chase a hammer

The early September morning in City S was slightly chilly, half of the sun was covered by clouds, and the sky was bright and majestic.

In the narrow living room, Yin Jin, who was sitting on the sofa, was wearing a suit, frowning slightly and tugging on the tie of the suit uncomfortably.

The texture of the suit didn't look very good, but the proportion of the man's figure was superior, and he stiffly supported the whole black suit. He looked broad shoulders and long legs, with an outstanding temperament.

Hearing the sound of another door being opened, Yin Jin raised his eyes slightly. Seeing the boy's attire, he was silent for a moment, then raised half of his brows uncontrollably and said, "Are you going out wearing it like this?"

Wu Chu, who was wearing a silver chain all over his body, looked down at himself, scratched his hair and said, "That's right."

Today is the day when Yin Jin made an appointment with his tutor to give a speech at S University. Wu Chu rummaged in the closet for a long time, sat on the bed and thought about what clothes he should wear today.

He tossed about in the room for a while before he managed to tidy himself up to his satisfaction.

Wu Chu leaned against the dining table, and said with a little melancholy: "Do you think it's too late for me to go downstairs and get a one-time perm?"

Yin Jin's long legs wrapped in a suit rested on his knees, and he said in a neutral tone, "First of all, why are you wearing so many chains around your neck?"

"Do you hang so many chains for walking the dog?"

Wu Chu with several silver chains hanging around his neck: "..."

He grabbed a chain and said seriously: "This is the trend."

"Everyone is dressed like this, fashion!"

The boy leaned on the dining table and said righteously: "You may not be the same age as us, you don't understand."

Yin Jin tugged at the neckline which was uncomfortable from being stabbed, and said indifferently without raising his eyelids, "Go change it."

"Change to a fashion I can understand."

"Otherwise, you will go to S University to find him by yourself."

Wu Chu: "..."

S University is so old, not only does he not know the way, but he doesn't even know anyone. Asking about Shen Qiuze is like looking for a needle in a haystack.

Wu Chu stood up straight, and he whispered to the people on the sofa who were trying to haggle over the price: "Is it okay to leave two on the neck?"

Yin Jin didn't speak, just looked at him with raised eyebrows.

After a while, Wu Chu humiliated: "Change, change, change immediately."

The man on the sofa looked at the back of the boy walking towards the room muttering, as if thinking of something, he said: "Don't wear those fancy clothes, dress normally."

A good boy, looks like a human being, but when he puts on his clothes, he looks as if he can take out a snakeskin bag from his back and carry it on his shoulder with a cold face, and finally he has a bag of chemical fertilizer in his left hand bag.

The closed door was unscrewed, and Yin Jin raised his eyes to look at the boy who came out, and was quite satisfied. The boy seemed to be dressed a lot more normally this time, and looked a lot more refreshed.

Wu Churuo nodded nonchalantly, and was about to get a glass of water when he was suddenly stopped by a man.

"Wait a minute, what's in your pocket?"

The man in the suit on the sofa crossed his legs, squinting slightly at the boy's bulging pockets.

Wu Chu said calmly, "Nothing."

Yin Jin leaned on the sofa, stared at the boy and said, "Take it out and have a look."

Wu Chu pretended to yawn, and muttered, "What are you looking at? There's nothing to see. I'm going to the toilet."

Two minutes later, the table was covered with silver chains that Wu Chu took out of his pocket.

The boy plausibly said: "If I don't take it in front of you, can I take it in front of him?"

"He just likes me wearing a silver chain and thinks I look good."

Yin Jin imagined that when the boy in front of him saw someone he liked, he hurriedly took out a few chains from his pocket, put them on around his neck, and hurriedly howled at that person: "Wait for me, wait for me ..."

Yin Jin said with a complicated expression: "Wu Chu, you should be glad you don't have a gold chain."

Otherwise, with the aesthetics of boys, it may not be necessarily on the forehead.

In the end, under Wu Chu's fierce defense, the man reluctantly left a chain in Wu Chu's pocket that Wu Chu thought was the most fashionable.

It was a long chain that could be wound several times around the neck.

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The crowd at S University in early September seemed to be much larger than before. On the road from the school gate to the campus, there were people who set up stalls that looked like students.

Their stalls sell some daily necessities that freshmen need to buy, and the daily necessities such as barrels and basins are full of them.

Yin Jin tilted his head slightly, and looked at Wu Chu beside him wearing a peaked cap. His temperament seemed less sharp, and he was looking at the scene on the campus very seriously.

Wu Chu had never been to a domestic university. He had previously studied at a certain sports college abroad, and his usual training and driving theory were basically full of time. He was curious about the domestic university atmosphere for a while.

It was more because Shen Qiuze went to school in this place, so Wu Chu subconsciously felt curious and novel about this school.

Yin Jin’s lecturer chose the lecture hall of Chongming Building. The man wearing a suit and walking at a leisurely pace along the way attracted many people’s attention, and the boy with a peaked cap next to him was tall and straight, looking rebellious. Taming also attracted the attention of many girls.

"You said that he studied photography in the art department and his grades are excellent, then you can go to Huiwen Building to try your luck."

In front of the tree-lined path in Chongming Building, Yin Jin said calmly to Wu Chu who was beside him: "Huiwen Building has an exhibition gallery, which is a place where the Art Department often displays outstanding student works."

"You can go there to try your luck and see if there is him."

