Chapter 3 Qiao Feng I 2
It really ended up being "computer science vs. national politics", with over 20 boys from both sides fighting in the gymnasium. If it weren't for the many onlookers from other departments, the scene would have been unimaginable. By the time Hou Tonghai and the school security team arrived, Qiao Feng had already beaten out Mu Rongfu's nosebleed.
Things were resolved like this afterwards:
Chong Xu, the director of the computer science department famous for calculating pi, and Fang Zheng, the director of the political science department who is an expert on Middle East issues, went to the campus police station together with Hou Tonghai, a total of three people, and had a small meeting.
Chong Xu said: "Hehe, sports activities, students in the past also made a bit of trouble, young people, it's common."
"Hehe, actually it's not a big deal, saying that they fought, but nobody was hurt, probably just got a bit anxious and pushed each other around. The cafeteria sells rice with sand in it and students and teachers push each other too."
Hou Tonghai reminded: "One student had a nosebleed, and several others were injured."
Chong Xu said: "Hehe, a nosebleed is nothing. The weather in Bianliang has been too dry recently, and the dust from the road construction outside is heavy. Several of our professors have also had nosebleeds. A nosebleed doesn't count as an injury."
Hehe, yeah, our lady of the house twisted her ankle buying vegetables two days ago, it's nothing, nothing.
Hou Tonghai also reminded: "But the floor was also scratched."
"Hehe, the sports department has money, just fix it if it's damaged, it's not worth troubling the students over a small amount of money."
Chong Yu said: "Exactly, exactly, Zhang Sanfeng and his kind wouldn't care about that little bit of maintenance money."
Hou Tonghai finally understood and hastily nodded, saying: "That has nothing to do with our school security team, the department should just give itself a punishment, actually we're also very busy... recently there's been a rape case at Youming Lake that hasn't yielded any news yet."
Fang Zheng said seriously: "Xiao Hou, don't keep talking about rape cases, it's making everyone in school uneasy."
Chong Yu also added: "It might just be a coincidence, don't let the students spread it around."
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In the end, Qiao Feng and Murong Fu were simply taken back to their dorms, each wrote a self-criticism, received a warning and that was the end of it. Sometimes many things can be made light of or blown out of proportion, and whether the school rules in Jiang Da are strict or lenient has never been an issue.
Qiao Feng returned to the dormitory when Kang Min had already helped him finish writing his self-criticism. Kang Min patted Qiao Feng's shoulder and said, "Sister Kang is inviting you out for dinner tonight."
"Boiled meat, camellia tea duck, sauce shoulder flower......" Kang Min carelessly scanned the menu, pointing to one dish after another.
Qiao Feng sat opposite her, looking at her with some curiosity. It was still early spring in March, and Kang Min wore a skirt. The black velvet long skirt that reached the ankles, black silk stockings, and black leather shoes were all tight-fitting, accentuating her slender waist. Only her black hair was tied up with a large white handkerchief as usual, casually arranged on her chest. This outfit made Kang Min's bust look fuller and her waist slimmer, giving off a somewhat seductive vibe. Qiao Feng took another two glances, feeling a bit awkward, as it was rare for Kang Min to appear so demure.
"Feed the pigs?" Qiao Feng said, "So many?"
"That's all," said Kang Min, waving his hand and returning the menu to the waiter.
Since the development of campus-run industries in Bin Da, nearly 80 or 90% of the walls outside the south gate have been converted into restaurants, with a row of large glass windows stretching all the way to the small south gate on the west side. The lights are bright until late at night and early morning, which makes Peng Yingyu, who is on duty at the main gate, very dissatisfied, as there are always people coming in and out half-drunk or completely drunk late at night.
Kang Min leaned against the window frame, silently watching the hustle and bustle outside, without saying a word to Qiao Feng. The car lights' glow flowed one by one in her clear eyes.
"Alright?" Qiao Feng waved his hand in front of her.
"What's wrong?"
"No need to be so polite?" Qiao Feng shrugged and said, "I'm not just helping you out, that little brat Murong Fu is always getting on my nerves, just looking at him makes me want to take him down a few pegs."
"My goodness, so many useless words," Kang Min said. "I'm in a good mood today and came out to eat, don't be polite with me. Just drink as much as you can."
Qiao Feng really drank a lot. He was also very happy, but it was a warning penalty. And Kang Min was able to keep up with him cup for cup, and the two of them finished six bottles of "Bin Beer". Suddenly Qiao Feng felt that life was very brilliant.
Kang Min put down his cup: "I've found a job."
"So soon? Recruiting in March?"
"Look at everyone's skills," Kang Min said, "Who am I?"
"What company?"
"Suzhou," Kang Min replied irrelevantly.
The two people continued drinking beer, Kang Min's face gradually turned red.
"How many years have I known you, declining person?" Kang Min asked.
"It's been almost two years, right?" Qiao Feng had a large capacity for liquor and was still holding up.
