one Two o'clock at night is the worst time, when you are sleepy and cold, if you can't go to bed, you will be in a bad mood, and bad thoughts will come to you... At two o'clock I was sitting in the kitchen and heard someone Poke the downstairs door.I think he's a thief--although there may be someone who came in late and couldn't find the key, and poked around there, and in either case I ought to go downstairs and have a look.But I'm too lazy to move. A person who lives in this house can't expect someone to open the door when he comes back at two o'clock at night. A thief would be better: I'll just sit here and wait for him.When he pried open the door and walked into the kitchen on the second floor, I told him: he went to the wrong door, and seven poor students lived in this dilapidated building.He'll see right away that there's nothing to steal in this house.Maybe he will say: sorry, broke your door, maybe don't say anything - the most test of a person's upbringing is disappointment, I don't feel bad if the door is broken: it belongs to the landlord, but I like to see others have it. upbringing.If I don't say sorry, I will scold him... Of course, I scold him in Chinese, which makes him unable to understand.He might have a gun on him, so if he understands it, he should hit me with a gun.

Ten years ago, when I was in the United States, I couldn't sleep one night, and I was sitting in the kitchen reading a book, and this was the situation.The house was a rickety wooden building, and the cracks in the boards were full of cockroaches, which couldn't be wiped out.A pale lamp was lit in that kitchen, and it was deserted. Under the lamp, there was a huge refrigerator that made humming sounds from time to time.To be honest, my head is buzzing too, the sound seems to be louder than the refrigerator.No one will feel that his head is big when he is so sleepy that his head is buzzing.It makes me feel like I don't have a head, but a GE fridge with white enamel...

After ringing for a long time, the door opened, and it was opened with a key.Someone went up the stairs and walked up the stairs in three steps.Walking lightly and steadily up a rickety wooden staircase in the darkness shows that this person has a pair of strong legs.This person must be Xiao Song who lives on the third floor: This kid got into two universities at once during the college entrance examination: one is Chengdu Institute of Physical Education, and the other is Northeast Institute of Technology.The latter one doesn’t explain anything, but the former one shows that he can run 100 meters in more than 11 seconds, and he can do more than 100 push-ups at a stretch-this is really an enviable ability, but in the end he still got the back seat. A university, come here to study abroad after graduation.I leaned over the book: it was not good for him to see my face.Xiao Song and I are not bad, when I don’t have a car, I often hitch a ride with him to go shopping, and he even took me to pass the driver’s license exam... he can be regarded as a friend, although there is no real friendship.I think he should be a thief because he walks so lightly.Besides, he runs very fast, and no one can catch him. If I had such fast legs, I would definitely stop studying and become a thief—of course, this is what I think at two o'clock at night...

Xiao Song studied engineering - which is not bad at all, and he also wants to study for a Ph.D.So join our group.If you are still young, please listen to my advice: don't study liberal arts and science, it is better to study something else.No matter which subject you study, don't do a Ph.D.It takes a long time to study for a Ph.D., and I always fail to graduate—just like my wife, she finally got enough credits, and when it was time to answer the dissertation, she went into hysteria again.The word doctor means unlucky... I haven't heard from Xiao Song for more than ten years, so I got his doctor.I guess he's doing a postdoc right now, and he's living a life of upheaval.It's hard to find something to do when you have a lot of knowledge: the United States is like this, and China is also like this.Now let’s get down to business, let’s talk about what happened that night: the footsteps stopped after passing my door, and there was still no movement after waiting for a while.I turned around helplessly—it really was Xiao Song.I don't want to see him--and I don't want to see anyone.It's not a good sight to be up in the kitchen at two o'clock at night.He wears white-rimmed glasses with a white light reflected on the mirror, and his expression is dull-this is no wonder, no one is sleepy at two or three o'clock in the night.He looked at me blankly first, then whispered: Hi.I also said: Hi.At two o'clock in the night, such a greeting is enough.But he came in quietly, sat down opposite me, looked at my appearance, and said: "Is there a test tomorrow?"I said: no.My wife has a paper defense tomorrow.If he asks again, I will tell him: My wife turns over every half minute, almost rolling on the bed.She fell asleep as soon as it got dark, and has been rolling until now.Since I came back from the queue, I rarely saw a donkey, so I rarely saw anyone rolling like this.She would ask every ten minutes: What time is it now? I couldn't fall asleep listening to the sound, so I came to the kitchen to stay up late.Tell him it's better, lest he think we got into a fight.But Xiao Song didn't ask any more questions. He picked up the Hoffman book, looked at it, and said, "This book is here with you now...

There is an allusion to this Hoffman.Anyone who takes an algebra class in the math department needs this book because it's a textbook.There are two ways to get it: one is to buy a copy in a bookstore.This book is really not cheap, and it will cost half a month's food expenses. Another way is to borrow it from the library.There is only one copy in the library, and whoever borrows it first can occupy it.Those who arrived first were eligible to renew the loan, and those who did not have to buy it.I hate to think about it: when I was thirty-six, I was still in school—an age when Bill Gates was a billionaire—with borrowed textbooks.People behind me couldn't borrow books, so they pointed at my name and scolded...

Xiao Song held the book and read it for a while (I thought he was very strange: this is not a novel by Jin Yong and Gu Long, but a textbook, does anyone read it like this?) Then he put it carefully on the table, and asked in a low voice Road: Is there anything to drink?I pouted towards the refrigerator.So he found the bottle of Coke and drank half a liter in one gulp—drinking other people's drinks is such a pleasure.Next time, I will also find someone to go up to the third floor and drink half of his Coke. I guess he is teaching an experimental class in the department. Some students can’t finish the experiment, so he has to accompany him until the end of the day. In the second half of the night - it was really not easy to earn money for this teaching assistant.Why does he need a PhD?Finding a job after finishing a master’s degree is not much better than suffering this kind of crime—and then again, why do I need to study this Hoffman? It’s a heartwarming thing to say: I had nothing to do back then, and I understood it when I took algebra and mathematical analysis in the Department of Mathematics, but now I’ve completely forgotten it, and it’s tantamount to studying in vain—I was thirty-six years old, not twenty-six.If it's such nonsense, there will be no margin.Let’s talk about Xiao Song’s experiment with him.If he said to the students: Don't do it, go to bed early.Students must not be happy: engineering students have to count points for experiments, and if they fail to produce results, they will get zero points.The boy must have replied: I have paid the tuition fee!Americans are very vulgar in this regard, and everything has to be related to money-since the tuition fee has been paid, they have the right to use the laboratory.He doesn't care if you're sleepy or not.If you say: I will teach you how to do it; or simply say: Bring it here, I will do it for you!The ignorant thing also said: No, thank you, I will make it myself.So all you have to do is watch this clumsy guy poking around on the lab bench.Before twelve o'clock, you can't wait to kill him with a knife.After twelve o'clock, you don't have this kind of heart.You'll find something to lean against and doze with your eyes open.It's strange to say that my head is buzzing like a refrigerator, and there are quite a lot of thoughts that pop up.After finishing the coke, he sat down opposite me, it seems that he wants to chat with me, okay, let's chat, two o'clock at night is really a good time to chat.But he didn't speak, just looked at me stupidly, I'm not your girlfriend, what's there to look at?