Grip the claw, you are also cheating!

Everyone is not in the mood to go to school on Monday. The reason is very simple. Monday has come, and Friday is still far away.

The most troublesome thing is that guy named Ying Chengyang from the English Department. At the gathering of the literature club after two years, Ying Chengyang was still willing to face the cold faces thrown at him by everyone. Now every Monday, he notifies the gathering in advance , although very few people participated.The most depressing thing was Ye Shubei and Song Haoqing. They only went to a party for the electronic classroom, and they were inexplicably classified as members of the literature club.

However, for the first time this time, no message was received. When Ye Shubei thought that Ying Chengyang forgot to send a message, a text message came early on Monday morning, and the club activities this afternoon were temporarily cancelled.

Hi Dapuben~~~

Xiao Zhengyi and Song Haoqing had already submitted their resumes to the point where they forgot to sleep and eat. They each bought a bowl of noodles, devoured them in 3 minutes, and returned to the dormitory without stopping, leaving Ye Shubei alone to eat.

For the first time, Ye Shubei was a little bit of a stickler. His mind was full of the last few comments in yesterday's post. He was sure that the electronic classroom mentioned in the post was the one in his school, and someone would come to check it today. Is it possible that people are all practitioners?

Lu Mingfeng didn't have class today, but he went back to school in a hurry. In the corner of the cafeteria, he saw Ye Shubei who was eating and drinking, and threw the big and small bags on the table.

Looking at the red, green and green wrapping paper, and the English words on it that he hadn't learned, he had question marks on his face.

"My parents came back from a trip in Europe. They brought them here, and I brought them for you to eat! There are biscuits, chocolate, cheese and ham, anyway, they are all good things."

Ye Shu said thanks, and opened a bag casually. Inside was something that looked like a big pancake, but it was crunchy after one bite. Hey, it’s so salty and sweet that I can’t say what it tastes like, but it’s really good. Eating is no worse than meat.

Lu Mingfeng asked casually: "I heard that you went to the signboard meeting? How did it turn out?"

"I met a ghost, and I was still a troublesome ghost. I showed my hand from the beginning to the end. If you say it's troublesome, it's not troublesome."

"..."

In the other part of the cafeteria, Ying Chengyang was showing his signature caring and enthusiastic smile, and said to a student beside him like a student union president: "This is one of the cafeterias in our university, because the English Department is very close to here. , so most of the English department will come here to solve the problem of eating, you can come here often in the future, of course you can call me."

The students beside him were wearing neat plaid shirts and blue slacks. They looked like students, except that they wore a fleece cap for some reason.

They bought a meal and found a vacant seat and sat down. Ying Chengyang kept sneaking a glance at him, and then another glance, only envious in his heart.This is an exchange student in their department. I heard that he went abroad directly during the college entrance examination. Anyway, it was a good school that he couldn't even dream of getting into. Then he came here as an exchange student in his junior year this year.It is said that not only is he a schoolmaster, but his family background is pretty good too. Ying Chengyang put the rice in his mouth and chewed every mouthful, as if he wanted to swallow all the unfairness.

Ying Chengyang rolled his eyes, he is not stupid, if he can make a good contact in college, it will be of great help in the future, why is this person in front of him must have some resources, multiple friends are always good, so Ying Chengyang He started his hook-up routine, but unfortunately he really belongs to the category of people who are not very good at talking.

"Student Bai, you are really amazing! Those who have studied abroad are different! Your English presentation in today's class is really good, and I must ask you to teach me in the future!"

"polite."

"Student Bai, you see that you are still two years away from graduation. The clubs in our school are very good. They will definitely let you learn more in your leisure time. To be honest, I am from the Literature Club. The president of the literature club stands out among many clubs and has always been the best. As the president of the literature club, I invite you to become a member of our literature club, how about it?"

"Not interested."

Ying Cheng was at a loss for words, so he said, "I'm about to graduate next year. If you join our literature club, you will be the next president. How about it?"

"No interest."

Ying Chengyang has an expression of eating food and toothache, why is it so difficult to get along with people!Poor him, he has a hard life, first he faces disobedient members, and then he just gets rejected, what the hell, it's a bad year!

The eyes of the woolen hat wandered around in the cafeteria, and then froze in the direction of the corner, it turned out to be him!

Ying Chengyang is considered a half-fool, but no matter how stupid he is, he still knows how to look in the direction of his line of sight, and casually said, "That person is Ye Shubei, who is also from our literature club."

The woolen hat was thoughtful, and then said: "Literary Club, then I will join."

Happiness came so suddenly that Ying Chengyang was in tears. If it wasn't for the public, he would have the urge to kneel down and hug his thigh, "Student Bai is really discerning. Our literature club is booming now, and there are more and more people from all walks of life. Department students joined, presumably..."

"Who is that opposite Ye Shubei?"

"Lu Mingfeng, but he's not from the literature club, hey, these two people are so tired of being together again, it's really eye-catching."

Ye Shubei, Lu Mingfeng, these two names are really familiar, the woolen hat asked: "Spicy eyes?"

"Of course!" Ying Chengyang deliberately lowered his voice mysteriously, and whispered: "These two people have an improper relationship, I don't know if you understand, it means gay in English."

"I know."

The fleece cap narrowed its eyes again, no wonder the name sounds familiar, it turned out to be the third young master of the Ye family, I heard that he was chasing the young master of the Lu family very closely, remembering the time when he had a party with those prodigal sons, he made a fuss and said Recalling that when Ye Shubei went to Lu's house that day, the scene of the two of them going wild and upside down in their minds, everyone present at that time showed meaningful expressions.

The fleece hat suddenly turned red from its ears to its neck, hey, what happened?

