Chapter 612 College Life

After the class meeting, Zhang Ke and Du Fei walked out of the classroom. When they heard Lu Tian calling them from behind, they turned around and saw that there were only student cadres left in the classroom. Lu Tian stood with Chen Xiao and talked, and asked, "What's the matter?"

"Director Wei asked me to talk to you two..." Lu Tian came over again and said.

"Oh..." Zhang Ke responded and walked out of the classroom together. It was the time for self-study next night. People came and went in the IC building. Seeing that Lu Tian was not in a hurry to say anything, Zhang Ke and Du Fei went downstairs with him.

After walking a while after leaving the I-Bank, Lu Tian thought about it for a while before saying, "...Director Wei said that our class, the family background of the three of us is relatively special. I think the three of us can set a good example. I have also heard that you cannot participate in military training. I want to ask you to help me prepare the military training briefing for freshmen. What do you think?"

"Oh, okay." Zhang Ke nodded. This should be what Wei Dongqiang meant. Dongda University can count eight credits for military training. This is probably a way to give each other a step. Zhang Ke agreed immediately. As the military training began, more and more freshmen could not participate in military training due to physical reasons or other factors. In other words, more and more students were responsible for military training briefings to the hospital office - this would be a very easy job.

"I also want to follow the military training. Director Xi will teach you how to prepare a military training briefing. You will report to her tomorrow morning at the last year's office."

"Oh," Zhang Ke couldn't help but whistle easily. In addition to dormitory hygiene, military training briefings are also very important. This management model has huge traditional inertia. Although everyone knows that there are many disadvantages, no educator in China has promoted the reform of university education management. Of course, Zhang Ke will not be too idle to have this leisure. I thought that maybe the only ones who can catch the new teacher who came to do the briefing. Otherwise, it would be hard to imagine that Xi Ruolin would pick them as assistants. But tomorrow morning, I will go to the airport to see Tang Jing and the others off. Zhang Ke frowned slightly and said in embarrassment, "We may have to ask for a leave tomorrow morning. Do you have Xi Ruolin's dormitory phone number there? I'll tell her about this later..."

"Yihe 415..." Dongda University's dormitory phone number had a certain connection with the dormitory. Lu Tian thought for a while and told Zhang Ke Xi Ruolin's dormitory number, "2701415, then you can ask for leave from Director Xi yourself."

Since Lu Tian took the initiative to say that the family background of the three of them was quite special in 1997, Du Fei asked him: "What do you do at home?"

"Uh," Lu Tian responded again, but said lightly, "My father is also a government staff member..."

"Ah..." Du Fei waited for a while but didn't see Lu Tian say anything else. He looked at him in surprise, and then said to Zhang Ke, "Ah, I seem to have something forgotten in the classroom."

Zhang Ke said, "I will accompany you back to get it..." The two of them left Lu Tian again without saying a word, turned around and walked from another fork to the graduate apartment.

"This guy is too unauthentic," Du Fei complained. "Who did he think he was, 'My father is also a government worker'," he said with Lu Tianyou's tone, "It seems like he is afraid that we will cling to his family. If this kid is really a low-key person, don't let Cui Guoheng take him to the dormitory," asked Zhang Ke, "Does this kind of person want to be a bitch and set up a archway?"

"His mentality is immature," Zhang Ke smiled, "If he wants to pretend, let him pretend, just pay less attention to him."

Although Xi Ruolin was either cold or ignored them at the military training mobilization meeting for freshmen, she had to tell her about the matter of taking leave tomorrow. Zhang Ke called. Xi Ruolin had just returned to the dormitory from outside and got a call from the dormitory classmate. A delicate and charming voice came from the microphone: "I know you called me at this time?"

"Uh..." Zhang Ke was stunned for a moment and thought to himself: Could Xi Ruolin be the kind of charming woman who looks cold and frosty on the outside but has a volcano in her heart? But there is no reason to fall in love with her at first glance.

