Chapter 136 Batman and the Joker
People change. For example, the sunny and cheerful Sakura-chan recently changed his online name to "Depressed and depressed Sakura-chan". Because he said that writing a thesis was too mentally taxing, and now he is no longer bright and cheerful, nor smart and witty, and all he has left is sedimentation.
Poets have also changed. Not only did she become a poet of eternal sin, but her hair also changed from pink to green. She said it would make her look brighter and healthier.
Everyone said that health is indeed very healthy, but if you want sunshine, it is best to add some bright yellow to it, so that it will look more like a sunflower.
The poet got angry and scolded everyone.
The poet’s hair is not all green like willow branches, hers is green with highlights. In the middle of a large piece of silver hair, a few hints of unspeakable green swayed in it, very flamboyant.
In addition, she also drives a Mercedes-Benz E-Class, which is even more flamboyant. It's no wonder that she attracts boys to openly hold a confession meeting downstairs.
However, no matter how public it is, if she pulls Wang Zixu’s arm and runs away in full public view, it will cause a public uproar. When the poet dragged Wang Zixu away, there was a noise behind him, as if he had been bombed.
A boy stumbled out of the crowd, shouting at the back of the two of them:
"Don't you even have the patience to say a word to me? Du Kezhu, you have no heart!"
He raised his eyes and looked into the distance, but only saw the backs of a man and a woman walking in the wind, their legs and feet quickly leaving afterimages. They turned around the corner and disappeared, leaving only half of the yellow leaves spinning in the wind.
The boy blushed and said: "Du Kezhu, I like you! No matter what you do, I want you to know that I like you! I just want to tell you this!"
Next A boy next to him reached out and patted him on the shoulder: "Stop shouting. If you keep shouting, you will call Batman."
Someone next to him asked curiously: "Why is Batman coming?"
“Because I think he looks like a clown.”
Another boy suddenly discovered the blind spot and put his hands on his hips:
“That’s not right, He Yang Yuxiao, what are you doing? You brought someone here to abduct Du Kezhu? "What on earth do you want to do?"
This sudden accusation caught the three girls off guard, but the crowd onlookers suddenly became angry and supported the brother's righteous speech.
Girls with long eyelashes are dizzy.
“I didn’t bring him here!”
“Why didn’t you bring him here? You brought him here, everyone saw it!”
“Yes, yes, we all saw it!” Everyone agreed. The eyes of the masses are sharp.
He Yang Yuxiao felt wronged and quickly explained: "We did bring him here, but we didn't bring him here to steal the bride, we just helped him lead the way!"
A girl was filled with indignation: "Okay, the leading party! There is no leading party. Responsibility? A higher penalty for leading the way! "
"We are leading the way, but not the one leading the way!" Another girl came over and asked curiously: "Who is that person from?"
The busty girl in polka-dot clothes said: "That person is not from our school. He came to register. We don't know him."
Everyone was shocked, and he was still a member of society.
“Are you sure you are from outside the school and have not been deceived? How could Du Kezhu drag that person away if he doesn’t know him? We all saw it with our own eyes!”
The students spoke excitedly Lie, all three girls felt that their heads were big. The girl with long eyelashes stretched out her hand and said in a leadership manner: "Everyone, calm down and don't be impatient. We don't know the situation at the moment. Why Du Kezhu left with that person is currently under investigation."
There was another explosion downstairs in the dormitory. The three girls were talking all over the place and explained what had just happened over and over again. I wonder if they had cleared up any misunderstanding.
But no matter what, the boy’s confession failed after all. After half a year, he realized the true meaning of "confession is not a horn of charge, but a bell of victory." Of course, that was a later story. Now he was being hugged by everyone to drink.
As the crowd dispersed, the incident spread quickly on the NTU campus, and seven or eight versions were quickly circulated.
…
Wang Zixu and the poet walked out for nearly 800 meters before the poet asked: "Why are you here?"
Wang Zixu said: "I still want to ask you."
"I go to school here."
"I also want to go to school here."
Wang Zixu thought that he would study for graduate school at Nanjing University in the future, and there would definitely be no shortage of opportunities to see her, so he simply explained that he wanted to study here for graduate school.
The poet blinked, his dark eyes staring at him firmly: "Does the little prince still need to go to school?"
