can you do it

Chapter 11

Most of the people present knew Jin Yuan.

Jin Yuan has won the special scholarship of University A for two consecutive years, ranking among the top ten in the whole school.After the scholarship was announced, there was a character introduction. Among the faces of the top students, he seemed out of place, and soon became popular on the school forum.

The most popular is a dialogue.

Lemon Grapefruit Tea: [I know him. Last semester, he played with the University E team in the provincial league. He dunked and smashed the backboard. It's stupid. His arm is so strong that he can pick me up with one hand. 】

Bai Bai: [I was present at the match mentioned above, and it was absolutely perfect.He is also very nice, I often see him playing with the wild cats and dogs in the school. 】

Manchester by the Sea: [Oh, maybe it's because of the situation. He is very poor. I have never seen him fill in the information of his parents. I heard that both his parents died. 】

……

High-student, good-looking, tragic life experience, contemporary traffic codes are superimposed, and the influence is rapidly expanding.For a time, countless people felt affection for him, and the theory of warming him with love was rampant.

The 3th generation descendant of Fotao [-]: [Everyone, don't get excited, my ancestral fortune teller, his face is unknown. 】

Sky Blue: [How to say? 】

The 3th generation descendant of Fotao [-]: 【He looks like a wild man who is tempting to cheat. He has a cynical and scumbag feeling. It is suitable for excitement. Most people can't grasp it. I advise the sisters to give up as soon as possible. 】

Unwilling to confess to Jin Yuan, Jin Yuan ruthlessly refused, I'm sorry, I'm very traditional, I don't talk about long-distance relationships.

The South District and the North District are only separated by a street, and the straight-line distance from the school gate is 200 meters.

Jin Yuan still refused the district's overtures, saying that he was really traditional, and being close now does not mean that he graduated from the same place, and he planned to talk about it after his job stabilized.

No one believed that when he went there, it had nothing to do with tradition, and he looked down on him because of his high vision.

Now that the king is widowed and widowed, Rainstorm suddenly appeared in the liberal arts academy where there were many girls, and he pretended to be a receptionist. Everyone smelled gossip and looked around, looking for Jiang Shuyi.

Jiang Shuyi had been standing under the eaves for a long time, with his coat draped between his elbows, and his face was tired.Leaning against the wall, watching Jin Yuan emerge from the rainstorm, striding forward with an umbrella, watching him lazily talking to the girl, then turning his head and lazily calling him, "Jiang Shuyi, come here."

There was a lot of noise around, he went down the steps, Jin Yuan covered his head with the umbrella, and the two left side by side.

Everyone's eyes are focused on them, man.

Half of the people were disappointed and half of them had their eyes lit up.

It was still raining, and there was no one on the road leading to the teacher's apartment.Jin Yuan's work boots were soaked through, and his trousers were stained in an obvious dark color down to the knees.Jiang Shu also said in silence, "Next time there is a similar situation, you can go back to the apartment first, Cheng Lao won't know."

"Don't feel that you owe me, just treat it as a matter of allergies." Jin Yuan tilted the umbrella towards him, "I won't take it from now on."

Jiang Shu also noticed his movements and thought to himself, isn't it cleared up?Why their cognition is different.

Jin Yuan was holding a checkered umbrella, which is necessary for science men. It was strong and durable, and it was more than enough to cover two people.But the rain was too heavy, and they were both tall, so the space under the umbrella seemed cramped and crowded, and their arms brushed against each other from time to time.

The rain fell down like beads along the ribs of the umbrella. Jiang Shuyi glanced back, "Remind you, you may be being watched. In addition to last night in the alley, there are also people following you now."

Jin Yuan was amazed at his sensitivity, they followed him for a day, Fatty and Big Tou didn't notice it at all.

He said nonsense: "It must be an accident in the alley. Someone stayed up at two or three o'clock in the middle of the night and stared at me. Now, it is probably a classmate in my class who also lives in the teacher's apartment. I beat him up and wanted to get back."

