Chapter 30: 30 How do you hold a grudge?

U of A Master's and Doctoral Programs - Physics Section

Guo Men are so strong, I love Guo Men, they're all schoolboys.

1L (don't want to get up): This academic conference Guo Men sent four papers, I listen to them all quite interesting, next time Guo Men fly solo, organize a division of special performance society. Dog head.jpg

2L (high score spray): This division of face value is so high, a hand shot is a personal portrait, the group of people from foreign schools are looking silly. It's just that the reporting style is quite strange.

3L: Agreed. Named Pan Xu, adjectives used in the fly, what beautiful charts, clean data, charming conclusions, cunning innovative points, listen to me in a daze.

4L (Qian Men): Named Ji Xingchuan, reporting all the terminology, speak of the incomprehensible, a "you do not understand that is your problem," the high and cold, only the big brother dared to ask him questions, I'm afraid that I asked him to speak I still do not understand.

5L (Sheng Jiang): Is it not your problem?

6L (cloudy to sunny): Fang Zhiran stands in the odd man out c-seat well, he's afraid we can hear him.

7L (Xu Yang 何处): Okay, okay, stop, my roommate is really quite hard, last night was so nervous that he hammered the bed in the middle of the night, just now I passed by the corridor, I saw that he was so tired that it seemed like he was going to fly out of his mind, but he was also called by Ji Xingchuan to do some work. I'm not sure how much I'm going to be able to do with this, but I'm sure I'll be able to do with it.

8L (with more hair): So pathetic? The last time I saw them going back to the dormitory together in the middle of the night, I thought they were quite sweet. Fang Zhiran's ppt template is not to take Ji Xingchuan's change, the acknowledgement page of the lower right corner of Ji Xingchuan's name has not been deleted hahahahaha, our piece of just now are snickering.

*

In the library, Fang Zhiran's brain is down for five minutes.

From Ji Xingchuan's point of view, the circle waiting to be restarted has been spinning above the boys' heads for a long time, with occasional lags.

[Settling down now?

[You want to live, don't you?

He asked in a "winter" voice.

Got it, circle disappeared, reboot failed, downtime again.

[Wake up.]

"Winter teacher." Fang Zhiran says, "Did you have to pick this shell to enter my dream?"

There were flowers and grass in the dream, so much material, you had to attach yourself to this one, didn't you?

Ji Xingchuan: "?"

Ji Xingchuan: "This is my original shell."

Then he watched as the boy staggered to his feet, picked up one of the extra-thick reference books on his desk, and smashed it over his head.

Ji Xingchuan: "......"

Bludgeoned by the power of knowledge, Fang Zhiran rubbed his head, going from being scared out of his wits to hurting out of his wits.

"Shit, not a dream." He banged down, "That hurt."

[Looking straight at me.]

Fang Zhiran sat upright and looked across the room.

"The meeting is early for you." Ji Xingchuan said, "Don't scare your senior brother Pan and senior sister Gan Wanhe later."

"I was just, maybe just a little epileptic." He said.

Ji Xingchuan kindly picks up, "And now what?"

"I'm going to crack ah." Fang Zhiran said.

I told you to grow as long as you wanted, but you had to pick one that I was afraid of, and it grew to look like a natural enemy.

"It's not scientific." Scientific researcher Fang Zhiran began to struggle.

"Why isn't that scientific?" Winter's teacher's voice asked, "You can be sweet cosplayer Little Snowflakes behind your back, but I can't be a voice actor behind my back?"

Fang Zhiran: "......"

"Anyway, be quiet." Ji Xingchuan said, "We've met many times, you don't need to grab that ticket."

Ji Xingchuan : "If you don't think you've seen enough, I'll add another group meeting for you tomorrow."

"Enough." Fang Zhiran said, "Choke on it."

Ji Xingchuan swept him off his feet, "I'll be going then, I have to go talk to Professor Aiken about something."

Fang Zhiran didn't move, his limbs didn't work well.