Ying Chengyang thought he was overheated, so he asked stupidly: "The air in this cafeteria is not very good, do you want some ice soda? I'll treat you to it!"

Set up a relationship!Spend the money that should be spent!

The fleece hat recalled the night at Phoenix Mountain, and it was really impossible to equate this Ye Shubei with that Ye Shubei.

The wool cap stood up, "I understand the general situation of the school, you don't have to accompany me in the afternoon."

"..."

The sun is shining in the afternoon, and the autumn season is coming. Even the sun doesn't look so harsh, and the warmth makes people feel drowsy.

But Lu Mingfeng wasn't tired at all, walking on the campus path with few people, he said in a daze, "So! There are ghosts in the electronic classroom! I didn't even know about it after three years of class!"

Ye Shubei: "There are no ghosts in the world, it's just that you can't see them, and whether they will harm others.

Lu Mingfeng simply said "oh", and now he has no doubts about what Ye Shubei said. Those who have experienced major events can see everything far and deeply.

Lu Mingfeng glanced secretly at Ye Shubei. Under the warm sunlight, he had delicate features and a slender figure, and seemed to have a sense of immortality inexplicably.

Immortal?Lu Mingfeng didn't know why he came up with this idea inexplicably.

The electric classroom at noon was tightly covered by the curtains, and only a tiny amount of insignificant sunlight squeezed in through the gaps in the curtains. Even if it occupied an inch of space, it was quickly dispelled.

There is no one in the electronic classroom yet, Lu Mingfeng now sticks the talisman drawn by Ye Shubei to his underwear every day, saying that it can ward off evil spirits and keep him safe. Mom's wallet is also put, not only that, the corners of the house, inside the chandelier, behind the refrigerator, under the corner of the table, all the numbers that can be pressed are pressed, and Lu Mingxi is also on Ye Shubei's student card. Marked 1 yuan.

Lu Mingfeng: "It seems that there is no one in the classroom, maybe that post was just a random sentence."

Lu Mingfeng didn't think anything at first, but since he heard that inexplicable experience, he felt that the classroom was indescribably cold. After a long time, it was really three years of college life that he walked with ghosts, but when he thought about it, he had never encountered anything before. Strange thing, I have never seen a pale ghost hand, never crashed, and never coded programs disappeared inexplicably, I felt a lot more relieved, and I couldn't help but tighten my collar.

Ye Shubei didn't care about the authenticity of the post, anyway, the problem with the electronic classroom would have to be resolved sooner or later, so it wouldn't be wrong to come and see it from afar.But it's been a week since that job fair, and he hasn't encountered this troublemaker again. Could it be that he really left?

Ye Shubei didn't quite believe it.

Lu Mingfeng walked to the front of the podium. Logically speaking, the blackboard should be clean, but there were paragraphs of English articles written on it. Lu Mingfeng thought that someone from the English department would come to class in the afternoon, so he wrote the blackboard writing in advance. In the dawdling university, there are always people who study seriously. This spirit is worthy of our strong promotion.

Lu Mingfeng looked around again, "I said we'd better go, probably nothing happened today."

Ye Shubei nodded, his naked eyes and the occasional sky eye couldn't see anything ghostly here, and was about to turn around and leave when Lu Mingfeng let out a short scream.

"what!!!"

"what!"

"Look at the blackboard..."

Ye Shubei glanced at it, and found nothing wrong. It was still the piles of crooked English letters. He especially hated English classes, even more than code programs. The different combinations of 26 English letters can get They utter different characters, they don't look good at all, they don't have the profound Chinese language at all, and they are very difficult to pronounce. Ye Shubei's tongue gets stuck when he reads English.

"Oh, English, what's the problem?"

"There is no problem with English, but at the end of the long paragraph just now is a question sentence, I remember correctly."

Ye Shubei couldn't understand what was written on the blackboard at all, let alone remember where it was written just now.

"So, I don't understand..."

Lu Mingfeng felt quite complacent when faced with the questions that Ye Shubei didn't understand, "What I want to say is that the paragraph just now ended with a question, but now there are more lines to answer."

"..."

The content of this blackboard book is easy to understand. It roughly talks about the environmental pollution caused by industrialized cities, such as bird migration, human illness, etc. The last question is about what will happen to human survival in the next 20 years. The challenge is originally a question that needs to be explained in class and needs someone to answer, but now there is an extra line of answer below, and judging from the handwriting on the blackboard, it is obvious that the above paragraph of the article is not written by the same person.

Ye Shubei and Lu Mingfeng glanced at each other, obviously their hearts skipped a beat.

Ye Shu looked north to the sky and thought for a while, then suddenly said, "Is there any problem with this answer?"

Lu Mingfeng was confused, "There is no question, the answer is quite good, combined with the idea of ​​the article, and gave his own answer, full marks for the answer."

"Oh, then can you refute it?"

Lu Mingfeng didn't understand what the play was about, but in front of Ye Shubei, he had to show that he was not weak, and his chest slapped loudly, "This kind of reading comprehension, if you want to refute it, it's probably okay !"

"You write down your answer."

"..."

Although Lu Mingfeng was very reluctant, he still did as he did. He wrote down his opinions in a swish, swish, and specially used beautiful English fonts. With the conscience of heaven and earth, Lu Mingfeng specially practiced for a long time in order to sign beautifully in the future.

Ye Shubei stared at the blackboard motionlessly, and it was time to witness the miracle.

Suddenly a pale ghost hand appeared, picked up the chalk and wrote the words "shit doesn't make sense" under Lu Mingfeng's answer.

I am not afraid that you are a fierce or evil spirit, but I am afraid that you are educated.