Xiaobaihua is not pretending anymore!

Xu Ning knew that breaking up was not an easy task for a teenager, so without opening his mouth, he handed over a tissue out of humanitarian concern.

When he heard the word breakup from the other party, his face was full of consternation and he thought he heard it wrong. How could the boy take the initiative to break up with him?

Everyone knew that Song Zui could not live without him, and shut himself in his room every day when he was not around, how could such a person take the initiative to say goodbye?

"Your words made me start to reflect on the gap between the two of us." The boy's usually soft and waxy voice was unhurried, "It's too mismatched to have worked hard for three years to get admitted to the Grammar School."

Xu Ning couldn't hold back the doubts in his heart. Although the Grammar School is not a good school, it is at least a university. When he came to the Shanghai stock market, he only had a junior high school education. I don't know where the confidence comes from.

A bad premonition suddenly appeared in his heart, and it was rare for him to ask Song Zui, "What are you usually doing?"

Song Zui lived in the villa all day long, and the farthest distance he had ever been to was his school. He had no doubt that the other party didn't even play games, and woke up every day just to wait for his arrival by the door.

His tone was full of uncommon concern, but the young man said slowly: "IELTS score is [-], TOEFL is [-], and you just received the notification letter from a prestigious school. Don't you really think that I am standing by the door waiting for you every day?" Bar?"

Xu Ning:? ? ? !

His dull mind turned quickly, no wonder Song Zui was more active than him in class every time, it turned out that he was learning behind his back.

Unreasonable anger emerged in Xu Ning's heart. He obviously thought he was the one who was sober, and he was still worried about how the canary would survive outside, but he didn't expect that the canary would fly away after raising its feathers.

When he was about to ask again, Song Zui walked up the steps and was about to grab the boy's arm but he didn't pull it, he almost fell to the ground, the strength was a bit too much!

But the young man just stood on the steps and looked down at him indifferently, his slender eyelids formed a cold arc, and the bridge of his straight nose cast a halo.

He felt that the young man in front of him had changed. Although his eyes were still blank, he was not as obedient as before, but instead added a sense of sharpness, and he couldn't find the shadow of the meekness in the past.

The boy patted his sleeves as if he thought it was dirty, and walked to his room without turning his head. He picked up the sealed suitcase from the room and prepared to leave.

Xu Ning looked at Song Zui and came back to his senses. It was impossible to pack all the luggage so quickly. It looked like the suitcase had been prepared long ago. Was it because he knew he would break up that he broke up first?

With Song Zui's personality, how could it be possible to study silently, and it might even be possible to raise flowers. He definitely didn't want him to worry about telling him to lie to him.

Looking at the back of the young man leaving alone, he felt a little empty in his heart, feeling something sour and swollen.

After applying the medicine, Bai Wenqiu walked out of the room and leaned on the railing and asked, "Are you divided?"

Xu Ning nodded.

Seeing Song Zui being kicked out, Bai Wenqiu let out a sigh of relief in his chest. Being able to stay here for three years is already a great gift, and in his opinion, he should kowtow and kneel before leaving.

Of course he thought the young man would be at a loss, but the next second he heard Xu Ning say something with difficulty: "It's just his idea of ​​breaking up."

Song Zui didn't care about the shock of the two, and walked down the stairs with the suitcase, Song Tiantian was still parkouring on the sofa in the living room, breathing like a puppy with his tongue.

He stretched out his hand to touch Song Tiantian's head, but the kitten got into the sofa and hid, he stroked the little furry head and said softly, "You can stay here."

Song Tiantian is closer to other people than him, and the servants all like this timid kitten, and they will only lie on his lap when they are looking for food or resting.

Song Tiantian was used to living in a spacious villa, so he didn't have to live in a dormitory with him, but as if sensing his thoughts, this delicate kitten hugged his leg tightly.

He sighed and hugged the kitten, and walked out of the gate of the villa under the eyes of the servants who criticized him.

Since he arrived in Shanghai, he has lived in the Xu family's villa, studied in an exquisite cage, and the farthest distance he has been to is the grammar school station, which is eight kilometers away.

