Roommate Daily Research Report

Cheng Xinyi raised an eyebrow and opened his mouth slightly, as if trying to refute him.

It was at this moment that Shu Yang suddenly discovered why Cheng Xinyi was cool, but he gave people a cute impression.

Although his facial features are three-dimensional, his lips are not thin, and when they are not completely closed, they are slightly raised, showing a sense of harmlessness of a teenager.

"When you drink alcohol, it's like a different person. You don't show any empathy when you speak." Cheng Xinyi finally didn't refute, and stretched out his hand again, "Hello, roommate."

Shu Yang nodded and shook hands with him: "Hi roommate."

Cheng Xinyi raised his eyebrows: "Back?"

Shu Yang replied: "Go back."

Originally, when the wind blows downstairs, Shu Yang felt that he was awake, but when he got on the elevator, he became tired again, so tired that he couldn't open his eyes.

Cheng Xinyi took out the key from his pocket and opened the door. Shu Yang almost squinted his eyes and entered the room, then he lay down on the bed regardless, and fell asleep after a while.

He slept very well that night, and Shu Yang regained his peaceful appearance the next day.

He has always been good at handling emotions, so he doesn't need to work hard now, all the unhappiness yesterday will not be revealed in any way.

After receiving the Chinese textbooks from Huaiyi University, I took a few more cases from Zhou Ting. Two days later, Teacher Zhao also sent him the temporary work number and the school card.

Everything seemed to be on the right track, but Shu Yang knew in his heart that what was in front of him was only temporary.

The same period who was kicked by Cheng Xinyi never appeared, and Shu Yang knew that he was also guilty. Even if this kind of person got a position through his relationship, it probably wouldn't last long.

The matter was never mentioned again.

A week later, the provincial university and Huai Yi also started school.

On Sunday, Cheng Xinyi went out for a trip, and when he came back at night, he brought an insulated box to Shu Yang, saying that it was food brought from his aunt's house.

He threw down the box and lay on the sofa whining. There was a professional class early the next morning.

Shu Yang finished his meal, leaned on the single sofa on the other side, and asked while typing: "Why choose this major if you don't like it?"

"It's not that I don't like it." Cheng Xinyi said, "It's just that I don't like it."

Shu Yang laughed beside him, without asking him what he meant.

Cheng Xinyi didn't speak for a long time, just lying on his back and looking at the ceiling.

Shu Yang had an intuition that this was not the reaction he should have, turned around and saw his expression was blank, and asked, "Your parents asked you to choose?"

"No, I chose it myself." Cheng Xinyi didn't move, looking at him out of the corner of his eye, "They want me to study business, and I want to go to the music department."

Shu Yang: "Aren't you kidding yourself?"

Cheng Xinyi raised his index finger and shook it: "No, no, even if I can't learn what I want to learn, I can't follow their wishes."

After he finished speaking, he turned his head to face Shu Yang: "Don't persuade me that my parents are all for my own good."

"Why advise you?" Shu Yang said, "Parents, I'm not talking about all of them. Some parents are sometimes selfish. It is true that they love you, but they are still selfish."

Cheng Xinyi smiled.

Shu Yang also laughed: "If your parents knew what I said, they would want to strangle me and kick me out of your house right away."

Cheng Xinyi crossed his legs and whistled nonchalantly: "This is my home, mine, and the name on the real estate certificate is mine. Unless you want to leave, no one can drive you away."

"Are you chasing me?" Shu Yang asked with a smile.

"I won't chase you away. You cook delicious food." Cheng Xinyi put his hands behind his head and asked again, "What about you? Did you choose your major back then?"

Shu Yang let out a "hmm".

Cheng Xinyi: "You study literature in high school?"

Shu Yang: "Academic."

Cheng Xinyi was a little surprised: "Same as Lu Xun?"

