Diary of my first love

The freshmen of S University do not have weekend holidays in the first week of school, that is, they have classes as usual on Saturdays and weekends, but they will feel comfortable in the following week.

Because the Kuixing competition will be held next week, which will last for a week, with five days of preliminary competitions and two days of finals on weekends.The qualifiers on the first day were the most intense, because one hundred people had to be selected for each event from thousands of applicants, and those with less than 100 people were selected to advance in a ten-to-one system.

The referee for the qualifiers is an intelligent robot that has been imbued with countless human skills and knowledge. It will make a ranking based on the performance of all the players. The top [-] people will enter the preliminary round. Being matched to an opponent whose level is far superior to yours, then it can only be a pity, luck is also part of strength.

After the preliminary round, 20 people will enter the final round.The final adopts a double scoring system for public judges and expert judges, with the public and experts each taking half of the scores. Of course, this scoring mode is only applicable to dance, music and other events that are not easy to intuitively judge the pros and cons, such as competitive fighting and ball games. For projects, guessing games, pairs, etc., the winners and losers are obvious, so naturally this scoring mode is not used.

This weekend, Zhang Yu and Fang Zheng, two freshmen who are determined to participate in the Kuixing competition, began to prepare. With their good popularity, Fang Zheng successfully pulled together an e-sports team (including five main candidates and three alternates). The list was handed over to the student organization responsible for the Kuixing competition.

Zhang Yu really applied for ten projects. Fortunately, the registration was at the responsible point of each project, which did not attract much attention.Take advantage of the weekend and take the time to practice, so as not to show your strength when you are born with a hand.

When Monday arrived, Zhang Yu and Fang Zheng got up early, washed up quickly, and went to the competition.If you don't come early, it will take a long time to queue up.

After the two left, Fang Yuan seemed a little nervous, and kept asking Zhu Xiuming, "Do you think they can get through?"

Zhu Xiuming seemed particularly calm. He took out his mobile phone and opened the official website of S University. A big title "S University No.90 [-]th Kuixing Tournament Qualifier Opening" took up half of the entire web page. Click on it to see the live broadcast of some projects. It is equivalent to the form of live broadcast.

Zhu Xiuming clicked into a live broadcast of a project, and turned his head to Fang Yuan and said: "Our juniors, you still don't believe in their strength. Instead of worrying about their failure to pass the preliminaries, you should worry about how to grab tickets for the finals. There are too many monks and too few porridge to grab tickets. But it's difficult."

Fang Yuan's eyes lit up immediately, and he patted his head annoyedly, "Yes, I'd better figure out how to get a ticket for the final!" Then, he picked up his mobile phone and looked for people one by one to see if he could get some internal tickets.

About an hour later, Fangzheng came back with a smile on his face, lay down straight on his single sofa, and jumped up and down.Then he said excitedly to the two seniors, "Yeah, I passed the preliminaries."

It's a pity that his expression of wanting to be praised was ignored, Zhu Xiuming and Fang Yuan looked at the phone intently, and when they heard the movement, they glanced at him, and then hung down again.

Fangzheng stomped his feet, made a sound of reminder, and said silently in his heart: The senior must have not heard what I said clearly, so I just say it again.He raised his voice, brewed his emotions, and repeated the sentence with a cheerful tone, "Yeah, I passed the preliminaries."

"Understood, you don't need to say something twice." Fang Yuan raised his head indifferently and said.

Fangzheng's heart became cold in an instant, and he spread out on the sofa, with expressions of "this world is too ruthless" and "the baby's heart is broken".

But not long after, Fang Zheng, the optimist, came back to life with full blood, walked up to the two seniors, and looked at their mobile phones.

He wanted to see which little goblin hooked the soul of his senior.

It turned out to be an hour.

"Wow, the younger sister and younger brother of S University are really versatile, good at singing and dancing, all of them have unique skills, and their appearance is very high."

"That little brother over there, how can your voice be so nice, this song is too short, I can't listen enough."