The moment he stepped on the ground outside the villa, there was an incomparably free breath in his chest, as if he had returned to the free Southwest.

Song Zui took the bus around the city. He had never seen the city properly in the past three years. He lay by the window and stared at it, from the cross-river bridge to the iconic silver tower.

He got off at the familiar Grammar College station, walked to the breakfast shop next to the gate, and ordered a bowl of salty milk. The soy milk contained not only slices of fried dough sticks but also shrimp skins, sprinkled with chopped scallions and seaweed, and topped with a spoonful of vinegar. The soy sauce is delicious.

He wanted to eat it when he first came to Shanghai, but Xu Ning didn't like the food in Shanghai and refused to let him eat it. He squinted his eyes while sitting on the chair, and ate up the full bowl of salty milk.

He couldn't find anyone to share the good news with, so he asked Feng Siwen to meet at the dessert shop. Feng Siwen touched Song Tiantian's belly: "Why did you bring Song Tiantian out?"

Song Zui ordered a glass of white water and said calmly, "I broke up."

"separate?!"

Feng Siwen automatically acquiesced to Xu Ning's breakup, and when he knew it was Song Zui's breakup, his tone was full of disbelief.

"What can you do after you break up with a poor body? Listen to me and go back. Xu Ning's heart softens when you cry and cry. It's too late to recover immediately. Canary can't live outside."

He thinks that Xu Ning is not such a heartless person, as long as Song Zui stays by his side and treats Xu Ning well, Xu Ning will definitely be moved. After staying in the greenhouse for a long time, it is difficult to adapt to the life outside.

"There's always a way to survive."

The boy sitting in front of him just said that, and Feng Siwen felt that the soft-tempered Song Zui seemed to be a different person.

In the afternoon, the curtains in the study room completely blocked the light. Assistant Fang stood by the file cabinet to sort out the documents, and Secretary Zheng lowered his head to report to He Shanting.

I don't know why the man looked at the little rose on the desk and was a little distracted. It was a mistake that He Shanting should not make.

Of course, the boss will not make mistakes, and Secretary Zheng took the responsibility: "I'm sorry, I misread the data on the form."

Assistant Fang could only attribute it to the fact that He Shanting was too tired from work after returning from Xu's house. When Secretary Zheng left, he started talking about things other than work.

"Xu Ning broke up today. Song Zui has no one to rely on in the Shanghai stock market. It's not safe to live outside." Assistant Fang boldly said, "Do you think you want to take him over?"

He Shanting always liked to live alone, and he couldn't stand any big noise. When he thought he would be rejected, the other party acquiesced.

After all, the relationship between the two was cold, so he called the boy while He Shanting hadn't changed his mind.

After bidding farewell to Feng Siwen, Song Zui got on the bus to Shanghai University. He closed his eyes and rested on the seat. The sunlight shone on his skin as if soaked in light.

Suddenly the phone in his pocket rang, and when he swiped open the screen, it was Assistant Fang's voice: "I heard you broke up with Xu Ning?"

Although he couldn't figure out why the other party knew he had broken up, he felt that Assistant Fang was like a big brother of his own, so he hummed lightly.

"Do you have a place to live in Shanghai?" The voice on the other side of the phone was worried beyond words, "If there is no place to live, do you want to come to He's house?"

After experiencing the embarrassment of being in the closet together last time, the boy was embarrassed to bother He Shanting again: "I've found a place to live."

"Have you really found it?"

Seeing that Assistant Fang wanted to persuade him again, Song Zui made a joke: "The psychological pressure of living with Mr. He is too great. I worry about whether I will be kicked out every day. It is better to live in a bridge hole."

The phone was turned on speakerphone, the assistant felt the air in the study room was frozen when the young man's voice fell, and the pale-skinned man couldn't see any emotion and said, "Let him live."

Assistant Fang thumped in his heart, there was nothing he could do now, Song Zui had never been afraid of anyone in terms of making He Shanting angry.

The boy didn't know what was going on on the other side of the phone, so the car stopped at the bus stop, hung up the phone and walked to the reception desk for freshmen at Shanghai University.

