Chapter 2 One Dream Three or Four Years (2)

All kinds of things are sold on the street at the North Gate. I only think that there is a store that sells CDs and posters that is very clever. The money I spent there is enough to make me live well, at least I won’t be as depressed as I am now. .I put posters all over the dormitory, making the dormitory like my home thousands of kilometers away.There are also countless posters on the wall of my room at home. Similarly, the money I spent is enough for two of them to live quite well.It's just that I haven't been able to find the English version poster of "Dancer in the Dark". I found that poster in the male dormitory of Shanghai International Studies University on the National Day. The sage said that "life is the accumulation of ten thousand jokes" is really a shining truth.

But Ah K's interests are much wider than mine.From the latest women's clothing to the meat buns on the roadside, from the hardcover version of CLAMP's "Clover" to rice bowls, she always looks like she saw a dinosaur and shouted "ah, there is this".I'm so overwhelmed. When Ah K and I frequently haunted the disgusting road we were tired of walking around, I always thought of "Angels on the Road".But I don't think the two are connected at all. I'm a boy who doesn't like girls, which is like a terminal illness in college.When it was junior year, the ugliest and most unpopular boy in our class had the opportunity to act as a flower protector—even though his flowers looked like grass to me, I still carried a single shoulder bag in the big garden every day. Shaking around the campus, hands in pockets, shaking his head and whistling.

It's not that I can't sell, on the contrary, there was a group of female graduate students from the Faculty of Liberal Arts who chased after me because they had read some disgusting articles I wrote and my face was not ugly or even good-looking.But I politely declined.My interest in them is only that I am eager to know how some people in this kind of poor school miss graduate students and they are from the Chinese Department. I guess they plan to continue to work as Ph.D. students in the future.The people in the dormitory always advised me to settle down. Sister-brother love is very popular these days. You can see that Feng Feilian is almost turning Hong Kong upside down. Love in the city.I looked at them and said to them that it is better to leave it to you, and then the guy who poked his head from the upper bunk immediately retracted his head and stopped talking, and his movements were as fast as if he would be beheaded if he was slow.Some people say that if you have a girlfriend, you must be dedicated.Let me just say, who doesn't know you, it's not that those graduate students are not as good-looking as your girlfriends, or you people, turning faces is faster than cheating on exams and flipping books.But those female research students grew up really abstract, so I suddenly told them the well-known joke that there are three types of people in the world, men, women, and female bloggers.

But later this joke spread to the Faculty of Arts. As a result, two girls cried, and three girls scolded me for being shameless, and the rest of the girls continued to spread the story.