Chapter 2 Chapter One

Old Linghu is a little annoying this summer vacation. Qiao Feng graduated and went to the Beggar Gang, Ouyang Ke recruited a row of younger sisters from the Internet to go to Wutai Mountain, Guo Jing worked in the small black bar at the south gate, and Duan Yu went back to Yunnan to honor his parents Cheng Huan.Lin Pingzhi, who always valued a few silver coins in his passbook more than his life, actually rented a private house in Liulangzhuang outside, claiming that he would study the books of sages hard, and couldn't bear the interference of old Linghu and Yang Kang who cut souls in the middle of the night. .

Linghu Chong once presided over a meeting in 303 to criticize the school leaders. The school's infrastructure was so poor that he stuffed six vigorous old men in a pigeon house, sleeping head to toe, which caused Duan Yu's misfortune. Infected his Hong Kong feet, and more unfortunately, infected his head. Whenever the weather is dry, dandruff drifts like cherry blossoms in April and snow in October. .But looking at the empty dormitory at this time, the angry youth like an old Linghu couldn't help but feel a sense of "little away".When loneliness strikes, the midsummer night is also a bit cooler. The old Linghu cut Samurai Soul on the computer and cut out "Ten People Cut" and sighed leisurely. Wearing a vest and shorts, he picked up the enamel jar and walked to the window to look at the moon. Thinking back to the Wushan Goddess Meeting Xiang Wang Sima Xiangruqin to pick Zhuo Wenjun, the thousand-year-old goddess and the century-old love saint came to my mind one by one, but time flies, things change, how can people feel sad?

"Life is just..." Linghu Chong took a sip of cold water and said something lyrical. There were more times when he couldn't continue his lyric, so in order to smoothly transition to the next topic, he took another sip and hiccupped twice. "Let's go! Get something to eat outside?" Yang Kang waved two dumbbells and poked his head out from the upper bunk, his pale face turned eggplant-colored.As soon as he heard the sound, he knew that Linghu Chong was hungry.Linghu Chong is typically drunk today, but if he still has 60 cents in his pocket, he will definitely buy instant noodles, and he will definitely not fool his belly with cold water in the middle of the night.

Contrary to Yang Kang's expectations, Linghu Chong did not nod desperately and say yes, yes, you treat me, but kept his melancholy expression and continued the sigh: "Life is just..." "That's it... Let's go! Let's go get something to eat." Linghu Chong's last restraint was crushed by hunger, and he frantically took out a T-shirt and big pants from the bed and put them on, "Go, I'm starving to death." .” During the summer vacation, there are not many living things in the dormitory except cockroaches, so there is no one to call.Yang Kang and Linghu Chong stepped on plastic slippers, kicking and kicking to go out. Compared with the window where the building manager had to go through the window of the toilet, they were really high-spirited and imposing at this time.Walking out of the building door to see the bright moon and the clear wind, the loneliness and emptiness, in this situation, thinking of the stomach that is about to be filled, I can't help but be full of ambition.

"Damn," Yang Kang suddenly touched his trouser pocket, "I have no money, I forgot to withdraw the money." "Boss! Did you lie to me?" "I really forgot." "You won't even lie to me..." The two men glanced at each other, lowered their heads together, and turned around slowly. "That's right!" Linghu Chong's eyes suddenly lit up, "Get another rabbit to eat." "Damn!" Yang Kang stared fiercely, "I want to hand over the data!" "Last time, I saw that there were seven or eight of you left."

"Do you think it's just the two of us eating? We live on the 7th and 8th in the laboratory, and now we rely on these rabbits for supper. Last week, my senior sister ate the last pigeon..." Unable to withstand the pressure of his father Wanyan Honglie, Yang Kang entered the laboratory of the Department of Biotechnology early on, and did experiments with graduate students when he was not in class.The work in their laboratory is simple. According to Yang Kang, they just make some medicine and give the rabbits a shot to see how the rabbits react.If rabbits are sensible, they should cooperate with each other and dedicate themselves to science.If it is a die-hard member, not only will he not calmly die, but will be alive and kicking, he will ask Yang Kang and the others to perform such a knife, so that the blood serum can be taken as a sample.

