The white moonlight that makes us cry

In the classroom, the wind blew the gauze curtains slightly shaking.

The squad leader took a peek at Cui Youji's irritable expression from the corner of his eye, and said cautiously, "Probably not."

Cui Youji crossed his arms and sneered: "Then I obviously asked a professional psychologist to help me rewrite my paper yesterday. It was perfect and I couldn't find any mistakes. Why didn't he pass it for me?"

Cui Youji knew that Xia Rubing would definitely notice the whole ghostwriting as before, so he deliberately spent a lot of money to let others revise his original basic thesis.

Class monitor: "Professor Xia said that he can tell at a glance that this paper is inlaid with a gold border."

Cui Youji's chest rose and fell.

Who, who is a shit pot!

in the afternoon.

Cui Youji was training in the sword gym, the more he thought about it, the more angry he became, cursing:

"Professor smelly, it's amazing just because he has a bit of culture!"

Zhang Huhu echoed: "That's right, you'll have to fail your course next year and retake it."

"Yes, I'm a sports student with poor grades and an illiterate who doesn't understand psychology, but that doesn't mean..." Cui Youji gradually whispered until it stopped abruptly.

Xia Dang paced back and forth in the sword hall with his hands behind his back, and glared at them:

"Don't desert!"

Cui Youji bent down to pick up the sword, swiped it twice randomly, and put it down again.

Ok.

Cui Youji admitted that Xia Rubing did nothing wrong.

It was him who was wrong.

He shouldn't find a gun to write for him, and he shouldn't use his ignorance as an excuse to lower the academic standards of the other party.

"I'm too stupid." Cui Youji sighed.

Every time he sits in front of the computer, looking at the word document, his mind goes blank, and writing a thesis is like squeezing toothpaste.

"No way." Zhang Huhu comforted: "Everyone has something they are good at. What you are good at is fencing. You are already very good."

Cui Youji: "My heart is so tired."

Even if there is no shortage of money now, Cui Yuji does not want to repeat the grade.

When the news hit the Internet, it was another piece of black material, and Dong Min would scold him to death.

Zhang Huhu patted him on the shoulder: "Ann, there's no need to deny yourself too much. X University is a branch of the police academy. Professor Xia must be used to strict requirements in teaching this group of reserve police officers. In his course, our whole class papers passed. Wu Ruida is the only one."

"That's it." Cui Youji was thoughtful, "Then what do you think if I ask Wu Ruida to write for me?"

Zhang Huhu: "...Give it up, do you think Professor Xia can't see it? I heard that he used to be a special expert in psychology for FBL. Be careful that he interrogates you like a prisoner."

Cui Youji thought of her acting skills, there must be many loopholes.

Or honestly write it yourself.

"Good things take time, come on." Zhang Chubby smiled at him.

Cui Youji looked away: "You really should lose weight."

"Hey!" Zhang Huhu put his hips on his hips, "Thanks to my kindness to comfort you..."

After two rounds of basic physical training, Xia Dang announced a rest.

There is a 10-minute break.

The team members gathered in a circle to drink water and gossip.

Li Meng: "When will we build a team this year?"

Team building is a traditional activity of the fencing school team of Chongnan University. The school will sponsor funds to enhance the relationship between the team members.

Usually a short trip of two days and one night.

Banonnu pouted to look at Xia Dang: "That depends on what Lao Xia means."

Da Zhuang said: "I think Xuan, Cui Youji's season schedule is too slow. He will go abroad to participate in the Asian Championships next month. Coach Xia must be training with him as the focus at present. It should not be possible to consider taking us out for the time being. "

Li Meng sighed, "I don't know that it will be the Year of the Monkey."

Artest said: "This is a good thing. Think about it. Last year, the school sponsored the barbecue buffet in a big hotel for the basketball club, but let us stay in a small hotel in Datongpu. It's too snobbish! Brother Cui won more awards this year, and our funds can double times."

