Self-cultivation with a plate of tomato scrambled eggs

Entering mid-November, Song Xiaowu suddenly found that his usual ordinary life suddenly began to develop into an "eventful autumn", literally.

The most important thing is that Mr. Bainton announced a notice to his language class students: After Christmas, they can start to choose their own majors, and then take the exam. After passing, they are genuine A first-year student at IL University.

Thinking of Mr. Bainton, Song Xiaowu naturally couldn't avoid replaying the private conversation he had with himself a few days ago in his mind.

Song Xiaowu was actually quite dumbfounded: he thought that Mr. Bainton was going to provide some opinions on his academic problems that were so muddy that he couldn't support the wall—even if his language scores were not too bad now, Song Xiaowu would not have forgotten What kind of weight is he? Once he starts to get involved in professional courses, how big is the gap between him and his classmates? It's better to say.

Unexpectedly, Mr. Bainton came to him because he met Song Xiaowu and Jude Grieve walking together at the entrance of the school.

Because Song Xiaowu had promised not to refuse the next invitation when he met Grieve in Fengluan Tower, after a long time, he almost forgot that there was such a person, but Grieve appeared again and asked Song Xiaowu to fulfill his promise. Promise of.

He didn't want to tarnish the image of the motherland, but Song Xiaowu, who was always used to playing tricks, made a balance and chose to take Griff to the library.

He didn't take it to heart before, thinking that Griff's over-enthusiasm towards him was because anyone who had something to do with the word "Oriental" would always come, and the more the better, this time Griff further hinted, Only then did he realize that this person actually had some thoughts about himself. Fortunately, the library is a good, serious and quiet place, and it is not convenient for this man to display his gentle and romantic gentlemanly demeanor.

He shared one of the sandwiches in the fresh-keeping box he brought with Griff, and the two sat on the corridor surrounded by vines and had an unusual lunch together.

Griff looked resentful and affectionate, staring at Song Xiaowu who was sitting across from him, and then picked up the petals that fell on his shoulders for him, and naturally inserted them into the book he just borrowed from the library.

Song Xiaowu didn't intend to say anything anymore, he lowered his head and took another bite of the sandwich in his hand: Well, he wants to eat soft and sticky chicken wings more than the chicken legs inside.

After eating the sandwiches, the two walked through the promenade together. Song Xiaowu was trying to find another topic on the way back to each house, so as not to appear too unfriendly, and then met Bernton who was walking towards him gentlemen.

"I have to admit that what I'm going to say next is very subjective." Bernton motioned Song Xiaowu to sit down on the chair opposite him, and poured him a glass of juice.

"Thank you." Song Xiaowu took it and put it in front of him.

"So, let's put the teacher-student relationship aside for the time being. These are just some of my personal opinions. I think I can let you know." This conversation was obviously not decided by Bainton on the spur of the moment, but he was still very cautious about his words .

Song Xiaowu nodded, expressing his understanding.

"Before you, the University of Illinois held several shorter-term language classes for students with a higher level of Spanish to help them adapt to the new environment as soon as possible, and the class members came from different countries. I used to I also served as their language teacher, and met many Chinese people, they are all excellent, and I still remember many of them."

Baynton seemed to be caught in some kind of memory, and he continued after a long silence: "I don't know how much you and Griff... know about each other, and I have no right to question the virtues of others. I can only..."

He thought for a while, and finally couldn't help it: "Fuck his objectivity! I have to tell you, it's better to keep a distance from Griff, that guy likes you orientals like stamps, collect Get up, show off like trophies, and throw the old ones aside when you find something more to your liking."

Song Xiaowu was stunned, the amount of information here was a bit large, and he needed to digest it.

"You are human too." Mr. Bainton continued: "He treats you like his personal belongings, how can you tolerate this kind of humiliation, and even fall in love with him?"

"Mr. Bainton," Song Xiaowu couldn't help laughing in the face of the righteous indignation of the other party. He felt that those initial statements were not in Bainton's usual style at all. "Actually, I have a boyfriend with a very stable relationship. My friendship with Griff is just knowing each other's names—at least I have no idea of ​​further development with him."

Benton paused for a moment, heaved a sigh of relief, but also a little embarrassed: "Oh, that's good. Hmm..."

"But I still have to thank you." Song Xiaowu finally laughed, but then he said very seriously, "It is far beyond a professor's obligation to tell me this with all my heart. I am very grateful."