"It's been a few days since I remembered to call me?" I could hear Xi Ruolin walking into the aisle to bring the dormitory door, and her voice became softer.

"Uh..." Zhang Ke was sure that Xi Ruolin had misunderstood, and vaguely heard her classmate in the dormitory just handing her the phone number to her, saying "Your one", which may be the call between Xi Ruolin and someone who is waiting for someone.

"Why, why don't you talk? I thought you wouldn't pay attention to me again, haha, you still can't help calling me first, right?"

Zhang Ke hung up the phone without hesitation without saying a word. The injured female beast could not provoke it, and the woman injured in love could not provoke it. Anyway, the dormitory phone did not show the call, and the Jianye Post and Telecommunications Bureau did not support the call reply function in 1997, just think it was a wrong call.

Walking back to the second move of the master's senior year, Zhang Ke asked Du Fei to call Xi Ruolin and talk about taking leave tomorrow morning. Seeing Du Fei's frowning and grinning look, Xi Ruolin's voice on the phone must be so cold that it makes people feel that ice slag is drilling into her ears.

Tang Jing and the others flew directly to Hong Kong at 10 o'clock in the morning. Jiang Wei would pick them up directly at Kai Tak Airport, so she would not send anyone to accompany her. Chen Feirong also escaped class and went to the airport to see Tang Jing off.

Zhang Zhixing asked Ma Hailong to drive him back to Xinwu early in the morning; when he came to the airport to see him off, only Zhang Ke, Du Fei and Chen Feirong; Sheng Qing didn't have the time to take time out to see him off, so it would be enough to have Du Fei as a representative.

Speaking of which, Hong Kong and Jianye are only two hours away from Jianye, which is shorter than the time from Jianye to Haizhou, but their psychological feelings are very different. When changing the boarding pass, Tang Jing's eyes turned red. Zhang Ke reached out to wipe her eyelids, and crystal clear tears fell down. When passing through the security check door, he suddenly ran back and hugged Zhang Ke. His cheeks stopped on his chest and listened for 5 seconds before he said with certainty: "So you really can't bear to leave me..."

In another life, the heart will be even more painful, different pain.

Zhang Ke smiled, patted Tang Jing on the shoulder, and signaled that two middle-aged women were standing at the security gate and looking here helplessly.

Tang Jing smiled shyly, pulled Chen Feirong's hand, and then reluctantly walked towards the security door.

Watching them disappear into the boarding passage, Zhang Ke, Du Fei and Chen Feirong turned around and left the hall, drove the car to the boulevard on the east side of the airport, and through the barbed wire, you could clearly see the rise and fall of each plane.

The cloudy weather is after all, it is autumn. Without the toxic sun, the weather will be cooler. Zhang Ke put his arm on the car window and watched the Dragon Airlines plane move on the runway, accelerating and pulling up. It feels like he jumping into the air almost against the barbed wire on the southwest side, getting smaller and smaller in his vision, and eventually disappearing outside the faint white clouds.

After driving the car back to the second move of the master's senior, he threw it there. Chen Feirong had an orange-yellow bicycle at the school. He rode over in the morning and parked in the second move of the master's senior. No matter how he looked at it, Chen Feirong's bicycle didn't look like he could withstand the weight of three people.

Zhang Ke remembered that bicycles were indispensable to saving foot strength in Dongda.

Chen Feirong pushed the bicycle and accompanied Zhang Ke and Du Fei back to school. She had lunch at the teaching staff canteen at noon. The small stir-fry in the teaching staff canteen was indeed good. Before Xuefu Lane was actually built, the teaching staff canteen was still a place that she could trust for a long time.

Passing in front of the girls' dormitory building, it was surprising that the eight balloons were tied to the barbed wire mesh on the side of the basketball court. The handwriting was a bit diluted, but it was still obvious. Chen Feirong smiled and said, "If you buy a few balloons every time you go to the Confucius Temple, it won't take long to cover the barbed wire mesh..."