"That archery lady over there, how can you attack? You look so handsome in archery. What should I do? You shot me in the heart too." ——From Fangzheng’s psychological daily life watching the live broadcast

On the first day of the Kuixing competition, countless non-participating men and women held their mobile phones and laughed foolishly, like sucking cats, isn't it good enough?

It was already two hours later when Zhang Yu came back. He ran to ten venues in a row to finish all the competitions. However, the time will be so tight on the first day. The student union will arrange the players for the following competitions. The competition time, especially Zhang Yu who participates in multiple competitions, ensures that the competition time of his various events does not conflict, and there is enough time for rest and practice.

Zhang Yu who came back happened to see three heads leaning together in front of a super-large and thin display, staring at a cute little chubby on the screen as if fascinated, wearing earphones with an intoxicated look on his face.

Zhang Yu was good at waving his hands in front of their eyes, but he didn't respond at all.

Zhang Yu curiously took off the right earphones and put them on by himself.A sound like the sounds of nature filled his ears in an instant. He seemed to see a dolphin's small head emerge from the sea surface, making a high-pitched but not harsh, ethereal sound that was almost beautiful. It was also like seeing a whale, alone. Floating alone in the sea, it couldn't find anyone of its own kind, its voice was full of loneliness, and it made people want to cry.

Suddenly the sound stopped abruptly, Zhang Yu was a little annoyed, opened his eyes and saw Fang Zheng glaring at him angrily, took back his own earphones, put them on quickly, so as not to miss the beautiful voice.

Immediately, there was another person in front of the screen, wearing headphones and being intoxicated.

And this is just a microcosm of the many students of S University.

On this day, most people are immersed in the charm of the Kuixing competition, but there are still a small group of people who have to continue to work hard. They are the staff of the student union of the Kuixing competition. Tomorrow is the preliminary round. Related matters are arranged.Venue, staff arrangement, facility deployment... Everyone is as busy as a spinning top.

"Oh my god, here is another person who has applied for more than five events," the speaker is in charge of arranging the competition time of the contestants. For them, the last thing they like to see is those who have applied for many events, because Such a person's game time is the most difficult to allocate. The more people report, the greater the possibility of game time conflicts.

He counted the number of items as usual, and seemed to see something unbelievable, his mouth was so wide open that it couldn't be added, and he counted again with trembling fingers.

"This, this, this..." He seemed too shocked, and it took him a long time to find his voice, but his voice was unbelievably high-pitched, like the voice of an eunuch in a costume drama, "It's too awesome, reported ten project."

"No way." When the people next to him heard this, they all came over one after another, counting a dozen eyes from top to bottom without blinking their eyelids.

"It seems to be ten." A somewhat uncertain voice said.

"That's not the same as Brother Zhang Zhi."

The movement here has long attracted the attention of many people. The temporary person in charge, Zhang Zhi, walked over with a dark face and asked, "Is there any problem?"

In the name of "training himself", Zhang Zhi is in a very bad mood now after being caught by his seniors as a coolie.

"No, no, we were just surprised to see a talented person who applied for many projects." A person came out and explained.

"A lot? How many are there? Let me see." Zhang Zhi took a look at the information, and he knew the number with a glance. He was a little surprised. One of them has passed the project, it seems that this one is very confident in his own strength.

Zhang Zhi's gaze shifted to that person's name, his expression changed suddenly, he took a breath, rubbed the name with trembling fingers, and let out a long breath.

The two big characters "Zhang Yu" were clearly written on the paper.

"Zhang Yu, could it be you?"

Zhang Zhi became calmer when he should be more anxious. He quickly scanned the information in the file and compared it with the person in his memory one by one. The age, birthday, and residence in S City were all correct.

It is very likely that it is him. He is from the School of Finance and lives in the dormitory in Building [-]. Zhang Zhi secretly remembered this information.

He folded the piece of paper that recorded this Yu's message, held it in his hand, and then said in a deep voice, "Everyone come and go together, don't delay everyone because of your business, you understand?"

"understood."

"Then hurry up and go to work!"

Zhang Zhi watched everyone lower their heads in satisfaction, and when they turned around, their steps were a little brisk.

