I really don't want to be a doctor

Chapter 64 The Strange 602 Bedroom
Jing Xiaoran raised his eyebrows and asked, "Ji Ying, what class do you work in?"

"Same as you, clinical class two." Ji Ying replied.

Jing Xiaoran froze, "Are you also in the second class?"

He took another look at Ji Ying, trying to search for her memory in his mind.

"No, how could she be in the second class?" Jing Xiaoran murmured.

He didn't have a single memory of Ji Ying in his mind, and he was sure that he didn't know Ji Ying in his previous life.

Compared with her previous life, Ji Ying's life trajectory has changed, and she is in the same class as herself.

"Is it... because of me?" Jing Xiaoran looked at Ji Ying who was talking to Shen Xiaorong, and confirmed that she was indeed in the second clinical class.

"Could it be because of my appearance that it has an impact on her life trajectory?"

Without Jing Xiaoran, perhaps Ji Ying would not have been able to catch the train, let alone being taken to the library by Zhang Tao, and there would be subsequent emergencies.

Jing Xiaoran understands a little bit, because of his appearance, the current life is getting out of the track of the previous life little by little.

"Jing Xiaoran, I have already registered." Ji Ying said, "Where are we going now?"

Jing Xiaoran came back to his senses and threw away the distracting thoughts in his mind.

"Activate the phone card on the way first, and then go back to the dormitory." Jing Xiaoran said.

"Oh."

……

After activating the phone card, Jing Xiaoran brought Ji Ying downstairs to the girls' dormitory.

"This is Building No. [-] of your girls' dormitory." Jing Xiaoran said, "I'll be leaving first."

Ji Ying nodded: "Jing Xiaoran, thank you so much today."

"You're welcome."

Jing Xiaoran was about to leave when a phone rang behind him.

"Another quiet night
A person nestled in a rocking chair to enjoy the cool

I admit it's really peaceful
Just like the grandfather downstairs..."

Ji Ying answered the phone with an extremely impatient tone, Jing Xiaoran could imagine her angry face.

"Dad! I've finished reporting by myself, I don't need you! You don't need to come to school to find me!"

Unable to tell the other person, Ji Ying hung up the phone.

"Alas..." Jing Xiaoran sighed, shook his head and left.

Man is really a strange animal.

Why can Ji Ying talk and laugh happily with the people she met by chance, but can't face her father with a smile?

Why do people always leave smiling faces to strangers, but cold faces to their closest relatives?

This is the favored fearlessness?
……

Going downstairs to the boys' dormitory, there is a square table at the door of the dormitory.

A middle-aged woman in her 40s was sitting at the table. She was bloated, with a round and big face. When she smiled, her eyes were narrowed into a line, and the flesh on her face was piled up like "oil balls".

She is the housekeeper aunt of this building.

Although Jing Xiaoran couldn't call her by name, he was deeply impressed by the housekeeper.

Because the dormitory aunt often went to each dormitory to check for illegal electrical appliances, his kettle and small electric heating pot were confiscated many times.

Every time she spoke nice words to the dorm aunt, she couldn't take it anymore and returned the offending appliances.

"Hello, Auntie, I'm a freshman here to register." Jing Xiaoran said with a smile.

The dormitory aunt nodded, with a twitch on her face, and said, "Student, please submit a 1-inch photo first, and then fill in your information on the form."

"Ok."

"Let me see which bedroom is still available. You came too late, and there are not many vacant beds left."

In fact, the reporting time started yesterday, and there are three days in total. Most of the freshmen choose to report on the first day.

In order to avoid the peak flow of people, Jing Xiaoran and his party chose to report today.

The dormitory manager searched for a long time in the registration form, "Yes, there is still a vacant bed in dormitory 6 on the 602th floor, so you can go here."

"According to your arrangement." Jing Xiaoran said.

Is it bedroom 6 on the 602th floor?

This is exactly his dormitory room number in his previous life, and Jing Xiaoran's thoughts returned to his college days in his previous life.

There were four people in dormitory 602, including him. All four of them came late to the report, belonged to different classes, and were finally assigned to the same dormitory.

Speaking of their dormitory 602, it is actually a very magical or very strange dormitory.

One was dismissed by the school, one dropped out of school to open an online store on Taobao, and the other went back to work in his parent's county directly after graduation.

It was in this environment that Jing Xiaoran in his previous life was admitted to one of the most famous medical schools in China.

Holding the dormitory key given by the dormitory auntie, Jing Xiaoran carried the suitcase and walked up to the sixth floor of the dormitory.

Most of the dormitories in this building are freshmen, and the corridors are full of garbage that has been cleared out. Jing Xiaoran walked to the door of No. 602 dormitory with twisted steps.

The door was not locked, so gently opened the door.

Jing Xiaoran saw a familiar yet slightly unfamiliar boy sitting at the table.

The other two beds had been made up and there were suitcases on the floor, but no one was there.

A middle-aged woman is helping the boys clean and make the beds.

"Hello classmate, I'm also in this dormitory, a freshman majoring in clinical practice this year." Jing Xiaoran greeted him with a smile.

The boy turned his head to look at Jing Xiaoran, didn't speak, but nodded slightly.

"My name is Jing Xiaoran, clinical class two." Jing Xiaoran said proactively.

"Oh, classmate, you are in class two." The middle-aged woman said enthusiastically with a strong foreign accent, "my baby is in clinical class one."

"My name is Mao Jian, clinical class one." The boy said softly, with a shy smile on his face.

Jing Xiaoran saw Mao Jian's appearance clearly, and he gradually overlapped with the appearance in his memory.

He was the roommate who was dismissed by the school.

Mao Jianjian is thin and thin, with long bangs on his forehead, covering half of his eyes, while the other eye has thick dark circles.It is conceivable that the covered eye is equally black.

Seeing the thick dark circles under the eyes, Jing Xiaoran's mood suddenly became somewhat heavy.

The dark circles under Mao Jian's eyes are due to studying at night in the third year of high school.

But after entering university, the dark circles under his eyes didn't get any better, but got thicker because of his Internet addiction.

Mao Jian spends his little living expenses every month on the Internet, and needs help from other roommates in his daily life.

Later, Mao Jian was dismissed by the school because he stayed up all night in the Internet cafe for two consecutive weeks and did not go to class.

Since then, Mao Jian has had very little contact with several roommates.Later, Jing Xiaoran accidentally heard from a classmate that he went to an Internet cafe to become a network administrator, and felt a burst of embarrassment in his heart.

In fact, knowing a person's future fate is a very painful event.

Just because you can predict the future doesn't mean you have the ability to change it.

Just like Mao Jian.His family is not rich. Since he became addicted to the Internet, his parents, two middle-aged people who have worked hard all their lives, have come to the school to find him many times, crying and begging him, and almost kneel down to him. up.

The class counselor came to the dormitory many times to talk to him and educate him.

He ignored all of these and continued to go his own way.

Life gave Mao Jian countless opportunities, but he gave up all of them.

In the end, I broke the pot and stayed in the Internet cafe for two consecutive weeks, but was persuaded to leave by the school.

　Finally came to test the water push, double push on the app and web page on Sunday.

　　hard code word ing
　　
　
(End of this chapter)