At this time, people were coming and going, and Zhang Ke didn't have the courage to run over and open the balloon. He waved to Chen Feirong, watched her return to the dormitory, and then walked to the graduate building with Du Fei.

"Uh, I've really started my college life," Zhang Ke stretched, stood in front of the tennis court, grabbing the wire fence on the side of the tennis court, and saw two girls playing tennis in shorts. Although they were not the kind of tennis skirt with flying skirts that exposed underwear, their thighs were not fair enough. They were the thighs of young girls. Zhang Ke held a can of Coke and watched the people running and receiving serving on the tennis court, wondering if it might be possible to invite Sun Jingmeng to play tennis. He remembered another thing, turned his head and said to Du Fei, "Do you have any plans to spend four years here?"

"Plan," Du Fei pondered slightly. This was probably not an easy topic. "I went to Hong Kong with you and was greatly impacted. I didn't find anything I couldn't do before, and I didn't find anything I could do at this time..."

"Haha," Zhang Ke smiled. It seemed that Du Fei had already realized that he was in a wall collision period. He was confused about seeing that the mountains were not mountains. He said, "There is something, I want to tell you..."

"What's up?"

"I think you should give up the shares in Shenzhen. Of course, whether to give up or not depends on you."

At the beginning, Sheng Qing and the others were engaged in pirated disc makers, and Du Fei followed suit to gain knowledge. The so-called people who see each other have a share, and he also said that he would take the share of the stock. In the past two years, Sheng Qing and the others have drawn at least 200 million yuan in net profit from the pirated industry chain and invested in Century Jinhu. The part that he verbally promised to Du Fei was naturally very huge. Zhang Ke hoped that Du Fei would forget this matter more good for him.

"Uh, I didn't know the world was so strong before, and I might think I should have that right. At this time, I realized that it was not what I should have," Du Fei smiled and reached out to hold his hand. "My old man didn't give much instructions, so he told me that he shouldn't have reached out if he wasn't his own thing..."

"Haha," Zhang Ke patted Du Fei on the shoulder. It would be best if Du Fei thought so. He saw a man and a woman walking in from the north of the tennis court. The woman looked white and tender and tender, and she looked quite attractive. She looked over there and said to Du Fei, "Anyway, you can do whatever you want here, I will support you..."

"We also need to make a business plan?" Du Fei asked with a smile.

"It's okay to have it, it's okay to not have it. I'll raise you privately," Zhang Ke said with a smile. "Not everyone uses writing a business plan as the starting point of starting a business. Of course, having a plan will definitely help."

"Then I may not be able to do anything big..."

"That happens, my future losses may be less." Zhang Ke smiled and pushed Du Fei's shoulder. "But then again, I am planning to sponsor an entrepreneurial plan competition in the name of Jinhu. Maybe pilot projects will be conducted from universities in Jianye City. Zhao Peng is promoting considerable work... Of course, this entrepreneurial plan competition has nothing to do with how you want to do it; even if you participate, you will not be allowed to participate as a contestant, otherwise, it would be too unfair to others."

"Then how should I participate?" Du Fei asked Zhang Ke.

"Don't ask me this question, you can think about it yourself..."

After hearing what Zhang Ke said irresponsible, Du Fei was depressed.

Tang Jing and the others arrived at Hong Kong Kai Tak Airport at 1:00 in the afternoon. There were many people there to greet them. The phone was very lively. When they heard Tang Jing's delicate and clear voice, they suddenly felt relieved when they didn't know what was hanging in their hearts.

When the lunch break passed, the freshmen had to line up in front of the dormitory to prepare to go to the playground to get fucked. Seeing Wei Dongqiang, Xi Ruolin and others standing in the corridor of the dormitory building to see the situation of gathering. Zhang Ke and Du Fei did not say hello, so they went into the dormitory building and ran to the grade office on the third floor. They opened the door and saw Xie Zijia sitting inside.