He walked to the reception desk and asked the staff: "I am a freshman enrolled this year, can I check in early?"

"No." The staff member said, "You can only check in one week before the start of school, this is the school's regulation."

The young man who had firmly rejected Assistant Fang slowly lowered his neck and glanced at his phone, wondering if it was too late to agree.

When he was about to turn around and leave, he glanced at the tuition fee, plus the dormitory fee of [-] years.

Song Zui's thinking was still on the 500 yuan tuition fee. The staff seemed to see his thoughts and came over to suggest: "If you have difficulties in life, you can start school and receive subsidies for poor students. If you are an adult, you can do odd jobs."

"What part-time jobs make the most money?"

The staff laughed when they heard this, and it sounded like a young master who had never worked. Most of the students who didn't go to college went to the restaurant to serve dishes or distribute leaflets, and they didn't earn much money.

Looking at the slender young man, he joked, "Distributing leaflets and washing dishes can cost up to [-] a day, and He's construction site next door is short of people, so earning [-] a day is not a problem."

"Thank you."

Song Zui left politely, but what the staff didn't expect was that the boy really went to the construction site closest to the school.

The boy with only 900 yuan on his body pulled a heavy suitcase and hugged the cat, and walked to the dusty construction site.

The construction site was full of dust, and the foreman wearing a red hard hat was directing the workers. He walked up and asked politely, "Hello, are you hiring?"

"just you?"

The foreman almost didn't laugh when he saw the young boy's weak appearance. His skin was as white as a girl's. He could lift a child like this with each hand. Not to mention the steel bars, he might not even be able to push a mud truck.

A dark-skinned worker tremblingly carried a bag of cement on his back: "Do you know how heavy this bag of cement is?"

However, the young man easily carried two bags of cement, his expression did not change at all, and his voice was still weak: "Is this okay?"

Contractor:? ? ? ? !

The weather was hot and the construction site was short of manpower, so he immediately arranged for the boy to live on the construction site, and he led Song Zui into the nearby dormitory.

The dormitories on the construction site are prefabricated houses that are easy to disassemble. There are eight bunk beds in a room, and people live under the luggage bed.

"Prevention is essential, and valuables should not be left in the room." The foreman glanced at the good clothes on the young man and said, "Don't wear good clothes on the construction site during the day, it's a pity that it gets dirty."

The boy nodded.

The flow of people on the construction site was complicated, so he carefully put away the jade pendant around his neck and put it in the inner pocket of his clothes, and he carried important documents with him even if he didn't worry about leaving them in the dormitory.

After putting away his luggage, he put on a yellow safety helmet and walked to the construction site under the scorching sun. The foreman was afraid that Song Zui would not be used to life on the construction site.

Unexpectedly, the young man is familiar with small workers, no matter whether he is tying steel bars or carrying water, he will not frown, and he is not as delicate as he imagined.

If I had to say it, I was a bit of a clean freak. Everyone just sat on the steps to eat. The young man wiped the floor with a paper towel and then put a newspaper on it before sitting on the steps to eat his boxed lunch. He seemed out of place among the workers.

Another point is that the rice on the construction site is unlimited. What makes the foreman heartbroken is that the boy's appetite is extraordinarily large, and one person can eat four bowls of rice. This is some kind of monster.

The workers were playing cards at night, only Song Zui sat on the bed and read a book quietly. One of the workers joked, "Are you homesick if you stay up so late?"

The boy didn't speak but just smiled. When the others fell asleep, he put down his book and clothes and went to sleep. What he didn't tell anyone was that there was a sharp knife hidden under the pillow.

He just stayed on the construction site, where piecework wages are implemented, and he is one of the people with the highest number of pieces every day, and he can save 500 yuan a day including food and housing.

He was unbelievable for such a high salary in the Shanghai stock market. After he arrived in the Shanghai stock market from the southwest, he was raised by Xu Ning in a villa. His impression of this city was only in the skyscrapers.

After saving enough 1 yuan, the boy's fair face turned into a healthy wheat color.