Linghu Chong's initial reaction to this was: "Tsk tsk... so cruel".But soon, Linghu Chong found a way to profit from it.Anyway, the rabbits in the laboratory are sterile cultured and clean. Instead of letting them contribute a few milliliters of serum to science, it is better to let them contribute a few catties of rabbit meat to scientists.At first, Yang Kang shook his head violently, saying that some senior brothers had confused the rabbits that had been fed medicine back then, and set up an alcohol stove in the laboratory to stew a pot of good soup. As a result, the boss opened the door of the laboratory the next day and saw a All the disciples are kicking their legs on the ground like drugged rabbits.At any rate, no one was killed because of the timely rescue, but those senior brothers later feared the rabbits more than the rabbits feared them, they couldn't help shivering when they saw the rabbits.However, Linghu Chong has a sharp mouth. Every night, he instilled in Yang Kang the way of making spicy rabbit meat in his hometown. He said that the best rabbit meat was smeared with soy sauce and wine, stuffed with pepper star anise and cinnamon, and cooked in chili oil. Fry until golden, take it out and stew it with green onion and ginger... A week later, Yang Kang swallowed and said that I have the pot here, and you will buy the ingredients.

Linghu Chong's culinary skills made Yang Kang out of control. After eating and drinking, he picked his teeth and publicized Linghu Chong's recipe to his brothers and sisters.From then on, the rabbits in Yang Kang's laboratory were unlucky, but the doctors and masters in the laboratory made a qualitative leap in experimental techniques.Just imagine if it wasn't for the proficiency in the experimental methods, and it was necessary to repeat it several times, how could so many rabbits be saved for supper? "The pigeons are all eaten, so why keep the rabbits?" Linghu Chong's eyes were filled with the word hunger, "I will keep them for your senior brother to eat."

This sentence made Yang Kang, who was struggling with his thoughts, suddenly startled.Yang Kang touched the keys in his pocket, and two dark figures sneaked across the newspaper column, passed through the lecture hall and the library, and walked towards the quiet building of the Department of Biotechnology. It was a dark and windy night, the shadows of the trees were swaying outside the window, a slight cool breeze flowed in through the crack in the door of the animal room, and faint footsteps sounded in the corridor.The rabbits woke up the next morning to find that one of their brothers was missing.

This night, in the 303 dormitory, there were no lights and no lights, but it was in full swing.The spatula was naked, and the fire from the alcohol stove made Linghu Chong's nose full of sweat. Next to him, Guo Jing and Yang Kang each held chopsticks and stared at the rabbit rolling in the red oil soup with the expression of a wolf, as if worried. The rabbit would suddenly jump out of the soup and run away. Guo Jing is a night worker. He works as a waiter in the small black bar "Tianlong Temple" outside the south gate. Every time he gets off work, he always sticks to his back. As soon as he went up to the third floor in the dark, he smelled spicy rabbit meat. Flying thousands of miles away, Xi Zizi knocked on the door and got the right signal.He also carried a few bottles of beer copied from the bar in his bag. Yang Kang and Linghu Chong fell in love with him at the first sight, and they didn't care about the Mongolian kid's square face with five big and three thick Chinese characters, wishing he could call him "wonderful man".

