If I don't have money to go to college, I can only go to slay the dragon

Chapter 235 Chu Zihang

The No. 6 bus stopped at the stop, and the door opened. Chu Zihang folded his umbrella, stepped on the bus, and inserted coins. In a blink of an eye, the bus was full of empty seats, and only a few people were sitting quietly in the corner wearing raincoats, holding their mobile phones. The cold light from the screen illuminated the deathly pale faces, making people feel chills all over.

Chu Zihang took his umbrella and went to a corner by the window and sat down. The window next to his ear was crackling by the rain. Although it was only evening and it was time to rest and go shopping after get off work, there would not be much weather like this today. People are willing to go out, but the heavy rain and the gloomy gray sky have covered everything with a layer of dust. The flow of people on the street has been cut off by the knife-like rain, and only occasionally cars passing by on the street with their headlights on, Press the horn dead, the wheel presses up the water spray that is ten feet high and gallops past in the heavy rain.

Chu Zihang sat still, the bus started to start, the slight push back pressed him on the seat, the raindrops made a slanted track on the window glass, he took out the black bus that 'father' gave him for his birthday The iPhone turned on the screen, and the screensaver was a family portrait of him, mom, and 'dad' at the entrance of Disneyland.In the photo, he is standing between the two of them, wearing the expensive sunglasses of 'Dad' on his collar, the expression on his face is as if he is taking a photo of his ID card, and 'Dad' puts one hand on his shoulder as if to declare With ownership of this fine boy.

For this kind of photo, Chu Zihang just glanced at it and unlocked it into the desktop. Unlike the lock screen wallpaper, his desktop background is not a photo of life, but a Maybach 62. This desktop background is very good, even if it is "dad" accidentally Seeing it, I can only think that he loves cars and is full of ambitions in his heart. After all, even "father"'s car is only a Mercedes-Benz S500, but his son yearns for a Maybach that is several times more expensive. The son of an entrepreneur is always ambitious good thing.

The wipers running at full power in the quiet bus kept making friction noises. No matter how many catties of rainwater were swept away, the sight of the road would always be submerged by new water marks immediately, causing the speeding No. 6 bus to drive in the past. It was very slow, and the driver seemed to be ready to grab the steering wheel and caught a cigarette between his fingers. The smoke rose up and was sucked away by the small gap in the window, and the raindrops pierced the car like needles. There was a tiny sizzle on the hot ash.

This morning, the mobile phone weather forecast said that the heavy rain would continue until late at night, and now the weather forecast for the rainfall is finally accurate. I heard that the United States, which is far away from the ocean, has been hit by a typhoon. Perhaps it is because of the butterfly effect. The coast thousands of miles away The city was hit by this heavy rainfall.

Although the current weather is not as good as the typhoon that blew away too many things in the past, it is also considered a rare rainstorm in recent years. Every rainy night like this, he can't help but want to go out for a walk, trying to catch up with the heavy rain Find a gap in time and space in the chaotic world, and step on the elevated road where the abandoned Maybach is curled up again.

Plugging in the earphones, Chu Zihang turned on the 3G cellular mobile network and connected to the chat software. Usually he doesn’t like to spend too much time and energy on social software, but recently he had to spend more than half of a day free Time is spent on class groups, alumni groups, and campus forums.

After logging into the chat software, Chu Zihang popped up dozens of private chats in the background. He clicked through each one and then deleted the conversations. Every private chat topic was initiated by him. In just a few months, He has asked hundreds of people the same question about a private aristocratic university on the other side of the ocean, and everyone gave him the same blank and ignorant answer.

If we say that the relationship between people is like a thread and a balloon, while holding it in the hand, it floats frivolously in the sky, until one day the thread between him and that man is broken, and he looks up at the hydrogen balloon that keeps flying , the apple-like red reflects the water-blue sky, I don’t know how far and where I will go, I was young and ignorant, I only thought that I would always go to outer space, go to the universe, and go alone to the endless distance fly away.

There is no chance of recovery, every time it rains heavily these years, he wanders like a lonely soul in the rain, looking for the scent of a man who has been diluted in the smell of rain, the only track he can follow is the sentence he inadvertently said that night words, a place, a name.

Kassel College.

It was as if he was trying his best to grasp a trace of possibility, a lingering thread in the rain. While he was trying his best to collect all the information about Kassel College, he was also improving himself as much as possible, because he didn't want to stand in the real world. When I was in front of that threshold, I was limited by my own shortcomings and inadequacies.Sports, knowledge, talents, all obstacles that may become obstacles have been overcome by him. If Cassel College is a college, then he must let himself cross its threshold in the golden age and grasp the root Lines wandering in the rainstorm.

Chu Zihang tried to search for Kassel College on the Internet. This is the reaction that everyone will do, but there are only a few relevant entries about this college on the Internet, and there are even pitiful entries on search engines. There are only two pages of private aristocratic universities when you click on the relevant links.

Lush gardens, old buildings, green paths, beautiful models in doctoral uniforms, and a few pictures of lawns and teaching buildings under a clear sky, this kind of university official page Chu Zihang has seen too much.

