Danqing

n The dormitory building of the School of Economics and Economics.

"Hello, senior."

Wang Zhiyu opened the bedroom door and saw that it was Chen Kezhi, so he greeted him.

To be a class monitor in a university does not necessarily have to look as stable as Chen Kezhi, and there are also people who are as lively and slightly noisy as Wang Zhiyu.

"Senior, why don't you find Tan Songxue if you have something to do today?"

Chen Kezhi said, "Where's Qin Songxue?"

Wang Zhiyu pointed to the upper right: "Asleep."

On Tan Songxue's desk were still unpacked raw paper and felt, and the small inkstone for ink was also unwashed, probably because he was too tired to practice calligraphy and took a nap.

Chen Kezhi laughed, shook his head, and said, "Then let's go out and talk."

"Senior, do you have something to do with me?"

Chen Kezhi closed the door lightly, took a few steps, and said, "Isn't this just the end of the mid-term? Our class has already gathered for Mid-Autumn Festival. Next week, we will have a dumpling-making activity with Class [-]. It takes a lot of time in the freshman year to finish all the activities, otherwise it is not good for the students to be too unfamiliar with each other in the sophomore and junior years."

Wang Zhiyu nodded, and asked again: "What day is it scheduled for?"

"Which afternoon do you have no class?"

"On Thursdays, our class has a lot of personnel on weekends, and many of them report for classes outside." Wang Zhiyu said helplessly.

"On that day, you discuss it with the squad leader of Class [-], and then inform the students in the class to come over at that time. Please pay attention, let them go there as much as possible, and don't waste those few hours of reading time."

"Then how to do it?"

"I'll go to the fourth class to contact the staff in the cafeteria first. You ask the life committee members to go to the supermarket to buy dumpling wrappers. If the stuffing is ready-made in the cafeteria, you have to buy it from them. Don't bother. I'll prepare on Thursday in time."

"That's okay... By the way, senior, old Liang... Can Liang Yuanzhen come to the event together?"

Chen Kezhi didn't speak, and seemed to be recalling who this person was.

Wang Zhiyu continued: "Just the fellow senior who sent me to the school, the former vice-chairman of the outer court."

"Oh, he..." Chen Kezhi felt a little strange, but he didn't ask any further questions, and just said, "It doesn't matter, as many people as you want. You'd better bring your family members with you."

Wang Zhiyu said: "Senior, don't laugh at me, where do I have any family members... But you, I only heard you talk about senior sister, and I have never seen her before. We are all very curious, let us meet someday chant."

Chen Kezhi almost didn't realize it, he thought what kind of senior sister, isn't that kid falling asleep in the dormitory?After a few seconds, he shied away and said: "Let's talk about it, we will definitely meet when we have a chance, he is busy."

Wang Zhiyu also just said it casually, but he didn't really care about it, and then said: "Then let's make Thursday first, and I'll go tell the party secretary and ask her to notify the girls."

Chen Kezhi nodded, hummed, and then walked back to Tan Songxue's bedroom.

Because Tan Songxue's roommates were all there, Chen Kezhi didn't call him on the bed, but sat on Tan Songxue's chair and flipped through the work he had just copied.

One of the bedmates was playing lol, and the other was playing with the mobile phone. When Chen Kezhi greeted him, Chen Kezhi put his index finger to his mouth and made a hissing gesture, then pointed to Tan Songxue's bed.

"Senior has something to do with him?" Wang Zhiyu followed in and said to Chen Kezhi in a breathless voice.

Chen Kezhi whispered, "Well, go home with him later."

The time at school passed quickly, and it was Thursday in a blink of an eye.

Chen Kezhi took Tan Songxue and the life committee members of his class to complete the preparations. When the number of people in the cafeteria gradually decreased at about 05:30, people from the two classes came one after another.

The work of making dumplings is basically done by girls, and the speed is not too slow. The boys are holding the dumpling wrappers for fun.The ratio of men and women in the finance department is almost equal, which makes those in the Academy of Science and Technology jealous.

There are more than [-] people in the two classes, and the scene of making dumplings together is very spectacular.

