Lingzi is not too cold today

Chapter 82 Don't Jump
It rained for several days without stopping.

After returning from vacation, Zhong Lingzi worked even harder to make money.

"Hello, your takeaway has arrived, please come down and pick it up, thank you."

This is the sentence she utters the most every day.

"Okay, put it downstairs for me."

This is the reply she hears the most.

"Next order, total two 509."

Zhong Lingzi looked at the order, then rode on the electric bike and drove towards the complex.

The raindrops swaying in the wind hit the brim of her hat, and the girl was expressionless.

She has gotten used to the wind and rain these days.

It seems that the sky will never be sunny, it doesn't matter, just let the rain keep falling.

When Zhong Lingzi arrived downstairs, he had just dialed the phone, but was rejected again.

"There are too many people in the corridor, it's too noisy."

"The takeaway has been delivered to you, it's downstairs, come down and get it."

"Can I send it to Complex Building [-]? I just finished class and changed classrooms."

Zhong Lingzi frowned.

Few students would order takeaway between classes.

"Row."

Zhong Lingzi took the takeaway and turned around.

Complex Building [-] is a little far away from Complex Building [-], so it will take some time.

"Here, where are you?"

"I'm at the tennis court, please help me get there."

Seeing the customer's reply, Zhong Lingzi couldn't help feeling angry.

"Didn't you say you were going to Complex Four?"

There was no reply from the customer.

She looked around and looked around, but she didn't find the tennis court.

"Where is the tennis court you mentioned?"

"In the stadium between Complex Four and Complex Two."

Zhong Lingzi suppressed his anger, turned back and rushed to the stadium.

"Sorry, I don't want it anymore, I have a refund."

After she arrived, the reply letter she received made her suddenly explode.

"What do you mean? Are you kidding me?"

She tried to call several times but was refused.

Zhong Lingzi was convinced now that he was being tricked.

She looked at the phone number of a single person, and found that it was a temporary number, and the name was also set to a private state.

After wasting so much time and going back and forth, Zhong Lingzi also accumulated a lot of resentment in his heart.

When I rushed to the dormitory in Liudong to deliver the next order, the riding speed was much faster.

Downstairs in the dormitory, she stopped the scooter, and kicked hard when she bent her leg, quickly and forcefully.

Even bystanders could tell that she was extremely agitated right now.

Coming in the wind and going in the rain, Zhong Lingzi's clothes were soaked through, and her shoes and socks seemed to have been soaked in water.

"The takeaway is here, come down and get it."

Her tone of voice on the phone also became a lot more blunt and cold.

"Whoo~"

Another gust of wind passed by, bending the nearby camphor trees and swaying the fallen leaves.

The trash can was pushed down by the wind, and the scattered plastic bags and cartons, as well as the fallen leaves on the ground, were blown by the wind and flew together.

The wind was so strong that a piercing scream could be heard, and it beat on the glass windows, causing strong tremors.

Standing under the eaves of the dormitory building, she couldn't help shaking, shrank her neck, and her face turned pale.

The raindrops carried by the wind hit her raincoat like a barrage.

The electric car parked at the door began to shake.

Zhong Lingzi's pupils trembled slightly, and he hurried over there, stretching out his hand as hard as he could.

"Whoo~"

The whistling sound of the wind became even sharper, and it directly lifted her hood and hair, revealing her pale and delicate face, blowing her back two steps.

boom!
Under her horrified gaze, the electric car fell down, and the takeaways contained in the boxes hanging behind dumped out.

Ramen noodles, sliced ​​noodles, beef, Chaoshan beef balls, white radish... all leaked out and fell into the stagnant water all over the floor.

Zhong Lingzi was stunned, looking at the mess, her eyes flushed.

"It's over... it's over..."

"Beef Ramen, from 3312, is it here?"

The students who came downstairs stood in front of the door and shouted while stepping on their slippers.

Zhong Lingzi came back to his senses, looked at the last order number in his hand, and handed it over without saying a word.

The boy also noticed the downed electric car and the spilled food, took a quick look, and then went upstairs.

This world already has its own snow, each with its own darkness and brightness.

