Chapter 67 Big Problem
The thing Xiao Xiao was worried about didn't happen, and no one called him again for the rest of the night.
The next morning, Xiao Xiao, who was still sleepy, heard the school song and quickly got up. He rubbed his eyes and looked at Liu Yu's bed, only to find it very tidy. Had he left early? Damn, this workaholic, study maniac.
Looking back at Lu Peng and Li Wei, these two kids were sprawled out on their beds, sleeping soundly day and night. Their ears seemed to have become immune to the lively rhythm of the school song.
After coming to school for a few days, he developed the habit of sleeping late and getting up late. Since childhood, under his father's urging, he was used to getting up early, but now he is no longer adapted to it. He closed his eyes, walked naked, slipped out of bed, and stumbled into the bathroom.
He opened his eyes and stared at himself in the mirror, with thick eyebrows and big eyes, a goofy grin on his face, still bearing the fatigue of not being fully awake.
"Damn! So handsome it's unbearable!"
He praised himself, touched the faucet, turned it on, and splashed a handful of cool water on his face, like an ice cube placed on scorching hot rocks after being burned, instantly becoming much clearer.
"Full of energy!"
I was thinking about today's meeting with Xie Zhan, and I'm fully expecting it. I stretched out my arms and loosened up my muscles, feeling full of fighting spirit and strength. While brushing my teeth, I almost used too much force and scratched my cheek with the toothbrush.
He finished washing up, sprayed half a can of gel to make his yellow hair explode, and put on long earrings. He went back to his bed, wearing a black T-shirt on top and blue jeans on the bottom, with a thin leather belt around his waist. His feet were clad in black canvas shoes.
When attending an exhibition, one must be in high spirits and cannot afford to lose out in terms of appearance and temperament.
He dressed himself up and looked at himself in the mirror twice, feeling very satisfied, and came to the balcony.
It's been a while since I came back to school, and this is the first time I'm standing on the 9th floor balcony, overlooking my alma mater.
The morning sunlight shines into the campus, illuminating the green trees and flowers, the clean streets without dust, the straight and upright walls and streetlights, and the magnificent dormitories and classrooms. All of this, bathed in the soft and beautiful morning light, is like a painting in a dream, instantly etched in one's mind, making it unforgettable.
Many students get up early, either taking a walk or jogging slowly, jumping rope or playing ball, or reciting books. Their sweat falls to the ground and disappears without a trace. Their laughter floats in the air, drifting all the way to the ninth floor without dispersing.
Isn't youth just this wonderful morning?
Very charming, but very short.
If you sleep in just a little bit later, you'll miss it.
So you should make the most of this limited time, be as playful and carefree as possible, and have fun to your heart's content, so that you won't regret it later.
Xiao Xiao smiled and exhaled, turned around to pick up the folded bicycle, walked out of the 918 dormitory. He gently closed the door with his hand to avoid waking up those two idiots Lu Peng and Li Wei who were sleeping soundly.
He carried the bicycle into the elevator and came to the dormitory building, unfolding the folded bicycle. The morning light shone on the bicycle, the red bicycle with scars from Longshan still looked so spirited and powerful.
Such a cool bike, plus the owner's even cooler, handsome, stylish, arrogant and explosive appearance and temperament, naturally attracted the attention of passing students.
Xiao Xiao inserted his hands into the pockets of his pants, widened his eyes, and looked at his ride with satisfaction. He glanced around at the people nearby with a sidelong glance, and suddenly let out a triumphant laugh.
This laughter scared the lovely girls who got up early to have breakfast around them, and they immediately lost their appetite.
Xiao Xiao carelessly locked her bike under the dormitory building and strode into the Agricultural University cafeteria, rushing all the way to the third floor.
He has been at the Agricultural University for several days and it is his first time having breakfast.
As soon as he entered the third floor canteen, he saw that there were many students sitting in front of red tables. Next to their seats were school bags, and on the table in front of them were open books. These people had arrived at the canteen early, facing the morning light, cherishing time, and studying hard. When it was time for dinner, they would nibble on steamed buns while continuing to read.
Liu Yu got up so early, he must be one of them.
