Demolition Earth

Chapter 2 An Ordinary Day
Zhao Changqi didn't go back at night, but found a bar outside. ——He was broken in love, and he didn't recover for two days. After watching so many TV movies, he felt that alcohol might be more suitable for his state.

Drinking after falling in love seems to have become some kind of sacred ritual.

For the bar, it was still very early, and there were only a few people chatting in the bar.The waiter was about his age, female, with a very trendy hairstyle, and a small ring on her nose. She glanced at him: "Broken in love? Come to drink?"

Zhao Changqi has already begun to wonder if the gang of hurt people in the dormitory wrote the word broken love on his face when he was sleeping yesterday.

Nodding weakly, the waiter began to take wine from the shelf in a disorderly manner, poured a little here and there, and stuffed these colorful liquids into the mixing jar, which started to shake.The slightly exaggerated makeup on the face of the receptionist, and the nose ring that swayed with the movement, made Zhao Changqi feel that the one in front of him was a witch from a primitive tribe. She was a wounded warrior, and she was configuring some kind of mysterious weapon for herself. herbs.Zhao Changqi also divergently thought that this kind of bartending action might not necessarily have evolved from some techniques of witches, and the focus was only on the sense of ritual.

"Crack!" The witch's work was finished. She carefully poured the wine into the glass and brought it to him. It was dark red, like blood, which fit his status as a warrior.

"What's this called?"

"Long Island Iced Tea." The waiter smiled at him, "Drink it slowly, handsome guy, don't get drunk too quickly."

Zhao Changqi didn't know how others drank alone to pass the time. Anyway, the only way to pass the time was to be in a daze.He was thinking about that windless night the day before yesterday, he had just returned from eating in the cafeteria, the sunset was falling in the sky, the last ray of sunlight seemed unwilling to fall, the moon was already out, and he was still begging for nothing in the girls' dormitory downstairs.A group of people were watching there, and Zhao Changqi also approached and saw a man holding an electric guitar and placing candles under the dormitory building.

This courtship scene doesn't look very good, the man's chubby face, untuned guitar, and exaggerated gestures, Zhao Changqi can only admire the courage of this colleague if he dares to show up under such conditions.At that time, he was still thinking, no matter what, when the heroine came out, he would start booing with everyone and stand firmly on the side of the male compatriots.This is a question of the position of men.

But when the heroine came out, it was as if a bolt of lightning had struck Tianling Gai. Zhao Changqi's muscles were paralyzed, and he lost all senses in an instant. The whole world seemed to be slowed down, and the noise of the people around him was prolonged. An inaudible buzzing sound made his consciousness blurred. The picture in front of him seemed to be frozen, but it was gradually pushed forward by the powerful force of reality. The reality of this man's confession is Sun Qianqian, whom he has had a crush on for almost 5 years, from high school to university.

What happened later was almost spread like crazy on the school forums. Zhao Changqi still feels that that memory is as unreal as a dream—he rushed back to the dormitory quickly, took out his own fire stick, and ran Then he ran to the scene, showing off his skills like a convulsion, and then began to sing the song he had secretly made up for a long time.He was going to find Sun Qianqian's birthday or Valentine's Day, ask her out, and play to him slowly, but now, under the crazy noise output of the opponent's electric guitar speaker, he can only use his [-]-point broken With a gong and voice, he turned a romantic whisper of love into a failed version of Xintianyou.

At the end of this memory is the back of the sports car going away in the distance. Zhao Changqi tried to catch up with it forever with his eyes, but it still failed. The sports car turned into a bright dot at the end of the field of vision, like falling from the sky The last ray of sunshine, and then... Zhao Changqi collapsed.

He cried on the spot like a child whose favorite toy was robbed, smashed the fire stick that had been with him for the same five years on the spot, and walked back to the dormitory in a daze.He stayed up all night that night, constantly imagining that Sun Qianqian might also stay up all night.He didn't go to class the next day, and he turned into a walking dead.It wasn't until the next night that his stomach, which was almost cramped by the hunger, forced him to get up from the bed and eat something.