"You guys are doing it so late?" Yang Kang said. He felt that it was necessary to distract Guo Jing, otherwise the boss' eyeballs would fall into the spicy rabbit meat and it would be a disastrous sight. "There are a lot of people at night. I'm exhausted. It's boring. Only Lao Zhou is more fun." "Which old Zhou?" "Zhou Botong, isn't it from your department?" Yang Kang was stunned for a moment and shook his head.He is in the Department of Biotechnology under the School of Biology, which is his father's sphere of influence, and he is most familiar with him.However, the name Zhou Botong only seemed to float in his ears once or twice occasionally. There were dozens of laboratories in the department, and there was no such a person at all. "Huang Rong's father has been a doctor for seven or eight years, maybe you are not familiar with it," Guo Jing said. "Huang Rong's father?" Linghu Chong curled his lips, "That's called a candidate for father-in-law." Guo Jing was a little embarrassed, and involuntarily moved his chopsticks away from the soup pot for a short distance. "Don't tease the boss," Yang Kang said with a smile on his face. "Just call Dad and it's over. I don't know how to please the old man. I think you are definitely a bachelor in this life. By the way, why hasn't Lao Zhou graduated in seven or eight years?" "Old Zhou... It seems that the postgraduate English has not been passed, and the project has not been done well," Guo Jing was about to mutter a few words, but was blocked by Yang Kang's question, so he had to answer honestly.This is Yang Kang's cunning, he always turns back to the serious topic in time, cuts off the tail of the previous paragraph, and most of the teasing with him will only result in choking to death. Linghu Chong was stunned for a moment: "Damn, I haven't passed CET-6." "I'm 61, how old is the boss?" Yang Kang chuckled. "85." "Damn, Huang Rong helped you take the exam, right?" The brothers were furious. "Nonsense, I've memorized the GRE vocabulary, it's more useful," Guo Jing quickly waved his hands to explain. Guo Jing's English is terrible, and his pronunciation is even worse.When I entered the school, I was graded in English, but I was assigned to the first level, and I started from the beginning.The teacher picked him up to read the text in class, and Guo Jingxili finished reading in a hurry, and the whole class was silent.But the teacher could still hold back the scene, and said with a smile that the classmate was Mongolian, right?Guo Jing was taken aback for a moment, nodded and looked at his clothes, wondering if he had put on the Mongolian robe again in the morning. "You can hear the accent," the teacher said, "It's an authentic Mongolian accent." However, Guo Jing's advantage is that he has a simple mind and is most suitable for indoctrination.Huang Rong bought him a copy of "Selected GRE Vocabulary" and asked him to memorize it every day, whenever he had nothing to do.After a year, Guo Jing became a dictionary.Duan Yu was the first to discover the benefits of this dictionary, so he always did intensive homework while Guo Jing was in the dormitory.Guo Jing was leaning against the bed holding the book "Principles of Chemical Engineering", and Duan Yu lay on the table and asked what chronometer meant. Guo Jing said chronometer, and Duan Yu said what "divident" meant. Guo Jing said stock without raising his head. Dividend, Duan Yu nodded.In this way, Duan Yu can get twice the result with half the effort, and feel very comfortable. The only bad thing is that sometimes when Guo Jing comes back to his senses, he will seriously say that I did the homework, which means that the precision timer patented by this company 25 years ago was put into use after a long time. Business operations get the share dividends they deserved twenty-five years ago.Duan Yu would be very displeased and say, Boss, if you do this, there is no suspense at all. Is it me doing the homework or you doing the homework.Guo Jing nodded and said oh, and then continued to be his audio dictionary. "Boss really flies first..." Yang Kang and Linghu Chong sighed with emotion, and finally had nothing to say.When Guo Jing flipped through the dictionary, the two of them were often talking about Samurai Soul, and Yang Kang said in an authentic Kyoto dialect: "".Sounds like "You look like you're dying".However, the English still maintains the level of the third year of high school. "By the way, do you know what Lao Liu rented a house for?" Guo Jing said suddenly. "Ghost knows, don't tell me that he joined a cult to make gas bombs to blow up the Bianliang subway station," Linghu Chong shrugged, he always thought Lin Pingzhi was boring. "The sixth child has gone to nursery school. Huang Rong saw him go to class last time." "Damn? So awesome? I haven't heard him talk about it." "Come on, Lao Liu won't tell you," Yang Kang said with disdain on his face, "a blind person can see this kind of thing, so there's no need to talk about it. You see, Lao Liu occupied the socket to charge every day last semester, and he needs so much charging What can the battery do? Isn’t it listening practice? Thinking about it with the big toe is