chapter 15

It's not 1145 at noon. When all kinds of teachers leave class early, the canteen is full of students with plates. It is a bustling scene. While many students are looking for seats with plates, Shu Chen drags heavy steps and walks to the junior who waved his hands like a windmill.

Today is the quarterly 'emotional exchange meeting' held by the teaching and research office. The meeting is full of Shuxing's students. Shuxing's practice is to only pay money and not show up. There are a lot of funds for the dinner. Even if it is enough to go to a high-end restaurant for a meal, but under everyone's discussion, the venue for the dinner is selected in the canteen, and the rest of the money is It was distributed to everyone. Although Shu Chen felt that it was not necessary, he completely ignored Shu Xing and Xu Xian did not squeak. Under the condition that other students were eager to, Shu Chen had to acquiesce.

Because the time rules of doctoral and master's students are different, the 'emotional exchange meeting' has the difference between the 'master's emotional exchange meeting' and the 'doctor's emotional exchange meeting'. There is even a 'comprehensive emotional exchange meeting' every six months. At the end of the year, it is the 'annual love" that must be attended. No one knows which generation this annoying "emotional exchange meeting" originated from after the opening of the school. Shu Chen, as Shu Xing's cousin, was forced to participate every time. Eating the same food in the canteen, Shu Chen's heart was crying.

"Gor, do you have anything else you want to eat?" A boy with big eyes was as big as Shu Chen and looked at Shu Chen seriously and asked.

In each 'emotional communication meeting', there will be a person in charge, that is, buying meals and being responsible for managing money. Because of the reason of avoiding suspicion, Shu Chen handed over the responsibility to Xu Xian for the whole year last year. Now that the back wave has landed, Xu Xian will do everything with the idea of doing nothing. They were all dumped to the new junior, a boy who looked very naive.

According to Shu Chen's visual measurement, the little boy's height is just over 1.72, which is the reason why Shu Chen calls others so in private. In addition, the little boy's big eyes, which are accompanied by the speed of speech, are so cute.

Probably because of the cross-school postgraduate entrance examination, compared with those juniors who were promoted from our school and called 'Brother Chen' when they saw Shu Chen, the little boys are much more restrained. Every time they see their peers who are greater than or equal to Shu Chen, they always use the name 'sor'.

This is Shu Chen's sixth year of survival in school. Even if he closes his eyes, he can trace the appearance of each dish in each canteen in his mind, and even accurately report the price of each dish. It is precisely because of this situation that Shu Chen has no idea about his junior's problem. To answer the idea of 'Yes'.

"No, everyone is waiting. I'm sorry that I'm late for something," Shu Chen, who greeted everyone for dinner, but after symbolically picking a few mouthfuls of dishes, Yan Yan put down his chopsticks, held the coke in the cup, and sipping it.

"What's the matter?" Looking at the situation this morning, the Shura aura full of anger, and Shu Chen's powerlessness at this moment, Xu Xian felt that what happened between them was not only difficult to wake up, but also worried about Shu Chen. This kind of thing is not common. Under normal circumstances, it is always Shu Chen. It's just pain. Seeing this strange scene, Xu Xian actually had a rare gossip.

"Xianxian..." leaned to the next position, and Shu Chen moved to Xu Xian's side: "I'm so pitiful."

Xu Xian, who was screamed with goose bumps, endured the bad idea of violently kicking people and pulled out a stiff smile: "What's wrong?"

"Shu Xing asked me to call my grandmother over the ocean..."

As soon as we met at school this morning, Shu Chen quickly reported what he had done to Xu Xian. Originally, he hoped that Xu Xian could help him think about how to get through Shuxing. However, when Xu Xian began to think about it, Rong Chengli came to change his thesis. It was much more troublesome than to revise the paper than to approve papers. Of course, Shu Chen and Xu Xian wanted to refuse without hesitation, but both of them owed Rong Chengli's favor and said directly that it was not good. Therefore, after discussion, the two decided to play a game of 'stones, scissors and cloth' for young children with Rong Chengli. They lost one batch, a total of 100 times, but they haven't finished it yet. , wake up and come.

Thinking of what Shu Chen said to him, Xu Xian originally felt that Shu Chen really had no other chance. He didn't expect that Shu Chen could give him a way out. It was simply taking into account family affection and extra compassion.

"So, when do you want to call?"

"No..." With a long tone, Shu Chen swallowed the word 'bar' that was about to be blurted out in time: "Grandma will definitely nagging me to death, and maybe how long she will nag about me. How can people live those days?"

"Then which one do you think is better than waking you up?"

The ice in the coke collided with each other, and there was a slight crackling sound. The small ice slowly melted and disappeared beside the large ice cubes, integrating with the coke in the cup. Cold drops of water oozed from the wall of the cup and slid along the hand holding the cup to the table.

"Ps., what interesting things are you talking about?" The little boy had eaten almost, and suddenly paid attention to Shu Chen and Xu Xian, who didn't eat much, but had been talking.