[Stands up and walks away.

Ji Xingchuan cuts the "Winter" vocal line for a second.

Fang Zhiran started stiffly and followed Ji Xingchuan out of the library with the same hand and foot.

What to do, still can't believe it.

"My God, Brother." Gan Wanhe, who was waiting at the door, was in a frenzy, "What did you do to Fang Zhiran in there, why is Fang Zhiran stumbling, why are you holding the wall, Fang Zhiran, you're so pathetic, hey ...... "

Fang Zhiran: "?"

Hey?

Why hey?

"Sister Gan Wanhe, collect your imagination." Pan Xu reminded helplessly.

"You don't know shit." Gan Wanhe gave Pan Xu a kick.

"The maintenance union from the physics school will be here later to fix the office door." Ji Xingchuan said, "When the door is fixed, you can go back, tomorrow is vacation, see you on Monday."

"Yeah." Jiang Feng cheers, "Vacation!"

Like a kite, Fang Zhiran was led by Pan Xu and floated all the way back to the office.

"You sit down for a while." Pan Xu said, "I'll be right back."

The repairman had arrived carrying the new door, leaning against it, preparing his tools.

"Open and close the door gently as you go in and out." The maintenance man intoned, "I've been in physics for almost ten years, and this is the first time I've ever had a door fall off, and you guys have pits in the front and back of that door, so you shouldn't have taken a lot of hard knocks in your day."

Fang Zhiran looked at the sky with a weak heart.

The only time he likes to bang on the door is when he goes into his office, and the pit behind the door shouldn't be his doing.

The cell phone screen lit up.

[ Ji Xingchuan ]: Take a picture of the manuscript on the printer for me.

He habitually ignored messages.

Two minutes later, the cell phone screen lit up again.

[@Voice Actor-Winter: Snowflakes, take a picture of the script on the printer for me, pronto.]

Fang Zhiran: "?"

He stood up with a bemused look on his face, moved to the printer, scanned the manuscript on the printer, and passed the scan, which was clearer than the photo, to Ji Xingchuan.

[ Ji Xingchuan ]: Thank you.

[F]:.

Fang Zhiran continued to think about life, and it wasn't long before a new message came on his cell phone.

[@Voice Actor-Winter: Can't even hear my original voice, you fake fan.]

Fang Zhiran: "????"

Hey no, who the hell knew you had a tone like that.

The right hand slowly comes up and tries to slap himself.

I forbid you to speak out against Mr. Winter.

The left hand is up as well, ready to give a right hand to a choke.

I won't allow you to do that to poor little Snowflakes.

The maintenance man was halfway through knocking on the door when the boys at the desk started arm wrestling left and right, winning and losing.

Two minutes later.

Fang Zhiran's WeChat uploaded a new message.

He took a deep breath and tried to deal with the change.

[ Ji Xingchuan ]: You fake fan, you can't even hear my original voice.]

Fang Zhiran: "......"

Ah ah ah ah ah ah Ji Xingchuan He doesn't just climb the dimensional wall, he kicks it with his foot.

The little hammer in the repairman's hand struck faster and faster, clanking and clanking, each blow hitting his rickety subway wall.

[F]: Actually, you don't have to talk twice every day.

[ Ji Xingchuan ]: Huh.

[ Ji Xingchuan ]: Take revenge. :)

Fang Zhiran frowns, Fang Zhiran recalls, Fang Zhiran is stupid.

"Little dudes." The repairman said, "Be careful from now on, I'll fix this door for you ah."

The door is fixed, but I'm broken.

Fang Zhiran wanted to.

"Here's my card, call me if anything breaks in the future." The repairman pulled out a card and handed it to him.

"Uncle, can people be repaired?" Fang Zhiran asked.

Maintenance man: "?"

"Yes." A loud male voice came from the door.

Pan Xu is here with three psycho students.

The three psycho students sat down around Fang Zhiran, their eyes flashing with the ferocity of seeing a sample.