After everyone thought about it, this was indeed the truth, and they became more and more amiable towards Cui Youji.

Li Meng looked at him, "Do you want some water?"

Da Zhuang: "Brother Cui, do you want to pat your back?"

Banon looked lovingly: "Hurry up and go to training. If you are tired, I will dance the girl group dance for you to relieve stress."

Cui Youji: "..."

Da Baa.

06:30 in the evening.

The dusk sinks, the evening light fades.

Cui Youji put on his shoulder bag, came out of the sword hall, and walked towards home.

On the road.

He habitually stopped at a stall selling croquettes.

The boss said courteously, "Young man, would you like some?"

Cui Youji looked at the steaming fried pancakes in the glass cabinet, his Adam's apple rolled slightly.

The next moment, he stepped away.

"No thanks."

in the apartment.

Cui Xian was already cooking in the kitchen wearing an apron.

Hearing the sound of him entering the door, Cui Xian poked his head out and said, "Wait 10 minutes, corn bone soup is made today."

"Oh."

Cui Youji returned to the bedroom, slammed the door shut, threw his bag on the bed, and planned to play an exciting game of Xianxia to decompress first.

Before he pressed the power button, the phone rang.

"Hello?" The tone was a little impatient.

Lin Bei's friendly voice came from the other end of the phone: "Aji, when are we free, let's go out for dinner?"

Cui Youji: "No time."

Lin Bei: "Don't worry about what happened last time. This time is different. I really have something very important to tell you about your father..."

Because of that room card, Cui Youji has completely lost fans of Lin Bei now.The ghost knows what frivolous behavior the other party will do to him when he agrees to go out for dinner.

Noisy.

Before Lin Bei could finish speaking, Cui Youji hung up the phone.

He sat in front of the computer and opened the online game.

〈"Qingyunzong" welcomes the return of the player [No. [-] Sword God in the World]〉

The screen of the all-in-one machine faintly reflected Cui Youji's handsome profile.

He moved the mouse and clicked [Receive Task]

[Phantom Sword Fairy Dust: Players are asked to solve the recent tragedy of missing brides in the wild village at midnight, reward: 20000 gold coins + wedding card]

【whether】

Cui Youji chose Yes, and the screen fast forwarded to the team battle mode.

This is an advanced dungeon, the BOSS is very powerful and requires the participation of multiple players.

Player [Cangming Youhuang] joins

Player [Sorrow into the Sea] joins

……

Cui Youji looked at the two familiar IDs, "Damn it."

What kind of luck is outrageous.

This is already the third time they have met in the game, and every time the other party dislikes his skills.

Cangmingyouhuang's bad mouth is nothing more than that, this guy called Sad Chenghai, every sentence does not contain dirty words but hurts people invisible, if the poisonous tongue has the realm of sad Chenghai, he must be the king.

"Don't panic." Cui Youji told himself, "Through the network cable, they can't do anything to me."

Then he quickly grabbed the "sword repair" profession.

Cangming Youhuang: [I laugh to death]

Cangming Youhuang: [It's you again?Are you looking for a fight, elementary school student]

Cui Youji was typing.

[. . .You are a primary school student, and your whole family is a primary school student! ]

A Sea of ​​Sadness: [Only primary school students will take the ID "No. [-] Sword God in the World". ]

Cui Youji stared at the opponent's profile picture on the screen, so angry that his lungs were about to explode.

The No. 21 Sword God in the World: [Hehe, you have the nerve to laugh at me? Emo is strange, Wang Yiyun kills Matt, it turns out that in the [-]st century, there are still people with this kind of name]

Sad Chenghai stopped talking, and silently chose the last remaining profession of a doctor.

Cangming Youhuang smoothed things over: [Okay, please stop arguing, this copy is very important, the important thing is how to pass]

The world's number one sword god: [hehe]

Cangming Youhuang: [Child, is your family there?Is it convenient to make a voice call?]

Cui Youji was speechless for a while, you are paralyzed, labor and capital are not children!

