In the dormitory at night, Lin Chengku sat at his desk, looking at the books like a statue.
Crunch.
The door was pushed open.
Lin Cheng twisted his neck and regained some popularity.
"Old Fang, are you back? How is your sister today?"
Fang Zhuo put the newly bought notebook on the desk, found a pen and sat next to his roommate, and replied casually: "It's okay, my aunt is accompanying her today, I also found a nurse, I feel good spirits .
He was just about to sit at his desk and write the message on the piece of paper into his notebook when he suddenly felt that Lin Cheng was a little depressed and asked, "What's wrong with you? You look depressed."
Lin Cheng raised the book, looked up to the sky and sighed: "I can't do this question! It's too difficult!"
"Oh." Fang Zhuo concentrated on writing the message and placed the three hundred yuan in his pocket on the table.
"What kind of money is this?" Lin Cheng moved forward and found that his roommate had different names written on them.
"The money I earned today." Fang Zhuo replied.
Lin Cheng was so frightened that he reached for the money and said, "What did you do to earn it?"
Fang Zhuo stopped writing, glanced at his roommate, felt it was more expensive, and said calmly: "When the yellow bull earns."
"Wow." Lin Cheng stood up and circled behind three times, "Beef pie!"
Fang Zhuo urged, "You hurry up and read your book."
The lights in the dormitory were bright, and Grandpa Mao Mao was even more bright.
Lin Cheng sat on the bench and was stunned for a while. It was only one day. He had two months of living expenses!
His mood could not calm down for a long time.
Fang Zhuo finished copying the message, and after checking it was correct, he habitually tore the pieces of paper and threw them into the trash can. He got up and found his roommate in a daze.
"What do you want? Read and learn. This is all small money. What you make after upgrading to a bachelor's degree is big money."
Lin Cheng came to his senses, grabbed the textbook, just turned a page, turned around and said, "How about I dry the yellow cow with you."
"Fuck the fart. Where's today's newspaper?"
Fang Zhuo slapped his roommate's shoulder, took a newspaper he handed him, climbed onto the bed and read it seriously.
Today is September 17th:
——The XN Olympics are in full swing, and athletes are striving for the gold medal.
——Focusing on the large-scale smuggling case in Yuanhua, Heron Island, revealing the shocking inside truth.
——The fifth national census is expected to be conducted in the country on November 1.
——Gross domestic product grew by 8.2% year-on-year in the first half of the year, and economic growth for the full year is expected to be higher than last year.
"Old Fang, looking for the wealth password again?" Lin Cheng barely read a few pages of the book when he saw Fang Zhuo reading the newspaper and joked, "Last time I didn't see you opening the wealth with the password, I'm still waiting for your blessing this."
Fang Zhuo glanced at him and said in his heart, you take two steps to open the cabinet, the wealth you touched last time is left there, it can blind your eyes.
Lin Cheng "hehe" laughed twice and asked, "Have Teacher Su helped you get the internship done? Hey, I think Teacher Su is so beautiful. She is more attractive than those pretty girls in our class!"
Fang Zhuo had to speak up with such a serious question.
"It's pretty good-looking, and the people are good."
"Yes, right?" Lin Cheng grabbed the upper railing and said cheerfully, "It really looks like Guo Xiang. I don't know if she has a boyfriend."
"You manage quite a lot." Fang Zhuo picked up the newspaper again and kicked Lin Cheng's hand with his foot. "Hurry up and read. If you fail the exam, just wait and cry."
Lin Cheng let go of his hand angrily and muttered, "I won't cry if I fail the exam."
Fang Zhuo let out a "heh" sound. He cried so hard in his previous life that he would never be able to see a second battle in this life.
The dormitory was quiet again, and Lin Cheng was gradually able to read in.
When he stretched out and completed today's progress, he turned his head and found Fang Zhuo sitting on the upper floor in a daze, with the newspaper placed beside his pillow.
"Lao Fang, what, what are you thinking about?"
It took Fang Zhuo a few seconds to come back to his senses. He looked out the window and said leisurely: "I'm thinking about what this era needs me to do."
Lin Cheng was just about to joke when he suddenly felt that his roommate's expression was particularly serious.
He recalled this sentence and felt a little confused. What does Lao Fang need to do in this era?
A few minutes later, Lin Cheng did not give feedback on his good friend's words, but said a true feeling: "Old Fang, I think you have changed, become different from before."
"Where's the difference?" Fang Zhuo asked with a smile, hiding the momentary emotion in his heart.
"You used to squat with me at the school gate to watch the school girls, but now you seem to have no idea about the school girls." Lin Cheng said with some resentment.
Fang Zhuo raised his eyebrows, touched his bald head, and solemnly announced: "I am bald and stronger."
Lin Cheng: "..."
......
"Hi, Xiao Fang, why are you dazed?"
"I guessed you were here!"
Su Wei approached secretly, and suddenly appeared with a jump, trying to scare Fang Zhuo, who was sitting on the steps.
"Teacher Xiao Su is here, and he came to see his uncle again." Fang Zhuo was slightly frightened and quickly calmed down.
"No, I came here specifically to find you." Su Wei simply sat on the steps, took out the application form from her bag, and said angrily, "Two days ago, I only asked you to sign and took the application form to find the teaching office Director Xu."
"As a result, he asked me why I didn't fill out the internship project and just took an empty form."
"I told him about your situation, but he didn't really want to agree."
"Director Xu barely agreed with the school image you mentioned, but he also said that my work process should be strict. The more first-class students are, the more they have to set a good example, etc."
Su Wei said a lot in depression, vaguely admiring the persuasive reasons Fang Zhuo taught her.
"I heard that a roommate in my dormitory just left the relationship with the teaching director and no longer comes to school." Fang Zhuo smiled slightly, "It is right to say that the work process should be strict, but it depends on what it means For purposes, you don't have to rest assured."
"Ah? That's it."
Su Wei felt a little more comfortable. She looked aimlessly at the application form and realized, "What's going on, you? You speak like a teacher, but I became a student."
Fang Zhuo asked back, "Is there any?"
"Hey, fill out the application form first. What are you writing?" Su Wei shook her head, "You can't write it as a yellow bull, right? You're not a yellow bull either."
She thought for a while: "Anyway, the faculty office wants a formality. What career do you want to pursue in the future? Just fill it out."
Fang Zhuo was speechless.
Su Wei looked at him strangely and asked, "Xiao Fang, I'm talking to you. What do you want to do in the future?"
Fang Zhuo's expression was hesitant.
He said slowly, "I've been thinking these two days."
"Yesterday, I asked myself what this time needs me to do."
Su Wei asked curiously, "Hey? Thinking about something?"
Fang Zhuo shook his head: "I didn't think of anything, but I think, perhaps, I should change my mind."
He smiled softly, "I can do something for this era."
Su Wei looked at Fang Zhuo intently, bald, hey, even her face was glowing.