eurekapd Chapter 183 Don’t cause trouble, don’t be afraid of trouble
Chapter 183 Don’t cause trouble, don’t be afraid of trouble
Chapter 183 Don’t cause trouble, don’t be afraid of trouble
Cheng Xiaohui and the others glanced curiously at Tan Jialiang, who was talking to Shan Fang. To be fair, Tan Jialiang's appearance was quite eye-catching.
"He should be the handsome guy the dormitory aunt mentioned last night..." a little girl said softly.
Cheng Xiaohui nodded, "It must be him. Sister Shan Fang is really amazing. We have only been at school for a few days!"
"Then are we still waiting for her to have breakfast together?"
"No wait, I'm starving..."
The younger ones immediately put this matter behind them, got together laughing and walked quickly to the cafeteria.
Qiu Huoming and Chang Simei made a meal and chose a cooler place near the window. After a while, Ji Songxiang and Zhao Jiamin came over, and the four of them sat down and started eating.
"Jiamin is the literary committee member of our class. Qiu, how about you?" Ji Songxiang asked curiously after taking a sip of porridge.
"I recommended myself as squad leader."
Chang Simei on the side smiled and said, "I am nothing, I can only play basketball, and I am still a substitute."
"Classmate Ji, your family can play Erhu, so you should also be able to play Erhu, right?" Qiu Huoming asked.
Ji Songxiang gave a bitter laugh, "I really don't know how to do it. Our family relies on this to make a living. We are not allowed to touch the guests' belongings. My dad can play the erhu, but he doesn't teach me, saying that playing this will make life miserable..."
Qiu Huoming burst into laughter, "No, the erhu is also a leading player in the National Chinese Orchestra..."
Several people were chatting, Ji Songxiang had sharp eyes, "Why is Sister Shan Fang walking with Tan Jialiang again?"
Zhao Jiamin didn't even raise his head, "Eat quickly, let's go back to the classroom together after eating."
She has always been afraid of trouble. There have been too many troubles since she was a child. She has learned how to avoid them, that is, ignore them.
Ji Songxiang pouted, and Chang Simei said, "Listen to classmate Zhao and ignore him, he is not good."
Ji Songxiang was stunned when he heard this, and the fire of gossip burned brightly, "Isn't he very like that?"
Chang Simei understood instantly, and he nodded solemnly, "There is no definite news. There were a few times when troubles broke out and then calmed down... Anyway, some of us in the dormitory don't like him."
"Have eaten, let's go." Zhao Jiamin was not so enthusiastic about the gossip. After a bowl of porridge, his stomach warmed up and he felt much better.
Qiu Huoming put down the enamel rice bowl in his hand, "I've finished eating too, let's go together."
Chang Simei looked at the half steamed bun in her hand, stuffed it into her mouth, and said vaguely: "Together..."
Ji Songxiang put away her dishes and chopsticks. Seeing his appearance, she suddenly felt that he was even more stupid and was overjoyed for a moment.
Qiu Huoming washed the dishes, put them into his rice bag, and with a thermos bottle in one hand, he parted ways with them at the gate.
Chang Simei followed him to the East 2 dormitory, "Are you still running tomorrow?"
Qiu Huoming nodded, "I usually run except when it's windy or rainy, but they shouldn't run away tomorrow..."
"Okay, then I won't run away either..." Chang Simei gave up very simply.
When we arrived at the East 2 dormitory, Chang Simei left first.
Qiu Huoming returned to the room, put back the thermos bottle, and then walked quickly towards Building 3 with his schoolbag on his back.
He met Chen Xi on the way, "Squad leader, I've been waiting for you for a long time." After saying this, he came over and said, "Let's go."
"Waiting for me specially?"
"If you live in a dormitory, you can't always be left alone." Chen Xi put his hands in his pockets and walked beside him.
"That's interesting." Qiu Huoming slapped him on the shoulder.
Chen Xi bared his teeth and smiled, "I have something to trouble you about. That radio, ahem, can you show it to me again next time when you assemble and disassemble it?"
"No problem, you can dismantle it. Don't lose the spare parts. Anyway, as long as things are not broken, I can restore them."
Chen Xi was overjoyed, "That's enough, buddy."
Qiu Huoming glanced at him, "Is this what you are waiting for me for?"
"All of them, all of them. In our class, I only obey you..." Chen Xi's smile visibly increased.
As soon as I walked out of the green belt, I saw a group of people gathered in front of me. It was noisy, but it didn't look like a fight.
The two of them walked over and found that there was a painting going on here. It was said that a house was going to be built nearby. The group of people doing the test were teachers from the architecture department and a group of freshmen. No wonder they were noisy.
The Department of Architecture is also one of the trump cards of the School of Engineering. These people usually have their eyes above their heads. Qiu Huoming pulled Chen Xi through the crowd quickly. Chen Xi turned his head and looked at it for a few times, and whispered: "There are people in their class." A lot of people are looking at you."