Because everyone participated in it, even if you don't know how to make dumplings, it's embarrassing to just stand there.So Tan Songxue was a little dumbfounded looking at the mixed minced meat and the thin dumpling skin, and looked at Chen Kezhi for help.

Chen Kezhi didn't know how to do it either. He originally planned not to move, but seeing Tan Songxue helpless there, he stood up and prepared to go over.

But someone is faster than him.

"Hey, don't you know?" Liang Yuanzhen had already stood next to Tan Songxue at some point, and said.

Tan Songxue no longer remembered him, thought he was a classmate in the class, blinked and said, "No."

While talking, Liang Yuanzhen made another dumpling and put it on the cutting board. He patted the flour in his hand and said, "It's actually quite simple. Let me teach you."

Tan Songxue nodded immediately and said, "Okay." Turning her head, she glanced at Chen Kezhi provocatively.

Chen Kezhi: "..."

Chen Kezhi knew that Tan Songxue was competing with him to make a faster wrap, so he shook his head helplessly and went to another table, imitating the actions of others to see how many he could wrap.

The relationship between the two of them was brothers on the surface at school, but their surnames were different, and their appearances were not similar at all. In this day and age, they had to avoid suspicion.Therefore, when there are many people, Chen Kezhi and Tan Songxue will not make too intimate gestures, and others will only think that Chen Kezhi is just a brother who spoils his younger brother.

"Come on, put the dumpling wrapper on your left hand." Liang Yuanzhen couldn't use his hands, so he pushed Tan Songxue with his shoulder to remind him to concentrate.

"Oh, good..." Tan Songxue was half a head shorter than Liang Yuanzhen, looked up at him, then took a dumpling wrapper and put it in his hand, "Then what?"

"...Put some meat on it." Liang Yuanzhen was a little speechless, but he was very patient. He not only put stuffing on his own dumpling wrapper, but also put some stuffing on it for Qin Songxue. Too thin and easy to break."

Qin Songxue: "Oh..."

He originally wanted to wrap more meat, but with such a small amount, one bite was not enough to chew twice.

"Look, spread your hands out like this..." Liang Yuanzhen slowed down so that Tan Songxue could see the details clearly, "The index finger and thumb should be closed like this... put the stuffing in the palm of your hand, just squeeze it Yes. You try it?"

Even though he slowed down his movements, Tan Songxue was still dizzy and was stunned for a long time: "Huh?"

"Didn't see clearly?" Liang Yuanzhen asked.

Qin Songxue nodded: "I haven't reacted yet."

Liang Yuanzhen smiled: "Then I'll do it again... You have to watch it. You have to close your hands like this..."

Chen Kezhi was at the table next to him, pretending to glance at him casually.

Then Liang Yuanzhen made a few more demonstrations, and Tan Songxue was still a little dizzy. The dumplings she learned to make looked messed up, and some of them didn't fit together.

"It's really not close, just use chopsticks to dip some water on the edge, and squeeze it lightly." Liang Yuanzhen felt helpless towards Tan Songxue. Apart from writing and painting, this kid basically belongs to the handicapped party, "how about You are like this..."

Qin Songxue also felt a little embarrassed, but after looking around, he found that he was not the only one who couldn't make dumplings, and most of the boys made ugly dumplings, so he felt a little more balanced.

"How?"

"Have you ever eaten fried dumplings? The flat ones sold on the street." Liang Yuanzhen asked him.

Qin Songxue understood: "You want me to do that?"

Liang Yuanzhen smiled: "That's much easier. It tastes the same after cooking. It's better than what you're making now."

Qin Songxue: "How did you wrap it? Shouldn't it be enough to wrap the dumpling wrapper in a semicircle?"

"Well, just fold it in half, remember to flatten the stuffing."

Qin Songxue chuckled, started to move his hands, and looked at Chen Kezhi not far away, and found that Chen Kezhi was helpless with the dumplings squeezed into rolls in his hands, and suddenly became happy.

After changing the method of making dumplings, Tan Songxue made good progress. Liang Yuanzhen also made a few dumplings according to this method, and the speed was still faster than Qin Songxue.

"I must have more bags than my brother."