"You said I mixed well at Bian Da?" Kang Min smiled, "How did you get scolded into this state?"
"Don't listen to Murong Fu's nonsense," Qiao Feng said with a fierce wave of his hand, "that little bastard has a cheap mouth."
"It's not just him who says that," Kang Min said, shaking her head. "I know many people in the department say I'm like this and that. I don't care, my boyfriend is also one of them, maybe you're also counted as one."
"Really, you also listen to what those people say?"
"Hey, I'm not talking about you, of course standing and speaking doesn't hurt the waist," Kang Min said with a smile, "Your sister Kang is also a girl, can she be afraid of what others say?"
"Female?" Qiao Feng chuckled, "I forgot."
Kang Min didn't laugh with him again: "Qiao Feng, do you think it's good for Kang sister to be like this? Drifting around all day."
Qiao Feng was taken aback, scratched his head and said: "It's not that bad, you're happy with this one for a while and that one for a while, who can control it? As long as you're happy, I don't think it's a big deal."
Kang Min held up a cup of beer, his eyes twinkling behind the golden liquid as he looked at Qiao Feng. After a moment's silence, he said, "You're right too, no one can control me, and no one really has the mood to control me..."
"Have two more bottles of beer," Kang Min restored his smile, pushing Qiao Feng across the table, "Keep drinking, when you become famous, you must get drunk."
The wine had arrived, but Qiao Feng didn't dare to drink. He was a bit skeptical of his own eyes. Kang Min's tears slowly rolled down her face, from the pointed chin falling into the glass cup.
"Is everything all right? Is everything all right?" Qiao Feng hastily asked, "Nothing's wrong, is it? Nothing's wrong, is it?"
"It's nothing..." Kang Min said.
Then Qiao Feng stared blankly at Kang Min who was lying on the table, his shoulders slightly trembling.
That was the first and only time Qiao Feng gently patted Kang Min's shoulder and said, "Little Kang, don't cry."
Kang Min seems to have completely forgotten that she had cried so hard, still playing the role of a big sister in the political science department, absolutely a generous and charming all-around talent, fooling many boys inside and outside the department, really reaching the high level of being untouched by worldly desires.
Qiao Feng and Kang Min's relationship remained as usual. Qiao Feng naturally became the new president of the National Politics Department Student Union, after being recommended by Kang Min and writing his speech for him in the election, which led some people to secretly say that the ruling class of national politics students had begun to implement a succession system. However, Kang Min didn't care about this, when Qiao Feng said he didn't want to be the president of the student union, 1.6-meter-tall Kang Min jumped up and knocked on the head of 1.9-meter-tall Qiao Feng, saying "you don't understand anything", Kang sister saw that your professional courses were terrible, so I'll get you a presidency to play with for two years, at least it will be more convenient for you to stay in graduate school later. So Qiao Feng had no choice but to agree.
Attending classes, doing homework, taking exams, attending classes, doing homework, taking exams. Time passes day by day, and the past will never come back.
When Qiao Feng was eating a casual meal at the "Wang Fu Building" outside school, which was known as the "Wang Husband Building", he suddenly realized that he had already spent two years at Bian Da. He exclaimed, "It's really fucking fast!"
The farewell dinner was not for Qiao Feng's class, but for Kang Min's. Originally, Qiao Feng hadn't received the red book with Principal Du Guo's seal, and wasn't at the stage of having a farewell dinner yet. However, he often played basketball with upperclassmen Ma Danyuan and Bai Shiming, and was close friends with Xiao Kang, so after Kang Min reserved the table, he unhesitatingly added one more person to the headcount, then called Qiao Feng over with a phone call.
The farewell dinner was a grand occasion, and at first everyone was polite and maintained their dignity - after all, they were all graduates of Bian University, so they had to show some aristocratic demeanor. However, when everyone, including the girls, got drunk on baijiu and beer and started laughing loudly without any restraint, the scene became a bit unbearable. From the moment Qin Hongmian and Bai Shijian sang a duet of "Husband and Wife Return Home" in the Huangmei dialect, the karaoke machine was seized, and even songs like Ma Dayuan's solo "Frowning Eyebrows" were brought out to show off, without any regard for the manager's hair standing on end and his cold sweat. The boys and girls started slapping each other on the back, pouring beer, switching seats, and if they couldn't grab the microphone to sing a duet, at least they had to drink three cups of Erguotou.
At this moment of joy and sorrow, emotions are a big mess. There are those who are about to go abroad to study in the Western Regions and make a fortune in Roman gold coins, so they are elated. Some have not even found a job yet, so they are worried and anxious. Some think that they will soon be able to relax and enjoy life, so they are full of energy and spirit. And then there are those whose girlfriends broke up with them after three years of dating, just as things were about to get serious. The more they drink, the more it feels like Cao Zijian rushing to the banks of the Luo River. But everyone is letting loose and drinking, marking a "temporary victory" or "strategic retreat" in life.