Qiu Huoming was in the limelight this time as the freshman representative.
With his good looks and eloquence, he has become a star among the freshmen on campus.
"Just watch it, your hair won't fall out."
After leaving here, it was Building 4. Qiu Huoming raised his head and took a look. The bright sunlight was shining on the window, and he couldn't see clearly inside.
At the second-floor window of Building 4, Zhao Jiamin was sitting in her seat. Ji Songxiang was standing next to her table. She looked at the group of people downstairs and suddenly said: "I saw Qiu, he is really tall." high……"
Cheng Xiaohui was not far from them. Hearing this, she also took a look and said, "He's very handsome, why isn't he in our class?"
"You can transfer departments. I heard that as long as the department chair agrees..."
Cheng Xiaohui was actually a little moved, "But I don't know anything about radio."
Zhao Jiamin held her chin. She was not feeling well today and was a little unmotivated. She couldn't even cheer up for chatting.
She read books halfway and was self-taught. There was no system for what she learned, but her uncle said she was too smart, but she was too smart to live long, so he asked her to exercise since she was a child...
When she returned to Yangcheng to study in high school, especially in her first year, she was not used to teachers teaching on stage. Later, she finally integrated into the school and left after her second year.
Her college entrance examination scores were quite good. She only studied mathematics because others said she was good at mathematics. She didn't have a clear plan for the future and just took it one step at a time.
She held her chin and listened to their conversation, but her heart moved. She let go of her hand and turned to look at the group of architecture students below. They were laughing and following the instructor, drawing and carrying equipment. .
She took out her exercise book. On the back pages of the exercise book were several houses drawn, which looked like Lingnan style buildings.
She drew those houses based on her memories, where she lived with her parents when she was a child.
After entering college, she no longer had to rely on support from her family. After being taken back to Yangcheng, although her uncle was very kind to her, the feeling of being abandoned when she was young has never gone away.
After her mother passed away in the countryside, she became a homeless grass. She was afraid that her uncle would not want her, so she carried a bucket to the river to wash his clothes at a young age. When she came back, she was beaten severely...
The more she did, the more mistakes she made. She didn't hate her uncle for handing her back to her father. That was what he thought was good for her...
Under her glamorous appearance, there is a lost dog hidden...
Zhao Jiamin had very few happy moments in her life. She looked down at the house in the exercise book, and the happiest moments were all hidden there.
All things that make her happy are like luxuries.
She didn't hate Qiu Huoming. Those scenes with him were probably the times when she laughed the most when she grew up.
Moreover, Qiu Huoming always made her feel that he... seemed... to be her own kind.
"Ding ding ding" the class bell rang.
Everyone quickly got into their places, the teacher walked in quickly, and the first class of the day began...
In the evening, four people from Room 2 of East 202 Dormitory walked to the library.
The library is almost exclusively occupied by old students and there are very few new students. After checking their student ID cards at the gate, Qiu Huoming and his team found several empty seats separately. Qiu Huoming found a three-seat open space connected together. The textbooks are placed on top.
After a while, I saw Zhao Jiamin and Ji Songxiang walking side by side.
Qiu Huoming stood up and waved. Ji Songxiang had good eyesight, and she whispered, "Jiamin, he's there!"
Zhao Jiamin and the other person walked towards Qiu Huoming.
The library was very quiet, with only the sound of moving chairs and turning books. Qiu Huoming pointed to the side and opposite position of himself, and smoothly took back the textbook placed on it.
Ji Songxiang took a quick step forward and sat opposite.
Zhao Jiamin sat beside him.
Several people opened the textbooks and began to read and write homework...
One good thing about this era is that there is not much homework, which can be solved in half an hour.
After a while...
Zhao Jiamin took out his exercise book and started drawing.
Qiu Huoming took out his exercise book and started drawing.
One drew an architectural diagram, and the other drew a circuit diagram.
Ji Songxiang, who was opposite, looked around. She had the illusion that the two people sitting here were so perfect in appearance and behavior.
Qiu Huoming carefully copied the circuit diagram in the radio based on his memory, and marked it one by one with reference to the spare parts symbols in the electrician's book. When he finally finished the sketch, it was almost time to clear the site.
Qiu Huoming looked at his watch and glanced at the picture drawn by Zhao Jiamin.
"Hey!" As soon as he spoke, several people turned to look at him.
He took out his pen and wrote on the back of his exercise book: [This house looks familiar to me. Is it in a park? 】
Zhao Jiamin took his exercise book and wrote at the back following this sentence: [Yes, have you seen it? 】
[Is the owner of this house named Pan? 】
【no……】
Qiu Huoming was stunned. In that house before, everyone said that Lao Pan was the host. Didn't this house belong to him?
[Maybe that’s not the same house? ] Qiu Huoming added a sentence at the end.
