In the dim hall, rows of neat computer screens are only a few of them emitting dazzling light. The faces in the halo are very immature and should be vigorous, but now most of them are shrouded in a decadent atmosphere, which makes them naturally feel elegant and profound that is not consistent with their age.

Song Fei is one of them, but he insists that this result of this completely contrary to the temperament of the socialist successor is the pot of this Internet cafe - the sofa seat with mottled skin and falling off. It is extremely difficult to identify the original color of the computer desk, the black keyboard with dirt and dirt in the gap, the wired mouse with completely unsmooth sliding, and the divine assist of the yellow ceiling light, even if Pan An sits here again, he will definitely be 360° in a blind spot.

In the post-Internet cafe era where smartphones are everywhere, this store still stands proudly with its early millennium character. This makes Song Fei feel like he goes back in time every time he steps in, as if he has returned to the glorious years of his parents sneaking to the Internet cafe to play games at night in the third grade of elementary school. Of course, that glory later ended with a beating from a loving father. But to be honest, the decoration of the Internet cafe back then was more avant-garde than the current one.

Nowadays, not many people come to the Internet cafe. Song Fei thinks that this store can last until now, and must thank their school for the lights and internet disconnection system. Although the mobile phone can still connect to data after the power is cut off, as a reminder that "it is recommended to browse under wifi, the rich man please do whatever he wants" every time he sees the prompt "It is recommended to browse under wifi, please do whatever he wants". If you want to watch a live game in the second half of the night, you can only ask for help from this only Internet cafe within ten miles.

"I often dream of you in the cold nights~~You have been with you for thousands of years~~Who asked you to accompany you~~Walking west and singing..."

The desolate and rough rock male voice suddenly rang, which seemed particularly abrupt in the quiet hall where few people were. Although it was his own mobile phone ring, Song Fei was still shocked, and the caller ID was Wang Qingyuan.

"What's wrong?" She is both a roommate and a buddy. Song Fei knew that with the other party's personality, she would not call to harass her.

"Come back quickly and check the dormitory." Wang Qingyuan said concisely.

Song Fei's first reaction was to look at the time on the monitor: "It's already past ten o'clock!"

"It's just right to check this point. Those who haven't come back will not be home all night."

"Damn!" It's an era when I checked my night and didn't get home. And this is the first time Song Fei has come out for a night this semester, and his aim is not so accurate!

He dared not delay for a second, and Song Fei decisively stepped back - the live broadcast event is valuable, and the comprehensive examination evaluation is even higher. If the counselor remembers you, he will have no place to cry in the next few years.

Song Fei's university is located in the suburbs of the city, twenty or thirty miles away from the city center. It was originally a county with a large area of ​​barren mountains and ridges. In the past two years, with the expansion of the city, it has become a new campus for many universities in the city. It is called the university town, but it is still very deserted. All the supporting facilities around it have not yet been raised. Especially Song Fei and his school are at the innermost part of a new campus. Going forward, it is completely deserted. Going back, you have to stop four stops from the nearest friend school. The school faces north and south, and there are some shops opposite the main road on the south front. The other three sides are pastoral scenery, which makes students feel unwilling to live.

Song Fei Baoye’s Internet cafe is also in this location, so after coming out, he crossed the street and flashed into the school gate.

But the long journey has just begun.

Every inch of land is valuable in the city center, so the old campus always seems to be cramped in space. However, this trouble does not exist at all in the new campus. Do you want to run a long-distance run? Why bother going around the playground? From the school gate to the dormitory building, you can realize your dream of the Oriental Deer!

Tick.

A crisp WeChat message sound came from his pocket. Song Fei, who was grunting as a deer, continued to run wildly in the night, took out his cell phone and read the voice information. Wang Qingyuan: "Where have you been? We have found this level. This time, the school student union and the department will check together, and the situation is quite large."

"Just just passed the physics building... Huh... Help me cover... in minutes!" Let go of your thumb and the message was sent successfully.

Song Fei quickly put his cell phone back and let himself go even harder.

Seven minutes later, the dormitory 440, Building 2, the male dormitory finally came to his wanderer. However, the foreign aggression had already invaded, and the wanderer was suddenly plunging into someone's arms.

"Song Fei, are you back?" Teacher Jia, a counselor at the School of History and Culture, who was standing in the center of the dormitory, smiled happily.

"Good evening, Teacher Jia!" Student Song from the Department of Tourism Management of the School of History and Culture, standing at the door of the dormitory, was enthusiastic.

The teacher and student looked at each other for a few seconds, and the former asked first: "Where did you go?"

The latter did not hesitate: "Toilet."

As soon as he said that, Song Fei saw the other three roommates holding their foreheads, rolling their eyes, and his heart was cold.

Sure enough, Teacher Jia's smile became subtle: "The three of them said you wanted to eat instant noodles, but the dormitory kettle was empty. There was a classmate in a dormitory upstairs who chose the same elective course as you did. Everyone had a good time, so you went upstairs to borrow hot water, but because the three of them didn't know which dormitory this classmate was, they couldn't go upstairs to call you, and you just borrowed hot water so you didn't bring your phone."

Song Fei swallowed his saliva with difficulty: "This reason for not being in the dormitory is really... full of meticulous details."

Teacher Jia glared at him angrily, obviously knowing it. Those who can be counselors these days are not ordinary people. They fight wits and courage with hundreds of students every day, and ordinary people have become iron-blooded warriors.

Song Fei smiled and said, "I'm so shameless."

Teacher Jia ignored him and walked to the door and sincerely greeted the students' union officials who had checked to the end of the corridor: "Student, the 440th person in the History Institute is back-"

Soon, four school student union members holding pens and small notebooks returned. Song Fei was drinking water with a glass of water when he suddenly saw a familiar face, and choked and almost coughed out his lungs.

