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The rest of the winter vacation was not much. Sheng Yinzhou, who stayed at home all day, turned over the books on the bookshelf again, and it was time to report.

In the first semester of senior high school, liberal arts and science are divided into different subjects. After the end of last semester, the class schedule of each class was sent out together with the final examination results. However, on the report day before the formal class, each class still had to rush to the school for a thorough cleaning.

Different from other schools, Lvcheng middle school cleans the classroom after the examination. Instead, it cleans the classroom together before the class starts. On the one hand, it is to let the students in the class get familiar with it before the formal class. Secondly, the head teacher of each class can simply hold a class meeting. Thirdly, they can send a book to let everyone prepare for the next day's class.

Sheng Yinzhou arrived in the dormitory on the morning of the report. Although he told Xia Zifeng that he had no habit of cleanliness, he still had a clean and tidy mind. In addition, he had very few things, so he spent all his time cleaning up the dormitory this morning.

At the end of last semester, the dean of academic affairs told him that he might have to arrange a roommate for him, but he was afraid that he would be disturbed in his study, so he consulted him. He remembered that he said it didn't matter at that time, as long as the people who were not too noisy could do it.

Thinking of this, Sheng Yinzhou, who washes his hands in the bathroom, can't help but look up at the outside of the bathroom.

The door of the toilet and the door of the dormitory are just vertical. As long as the door of the toilet is opened, you can see if there is anyone coming in.

But no one came in, and there was no sign of anyone coming in.

Sheng Yinzhou didn't know what his secret expectation was. He felt that the feeling of expectation and fantasy for his new roommate should not appear in him. He was not such a person. The more froth the foam in

, the white foam slips down from his fingertips and slips into the white tiles on the sink. When it hits the water, it breaks and becomes a pile of water stains shining in the sunlight.

beams from the corridor into the bathroom and hits the end of the boat. He laughs low and rubs the foam on his hands.

It's not strange. Since I met Xia CI Feng, everything is not strange.

Before meeting Xia Zifeng, he was a hermit who was pushed to the top of the clouds. After meeting Xia Zifeng, he was pulled down from the clouds by the man. The clouds covered with the clouds were supposed to be immortal, but the man patted his shoulder and laughed at him. He stained his youth and rubbed away the clouds on his body.

From then on, he became a living man with all kinds of emotions.

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the meeting time of the notice is 2:30 p.m., which is always on the spot. Sheng Yinzhou originally wanted to sit in the dormitory and read a book, and then went to see the meeting time. But at 1:30, the head teacher, Mr. Niu, sent a message to him, saying that he was still on the way, and might not be able to catch up with the class at 2:30, so he and the monitor should manage it together Students in the class.

Sheng Yinzhou second gave a positive answer, put on the school uniform coat and went out of the dormitory door.

Just as he left the boys' dormitory area and walked from the forest path to the teaching building, Xia CI Feng, with his big suitcase, finally walked from the main road to the boys' dormitory area.

Xia CI Feng wiped the sweat on his face and carried the suitcase to the third floor of the second building.

He looked at the dormitory door with the number 319 on it, took a breath, and recited "Sheng Yin Zhou I'm coming" three times in his heart to calm his excited mood and knock on the door.

One minute later, three minutes later, the ashen Xia CI Feng sat on the trunk and dialed the telephone number of the Housekeeper on the wall.