Wu Chu, who was wearing a peaked cap, nodded. He turned around and walked towards the Huiwen Building that Yin Jin had told him, while happily taking out the silver chain from his pocket and putting it around his neck.

Yin Jin, who was standing there, watched the boy's movements: "..."

Downstairs in Huiwen Building, Wu Chu found a student from S University and asked about the place where the art exhibition and photography photos were. After learning that it was on the second floor, Wu Chu raised his legs and walked towards the second floor.

The second floor is well lit, the corridor is brightly lit, and the works on the wall are protected by glass frames. Wu Chu carefully looked at each one from the end of the corridor.

In front of the corridor was a dazzling array of excellent works of art, Wu Chuzai carefully stared at the major and name below each piece of work in the glass frame, but he was almost at the end of the corridor, and he still did not find Shen Qiuze's name.

The boy in the peaked cap looked a bit disappointed, but he still walked down the corridor seriously, until he stopped in place when he saw the end of the corridor.

In front of him is a work that is much larger in area than other works. The overall black and white tone makes the whole work look depressed and gloomy. The lines in the picture have a strong sense of depth, and the blurred area makes people who see it Feel depressed for no reason.

As if drowning in the deep sea, the synesthesia is wrapped in the airtight sea water, and it is tightly suppressed and breathless.

The column of the name under that photograph is exactly Shen Qiuze.

Wu Chu was a little stunned. He subconsciously touched the cold glass frame with his fingers, and was too stunned to speak in front of the oppressive and heavy photography.

This painting gave him a particularly strange feeling, so strange that even the words Shen Qiuze under the work column seemed strange.

It took a long time for Wu Chu to raise his mobile phone and take a serious photo of the department and name under the work column. Just after taking a few photos, several messages popped up on WeChat.

---Yin Jin: Have you ever moved the zipper of the suit pants?

Wu Chu was stunned for a moment, and immediately replied to the WeChat message sent by the person opposite: No.

He seemed to have thought of something, and then sent another WeChat message: What's wrong?

The person on the other end seemed to pause before replying: The zipper of the suit is broken.

It should be that the quality of the suit bought in the supermarket is flawed.

Wu Chu was a little dumbfounded. He immediately sent a message and asked, "Where are you now?"

The person at the other end replied: The second cubicle on the left of the toilet on the second floor of Chongming Building.

Wu Chu glanced at the time, there were still more than 10 minutes before the man would give a speech on stage, he immediately replied: Wait here.

He hurriedly threw the phone into his pocket, looked around, and found a small plastic bucket on the abandoned table at the end of the corridor, which contained glue, a small wrench, pliers, and rags. It looked like a student was trying to replace the glass box. When the work is placed on the table.

Wu Chu's eyes lit up, and he immediately went to grab a small wrench, took three steps from the stairs and hurried downstairs, and rushed towards Chongming Building.

In the toilet on the second floor of Chongming Building, Yin Jin was in the toilet cubicle. He had already found a subordinate who was closest to S University, and sent a message to that subordinate to buy pants.

Before Yin Jin could finish estimating the time for the follow-up procedure, hurried footsteps sounded outside the toilet, the door of his toilet cubicle was knocked, and a slightly unsteady voice said, "Open the door."

Yin Jin was a little surprised. He opened the door of the toilet cubicle and saw a boy wearing a peaked cap panting slightly. He squeezed in forcefully and said, "There is a problem with the zipper, why didn't you tell me earlier?"

The door of the cubicle was open, and Wu Chu closed the door with a bang. He grabbed the hem of the man's suit and hurriedly said, "Show me."

Yin Jin: "..."

He watched the boy take out a small wrench from his pocket, and moved it directly against the zipper of his suit pants. He frowned and took a step back: "What are you doing?"

The boy tugged on his trousers, and said forcefully, "Don't move, I can fix it, and I will make sure you can speak on stage on time."

Wu Chu half squatted holding a wrench and muttered: "Trust me, really, I won't lie to you..."

Yin Jin stepped back abruptly and said, "No, I found it..."

The boy in the peaked cap in front of him was already pressing the iron zipper rail with a wrench, and said decisively: "I can't fix it, take off my pants and wear them for you!"

Yin Jin: "..."

A few minutes later, Assistant Yin Jin, carrying a paper bag, hurried to the toilet on the second floor. As soon as he stepped into the empty toilet, he heard a clear boy's voice from the toilet saying, "Does it hurt? Don't move." ah!"

"Be patient, it's going to be fine soon."

"Fuck, it's crooked, don't move!"

Assistant Yin Jin took a deep breath, thinking that the young people are playing really big now.

Then in the next second, he heard his always indifferent boss grunt with a bit of forbearance, and said in a voice with a bit of gnashing of teeth: "You hit me with a wrench..."

"Fuck, I told you not to move just now..."

The cold breath that Assistant Yin Jin took in just now burst out directly at the top of the head, and he was dumbfounded, but he still knocked on the door of the toilet cubicle conscientiously.

The voice inside stopped, and Assistant Yin Jin mustered up the courage to knock again, and the boy's voice came from inside with a little anger, "Can't you go to the side?"

"Didn't you see anyone in this room?"

Within a few seconds, the assistant heard the boy who seemed to be a broken jar coaxing his boss in a low voice, saying, "Okay, okay, you can go up."

"Absolutely no more problems."

"it's all my fault……"

Every sentence sounds very much like a scumbag coaxing people on the bed.

The assistant is numb.