Chapter 79 Farce
Rong Yuan lived in the Jiaotong University in City B, where the math training team was held. The chemistry and physics training was held in two other schools nearby, where the management was relatively stricter. He would go to attend classes every few days and get some study materials. On this day, he came back from the chemistry training team. As soon as he entered the hall, he ran into a person coming out of the corridor on the left.
He had light hair, medium-length hair that was messy and sticking up, a straight nose, slightly raised eyes, a mole under the corner of his eye, a dimple on the left side of his cheek, a thin figure, and a confused look in his eyes, like a lost animal. He looked safe and harmless.
The man walked around the hall, looked around in confusion, and then walked into the aisle on the right. Rong Yuan sighed and found an empty seat nearby. A few minutes later, he saw him walk out from the right again.
When he saw the hall, the man was stunned, turned around and went back. This time it took him a little longer. After more than ten minutes, he came down from the middle stairs.
Seeing the familiar hall, he stood at the staircase for a while, thinking for a while, and then walked in from the left passage. Seven or eight minutes later, he came in from the back door.
It was unknown how long he had been walking around in this five-story apartment building, but he looked out of breath and could no longer walk. He stood in the middle of the hall with an innocent look on his face, looking around in confusion, and then he saw Rong Yuan and walked over happily and asked, "Hello, classmate, do you know..." He took out a room card, looked at it, and said, "How do I get to room 335?"
Rong Yuan sighed again. He had already read several pages of the materials in his hand before he remembered to ask someone. He stood up and said, "I know. Come with me."
"That's great! I've been looking for it for a long time and can't find it! This place is built just like a maze." The man complained and followed Rong Yuan to Room 335 on the third floor. He saw Rong Yuan take out a card and swipe it on the card reader, and the door opened.
"Hey, how...how could you..." He looked at Rong Yuan in surprise, his face full of the words "How could you open my door?" He even took two steps back and looked up at the room number to confirm that it was "335". When he saw Rong Yuan standing in front of the door looking at him speechlessly, he suddenly realized something, clenched his left fist and clapped his right palm, and said in surprise : "You are my roommate!"
——We’ve been living together for almost two weeks. Can you please not act like it’s the first time we meet every time?
Rong Yuan felt extremely powerless and complained in his mind out of habit. However, he was too lazy to say the same words when this guy named Ni Zihao didn't recognize him when they met for the third time.
After Ni Zihao confirmed Rong Yuan's identity, he smirked and stuck out his tongue, expressing his apology for not recognizing him along the way. He wanted to say something, but suddenly froze, took out a small notebook and looked at it, then raised his head and greeted in a very textbook way: "Rong Yuan, have you eaten lunch?"
Rong Yuan walked into the house and said, "I have eaten, thank you. What you ate and whether it was delicious is not a question that needs to be discussed. There is no need to share the snacks you brought, because you ate them all the day before yesterday. Put away your notebook, I remember it better than you do. Also, wash the clothes you changed this morning."
"...Oh." Ni Zihao silently put away his small notebook, put down the book, rolled up his sleeves, and went into the bathroom to wash clothes .
Rong Yuan was sitting at the table reading a book. After a while, Ni Zihao suddenly ran out of the bathroom and asked in a panic, "Roommate! Roommate!" When Rong Yuan heard him shout like that, he knew that this guy had forgotten his name again. "Have you seen my glasses?"
Rong Yuan glanced at him and asked, "Isn't it right above your head?"
"Ah?" Ni Zihao touched his head and found the glasses he stuck on his head as a hairpin. He said foolishly, "Really?" He laughed for a while, saw the foam on his hands, suddenly remembered what he was going to do, and ran back to the bathroom.
Rong Yuan felt that even considering the population of the entire Sugar Country... no, the entire Earth, it was not easy to meet a roommate with such a weird personality. This Ni Zihao was not only a super directionally challenged and face-blind, but also had senile amnesia decades in advance. He forgot what he had for breakfast at noon, and where he had been at noon at night. If he was slightly interrupted in what he was doing, he might forget what he was going to do. Rong Yuan always wondered how he could live peacefully until now.