"Take a deep breath." The head psychologist said, "What's wrong?"

Fang Zhiran: "Panic."

"Any other feelings?" Psycho Sang asked.

Fang Zhiran: "Surprise."

"And? Tell me more." The mental student asked, "Think back, what emotions have you experienced today?"

Fang Zhiran : "Great sadness, great joy, great shock."

The three psych students looked at each other, made eye contact, and then nodded together, flipping out Psychology of Perversion.

"Thanks everyone, I'm fine." Fang Zhiran stood up holding his head, "I'm going back to my dormitory, I'll just sleep for the night."

Pan Xu looked around, this office, the recent headache of the number of reachable ducks, is not a little over the limit ah.

*

Fang Zhiran went to the cafeteria to buy two loaves of bread and carried his bag back to the dormitory.

When he opened the door, the key in his hand was a little light and missing something, and he froze for a moment before remembering that his audible keychain and doughnut had been temporarily withheld by Ji Xingchuan.

He picked up his cell phone and tried to ask Ji Xingchuan for it.

No, it's not.

It's not "detained." They should be called "recognized."

After the academic conference, the director and doctoral students will have dinner with foreign students and faculty, and the dean may take the guests on a tour of S. Fang Zhiran estimated that Ji Xingchuan was busy, so I didn't send a message to bother him.

[ Su Jia ]: Little Snowflakes, why don't you say something.

[ Su Jia ]: Don't be sad, this meeting is so hot, will be the moon media will certainly harvest another wave.

[ Su Jia ]: soybeanclenchedfist.jpg, your devotion will surely impress the heavens and will give you the chance to meet your winter teacher!

Giving is giving, giving a little too much.

Fang Zhiran said in mind.

Ji Xingchuan, Ji.

Why didn't he think of that?

It took a ghost to think of it.

When you think about it, it's good to have a winter teacher close by!

No, how did Ji Xingchuan know he liked Mr. Winter.

Fang Zhiran's thoughts drifted uncontrollably forward along the timeline, drifting to the night when Old Money was dragging the church to its death with his mouth hanging open.

Recall replay, viewed by 1.

His vocal clusters, pinched by his Sister until he spoke, and his clear, high quality winter voiceover, startled the entire conference hall.

At that time, everyone thought that Ji Xingchuan, who was implicated by them, was innocent and pitiful.

Now think.

Fang Zhiran: "......"

No, can't think.

Mr. Winter, you were there!

As well as, his cell phone text messages that called Ji Xingchuan out.

Mr. Winter, you're scolding yourself!

And his audible keychain that he kept in his brother's minesweeper.

Mr. Winter, you turned out to be saving yourself?

The speed of his feet was increasing, and Fang Zhiran felt that before long the floorboards might be clawed through.

And last time, he also supported Mr. Winter to open the microphone in the game in a high-profile way, and used Lin Qin's voice to fool a group of people, which made Mr. Winter turn into an internet panda, and hang on the top of the list of x-site for 3 days.

Fang Zhiran : "Well ......"

He might not be here to give me a meet and greet, he might be here to kill me.

It's not working, not to be thought about.

Fang Zhiran read a dozen or so English documents, letting knowledge take over his brain, and just after 23:00, he went to bed in a daze.

Sleep on it and you might forget it.

Before he could close his eyes, a message came on his cell phone.

[ Ji Xingchuan ]: finally finished dinner, Dean is excited today and can't stop talking. Soybean wiping sweat.jpg

Fang Zhiran pretends to be asleep.

[ Ji Xingchuan ]: Sleeping?

[ Ji Xingchuan ]: Don't want to put a trash can on my head, do you?

Fang Zhiran: "......"

Ahhhhhhh how much did you see.

The next second, the Twitter message arrived as well.

[@Voice Actor-Winter: the lozenges you recommended worked quite well, thank you for vouching for them with your brother's life].

Fang Zhiran: "......"

This time the meta-wall wobbled and broke, finally shattering.