: Glasses and Ukulahlwa!

Standing in front of the 305 dormitory, Li Zheng took a deep breath.
In fact, strictly speaking, this is not called a dormitory.
It's a college.
The internal structure is also more like a guest house.
From what I have learned before, the feeling here is very international, and the compelling style is very high. It seems that ordinary dialogues are mixed between Chinese and English, and the feeling of literary and artistic elegance.
Li Zheng is actually very afraid of this.
Regarding growth, environment, and compulsion, he is more inclined to grow with "roots".
Just like the relationship between a tree and water and soil, you can absorb nutrients little by little during growth, and develop branches and leaves on the premise of a solid backbone, and become what you want to be.
On the other hand, he was very afraid of suddenly entering that kind of tall environment, which was full of large layouts and high vision, open and closed all cases, and offer day and night.
It feels like a dandelion dancing in the wind, climbing a tall tree inexplicably.
High is high, but there is no root and no source.
Then assimilated into it, turned into a tall label, and no longer knew where I came from.
simply put.
It can be pretended.
But don't install the western template.
Of course... if your academic ability is greater than 1500, just do whatever you want...
After all, you can do whatever you want with good study. This is the first rule of the school.
Li Zheng had brewed enough before he opened the door of the dormitory.
Then there was a stare.
It's a hall!
There is a hall here!
Although it is very small, the dining table and sofa can be set up after all, probably like a private room in a board game bar.
Of course, it is also very suitable for team study.
As soon as Li Zheng entered the hall and closed the door, half of his body came out in the back room.
It was a man with a messy and slightly curly hairstyle.
The face is deep and sophisticated, the eyes are unruly and disdainful, and the thick and savage beard is actually just right.
Li Zheng just glanced at it and felt...
The temperament of a leader!
Is the temperament of a leader!
At the moment when he met the man, Li Zheng even had the illusion of entering the Cuban guerrilla camp.
But the man just sat on a chair with a cigarette in his mouth, kicked on the side of the table with his legs, and looked up at Li Zheng from a dangerous angle for a moment, then frowned slightly, leaned forward and grabbed the strange cigarette box from the table. , Threw it out casually.
Li Zheng caught it in panic, and then shook his head weakly.
The man felt disappointed, and shook his head, leaned forward and squeezed out the cigarette butt: "Okay, I will go to the balcony to smoke later."
After that, he curled up his legs, hugged him on a chair in a strange posture, and played the mouse and keyboard at the computer screen.
"Still not free." The man sighed, "Why there is no smoking dormitory."
Only then did Li Zheng pull the box into the back room.
The dormitory has two bedrooms, this is just one of them.
The room is about a rectangle, with two single beds leaning on either side of the long side, two sets of desks, one by the door and the other by the window. The wood-colored furniture is very new and simple, just like the one just bought from IKEA.
This configuration is supposed to be the treatment only for graduate students and above, and it can be regarded as not in vain for the accommodation fee of the early one thousand this semester.
just……
Leader, what are you doing, leader!
Li Zheng stared at the colorful screen in front of the man, only to see that this should be an ancient turn-based game, much rougher than the game Liu Xin and the others played.
"Why?" The man glanced back and smiled. "The children now don't even know "Dream Back to the West"?"
"Isn't "Dream to the West" a mobile game?" Li Zhengmumu asked.
"Everything is a mobile phone, and now children know mobile phones." The man turned off the game dumbly, got up in his slippers, pursed his mouth and sighed, "I haven't played for a year. After playing for two days at night, I realized that I don’t need it anymore...This is also a kind of freedom."
After talking, he habitually took a cigarette and stretched out his right hand at Li Zheng.
"Butcher."
Li Zheng was shocked, his entire arm trembled.
"Tututu...but what?"
"Yes, it's the two words you think of. My grandfather took it. He suffered a lot." The man scratched his beard and smiled. "The county asked me to change it when I was in college for the first time. I asked them Go ask my grandfather."
Only then did Li Zheng tremble and shake hands: "My grandfather's anger should be gone now, right?"
"It's gone early, it's been more than 20 years." After Tu Yikou shook his hand, he subconsciously wanted to light a cigarette, picked up the lighter to react, then put it down again, took the cigarette and asked, "How do you call it?"
"Li Zheng, it's so beautiful." Li Zheng raised his hand and said politely, "It's okay, smoke. I rarely stay in the dormitory. Don't smoke when you sleep at night."
"Come on, let's go out for a while." Tu Yikou slapped the leader's hair and asked with a smile on his face, "Looking at you, this is your first time in college, right?"
Li Zheng was taken aback and looked back at the door of the dormitory nervously.
