When I woke up again, it was already dark.
Lin Chaoxi lifted the coat covering his face, picked up his mobile phone, and was shocked by the dense number of unread messages on WeChat.
She was shocked and thought she had slept on the sofa in the library for a day and a night, but fortunately she hadn't.
The group of the modeling competition seemed to be discussing where to go for dinner tomorrow, and the time in the upper right corner of the mobile phone screen showed that there was still half an hour left before the postgraduate entrance examination cram school started.
She turned over and sat up, covering her face with her hands, still a little dazed. Where was her schoolbag?
After the competition just ended, she was determined to go downstairs to sleep. She took a blanket but not her schoolbag, so...
She tentatively sent a WeChat message to Lao Wang and A Guang. However, when she finished washing her face in the toilet and turned on the screen with her wet hands, she found that the two had not replied yet.
They were probably sleeping soundly, and she was too embarrassed to call and wake them up. She returned to the main interface, wanting to find Pei Zhi or Jie Ran. She scrolled to the bottom of the chat history, and only then did she find a message from Pei Zhi, which was pushed to the back because it was posted too early.
Pei Zhi - Your schoolbag is here with me, Fengshun Building 105.
Lin Chaoxi put down his phone, turned on the faucet, splashed water on his face, and looked at his phone again. Sure enough, it was not an illusion.
Lin Zhaoxi——I’m sorry!! I just woke up, are you still in 105?
--exist.
Pei Zhi replied quickly, with only one word.
Lin Zhaoxi——Then I’ll come and get it now!!!
She rushed out of the library and ran to Fengshun Building. Pei Zhi was already waiting at the door of Office 105 with his schoolbag.
"Please help me put away my schoolbag." Lin Chaoxi bowed.
"It doesn't matter. I still have a lot of other people's things here." Pei Zhi said.
The air was quiet for a while, and Lin Chaoxi heard a conversation in the office.
It seemed like some people were saying that the "big framework was wrong" and some were saying that it was "unreliable". She even heard the name of Professor Feng from Yongchuan University.
But the conversation in the office was very low and she couldn't hear it clearly.
At this moment, the door suddenly opened. A professor leaned out half of his body and suddenly handed her a few sheets of paper: "Go make two copies."
Lin Chaoxi inadvertently glanced at the scene inside the door and couldn't help but take a small step back.
Pei Zhi's mentor, Professor Zeng, was sitting inside.
The teacher who asked her to copy the materials was named Zhou. She remembered that he was also a professor in the mathematics department. On the first day of class, Professor Zhou said: I am just like you, I am here to take the class for free. It can be said that he is very individualistic.
Lin Chaoxi was holding his schoolbag, stunned for a moment, and asked subconsciously: "Where can I get a copy?"
"It's at the easternmost part of the second floor. Let me go with you." Pei Zhi said this, stretched out his hand, and took the copied materials back from her.
Before handing over the copies, Lin Zhaoxi saw a title that seemed to be "An explanation of some issues your journal has encountered during manuscript review."
Then, Lin Chaoxi understood why Pei Zhi went to such great lengths to take back the materials and go with her. This was not something she could read.
Along the way, Lin Chaoxi just followed Pei Zhi without saying a word.
Walking into the copy room, Pei Zhi skillfully opened the lid and scanned the documents.
The sleeves of his shirt were half rolled up. Although he had not rested for a long time, he did not look tired at all. Or perhaps, his tiredness was hidden very well.
The street lights on the campus gradually lit up, Pei Zhi's face was hidden in the darkness, he pressed the copy button, and the rustling sound of the scanner was heard.
"I'm not accompanying you here because I don't trust you, but this material should not be leaked." The boy spoke slowly.
The surroundings were very quiet. Lin Chaoxi didn't expect Pei Zhi to be so frank. He waved his hand quickly: "It's okay, it's okay, don't show it to me, I'm not strict at all."
Pei Zhi nodded, his expression serious and not pretending: "I'm still sorry, but this is actually not something I can watch."
Lin Chaoxi recalled that he had indeed kept his eyes fixed on the document from beginning to end without even glancing at the content of the document.
"Professor Zhou is too careless. He allowed us to see this kind of thing and tempted us to make mistakes!" Lin Chaoxi continued to smooth things over.
The copy machine spit out sheets of paper. The boy stood in front of the machine with a stern profile.
Pei Zhi: "In fact, there are two groups of people in the academic circle, especially in the mathematics circle. Most of them are obsessed with academics and don't pay attention to details of many issues..."