"Learning is a lifelong matter , and don’t mention that name here.”
The poet’s face changed, and then he said seriously: “Don’t mention the name of the eternal sin poet here.”
"I didn't mention it, didn't you mention it yourself?"
"I know. I just wanted to say this once, I think it sounds cool."
In the past, the poet was among those weirdos, and it didn't seem that strange. Now Wang Zixu discovered that she was actually no worse than the mechanical fire-breathing Godzilla.
Wang Zixu asked: "What do you want to do by dragging me here?"
The poet pointed in front of him with his finger: "I saw it upstairs You, just take advantage of it. They have been blocking me down there all morning. I am starving."
Wang Zixu followed her hand and found a canteen ahead.
"You saw me when I just arrived?"
"Actually, I saw you when you and my three roommates walked across that road together. I have been waiting upstairs to see when that person would leave."
Wang Zixu wondered: "Those three are your roommates?"
The poet sighed quietly: "Yes, they are my roommates who did the project together but did not take me with them."
Zixu felt that there was a profound story in it, but he did not intend to ask.
“Do you often get confessions of love?”
“Not often, maybe once or twice a month.”
"..."
Once or twice a month, she has broken through the category of the most popular girls Wang Zixu has ever seen and entered the field of Feng Ao astronomy. But will Feng Aotian be trapped upstairs by someone who confesses his love and be so hungry that his stomach hurts?
The poet noticed his suspicion and explained: "Not all of them are so grand, most of them just hand over a note, send a message on the phone or something like that. I refuse those kind of confessions that are not serious. Just reject it, no one will say anything, but in today’s situation, after you reject someone, you will be talked about behind your back for a long time. ” Wang Zixu said: “I don’t really understand. ”
"That boy is from the student union and is very popular. You have to give a reason when you reject someone when you go downstairs, right? If you are too perfunctory, they will think you are disrespectful. If you are too solemn, others will think you are too pretentious. In short, it will be very troublesome."
Wang Zi nodded in understanding. But he couldn't empathize. It turns out that girls of this age would worry about such boring things, and Wang Zixu felt that he was old. Lost the sense of youth.
The two of them walked on the path covered with yellow leaves. The sun shines through the branches and leaves from time to time, pierces the eyes, and then quickly hides behind the leaves. The smell of hibiscus and cut grass hung in the air.
The poet said: "The original plan was that I would drag you away. When people asked afterward, I would just say that I was taking the little prince to visit our campus. Then everyone would be speechless."
The prince looked livid: "No..."
"You can't mention that name here, right? I know." The poet flipped his hair nonchalantly. , "So it was the original plan. Now I have to think of another excuse to explain why I dragged a strange man away."
Wang Zixu asked: "What is the difference?"
The poet stared in surprise: "Does this need to be said?"
Wang Zixu was puzzled.
The poet said: "You are a little prince, a literary pioneer, a cultural legend, a boy idol, and a girl killer. Even if I don't know you at NTU, I am embarrassed to say hello to others. As long as I say that I am with you, who dares to have any opinions? Maybe no one will dare to confess to me in the future."
The prince opened his mouth weakly and stood still.
The poet also stood still, stared at him and said seriously: "This is Nanjing University, the base camp of the little prince. If there are only three hundred square kilometers of land in the world that will support the little prince, it is definitely here. Why do you think I skipped school for 20 days and went to a small city hundreds of kilometers away to live with a group of big men? Of course it was because of the name of the little prince."
At this moment, the two of them passed by a group of boys who were arguing fiercely, and one of the words struck their ears particularly dazzlingly: "The little prince said..."
The poet looked at him and shrugged, his expression seemed to say, you see.
Wang Zixu was silent for a while, and the poet added: "Actually, my three roommates still talk about the little prince every day. I don't know how they would feel if they knew that they had walked with you for so long."
Wang Zixu raised his head and looked at the sky: "Okay. Thomas Pynchon doesn't know, but he knows about the little prince."
The poet said: "Looking at your expression, you don't know? I thought you chose NTU because you knew this."
Wang Zixu said: "No one has ever told me before you that I have such a strong... charm at Nanda."
"This is not charm, this is fame." The poet said, "Welcome back to planet B-612, Your Highness, the little prince."