Zhong Lingzi's throat was severely congested as he watched the takeaways all over the place.

She walked over, knelt down to pick up the orders, and made calls one by one.

"Student, I'm sorry, there was some accident on the way, and the takeaway can't be delivered. You can add me on WeChat, and I'll refund you the money."

The students returning to the dormitory after class came one after another.

The boys hooked their shoulders and chatted endlessly about eating chicken and LOL.

The girls squeezed an umbrella and screamed as they watched the umbrella deformed by the wind.

Couples in communication held each other's hands and made playful noises.

Zhong Lingzi stood in place wearing a raincoat, kept calling to apologize, and then added her classmate's Wechat refund.

Among the pedestrians who came and went in a hurry, some people responded with curious eyes, but they would look away after just a glance.

When returning to the cafeteria stall, Zhong Lingzi took off his raincoat, and his hair was still dripping.

The shoes left water stains all over the place.

"Done? Why is it so fast today?"

The proprietress was a little surprised.

"Ah."

Zhong Lingzi just nodded slightly, without speaking.

She lost more than a dozen orders, some of which were more expensive and more than 240 yuan in total.

It's like she's been doing nothing for two and a half days.

"What's wrong? Not happy?"

Gongsun Jin noticed something strange about her, so she leaned over and asked in a low voice.

"It's okay, but my clothes are wet and I feel a little uncomfortable. I want to go back to the dormitory to take a shower."

Zhong Lingzi's tone remained calm.

"You haven't had lunch yet."

"What do you want for lunch?"

Gongsun Jin asked.

"Hand-Pulled Noodle."

She lowered her eyes, as if she didn't want to say another word.

Gongsun Jin heard the words, kneaded the dough as usual, and made beef bone soup ramen for her.

Zhong Lingzi ate very slowly, she looked very ladylike, quite different from her lively look when eating in the past.

Clothes that have been soaked in the rain always have a strange smell and need to be washed well.

Zhong Lingzi went back to the dormitory, took a shower, and used cold water, and the hot water card needed to be recharged.

Even when the weather turned cooler in autumn, she was not willing to recharge.

The public washing machine costs two yuan a time. She thinks it is expensive, so she still washes it by hand.

The jacket and short sleeves in the basin are a bit old, and the neckline and cuffs are slightly yellowed.

Zhong Lingzi remembered that these were clothes she bought in her sophomore year of high school.

Even a girl from a poor family in the countryside will go to the rookie station every three days after entering college, with new clothes and shoes constantly.

But in the past two years, she hasn't bought a new dress for herself.

The afternoon class is management, and each group needs to send a representative to show the homework assigned before.

As the team leader, Ouyang Rui was also the most social person in the dormitory, so he was ordered in a crisis.

Lin Hui's social cattle are only reflected in interacting with girls.

Tang Fulin has "speech phobia", or in other words, he has a fear of everything expressed in words.

Even in his best English.

As for Gongsun Jin, at the cost of adding two Teochew beef balls to Ouyang Rui's stuttering noodles, he willingly made Ouyang Rui the speaker of the project.

In a sense, this is the most powerful network that Ouyang Rui has ever had.

"Leaders must learn to coordinate and have sufficient strategic vision."

"Yuan Shao lost to Cao Cao, largely because he made a strategic mistake and chose the wrong timing. He failed to deal a decisive blow when Cao Cao's foothold was not stable."

"Secondly, as a leader, you must know how to adjust internal contradictions. If there are too many internal contradictions in a group, the work efficiency will be low."

"Yuan Shao was lenient on the outside and jealous on the inside, self-willed, politically corrupt, and lax in governing the army. Although there was a lot of soldiers and food, the morale of the army was lax."

"In addition, he allowed his advisers to fight for power and profit, and the struggle between various factions was also very fierce."

"On the other hand, Cao Cao knows people well, can adopt the correct opinions of his subordinates, and seizes opportunities flexibly."

"Therefore, Cao Cao's group is relatively united, while Yuan Shao's group is full of contradictions."

"Finally, as a leader, you must have precise and sharp judgment."