When 'Father' learned that he intended to study abroad, he also took the initiative to find several famous foreign private schools that are highly sought after by the wealthy circle. Most of the so-called aristocratic universities had the same homepage, but 'Dad' didn't know that, What he is looking for is not a university with harsh teachers and excellent students. What he has been looking for is the god who stepped on the thunderstorm in the rainy night, and the trousers that were blown by the wind when the man turned his back. Angle.

Relying on his intuition, Kassel College must not be a common and simple college. The fact that the name of this college was spoken from the man's mouth that night is enough to show that this college hides many unknown things. thing.A place that can be called a place where lunatics gather must be able to accept the crazy scenes he saw that night. For this reason, he did not hesitate to become a lunatic, a lunatic who was questioned by the world, and gave up his great prospects and bright future. All rushed into the rainy nights and ran towards that man's past.

With Chu Zihang's family background and his own strength, his choice is not limited to private prestigious schools. With his grades and comprehensive qualities, he can be admitted to any Ivy League college even by relying on the hard test. He tried to get Kassel College and Compared with the difficulty of admission to those Ivy League colleges, but in the end he found that he didn't even know what the admission requirements of this college were. On the surface, it looked like a private noble university, but when he got closer, he found that everything about it was covered up. There is a layer of eggshell-like film, and looking from the outside to the inside is like looking at flowers through fog.

Putting aside the information of Kassel College obtained from the Internet search engine, Chu Zihang put the search target on the surrounding social circle, although his own social circle is small because of his usual style, as a local entrepreneur Lu Tianming His only son, his circle of friends can be very large, as long as he reports that most of his circles are willing to open the door for him.

After collecting information in various circles for several months, Chu Zihang gradually sketched out some outlines of Cassel College. He knew that it was a private university located in the outskirts of Chicago in the Great Lakes District of Illinois in the United States. A half-decayed world tree, it is said that it is a fellowship school with the University of Chicago, but no one can tell one, two, three when asked about the specific address and street school.

However, someone mentioned that they will hold sailing and surfing competitions on Lake Michigan every midsummer, and they won the championship every year. This made Chu Zihang think that Kassel College was a sports college for a while, so "Dad" I took my whole family to the seaside and spent the whole summer vacation. During this period, I learned a few lessons of sailing and surfing skills in the local area. The black teacher who taught me gave me a thumbs up and praised him for being able to swim on the waves for the first time when I played heavy board. Balanced on the tip, I haven't seen such a gifted person in years.

It's just a pity that he still couldn't find the way to Kassel College after the sailing and surfing. The half-decayed world tree gradually sprouted and flourished in his heart over time, and after the luxuriant branches and leaves, the black cloud-like branches and leaves laid a heavy burden on him. Shadows fell over his heart.

He once thought about giving up looking for this mirage-like university, but the heaviness and sense of fate of every heavy rainy night awakened his memory again. I repeatedly took out my mobile phone and mechanically searched for the name of Kassel College over and over again. I was a little dazed, but more of an indescribable pain.

The contact on the phone was scrolled down to the last one, and the reply from the other party was to recommend a private university in Germany to him. He just glanced at it and replied with a thank you, and then deleted the conversation.

He sat blankly by the window where the rain was hitting the plantains crackling for a while, moved his finger in a mysterious way, opened a contact, and entered the history page of chatting with him, on which there was a chat record spanning almost half a year .

For half a year, he tried to re-contact the other party countless times without success. All inquiries and greetings were lost, and there was no effective way to find him on the Internet. He even thought that the owner of this account had encountered an accident. Will never light up again.

Even though he inquired the people around him and found the place where the other party lived, he only got an empty house, but even so, this contact became the reason why he never gave up looking for Kassel College from the beginning to the end. Because of the sentence the other party left behind in their last communication with him.

"Don't come to Kassel Academy, this academy is full of lunatics!"

The handwriting on the mobile phone is reflected on the rain-stained glass of the bus, and there are only two simple words in the remark ID of the contact.

Lin years.

The bus stopped at the station, and the sparse passengers on the bus swayed slightly. The sweet female voice in the broadcast reminded the passengers that "Go to Guanyin Station" and the next stop is "Haitang Road", which is still 2 minutes away from the station entrance of "Metro Line [-]". There are three stations.

The bus door opened, and the rain mixed with the cold wind drifted in. The driver shuddered and waited for the only female passenger to get on the bus. He immediately closed the door, and the air conditioner heated up the inside of the bus again.

Those who can take the bus on this road are probably going to the "Metro Line 2". The passenger who wants to get on the bus at the "Xiaguanyin Station" is no exception. She walked into the warm place wearing a black raincoat. In the interior of the bus, Chu Zihang passed by with his whole body wet.

Just at this moment, a car with headlights on outside the bus sped by. The high beam light came in from the rain-dropped glass window and shone on the side of the passenger on the sidewalk. A silvery-white light coincidentally refracted onto Chu Zihang's eyes.

Chu Zihang, who was sitting by the window seat, turned his head to look subconsciously, his whole body shook and he couldn't move his eyes any longer.

Beside him, the corner of the passing female passenger's raincoat was lifted to reveal a shoulder bag inside, with a bright silver badge similar to the school badge on the side of the bag.

A silver half-decayed world tree.

(End of this chapter)