Song Tiantian probably realized that it was not easy to raise him, and he was unwilling to live under the bed, so he started to go to the construction site every day to find things to bring back, sometimes it was pop cans, sometimes it was scrap copper wire.

Raising small animals on the construction site is very dangerous. Even if he is the last one to leave the dormitory every day and close the doors and windows tightly, Song Tiantian will always find a chance to get out and run towards him with something in his mouth. Cats are like puppies.

"Everyone cheer up!" The foreman said with a loudspeaker in the morning, "Today, a reporter from the group came to shoot."

Song Zui didn't know what was good to take pictures on the construction site, but it had nothing to do with him. He carefully picked up the cement and poured it into the bucket, not realizing that the flash was aimed at him.

On the other side, at He's internal meeting, Chen Ming, who came back to the political stage because of the Thailand development project, talked about the progress of Jianghuai's development.

"The first phase of Jianghuai project will be completed under the overtime, and the second phase will start on time tomorrow." At this time, his face was radiant, and he didn't see the past faltering at all.

He Shanting on the main seat didn't speak, just looked at Chen Ming quietly, which made Chen Ming not have any scruples to talk about his plan.

However, when the picture of the construction site appeared on the projector, the calm man suddenly raised his eyebrows, and the smile in his eyes disappeared without a trace.

Chen Ming couldn't help wondering what he said was wrong. He always wanted to take three steps and one step at a time, so he stopped cautiously and didn't continue talking.

There was no sound in the conference room, and there were whispers about what happened. Only Assistant Fang saw the boy on the screen.

The boy standing in the corner was wearing a bright yellow hard hat and carrying cement. His fair skin was tanned in the hot sun to a wheat color, and his beautiful lips were dry and white.

When he saw the photo, his heart ached. At that time, he thought that living in the bridge hole was just a joke, and it would not be much better if the young man lived in the bridge hole with a disheveled appearance.

He Shanting's gray-blue eyes were closed, and he was so downcast that he didn't make a sound, and he didn't know who he looked like with such a stubborn temper.

He couldn't tell what he was thinking, he just said calmly to Chen Ming: "Continue."

Chen Mingxuan's heart sank, and he made up his mind to report again when he went back. He suppressed the weirdness in his heart and continued talking about his plan for Jianghuai.

Assistant Fang couldn't help but think that He Shanting was too unkind. He thought he would frown anyway. After the meeting was over, he was sorting out the meeting materials, and suddenly he heard the man who was so indifferent say, "Go to the construction site."

He stopped holding the document, almost thinking that he heard it wrong, but He Shanting walked out of the meeting room and said to him: "Bring water."

He didn't expect his boss to condescend to go to the construction site in his life. After all, noise and dust are things that He Shanting hates. He couldn't help but ask, "Are you worried about Song Zui?"

Song Zui is different from the children he has ever seen, he has never heard complaints from teenagers, he looks gentle but seems to understand everything.

Just as he was looking forward to He Shanting's conscience, the man's cold voice came: "Go and see if he lives in Moyland or Glücksburg."

Assistant Fang was choked by He Shanting's words. Both Moyland and Glücksburg are well-known palaces in Germany. Sure enough, capitalists have no conscience at all.

Ye Jin got into the driver's car and went to the financial center to attend classes. When the car passed by the construction site next to Shanghai University, he saw a familiar figure, a boy carrying cement with a cart.

"parking."

He asked the driver to park the car on the road. Originally, he was impatient to go to class in the hot weather, but when he saw Song Zuile on the construction site, he walked over with great interest.

The news of Song Zui's breakup with Xu Ning spread throughout the second-generation circle. He was still thinking about what the canary could do out of the cage, but he didn't expect that the young man with no strength to restrain the chicken would end up working on a construction site.

"Long time no see." Ye Jin greeted the boy with a smile.

The boy pushed the cart forward without raising his eyes, and didn't take him seriously at all, which made Ye Jin feel annoyed that he was being ignored.

This feeling has existed since before, even though the young man stands quietly in front of you, he always feels that he is not looking at you at all.