"During specific battles, Yuan Shao made fatal mistakes many times."

"Cao Cao first guarded Guandu and waited for work with ease. Later, he adopted the strategy of attacking the east and attacking the west, broke the siege of the white horse, beheaded Yuan Shao's generals Yan Liang and Wen Chou, and greatly defeated the spirit of Yuan Jun."

"Then on the one hand defend Guandu and confront Yuan Shao, on the other hand wait for an opportunity to harass Yuan Shao's grain path."

"In the end, Cao Cao adopted the suggestion of Xu You, the counselor who came to surrender Yuan Shao, and personally led [-] elite soldiers to attack Yuan Shao's grain-heavy Wuchao, and burned more than [-] grain carts, causing the morale of Yuan's army to collapse and the army's morale to be lax."

"Yuan Shao only had more than 800 cavalrymen who fled back to Hebei, and more than 7 people surrendered to Cao Cao, but they were all killed. The main force of Yuan's army was wiped out in this battle."

Ouyang Rui explained very carefully.

As a fan of "Three Kingdoms", he read this climactic episode several times, and also referred to the analysis of many people on the forum.

Lin Hui and Gongsun Jin also gave their own opinions as supplements.

"After the Battle of Guandu, Cao Cao basically pacified the north, and this battle also reversed the situation between Cao Cao and Yuan Shao."

"Excuse me, do you have anything to add or question?"

Ouyang Rui was full of confidence, smiling and looking at the audience.

"Well, in fact, after Yuan Shao's defeat in the Battle of Guandu, his overall strength has not been greatly affected."

"Besides, Yuan Shao once again consolidated his rule within two years, Cao Cao was unable to attack Yuan Shao, and the two sides were still in a state of confrontation."

"Yuan Shao's power was destroyed mainly because his sons fought among themselves and were defeated one by one by Cao Cao. That's why Hebei was pacified by Cao Cao."

"The battle at Guandu didn't have a particularly big impact on the situation."

Gongsun Jin stood up and spoke very seriously.

"The author of the novel wrote it like this. Yuan Shao was defeated in the Battle of Guandu, and he vomited blood and died shortly after returning."

"You know the Three Kingdoms better than the author?"

Ouyang Rui said straightforwardly.

There were bursts of laughter in the class.

Gongsun Jin was at a loss for words when he heard the words, so he had to sit down silently.

In fact, it is inappropriate to use the plot in the novel to do the case analysis of management.

It's just that "Three Kingdoms" is so popular that many people who don't read online articles pay special attention to this book.

Most of the students in the class have read it and understand the content.

The management teacher also happens to be a fan of the book.

So it makes sense to use the Battle of Guandu as a case study.

This homework was done fairly well, and the management teacher was also very satisfied.

At the end of the whole day's class, Gongsun Jin packed up the textbooks, walked among the crowd, and followed them downstairs.

After leaving the teaching building, he walked while thinking about the follow-up plot of "Three Kingdoms".

The follow-up should be the story of Liu Bei crossing the river with the people and Zhuge Liang fighting the Confucians.

"The literary play of the war of words against the Confucians is very exciting, there are quite a lot of specific lines, and there are a few passages that I can't remember clearly."

Gongsun Jin was thinking, trying to recall the whole picture from his memory.

The sentence I remember most deeply is "It seems that the old disease has relapsed."

The reason why it is profound is because this sentence was made into an emoticon package.

"Hurry up and write it down."

Gongsun Jin tried to take out the phone from his pocket to write it down.

I touched all the pockets, but found that they were empty.

I was stunned in place, and suddenly remembered that I should have landed in the classroom, so I turned back.

The sky outside the window is gloomy, the dark clouds are like a sea hanging upside down, and the rain is pattering.

Zhong Lingzi sat by the window alone, watching the raindrops beating on the glass window, slowly turning into paintings.

Those eyes were dull and lifeless, like a doll that had forgotten to be wound.

After a long time, there was some anger in her eyes.

The clockwork of the puppet seemed to turn a few times, driving her along the stairs on the fifth floor to the sixth floor.