Gazing at my fellow students, I feel that they work harder than me. They are so diligent and will surely be successful one day. I must not sleep in late anymore, but rather get up early like them, study hard, and make the most of my youth.
Yes, it is like that.
He clenched his fists tightly, motivating himself. His originally energetic body became even more energetic. He went to the utensil cart and took a rice bowl, came to the window, ordered a glass of milk, a loaf of bread, and two eggs. Holding his breakfast, he sat in his seat eating slowly, watching the TV hanging in the middle of the dining hall.
On TV, the morning news program of Tianjing TV Station is being broadcast. The female host in the program suppressed her sleepiness and inadvertently yawned, which was caught by the camera and displayed on the TV in front of the students in the cafeteria.
"Haha!"
The students in the cafeteria burst into a fit of laughter, and two boys spat out the food they had already eaten. A girl took advantage of the opportunity to take a snapshot of the TV screen with her mobile phone and casually sent it to her circle of friends on WeChat.
Early morning news at this time generally broadcasts content that is mainly about the three major eternal and popular issues of Tianjing City.
During rush hour in Tianjing City, which road has a traffic accident and is congested, please drive around. Which subway line is delayed, please take other means of transportation for people going to work. Congested traffic has always been the biggest problem in Tianjing City.
Xiao Xiao was overjoyed when he saw the news and felt grateful that he had chosen to ride his bike out, which turned out to be a great decision. Now, taking a car is really not as fast as riding a bike.
The morning news broadcast the traffic conditions and began to focus on the second major issue in Tianjing City, which is air quality. The news said that due to a gentle breeze last night, the fog and haze in the sky were blown away. Today will be a sunny and beautiful day, suitable for travel and exercise.
"Haha!" Xiao thought to himself that the heavens knew he was going out, and even the air seemed to have improved. It seemed that with such good luck, if he were to compete with Xie Zhan, he would definitely win.
"Oh yeah!" Xiao Xiao excitedly snapped her fingers.
The news broadcast finished the second question and then broadcast the third question. The third question was naturally about housing prices. According to the news report, in Tianjing City, housing prices of 30,000-40,000 yuan per square meter are now commonly seen everywhere. Houses with a price of around 20,000 yuan per square meter are also hard to find in the second-hand market. Experts predict that in two years, the housing prices in Tianjing City will break through 100,000 yuan per square meter.
"What's that?" Xiao Xiao had no concept of the housing prices in Tianjing. His view on living was that as long as he had a place to stay, it was enough. As for buying a house, he didn't think it was necessary yet.
After broadcasting the top three most important issues in Tianjing City this morning, a video clip was played to summarize the above three questions.
The video was shot on a crowded subway train in Beijing during rush hour. Most of the passengers were commuters, carrying the fatigue of the previous night, silently lowering their heads and stretching their necks to gaze at the screens of their mobile phones held high in their hands.
A local old man in Tianjing City and a young man from outside the city who came to work, were arguing among the crowd.
A 70-year-old elderly man wearing a large white vest and shorts, leaning against the chair on the left side of the subway, pointing at the young man opposite him, indignantly shouting: "It's all you outsiders, as soon as you enter Beijing, you make Beijing's traffic congested and the air quality worse. So many of you come to Beijing, making housing prices so expensive."
A young man in his twenties, dressed in clean summer work clothes and long pants, sat on the right-hand side of the subway chair, facing an elderly man across from him with a red face and ears, loudly arguing: "If it weren't for us outsiders who built Beijing into what it is today? We rent your houses, we rent your land, we support you, could you have the life you have now? Your families each buy several cars, can traffic not be congested? Can the air not be bad? You frantically raise rents, speculate on housing, and drive up house prices to such a high level - it's all because of you."
The old man and the young fellow each held their own opinions, engaging in a war of words, arguing incessantly. The sound of their argument lingered in the sealed, airtight subway car, unable to dissipate. It could only find its way into the ears of surrounding passengers.
The people around them were arguing, and they didn't seem to care, as if they were used to this kind of argument. No one came over to mediate the situation.
They still lowered their heads and stared at the mobile phones in their hands, looking at the information posted on WeChat Moments, seeing the wonderful parts, smiling foolishly, completely indulging in their own world.
