From Pokfulam to Central

The beginning of the new semester is like a whistle, urging people to start again after a break.Some people are reluctant to part with the past holidays just by the lingering sound in their ears, while some people run towards their goals with all their strength.

Whenever this happens, Qu Zhi always has a feeling of being ensnared by time, as if there is an unexplained force pushing and urging him to keep running.It's a pity that he doesn't know what the road ahead is, and he has no idea where the end point is, but he just follows the direction of inertia.

Qu Zhi packed his timetable to the brim, and on the first day of class, he took four major classes.Chen Shuo was merciful to himself, he only took the first two compulsory courses and the third optional course, and went home directly after class.The schoolwork of the School of Economics and Management is not as heavy as that of the School of Law, and Zhou Mi also knows how to feel sorry for himself. On the first day, only the fourth major is compulsory.

After class, Zhou Mi called Qu Zhi and asked him if he wanted to have dinner together. Qu Zhi felt that it was still early and planned to go to the library for self-study alone, so Zhou Mi went home by himself.

Just as hardworking as Qu Zhi is Wang Yingwei and her best friend.Just as Qu Zhi found a vacant seat in the library and sat down, put on the headphones connected to the iPods, and took out the computer, Wang Yingwei dragged Zheng Ke over.The process seemed familiar. After learning that there was no one next to Qu Zhi, Wang Yingwei first complained that it was difficult to find a seat in the library at this time, and then expressed that although the form was decent in Qu Zhi's view, it was actually too strong. gratitude.

"Who are you emailing?" Wang Yingwei asked elegantly, staring at Qu Zhi's computer screen.

This is the first time Qu Zhi has contacted Professor Qian Jingqian in the past year.Since he exchanged contact information with Professor Qian in his junior year, Qu Zhi only sent a few emails focusing on academic questions at the very beginning.After entering the senior year, in view of his determined goal of applying for the LLM of the University of Hong Kong, in order to avoid the suspicion of setting up porcelain, Qu Zhi did not take the initiative to contact Professor Qian again.Qu Zhi has confidence in his own chances of winning, and keeps in touch with those who may affect the result, but it seems that he is guilty and lacks ability.

Now that all the dust has settled, since he decided to continue to participate in WillemC.Vis, it is time to send an email to ventilate, and to find out whether Professor Qian will continue to lead the team in the Far East Competition or whether he will aim at Vienna.

"Hey, isn't this Teacher Qian's mailbox?" Wang Yingwei saw the recipient's address with sharp eyes.

Qu Zhi nodded, took off the earplugs near Wang Yingwei, and said in a low voice: "When I came to Hong Kong to compete, I happened to meet Professor Qian leading the team, so I met him. Now I plan to tell him about the competition."

"Oh——" Wang Yingwei smiled and said with a look of understanding: "It's time to get in touch with the instructor. Teacher Qian is also the advisor of my graduation thesis. Why don't I be the host someday and let's work together. Have a meal?"

Qu Zhi saw that Wang Yingwei seemed to be thinking too much about worldly utilitarianism, and if he explained it now, he seemed to be trying to cover up, so he had no choice but to smile, "Thank you for your kindness, but I still don't need it."

Wang Yingwei thought that Qu Zhi was embarrassed after being seen through by him, so he didn't insist anymore, "It's okay, it doesn't matter, I have experience in preparing for competitions before, and I am familiar with Teacher Qian. If you want to know anything, you can ask me."

Qu Zhi thanked him with a smile, and it happened that WeChat was uploaded to his phone, so the conversation came to an end temporarily.

Zhou Mi's profile picture appeared on the left side of the screen, "I'm so hungry. Will classmate Qu show kindness and bring me some food from the cafeteria?"

"Okay," Qu Zhi replied succinctly, and then followed, "But I don't know when I can go back."

Zhou Mi immediately followed with an aggrieved expression, "What are you doing, come back so late?"

"Self-study."

"Are you alone?"

"With classmates."

Zhou Mi typed the question "Male and female?" in the input box, but before pressing the send button, he thought about it, regardless of gender, he seemed to be quite nervous, so he deleted the input immediately.

Wang Yingwei was very surprised when he found a stranger who suddenly appeared across from him and sat down without even asking.

Qu Zhi was also surprised, "Why are you here?"

"What a coincidence," Zhou Mi said to himself, "you are also in the library."

Qu Zhi had a question mark on his face, and said to himself, don't you know, but he didn't let it go, "What are you doing here?"

Zhou Mi put on a commercial smirk that he was already very proficient in, and glanced at the two girls, "Come to the library, of course to study."

This time Wang Yingwei and Zheng Ke also joined the team with question marks on their faces, slandering each other, how can this person study with nothing in his hands?