Shu Yang: "How can it be so great? I didn't know anything at the time, but my neighbor's aunt was an editor in the past, and I was greatly influenced by her, so I really wanted to work in this line of work. Anyway, my family doesn't care about me, and I can fill in whatever I volunteer. "

Cheng Xinyi: "I'm so envious, my mother said that if I dare to learn music, she would jump off the building."

"Since your family's conditions are good, even if you go to learn music, it's not a big deal." Shu Yang stopped typing on the keyboard and asked, "Why are you so extreme?"

Cheng Xinyi thought for a while, and finally gave a "hehe" and replied: "It's not a question of learning music, it's just that the question of choosing a major made the conflict concrete. They hate that I only study music, and they hate that I'm out of control. Ninety percent."

The two chatted one after another, and finally Cheng Xinyi went to bed. Shu Yang sat for a while, checked the manuscript after writing it, and passed it to Zhou Ting.

After receiving the documents, Zhou Ting transferred over one thousand and two, and listed the cases she had written in the past few days: "Student, you didn't talk about the salary. article."

Shu Yang did some calculations, whether it's an advert, an advertisement, or even a company plan, it's basically at the level of a thousand words and a hundred words.

It means creativity is not money.

He replied "no problem", and Zhou Ting sent another case.

Over the past few days, the cooperation between the two has become very tacit. One sends materials and the other receives materials. The conversation is basically only "Sister, take a look" and "Okay" or "Change it again".

At the beginning, Zhou Ting taught him some skills and helped him determine the direction. Later, Shu Yang basically grasped the customer's requirements by himself. Up to now, he has not encountered one that has been revised more than five times.

According to Zhou Ting, his adoption rate is already the highest.

Shu Yang heaved a sigh of relief, took the file, and passed it to Uncle Shu a thousand times.

The other side took the money and didn't reply.

After closing the dialog box, Shu Yang remembered that this mobile phone is still a new idea, although he said no more, but it is not a problem to always use other people's things.

He turned off the computer, only to find that there was a glass of milk on the table, it was still warm, maybe Cheng Xinyi forgot to drink it after warming it up.

He took the milk and walked to Cheng Xinyi's door, saw that the light inside was not on, thought for a while, and put the milk back in the refrigerator.

The next day Shu Yang woke up, and when he switched on the phone, he saw a message from Cheng Xinyi: "Why didn't you drink the milk that was warmed for you last night?"

The news was already an hour ago, Shu Yang replied: "I thought you were so hot that you forgot to drink."

After a while, Cheng Xinyi replied: "Even if I forgot to drink it, you can still drink it! If it's too hot, you can't drink it today!"

Shu Yang: "...have a good class."

There was no reply from the other end, Shu Yang stretched his waist, clicked into Moments, saw Cheng Xinyi's state two seconds ago, and took a picture of an ant on the window sill, matching the number "1".

Shu Yang smiled, and then slid down again, and saw a picture of a bookshelf, and most of the books on it were from Shu Yang.

Continue to slide down and scroll out Susu's dynamics.

Those two people should still be on their honeymoon. On the beach by the sea, Lin Cheng was shirtless and wearing sunglasses. Standing in the sun was a painting, and everyone became the background.

The responses below were all "wow".

Shu Yang clicked to return.

Huaiyi is in the south of the city, and it takes more than an hour to take the subway, which happens to be from one end to the other end of Line [-]. Shu Yang's classes are on Wednesdays and Fridays respectively, and he has to get up at [-] o'clock for the [-] o'clock class in the morning.

The night before, after finishing a manuscript and preparing lessons, Shu Yang went out early on Wednesday morning. Even though Shu Yang drank two cups of coffee, he was still dizzy sitting on the subway.

When I got there, I inquired about the teaching building, and it went smoothly. The school is not big. Walking along a tree-lined avenue, Shu Yang looked around casually.

The moment he was about to step into the classroom, he suddenly felt a little nervous.

There were already some people sitting in the classroom. As soon as Shu Yang entered, he heard someone say "wow", and a girl shouted bluntly, "Teacher, you are so handsome!"

