Chapter 2: Is faculty still an issue these days when gender isn't even an issue?

Wu Lin was born and raised in this city for nineteen and a half years, and he has never seen such fog in his memory. The dryness of the north, the low humidity of the air, even the rain is less, the fog this kind of gentle mist scenery is basically insulated.

The most beautiful foggy scene he'd ever seen was only in a picture of his parents together when they were young.

Jiangnan water town, drizzling rain, black boat in the ancient town of the waterway slowly, can not tell where is the water, where is the fog.

It was his parents' honeymoon. Wu Lin often thought that it would have been a wonderful journey, so even though it was three years after that before he was born, his name was left in the mist of that far southern town.

The comments underneath the post started out as praise for the photos and the beauty of the scenery, but then somehow turned academic, discussing whether the weather was an anomaly for Shenyang or not, and leading to concerns and anxieties about global climate anomalies.

Eating grilled cold noodles and worrying about the UN - that's how unpretentious their college life is.

It was almost noon when Junchi Li finally came back.

He was tall, long and upright, with healthy wheat-colored skin, and was always mistaken for one of his own by the gymnasium when he walked the school.

Upon entering the door, he first looked over to Yang Xia's side, and then realized that his roommate, whom he hadn't seen for the whole vacation, was looking at himself in a bewildered manner on the upper bunk.

Junchi Li was amused, "Have you just woken up, or are you just getting ready to squint after eating?"

"You see my face is yellow and thin like eating." Yang Xia wiped her face, completely sober, and then thought of something, ambiguously raised an eyebrow at Junchi Li, "To WeChat?"

Junchi Li was confused: "What WeChat?"

Wu Lin: "The girl you picked up at the station."

Junchi Li had something to say about this, putting the plastic bag she was carrying on the table, "I didn't ask her for it, she had to ask me!"

Wu Lin: "There's such a good thing?"

Yang Xia: "Did you give it?"

"And can I give," Junchi Li dares to say, "that's another price."

Wu Lin: "......"

Yang Xia: "......"

Single by strength.

"It's just as well we haven't eaten," Junchi Li, who doesn't think she's handling the situation at all, seamlessly picks up where she left off earlier, "Let's shabu-shabu for lunch."

"Hot pot?" Wu Lin's eyes lit up at the word, "Spicy tomato and mushroom soup or curry?"

As the saying goes, there's nothing a barbecue can't fix, and if there is, then another hot pot.

"Anything," Junchi Li lays out the little boxes in the plastic bag, one by one, "You choose the flavor first."

Fifteen minutes later.

Three male students face each other at their desks, each with a gurgling, self-heating Huo Xiao pot in front of them.

Wu Lin sighed tiredly. After a month and a half of window, he had forgotten that their dormitory's "Happy Hot Pot Time" had been changed from a "collective around the stove" to a "self-heating meal" at the end of the last semester by a collective vote of the entire dormitory. ".

"My hot pot, ah, has no soul." Wu Lin disappointed.

Yang Xia and Wu Lin are on the same side when it comes to hot pot.

He turned back to Junchi Li and fought for him again: "Why do we have to change it? All the other dormitories have normal shabu shabu, although they don't dare to make a secret of it and hide it when they are raided, but it doesn't prevent them from eating, drinking, and having a good time."

"Don't look at me, dude was abstaining from voting at the time." Junchi Li held up one hand to show his innocence and held down his cell phone to send a voice, " Feiyu Ren , Wu Lin and Yang Xia would like to talk to you again about eating hot pot in the dorm."

Feiyu Ren, who didn't get on the high speed train, was apparently very available and rolled her eyes and returned a long 59-second voice queue.

"You guys want to shag in the dorm again? I'm telling you, I really can't. The power outage in the dormitory at the end of the semester wasn't enough of a wake-up call for us, was it? The dormitory building is a centralized power supply, you use a high-power electrical appliances and I use a high-power electrical appliances, this stacking will be dangerous, the power outage is a small matter, in case of a leakage or fire, so many people in our building, it is not easy to run, and we live in the third floor, jumping from the building is a high risk factor. And the wall skin, you must not have noticed, we always gather around one place to cook, the heat smoked the top of the skin, haven't you seen the news on the internet, sooner or later the wall skin will fall into our pot. Don't think that's a small probability, I've grown up, all the bad luck in my case there is no small probability ......."

Really can't hold on, Wu Lin got up and scurried to Junchi Li side manually pressed off the playback, also don't bother to change back to their own cell phones, directly on Junchi Li's cell phone in the group to send a voice: "We don't eat hot pot to eat cold skin, absolutely safe, you put a hundred and twenty heart, obediently in the train station waiting for the arrangement, ah. "

--Then Dorm 333 voted on whether to change the hot pot model, and the result was two votes in favor, one against, and one abstention. Why did they change it in the end? Because the opposing vote was Feiyu Ren's, whose "pessimistic energy emission + inexplicable crisis awareness" can take ten Yang Xia's seconds to ramble on, and that's if he's playing a normal game and Yang Xia's output is at full strength. That's why one vote is worth ten, so it's not a big deal.

Speaking of trains, Feiyu Ren finally came back with a short one, penetrating with uncontrollable happy energy: "All finished, changed to tomorrow, or this trip, hehehehehe."

It's rare to see Feiyu Ren happy, you know this person 365 days a year, 364 days are in the "funeral", is to see a cloud over the head to feel that it is rushing to their own bad intentions, and then you can not say that he is worrying about the sky, because it turns out that life is indeed every day to him poisonous hand.

So when he's happy, Wu Lin and the three of them are happy too.