Zhou Mi pretended not to see Qu Zhi's puzzled expression, and greeted the two girls enthusiastically and proactively, "Hello, you are Qu Zhi's classmates, right? I'm his roommate, what a coincidence."

Qu Zhi felt that his brain could no longer keep up with Zhou Mi's words.

"Ah," Wang Ying was slightly taken aback, and then said politely, "Hello."

"Are you guys discussing academic issues?" Zhou Mi stretched out his hand, pulled the first page of the book that Wang Yingwei had just opened in front of him, and flipped through it randomly, "We Qu Zhi are so smart, we shouldn't need to discuss it with others. I can understand."

Wang Yingwei was puzzled, thinking that he hadn't provoked him before?

Qu Zhi was also very puzzled, why did Zhou Mi's words sound stinging, and at the same time, he really couldn't bear the embarrassment, so he interrupted quickly: "Whoever said 'we' to you, please stop talking, this is the library."

Zhou Mi was devastated, so he had to sit down obediently, watching the other three people start to study seriously, he was very bored, so he reached out and took the earphone that Qu Zhi was not wearing, and stuffed it directly into his ear.

"Being a close friend probably always brings love..."

Zhou Mi glanced at Qu Zhi suspiciously. There are quite a few people who know this song, but due to various reasons, it is not easy to still hear it now. It must have been saved a long time ago.

Qu Zhi stared at Zhou Mi, but couldn't read the content.He simply pulled down the earphone on the other side, and pushed the iPods in front of Zhou Mi.Qu Zhi always felt a little ambiguous about listening to a pair of headphones together, let alone in front of so many people.

Zhou Mi was not distracted by the reason why the song was so, he took the iPods and flipped through the playlist, "Left and Right Hands", "Happy Together", "Undercurrent", "Best Bad Friend", "Goodbye Erchome", "A Boy Like You", " Zhong Wuyan"...

The doubts in Zhou Mi's eyes deepened, but he said: "Qu Zhi, stop learning, I'm hungry."

Listening to music can't make him calm even for a minute, Qu Zhi has no choice but to be careful, struggling to death: "I just read a book for a while."

Zhou Mi didn't care what he said, just wrapped up the headphone cable, stuffed the iPods into his pocket, and then started to pack Qu Zhi's schoolbag again, "Didn't you read a book for a long time before I came here?"

Qu Zhi was at a loss for words for a while, listening to this, how could it be that he didn't study hard and was distracted by other things?

Before Qu Zhu could react, the things on the desktop had been cleared.Zhou Mi set up the music stick, and before leaving, he did not forget to tell the stunned Wang Yingwei: "You should study hard by yourself."

It happened to be lunchtime now, and the cafeteria was overcrowded, Zhou Mi finally found a quieter place, and hurriedly called Qu Zhi to come over and take a seat, while he went to order both of them's meals.

Zhou Mi didn't even take his meal seriously, he put down his chopsticks after two mouthfuls, and took out Qu Zhi's iPods to watch over and over again.Turning the fuselage over, Zhou Mi noticed that the initials of "QZ" were engraved with a laser on the back. He couldn't put it down immediately, and said cheekily: "Qu Zhi, lend me this iPod to listen to for a few days. Some of the songs here can be found online now. It's not here."

Qu Zhi was stunned for a second, and realized which song he was talking about, he was surprised in his heart, but he didn't say it out of his mouth, he just nodded while eating, which was regarded as his agreement.

Seeing that Qu Zhi agreed easily, Zhou Mi didn't seem to be on guard, so he went straight to the point and asked: "I see that many of your songs are gay songs?"

Qu Zhi didn't expect Zhou Mi to suddenly ask such a question, the chopsticks holding the food in his hand stopped in mid-air, and he said after a while, "Is that so, maybe, it's just a coincidence..."

Zhou Mi saw that he was embarrassed, so he didn't ask any more questions, and pushed the food in front of Qu Zhi, letting him continue to eat, then changed the subject and said, "By the way, Qu Zhi, I have something to confess."

"what's up?"

"I lied just now."

Qu Zhi raised his head from the bowl with a blank expression, "Huh?"

With a smile in his eyes, Zhou Mi reminded, "I just told that classmate of yours that I am your roommate."

Qu Zhi thought that something happened again, and he was relieved after hearing this, "Hey, it's not a big deal."

"Then what?" Zhou Mi frowned, with a serious face, "I said, I never lie."

Qu Zhi was unclear, so he put down the chopsticks in his hand and began to think about what this person did.To no avail, he asked, "Then what do you want to do, go back and confess to her now?"

Zhou Mi put on a smile again, his eyes gleaming with plans, "Why don't we make this sentence come true?"

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On the first day of self-isolation in Beijing... went out and bought a cup of HEYTEA!