: Fanwai 9 The story before Fanwai 2 (End)

"For the meat!" Fatty Xin raised his glass.
"In order to be sloppy, free, and casual clothes!" Zheng Qing shouted dimly.
"For the dormitory, for you to return to the collective!" Dylan's wolfishness seemed to gradually become wild.
"For the better of the future, more choices!" Xiao Xiao made a final decision.
"Cheers!"
The four glasses slammed together, splashing a hop.
Three rounds of wine, five flavors of meat.
The young wizards were a bit drunk.
The Fat Cat carefully avoided the young wizard who went crazy in the dormitory. He glanced at his drumsticks with beer foam in disgust, and began to wonder if he was secretly peeing in Fatty Xin's glass.
Anyway, cat urine, horse urine or beer tastes the same.
The fat man didn't notice the malicious expression in Fat Cat's eyes.
Because the drink was a bit high, Zheng Qingzheng grabbed him by the arm and poured bitterness:
"...You know, I'm not good at expressing in public places, and I can't give her a romantic feeling... I feel that I and her are completely in two worlds. Although we are very close, our hearts are far away. Even if we are the same Being happy with a joke did not draw our souls closer."
"...Know, when we sit together, although I will stare at her face intently and be happy with her happiness, I always feel there is an invisible barrier between us. You know, her personality It is very open, her behavior is also very casual, her makeup has always been popular."
"I can't stand it. I tried to respect her habits, try her recipes, imitate her style, but you know, it all failed..."
Thinking of the mushy food and gaseous drinks, Zheng Qing suddenly felt flustered and uncomfortable. The wine glass in his hand slammed on the table, and the whole figure slipped from the chair to the bottom of the table like a bone.
Just like a maggot that can't find food.
Xiao Xiao flipped through the book and used four or five vines to drag the young public-sponsored student out of the table. The vine stood under Zheng Qing's armpits, like two crutches, supporting him not to slide.
"Do you have any plans for the four-year college career?" Xiao Xiao started a new topic, trying to make the atmosphere on the table a little easier.
Zheng Qing dimmed his eyes, turned his head, and asked in a daze: "Career? What's your plan..."
"Stupid!" Fatty Xin grabbed a chicken leg, as if Odin was waving his scepter, a blue meaning flashed across his round face: "The doctor means, do you have any plans or do you have any What idea!"
"Planning..." Zheng Qing shook his groggy head. He felt like he was standing on the edge of a rushing river, with turbulent water at his feet, and he was trying to maintain a conscious balance between reality and chaos. .
Fatty Xin couldn't hold back, raising the chicken legs in his hands, and first said his aspirations: "The plan is to eat all the delicious food all over Jidao! Look for the endless secrets of the Silent Forest! Let the entire wizarding world be mine. Shaking under the feather pen!"
This ambition did not get praise from his companions, but caused a lot of laughter.
"Do you think you are the owner of Sanwei Bookstore or Baicaoyuan?" Dylan's poisonous tongue is as sharp as his fangs: "Only you, want to make the wizarding world tremble under your feather pen? Then I Isn’t it possible to hold the holy grail of the blood race and come to a new world!"
The fat cat squatting on the window sill meowed in agreement.
"Hey, hey, hey, hey." The fat man let out a series of creepy laughs, blue in his cheeks surged, clutching the marinated chicken leg, and biting the fat chicken hard, not as usual. Arguing, instead, he looked at the vampire werewolf classmate and asked, "What about you?"
Dylan was silent for a few seconds.
He held a wine glass in his hand, filled with pink liquid. It was a drink mixed with different drinks and blood, with a thin, frothy gas filled above the liquid.
"Well," he replied slowly after a moment of silence: "My goal is very simple, to become an excellent registered wizard and find a strong coffin... which will allow me to sleep for thousands of years and tens of thousands. A good coffin that will not decay for years."
Xiao Xiao nodded in agreement: "The Silent Forest has the richest types of wood in the wizarding world. You can definitely find the wood you want."
"Fatty eats and Dylan lives. How about you?" Zheng Qing finally followed the rhythm of everyone's chat, and his eyes fell on the doctor.
Xiao Xiao shrugged his shoulders and curled his lips.
"Me?" He seemed indifferent: "After graduation, he married Sima and gave birth to two beautiful children, a boy and a girl..."
"Don't do this, it's not this kind of plan." Fatty Xin waved his hand vigorously, his face full of disgust with dog food: "You talk about your life and your career plan!"
"Life plan? Our family has nothing to pursue, and the trajectory of life has been drawn. As for me, as long as I fill up this notebook for the past four years, it will be up to the standard." Xiao Xiao patted the heavy book on the bed. My black notebook with a tired face.
"It doesn't sound difficult."
Dylan craned his neck and looked at the notebook: "...Your book is only one hundred and eighty pages. You write every day. It shouldn't take a few days."
"Not everything can leave traces in history. And my notebook can only leave traces of history." Xiao Xiao said with a sullen mouth.
"In other words, although you usually write a lot, but you rarely count?"
"It's almost what it means." Xiao Xiao seemed to have no idea what to say, but still tried to explain:
"For example, I wrote a ten-page record today, but at dawn, there may only be one line left in the notebook. This is very common. Take yesterday as an example, I wrote a few thousand words a whole day, but No word was left to me in the notebook. It was blank."
"A blank?!" The fat man repeated in shock, full of pity.
"A blank." Xiao Xiao sighed heavily.
"It's so pitiful." Zheng Qing sighed, thinking of the appearance of the doctor who is struggling with writing and writing, and shook his head.
"Actually, it's not that miserable." Xiao Xiao didn't know what he thought of, and the corner of his mouth tickled, and then looked at Zheng Qing: "...It's your turn. The rest of us have said it."
"Me?" Zheng Qing tilted his head back, looked at the bare ceiling above his head, and looked at the dark mold spots in the corners of the ceiling.
Many pictures appeared in my mind instantly.
The secretive gentleman, the bad-tempered yellow beaver, the rat in clothes, the shadow that ran out of him like a toad, he had children before he got married.
Everything is mixed together ~EbookFREE.me~ Under the stimulation of alcohol and meaty, his passion is gradually brewing:
"I want to be a real man in these four years!"
There was silence in the bedroom.
Everyone was shocked by the ‘great and amazing’ goal of young public-funded students.
For a long time, until the fat cat laughed softly, fell from the window sill, and smashed a few books on the desk onto the floor.
Dr. Xiao Da just coughed.
"This is indeed a very great and realistic goal." He has a serious tone, but his expression is a little distorted: "Reproduction...This is the most original pursuit of living things from the development of ancient times to the present. what!"
As he talked, he couldn't help laughing, Dylan smiled, Fatty Xin laughed, and even Zheng Qing couldn't help laughing.
The little elves who were busy in the dormitory didn't know what everyone was laughing at, so they laughed happily.