Is this a detention center? Also brought the second into the palace?
"So..." Li Zheng swallowed and asked, "Isn't it the first time Brother Tu?"
"Ashamed, it's the third time." Tu Yikou smiled deeply, then subconsciously picked up the cigarette, a little uncomfortable, "Shall we go to the balcony to talk?"
"Brother Tu, please."
Came to the open balcony, lit a cigarette, and looked at the female dormitory building opposite.
The leader's temperament of the massacre has grown stronger.
"University, not free."
"The first time I went to Jinghua, I was dismissed as a sophomore. I said I would take credits in the second half of my senior year, but they wouldn't let it."
"I went back to the college entrance examination, changed my taste, and went to the Department of Philosophy of Renda University. I thought the people who engaged in this would be more free. As a result, they were dissuaded from the freshman year. The counselor said Renda was a place to train cadres. People will corrupt the team."
"This is the third time. I did a little research and chose the freest major in the freest school. Absolute freedom is already absurd. Try to pursue relative freedom."
Li Zheng was shocked again and again.
In a few words, I have passed this series of ecstasy years. Big Brother is really open-minded.
Li Zheng hurriedly coughed his throat and said, "Brother Tu, my brother has a word, I don't know whether to ask."
"Just ask what you want."
"Brother Tu Guigeng?"
"25."
"That's okay..." Li Zheng hurriedly covered his chest, "I always feel that you are almost forty. There is an illusion of communicating with elders."
"It's okay." Tu Yikou sneered his head. "I've grown up like this when I was 15 years old. When transfer students meet me, I call my teacher. I went to the restaurant today and the little girl told me that the teacher is good."
"This is normal, you may indeed be a teacher now." Li Zheng then asked, "Then take the liberty to ask, I was persuaded to leave before because of too much dismissal?"
"Well, let's just say that..." Tu Yikou said, scratching his beard. "Although I have been to university for three years, I still don't know what the university classroom looks like."
Li Zheng is in awe.
Master.
This is a real master.
Logically speaking, a monster like Tu Yi Kou was supposed to be a black hole of academic ability, but it was the opposite of Li Zheng.
however……
【Tu Yikou】
【Academic Ability: 1009】
This is a middle school academic ability in Yingpei.
The key point is that he didn't attend a class, and he probably didn't turn the book much.
In this case, she has accumulated such academic power purely based on the spiritual energy of heaven and earth.
This terrifying physique can no longer find his place in the standard learning rank.
probably.
This is learning demon.
Tu Yikou looked at Li Zheng and laughed: "My former classmates don't wait to see me, I think you are quite excited."
"How do you say it." Li Zheng stood with his hands and looked at the sheets drying in the girls' dormitory. "I used to think that people like you were wasting our country's education funds and should give the opportunity to those who need it more."
"Yes, that's what the counselor of Renda said." Tu Yikou hummed and nodded.
"But now, I think things are more mathematical. Think about it. Since the education system has given you three opportunities to enter top universities, that can only show one thing." Li Zheng nodded sideways, "You have investment. Value, although only 1% of the hope can be achieved, it can bring a 1000% return on investment."
The massacre was taken aback when he heard the words.
"This is the first time I have been evaluated by mathematics expectations..." he said, and leaned back on the balcony, staring at the interior of the female dormitory, his face deep, "Yes, math is free."
After speaking, he turned his head again: "What is your name?"
"Li Zheng."
"Okay, remember this time." Tu Yikou immediately pointed to the bedroom. "You can use my computer. I have a number for everything I want to play. They are all top-notch. By the way, I have been a professional player for three months. I played LPL. A substitute..."
"Thank you, but I rarely play games."
"You can imagine how boring you are." Tu Yikou shook his head, looking at the cigarette in his hand and sighed, "Hi, I'm more boring, why would I play games and smoke if I am not boring enough."
Li Zheng smiled lightly and said, "Speaking of boring, I have a good way to solve problems."
"Have sex?" Tu Yikou said this very quickly, as if it were an autonomic reaction.
"No..." Li Zheng said with full accent, and Mou Zu said, "It's learning."
"?" Tu Yi Kou was stunned.
Although he has had many classmates, he has never met such a classmate.
"Learning enriches me." Li Zheng said and patted Tu Yikou. "When Brother Tu wants to study, he can cooperate with me. I look forward to it."
"How did you do it..." Tu Yi Kou swallowed blankly, "I haven't been so sincere in looking for someone to play games..."
"There is no way. When you meet people who study well, you just become sincere."
As he was talking, the second bedroom next to him stuck out a spectacle.
Li Zheng saw too much of his glasses.
But this one is very different.