Teacher Jia was startled and complained mercilessly: "Why is it not easy to drink a sip of water?"

Song Fei was so embarrassed that he quickly put the water down. He could feel Qi Yan looking at him. If it were in the past, he would have looked back. He had a nose and two eyes. Who would have been worse than who? But now he had just returned from the toilet and gave him a strong sense of presence. On the other hand, the backbone of the school student union and the Xiaohong Cuff Inspection Team, the contrast is too strong.

Damn, why did you forget that the guy belongs to the student union?

Song Fei muttered here, and the inspection team nodded. It was logically a matter of three or five seconds, but the latter did not leave after ordering. To be precise, the three of them left, but Qi Yan was still standing in the house alone.

Not only the 440 buddy, but even Teacher Jia was puzzled: "Is there any other problem?"

Qi Yan's sword-eyed eyebrows and starry eyes, especially when he smiles, is both sunny and handsome, which makes people easily feel good. For example, now: "Teacher Jia, in addition to checking the night and not going home, we may also need to check high-power electrical appliances together."

Qi Yan's tone was very tactful. He clearly "must check", but he said "possible", as if he was discussing with the interlocutor.

This slightly lower posture is very useful. Teacher Jia immediately waved his arm: "That is necessary. The school explicitly prohibits illegal use of electricity, check!"

It’s not enough to just say it, but Teacher Jia also took the lead in patrol with great righteousness.

Qi Yan followed behind without saying anything.

The four friends of 440 looked at each other, and three of them were confident.

The dormitory was one acre and three-point land, and it took less than two minutes to check it. Teacher Jia soon finished the inspection, with empty hands and a look of relief. However, Qi Yan stopped by the desk under Song Fei's upper bunk, with a thoughtful look on his face.

Teacher Jia didn't understand, so: "What's wrong?"

Qi Yan pointed to the laptop placed on the table and the computer case standing under the table: "It's a bit strange here... Since there is a laptop, why do you still need a chassis?"

Teacher Jia was speechless. This question is beyond the scope of his meaning and answer.

Qi Yan squatted down, moved out of the chassis, and placed it flat. In Song Fei's gaze that he wanted to burn him to death, he gently removed the side cover with a click.

Teacher Jia's eyes almost fell out, as if Qi Yan didn't open a chassis but dissected an alien - he could tolerate no motherboard, no fan, no memory stick or hard drive in the chassis, but he could hide three hiding, two electric cookers and a hair dryer, and more importantly, he was discovered by someone. How could he tolerate this?!

"Song, Fei!!!"

"Teacher Jia!!!"

Although the call was affectionate and the legs were held persistently, the counselor finally kicked Song Fei away and signed his name behind Qi Yan's small notebook "440 banned electrical appliances in total" with 6 pieces.

The illegal use of electrical appliances is as common in college as in love. At most, electrical appliances are confiscated and verbal criticism is reported. If it is more powerful, the whole school or even the whole school will be reported. But the three buddies who finally sent away the inspection team could not figure out why the filling was exposed. Although the chassis was placed under Song Fei's desk, he was actually only hot and the rest were all from the other three people. Especially Ren Zhe, as the owner of the imported hair dryer, was so heartbroken: "What's the situation? Just look at it? Sharingan!"

"It's so amazing..." Xiangyang still felt unrealistic as he looked at the wreckage of the chassis that was still on the ground but was empty.

Wang Qingyuan glanced at Song Fei in uncertainty, but didn't say anything.

Song Fei almost bit his teeth.

Finally, the lights were turned off until eleven o'clock, and Song Fei, who was climbing to the upper bunk, hid in the quilt and opened WeChat, and started clicking his phone-

No matter how many exclamation marks are, Song Fei can express the surging mood of his ancestors.

The other end is back very quickly-

There was no electricity to Song Fei in one sentence.

Do they have a grudge? Really, there is no. Although the relationship is short and not very beautiful, there are also passionate times of thunder and blood. Occasionally, there are still love conversations in bed, such as secretly showing off their illegal electrical hiding techniques in the other party's ear, even if they break up peacefully on WeChat in the end, they can nod to each other when they meet with the meal plate in the cafeteria, and they can nod to each other when they meet. Everything is very harmonious.

Until today, they broke up and formed a hot and deep feud in the sea of ​​blood.

The phone suddenly shook again. Song Fei thought that Qi Yan had not received his response and sent him a second provocation, but it was Wang Qingyuan-

Wang Qingyuan was the only one in the dormitory who knew he was not straightforward, and he also knew that he had handed a BF from the same school a while ago, but he didn't say the details, and the other party was not a person who was easy to inquire, so he didn't ask more questions, only knowing that they would be separated soon. When this happened today, it may not be possible for others to understand, but Wang Xueba thought about it and then got the truth. As a poor student, Song Fei was so impressed-

Song Fei didn't understand what these little bits meant. He felt that it might be because he had not expressed it clearly. His so-called generous is not to be willing to spend money on himself, but to feel that this person is more mature and generous and does things appropriately. Of course, later he found out that these are all illusions.

Sighing, Song Fei, who raised his phone again, was about to send another one to explain to his roommate, but unexpectedly another one came over the other-

Usually this means the end of the topic. Song Fei curled his lips and said it doesn’t matter. Anyway, the past is nothing to say to the person involved in Qi Yan, let alone Wang Qingyuan... wait!

Song Fei suddenly put his phone in front of him, looked carefully, and found that the "graceful" line that Wang Qingyuan was shaking when he was typing, so he only sent a big word, and there was no trace. So the chat record at this moment was-
Chapter completed!