The explanation was quite reasonable, and Jiang Shu also turned around.

The debt of favor is the most difficult to clear up, and it is inevitable that the relationship will improve.

Eliminating impetuous hostility, they became roommates who could talk a few words.

After returning to the apartment, Jiang Shu also threw the coat into the laundry basket, looked at the drenched Jin Yuan and said, "You go take a shower first."

"You go, I'll make a call." Jin Yuan turned and went to the balcony.

When Jiang Shuyi went into the bathroom, Jin Yuan called his uncle and told him not to listen to the fuck and get rid of him.

Uncle dotes on him, he does not dare to do this, he talked about it for a long time, and finally said that he wants your mother to speak, otherwise she will order me to be punished.

Jin Yuan could only look for his mother, "Mom, another 24 hours have passed, how is that person's social relationship checked? I can't stand being watched."

Shang Yu was working overtime, staying up all night with sore eyes, "Why are you in a hurry, I will tell you the result if I tell you."

"Then you change people. Their anti-detection ability is too poor. Nine out of ten classmates asked me what happened, and they all thought I had committed a crime."

"Okay, I'll deal with it later," Shang Yu said, "By the way, you go home next weekend, your father has been transferred, and the family has dinner together."

Jin Yuan didn't speak.

Shang Yu: "Jin Yuan?"

Jin Yuan's face was pale, and he fiddled with the potted leaves planted by the window, "You Sheng, this is preparing to join the cabinet. If I go home a few more times, do I have to call him old Jin Ge?"

Sure enough, it was his own, and each had a stronger temper than the other.Shang Yu sighed, "I haven't seen you for a long time, can you let your mother who is nearly fifty years old see her son."

The bathroom door opened with a click, Jiang Shuyi came out wiping her hair, Jin Yuan answered "Okay" and hung up the phone.

Holding the window sill with his hands, he gazed into the distance with a blank expression.

After wiping his hair half dry, Jin Yuan was still standing there. Jiang Shuyi glanced at him, with his wet pants sticking to his legs, and reminded him, "You can take a shower."

Jin Yuan came back to his senses, "Okay."

After drying her hair, Jiang Shu also poured milk into the brewed black tea, took a sip, and nestled on the sofa to browse the text messages sent by Hogan.

He scolded the critics who criticized his new work "Allmylife", complained that he lived in such a big villa but stayed in a small room to write all day, and held a grudge against the editor who came to the house on time every day to pet his dog.

Mixed with some messy fragments of inspiration.

I also asked him how he was doing with his great roommate, and said boy, last time you told me that your emotional perception seems to be weakening, I was quite worried, and a change of environment should help.

Jiang Shuyi almost forgot this, her emotional perception weakened, it was time to be in England.Ever since I met Jin Yuan, my life has been full of ups and downs, and my perception can be said to be brought back to life.

The inspiration fragments were probably sent to the wrong recipient when saving the manuscript, so he sorted it out, sent it back to Hogan, and answered him one by one.

There was no class the next afternoon, so Jiang Shu also contacted Mr. Cheng, saying that he wanted to visit Teacher Song in the hospital tomorrow.

It took half a day to get a reply.Cheng Lao: [Shu Yi, I'm going on a business trip tomorrow, you can ask Jin Yuan to take you there, he's familiar with the place and just doesn't have classes. 】

Jiang Shuyi: [Alright Mr. Cheng. 】

Turn around and ask Grandpa's hospital location and ward number.

Cheng Lao: [By the way, ask Jin Yuan to bring half of the special buckwheat noodles to Mr. Song, he knows which store. 】

Special soba noodles?

After receiving news from her grandfather, Jiang Shu also located the hospital and searched for nearby buckwheat noodles, but found nothing.

After Jin Yuan took a shower, he put on a pair of beach pants and packed the fitness equipment in the living room.