He raised his voice and said, "You wouldn't know me in another place? Who doesn't know that you were kicked out for stealing things, and you can only move bricks without education. You can't compare to Teacher Bai at all."

At the end of his speech, he didn't forget to boast and ask Qiu, everyone's eyes turned to Song Zui, they didn't expect such a quiet kid to steal things.

"You should let Xu Ning take a look, what kind of life do you live without him." Ye Jin commented on the young man.

Because he knew that no matter what he said, the young man would not make a sound, and being scolded on the head was just to bow his head and walk away by himself, and anyone could pinch his soft temperament like dough.

The workers gathered around, and the foreman felt helpless when he saw this scene. He could tell by the way the other party was dressed that he couldn't be offended.

Ye Jin looked at the wood-like boy in front of him and was about to continue talking, but what he didn't expect was Song Zui softly said: "Say it again, please?"

Although the other party's tone was very light, he suddenly had a bad premonition in his heart. Before he could react, Song Zui picked up the bucket of cement and poured it directly on his head.

"I'm sorry for the shaking hands."

The boy's voice was still polite, without any warmth in his eyes, Ye Jin slowly touched the cement on his head with his hand, he couldn't believe that Song Zui would pour cement on his head with a bucket.

He is not a person who swallows his breath. He was expelled from school for fighting and had to go abroad, but when he saw the weight marked on the barrel, he swallowed his throat.

Song Zui can lift a bucket of cement as well as half of him. Are canaries so wild these days?I don't know where Xu Ning brought the species.

He didn't dare to say anything in the face of force suppression. He left the construction site while wiping his head. He didn't forget to complain to Xu Ning: "Do you know that Song Zui poured cement on my head today? It's a full fifty kilograms."

Xu Ning on the phone was stunned for a long time when he heard Song Zui's name. He thought the boy would contact him, but there was no movement on the phone, as if it suddenly appeared and disappeared from his life.

He suppressed the surging emotions in his heart, and he didn't believe Ye Jin's words at all: "Don't just make trouble for nothing all day, how could Song Zui bully you? He can't even unscrew the bottle cap, if I know you're making trouble for him, I'll never end with you .”

The next second the phone was hung up, Ye Jin had never been so wronged, obviously the victim was him but no one believed him.

It was obviously a ferocious beast disguised as a canary, it couldn't unscrew the bottle cap for anything, and it clearly bit off a bottle cap in one bite.

The teenager on the construction site just wiped his rough fingers with a paper towel moistened with warm water, and the workers around him consciously dispersed, with vague fear on their faces.

Song Zui continued to carry the cement, and it was inconvenient to wash clothes on the construction site. Although he was careful, his clothes gradually turned dusty, looking like a dirty little quail.

The foreman got a call and walked out of the construction site. When he came back, he said to them, "Everyone go take a shower this afternoon."

"why?"

The people below asked puzzledly, although the weather is hot in summer and it is not comfortable to take a bath, many people are reluctant to pay the water bill and do not have the habit of taking a bath every day.

"There are important people coming today, you have to clean up well." The contractor's tone was serious, "Especially how many times have I told you to fasten the rope of the helmet, and don't hang it loose around your neck."

This had no effect on Song Zui, he would take a shower after work every day, but he was just thinking that the journalists from the group didn't have such a big battle, and he didn't know what kind of big shot came.

He was short and hidden in the queue, and heard the whispered discussions of the workers in front of him.

"The cat on the construction site is really pretty. The cats in the city look chubby, and the cats in my hometown are as thin as bamboo poles."

"Surely it can sell for a lot of money?"

"At least 500 yuan."

The young man pursed his lips and did not line up again. He walked to the foreman's office and knocked on the door. After hearing a voice coming in, he walked into the office.

The foreman put away the precious tea pot on the table, Song Zui didn't miss this move, he didn't go forward but stood by the door: "I'm here to resign."

As long as someone with a heart pays attention to Song Tiantian, no matter how prepared he is, there will be omissions, not to mention that the kitten can't be locked up at all. It just so happens that he has almost earned his tuition fees, and it's time to leave.

"You have performed well during this time." The foreman's eyes showed astonishment: "Do you really want to leave?"