Liang Yuanzhen smiled at Tan Songxue: "You and your brother have a good relationship, and the chains on your hands are the same."

Tan Songxue said calmly: "That's what he asked me before the college entrance examination in the first half of this year. My dad is more of a Buddhist believer. I'd rather believe in this kind of thing than believe it in nothing. Sincerity is good. So later I took the exam. I’ve come here, and next year I have to go to fulfill my wish.”

Liang Yuanzhen said, "Do you know what your brother told us?"

Qin Songxue stopped what she was doing, and asked without changing her expression, "What did you say?"

"Your brother said that he and his daughter-in-law made this chain. When I first saw it, I was shocked... It seems that your brother really doesn't want to find a girlfriend. He lied to me by saying that he is about to get engaged after graduation. How many people?" Liang Yuanzhen stared closely at Tan Songxue's expression.

Qin Songxue had a ghost in her heart, so she didn't look Liang Yuanzhen directly in the eyes, she lowered her head and took a dumpling wrapper and continued to make dumplings: "My brother only knows how to study, and there are girls in high school who like him, but he told others that he had already slept with his girlfriend bed."

Liang Yuanzhen smiled and scolded me, "Your brother is really amazing."

Tan Songxue also smiled along with him, but didn't speak.

After a while, Liang Yuanzhen asked him, "Your name is Tan Songxue, right?"

Tan Songxue asked strangely, "Don't you know me?"

Liang Yuanzhen explained: "No, of course I know you, you are Wang Zhiyu's roommate."

Qin Songxue: "?"

Qin Songxue: "It's as if you're not in our class, what's your name?"

Liang Yuanzhen: "...Did you always think I was in your class?"

Qin Songxue was surprised and said, "Aren't you?"

Liang Yuanzhen: "..."

Liang Yuanzhen was completely speechless: "You haven't memorized all the people in your class until now?"

Qin Songxue: "No..."

Liang Yuanzhen: "Then you start to think I'm in your class?"

Qin Songxue: "Yeah..." Qin Songxue is a standard otaku. He doesn't listen carefully in class, and does his own things. On weekends, he usually goes home with Chen Kezhi, or the cat practices calligraphy in the dormitory, and doesn't pay attention to the classmates. Make a deep impression.He only talked to people when they asked him to talk to him, and he was quite familiar with him, so after a long time, everyone didn't realize that he was a fool who didn't remember people.

Qin Songxue said again: "You are not from our class, so are you from Class [-]? I don't think I saw you in class..."

Liang Yuanzhen was a little bit shocked: "No, I'm two grades older than you, from the outer court. I sent Wang Zhiyu over when he started school, and I met you once. It's normal if you don't remember me."

"Oh... I'm sorry, I don't have much memory." Tan Songxue wanted to scratch her head, but her hands were full of flour, so she had to give up.

"My name is Liang Yuanzhen. I am far-sighted and considerate, and I am perfect."

Qin Songxue said politely, "Good name."

"Hey, I think your name sounds better than mine, Snow on the Pine Pine."

To be honest, Tan Songxue thinks her name is pretty girly, and she doesn’t like it very much. When she was a child, she thought about changing her name to why Tan Batian and Tan Weilong. She told his father several times, but they were all dismissed, so she went to talk to Chen Kezhi. Tucao was also laughed at, so I never mentioned it again.

"Well, my dad said it was Songxue Daoist Zhao Mengfu, and he wanted me to be educated when I grow up." As a result, Tan Songxue still can't use idioms correctly, and when he speaks in a hurry, he turns upside down.

"Your father is also a calligrapher?"

"No, he's just a calligrapher. Anyone who hasn't won a gold medal in the national exhibition can't be called a calligrapher." Tan Songxue always speaks straightforwardly.

Liang Yuanzhen was taken aback by his words, and paused for a few seconds before saying: "For us, calligraphers are the ones who are good at calligraphy, and so are you."

Qin Songxue said seriously: "It really doesn't count, I'm not even a member of the Provincial Association now."

Liang Yuanzhen: "..."

"Qiaoqiu!" Chen Kezhi suddenly called out to Tan Songxue.

Tan Songxue regained his energy in an instant, turned his head and jumped over: "What are you doing?"