Baynton seemed a little uncomfortable: "I just don't want some bad things to happen again, everyone is the same. Since it's as you said, it's nothing... don't take it to heart."

Song Xiaowu nodded quickly, picked up the juice again, and took a sip absently: "Did you tell Mr. Crowell all about this?"

"No," Mr. Bainton flatly denied.Immediately, he also realized that his answer was too fake, so he had to explain: "I didn't say your name, and I blurred out the parts that involve privacy..."

Song Xiaowu smiled: "That's good. I just think that would be, um...a bit silly."

Hearing this, Mr. Bainton also laughed, and then asked with some doubts: "Why do you know, I..."

Of course I know, because your opening statement was completely out of your style.Song Xiaowu complained in his heart.

It is a pity that you did not follow Mr. Crowell's instructions in the end.

After returning to his residence, Song Xiaowu found the student handbook of Ill University. He remembered that it provided simple information about each college and major. When he first entered school, he only flipped through a few pages. Now is the time to study it carefully. up.

Speaking of which, Yao Jian rarely had any intention of interfering in the matter of choosing his major, and only said that he would follow Song Xiaowu's own wishes and come to him if he had any problems.

This kind of attitude made Song Xiaowu feel unsure, but at the same time he was inexplicably motivated: at least he has passed the language test. If he can choose a major that does not require a high initial level, he will spend several times more energy than others in the future. Always catch up.

First of all, majors such as "Applied Mathematics", "Applied Physics", and "Biomedical Engineering" that obviously require the foundation laid in middle school are crossed off the candidate list. Song Xiaowu's years of experience as a senior student It made him almost subconsciously want to tick the column of "Xia Yuxue".

However, after all, today is different from the past, and if he has the opportunity to learn something without distraction, if he doesn't know how to cherish it, let alone how others are, the first person he will feel sorry for is himself who left his hometown.

Thinking of this, Song Xiaowu's heart suddenly moved, and a vague idea popped up, but before it could take shape, he was dismissed by the ringtone of his mobile phone.

It's Daniel.

"Yao, where are you now? Can I find you?"

"I'm in the house here in Mengshi, um, I'm busy choosing a major..." Song Xiaowu was talking, but he heard Daniel yelling at someone, "Go away" and "I don't want to see you" , he frowned and asked, “Daniel, are you okay?”

"I'm fine, Yao." There was an unknown "bang" sound, and then Daniel said, "I'm already in a taxi, just tell me your specific address."

Song Xiaowu originally didn't want this guy to come and cause trouble, but listening to the movement on the phone, it seemed that something happened, so he had no choice but to report his address.

In less than an hour, Daniel arrived, with a mobile phone, tablet, skin care products and a mess of VIP cards, but no cash to pay the fare.

Song Xiaowu paid for him, took him in, and introduced to Ms. Garcia who heard the sound: "My schoolmate." Then Daniel who followed behind suddenly said: "If you are not the one below gone."

Song Xiaowu's expression was distorted immediately, he was worried about Ms. Garcia's presence, and reluctantly swallowed back the swearing that had already reached his mouth, and smiled at her stiffly, and only after the other party pretended that he hadn't heard anything and went back to the kitchen, did he feel weak. Walking to the living room, he put away the student handbook and a few pieces of paper spread out on the coffee table, and brought himself a can of drink—he believed that sweet drinks did have the effect of regulating emotions.

Daniel, who was sitting on the sofa next to him, watched his actions and was stunned for a few seconds before saying, "Hey, you're angry with me! Why? I just came here and I didn't do anything."

Song Xiaowu put down the can in his hand and looked at him silently.

Daniel seemed to have thought of something, and covered his mouth slowly: "I was in front of your servant just now...will she tell your family?"

"Maybe." Song Xiaowu said.

"I'm sorry. I know that most people in your country are still full of prejudice and oppression against homosexuality. Due to public opinion, minority groups have to pretend to be the same as the mainstream in order to live..."

"Who told you that?" Song Xiaowu couldn't hide his distaste, "What I care about is not whether my sexuality is exposed, but... I didn't find that the Citi people are so open to talk about it regardless of the occasion. . on the problem - except you."

Daniel finally felt embarrassed: "I'm not either... Probably because the person I'm talking to is you, I feel very relaxed and don't have to hide anything. Don't mind, okay?"

It seems that you are full of affinity and blame me?Song Xiaowu coughed and said, "So, why did you come to me suddenly?"