Hearing that the boy responded and the foreman didn't stop him, dirty hands and feet are the most taboo on the construction site, so he quickly asked the accountant to settle the wages.

Soon a famous black car parked outside the construction site, and the foreman stood respectfully outside the car to welcome He Shanting's arrival.

He has never been in contact with a big man of this level, and he even stutters in Mandarin with an accent: "Our construction site is very strict in terms of safety production. , held a safety lecture last month."

These words are all empty phrases to be checked by the superiors. It stands to reason that he should be very proficient, but he will always be nervous in front of this young Mr. He, as if his thoughts will always be guessed clearly.

When He Shanting got out of the car, he walked in front and led the tour: "This is the first phase of construction, and the second phase next to it will start within five working days."

"This is the living area for the workers." The foreman said as he walked, "Each dormitory accommodates eight people, and the bunk beds are designed to accommodate 16 people. Because it is built in a shaded area, there is no need to install air conditioners."

"It's too small and crowded inside, it's too messy." The foreman stood still by the door of the dormitory, "I won't show you inside."

He Shanting looked away from the yellowed window, pursed his lips and asked, "Where is Song Zui?"

He asked this just out of pity. He was obviously a little fox who had just grown up, and he should grow up in a beautiful house.

"Song Zui?" Hearing that, the foreman's face showed astonishment, "He has been working for more than half a month and left today, and he didn't say where he went."

I don't know if it was his delusion, but when the voice fell, the big man was suddenly indifferent, presumably it was a young master who had run away from a wealthy family, how could someone with a close relationship with He Shanting have dirty hands and feet?He suddenly regretted not keeping it well before.

Assistant Fang was puzzled. Logically speaking, Song Zui should quietly lick his wounds in the corner, but Song Zui's whereabouts were as weird as a fish, making people puzzled.

Ye Jin, who had finally finished washing the cement, was forced by Ye Chengwen to attend elite education classes. Although he studied hard under the guidance of Bai Wenqiu during this period, he still only scored three points in the IELTS test.

"Why are you late today?"

The academic teacher caught him at the door.

He couldn't say that he was being washed with cement, and walked into the gate of the institution as if he didn't hear it.

The teacher saw his reckless behavior and sighed: "Your father paid you so much money to hire a foreign teacher for you every day. Why do you think you can't even get a score of [-] in the IELTS?"

"Is English something learned by humans?" Ye Jin retorted eloquently, "It's normal for Chinese people to not learn English well."

"Who forced you to go abroad? The key is that you can't do well in the college entrance examination. I can take the college entrance examination with a score of 120 with my eyes closed." The academic affairs teacher said earnestly, "I saw a person with an IELTS score of [-] and a TOEFL score of [-] last month. No money, no application to MIT."

"Is this score a human can come up with?"

Ye Jin felt overwhelmed by leaps and bounds. Only the mother tongue level can achieve this score. Even if Bai Wenqiu only scored [-] points in the IELTS test, poor people have no chance to hire a foreign teacher. They can only practice in front of the tape recorder. I don't know who this person is.

Because the cement had solidified on his head for too long, he subconsciously touched his own head, but he definitely couldn't be someone like Song Zui.

Finally, the academic affairs teacher left and he finally didn’t have to listen to the magic sound piercing his ears. He walked into the classroom and sat down on his seat, and said to Bai Wenqiu apologetically, “I’m sorry I’m late.”

Instead of blaming him, Bai Wenqiu handed him a note: "It's me who should say I'm sorry, and I won't be attending classes here starting tomorrow."

"why?"

Bai Wenqiu's eyes showed apology: "Xu Ning asked me to work in an investment bank."

He came to the counseling agency for money, Ye Jin's father was generous, but Ye Jin thought he came for him, Xu Ning offered him an internship in an investment bank, of course he wanted to go to an investment bank.

He feels that his life has finally got rid of the gloom, and he no longer needs to live in a cheap house of 5000 yuan a month and receive a meager salary of 2 yuan.