Xie Zijia stared at Zhang Ke and the others in surprise for a while before saying, "The two bastards Xi Ruolin mentioned are you two?"

"Did she say that?" Zhang Ke sat in front of the window and looked downstairs. Xi Ruolin stood in front of the corridor and looked down from here. Mei Xiao was inserted into her smooth forehead and could see her chest being pushed up. It seemed that she was more than 36D. Hearing the tone of the phone last night, it seemed that she was thrown by a man just now.

The grade office is located at the top of the third floor of the dormitory building, slightly larger than the ordinary dormitory. There are two desks in the south window, and a computer is placed against the east wall. When they came in, Xie Zijia held his head with his head in front of the sky, and placed a laptop in front of her desk, which must have been carried by her; there is also a grade activity room next door, and the so-called briefing should be made in the activity room next door.

Du Fei saw that the computer against the wall was turned on and exiting the screensaver. The minesweeping game was halfway through, so he continued to play it.

"Uh," Xie Zijia's slender and white arms were placed on the desk, and his whole body leaned over and looked at Zhang Ke, "We will be classmates in the future?"

"Well, that's right." Zhang Ke thought to himself that there was no grudge with this girl, and he didn't know what she was going to say.

"The Thai baht exchange rate will fall further, but there is no big hunting opportunity on the Thai baht. Will it be H or Taiwan in the next wave? Generally speaking, if you can't enter its domestic financial market, which country has the greatest confidence in hunting in the international foreign exchange market?"

"Ah?" Zhang Ke blinked, but he didn't expect that this girl would ask this question as soon as she met. Everyone said that this girl was a freak, and it seemed that she was pretending to be true at all. Du Fei sat aside and listened and his hands shook, and he had to reopen the plate after stepping on the mine. Zhang Ke just pretended to be stupid, "I don't understand."

"I refuse to say it," Xie Zijia hummed, but his voice softened again, "It's not okay to just discuss it?"

"I don't understand, how do you discuss it? What are you talking about?" Zhang Ke spread his hands, and most people could not see the flaws of confusion on his face, and asked Xie Zijia again, "Why are you sitting here without having to participate in military training?"

"Just allow you to get Melnis syndrome?"

It seems that Xie Zijia had already known enough from Xi Ruolin in the morning, and I wonder if she had sold herself clean.

Zhang Ke saw the queue downstairs moving towards the playground and reminded Du Fei. Du Fei immediately withdrew from the game and stood at the window to look at the school magazine on his desk.

In addition to academic journals, Donghai University has also published two school magazines, one is the newspaper of Donghai University, which is officially published to the public with full-time staff, and the other is the Youth League, which is an internal distribution of students organized by the school Youth League Committee. In addition, there are various journals and departmental journals.

Wei Dongqiang and the others walked in. Except for Wei Dongqiang, the other three director assistants were still senior students. Wei Dongqiang took a notebook from his desk and was going to the hospital for a meeting. As soon as he walked to the door, the pager at his waist rang. He obviously hesitated for a moment, but he stood at the door and took the pager from his waist and looked at it. He put the pager back, walked back and picked up the phone on the desk. He stopped there on the button with his fingers falling.

Zhang Ke felt strange. Should he call or not, or was he worried that there were too many people in the office to make this call? Unexpectedly, Wei Dongqiang hesitated for a while and took out the pager to look through it, but his body blocked Zhang Ke's gaze. Zhang Ke only saw Xie Zijia accidentally send a teasing look, and understood: It turned out that Wei Dongqiang didn't remember the phone number, but he didn't want Zhang Ke to see his pager.

Zhang Ke stood behind Wei Dongqiang and smiled slightly. Even if Wei Dongqiang grabbed the pager and only showed a corner, he could know that this pager was just an early product of Lianxin, without Hanxian, and it was no longer sold on the market. Where did Wei Dongqiang buy second-hand goods?

Some things that others don’t mind, but they just mind them themselves.

Wei Dongqiang called and left. Except for Xi Ruolin, the other two directors and assistants also had to go to class.