It's just a shame that the joy lasted no more than three seconds before the mourning came back over there, "But I won't be able to make tomorrow morning's class ......"

Heartbreaking, pathetic, aggravating.

Wu Lin had just returned to his seat to eat Huo Xiao pot when he heard this, put down his chopsticks and stood up again. He was the closest to the window, so he took a step to the window and took several pictures of the freshmen downstairs, who had just received their military uniforms and were walking towards the dormitory building in front of them, and sent them to the group.

Feiyu Ren Over there was quiet for a long time, and finally returned a line.

Please give me a koi carp: it's all in the past [Climbing to the top. Disappointed and nostalgic.jpg]

It goes with the emojis, but still seems much more solemn than the voice.

Wu Lin also changed the text back to: Are you happy now?

Please give me a koi: it's good to be alive [tears in the wind.jpg]

--Devil's military training is a fine tradition that the school has maintained for many years. Last year today, they were freshmen and almost shed their skin in that hellish September.

Happiness is all about comparison.

However, to everyone's surprise, the next day, the military training did not take place as scheduled.

The fog, it's coming.

"Attention, all students, all students, due to the weather, the whole school is closed today, and the campus is also temporarily closed. All students without special circumstances, please do not go out, try to stay in the dormitory, and reduce activities in the outdoors to avoid accidents ......"

Loop announcements echoed throughout the campus.

It started at 7:45 a.m. and has been on the air for almost two hours now.

Wu Lin The reason they remembered so well in time was that when the first announcement was made, they had just come out of the cafeteria after breakfast and were about to walk along the roadside, feeling their way through the fog all the way to the building where the first class was held.

Must "feel", even the strong man must be like Thomas and his little friend, one tugging one, small steps forward. One step to move off, either hit a person, or hit a tree, not good directly a string of all tripped down.

The fog is real heavy.

The azure blue of the morning sky turned into a chaotic white haze, the clouds churned in the firmament, and large waves of fog rolled down and melted into heaven and earth. Distant mountains, towering buildings, near the grass and trees, walking people, seem to be stained with the color of fog, become light, become transparent, floating in this dream-like fog.

Wu Lin was shocked when he woke up and looked out of the window, but when he realized that it was fog, he let go a little bit and set off with Junchi Li and Yang Xia, carrying their books on their backs.

I didn't expect to have a hard time groping my way to the cafeteria and just having a breakfast when I was told that the whole school was closed.

Not only the loud speaker broadcast, the faculty group also sent an official notice, the counselor also additionally emphasized two more times, if the dormitory has food, can top one, it is best to not go to the cafeteria to eat before the fog disperses also, to reduce unnecessary risks.

A fog, it's not heavy rain, snow, hail or thunderstorms, what danger can there be?

[Environmental Engineering 1 Class Group]

Yang Xia: It's not just low visibility, is it a bit of a big deal to suspend classes and close schools? I know it's fog, but if you don't, you'll think it's a toxic gas leak.

Mu Liu: I think it's a bit of a big deal, too!

Sun Yuehan: Prevention is better than cure.

I'm the class president of Chacha Deng: I'm already there.

Bejeweled White Heart Rui: ?

我是班长的 Chacha Deng ：材料 faculties a girl in the dormitory building door fell hurt, business faculties a boy in the cafeteria door fell hurt, Mechanical Institute three boys in the way to the classroom jostling almost caused a stampede chaos, the physical education institute of a boy from the tree jumped off a text faculties of the boy's arm smashed fracture. A boy from the Physical Education Institute jumped from a tree and fractured both arms of a male student from the Arts Faculties.

Yang Xia of Iron Teeth and Copper Teeth: ......

Flying down Dongdong Pang : ......

Mu Liu: ......

Pearl White Heart Rui: ......

花见花开的 Wu Lin ：No, those three Mechanical Institute fooling around I can tolerate, this physical institute and the text faculties of the too confusing right?

Here's the class group chat from 8am.

Wu Lin's spot-on comment instantly led the way and stirred up a thousand waves.

Yang Xia: Yeah, why did he climb the tree?

Sun Yuehan of Zhongling: Climbing and then jumping down?

Haitao Shang: The key is to smash people ah.

Zhenlong Xu: And it's right on the humanities faculties' arms?

Chacha Deng: Weather anomalies can cause emotional exuberance and thus passionate tree-climbing @铁齿铜牙的 Yang Xia

I am the class president of Chacha Deng: climbed up the treetop and finally calm down and then decided to jump down directly on the basis of his physical fitness, also reasonable @ Zhong Ling Yu Xiu's Sun Yue Han

Chacha Deng: Maybe it wasn't a hit, but rather, the students of the faculties were reaching underneath to catch him.

Chacha Deng: So both arms are broken @Zhenlong Xu

Chacha Deng of I Am Class President: Any questions? Wu Lin of @FlowerSeeBlossom

Wu Lin: In this kind of weather, even if the faculties of Wen passed by underneath, it is impossible to see someone in the tree, right, even if the gymnasium shouted from above, the bottom of the passer-by heard, can not see anything, and dare to rashly reach out?

I'm Chacha Deng, the class president: Why did you have to pass by, couldn't the two of them climb a tree and play together?

Wu Lin: A sports faculty and a literature faculty?

Chacha Deng : Gender is not an issue these days, is faculty still an issue?

Wu Lin of Flowers See Flowers Bloom: ......

Wu Lin: [What you said is so deep that I don't dare to ask any further questions for fear that I'll come up with a story that I can't bear. jpg]

Wu Lin of Flowers Seeing Flowers Bloom : [Farewell! LightspeedEscape.gif]

The class president will always be your class president, just like a grandpa will always be your grandpa.