to prepare for the TOEFL test, and it’s easy for their chemistry department to go abroad.” "I only heard that girls think with their chests, but you use your big toes, and you're even better." Linghu Chong turned to look at Guo Jing, "Boss, is it really easy for you to go abroad in chemistry?" "Is there always one-third of each session?" "Damn, did I hear you right?" "No," Yang Kang cut off his words, "Our department still has 20% left, and their chemistry will only be more." "It's unreasonable. One of our departments went abroad last year, and we still went to the Black Clothes University to study East Asia. Why do you go to the Black Clothes Food University for East Asian research? We did research at our own doorstep." "As far as East Asian studies is concerned, I think old Linghu should go out and study one," Yang Kang said. Guo Jing looked left and right to express his puzzlement. "With his ability to talk nonsense, none of the barbarians in the west can figure out the strength of our Great Song Dynasty. They can guarantee that there will be no trouble at the border, and we can develop madly behind closed doors." Guo Jing laughed out loud.Linghu Chong didn't show much expression. "It's easy for both of you, it's over when you go abroad, it's hard to find a job in our department, and there are few places for insurance research, so going abroad is useless." Linghu Chong stirred a spoonful of soup listlessly, "I knew I should study science." "Let's take a break, 20% is only a little bit?" Yang Kang sighed and lay on his back on the bed, "I didn't pass the key enzyme catalysis last semester, this is the most fucking professional course, this time I'm going to die Yes. Make up the exam next year, if not, it will be troublesome to graduate.” "We can't do it either," Guo Jing scratched his head, "I have to take the TOEFL test. I did a set last time. I got 50 listening comprehension questions and got 12 questions right..." "Damn, it's funny! If you choose one of the four, you can't only guess 12 right, right?" Yang Kang sat up abruptly. "What are you doing lying to you?" Guo Jing was still honest, pulled out the mock test papers from his schoolbag and spread them out, and wrote "12" on the answers to the listening questions behind with a red pen, surrounded by a thrilling big red circle, and next to it was a The pig's head drawn with red strokes is clearly written by Huang Rong. Although the vocabulary has skyrocketed, listening and speaking are stagnant. Only Huang Rong in the world can understand Guo Jing's English, so Guo Jing can only look forward to the day when Guo Jing passes the TOEFL test to study abroad after Huang Rong becomes the chief examiner of ETS. up. The bubbling bubbles in the soup pot pushed away the surrounding chili oil, and the pot was ready when Linghu Chong scallions were sprinkled, but the three men shrugged and lowered their heads at the same time, losing all energy.In a blink of an eye, they were juniors, Guo Jing's achievement was to get Huang Rong, and Linghu Chong and Yang Kang's achievements were good at samurai skills, but they will always have to eat in the future. At that time, there was a very talented female writer in the overseas Ryukyu Islands. When I was a child, the teacher asked her what your ideal was. The writer said that my ideal is to be a garbage picker. I can enjoy the sunshine and fresh air while looking at the garbage. No good left behind.The teacher was furious, saying that you have no ideals, go home and rewrite!Later, the female writer resubmitted the manuscript and said that I wanted to be a peddler.The teacher felt that this ideal was still possible, and it was much better than picking up trash.So I asked the little female writer why you want to be a hawker. The female writer said that I think the advantage of being a hawker is that you can enjoy the fresh sunshine and air, and by the way, see if there are any good things left by others in the garbage dump next to the stall. . According to the point of view of the Western Regions, this attitude towards life is called cynicism, and it is also profound, romantic and detached.However, Bianda's top talents haven't reached such a state of calmness after all. They are still thinking about entering a large international company in the future and spending tens of millions of business in it, or winning the "Carrot Award" to contribute to the knowledge of Song Dynasty. Molecule let out a breath of bad breath in his chest. The door outside the corridor squeaked, followed by the sound of slight footsteps. "Listen... someone!" Linghu Chong suddenly jumped up and lowered his voice.Guo Jing and Yang Kang also raised their ears. Dormitory 303 is located in a small branched corridor on the 28th floor. There are only four dormitories in total. During the summer vacation, there are only a few dozen people in the building. There are only 303 and three of them in this small corridor, and the rest of the dormitories are empty.But at two or three o'clock in the night, there was a sound of footsteps approaching slowly like a cat. "Building chief?" Guo Jing said. "The building chief has gone home early, and the building chief doesn't