Shu Yang raised his head and smiled at her, went to turn on the computer, and someone from below asked, "Teacher, how old are you this year?"

"How old do you think I am?" Shu Yang asked back.

The boy thought for a while: "22?"

Shu Yang smiled, the nervousness was gone.

The whole day of class was uneventful. After the first class, I slowly found the feeling. The audience are all ten-year-old people. Don’t worry about some words they don’t understand. Shu Yang felt that he spoke very freely. .

It's just that it would be more enjoyable if more than half of the people in a classroom didn't fall asleep.

Afraid that those sitting in the back row would not be able to hear, Shu Yang spoke loudly in class, and the last class ended at 05:30, and his voice was already down.

After the students finished walking, he went to brush the blackboard and suddenly felt tired.

Human beings are like this, so the spirit has to be forcibly beaten, and they still think that they are really energetic.

Walking out of school and going to take the subway, just a few steps away, someone shouted: "Shu Yang!"

He turned around and found Cheng Xinyi standing in front of the roadside flower table.

"Why are you here?" Shu Yang was taken aback.

Cheng Xinyi smiled: "What are you thinking? You just passed in front of me and didn't see me?"

Shu Yang shook his head.

Cheng Xinyi frowned: "You lost your throat?" He took out a few throat lozenges and handed them to him: "Is little brother Xiaoxin very caring?"

"Thank you for your caring brother Xiaoxin." Shu Yang smiled, swallowed a candy, and asked again, "Why are you here?"

Cheng Xinyi looked a little unhappy: "My mother asked me to come back, my house is only 10 minutes away from here, walk."

"Oh." Shu Yang nodded, "Road crazy? Can't find a home after not going home for a long time? Why didn't you get lost?"

He still wanted to say something, but Cheng Xinyi quickly interrupted: "Why is your memory so good? I don't know what you're talking about. I don't understand clearly. Stop talking. I don't live here at night and I want to go back with you. I haven't eaten, let's buy some food later."

After walking a few steps, he said, "Forget it, go out to eat, don't cook when you're tired all day."

Shu Yang waited until he had finished speaking before nodding: "Okay."

Passing by the bus on the west side of the school, Shu Yang saw that the two girls looked familiar.

One of them looked lively and was waving at him: "Hello, Teacher Shu!"

The other one had purple hair, turned his head indifferently, exchanged a glance with Shu Yang, and quickly looked away.

Shu Yang smiled and waved.

After getting off the subway, Cheng Xinyi smiled: "Your student is really cool."

Shu Yang glanced at him: "Is it the one you like? The vigorous one?"

"Yes!" Cheng Xinyi responded.

"The name is also strong." Shu Yang said, "I remembered a few people's names today, and one of them is her, named Wen Jin."

Cheng Xinyi was puzzled: "Isn't this name very quiet?"

Shu Yang: "It's boring, I don't know whether to pronounce the front nasal or the back nasal."

Cheng Xinyi: "Don't steal my way of self-introduction to introduce others, can you?"

Shu Yang: "Energetic."

Cheng Xinyi: "..."

"I won't chase my students for you." Shu Yangyi spoke up, then leaned over to him and whispered, "You don't even know that when I called roll call today, that girl looked at me like she did just now. It felt like I called her name one more time and she was going to jump up and hit me."

Cheng Xinyi laughed for a long time: "Mr. Shu, you are so stupid."

Shu Yang smiled, turned around, and in a blink of an eye he had a gentle and serious look, as if he wasn't the one who spoke just now.

Cheng Xinyi gave two "tsk".

It was almost dark when they got out of the subway, and the two of them ate some noodles near their home, wandered back to the community, and before they arrived, someone next to them called out: "Senior."

Shu Yang turned his head and saw Fang Jing coming out of the shadows.

Fang Jing called Shu Yang, turned to Cheng Xinyi, and handed him a small square box: "Senior, I can't get through to you, and you didn't go to the band, so I took the liberty to come here. This is what Aunt Cheng asked me to give your."