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Chapter 6 Brother, what do you want to ask?

Xu Shi's face was not very good. When Zhou Shuning returned to the dormitory, she was pulled by Ye Dongdong to show concern.

"Hey, what did your uncle tell you?"

"Nothing, just a little family matter."

"Did something happen at home? Are you looking so bad?"

Zhou Shuning raised her usual smile and said, "It's okay, it's cold."

"Is that really your uncle?" Xun Ji suddenly said, "He looks nothing like him."

"The table."

Zhou Shuning was taken advantage of and had to help explain, feeling extremely helpless.After hastily dealing with it, she sent a WeChat message to Hu Yao and asked her if she would come to school in the afternoon. Then she turned on the computer and pulled three reviews from Baidu documents. After passing ctrlF and ctrlH, she considered that she had written it, and packaged it and sent it to the big boss's work. Mail.

Done!

Zhou Shuning stretched out with satisfaction.

Hu Yao just happened to reply to her. She had been ill these past few days and asked for sick leave.

"Shu Ning, do you have classes in the afternoon?" At this time, Ye Dongdong suddenly appeared behind her.

Zhou Shuning pulled up the memo and took a look at it, "There is a section of medieval history. What's wrong?"

"My mom just gave me a hotel buffet redemption coupon, let's go use it tonight."

"You go ahead, I have something to do tonight."

"Okay, something happened again." Ye Dongdong showed his usual helplessness and turned to Xun Ji, who was preparing to go to class, "You're not okay, are you?"

"Yes, something happened." Xun Ji nodded while sending a WeChat message.

"You two... don't know what you are busy with every day. Nine times out of ten I asked you but you are still unavailable." Ye Dongdong complained and sighed, "Forget it, for the sake of going out with me this time, I won't force you. Got it!"

Zhou Shuning laughed, "I'm sorry!"

Ye Dongdong is cheerful and generous, and doesn't take anything personally. Zhou Shuning admires her character, but also avoids further development of friendship.

There is a difference between them after all, and there is no good in getting along too deeply emotionally.Mortal life and death are parting, and it is enough for one person to experience the painful feeling...

His eyes met Xun Ji's inadvertently. Zhou Shuning smiled slightly at her, but the other party pointed at the phone and motioned for her to look at it.

【What happened tonight? 】

Perhaps considering Ye Dongdong's feelings, Xun Ji asked her via WeChat instead.

Zhou Shuning did not hide anything: [Hu Yao is sick and is going to visit him]

Xun Ji: [When did the relationship between you two become so good? 】

Zhou Shuning: [We are all roommates. I will also visit you when you are sick~]

Xun Ji: [Bah, you want to touch me! 】

After making a few jokes, Zhou Shuning put down her phone with a smile and sorted out her books and notes.

……

"At that time, you just lost one leg. Where is Zi Ling? The love he gave up for you!...

In the afternoon public class, Zhou Shuning held her book upright, burying her head behind her notes and playing with her mobile phone.Suddenly she came across a funny video, and she couldn't hold it back and burst into laughter.

At this moment, the old professor who was talking endlessly on the podium suddenly cast his eyes over——

"This classmate, is my lecture funny?"

Feeling the sudden silence in the atmosphere, Zhou Shuning raised her head and met the old professor's eyes. She immediately stuffed her phone into her sleeves with a blank expression, "Are you asking me?"

The old professor motioned for her to stand up, "Yes, it's you. Continue the topic I just talked about and tell me what you think."

topic?What topic?
——I’m already in college, but it’s annoying to still do this routine of answering questions by name!
Zhou Shuning's mouth twitched, but at this moment, she heard a deliberately lowered voice next to her say: "From the Sixteen Kingdoms to the Northern Dynasties period..." She repeated without thinking, "From the Sixteen Kingdoms to the Northern Dynasties period..." !”

"Chinese epitaph materials unearthed from various places show..."

"Chinese epitaph materials unearthed from various places show that!"

“The Jigook totem on the Sogdians originates from the worship of nature…”

"What kind of totem does the Sogdian people have?" Zhou Shuning did not hear this sentence clearly.

"Jigou Totem!" The one who answered her was the glaring old professor on the podium.He glanced helplessly at the person next to her and said to her, "Okay, sit down. If you don't want to study, don't delay other students!"

Zhou Shuning was not embarrassed when being criticized in public and sat back as if nothing had happened.

Then she remembered the person who tried to help her cheat just now. When she turned her head and looked around, she realized that the person was actually Han Zeyao.

The boy was sitting next to her, leaning on the back of the chair and spinning his pen. His eyebrows were slightly solemn, as if he was listening carefully, but the notebook he opened was blank.

Noticing her gaze, Han Zeyao turned his head and nodded gently to her.

Zhou Shuning raised her eyebrows and murmured in her heart - Isn't this male god Ye Dongdong from the Department of Medicine?What does it mean to come here to listen to history?
However, this question was answered after the bell rang.

Zhou Shuning stood up holding her textbook, and suddenly heard the boy next to her ask, "Are you Ye Dongdong's roommate?"

When Zhou Shuning heard Ye Dongdong's name, her first reaction was, wow!Spring has arrived for this girl, and her boyfriend is also paying attention to her!

However, just as she was about to nod, the other party continued to ask slowly, "...That should also be Xun Ji's roommate, right?"

"..."

Zhou Shuning was confused, "Brother, what exactly do you want to ask?"

Han Zeyao said, "A friend of mine... wants to know if Xun Ji has a boyfriend?"

Zhou Shuning suddenly understood and said without thinking, "I don't know. You'd better ask her yourself."

"Can I get her WeChat account?" With that said, Han Zeyao opened the WeChat QR code, "Add me first, and then push her business card to me..."

Seeing that he looked unnatural and unnecessary, how could Zhou Shuning not guess his little thoughts?
I'm afraid the friend he talks about is himself.

But the WeChat account of the school official is useless if you don’t add it.

Zhou Shuning didn't expose him, so she scanned his QR code and said to him, "I'll give you her business card, but I don't know if she will add her."

Hearing this, Han Zeyao smiled at her and said, "Okay, thank you."

The handsome and elegant boy had a gentle and elegant smile, which was a bit good-looking. Zhou Shuning smiled back and left.

There is no one in the dormitory.Xun Ji had a full class in the afternoon, while Ye Dongdong went out to have fun in school.

After mentioning Han Zeyao's matter to Xun Ji, Zhou Shuning called Hu Yao and explained her intention to visit her.

Hu Yao was flattered by this and said no, several times, but couldn't resist Zhou Shuning's thick-skinned... ah no, enthusiasm. I couldn't resist her enthusiasm, so she finally sent her home address.

The cold winter night was biting, but it felt good not to be bound by a spiritual ring. I didn't have to be on call all the time, and I finally felt a little free.

Zhou Shuning trotted to the subway station.

When passing the overpass, I saw a scrawny old man in ragged clothes sitting on the open ground playing the erhu.

There was a gust of wind. The old man had a stooped chest and back. He was wearing a torn cotton jacket. His exposed skin was red from the cold, but his hands were steady and he could play the erhu very well.

Unfortunately, the weather was too cold and almost no passers-by stopped to stop.

There is a begging bowl at the old man's feet.There were a few scattered banknotes inside.Next to it is a payment code.

Everyone has his or her own sufferings.But for some reason, this scene at this moment reminded Zhou Shuning of herself.

Before she was taken in by the Department of Spiritual Incarceration, she had done some acting in order to survive, worked as a beggar and as a refugee. She once thought that the world would never be better.

(End of this chapter)