On the consequences of wearing it back to save yourself

Gu Jianchen slept until 12 noon, and was woken up by his stomach.

When I wake up and don't care about my stomach, the first thing I do is to add the inspiration of my dream to the notepad.

In this full of big waves Martian essay, Gu Jianchen accurately positioned, added, deleted, and edited without any obstacles.After finishing writing, these few pages of the notebook are full of circles, dots and crosses.

After drawing the last symbol, Gu Jianchen breathed a sigh of relief - since his mother left, this is the first time he has such a strong desire to create, this feeling is so refreshing, like a raging fire starting a wilderness, and the sea subverting the desert .

He hasn't been so crazy about music for three years.

Perhaps this topic has made him a success. In these depressing days, he has been longing to confide, longing for someone's understanding, longing for resurrection, always longing...

It's just that lonely people are always afraid to take the first step.Gu Jianchen couldn't find an exit, so he could only rot all the acne in his heart.This question was like a crater in his heart, and the provocation of that bastard was a needle that stirred the crater of the volcano.

He has no reason to refuse this god-given opportunity for him to shout.

It was rare for Gu Jianchen's gloomy face to clear up. The bright light from the window shone through the glass onto his fair and transparent face. Every fluff told the owner's high spirits, until he suddenly felt something was wrong.

Looking down, I saw two rows of large characters at the bottom of the page that penetrated the back of the paper...

His first reaction was - when did someone practice calligraphy in his notebook? !

After looking at the smooth and flowing strokes between the handwriting, even a calligrapher would be shocked by the astonishing dragon-like brushwork, and then saw his own grass that was madly wavy. The contrast was so tragic that he couldn't help but let out a sigh .

Finally look at the specific content...

Gu Jianchen's trembling heart calmed down instantly - he seemed to see Lu Xiu's haughty and disdainful face in these arrogant and domineering words.

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At 01:30 in the afternoon, the student cafeteria was sparsely populated.

Gu Jianchen was very hungry, holding his notebook and sitting in the corner of the cafeteria cooking, those vigorous words involuntarily appeared in his mind.

I heard from Xiao Zhuo that Lin Xiu is worthless and has a bad character. He not only messes around in emotional relationships, but also messes up in dealing with kinship relationships. How can such a person be so good at writing?

If you only read the words, you will definitely think that this is a person with profound virtues, profound cultivation, broad-mindedness and long-lasting background.

What a waste.

When Gu Jianchen was distracted, Bo Wenzhuo walked into the cafeteria with his new friends, seeing Gu Jianchen, Bo Wenzhuo greeted with a smile on his face: "Jianchen, you're awake."

They had a meal and sat near Gu Jianchen together. They all took off their microphones and laughed constantly.

Gu Jianchen always maintains basic etiquette so as not to embarrass others, but he rarely takes the initiative to chat with others, and stays in the safe area on the edge.

When Bo Wenzhuo was joking with others, he would always stop and whisper a few words to Gu Jianchen, so that he would not feel left out. When Gu Jianchen smiled at him, he would re-enter other people's jokes .

Bo Wenzhuo asked in a low voice: "Did you stay up late last night?"

"Ah."

"What are you doing, you slept so hard today, you must have stayed up late yesterday."

Gu Jianchen didn't hide anything, and kept the same decibel as Bai Wenzhuo: "It's the topic. I had some inspiration last night, so I wrote it down."

Bo Wenzhuo was surprised, "You are starting to prepare now?"

"It happened to be inspired."

There was a trace of surprise in Bo Wenzhuo's eyes, and he was puzzled: "You don't like this show very much..."

The companion brought by Bo Wenzhuo heard it, and joked: "I don't have any idea about the topic selection now, you are too good, are you a hidden academic master, hardworking and talented?" The loud voice directly Overwhelmed Bo Wenzhuo's second half of the question.

Gu Jianchen shook his head, "No."

Bo Wenzhuo: "Then your progress has reached..."

Bo Wenzhuo's other companion is from the Northeast, with a bigger throat than the previous one, and said: "Hahaha, then you have to choose the right mentor. There is no way to draw lots. Choosing the right mentor is more important. And I suggest you take a long-term view. , if you follow the steps of a mentor from beginning to end, you may become the teacher's disciple directly in the future, and you will get closer no matter how bad the relationship is."

Bo Wenzhuo: "..."

