At this point, Song Baojun did not continue to listen and quickly walked into the dormitory.

Tan Qingkai was playing three-person poker with Ma Guodong and Deng Yanlin. Guo Jun was lying on the bed playing with his mobile phone.

Song Baojun was a little surprised. Deng Yanlin had always been Long Ya's follower and had a deep conflict with him. Even Tan Qingkai was hated by them. How could he come here to play cards now? Moreover, the three of them shouted loudly, and the atmosphere was very warm.

Tan Qingkai's face was red with his eyebrows and his face was red. There were a pile of messy change and coins in front of him, while the other two were empty and there were sporadic banknotes. Obviously, Tan Qingkai was in a hot state and had always maintained a situation of winning more than losing less. No wonder he didn't even play "World of Devils and Beasts".

Seeing him entering the door, he looked up and called Jun Brother, then lowered his head again and immersed in the fun of the game.

Song Baojun was not very gambled and was not interested in playing cards. He shook his head and climbed onto his own bed. He found a copy of "Wenxin Diaolong's Vernacular Annotation Edition" and read it slowly. This book is also one of the extracurricular books in the Chinese Department. Song Baojun has read it no more than twice since he bought it.

In today's Internet age, everyone has a smartphone and WIFI is spread all over the campus. No matter what books, movies, comics, and materials can be found on their phones. Everyone is restless and never has the days of studying all night. Song Baojun was the same. He played with his phone without surfing the Internet. He flipped around the screen and didn't know what he was reading. The more he read, the more empty he felt.

After his personality awakening, his mind began to settle down. He picked up the paper book and read it carefully. After a while, he gradually became involved and no longer paid attention to the things around him.

The three people were having fun fighting with Landlords, and Deng Yanlin shouted: "What's the point of always playing one or two pieces? If you want to play, play big! Starting from a game of twenty pieces, there are two pieces left in each card. Do you dare?"

Tan Qingkai was so popular that he smiled and said, "You dared it, what's wrong with me? Don't lose so much that I cry."

Ma Guodong said hesitantly: "It can be said that when you are young, you can be said to be entertainment. If you play too much and are discovered by the school, you will be gambling together. Isn't that good?"

Tan Qingkai advised him instead: "What are you afraid of? I'll lend it to you if I don't have enough money. Why? Are you afraid of losing?"

"Just fight! I, Ma Guodong, have never been afraid of anyone."

Tan Qingkai did not notice a smile that was unconcealed by Deng Yanlin's mouth, and began to shuffle the cards with great enthusiasm. After dealing the cards, he called the landlord, which was another good hand! He first took 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8, 9, 10 consecutive cards, and then played 5, 6, and 7 consecutive cards.

The three of them went back and forth, and Tan Qingkai only had one J left in his hand. After reporting the order, he looked at Deng Yanlin and Ma Guodong with a lot of cards to calculate the money.

Unexpectedly, the cards that Deng Yanlin and Ma Guodong were all pairs of cards, and they fell down one pair after another. Until the end of the game, Tan Qingkai could not lose the J in his hand, so he naturally lost. Fortunately, he only lost twenty-two yuan, which was nothing.

It was just a temporary mistake. Tan Qingkai shuffled and handed over the cards again, and snatched the landlord again.

However, this time his luck seemed to have ended and he lost very thoroughly. He only had two cards in his hand, and he lost 38 yuan in total.

Tan Qingkai has been smooth sailing since the start of the game. After losing such a game or two, he was reluctant to accept it. He yelled to continue to reshuffle the cards.

I don’t know how long it took, but a thick book "Wenxin Diaolong Plain Language Annotation Edition" covered the head and face and was sleeping in a daze, Song Baojun was awakened by Tan Qingkai.

"Brother Jun, wake up, Brother Jun, wake up." Tan Qingkai stood on his lower bunk with red eyes.

When Song Baojun saw that the surroundings had become extremely quiet, and the classmates who liked to visit everywhere at night disappeared. The headlights of the dormitory were turned off and a dim little light was lit in the middle. Deng Yanlin and Ma Guodong sat next to each other with a very pleasant look. After looking through the phone, it was already midnight. He couldn't help but ask in a hoarse voice: "You are still playing so late? Don't have to go to class tomorrow?"

"Don't worry!" Tan Qingkai said: "Can you lend me some money?"

The drowsy Song Baojun didn't think much about it, took out a thousand Chinese coins and handed them over: "Is it enough?"

"It should be enough. Brother Jun, don't worry, I'll pay you back soon tomorrow morning."

...

When Song Baojun got up in the morning, he didn't see Tan Qingkai. The bed was empty and there were cigarette butts on the table. The battle was probably extremely tragic one night last night.

The course is Teacher Jiang's "Appreciation of Ancient Chinese Poetry", which was named as usual before class. Song Baojun glanced at the classroom and found that no one came to class. This is not in line with the actual situation. Someone actually skipped the class in Teacher Jiang's class?

When Jiang Yihui called Tan Qingkai's name, Song Baojun cleared his throat and asked instead to answer.

Maybe someone in the middle of the class responded: "Come!" But it was not Tan Qingkai's voice. In a hurry, Song Baojun did not know who that person was, and why Tan Qingkai, who was so popular, named him.

In the previous class, Jiang Yihui gave a special lecture on how sad the pipa girl was, which made people sympathize. Unexpectedly, she was hit hard by Song Baojun and couldn't finish the class. She was greatly embarrassed. This time, Teacher Jiang prepared very well. Which famous poem was she appreciating? Du Zimei's "The Beauty Walk".

The whole poem uses most of the space to describe beauty, and only the last four sentences reveal ugliness. The external beauty forms a strong contrast with the inner ugliness. The more fully written external beauty, the more powerful the irony is.

Teacher Jiang said happily that what he said was very normal, and he did not say anything about his anti-trend arguments sympathized with Yang Guifei, nor did he ask Song Baojun questions.

After class, Song Baojun hesitated for a few minutes and decided to ask Ye Jingchun to explain the misunderstanding that day. When he looked back, Ye Jingchun, not far behind him, also looked at him. His eyes were as clear as autumn water, and his mouth was filled with smiles. He was so beautiful that he was so beautiful.

Song Baojun thought, could this be the legendary "I have a little bit of harmony"? He had prepared a whole ten sets of words in his heart, and was about to greet him with a smile, but suddenly a sentence came from behind: "Hey, Song Baojun, are you free?" It was Xi Caiwei who was talking, smiling sweetly, and she seemed to have a hint of nervousness.
Chapter completed!