White Moonlight Second Capture Plan

Ten years ago, Mingcheng University.

Zhong Yin rode a shared bicycle with nearly flat wheels, passing the blue-gray building against the sun.The teaching building where the class is held is really far away. He was delayed for a while looking for the teacher to ask questions. When he went downstairs, there were almost no bicycles that were in good condition. return.

In the afternoon, there is Ma Zhe, the first quarter, he arrives at the dormitory at his speed, and gets up as soon as he falls asleep.Most of the roommates would ask him to sign in for him, and the good boy Zhong Yin didn't dare to skip class, so he offered to bring a meal in exchange.

The weather in May is gradually getting hotter. Girls who are afraid of the sun are wearing umbrellas, and some people are wearing sunglasses to look cool. After class, you can go back to the dormitory without having to go to the cafeteria to queue up. It seems that it is not a loss.

He parked the car in the designated area under the dormitory, followed the large group of troops and turned to the left, and then reported for repairs on the app.There were so many people in the elevator, he didn't want to wait any longer, so he simply climbed up to the fourth floor, opened the door and felt a redemptive chill, these guys who would enjoy themselves turned on the air conditioner.

Mingda does not routinely divide dormitories according to college classes, but collects freshmen's work and rest time after the admission information comes out, and assigns roommates based on this, trying to reduce conflicts that have nothing to do with personality.Anyone who has been to college knows that work and rest sounds like a trivial matter, but when you really get along 7*24, you will realize how easily a disagreement can lead to war.This is a great condition that the seniors and sisters who graduated successively fought for the freshmen with their blood and tears.

They wake up late and go to bed early in the dormitory, and they all take a nap. Nearly half of the 24 hours a day are resting, which is very healthy.

No one would take the time to play games before the lunch break in the health care dormitory. One was drinking camellia oleifera, the other was unpacking the delivery of the foot bath bucket he just bought, and the other was already lying down.Seeing him coming back, he poked his head out of the bed: "Ah Yin, did you see that activity?"

Zhong Yin supported the edge of the bed to change his shoes: "What?"

"Just posted it today."

"Where is it?"

"The mess basket next to the third canteen."

What they call the notice board of scientific names, a long row of electronic screens, non-official school activities will be registered and uploaded there, and the size of the posters is limited in chronological order, the new ones are big, the old ones are small, and the deadline is approaching. , the position of the row is completely random.In order to attract attention, the poster design can be described as competing for splendor, and even paid a lot of money to hire students from the Academy of Fine Arts and solicit drafts from outside the school, not for anything else, but to become the brightest star in the trouble basket.

Zhong Yin opened the lunch box, and the person who made the tea brought him bitter gourd scrambled eggs today.He didn't like that smell, and he didn't have to pick it up: "I came back from the Fifth Sect directly, and didn't pass by there. What's the matter?"

"Aren't you from the scholastic school? Your school and other schools jointly organized an event."

After dismantling the courier, he interjected: "The welfare is also great. It is worthy of being a college with corporate support, but it is rich and powerful."

The tea drinker doesn't ask about worldly affairs: "Welfare? What kind of welfare? Is it what I think?"

"I don't know what you're thinking of. The benefits this time are so good. There are prizes for the top ten finalists, and the top five can be discounted."

"No. 3 is 2, No. 1 is [-], and No. [-] is [-]. If you choose discount, you can directly scan the QR code and transfer money at the awards ceremony."

"[-]?! God, what a good thing is this? Why doesn't our school have one? I heard from the senior that we worked hard to win the National Award, and the money we got was only a fraction of the money. Is there still time for me to change my major?"

A few people who had nothing to do with the college excitedly imagined for a long time, and even thought about how to spend the bonus when they got it. The one on the bed remembered the only party who could participate: "Xiao Zhong, are you going? If you need logistics, we will provide all-round services. If you win, please We'll just rub it out."

Although there is no shortage of money, who would refuse to be more generous?Zhong Yin looked up from the vegetables that tormented his taste buds: "Okay, where can I sign up?"

Even in the second half of the semester, the freshman is still a freshman, and he is not familiar with the campus.Ming Da covers an area large enough for public transportation within the school, and there are many routes. Zhong Yin Chengtian teaching building-canteen-dormitory is three points one line, and he hasn't set foot in other places. It took half an hour just to find the event building where the registration is located.

The past few days happened to be club activities, and it was so lively that I didn't understand.Zhong Yin finally found a booth for the competition. Those who want to sign up for this competition can send the electronic form to the designated email address.

box, or you can fill it out on the spot and submit it on paper.Zhong Yin had already sent it, so he was worried, so he printed another copy and handed it in person. The senior sister who received the watch didn't even read the material, and asked him directly: "Is Zhong Yin?"