He quickly thought of an idea and rolled his eyes.

The No. [-] Sword God in the World: [Convenience]

Cui Youji thought to himself, I will let you listen carefully, how magnetic and charming the voice of labor and management is.

Although his acting skills are poor, Cui Youji's hardware is well-known in the entertainment industry.This also includes sound.Dong Min once hated that he was born with tone deafness, otherwise he would have sent his voice to the boy group to make it a proper voice.

Cangming Youhuang: [Alright, I'll go get a headset.Listen to my command later, kid,]

The No. [-] Sword God in the World: [. . . . ]

Study room, dim desk lamp.

Xia Rubing shook the glass lightly, the ice cubes hitting the wine made a crisp sound.

He took a sip, and the spicy taste permeated his tongue instantly.

Painful and bitter, yet addictive.

During the WeChat call, Shen Hang yelled: "It's just a voice call, it's a stranger anyway, what are you afraid of?"

Xia Rubing didn't speak, got up and walked to the window.

The apartment building opposite was brightly lit.

The house that had not been lived in for a long time was also lit.

Someone is cooking in the kitchen.

Perhaps a new occupant has moved in.

Xia Rubing looked away, raised her head and finished the wine in the glass.

Shen Hang: "Are you listening to me?"

"Ah."

"You agreed??"

"Yeah." Xia Rubing paused, "But just this time."

"Drip-drip-drip..."

Multi-person mic voice is easy to be confused.

As soon as Cui Youji put on the headset, he heard a sharp noise, and his face wrinkled instantly.

"Hey, hey, can you hear me, kid? Sad, sad, can you hear me?" An adult man's voice came from the other end.It is thinner and lower, with a bit of Beijing film accent when rolled up.

Cui Youji thought to himself, this voice was a little familiar, as if he had heard it somewhere.

next second.

"Yes, I can hear it." The male voice like a spring, like a gentle sea breeze, gently brushed Cui Youji's ears.

Cui Youji froze for a moment.

"Are you there, kid? I'm Cangming Youhuang, the one who spoke just now was full of sorrow."

At this moment, many things flashed through Cui Youji's mind.

But in fact, he was calmer than he imagined.

"I'm here." Cui Youji paused, then said slowly: "Professor Xia, Boss Shen, what a coincidence. I didn't expect you to play this game."

"..."

There was a dead silence on both ends of the phone.

Cui Youji listened silently, but the corners of his mouth slightly raised.

"I...you...Xiao Cui?" Shen Hang came back to his senses, already incoherent.

Cui Youji: "Hello, Boss Shen, shall we continue? The game is about to start."

No, this, this, this, this.

Shen Hang's heart is about to collapse, brother, how caring are you, this game can still be played?

"Sorry, I went offline in advance." Xia Rubing spoke faster than usual.

Cui Youji didn't want to let him go easily, so he grabbed the headset and said, "Wait a minute."

The voice was quiet for a few seconds.

The computer shows that the player "Chenghai of Sadness" is still online.

Cui Youji said: "Why did you delete my WeChat? You don't owe me any money, so even if you want to keep your distance, there's no need to do this."

Shen Hang smelled the breath of gossip, and instantly pricked up his ears.

Xia Rubing said calmly: "You misunderstood, my WeChat generally does not add students except for the class committee."

Cui Youji stated: "But I forgot my underwear at your house."

He thought that in this way, he would be able to go to Professor Xia's house again as a matter of course.

Shen Hang gasped.

The airflow exhaled by the young man was like drumbeats, passed through the noisy and busy background, and hit Xia Rubing's heart one after another, plop, plop.It's like the scorching sea waves that are scorched by the sun in summer.

He trembled and said, "I'll send it to you another day."

"Forget it."

Cui Youji hung up the voice abruptly.

He didn't know why he was angry when he heard this sentence.

"I must have broken somewhere." Cui Youji murmured.

Just now, he actually wanted to use this reason to meet Xia Rubing.