On the morning of the third day, the dormitory was empty. Zhao Changqi felt that he could not continue to be decadent. He was just a woman. There was no grass anywhere in the world. He closed the curtains and decided to use an indulgence to complete the gorgeous turn of his life... …

"Handsome guy." Someone sat down across from him. He glanced at him, feeling a little dazed, but he still recognized the waitress. "You can drink a lot?"

Zhao Changqi smiled: "Am I already drunk?"

"What do you think?"

"When I saw you, I felt that you would tell me not to drink, and I would say don't stop me, I'm not drunk. I must think so because I was drunk."

The waitress smiled brightly, and raised her glass to him: "You're really drunk when you don't think about what you think."

……

Zhao Changqi opened his eyes and found that he was sleeping on the carpet, which was very comfortable. He turned over and saw a long snow-white leg appearing above his head.

For some reason, Zhao Changqi didn't feel anything, probably because of the influence of alcohol - it is said that too much alcohol will make a man sexless.He got up from the floor and glanced at the bed. A strange girl was tangled with half of the quilt and fell asleep in a weird position, snoring. ——Zhao Changqi probably knew why he didn't feel anything.

The clothes on her body were intact, and there were no suspicious marks on the bed or nearby, which made Zhao Changqi heave a sigh of relief.

When she was about to brush her teeth, the girl woke up suddenly. She rushed into the toilet and shouted anxiously: "Get out, get out!"

Only then did Zhao Changqi realize that he also forgot to go to the toilet first.But it's too late.

After waiting for a long time, the toilet door opened, but she did not let it go, but said seriously: "You are not allowed to enter within 10 minutes."

Zhao Changqi didn't argue either, it's unreasonable to reason with girls.

After making sure that he didn't miss anything, Zhao Changqi asked, "Do you want to leave a call?"

The girl gave him a blank look: "Will you let me carry you when you get drunk again? By the way, you are the one who insisted on coming here?"

Zhao Changqi looked at the names on the table and the hotel service list. It seems that his grades have improved a lot after being drunk?Nodded: "No problem."

One unconscious night cost him half a month's living expenses, but Zhao Changqi felt that he was not at a loss. He thought that alcohol might be really useful. Now he suddenly felt that everything was out of the question. This feeling is very good. Let him realize his growth and start to act like a college student, an adult, not a dead nerd who plays games all day.I just don't know how long this good feeling has a shelf life.

Walking out of the hotel, when Zhao Changqi was still looking for the bus route on his mobile phone, the mobile phone rang, and the caller was a baritone voice, who was magnetic and polite and said, "Is it Zhao Changqi?"

"it's me."

"This is an experimental recruitment of Information University. You submitted your resume yesterday."

"En." Zhao Changqi remembered his previous action of casting a net, but he didn't expect the harvest to come so quickly.

"You passed the primary election, and the re-examination is in Building 1 of your university, North 203. How long do you think it will take you to get here?"

"Can you send a text message to the address, I'm afraid I'll forget it. It should be soon..."

"Okay, how long will it take you to get here?"

"Uh, is it so urgent? I'm outside now?" Isn't it normal that you call every few days for an interview and then meet again every few days? Is it so urgent?
"This is also to save everyone's time. If possible, you can also use this question itself as part of the retest."

Zhao Changqi asked the front desk of the hotel: "How long does it take to drive from here to Information University?"

"20 minutes minimum."

"Half an hour," Zhao Changqi said on the phone, "I'll be there in half an hour."

In fact, it didn't take half an hour. He urged the taxi driver and ran all the way after entering the school. It only took 18 minutes.But when he walked to the door of 203, he was already out of breath.Across the door, he had already heard the voice of the urging ghost on the phone, he was saying: "Okay, now, the last participant has also arrived, and his analysis time is 27 seconds behind mine, which is the biggest error of the day , give me a round of applause."

Hurrah, there was a wave of applause inside, Zhao Changqi knew that this was a very large lecture theater, he had attended classes here for more than three years, but he had never heard such enthusiastic voices today, and even more so. Don't say it's for yourself—could it be that you are already so famous because of your broken love?

Although he felt a little embarrassed, Zhao Changqi still bit the bullet and pushed the door open.

(End of this chapter)