Yang Qi can really do whatever he wants

"Chen Ming, Chen Ming! Don't scare me! Buddy!" The seniors and sisters from the Orientation Office of the School of Computer Science put down their work and surrounded them when they heard the commotion.

"It's not heatstroke, is it?"

"Did Chen Ming have a fever? I think he was sluggish two days ago."

"Hurry up to the school hospital!"

Qi Xiayang didn't dare to let go, his hand was still sticking to Chen Ming's face, but he clearly felt that the temperature that made him feel terribly low just now was quickly returning to normal, when he was still wondering what was going on , The person paralyzed on him suddenly shuddered and sat up like a corpse.

"Ah!" Chen Ming yelled as if he was frightened, and then coughed loudly like a drowning person finally landed, with tears and snot running down his nose. Qi Xiayang hurriedly asked the senior for a piece of paper, wanting to Handed it to Chen Ming, but he was still holding on to his clothes and refused to let go.It took a long time for Chen Ming to finally come to his senses and stare blankly at them, but he still wiped his face.Then he asked tremblingly, "Where is this?"

Qi Xiayang, who was supporting Chen Ming, could clearly feel his body trembling uncontrollably. At the same time, cold sweat started to break out all over his body, and the sweat immediately soaked his shirt, making his whole body wet. of.

"Senior, are you alright?" Qi Xiayang had never seen such a strange symptom, and this senior seemed to have stayed up for several nights, and his eyes were dark blue. "Are you uncomfortable anywhere?"

"Ah..." Chen Ming looked like he hadn't recovered yet, and he seemed to be covering his head with some headaches, but he said in his mouth: "I don't feel uncomfortable, I feel great!" He said with a nervous smile twice.

"Chen Ming, don't scare us, what's wrong with you?" The seniors who gathered around obviously didn't believe that he was fine. "Have you caught a cold recently?"

After listening to very ordinary caring words, Chen Ming suddenly became excited: "I'm not sick, and I don't have a fever." Then he muttered something in a low voice. did not hear it.

"Then what's wrong with you? Go to the school hospital to have a look."

"Yeah, why don't you look okay?"

Chen Ming's eyes were still black and blue. Even though his skin was tanned, his skin color was still obvious, but his lips had visibly regained their blood color, and they were no longer as scary as before.

Qi Xiayang unscrewed the bottle of mineral water in his freshman bag and handed it over, "Senior, drink some water and take a rest."

"Thank you..." Chen Ming seemed to have just noticed him, and slowly turned his head to look at him. It wasn't until he looked at the senior that Qi Xiayang saw the bloodshot eyes in his eyes, and was startled immediately. It doesn't look like the eyes of a college student, even the beggars on the street are much healthier than him.

Chen Ming lowered his head slowly, his joints even made a clicking sound, he slowly looked at his hands, and then he realized that his fingers were still holding Qi Xiayang's shirt, pulling out several folds on it.

"Ah, I'm sorry..." He slowly moved his finger away, as if it took a lot of effort. "May I ask who you are?"

"I'm a new freshman, hello senior!" Seeing that Chen Ming's mood had stabilized, Qi Xiayang also heaved a sigh of relief. He gathered the backpack behind him, stood up, and secretly tugged at the torn bag. On the corner of the clothes, a button on the top has collapsed somewhere.

"Chen Ming, I'll help you up." Behind Chen Ming, two tall seniors held Chen Ming's arms and lifted him up. "What's wrong with you today? Tell us the truth."

"Don't take part in the orientation work today, we'll take you to the hospital." The orientation senior had already picked up her mobile phone, and seemed to be calling the counselor.

"No, don't call!" Chen Ming grabbed the mobile phone of the senior sister, but his legs were weak, and he almost fell, "I just played games with my classmates all night, don't call the instructor!"

"How many nights have you been up?"

"Several nights..."

Several seniors stepped forward to touch his forehead in turn, it was cold, it really didn't look like he had a fever, and seeing the bruises under his eyes and the bloodshot eyes, it was indeed in line with the symptoms of not sleeping and playing games for several nights, Only then did he let him go with suspicion.

"The two of you send him back to sleep, and you must send him to the dormitory." The senior sister looked at Chen Ming seriously. "Do you know the consequences of staying up late now? Do you really want to die suddenly?"

But even if she put on this serious look, Chen Ming, who had dull eyes, obviously didn't pay attention, and just nodded indiscriminately.

"Forget it, send him back quickly." Seeing him like this, the senior sister knows that she can't listen to what she said now, so she can only let others send Chen Ming back to rest first, and her anger can only be suppressed. inside.

She turned to look at Qi Xiayang, who had a big backpack and his good shirt was torn, and said to him apologetically, "I'm really sorry that I let you see this kind of thing when you came to school. Chen Ming usually studies very hard. Okay, I’ve never stayed up all night, and I’ve probably gone crazy lately because it’s a holiday. Don’t learn from this senior. Physical problems are no small matter. We’ll ask him to mend a new one for you when the time comes. May I?"

Qi Xiayang shook his head quickly after hearing this, "It's okay, senior sister, the clothes are not damaged, so there is no need for the senior to pay for it. Let the senior go to rest."

"Thank you, junior, but this incident was originally a mistake in our work, so don't refuse. Take out your mobile phone and let's add a WeChat."