"When talking about all kinds of unknown objects encountered in school meals," Xu Xian felt that there was no need to pull him to his own trenches.

Ah? Do we also have a lot in our school? The little boy's eyes widened as if he heard UFO visiting the earth.

"Of course, there are more than many, there are all kinds of insects, and there are also many insects suspected of high protein, high nutrition and high sugar, which are quite colorful." Shu Chen, who was depressed and had nowhere to vent, completely ignored the mood of the little boy, and pointed to the flower roll that the little boy was holding in his mouth: "In the past, there were always been mice on the flower rolls. The tooth marks, but I think this is not bad. It's smooth and white, and it's a pass.

The crying little boy quickly put the flower roll back into the bowl and looked at the so-called 'white' flower roll. He felt particularly terrible and resolutely did not touch it again.

"Look at you scared him," after saying Shu Chen, Xu Xian picked up a chopsticks of braised chicken and put it in the little boy's bowl: "It hasn't happened for a year. Since the masters in the canteen found a dead mouse in their pot where they ate, they have made good care of the canteen. Eat more meat. This It's a high-protein thing. How can insects compare?

Through Xu Xian's supplement, the little boy's fingers began to tremble and discussed with Xu Xian in a rather nervous voice: "Senior, I'm very full. Can I not eat?"

"Of course," Xu Xian comforted the little boy with a smile: "Don't mind."

A junior who had been listening to their conversation came over and said, "Scho, what's wrong with the mice in the pot?"

"Who knows that it may be that the mouse committed suicide by dying, didn't drink enough medicine, and finally died in the pot," Shu Chen said as he thought. At that time, he didn't find a medical student to dissect it, but it's a pity. Maybe it can prove that the mouse swallowed a lot of rice before he died and tried to be a full ghost.

Hearing this, the little boy felt more and more nauseous and nauseous. He took a big sip of free soup and planned to rinse his mouth. How did he know? As soon as he drank it, before he could swallow it, he heard Xu Xian say, "Besides about this free soup..."

Soon after saying that, the little boy suddenly sprayed cucumber seaweed soup on the face of the junior who had just come over.

A table of people suddenly laughed so hard that they couldn't get up, except for two people, one kept nodding to apologize, and the other was busy wiping his face.

There are three graduate students, two men and one woman, and a girl of 1.66 meters. They have a weight of 130. Because they are not kilograms, they are not overweight, but they are also a little too protruding. But even so, they always like to claim to belong to the slightly fat world and take care about their poor situation. And the real name was Chu Chu, which made Shu Chen's teeth sour for a long time.

After a series of events just now, the students of graduate school were still eating full of immunity. The students of graduate school glanced at Shu Chen and Xu Xian and showed a heartfelt smile. It was difficult for the students of graduate school. They did not know the truth and suffered successive blows one by one. The colors of their faces were richly and could open dyeing workshops.

After the 'emotional exchange meeting', after scraping the rest of the meal, everyone left in twos and threes. Shu Chen and Xu Xian had to go to the college department of the College of Arts to help correct the paper because they lost a lot in the morning, so they said goodbye to their seniors and juniors and went all the college all the way to the college in the hot sun.

Because it is only September when the school has just started, the annoying cicadas are still roaring. Although the traditional beginning of autumn has passed, the temperature still leaves traces of midsummer, and thousands of trees on the campus are full of green and vibrant.

It was at the beginning of the school year that various clubs were recruiting new people, and the radio speakers were full of amazing words about his association and community. After listening to it for several years, Shu Chen's ears heard immunity and could directly filter out the division of labor between his ears.

There are quite high posters on both sides of the road, most of which promote various experts and celebrities to give lectures. A large blue poster contains the introduction of six young children and the time and place of the school speech, and the last of which is accompanied by information on when and where to get admission tickets.

Through rows of propaganda posters and loudspeakers, they finally passed through the covered area of the canteen and turned to the area of the teaching building.

The building of the Department of Arts is close at hand, and Shu Chen seems to be able to feel the cool breeze blowing from the Department of Arts. Shu Chen, who wanted to speed up his pace, was stunned when he saw the people coming out of the department.

"What should I say?" He just woke up in a hurry to walk, but now the old god is looking at his cousin who is stiff in front of him.

At this moment, Shu Chen really hopes that he can bloom a lotus, make the dead alive, and the living can rise to immortals, but Shu Chen, who has never thought about it at all, really doesn't know where to open his mouth, and can only watch Shu wake up with his eyes open.

handed over two pieces of paper printed with dense black words, and Shu Xing approached Shu Chen in a kind tone: "This is a Q&A specially prepared for you. I think there is no omission. Shu Chen, you have to study hard. See you at home tonight."

Seeing that Shu Xing had gone far away, Xu Xian came to Shu Chen's side, took away the two pages from the petrochemical Shu Chen's hand, and quickly browsed them: "It's really very detailed. Shu Xing is really thoughtful."

He took two pages of paper heavier than a daughter tremblingly, and Shu Chen sighed faintly: "This is called self-inflicted..."