matter when they started filming before, when they saw Mo Xuzhi, he was always up and dressed, maybe he had already strolled around the field ridge, looking more energetic than them.

Looking at the upturned hairs on Mo Xuzhi's head, the photographer endured and endured, and then couldn't help laughing.

Several other people also laughed a few times, the laughter was extremely restrained, but enough to penetrate into the hearts of the people.

Mo Xuzhi was baffled by their laughter, grabbed a few handfuls of hair, let go when he felt that it was almost done, yawned, and asked:

"Is something wrong?"

"It's okay, I'm just calling you to get up for breakfast," the director said with a simple smile, "By the way, we made a surprise inspection of the room."

This went really well.

Mo Xuzhi woke up completely from his sleepiness, he turned his head and glanced roughly at the room, found nothing prominent and strange, and then turned sideways to make way.

"come in."

I just stayed for a day, and there is nothing to surprise about the room. Many things are brought by the hotel, and there is nothing wrong with it.

The director turned around, then smiled and told Mo Xuzhi to pack up as soon as possible, after packing up, he went downstairs to have breakfast, and then started today's task.

Variety shows are almost the most time-wasting and meaningless activities that Mo Xuzhi has ever participated in.

He runs from morning to [-]:[-] pm every day. During this period, he goes here with several other guests to play and buy there, and then records a few personal reflections. Only when he returns to the laboratory at night does he do some practical things, and he really feels the time. valuable.

A few days passed in an instant.

The program group originally planned to continue looking for places to play, but since the first episode of the program was broadcast, let alone play, several participating guests couldn't even get out of the hotel.

The ratings of the show were unexpectedly good, even to the point of bursting, to the point where one could hear someone discussing the show just by standing in the crowd.

Ratings are traffic, and traffic is money.The program team no longer searched and searched for cheap or cheap places, but booked an amusement park and allowed them to take two days off before waiting for the playground to achieve the effect the program team wanted.

The others were packing their luggage and preparing to go back, only Mo Xuzhi, who had been walking in the front row before packing, was uncharacteristically this time, and even played games in the room.

The photographer asked him why he was not active this time, and Mo Xuzhi switched the computer interface back to the main interface, pointed casually, and said, "Excavator University is next door, very close."

The photographer choked and said nothing.

After the others had almost left, Mo Xuzhi glanced at the messages sent from his mobile phone, put the computer in his handbag and left the hotel easily.

It's just that the masks and hats are too tightly covered, making it difficult to breathe.

He hasn't watched the show since it was aired, and he hasn't even logged on with his scarf on. All software notifications are banned. He doesn't know what the Internet thinks of him now, but he can generally see something from the usual.

The most intuitive thing is that he can't travel normally.

After the variety show started, there were always many people standing guard in the hotel. Some wanted to catch him and scold him, and some wanted to ask him for an autograph. A bunch of people were stuck there, and it was difficult to break out of the encirclement.

He ignored those scolding voices, and he didn't give his autograph. After he found a pattern, he got used to going out in the middle of the night. At that time, there were the fewest people. As long as he hid better and quickened his pace, he could easily return to Beijing University.

It is also possible that fans who did not ask for an autograph turned to yelling and yelling. It is passed around. It is estimated that many people know that he does not sign. The people who squatted at him recently just took pictures or scolded him. He can completely ignore it. Reduced a lot.

Some people ridiculed him for playing big cards, but he didn't listen to it, and let it go.

He can't just sign it.

A signature is a person's exclusive symbol. If someone copies and imitates his signature later, the trouble will not be as simple as just being called a big name.

Pass through the ancient town and you can see the gate of Beijing University.

The number of off-campus people entering Peking University has increased significantly in the past few days, and former students and other social personnel often come in and out.

Mo Xuzhi remembered to bring his pass this time, and after punching the card, he entered Beijing University easily.

After entering Peking University, he took off his hat, leaving only the mask still on his face, and he recovered a lot.

There are towering ancient trees on one side of the school gate, and there are stone steps beside the tree, which are connected to the gate of the Department of Physics.

Mo Xuzhi glanced at the time.

There are still [-] minutes before Wang Zhifeng gets out of class.

He and Wang Zhifeng agreed to hold a report meeting in the lobby, but now it seems that we have to wait a while.

Everything was fine, so Mo Xuzhi bought two cups of coffee at the school gate, and took the coffee into the Physics Institute.

The environment of the museum is very good, and the greening is in place. Although it is a science department, it is an ancient Chinese-style building on the whole, elegant and atmospheric, and looks very comfortable.

When he was still studying at school, he liked to come here to be lazy.