The former companion: "Anyway, I've identified Du Juncheng, he is so handsome, so popular, and he sings well."

Another person said: "Me too hahaha. Hey brother, although you drew No. [-], you can ask other teachers for advice." He blinked at Gu Jianchen: "This is allowed by the program team. The purpose of a party is to 'teacher-student double selection', you have to look for your future mentor now. If you have the opportunity, get close to the teacher, and in the end he will probably pick you up on the stage... close...you got it."

"A quarter of the field got the fourth question, which is really miserable."

Bo Wenzhuo saw that they kept belittling No. [-], glanced at Gu Jianchen, and interjected: "It's okay, the serial number of the topic does not mean the final class assignment."

Companion: "But if we get the second question, we will definitely have more opportunities to contact Teacher Du directly. If other people want to trouble Teacher Du, they have to be behind us no matter what."

Northeast student: "Aren't we a group, let's go to Teacher Du together tonight, and ask for a general direction first."

"Okay - I must practice hard these few days, I just hope that Mr. Du is willing to hold a sign for me on the stage -"

In the third link, "teacher-student double selection", if a tutor shows a card for a student, the student will directly become a member of the tutor's class.

If two or more tutors show their cards for the students, the students have the qualification to reverse the election.

The upper limit of each class is 30 students, the lower limit is 20 students, and the total number of students left does not exceed 100.

Gu Jianchen was not interested in the content of these conversations, so he put the notebook back in his pocket, and accidentally dropped the gel pen on the notebook on the way, and it happened that the Northeast student made a wrong stool, and the pen was smashed to pieces with a click.

Northeast College rubbed the back of its head and smiled embarrassedly: "Hey brother, I'm so sorry."

Bo Wenzhuo made a sound at the right time, and said gently: "It's okay, I have a pen with me." He took off a beautifully shaped gel pen that had been pinned to his chest, and handed it to Gu Jianchen with a smile: "Always So careless, use it, don’t lose it, you have to pay it back.”

Gu Jianchen followed with a faint smile, and soon left.

He is tall and tall, with a cold face, and he doesn't often smile, but now this flashing smile is really like an epiphyllum that has eaten the moonlight, growing on the snow-capped mountains.

The Northeast student gnawed the chicken legs for a while, and suddenly said, "Brother, you look so good when you smile."

Gu Jianchen's already indifferent expression became a little bit colder.

His companion joked with goosebumps in his arms: "Chongzi, you are disgusting."

While several people were teasing and laughing, Gu Jianchen, who was standing, caught a glimpse of a slightly sloped figure at the corner of the stairs leading to the second floor of the cafeteria.

Gu Jianchen put away Bo Wenzhuo's pen, put away his book, picked up the dinner plate and said to the four of them, "Eat, I'll go first."

Bo Wenzhuo frowned slightly: "Aren't you waiting for me?"

Gu Jianchen asked back: "Aren't you going with them later?"

Bo Wenzhuo smiled embarrassedly, and said, "Aren't you going to play in the afternoon? Today is the day off."

Gu Jianchen's body was already facing the direction of putting away the plate, and said, "I'm not used to crowds, you know that."

Bo Wenzhuo: "...Okay."

After putting away the dinner plate, Gu Jianchen went straight up to the second floor, rushed up to the rest platform in two or three steps, and saw that Lu Xiu was still on the second and third steps of the double-running stairs.

Gu Jianchen acted faster than his mind, he hadn't decided what to say yet, he was hesitating, Lu Xiu glanced at him, and handed the dinner plate in front of Gu Jianchen.

Gu Jianchen was stunned: "I've already..."

Lu Xiu said at the same time: "Help me."

The word "eat" disappeared in Gu Jianchen's throat.

Gu Jianchen: "..."

He took the plate with a gloomy face, glanced at the man with sweat on his forehead, and asked quickly, "What's the matter with you?"

Lu Xiu: "I was hit by a student who was eager to eat."

Gu Jianchen was a little embarrassed after asking. If he didn't ask, he could pretend he didn't see it. If he asked someone and answered it, he still pretended he didn't see it. That's not appropriate.

The fingers of Gu Jianchen's free hand twitched slightly, and he wanted to reach out but was unwilling, so he reluctantly asked, "Help you?"

Lu Xiu breathed out and looked at the twisted Gu Jianchen, narrowed his eyes, and suddenly said, "Why don't you carry me up."