Jiang Shuyi drank tea slowly, watched him walking around, when he bent down to take the water glass on the coffee table, poured a cup of black tea and pushed it to his hand.

Jin Yuan looked at the steaming cup, then at Jiang Shuyi, wondering.

Jiang Shu also leaned on the sofa and said gently, "Uva black tea from the Ceylon Highlands, with pure milk added, try it."

Jin Yuan had seen him like this before, in front of Mr. Cheng, in front of his friend, facing him, only for a short while in the hospital, there was no illness or disaster, it was full of weirdness.

Hesitantly took a sip, the fragrance was silky and smooth, and the touch was soft, and he boasted: "It tastes good."

Jiang Shu also watched him drink it, and immediately asked, "Where are the special buckwheat noodles near the Second Affiliated Courtyard?"

Jin Yuan reacted very quickly, "Are you going to see Teacher Song?"

"Yes."

Jin Yuan guessed, "You don't know the way, Mr. Cheng asked me to take you there?"

Jiang Shu also responded, his eyes said everything.

Jin Yuan was actually in a bad mood, but after being teased by this episode, he improved a lot, and shook his cup after drinking.

Very owed, Jiang Shu was able to bend and stretch, and poured it for him again.

"I told you that you couldn't find it, and I'll go tomorrow too." Jin Yuan reached for the teacup.

Jiang Shuyi snatched it away, and said calmly: "Drink too much and lose sleep."

Some tea was splashed on Jin Yuan's hand, Jin Yuan wiped it off with a piece of paper, slanderous and narrow-minded.

Before going to the hospital the next day, Jiang Shu also bought a bouquet of flowers at the flower shop, including lilies, sunflowers, eucalyptus leaves...the color matching was particularly beautiful.

Jin Yuan went to buy buckwheat noodles, a small noodle restaurant that has been open for more than 20 years, hidden in a residential area, and relying on word of mouth.

Meet at the entrance of the hospital and take the elevator upstairs.

Cheng Lao had already reached retirement age, was hired back by the school, and has been teaching until now.Mr. Song is similar to him in age, but he is not in good health. He retired from illness when he just turned [-]. He has been raising flowers and birds at home for many years, but he has not taken care of his health.

Some time ago, I was hospitalized due to hypokalemia and was undergoing potassium supplementation treatment.

Jiang Shu also entered the door with flowers in her arms.The ward is clean and elegant. There are oranges and apples on the bedside table. The window is open, and you can see the lush sycamore tree outside. The leaves were washed by the torrential rain last night, and they are green.

When Mr. Song learned that he was coming, he pulled his hair up in advance and leaned against the back of the bed, like an aging lady in a painting.

Chaojiang Shuyi smiled: "Shu Yi is here, I hugged you when you were just born, and you have grown so big in a blink of an eye."

Jiang Shu also put the flowers into a vase, "I should have come to visit you long ago."

Sit on the chair by the bed and ask about her condition.

Teacher Song held his hand affectionately and said everything was fine.

Jin Yuan picked up the buckwheat noodles and put them on the bedside table with ease, "Mr. Song, Mr. Cheng said that you should eat less and eat more, and you can only eat half a bowl."

She has basic diseases such as high blood pressure and diabetes, so she has to pay special attention to her diet. The buckwheat noodles are topped and have a strong taste, so she packed half a portion.

"No one else is here, just take care of it," Teacher Song wanted to eat the noodles while it was still hot, and Teacher Song let go of Jiang Shuyi, complaining while eating, "It's so annoying."

After eating half a bowl of noodles, Teacher Song returned to her elegant appearance, took the wet towel handed over by Jiang Shuyi, and slowly wiped her mouth and hands.

The smell of garbage thrown into the ward was strong, so Jin Yuan carried it outside.When Jiang Shuyi was tidying up the table on the bed, she caught a glimpse of "Allmylife" beside her pillow, and her gaze stayed there for a moment.