When Pei Zhi said this, the copier finished its work. He bent down and put away the manuscript in the copier outlet.
"What about... another part?" Lin Chaoxi asked.
Pei Zhi gently sorted out the manuscript in his hand, his eyes fell on it, and said lightly: "Like this."
——
It can't be said that Pei Zhi's words made me feel bad.
After all, before they parted at the office door, Pei Zhi reminded her not to oversleep because there would be a dinner party tomorrow evening.
Mainly, it was Pei Zhi's words "academic circle" that made Lin Chaoxi feel pressured. She also thought of Jie Ran's warning to her in the cheese world - "the academic circle is very complicated."
Indeed, not only for her, but also for all students who have not set foot in this circle, the three words "academic circle" represent an enviable life atmosphere.
But now, judging from Pei Zhi and Jie Ran's expressions, it seems that is not entirely true.
Because Lao Wang was apparently fast asleep, a new teacher was temporarily assigned to teach the postgraduate entrance examination class.
Lin Chaoxi hadn't slept for two days, so she had a hard time listening. She forced herself to concentrate and write down everything, then she didn't attend the Q&A session after class and packed up her things to go home.
Lao Lin was waiting for her.
It was a dim night, and dynamic and lively songs were echoing in the yard of the house. Lao Lin set up a reclining chair and half-lay under the flower stand, with a plate of peanuts beside him.
What's more terrifying than an old man watching a talent show is this old man watching a boy talent show. Lao Lin was peeling peanuts while watching a Korean show on his iPad. On the small screen, several little boys were singing and dancing hard on the stage, and Lao Lin was smiling.
Lin Zhaoxi lit up the chandelier on the flower stand and said, "Dad, your smile is so weird..."
She put down her schoolbag and sat down next to Lao Lin.
She didn't know why, but she was still anxious all the way. But maybe it was the peaceful atmosphere in the courtyard at home. After sitting down next to Lao Lin, she suddenly calmed down.
"Who is as devoted to academic studies as you? Young people like me must keep up with the times," Lao Lin replied.
"Dad, you don't have to be so subtle. Why don't you just ask me directly how the competition went..."
"If you ask me, I'll ask you, where is the dignity of a father?"
"I think it's not bad. There's a good chance that I'll get first place in the province, but getting first place in the country will depend on luck."
When Lao Lin heard her say this, he narrowed his eyes and chewed two mouthfuls of peanuts: "That's not bad. So why did you look so heartbroken when you walked in? You made me nervous for so long."
The boys sang and danced on the stage with sexy and seductive movements.
Lin Chaoxi yawned: "Dad, what do you think of the academic circle?"
The songs of "Calangheyo" and "Calanghei" echoed in the night, and Lao Lin stopped.
After a while, he paused on his iPad and asked, "What's wrong?"
"I can't really explain it. I feel like Pei Zhi is hinting to me today that the academic world is not as wonderful as I thought. So what do you think?"
"If you really want to hear my opinion, I can only tell you that it is neither as good as you think nor as bad as you think."
"How do you know how good my thoughts are?"
"Yeah, I don't know."
With a soft "crack" sound, Lao Lin cracked open a peanut. "So what exactly do you want? Academics, mathematics, the academic circle, the mathematics circle, or a handsome guy in the mathematics circle?"
Lin Chaoxi originally had some insights.
Yes, her goal is not to join the academic circle, not to mention that she is not qualified to join at present, so it seems that it is not her turn to worry about the specifics of this matter.
But after hearing the end, she couldn't help but stare at Lao Lin.
"Why are you glaring at me? You are young and don't even know how to talk about love. You are talking about the academic world with Pei Zhi, and you still glare at your old father? What's that smell on you? What's your hair style? Did I really give birth to a daughter?"
While criticizing her, Lao Lin opened his collection column on Bilibili. He picked out his treasured home dance, clicked on one at random, pointed at the singing and dancing girl in it and said to her: "Look at her, how cute~"
The three words "how cute" were pronounced with an uplifting vibrato.
In the video, the little girl in a light yellow skirt and two ponytails was smiling brightly, spinning and jumping. Lin Chaoxi also smiled naively.
"This little skirt is so cute." She said subconsciously.
"How cute! You should be able to wear these clothes if you lose some weight." Lao Lin suddenly said.
"Dad, we're just chatting, but this is a personal attack!"
Lin Chaoxi suddenly reacted. She wrote down the ID, picked up her schoolbag angrily, turned around and left.
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