Xi Ruolin must have known how cold and frosty look was. It was of no use to Zhang Ke and Du Fei. However, by nature, she had no way to find a way to get down, and her eyes were still not good. She asked Zhang Ke: "Who of you can write calligraphy?"

"I know a little bit." Zhang Ke said. Du Fei wrote better than him, mainly because his mother, who was a high school teacher, forced him to write big characters since she was a child and persisted until high school. Zhang Ke also practiced it when she was a child, but she left it behind very early. In college, one of the most popular skills in the student union is to write big characters posters. Zhang Ke said he had no problem dealing with big characters posters.

"That's good," Xi Ruolin's face relaxed for a moment. "There are a few posters here to help you write. After writing them, I will take you to the poster wall on the canteen to post them. Your main task here in the future is to assist in the publicity work of grades, formulate military training briefing boards, and review daily military training experiences, pick some good articles to make them on the briefing board or submit them to the school TV station, school radio station, school newspaper..."

There is another strange tradition in the military training of freshmen at Dongda University, that is, freshmen must submit a military training experience of no less than 500 words every day. In this item alone, there were 5,000 undergraduate freshmen in Dongda University in 1997. After the military training around, at least 120,000 to 30,000 waste paper was generated.

Zhang Ke was not opposed to writing posters, just pretending that it was practicing calligraphy in summer afternoons to cultivate one's body and cultivate one's character.

In the activity room where doors and windows are opened, Qingfeng and Xufeng were copied onto the poster according to the manuscript given to him by Xi Ruolin. He knew that the words on the manuscript were written by Xi Ruolin, but he did not forget to say: "Who wrote this word? It's so ugly."

Xi Ruolin wanted to remain calm, but she couldn't help but blushed. She took the teacup and pretended to go to the office next door to pour water, leaving the space that made her embarrassed.

Xie Zijia looked at Zhang Ke as if he was looking at a monster: "Why are you sure she wrote it?"

"Why are you sure I didn't accidentally say the wrong thing just now?" Zhang Ke asked Xie Zijia.

"I don't want to say that I'm going to do it." Xie Zijia could only say this, and she lowered her head and wrote her poster.

Xie Zijia also regarded this place as a shelter to escape military training. Following Zhang Ke, Du Fei and others slowly wrote the poster. After writing it, they also picked out the words of whom and commented on it. Then they went to the office next door to find Xi Ruolin to take them out to find a place to post.

The sky became clear again in the afternoon. Compared with the freshmen who were walking repeatedly in the playground with the scorching poisonous sun in the 35-degree high temperature, Zhang Ke and his family were much more nourishing. After posting the poster, Zhang Ke did not mean to go back to the grade with Xi Ruolin, and said to her directly: "We still have a lot of things like tennis rackets. If you have something to do in the grade, you can just call Du Fei's mobile phone, and we will leave first..." He took out a pen and wrote a string of numbers on the corner of the poster he had just posted, tore it off and handed it to Xi Ruolin, "Do you want to play tennis together later?"

Considering that no matter how severe his tone was, it only made him fall into a more awkward situation, Xi Ruolin simply said nothing, and carried a paste bucket back to the grade with Xie Zijia with a cold face.

Zhang Ke really wanted to go to the outside of the school with Du Fei to buy a mountain bike. In addition to tennis rackets, there were many pieces of things to buy. When he returned to school, he heard that Xiao Chunming had a heatstroke and fell on the playground on the first day. He ran to the school hospital and saw him lying on the hospital bed with water. Except for his pale face, there was nothing wrong with him. Zhang Ke patted his shoulder and asked him, "Didn't it intentionally?"

"How is it possible? I'm still raising a bag on the head of the soil."

"The first day of heatstroke is better than the heatstroke at the end of the military training. You won't have to insist on participating in the military training, right?"

"My ideological awareness is not that high, otherwise my head would be covered by Bai Qi?"
To be continued...