On the Correct Way of Not Failing a Course at the End of the Term

"Oh, I'm such a fucking dog!! This game is so difficult to play!!! Is it difficult to listen to the command!!"

There is a Xiaobai in the group, and the copy of 25 people has been entangled several times because this Xiaobai can't operate the group.

Song Yu violently pushed the keyboard to the side. As a result, he knocked down a glass of water next to him, and the whole glass of water was spilled on the keyboard of another computer. The pair of slender and beautiful hands on the keyboard reacted quickly, so he quickly lifted the keyboard up. Let the water spread over the keyboard again.

"Ah, sorry!! I didn't mean to!"

Just as he was apologizing, Song Yu heard the man say:

"I have a pack of toilet paper in my pocket, take it out and wipe off the water first."

Song Yu didn't have time to ponder how nice this man's voice was, so he hurriedly took out a pack of toilet paper from the man's pocket, and wiped the water off the table.

"Fortunately, the keyboard is fine."

After Song Yu finished cleaning up, the man put the keyboard down for a try, and smiled at Song Yu.

Song Yu also breathed a sigh of relief, "That's good, that's good." He turned his head and looked at the screen in the game again.

"You play Sword Three?"

Song Yu is still quite sensitive to voices. The voice of the person next door is definitely at the level of a male god in the game. He doesn't hold his throat, nor is it that kind of broadcast accent. not slow.

Song Yu said "En", and turned his head to look at that person.

Not only are his hands long and slender and beautiful, his face is sharp and angular, his lazy eyes are slightly drooping, but they don't give people a feeling of lack of energy, but they look deep, with a shallow smile on the corner of his mouth Giving people a friendly and close feeling, only one sentence flashed in Song Yu's mind:

My day is so handsome!

"If the group is destroyed, can't we make it through?" The man looked at Song Yu's screen, and the words "whole group seriously injured" were neatly arranged.

Song Yu didn't have a good temper as soon as he mentioned this matter, "I told this Hualuo to let her lie down and she won't lie down, and the network card will come out to harm the society..."

Before he finished speaking, Song Yu watched the man operate his mouse, right-click on the flower, and kick him out of the team.Song Yu's eyes stared straight.

"Damn it! Why did you kick her out!! Hacked her CD!!!"

Song Yu almost jumped up, a sense of powerlessness spread all over his body.

It's over, this is the rhythm of being 818 by the little princess.

The first time 818 became the group leader was dedicated to a Xiaobai.

The man just frowned slightly, "What do you mean by black CD? She wasted your time, just kick it."

Song Yu thought to himself, this person is really capricious and terrifying.

But anyway, people also kicked, without her, the team chat is consistent:

"The head kicked well!!"

"Finally, I don't have to worry about it anymore!!"

Song Yu turned on the microphone and directed again, and the 24 people did nothing wrong, and they pushed the boss down smoothly.

After the dungeon came out, Song Yu glanced at the computer of the person next to him, and he was completely dumbfounded just after he glanced at it.

On the computer, there are densely packed codes.

Song Yu was dazzled by the speed at which his hands were typing on the keyboard.

"Fuck, brother, what are you doing!"

The man was busy with the movements in his hands, and replied softly on his mouth:

"Knock the code."

"...You're holding it."

Song Yu felt that this person was a psychopath.

In this world, there are still people who come to Internet cafes not to play games but to type codes!At first glance, it is stupid to learn.

Song Yu graduated from the college entrance examination this year, and he will leave for his own university one day later. Song Yu loves to play games. After working hard in his third year of high school, he was admitted to a university with a good reputation in computer science.

The ambition is also very ambitious, thinking about what game company to work in the future.

In this way, I still look forward to the university life when I have to leave home in the future.

What a great university, you can meet your seniors, you can continue to play games in the dormitory, the best thing is that you can skip classes, as long as you don't get called by the teacher, you can do anything.

This is freedom!

So I asked casually, "How old are you?"

"Just graduated from high school."

Song Yu's jaw almost hit the ground.

"You, you just graduated like this... what university did you go to?"

"Computer Academy of University A."

Song Yu's eyes widened, "You went to the same school as me!"

The movement of the man's fingers tapping on the keyboard stopped.

Turning his head to look at Song Yu, he curled his lips and smiled.

"See you at school then."

He stood up, tidied up the seat briefly, and put the chair back in place.Song Yu waited for him to walk a few steps before asking.

"Hey bro, what's your name?"

The man turned his head and smiled, Song Yu thought that just like all the beautiful pictures of first encounters, he would spit out his name next.

By the way, what kind of petals are floating, what kind of breeze is blowing the hair.

However, the facts told Song Yu that he really thought too much.

The truth is, that man does have a nice smile.

The words spoken are extremely unflattering.

"My name is not Yida."

Damn, this forces me to give him ten points!

Song Yu thought this person was very interesting, and he had finished his daily routine in the game today, so it wasn't interesting to play around in the game a few times, so he got off the plane as well.

Walking on the road is also dangling to the rhythm of the music in the earphones.

As I walked, I came to the place I didn't like the most.

Song Yu didn't like school very much. Although he was outgoing and cheerful and had many friends, Song Yu hated going to school from the bottom of his heart.

The homeroom teacher was quite surprised that he was admitted to University A.

Song Yu also felt that he was lucky this time in his life.

Wandering around the campus, looking at the gate of the school when leaving, still pretending to sigh.

"Goodbye, my alma mater!"