sleep in the building during the holidays." "Don't be a thief, are you?" Linghu Chong was thoughtful. Usually, the student dormitory is not closed at night, relying on the large number of people, the general thieves dare not come to the door, but when the building is empty during the summer vacation, they start throwing things every now and then.Yang Kang had already lost a Walkman and an emergency light, and the dozens of CDs that Linghu Chong had piled up on his computer suddenly disappeared. According to Guo Jing, he also lost a pair of underwear... "He must have come to steal the boss's underwear," Linghu Chong said. "Whoever stole your panties may be." "Forgive him for not dare," Linghu Chong laughed, "I haven't washed for many days!" "Take the guy!" Yang Kang jumped down like a cat, and picked up the broom.Guo Jing nodded, picked up the dustpan.Linghu Chong searched around for a while, then went to the upper bunk and took down Yang Kang's iron dumbbells for muscle training. "Damn it!" Yang Kang suppressed his voice, "Aren't you too cruel?" Linghu Chong thought for a while, put the dumbbell back, took out a spoon full of oil from the soup pot, and weighed it in his hand.Yang Kang stared at the spoon for a while, then went back to the bed and touched the dumbbell to stuff it for Linghu Chong: "Forget it, let's use this one. How can we drink soup later when the spoon is dirty?" With the light of the alcohol stove, the lights were not turned on at first, but now there is silence in the dormitory, except for the creaking sound of the broken window with three glass panes being blown by the wind.If it weren't for the courage of the people, it would be a bit scary.The three men were leaning against the door with their dick, and heard the thief outside seem to be touching the door of each dormitory, and slipped over quietly. "Leave him some room!" Yang Kang said. "Damn, you're right! I knew you, fourth child, are the most inhuman," Linghu Chong was overjoyed, and quietly unlocked the door to hide the door, waiting for the little thief to get his hands on the door and a fierce one came in, and the three brothers came up together A heroic story. Linghu Chong didn't know Guo Jing and Yang Kang very well, anyway, he had never really hit anyone in high school.If it weren't for this, it wouldn't be possible to punch Guo Jinglun at the beginning of school, and the blood would not disappear after five minutes of fisting.The first time you hit someone, it's quite memorable. Sure enough, the thief touched the door of 303, and his hands seemed to have long nails, rustling on the door.The three of them were nervous for a while, thinking that the other party brought a guy.But it was too late to think about it, the people outside rushed in as soon as the door was pushed open.Yang Kang was the quickest. He tripped the man with a sweeping sweep of the long broom. Guo Jing's 170 catties body immediately pressed him on top of him. Without thinking, he took the plastic dustpan and knocked him down.With a scream of "Oops", Linghu Chong swung the dumbbells and went up, determined to deliver a fatal blow.But at any rate, he was still human, and Smear reached out to explore, planning to find a fleshy place like the butt to attack. But the first thing Linghu Chong touched was the head, he grabbed the clump of hair, looked at it by the fire of the alcohol stove, and suddenly said, oh, don't you be a nester? "Fuck, who in the nest doesn't have the right password?" Yang Kang said. "It sounds a bit like the fifth child," Guo Jing said. "Let me tell you why a dandruff head looks so familiar." Linghu rushed up to turn on the light, and saw Duan Yu carrying big bags and holding a handful of bean curd sticks on Guo Jing's crotch, his face full of desolation. Four people changed beside the soup pot.Guo Jing helped Duan Yu pat the ashes off his body, Linghu Chong and Yang Kang rubbed their hands together, laughing nonstop. "It's not our fault, you thought it was a thief," Yang Kang said, "You didn't call when you came back?" Duan Yu wept bitterly: "I finally bought the bus ticket, how can I have time to make a phone call? I didn't arrive until after nine o'clock at night, and I was hacked by a taxi on the way, which almost took me to Baoding Mansion. I'm catching the last bus I just came here." "You didn't match the password in the middle of the night, why rub a stick of yuba on the door?" Duan Yu was even more aggrieved, and said: "Didn't Old Linghu say to bring some bean curd sticks from home to make blunt soup? I'm afraid it might break and I have no place to put it, so I carry it all the way." The brothers wanted tears to fill their eyes, immediately poured the yuba bubbles that Duan Yu brought back into the soup, and then collected the sausages and hawthorns in his bag, and threw them all into the pot.A pot of thick soup became more and more exciting. Everyone opened beer, each scooped up a piece of rabbit and chewed, and suddenly forgot about the carrot award and the future meal problem. Anyway, the rabbit can carry it for another four or five hours if it is full, and the moon is clear and the wind is clear. Who is asking for trouble?