Teacher Song noticed it and said with a smile, "This is a new stream of consciousness novel by Hogan."

Jiang Shu also nodded, "I've read it, it's very well written."

"Yes, the writing skills are very strong," Mr. Song praised sincerely, "This book is in Chinese and English, and the translation is also very good, and it is signed."

He regretted again: "I originally wanted to go to the signing event in London, but it was inconvenient to be hospitalized, so I had to miss it..."

I have been in a single ward for a long time, and my son is abroad, usually under the care of Mr. Cheng and the nurses. Mr. Song has a strong desire to confide, and he can talk about small details.

Jiang Shuyi listened quietly, peeling oranges for her, occasionally responding, her mood calm.

It wasn't until I heard her say: "Jin Yuan and Lao Cheng came to the hospital and gave me the book. I didn't know that when he was attending the International Physics Forum at C University, he went to the signing event..."

Jiang Shu also stopped, looking at the book with a black and red cover on the quilt.

Teacher Song: "He is not interested in literature. I have never discussed this aspect with him. Maybe I saw me reading Hogan's book a few times. I remember... He seems to be worried about everything, which is quite careful."

The air was filled with the unique sweet and sour smell of oranges, Jiang Shuyi suddenly understood, and completed the meeting with Jin Yuan in the bookstore according to her words.

The closing ceremony of the forum ended in the afternoon, and Jin Yuan should have slipped out of the plane at 08:30 before the closing ceremony ended. When he went to the bookstore and found that the queue was too long, he organized a suit of volunteers.

Listening to their chat in the car, I thought he was trying to curry favor with that pretty little sister in the Faculty of Arts.

It turned out that the one who sent Teacher Song off, Jiang Shuyi thought to himself, if he is a little confused, he is not bad.

Teacher Song gushed: "I was chatting with a friend a few days ago. She said that she also went to Hogan's London signing event and waited for three and a half hours before entering the store. I feel a little bit sorry.”

Jiang Shu also wanted to say, don't worry, it only took him about ten minutes.

Faster than walking around a bookstore.

Jin Yuan came back after throwing out the trash, listened to the whole thing, and answered Mr. Song's words, "I didn't wait long, I went early, and I was in the queue immediately."

Jiang Shu also looked back at him.

The bookstore was the source of their conflict. When they looked at each other, Jin Yuan thought, which pot should not be turned on and which pot should be lifted, and sit on the chair and play with the mobile phone.

Jiang Shu also broke oranges to Mr. Song, "If you want to go to the signing event next time, you can let me know in advance, and I will arrange it. Hogan used to live next door to me, we know each other."

Teacher Song agreed with a smile, saying that he would definitely go if he had the opportunity.

Jin Yuan looked up at Jiang Shuyi, so he knew Hogan.

Teacher Song is a professor at the Faculty of Arts of E University next door. He has a lot of common topics with Jiang Shuyi. He asked him about his research direction and subconsciously checked his skills.

Discuss the origin of literature, expand to Chinese and Russian literature, English and French literature, Latin American literature, talk about literary trends, modernism, postmodernism, magic realism, talk about writers, Ford Joyce Proust...

There is a lot of communication.

Teacher Song's physical fitness was poor, he didn't take a break after lunch, and gradually lost his energy, so Jiang Shu also got up to leave.

Turning around, he saw Jin Yuan leaning on the back of the chair, sleeping soundly.

Teacher Song smiled, "Not interested, I'm sleepy."

Jiang Shu also woke him up, and Jin Yuan drooped his eyelids and rubbed his forehead, "It's over, your thieves' doctrines and names."

His voice was low, like talking to himself.

Jiang Shu is also close and can hear clearly, the thief chief?Reminiscent of Jin Yuan's evaluation at the airport.

I just feel that if I am not interested, it is clearly that the literary cells are dead.