The senior sister's aura is really strong, and Qi Xiayang added the goddess senior sister's WeChat in a daze.

"I'm Xu Jiao, the president of the Student Union of the School of Computer Science. I'll let you, Senior Chen Ming, contact you later. Thank you for your understanding,"

After the confusion, Xu Jiao asked another senior to take him to the dormitory to go through the formalities, because several people left at once, and there was a serious shortage of staff on the orientation side, so the senior who guided him hurriedly told him that after finishing the dormitory Where to go to pick up the book, where is the cafeteria, and then hurried back to help.

Qi Xiayang expressed his understanding. Although there was a little episode, he was still in a good mood. This incident was enough for him to see many details.

They're all nice people, aren't they?

Qi Xiayang reported from the dormitory uncle, signed it, and got the key to his dormitory. He felt an indescribable sense of accomplishment in his heart. The alma mater of his parents will also be the place where he will study and live in the future. Thinking about it makes my heart warm.

The dormitory building he lived in was just built a few years ago, with high floors and a large living space. The treatment of students is much better than before. The dormitory has changed from the original four-person bunk beds to the current two-person room Bed and table, the floor is clean tiles, it can be said to be the top-level dormitory in China.

He dragged his luggage onto the elevator and pressed down on the ninth floor. His room number was 909. When he arrived, there was no one in it. It seemed that his roommate hadn't come yet.

After Qi Xiayang tidied up his things a bit, and roughly found out the location according to the map in the freshman handbook, he went downstairs to the courier delivery office to transport the things sent by his aunt and grandparents back to the dormitory one by one. The big box tossed him for an hour.

He spent another two hours cleaning the table and the bed, packing everything into cabinets or drawers, laying out the bedding, placing the computer on the table, leading the network cable from a distance and plugging it in. , and finally took out the innermost photo frame of the suitcase, rubbed it with his fingers twice, and then put it on the table.The smiles of the men and women in the photo are still bright, and the black-haired boy sandwiched between them narrowed his eyes. The young man caressed the faces of the middle-aged men and women in the photo, showing a bright smile.

"Dad, Mom, I'm starting school."

It was almost one o'clock in the afternoon when Qi Xiayang arrived at the dormitory, and the freshmen had to get their books back before the grade meeting, so he took this opportunity to walk around the campus.After turning around the teaching building where the class was held, I took the book back downstairs in the library.When he came back, he found that there was a lot of movement in room 909.

Looks like his roommate has finally arrived.

"Mom, I'll do it myself!"

"This cabinet has to be wiped. Mom will wipe it clean for you. You go and empty this basin of water first."

The door of 909 was kicked open from the inside. Qi Xiayang still maintained his posture of reaching out to open the door, and looked at a tall boy holding a dirty water basin. This was the first time he and Mo Zifan When they met, both sides showed awkward but polite smiles at the same time.

"Hi!"

"Hello there!"

The two of them froze for a moment, and the tall boy inside the door nodded to him and speeded up his speech, "Wait for me, I'll pour some water and be right back!"

"Oh, you are Xiaofan's roommate, come in, come in, eat a peach, auntie has finished washing." The roommate ran to the bathroom with brisk strides one second, and the next second he was pulled into the dormitory by the enthusiastic mother Mo , A peach in a disposable fresh-keeping bag was stuffed in his hand.

"Thank you, Auntie!" Qi Xiayang showed his little canine teeth, and gave Mo's mother a big smile, "Hi Auntie, I'm Qi Xiayang."

"Hey! I'm Mo Zifan's mother. He will be roommates with you in the future, so don't be polite to your aunt. My aunt lives in Dongling. If you have anything to do, just go to Xiaofan. The aunt who can't handle it will help you. Afterwards, his table was gradually filled with all kinds of fruits and pastries pushed by Mo's mother, which made Qi Xiayang feel a little embarrassed.

Just as he was talking, Mo Zifan, who had rushed to pour water just now, came back with an empty basin in his hand, "Hey, I wasn't ready just now, do it again, I am Mo Zifan, I don't know why, The son of the son, Fan is the one with the fewest strokes, and his home is in Dongling."

"I'm Qi Xiayang, the Qi next to the clothes, the summer of summer, the sun of the sun, my family belongs to Kunyun!"

"I've been to Kunyun! The scenery is beautiful, as well as the glutinous rice candy and bayberry soup!" Mo Zifan's expression now looks very much like Mo's mother who just pushed him various snacks and fruits.

After the topic was opened, two boys from different places chatted. Qi Xiayang was originally a cheerful personality, but it seemed that his roommate might be more familiar.Mo's mother would sometimes intervene in their conversation, revealing some embarrassing things about Mo Zifan when he was a child. She laughed from ear to ear, but it could be seen that Mo Zifan was her pride.

One woman can stand up to three Qi Xiayang, and what he spent three hours to get it done, Mo's mother got it done in an hour and a half, and this was when Mo Zifan basically didn't intervene.After cleaning up, it was nearly five o'clock, and Mo Zifan's house was so close to the school that he could get home in 10 minutes by car.So the farewell to mother and son was clean and tidy.Mo Zifan, who sent his mother away, spread out on the table like a deflated balloon into a cake.

The author has something to say: start writing slowly~

Ah, it feels like the freshman report scene is still in my head, but I'm old