The wind suddenly picked up, and the blades rolled and made a rustling sound. The poet used a gorgeous tone, expecting Wang Zixu to give a handsome reaction. As a result, after looking up at the sky for a few seconds, Wang Zixu lowered his head and asked:
"Do you know where Chongwen Tower is?"
The poet pointed with his finger: "If you want to go to Chongwen Building, you can go to the dormitory building in front and then walk forward, turn right and then left, or take the path on the left through the woods, turn right and then left... Forget it, there is no straight road in Nanda. You will definitely get lost if you try to find the way by yourself. How about I take you there when you are hungry?" She was already hungry, so Wang Zixu was naturally embarrassed to trouble her and declined humbly. But the poet seemed determined to let him accept the favor, and took him to Chongwen Tower while his stomach growled. Wang Zixu repeatedly declined, and finally decided to wait for the poet to have breakfast. As a result, the poet left and returned. The cafeteria no longer provided breakfast, so she could only lead the way hungry.
The two of them chatted and walked side by side on the road. They passed many students from Nanjing University along the way, and people looked at them from time to time.
Wang Zixu deliberately dressed more solemnly today, with a suit jacket on his upper body and new leather shoes on his feet. Although he was quite stylish, it did not fit in with the campus style. Walking with a girl with ice muscles and jade bones beside him was a bit unseemly, not to mention that she was still a celebrity in the school.
Wang Zixu said: "You talk more than before."
"Do you hate it?"
After a pause, Wang Zixu said again: "People are more lively than before."
This is also a statement of fact. What Wang Zixu wants to say is that the image of the poet is different. If she were at the base of the Wenyan Club, she would chew gum coldly, sneer, and say nothing, but now she has a warm smile and her face is still powdery.
“Of course, I am a normal student in school. Before, in the base, there were too many strangers around, so I had to be more vigilant. Now I can relax a little.”
Hearing this, Wang Zixu felt a little apologetic. From the poet's perspective - she is 1.65 meters tall - the base is surrounded by a bunch of big men, including not only strong men lifting irons, but also wretched otakus, a fire-breathing mechanical Tyrannosaurus rex, and a girl killer - that is, Wang Zixu himself. Of course she should be more vigilant.
After finishing speaking, the poet turned around and asked: "What image did I have in your mind before?"
Wang Zixu said: "Relatively cold."
The poet chuckled. Very happy.
Fortunately, they did not run into the group of people who had just confessed their love, and they arrived at Chongwen Tower without any danger.
It is said that this is one of the oldest buildings in Nanda University. It is square and square like a matchbox building. Looking inside is an indoor basketball court on the first floor. There is a white sign at the door that says "Entrance to Graduate Registration Point."
The poet only glanced inside, then turned around and said: "I won't go in, Lu Qingxuan is inside."
"Who?"
"You only need to know that she is a young lady from a rich family who knows nothing about anything."
Wang Zixu was confused when he heard this. A boy came out and looked around. He ran over and said:
"Du Kezhu, Lu Qingxuan lets you in."
The poet rolled his eyes at the boy, ignored him, and walked away.
Wang Zixu sighed, this is the right attitude.
The boy touched his head, felt a little embarrassed towards Wang Zixu, and whispered: "Are you and Du Kezhu together? Lu Qingxuan will ask later, can you explain?"
Wang Zixu patted him on the shoulder and said that people can be used as tools by others, but they must not use themselves as tools.
Then he walked into Chongwen Building with the boy’s dull eyes.
The basketball court on the first floor is divided into two by several large cardboard boxes. Outside are people queuing up, and inside are the staff responsible for graduate student registration - they are called staff, but in fact they are college students who have been called to help. They are mainly members of the student union, a natural free labor force. Wang Zixu has done this job before, so he knows it.
Walking into the room, there was a pretty girl sitting in the middle, with black hair like clouds. She was wearing a letmoe jacket on her upper body and a pleated skirt on her lower body paired with slightly translucent and thick black pantyhose from Balenciaga. She had a cold look on her face and eyes.
"Where is Du Kezhu? Didn't Du Kezhu come?"
The girl stared at Wang Zixu, who shook his head. The girl stretched out her hand and said: "Then you come in first and review yours first."
(End of this chapter)