Song Yu never expected that he and that Yida would be roommates!

The moment he pushed open the dormitory door, Song Yu almost lost his mind when he saw that familiar face.

"Extra?!"

All three people in the dormitory turned their heads and said three sentences respectively.

"What Yida?"

"Yo, hey! It's your Yida!"

"...My name is Yan Baijing."

A few words suddenly came to mind when I first saw this person.

Xueba, Shuaibi, serious Xueba, serious and extremely boring Shuaibi, even the boring Shuaibi Xueba whose name is extremely serious.

"What the hell name, it's so hard to remember, I'll call you Yida from now on! Ah, it's such a coincidence to say it!"

Song Yu was already quite familiar with him, and within a few words, he started talking to Yan Baijing, also known as 'Yida'.

Yan Baijing looked at the bouncing Er Que in front of him with his face propped up, and yawned lazily.

"I said, aren't you tired? It's been such a long journey."

Song Yu just said "ah" and ran to pack up his things.

There are a total of four people in the dormitory. While cleaning up, Song Yu didn't forget to chat with the other two.

Song Yu's bed and Yan Baijing happened to be opposite each other, and the guy opposite Song Yu was the boy who was listening to rock and roll just now shouting "Yo! Hey! It's your Yida!".His name is Luo Zifan.The serious-looking one diagonally opposite is Zheng Jingren.

Zheng Jingren...a serious person...

Song Yu pouted, his parents must be very satisfied with his name.

Song Yu was humming a song and packing his luggage. The man named Zheng Jingren frowned and handed everyone a form.

"This is the duty list for our dormitory that I just customized."

Before he had time to read the entire three-page duty schedule and duty requirements, Zheng Jingren spoke slowly again:

"To put it simply, the books must be arranged in order from small to large, the garbage must be thrown into the trash can twice a day, the clothes in the closet must be neatly folded and put away according to the season, and there are no books on the desk. Stack things, dust the table at least once a day, no dust under the seats, clean it every day, I will buy the same table lamp for you tomorrow..."

"Stop stop stop!!! Hey, I'm not allowed to put things in the trash can, are you kidding me?" Luo Zifan looked at the series of weird treaties, threw the paper aside without saying a word, and continued to plug in the earphones Rock on.

Zheng Jingren frowned, "In short, dormitory hygiene is very important."

Song Yu's mouth twitched.

School has not yet started, and the so-called top-quality dormitory has already begun to appear...

Cleanliness!

Forget about cleanliness, it's still a terrible obsessive-compulsive disorder!

Yan Baijing just left a sentence, "Just take care of your own hygiene. This is a collective dormitory, not yours alone. Everyone has different living habits. You don't need to ask everyone to be so extreme."

Song Yu couldn't help giving Yan Baijing a thumbs up.

Fuck, this realistic style is really not ordinary high.

Song Yu was still thinking about how to discuss this issue. Luo Zifan didn't care about Zheng Jingren, and Yan Baijing could choke people to death with a single word. Zheng Jingren was so awkward here.

Song Yu accepted the three pieces of paper, "Okay, I will try my best."

Yan Baijing glanced at Song Yu lazily, but didn't say anything.

After Song Yu packed all the luggage, he arranged everything according to Zheng Jingren's request. No matter what, looking at the neat things made people feel very happy.

After doing all this, Song Yu was free and found that the people in the dormitory were doing their own things.

A little bit of a sense of loss.

Different from the kind of dormitory where we had a good time together, Yan Baijing read the book quietly by himself, Luo Zifan listened to rock with earphones, and Zheng Jingren made a strict study plan form on the side.

Well... it should be the first day we met, so everyone can't let go...

Song Yu was the first to break the silence, "By the way, what are your phone numbers, please remember, my phone number is 13xxxxxxxx5"

When Yan Baijing heard the phone number he reported, he put down his book and smiled, "My phone number is the same as yours, with a mantissa of 6."

Song Yu felt that Yan Baijing seemed to be more friendly in the dormitory, so he sat next to Yan Baijing with a small stool and exchanged Yan Baijing's QQ, WeChat, and mobile phone.

Although he looks like a top student, he is surprisingly easy to get along with.

"On the first day at school, there is a clean freak in the dormitory, there is also a rock fan, and there is a student bully, ah... the college that was agreed to be high?"

Song Yu posted a circle of friends out of boredom.

Lots of replies within a few minutes.

Turning over one by one, they were all replies from people Jian Sanli knew.

The circles of friends posted by those high school brothers are all about how beautiful the school is, and how beautiful the senior sister's legs are.

Song Yu's face was full of envy.

Suddenly popped out a head portrait that had never been seen before. The head portrait was glass against the light.

Song Yu clicked on the new message with his hand.

"I'm a god of learning, not a bully."

Song Yu's jaw was so startled by this man that it almost fell to the ground for the second time.

He has really seen shameless people, but he has never seen anyone who is even more shameless than Yan Baijing, who boasts that he is a god of learning, and who is serious and does not blush at all.

Most people will answer "I'm not a top student, I'm a scumbag, okay?"

Put it in Yan Baijing's mouth and say it is completely the opposite.

Song Yu directly "fucked".

Suddenly, his head was lightly tapped, and when he turned his head, Yan Baijing smiled lazily with his lips curled up, "Take a shower and go to sleep, military training tomorrow afternoon. If you practice too much, be careful and you won't be able to hold it."

Song Yu squeezed for a long time, but only squeezed out three words.

"You're paralyzed."