【perhaps. 】
[You are so good at painting, why don’t you study architecture or art? 】
[I have the idea of switching to another department...]
Qiu Huoming was about to continue asking when the "ring-ring-ring" clearing bell rang.
There were sounds of chairs being dragged around.
Everyone stood up to clean things. Chen Xi saw Qiu Huoming from a distance. He walked over quickly. When he saw Zhao Jiamin was there, he turned on his toes and was about to walk back, but Qiu Huoming called out and stopped him. "Come back and let's go together."
Qiu Huoming put his arm around Chen Xi's shoulders and introduced to Zhao Jiamin and the others: "My classmate and roommate, Chen Xi."
Chen Xi smiled awkwardly and said: "Hi, everyone..."
"Classmate Ji Songxiang, classmate Zhao Jiamin." Qiu Huoming introduced them by the way.
"I know, I know, didn't we have dinner together in the cafeteria last time?"
"Oh, yes, I recognized you." Ji Songxiang's family is a businessman, and she has not been afraid of dealing with people since she was a child.
Chen Xi smiled slightly, feeling a little arrogant for no reason, "I have recognized you a long time ago."
A few people packed their things and followed the crowd outside.
As soon as I left the library door, I saw a familiar voice outside the door, "Classmate Zhao, I have something to ask you..."
Zhao Jiamin didn't stop and said in a cold voice: "It's too late..."
Qiu Huoming glanced at Tan Jialiang who was standing under the tree and said nothing. If the enemy doesn't move, I won't move.
Tan Jialiang didn't look at him at all, his eyes followed Zhao Jiamin...
Qiu Huoming tightened his hand on Chen Xi's shoulder, and the others continued walking forward as if nothing had happened.
Ji Songxiang muttered in a low voice: "Humph, he actually abandoned Sister Shan Fang, I want to tell her!"
Zhao Jiamin didn't say anything. She hated getting into this so-called "emotional" entanglement.
It was the same in the early years when she was in the first semester of high school. A boy kept stalking her, causing a scene that almost made her suspend her studies.
Fortunately, my uncle found someone and the matter calmed down.
When she was a child, she read ancient history and often felt that those enchanting concubines were annoying and confusing to others. When she grew up, she vaguely felt that something was wrong. She was afraid that some of them were framed simply based on the historian's mouth.
Tan Jialiang's face looked ugly under the tree, but fortunately the light from the street lamp was weak. He put his right hand behind his back back to his chest, looked down at the bouquet of flowers, tossed it gently, stretched out his toes, and twisted it.
If she obeyed him like Shan Fang, he might not be so interested.
But now, as he looked at the backs of their group of people gradually moving away, the corners of his mouth twitched, and a fighting spirit surged in his heart.
This time was probably his first setback as an adult.
He didn't want to have this experience again.
After crushing the bouquet, he turned and left.
Qiu Huoming and Chen Xi walked behind Zhao Jiamin and the others, passing by the East 8 dormitory. They watched them enter the dormitory door, and then they and Chen Xi walked along the path to the East 2 dormitory.
"Is that guy a senior? I saw him helping out at the freshman ceremony last time..." Chen Xi asked when he saw that Zhao Jiamin and the others were no longer there.
"He is from the student union. It is said that he will be elected as the president of the student union this year."
"Then you and him..." Chen Xi suddenly stopped mid-sentence.
What he meant was that it would be very difficult to be kind to him.
"Forget it, I'm on your side anyway. What's wrong with senior? Seniors can't bully people for no reason."
"That's interesting." Qiu Huoming patted his shoulder.
Returning to the dormitory, I found Yang Shijun and Wen Yuanyi inside.
I have already taken a shower and am lying on the bed reading a book and chatting.
"I have been sitting for a day and my back hurts, so I came back noisily." Wen Yuanyi explained: "Brother Shi Jun came back with me."
The half-installed radio was still there on the table. Qiu Huoming walked over quickly. He took out the tools and handed them to Chen Xi, "Here, you can install the rest..."
Chen Ximo eagerly took the tools, and when he sat down, he looked at the spare parts placed in front of him, and suddenly looked up at Qiu Huoming, "I don't know how to..."
Qiu Huoming slapped his head. He didn't dismantle this. He didn't know that the installation position of the spare parts was normal.
"Okay, I'll install it. You can dismantle it again later and you'll know."
He took out the sketch he drew today and put it on the table. The sketch was not complete, but the important parts were all drawn. Chen Xi held the sketch in his hand as a reference.
(Circuit diagram of this radio)
The students returning home late were noisy in the corridor, but dormitory 202 was as quiet as a chicken. Qiu Huoming quickly installed the remaining spare parts.
The other three people in the dormitory were wearing slippers and watching around him. Chen Xi took out a flashlight and shined a light on the areas where he could not see clearly. The more he looked, the more frightened he became. The circuit of this radio was very complicated. One disassembly...
He is probably what teachers often say...a genius.
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