It's a very smooth, pure sniper, like the one of Yixiu, and the shape of the head is very accented, and it looks like the one of Yixiu.
Glasses are also very pure glasses, without any styling considerations, they are the purest glasses, so pure that you will forget the person and only see the glasses.
Buntou of the glasses and Li Zheng looked at each other, and then hurriedly retracted.
Li Zheng read countless mirrors and has never seen such an impressive one.
Can this still make him slip?
"Huh? Classmate." Li Zheng hurriedly rushed to the second bedroom door along the balcony.
I saw my glasses, pretending to study in front of the desk by the window, and I was very nervous.
What's even more amazing is that on the other side of the bed, a long-haired man wearing a vest and full of muscles is standing upside down with one arm, like a floating mop.
What the is this!
The eldest brother who was standing on one arm naturally saw Li Zheng, so he kept his inverted position and nodded upward without moving.
"Mo Nian."
This voice is very magnetic, because the male's smell is so serious that people can't hear what he is saying.
Li Zheng also froze for a long time before realizing that he was introducing himself and Mo Nian was his name.
"Li Zheng." Li Zheng also nodded.
"There are still 73 seconds." Mo Nian remained motionless, as if he didn't even move his mouth.
"No hurry..." Li Zheng then turned to the glasses at the table again.
The glasses were also looking at him, but after realizing that he was being looked at, he immediately retracted and went back to study, pretending to be studying.
Li Zheng had to take the initiative to ask: "How do you call this man?"
Glasses study nervously.
"friend?"
The glasses are more tense.
"Yes, I'm asking you, brother glasses."
At this point, the glasses paused, and they squeezed up the glasses, squeezing out two words with a heavy accent: "Similar bacteria (three beeps)..."
"It's Yang Jun." Tu Yikou pushed Li Zheng into the house with a smile, and casually jumped on the small glasses table like the detention center brother, patted the small glasses on the shoulder and laughed, "This little brother is not easy. When I came out of a super poor county, the counselor told me that he used to spend four or five hours climbing the mountains in his previous school. Anyway, the current situation is like a primitive African tribe entering New York, a bit cramped."
Tu Yikou said to Li Zheng: "Don't mind, people didn't mean to look down on you. They were nervous and shy with a little low self-esteem. I used to have classmates like this. I have adapted to them in a few months. They are the most simple and good people. ..."
Tuyi Kou said, and lowered his head sadly: "Oh...I took someone to play the game... and the game was worse than me... I don't know if that little brother graduated..."
The little glasses shrank when they heard it, and sweat oozes out of fear.
Li Zheng really stared at it.
In this era, the college entrance examination is very hard for educational resources.
Although everyone knows this is a problem and is working hard to change it, it is still a reality.
Because of this, it is even more commendable to be able to pass the exam from a super poor county and get into a top university.
However, the books and information that can be accessed are probably limited, and Yang Jun's academic ability is only 184.
It is also conceivable that he can enter Ji Da with such a low academic ability, and he probably knows nothing about the world except for the college entrance examination, and even a word with college students is unavoidable.
Conversely, thinking that being able to break through such a barren environment is like a young seedling breaking out of a rock.
This tenacious character, I am afraid that I can change jobs to learn magic.
Li Zheng stopped thinking about it, leaning over and asking directly: "Have you chosen a course?"
Yang Jun froze for a moment, then shook his head blankly.
"Then come to me to choose together?" Li Zheng pointed to the next door, "A dormitory, let's discuss it."
Yang Jun was taken aback again, and then weakly swallowed and spit, "Brother, thank you brother... I'll just go through this question?"
"Anytime, I will put the computer on the table in a while."
Yang Jun smirked and scratched his head: "I'm alone...not good at..."
"Then I will teach you when you finish the question."
"Thank you brother!" Yang Jun was overjoyed at first, and then his eyes were red, and he wiped a hand, then stopped talking, and suddenly solved the problem.
"Brother, you... um... exquisite enough." Tu Yikou had to pursed his mouth and nodded.
He has been here for so long, and he never thought that Yang Jun had no computer or smart phone. He probably wouldn’t dare to bother the counselor because of his stubbornness. It’s easy for others to choose courses, but for Yang Jun, I’m afraid of being suffocated. This burden has been holding back for a long time.
As for Li Zheng, he didn't know why he thought of this immediately.
Maybe people who have a girlfriend will naturally become gentle.
On the other side, without a sound, Mo Nian, the long-haired man, completed the landing with Jiujitsu.
With a flick of his hair, beads of sweat spread all over the floor, and his hairstyle looked more like a mop.