Mo Xuzhi walked all the way to Teaching Building A where Wang Zhifeng was, and found the lecture theater.

The front and rear doors of the lecture theater were not closed.

Standing at the door, you can clearly see Wang Zhifeng standing on the podium.

He didn't wear a white coat, he dressed more casually, with a white shirt and trousers, glasses that he never took off on the bridge of his nose, and a blue folder in his hand.

He seems to take everything seriously, whether it's dealing with experiments or teaching students.

Looking at the front door was a bit eye-catching, Mo Xuzhi took advantage of Wang Zhifeng looking for the PPT to leave from the front door and walked to the back door, and then saw many students looking around the back door, and then sneaked in while the people on the podium were not paying attention.

Wang Zhifeng is quite popular with the students. Although he is often scolded because the questions are too crazy, but when choosing courses, the students choose his courses very quickly.The lecture theater is very large, but it is still densely packed.

It was precisely because of the advantage in numbers that students who hadn't grabbed Wang Zhifeng's class could also take the opportunity to slip in and grab the class.

One more of them is not too many, as long as there are not too many people coming in, they will not be discovered.

Just like now.

Mo Xuzhi entered the classroom together with the students.

He was not very old at first, except for his eye-catching looks and empty hands, he looked no different from an ordinary student.

——It's not empty, he has at least two cups of coffee in his hand.

After finding a random corner and sitting down, two students who sneaked in also sat beside him.

Because of the superiority of the geographical environment, the students sitting in the back row were much more unscrupulous than the students sitting in the front row, and they whispered small things while Wang Zhifeng was writing on the blackboard.

The two girls sitting next to Mo Xuzhi were also talking.

There are books of other majors on their desks, obviously they are not students of this major, they just sneaked in to take a get out of class.

They put their heads together and spoke softly.

"Do you see that there is a rubber band in Lao Wang's hand? I don't wear glasses, so I can't see clearly."

"How is it possible, old Wang is a bachelor... Oh my god! It's true!"

Mo Xuzhi was trying to put the coffee on the table, when he heard this, he raised his eyes and looked over.

He is a little nearsighted and can't see clearly, but he can vaguely see a black band on Wang Zhifeng's hand.

"No way, no way, the Wannian bachelor is out of the singles? Is it over before my girlish heart blooms?"

"Eight or nine is not far from ten. Hey, I really want to know what Lao Wang's girlfriend looks like!"

The girl next to him poked secretly and said, "It may not be easy to win Lao Wang."

The topic of the two of them successfully attracted the attention of the people around them. The people around them leaned over curiously, and just wanted to join in the conversation, but when Wang Zhifeng, who was writing on the blackboard, turned his head, they immediately sat up straight, picked up their pens and books, and buried their heads in the book. Hai, it seems that he is more diligent and serious than the students of this major.

Mo Xuzhi, who was still trying to stuff the coffee into the belly of the table, suddenly became conspicuous.

Not only was there nothing on his table, but he was also making small moves underneath, which can be regarded as extremely arrogant.

"Student, you just came to listen to Professor Wang's class," the girl leaned over, her eyes still fixed on her book, she looked very serious on the surface, and whispered,

"You should pretend to be a book anyway. Old Wang has a rule. He likes to pick people up to answer questions. No matter whether they are students in this class or not, as long as they are deserting, he will definitely call out. Summarize after class."

Mo Xuzhi paused his hand stuffing the coffee, and raised his eyebrows slightly: "Does he still have this hobby?"

The two girls were in agony: "God!"

Mo Xuzhi nodded: "Yes, that's right."

Turn around and use this to laugh at Wang Zhifeng.

As soon as he spoke, the two girls next to him froze for a while, and finally they were willing to take a great risk and turned to look at the person next to him.

The hair of the person next to him was a little messy, and the broken hair hung down, covering Hanguang's eyes.

He also raised his eyes and looked over, with an indescribable interest in his eyes, as if he was thinking about something, his eyes were burning brightly.

"It's like this," the girl next to her squeezed another girl's hand and said calmly, "My ancestor was a fortune-teller, we are destined, which department is your classmate from, can you add a WeChat account?"

"That classmate over there, get up and solve this problem."

As soon as the girl finished speaking, Wang Zhifeng's voice rang out, and everyone in the classroom could hear it clearly.

The girl turned her head stiffly, and saw that everyone in the classroom was looking towards their corner.

——But it wasn't her, but the person next to her.

Mo Xuzhi turned his head, just in time to meet Wang Zhifeng's gaze.

"Yes, classmate, it's you, get up and solve this problem."

The author has something to say: It’s like this, sometimes Mo Zai will tie up the little one

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