Ai Ai's voice came from behind him: "My information has been taken away."

A female voice replied: "It's not that you can't print another copy. Brother Zhang Zhi must have his own use for your information. Let's work quickly, finish it early, and leave early."

Hearing the voice, Zhang Zhi smiled lightly.

Zhang Zhi, who returned to his seat, took out the registration form again for a closer look.There is a two-inch color photo in the upper right corner of the application form, which shows a somewhat delicate young man.

Everyone knows that there is a big difference between the ID photo and the person's appearance. Zhang Zhi was busy comparing the information just now, and didn't look at the photo carefully.

Now that I looked carefully at this ID photo, I gradually discovered the clues.This person, this face... I seem to have seen it before.

Zhang Yu's face in the water bar suddenly appeared in front of his eyes, and Zhang Zhi was surprised to find that the two faces matched each other very well.

He stood up abruptly and said to a senior: "Senior, I have something urgent, please help me look here." Then he ran out in a hurry.

Zhang Yu, Zhang Yu, these two names are so similar, their faces are so similar, and they are both from the School of Finance. He didn't believe that there would be such a coincidence in the world, and a bold guess emerged in his mind.

He found the number of Fang Zheng, the partner who came with Zhang Yu that day. Fortunately, he saved Fang Zheng's number as the person in charge of that friendly match.

A few seconds after the call was made, Zhang Zhi suppressed his chaotic thoughts, quickly took a few deep breaths, and managed to calm down.

The call got through, and a baby voice said, "Hey, brother Zhang Zhi, what's the matter?"

Can't ask directly, Zhang Zhi's head turned quickly, and he quickly thought of a way, his tone was a little embarrassed, "I'm thinking of forming an e-sports team to participate in the Kuixing competition, and I want to ask if you would like to join." (The setting of the first session of the Kuixing E-Contest is not perfect. If the team remains unchanged, the team members can be changed temporarily)

Fangzheng paused, "I'm sorry, Brother Zhang Zhi, I have a team."

Zhang Zhi took a small breath for this answer. On the other side of the phone, his expression was a little cautious, a little expectant and a little uneasy, but he finally said it, and pretended to ask casually: "Then the one on your side beat you very hard. What about Diao Chan?"

"He also has a team." Fangzheng was a little embarrassed.

"Well, speaking of it, I know you. I know your name, but I have forgotten that person's name. Please tell me again." Zhang Zhi said.

Forgetting the name is very common, especially with people who have only been in touch once or twice. Fangzheng didn't suspect anything, and said directly: "That person's name is Zhang Yu."

"A long bow, or an early chapter?"

"The bow is long."

"What is Yu?" Zhang Zhi continued to ask.

"Yu is a lawyer's law without that double side."

"Oh, that's it. If you have a team, I won't bother you." Zhang Zhi just wanted to hang up the phone quickly.

"Well, that's fine, bye." Fangzheng hung up the phone, a little surprised that Zhang Zhi formed a team not to search in his own courtyard, but came to their financial courtyard to scout people, but he didn't take it seriously, he obviously forgot Zhang Yu's order His: Call him Zhang Yu instead of Zhang Yu.

Zhang Zhi still clearly remembered that when they met at the water bar, Fang Zheng told him that the person's name was Zhang Yu, Yu's Yu, and he remembered clearly that it was Yu's Yu.

But this time, Fangzheng changed his mind. After contacting Zhang Yu's name on the registration form, he had reason to speculate that Zhang Yu's name must be fake.

But why did he give himself a fake name?Zhang Zhi has doubts in his heart

No one would hide his real name from a completely harmless stranger.

Unless that person, he knows.

Eliminate all impossibilities, and what remains, however improbable, is the truth.

Zhang Yu recognized me.

At that moment, Zhang Zhi was a little happy, and then he was deeply puzzled. He recognized me but came to see me with a fake name. Why?

The wind in the night was a bit chilly, Zhang Zhi looked at the deep night, but couldn't think of any good answer for a while.

If a person meets but does not recognize each other, what is the reason?

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