Yamaishi

When Li Fangqian appeared in the CD wholesale market with dark circles under his eyes, he regretted bringing Shen Zhuoqing back to the dormitory.

Who would have imagined that a seemingly gentle and well-educated top student in the literature department would be so keen on pranks.After waking up last night, Shen Zhuoqing took advantage of the fact that the two of them were sleepless, and pulled Li Fangqian to listen to the geological sketches in the field for a long time.

Even Li Fangqian himself learned it in a fog, but Shen Zhuoqing listened with gusto.

The two slept for less than 5 hours when they got up. Shen Zhuoqing showed the vitality that should be one year younger, and quickly returned to the dormitory to tidy up and wash, and appeared in front of Li Fangqian's door.

Now, Li Fangqian yawned, looking at the colorful CDs, feeling dizzy.

After leaving the computer room last time, he really went to apply.At that time, the film selectors were sullen because of public opinion, complaining that the world of N University was declining, and the students were often corrupt and insulted art.

Chen Fang was worrying that there would be no one to take over. As soon as he saw the application, he immediately approved it, which was three times faster than any previous procedure.

"How do you look at these?" Shen Zhuoqing was very interested, and picked out several of them and handed them over.

Li Fangqian lowered his head and glanced at the introduction. From comedy, history to eroticism, the subject matter is quite comprehensive.

"They're all movies from the year before last. Didn't many people watch them?"

"Okay, let's change it." Shen Zhuoqing took back the disc and said reluctantly, "It's a pity, I like these movies very much."

Li Fangqian hurriedly stopped the hand that was about to put it back on the shelf, and said, "Then don't change it, just them."

In fact, most of them, Li Fangqian didn't know the content at all.Just like when he talked about his profession last night, Shen Zhuoqing didn't know what to say.

But it doesn't matter, there are very few people in the world who can sit down and talk at night; the caring person came in a hurry, and waited for more than ten years, just waiting for that person to come and crush the thick fog.As for whether he brings sunshine or rain, it doesn't seem to matter that much.

At that time, Shen Zhuoqing didn't know that the series of movies that were almost replaced in his hands, as a corner of the vast world of light and shadow, after many years, constituted the miraculous years in the hearts of movie fans all over the world.

The crystallization of the miracle year of film history was not released to the public until the new semester of the new year.

Shen Zhuoqing sat with Li Fangqian in the projection room, the room was small, the clothes were a bit thick, and the palms of both of them sweated from the boredom.

Shen Zhuoqing remembered that before N City, he used to secretly take his meal money and go to the only movie theater in the town to buy a ticket, and sit in a dark corner.He would venture across two streets, and each screening room was like a cave, with a sad and happy soundtrack coming from it.He would slip into another room after watching one, and live 200 years in just four hours.

But now, the projector was buzzing, and Shen Zhuoqing was looking at Li Fangqian under the faint light.

This man is really better than the movie.

Light and dark alternated on the curtain, and the rioting crowd followed Si Ye's applause and looked at Cheng Dieyi who was dancing solo in the dark. The lights came back on and applauded everywhere.

Li Fangqian's heart skipped a beat, thinking of Shen Zhuoqing's miserable mother.

Look at the movie on the screen again, it is in the stage of criticizing and burning swords.Li Fangqian was worried that Shen Zhuoqing would fall in love with the scene, and looked worriedly at the people around him, frowning.Shen Zhuoqing felt the gaze, but when he looked back, he saw fear in those eyes, and he didn't know how to react for a while.

In the movie, the costume is burned, the sword is thrown into the fire, and Juxian holds the sword tightly in his arms.

Without knowing why, Li Fangqian immediately raised his hand to cover Shen Zhuoqing's eyes, because of worry, his chest rose and fell with the sound effect, his hands trembled slightly, and he could touch Shen Zhuoqing's eyelids from time to time.

The firelight on the stage in the curtain illuminated the young faces offstage, and some of them still had two tear stains.Li Fangqian also had a spring in his eyes. At the end of the play, the spring water stirred suddenly and shattered on his cheeks, making him dizzy and shining.

"Senior Brother?" In the dimness, the deep and clear voice was integrated with the video, and Li Fangqian couldn't tell who he was calling.

Li Fangqian finally came back to his senses, gently took his hand away, and asked, "Are you okay?"

"When Love Is a Past" sounded vigorously, but the expected outrage didn't appear, instead it was so silent that it didn't look like an auditorium.The chairs are lined up tightly, each with its own scars.

After waiting for a long time without reply, Li Fangqian had no choice but to gently stroke Shen Zhuoqing's back and cover his hand.

In fact, Shen Zhuoqing does not reject the poor and cramped life. Although he can empathize very much, he is not so fragile that he cannot accept a movie.Besides, Wang Xia has always been busy with her livelihood, and Shen Zhuoqing has long been used to digesting negative emotions alone.And the person next to him is so nervous because of a story of his own.

Shen Zhuoqing stared at the folded hands of the two for a long time.

Like a drop of water falling, he heard the cry of life from the barren land, and an unknown flower slowly poked its head out from the crack.

What are they shouting for?

"The student workbook was sent to you for nothing, right?" Chen Fang threw the disc on the table with a snap, and several stacks of square plastic boxes scattered all over the table.

Li Fangqian knew that he was feigning anger in front of the leader, and he buried his head very low in cooperation: "Mr. Chen, I'm sorry, I made a mistake in choosing the film this time. All future films will definitely go through your review."

Bah, you clearly nodded your head.