Among the students who came to participate in the training camp, Ni Zihao is the only one whose parents have not returned yet. His mother lives in a hotel near the school. She comes to see him every morning and evening. She sends him to the classroom in the morning and picks him up in the evening. At noon, he goes back and forth with other students. Once again, Ni Zihao accidentally followed the wrong person - face blindness can't hurt him - I don't know how he got there, but he actually ran to the B City Film and Television University five kilometers away to find a dormitory orz. But Ni Zihao is so slow and has no awareness of being a road idiot. Every time he gets lost, he is confident that he will find the right direction by himself. He always has to wait until he has walked countless wrong ways before he thinks of asking for help.
Even in the concave-shaped hotel where they had been staying, Ni Zihao got lost every day. In all this time, Rong Yuan had only seen him find his way back twice by chance. The rest of the time, he was either seen and sent back by other classmates, or sent back by his mother, or Rong Yuan was entrusted by Ni's mother and the life teacher to pick him up from nearby.
But this person has an incomparable keenness and inspiration when it comes to numbers. In the previous national finals, he finished second because he made a mistake in writing a decimal point. In the first exam after entering the training camp, he and Rong Yuan tied for first place. After that, the first and second place were only rotated between the two of them. If Rong Yuan was not careful, he might be overtaken by him.
In the evening, Ni Zihao and Rong Yuan were both in the dormitory, working on the real contest questions. After Ni Zihao had been writing for a while, he suddenly asked himself, "Did I have lunch this afternoon?"
He thought for a long time but couldn't come up with an answer, so he asked Rong Yuan next to him. Rong Yuan, who came back from the library later than him, said casually: "No, right?" - Note this "right", it is a question word. Rong Yuan just asked a question in return, but Ni Zihao heard it as an affirmative sentence, so he judged that he needed to eat.
Then he went to get a meal and ate it while reading a book. After finishing it with some difficulty, he touched his stomach and said, "Ah... I feel so full today."
He packed up the lunch box with a bulging belly and threw it into the trash can. Seeing that there was another lunch box inside, he bent down and sniffed it, then said to Rong Yuan, "You're going to get some lunch this afternoon too? It's my favorite chestnut chicken!"
——No, I finished my meal in the cafeteria, and what I ate was not chestnut chicken.
Rong Yuan leaned back and looked at the trash can under the TV cabinet, where two white biodegradable lunch boxes were neatly stacked. He silently glanced at Ni Zihao, who even found it difficult to bend over, and decided not to tell him that he might have eaten dinner twice.
——This fool, can’t he even tell whether he is hungry or not?
——What should I do? I feel so guilty.
For the first time in his life, Rong Yuan felt guilty for a mistake that was not caused by him at all. He took out a box of digestive tablets from his suitcase - one of the regular medicines Zheng Yirou prepared for him before coming here - and threw it to Ni Zihao and said, "Take it according to the instructions."
"Oh, thank you." Ni Zihao carefully looked at the instructions on the back, checked the shelf life and production date, then took out four tablets and chewed them dry.
Rong Yuan felt very tired.
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Rong Yuan and his classmates' classroom is a large lecture hall in the school. Why do only 50 students have to attend classes in such a large classroom? Because there are many auditors. Many local students in City B who are determined to participate in competitions next year or the year after will come to attend classes, and some training classes will also bring their own students to attend the lectures. After all, most of the teachers who teach them are famous domestic professors or lecturers. The content is concise, the analysis is insightful, and it also involves a variety of problem-solving methods and techniques, which is very valuable to learn. In the past, some schools set up classes in small classrooms, and as a result, there were too many auditors and the real trainees could not squeeze in.
However, the whole afternoon was for self-study, and auditors rarely came at this time. Only the students from the training camp were in the classroom. As soon as Rong Yuan and Ni Zihao opened the door, they found a crowd of people in front of the classroom, blocking their way.
A short-haired girl said angrily: "Ganzhe is not that kind of person! You have no evidence, stop talking nonsense!"
A tall, thin boy wearing glasses said, "How can I have no evidence? Look, we are all wearing this thing, but she is the only one without it! Who would believe her if she said she didn't feel guilty?"
"What's wrong with not wearing it? Who says I have to wear this watch? I don't like it and have never worn it. Is that not okay?" the short-haired girl said angrily.
"Hello, can you please let me pass?" Ni Zihao said to the people stuck in the road, but no one paid any attention to him.
The tall and thin boy said, "Then ask her to take out her watch! My watch has my initials engraved on the back. If she stole it, she would be able to tell at a glance!"