When she got here, she still didn't stop.

The road to the rooftop was somewhat blocked, and the external unit of the air conditioner was humming.

Cardboard boxes are piled with broken sports equipment, taekwondo targets, the kind with red leather wrapped in sponge and metal.

Broken tables and chairs, dummy with missing arms and legs, broken sofas and coffee tables discarded from the director's office, broken rackets and featherless badmintons, all covered with a thick layer of dust.

Few people have been here before. When Zhong Lingzi came here, the dust on the steps left shallow footprints.

Due to the water leak, the walls were yellow and moldy, and moss grew in some places.

The gap was too small to let his feet fall, Zhong Lingzi stepped on the sundries and hopped deftly, as swiftly as a hare.

There is a wooden sign at the end with the words "The roof is closed, please do not approach".

Zhong Lingzi came to the end of the road and deftly pulled the bolt of the iron gate.

The moment the iron door was opened, the wind and rain rushed in through the gap, and caught off guard and brushed her short blonde hair away.

The girl squeezed in through the small gap, like Alice in Wonderland.

Raindrops all over the sky fell on her beautiful cheeks.

The girl took two deep breaths, and the wind from the roof howled, blowing her clothes back.

When she first started school, she discovered this place, a secret garden that belongs only to her.

She likes to sing and practice the piano, but she doesn't want to disturb others.

So I always sneak here when no one knows, playing guitar and singing my own songs on the rooftop.

She sat down on the edge of the terrace, like a bird that is next to a cliff and flies to a high place by the wind.

She looked down, her heart beating faster unconsciously.

Both fear and an urge to jump down.

It is said that this is an early warning when creatures are in danger at high places.

The brain will tell you that it is safe only when you reach the bottom.

And the fastest way to reach the bottom is to jump down.

Zhong Lingzi looked into the distance, and there was no end to the endless mountains.

The huge campus is full of tall camphor and maple trees.

Girls ride on the backseat of boys' bicycles and walk through the campus, holding umbrellas for boys they like.

The delivery man in a raincoat riding an eDonkey came and went in the wind and rain.

The wipers of the car sweep the rain, and it is the parents who drive to the school to pick up their children and go home.

The bustling world is both quiet and lively in the rain.

The liveliness is theirs, and the quietness is her own.

Zhong Lingzi lowered her eyes and pulled her hair.

She used to have long hair, long and straight, black and smooth, very beautiful.

Later, in order to pay for her younger sister's tuition, she cut off her hair and sold it.

The tuition fee for the country primary school that year was 99 yuan, she remembers it clearly.

At this time, she suddenly thought a lot.

I remembered the doubts and ridicule of my classmates in high school.

"Her mother is the boss's mistress."

"Little San's daughter."

I remembered the back of my father who was carrying a suitcase and never looked back when he left home.

I remembered the 200 yuan he was obsequious and handed to her.

I thought of the purse my grandma handed her, and the accusations from my uncles when my grandma was lying on the hospital bed.

I remembered the embarrassment and hardship I had when I only ate two green vegetable buns for a meal.

I remembered that when I sang in a bar, I forced myself to smile in front of annoying people.

I thought of the exhaustion of delivering food in the wind and rain, but in vain.

I remembered the strange eyes of my classmates when I was accused of stealing things.

I remembered the indifferent eyes of the onlookers when they were arguing in the cafeteria.

"Why is it so hard in this world?"

The wind blew through her hair, as if in response to her.

The girl moved towards the edge of the roof, her voice drifting in the wind.

In her sight, a familiar figure slowly walked downstairs.

She stared at him for a long time.

Gongsun Jin felt that someone was looking at him, so he raised his head.

Seeing Zhong Lingzi on the edge of the rooftop, he was a little surprised at first, then smiled slightly and waved to her.

Seeing this, Zhong Lingzi also beckoned dumbly.

After a while, Gongsun Jin seemed to think of something suddenly, the smile on his face disappeared, replaced by an unprecedented panic.

"Don't jump!"

The boy yelled at her, and then ran upstairs with all his strength.

Those two short words resounded in her ears.

(End of this chapter)