Chen Fang nodded sullenly, turned to a middle-aged man with a majestic temperament and said, "Look, Director, isn't Student Li's apology good? He has done a lot of work before, and this time, the students' evaluation The content and popularity are very high. Maybe the subject matter is not very good, and I will definitely urge them to change it in the future.”

Although N University has always been free, it has recently caught up with the strict control of ideological style.The films selected by Shen Zhuo are either too revealing in scale or too sensitive in subject matter, but they all suit the tastes of the students.

"Farewell My Concubine", which shouldn't have appeared in the auditorium, actually sparked a discussion.From color composition to script structure, from same-sex love to revolutionary significance, the number of people covered directly shocked the director of the Thinking and Education Department.

As the person in charge of the film selection, Li Fangqian was called to the office, handed in a bunch of discs, and wrote a thousand-word guarantee before giving up.

But that wonderful Mr. Chen, after the leader left, even sneakily took out the confiscated disc, called Li Fangqian to the corner, and "tactfully" asked him to remember to show it during small-scale activities, as a hot spot.

Li Fangqian was angry and funny, and planned to take this incident as an anecdote and tell Shen Zhuo Qingqing.

When I came to 502, there was a constant ping-pong-pong sound in the room.Sun Qianming and Liu Liu assembled the small square table into a long table, placed three enamel cups on the seams of the table to act as a net, and played ping-pong with each other.

When Li Fangqian came, he was almost hit by a left spin by Sun Qianming.

"Your dormitory is really, as lively as ever." Li Fangqian caught the flying ping-pong ball sideways, and threw it back with a smile.

Sun Qianming caught the ball back.He lost several rounds in a row. At this time, his fighting spirit was strong, and he said without raising his head, "Looking for Shen Zhuoqing? We squeezed him into the toilet to read."

It's pretty straightforward.

Li Fangqian had to stand on tiptoe, passing through the scattered items on the ground like an obstacle, and opened the toilet sideways.Sure enough, Shen Zhuoqing was a tall man, curled up on the sink, holding a book in one hand, and muttering something to a notebook with the other.

This is too wronged.

"Have you worked so hard at the beginning of school? Didn't you get enough scholarships last year?" Li Fangqian walked over jokingly. When the latter saw someone coming, he hurriedly put the book on a dry towel.

"Endorsement. English literature, one test in January."

Li Fangqian took the notes, which were densely written with famous works in English, "So many?"

Shen Zhuoqing shook his head: "This is only part of it."

"Then do you want someone to review the review results for you?" Li Fangqian turned to one side marked "Shang Lai" and asked, "This is also tested?"

Shen Zhuo let out an "um", coughed twice, cleared his throat, thick and affectionate sentences flowed from his lips.

"AndwhileIgaze,thymildandplacidlight(When I gaze, your soft light)

Shedsasoftcalmuponmytroubledbreast

AndoftenIthink—fairplanetofthenight (AndoftenIthink—fairplanetofthenight)

Thatinthyorb,thewretchedmayhaverest

Thesufferersofheearthperhapsmaygo

Releasedbydeath—tothybenignantsphere (or to your peaceful heaven)

Andthesadchildrenofdespairandwoe (The sadchildrenofdespairandwoe)

Forgetinthee, theircupofsorrowhere.”*

Poetry seems to come from so far away from the previous life, every iambic syllable steps on the change curve of mood, Li Fangqian stands in the sound of ping-pong-pong, as if hearing the prayer of Buddha.

Strange to say, this is a strange environment and a cramped space, but everything that is noisy settles down in such a calm voice, leaving only lingering lingering sounds.

"Is it okay?" Shen Zhuoqing blinked her big eyes twice as if asking for credit.

"Calm." Li Fangqian's eyes were full of smiles, "It's just that there is no translation, it's a pity."

Shen Zhuoqing stared at Li Fangqian with wide-eyed eyes: "Don't understand? Who are you lying to? The Earth Science Department doesn't learn English?"

"Only learned professional English."

When Li Fangqian came out, Sun Qianming had already returned the square table to its original position, and when he saw the guests coming, he left and hurriedly called out.

"What? Do you want me to practice two rounds with you?" Li Fangqian turned his head and leaned against the door frame.

Sun Qianming stepped over the obstacles on the ground, and said mysteriously: "Brother Li, when will my muse be free, can I make an appointment, let's have a meal together?"

Li Fangqian looked at him with a half-smile, and asked, "Haven't you given up yet? I heard that she has a partner, why don't you... change your pursuit, change your mood?"

"What is it?" Sun Qianming jumped a foot high, "Really?"

The last time at the stadium, Sun Qianming took the roses he sent back to the dormitory together with his injured heart. The reason he was rejected was that Fang Xunyi had a beautiful flower.Sun Qianming was very depressed for a while, and didn't bother people anymore, but after a few months, Fang Xunyi was still eating in class alone, and he happily thought that having a partner was just an excuse made up to refuse.

"I guess so. I heard it's been a long time." Li Fangqian shook his head and patted him on the shoulder, "Junior brother, where is there no grass in the world."

Also "for a long time", it seems to be true.

Sun Ganming changed his face at a speed visible to the naked eye, and changed a dejected expression: "Forget it, you will drink with me tonight to commemorate my first love that died without a problem."

...So can a shaved head with hot hair be considered first love?Shen Zhuoqing silently picked up the scattered things on the ground, he didn't dare to make a comment, so he had to agree.

"Bullshit first love! I think you just want to drink!" Liu Liu's cry came from the upper bunk.

... Dare or Er Liu dare.

"Ah, is it human! You still laugh at me when you're broken in love!" A tragic cry resounded through the small room in an instant.

The author says:

*to the moon