"Just take it! Gan Zheng, take out your watch and show it to him!" said the girl with short hair.
Gan Zheng stammered, his lips trembling slightly, and whispered, "I... I don't have it with me..."
"It's just as well that I didn't bring it! Ask someone to search for it. If it can be found, it must be mine!"
"You say search, then search! Do you think you are a policeman? Even if you are a policeman, you need a search warrant!" Gan Zheng's other friend echoed.
Rong Yuan and his companions, who were blocked at the door, listened for a while. It turned out that the tall and thin boy's watch was still there during lunch, but he went to the toilet just now and it disappeared when he came back. The watch was a unisex watch with no male or female styles. Each of them got one. It was the prize for the gold medal in the finals, which means "cherish time". Unlike the exercise books and pens given out in ordinary high school competitions, this watch is an international brand with a simple and generous design, accurate timekeeping, excellent waterproof performance, and a non-luxurious appearance. The most important thing is that it is worth tens of thousands of yuan. Almost all of them wear this watch on their wrists, not only to tell the time, but more importantly, it symbolizes a kind of honor. Even Rong Yuan threw away his old watch and replaced it with this new one.
Only Gan Zheng never wore it. Her clothes were also very simple, and they were obviously cheap street goods. Even if the others were from poor families, they would get bonuses from the organizing committee if they won gold medals in the finals. Provinces, cities and schools would also have cash rewards. In some places, relatives and friends would send gifts to express congratulations. At worst, there were invitations from various advertisers or TV stations, and many people would hold money to put into their pockets. So at least on the outside, they all dressed brightly and did not look like they were short of money. Therefore, when the boy's watch was lost, Gan Zheng was the first person to be suspected. In addition, Gan Zheng could not take out his watch and looked a little flustered, which made him even more suspicious.
Seeing that their quarrel was getting more and more fierce, affecting a wider range of people, and about to develop into a physical fight, Rong Yuan turned around and prepared to go to another study room to do his homework. But when he turned back, he found that there were many people standing at the door, obviously watching their quarrel.
Rong Yuan frowned, closed his eyes, held his breath and listened attentively for a while. In the darkness, he stripped away the noisy quarrels, the whispered discussions, the rubbing of fabrics, the sounds of tables and chairs being pulled, and only one unique sound remained.
"Tick-tock...tick-tock...tick-tock..."
The ticking sound of many mechanical pointers rang in his ears, from far and near. Rong Yuan seemed to see many watches floating in the air around him in the darkness, each one of them turning tirelessly.
Rong Yuan opened his eyes, and directly pushed the person in front of him away, and walked to the center of the crowd. The people blocking his way fell apart, and Ni Zihao hurriedly followed behind, dodging left and right.
"What are you doing?" The boy he was staring at took a defensive stance and looked at him warily.
Gan Zheng also looked at him strangely with tears in his eyes.
Rong Yuan leaned forward and fished with two fingers from the boy's left trouser pocket that drooped slightly - he was wearing a pair of baggy trousers with three or four pairs of pockets from top to bottom - and pulled out a silver watch. Seeing this, everyone was speechless - it was obvious that he had put the watch into a pocket he didn't use often before going to the toilet, and then he forgot about it. When he found out that the watch was missing, he started yelling and looking for the thief. Even if he remembered where he put the watch later, he probably wouldn't have the courage to confess his wrongful accusation.
Rong Yuan raised the watch to the level of the tall boy's eyes, then loosened his grip, and the boy quickly caught it with both hands. He looked around at the people around him, then walked towards his seat. This time, everyone who was blocking his way involuntarily made way, and Ni Zihao hurriedly followed, holding the book.
The farce was over, and the tall and thin boy left the classroom with his things, his face flushed. After Gan Zheng thanked his friend, he saw Rong Yuan sitting aside and starting to do the questions, and hesitated for a moment.
"Don't go, that guy will definitely ignore you." Her friend pulled her and said.
"But I have to say thank you! Otherwise, I don't know how this matter will end today." Gan Zheng said persistently.
"Forget it, forget it. It's up to you." The friend let go of her hand, looking as if he couldn't do anything to her.
Gan Zheng walked over to Rong Yuan and sat down, whispering, "Thank you, Rong Yuan."