"The house I rent here is too dilapidated. It only costs 5000 yuan a month, and the monthly salary is not enough to buy a piece of clothing." Bai Wenqiu inadvertently showed weakness.

Normally, Ye Jin would definitely comfort him, but today the other party's attention was not on him.

"It's better than Song Zui. Today I saw him at the construction site in Shanghai. He lives in a dirty construction site moving cement."

Hearing Song Zui's recent situation, Bai Wenqiu raised his eyebrows, the beautiful and useless Dodder finally returned to its proper position, and after returning to Xu's house, the servants were all talking about Song Zui's whereabouts.

"He can't lift his hands on his shoulders and can't resist. He will definitely not be able to support himself when he goes out, and his life may not be as good as ours."

"It's miserable."

"What's so miserable? I heard that I was kicked out by stealing things that day."

"What do you think he can do without education? It's not like Mr. Bai went to an investment bank for an internship before graduating from university."

Song Zui didn't know what Xu's servants were talking about. He walked out of the 50 yuan express hotel with his suitcase on September [-]th, because today was the opening day of Shanghai University.

The weather in September was still hot, and he walked into the century-old arched gate with the cat in one hand and luggage in the other.

The campus of Shanghai University is notoriously beautiful. The Liuliding building is surrounded by mountains and rivers, and there is a long mountain road to climb to the art gallery on the top of the mountain.

He passed the Dusi Bridge and walked to the freshman reception. The freshman reception that was deserted last time was now full of freshmen. He queued up to pay his tuition fees, and walked towards the dormitory in the North District with the daily necessities he bought at a street stall.

He took the key and opened the door. There were things piled up on the bed on the right. It seemed that someone had come earlier than him.

Unlike the campus that can be on the cover of magazines, the gray and white walls of the dormitory look tattered, and the wood of the beds is yellow.

It's better than the prefabricated houses on the construction site.

The thoughtful young man cleaned the room, and then pasted the dilapidated white wall with unnecessary kraft paper. He also carried rose seeds on his body, and sprinkled the seeds in the soil exposed on the balcony, and the whole room looked brand new.

He built a small rattan nest for Song Tiantian under the bed. The kitten rolled in the nest with excitement, revealing its snow-white belly from time to time. He didn't remember how big the villa he lived in was.

After packing up his luggage, he sat on the table and previewed the physics books. He knew that the opportunity to learn was hard-won, and he cherished every minute and every second.

Suddenly he heard the sound of keys turning the door, a man wearing glasses walked into the dormitory and asked in surprise, "Is this still our dormitory?"

Wu Zhenming clearly remembered that the previous dormitory was dilapidated, and he was still thinking that a school with such a great reputation didn't pay attention at all, and it was not as good as an ordinary school's dormitory.

His eyes fell on the young man at the table. Although he had wheat-colored skin, he looked like an obedient student who could do housework, so he was very suitable to be a wife.

Before he had time to introduce himself, the last roommate, Yin Zihan, walked into the dormitory. Yin Zihan was a sports student. He was tall and muscular. Yin Zihan's father also came.

Father Yin was a talkative person, he asked about Wu Zhen's information calmly, but the boy reading at the table didn't reveal anything, he couldn't help asking, "Where did you come from?"

"Shannan."

Shannan is in the deepest part of the southwestern mountains. This place is a well-known poverty-stricken area, and the road has only been completed in the past two years. He couldn't help but say: "I used to go to Shannan to buy goods, and the roses there bloomed very beautifully. "

"It's just a poor place."

Yin Zihan's tone was disdainful.

Father Yin, who was helping his son make the bed, hurried out to smooth things over: "The child of the poor is already in charge of the family, you see you can't even fold the quilt."

"understood."

Yin Zihan spoke irritably.

"Build a good relationship with your classmates." Before leaving, Dad Yin urged, "Let's make room for more places to live. I didn't send you to Shanghai University for you to play."

However, when the door was closed, Yin Zihan showed his true nature. He sat on a chair and played games, and asked Wu Zhen, who met him for the first time, to tidy up his closet: "Be careful! This is something from Givenchy."