As for Mo Nian himself, the complexion is brown and black, but the skin looks smooth. If it weren't for the normal face of a northern man, he might be recognized as a Venezuelan student.
After picking up the towel and wiping the sweat, Mo Nian poured a cup of cool white, and walked over while drinking, looked at the bed sheets in the female dormitory building opposite, closed his eyes and raised his head for a while, and said quietly, "Smell carefully—it is the smell of blood. ."
"Hahaha." Tu Yikou laughed and jumped off the table and patted Li Zheng, "This is a great god, I can't talk anyway, you try to come."
After that, he took up a cigarette and went back to the balcony.
"It will kill the olfactory cells." Mo Nian raised his hand, delivered a cup of healthy cold white boil to him, clicked his nose and said, "As the senses become numb, you will need more stimulation."
"Thank you, Brother Nian, I'm a layman." Tu Yikou took a sip from the thermos, and then returned to Mo Nian's arms and went to the balcony to light his cigarette.
Mo Nian was not disappointed or angry. He just turned to Li Zheng and frowned again. After he stopped talking, he took Liang Bai and opened it back to his table.
This Nima is very uncomfortable.
"Brother Mo, if you have any words, you might as well speak directly..." Li Zheng chased him.
"Things that have no solution, you can't say anything."
"It's too uncomfortable, just say it..."
Mo Nian immediately put down the cup and looked at Li Zheng with some worry: "You are in an intermediate state of sexual depression and sexual release. What I said is useless, go and experience it."
"??" Li Zheng said in surprise, "Big...Master?"
"It's just a comprehensive analysis." Mo Nian squeezed his face lightly, "His face is a manifestation of endocrine data. You should be close to female, but you haven't made it."
"Wait..." Li Zheng raised his hand in a daze, pondering hard and said, "Master...I have to digest these words..."
Behind him, Yang Jun in front of the desk also turned around nervously: "Brother... show me too?"
Mo Nian looked at Yang Jun and nodded: "You are just a purely sexual depression, get used to it earlier and exercise more."
Yang Jun's eyes reddened again, wiped a handful, and continued to bow his head angrily.
Mo Nian looked back at the troubled Li Zheng and said calmly: "You can coordinate through Ukulahlwa practice. The one-armed headstand meditation I just had was part of the practice."
"Wu...Wu..." Li Zheng worked hard, "Wukulahawa?"
"It's Ukulahlwa." Mo Nian nodded his forehead, "a kind of soul practice, I don't want to rise to the religious level."
"Which genre is this...?"
"The genre I created the day before yesterday."
"..." Li Zheng looked at him tangledly, this person was far more difficult to understand than the leader.
【Mo Nian】
【Academic Ability: 1133】
Is this... a delusion?
Mo Nian didn't care about this, he only pulled a rubber band, his hair, took off the sweat-soaked white vest, and opened the closet.
Wow!
There are at least 20 vests piled inside!
After putting on a clean white vest that was exactly the same, Mo Nian put on the phone on the table and asked Li Zheng, "Eating together?"
"I'll be late, and I have to choose classes with Yang Jun."
"Tu?" Mo Nian asked outside.
"Walk." Tu Yikou pinched the cigarette butt, and clamored with Mo Nian all the way out of the dormitory.
All went out, the voice is still clear.
"It's the smell of tar...you are killing my cells again."
"The cells are worthless, and there will be more."
"Cells are part of human ecology, they are free individuals."
"No, it's not free, it's hard to say anything else, the cell must not be free."
"Cells have relative freedom in the body environment."
"Then cancer cells are absolutely free?"
"To some extent..."
"Don't don't don't, I can't talk about creatures about you, I can't lose freedom, no one knows freedom better than me..."
"Then you took a philosophy course?"
"No, I am philosophy."
"Ukulahlwa is."
"Yes, so is Ukulahlwa."
"Well, argument and settlement, what shall we eat?"
"Eat something free..."
The two voices drifted away.
Suddenly there was a weird feeling of CP.
Li Zheng shook his head vigorously.
Behind him came the sound of clapping a pen.
"Brother, I'm finished." Yang Jun stood up straight, holding the metal pen case that had been worn to the point of no pattern and said, "That...is there a Mandarin class?"
Li Zheng shook his head and smiled and greeted him, hugging Yang Jun to the balcony.
"Let's find out."
This dormitory... these old brothers...
Not only did it not disappoint.
It's just a group of treasure boys.
It's strange.
But I, Li Zheng, is not a monster in the eyes of others?
just……
What exactly is the intermediate state of depression and release?
Bo...but not?
If it is not to say, the current self does have this kind of anxiety about advancing and not retreating...
Or, try Ukulahlwa?