He didn't expect his name to be pronounced from a stranger's mouth: "Yes, how...?"

"Ah, it's you. The one who sent the e-mail before? Your school teacher recommended you." The senior sister pointed to the distance, "Go to the teacher in charge directly, here, the one with the tie over there is Geng .”

Mr. Geng is one of the initiators of this project. He is already an associate professor in the School of Physics. Next year, Professor Shen Guo will no longer take an undergraduate degree.

Zhong Yin, who was actually recommended by the courtyard, who thought he had nothing to excel besides his GPA, was a little flattered.Although his major has nothing to do with Mr. Geng, there is no harm in expanding his network.He walked over: "Teacher Geng, I'm Zhong Yin from the school."

Professor Geng is that kind of...a very classic science and engineering teacher. His hair is not too thick, his glasses frames are as stable as his eyes, and the colors on his clothes are the same.

It is true that he knew something in advance. Professor Geng is no stranger to his self-introduction: "Here we come. Do you know the content of the event? Including rewards."

The rules of the competition are to select the same number of applicants from the School of Economics, School of Management, and School of Engineering, and randomly form a three-person team to design and promote products. The main purpose is to realize the creativity.After the screening and grouping, there will be three weeks of preparation time. In the last week, there will be two rounds of competition. The judges will be composed of sponsors, teachers from other colleges, graduates from this college and the audience. The three players in the winning group will be divided equally.

He roughly repeated it, the teacher nodded in satisfaction, and assigned the task: "Go over there and help answer the questions about registration and registration."

No fine prizes can compare to real money, let alone a mobile phone and computer as other rewards. Tens of thousands of dollars is really a very tempting project for young people who have just entered college.The enthusiasm of the students for participating in this competition is unprecedented. New emails fly in their mailboxes from time to time, and there is an endless stream of people who come to sign up on the spot.

Zhong Yin works hard, works efficiently and looks good, all the seniors like him.Later, he was not allowed to run around and hand in the materials again and again. He just sold his beauty and sat at the front desk to collect the application form.

Their strategy was very successful, and the booth became even more lively. They were so busy publishing, answering questions, collecting forms, and entering data that time passed quickly.Other clubs closed their stalls early, and they hadn't finished their work until the sun went down. When the number of people was sporadic, it was already dinner time.The seniors ordered takeaway and left a copy for Zhong Yin, who was proofreading several duplicate forms in his mailbox.

After a busy afternoon, I was already hungry.After saving the file, I just took the takeaway, and another shadow fell in front of me.

"Student, is the registration form handed in here?"

Zhong Yin raised his head while lamenting that the food was going to be cold. The classmate was quite handsome, and the cap that was pressed low could not cover the tall nose bridge and deep-set eyes.Sitting here and seeing so many people coming and going, tall, short, fat, thin, dressed in red and green, no one is so eye-catching.

Zhong Yin pushed the almost out-of-heat lunch box to the side, and took his registration form. The classmate's handwriting was quite ugly, and every stroke was full of imagination: "Is it called... Huo Kouxuan?"

"……West."

"what?"

"Huo Xixuan." The other party was speechless, pointing to the unknown symbol that tangles up, "The second word is Xi, not kou."

Zhong Yin choked for a moment, almost really thought that someone put mouth into the name just now.What meaning do parents want to convey, eloquently?

Since the most important names have all been misrecognized, other information does not know that there will be any wonderful illusions.To be on the safe side, Zhong Yin read it again.

A lamp was hung in the tent, and the tall Huo Xi hung a pestle there, the shadow fell, and the front was completely dark.Zhong Yin suggested several times that he should go to the side, but the latter didn't receive it, so Zhong Yin could only feel wronged and moved to the side, not knowing what the boy was thinking, and followed him.

There was no way, Zhong Yin could only confess carefully.

"Student, that...you are blocking my light."

"……Excuse me."

There are no other typos, but a few printed blank lines are compressed.

"It is estimated that the format was wrong when downloading."

"Then let me help you retype an electronic copy."

"Ah, thanks."

Zhong Yin's fingers moved quickly, and after a while, he pushed the computer to the other party: "See if there is a problem?"

"——Why did you become Huo Kouxuan again, it's Xi!"

The wonderful reverse effect of subconscious implantation: Tell a person, "Don't think of an elephant", and he will definitely be thinking of an elephant.