MTL - If You Don’t Go To Hell, Who Will?-Chapter 19 Social practice in progress

Exams are always a weapon to afflict students' physical and mental health. I struggled for a long time in the storm of the exam and finally got to the shore. After taking the last exam, I walked out of the examination room and took a long sigh of relief. At this time, Zhong Yuan called.

Me: "Hey?"

Zhong Yuan: "How is the test?"

Me: "Physical is not very good, it is estimated that the scholarship is not available."

Zhong Yuan: "I can't get better."

Angry, I should have guessed that he will be gloating. I endured it and said: "It is not possible to transfer to a professional." The school has regulations. If you want to transfer to a major, you must have the top ten in the profession. My grade is estimated to be low.

Zhong Yuan was silent for a while and finally said, "It’s a pity."

Although the exam did not give me too much surprise, but the next day is enough for me, because the summer vacation is coming.

The first thing in the summer vacation is social practice, social practice with Lu Zijian. This is really a golden opportunity, Lu Zijian, I am coming!

Lu Zijian’s project was to investigate the water pollution and governance of a natural ecological zone, which is his hometown, Baiyangdian. Lu Zijian's current home is not in Baiyangdian, but his family has an old house by the lake over there. Our social practice lives in his old house.

I don’t know much about Baiyangdian. I only know that there are lakes, lotuses, and there are many anti-Japanese guerrillas in the Anti-Japanese War period, which disturbed the Japanese devils.

Of course, there is no point in the end, the key point is that there is Lu Zijian's hometown!

City B is very close to Baiyangdian, and it is very convenient to take a bus. At two o'clock in the afternoon, we got on the bus bound for Baiyangdian, and arrived at the destination station at four o'clock. Lu Zijian’s father drove us in a minivan to pick us up. Lu Zijian's father is also a tall and mighty type, and it is simply a middle-aged version of Lu Zijian. Different from Lu Zijian, this uncle is very talkative, and he is very enthusiastic and very active. From the station to his old house, after dozens of minutes of driving, he and we are already very familiar with it. Through conversation, we learned that Lu Zijian had his father opened several special hotels in the city. The business was doing well. The whole family lived in the urban area. This time Uncle Lu came back to entertain us.

Uncle Lu not only came by himself, but also brought a gold medal chef from their restaurant. In the evening, he gave us a wonderful Baiyangdian special dinner. I was greatly satisfied with my body and soul. .

Later, Lu Shushu left in advance. What is exciting is that he left the gold medal chef...

Everyone rushed for half a day during the day, and drank some wine at dinner, so they didn't have the spirit to do anything else, and they slept early. There are four bedrooms in the house, two super large and the other two are slightly smaller. The gold medal chef lives in a small bedroom, and the other small bedroom is empty. The two large bedrooms are just a boy and a girl. Lu Zijian’s parents learned that we had already made a big bed in the bedroom in advance, enough for several people to roll on it at the same time. The soft bed is also covered with a bamboo mat, which is soft and cool when lying down.

We were lying in bed one by one, and we said a little while. One, three, and four are more tired, only the second, the same as the chicken blood, the spirit is not as good as words. She kept repeating in my ear, "Lu Zijian and Zhong Yuan slept on a bed" and so on, made me stupidly dreamed of seeing Lu Zijian and Zhong Yuan tightly hug Sleeping together, suddenly burst into a cold sweat.

I slept for a while, and I was awakened by the urine in the early hours of the morning. Although I didn't want to get up very much, I couldn't bear this kind of thing too much, so I just got up and stumbled and went out to the toilet. The toilet is in the yard. At this time, half moon is hanging in the sky, and the moonlight is a little fuzzy, just like my consciousness at this time.

I went to the toilet, touched the room, and went to sleep. It seems that someone in the middle of the scream called "wood", which I think is an illusion, from the deep fear of someone in my subconscious. So I didn't care. I reached out and grabbed it by my side, trying to find a corner quilt. In the early summer of the morning, I still had some coolness. I am so cold that I can't sleep well. Unfortunately, I haven't caught anything for a long time. It's strange that there was a quilt last night. Was it being kicked under the bed by the second brother?

My nerves had to restore a trace of clarity. I just wanted to open my eyes and sit up and see what happened. But I couldn’t help my body be dragged into my arms by one hand. Then the person’s limbs were completely entangled, and one leg was still stunned. On my waist, I am a pillow.

Being held by such a warm-blooded animal, my body gradually warmed up, and the sleepiness was re-swept back, so I didn't even think about whether this guy was a second or fourth girl, and fell asleep.

......

Early the next morning, I was awakened by a conversation.

There is a tap in the yard. At this time, the sound of the water is heard. It is estimated that someone is washing.

At this time, someone asked: "Why aren't they still awake?" The voice was rough and it should be the gold medal chef.

Someone replied: "Who knows, it is estimated that this is lingering." After saying that he still laughs with no good intentions, the voice is so wretched, and one is Xiao Er.

Someone said: "Forget it, even if they have this thief, there is no such thief?" The voice of the four girls.

"Hey, you, did you see what you should have seen last night?" The voice of the boss.

A baritone with a degree of insignificance is no less than that of Xiao Er. "No, we have been sleeping very kindly."

Although their conversations are not in the head, I don’t know what it means. However, my half-awake nerve was instantly awakened by another discovery.

One, two, four are outside, then, then... At this time, the octopus is wrapped around my limbs, and where is it sacred? I, I, I, I... I won’t hit the ghost...

Don't be afraid, don't be afraid. It is said that most of the ghosts will only scare people and not eat people. I will comfort myself with the fear of my heart, and I will look down at the hand that is on my waist. The hand is very white, the skin is delicate, the fingers are slender, and the shape of the nails is very beautiful. This ghost's hand is pretty good, but it is a bit familiar.

I looked up the beautiful hand, arms, shoulders... I felt an ominous feeling in my heart.

Then I saw a familiar face.

At this time, Zhong Yuan looked up at me with his mouth open, and his black eyes were full of unsatisfactory smiles.