Wu Zhen insisted that more things are worse than less things, and Yin Zihan's muscular body is really not easy to mess with, so he hung up his clothes honestly.

Yin Zihan tasted the sweetness, when he spoke to Song Zui in the same tone, the young man completely ignored him.

He tried to remind the young man to pay attention, but who knew that the young man was not only indifferent but also put on his earphones, obviously he didn't take him seriously, Wu Zhen quietly gave the young man a thumbs up in his heart.

In Yin Zihan's heart, he didn't have any good feelings for this quiet young man from the mountains. He turned his head and showed his social life in front of Wu Zhen: "Master Xu, do you know? I almost went to his birthday party last month. A high-society figure you don't see."

He only said half of what he said. In fact, he only knew that Xu Ning held a birthday party at Xu's family, and he didn't even receive an invitation given his status.

However, in his opinion, his two roommates are poor people who are obsessed with studying and have no access to high society.

And Song Zui slowly turned his head when he heard the words, he was too familiar with Xu Ning, he could clearly count the number of times Xu Ning skipped classes and failed courses, he didn't know if he was high-ranking or not, but judging from the number of times he made out in public, he was quite obscene.

In the afternoon, the freshman meeting was held. The young man sat silently in the classroom and read physics books. Yin Zihan walked to the podium and said, "If you invite everyone to the bar today, it will be a cleansing for everyone in the new semester. Raise your hand if you want to go."

The whole class raised their hands, and there was only one person who didn't raise their hands, and that person was Song Zui who was sitting in the corner.

He wasn't interested in going to the bar. If he had the time, he might as well read two more pages of books. Yin Zihan on the stage said nonchalantly, "Eat and drink are all free."

Hearing the word "free of charge", the young man who was dedicated to learning just a second ago quietly raised his hand.

On the other side, Assistant Fang was sitting in the car. Although he was well aware of the Thailand development project, he still reported to He Shanting: "Chen Ming calls for investment in the project as soon as possible, and hopes that the first phase of the project will start this month."

The man sitting in the back seat looked flat: "As they wish."

Assistant Fang mourned for Chen Ming in his heart. If he had grown up and made a lot of achievements in other places, but when he met He Shanting, it would be safer to retire as soon as possible.

He looked out the window with a sigh, and suddenly caught a sharp glimpse of a young man who looked like Song Zui at the door of the bar.

Song Zui seemed to have melted into the ocean like a drop of water, and couldn't find any traces. He called and asked only to say don't worry, but how could he not worry?Surely licking wounds in unknown places.

Looking at the young man at the entrance of the bar, he realized after a while: "Isn't that Song Zui? Even the curly hair on his head is exactly the same."

He Shanting raised his eyes and looked out of the car window. The little fox who had disappeared was surrounded by a group of young people, and there was also a young boy who was close to him. He pursed his thin lips and said nothing.

But Song Zui didn't know that someone was watching him, so he followed Wu Zhen whom he knew into the bar, because it was crowded with people just after opening.

He sat on the booth and asked for a glass of water, and Wu Zhen beside him asked curiously, "Can't you drink?"

The boy with wheat-colored skin said: "I don't usually drink alcohol. Long-term drinking of alcohol will damage the central system of the brain, causing irreversible nerve damage and affecting memory."

The nerve damage has not seriously affected the memory. Wu Zhen silently replaced the wine in his hand with plain water. Before he came, he knew that there were people in Shanghai University, so he didn't feel strange about Song Zui's words and deeds. The typical person who is good at reading and has poor social skills .

Yin Zihan was completely different from the young man. Once he entered the bar, he felt like a fish in water, and ordered a table of drinks: "Everyone will get along with each other for four years in the future, so we hope to have something to talk about."

But he didn't find favor among the girls, instead he always looked in Song Zui's direction, which made him feel bored.

He was drunk and tried to attract everyone's attention: "Do you know that there are Eastern European models in this bar? They stand at the door of the bar at night. If you want to see me, you can call one over."

The boy sitting in the corner frowned. He didn't like to hear these things, so he walked to the door of the bar with a water glass to breathe.

The night air was chilly, he wrapped himself in thin clothes, and was about to