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Chapter 148, Ocarina (please subscribe!)

Nanjing Road is a major road in the Shanghai Stock Exchange, with a ten-mile long street, full of flowers and is famous all over the world.
In Fudan, there is also a main road, which is the Guanghua Avenue of later generations, also known as "Nanjing Road" in the 1980s.
Why call it "Nanjing Road"?
Because it is the longest east-west avenue on Fudan campus, with a total length of nearly 800 meters and is lively and noisy. Whenever class is held, the flow of students will travel from the east (dormitory building) to the west (teaching building); after class, everyone flocks from west to east to the dormitory and canteen.
There are rows of shops on both sides of Nanjing Road in Shanghai.
There are columns and wall posters on both sides of Fudan's "Nanjing Road". The content is varied and attracts many students every day. Nowadays, there are no computers, mobile phones, and no Internet. Fudan's latest news, entertainment gossip, poetry, and novels mainly appear on "Nanjing Road".
When they entered from the main gate of Fudan, the first thing they saw was the statue of a great man. After Li Heng stopped to look at it, he appeared on Nanjing Road on campus with Zouping. The two of them did not care about the poems and news, but looked carefully along the bulletin board. Unfortunately, they searched for a long time but did not find a small advertisement for renting a house.
I also fumbled all kinds of advertising stickers nearby, but there was still nothing.
Half an hour passed, and the two looked at each other, and their faces gradually became heavier.
Zou Ping comforted: "Let's just go directly to the faculty and staff dormitory area, maybe there is one there."
Li Heng thought about it and nodded, and that was the only way.
Fudan teacher and staff dormitories are generally distributed on Guonian Road, Guoquan Road, and Guoshun Road. It is said that the dormitories are actually independent distribution of houses for teachers and staff, saying goodbye to the beginning of collective dormitories on campus.
Speaking of Fudan dormitories, it is actually quite historical. In the past, it was known as three villages and four villages. "Also known as "Fudan Village", there are one or two hundred bungalows, small buildings and townhouses left over from the Japanese occupation period, forming a "cottage". It is a general term for the dormitories of teachers and students when Fudan returned to Shanghai from Chongqing.
They are Lushan Village, Xuhui Village, Jialing Village, Dezhuang, Zhuzhuang, Songzhuang and Yuzhuang. They respectively represent seven place names: Lushan, Xujiahui, Jialing River, Hede Road, Guiyang, Wusong and Chongqing.
After liberation, in order to cut off the "old Fudan", many of Fudan's place names and building names were renamed, and many were replaced by Arabic numerals. From then on, the names of "Three Villages and Four Villages" no longer existed.
For example, Lushan Village was changed to the first dormitory, Xuhui Village was the second dormitory, Dezhuang was the third dormitory, Jialing Village was the fourth dormitory, Zhuzhuang was the fifth dormitory, Songzhuang was the sixth dormitory, and Yuzhuang was the seventh dormitory.
The first one for Li Heng and the others to go to Jialing Village, which is the fourth dormitory, three rows of four-story buildings, with eaves and tile roofs, and old appearances. They are all large single rooms. They are generally staff houses that are separated from single life, and are the beginning stage of the Fudan housing division system.
Although the room is large, the kitchen and bathroom are used together in public areas. The "tiger stove" with boiling water is at the bottom of the middle building. Opposite the dormitory is the trade union, the middle stove canteen and the playground.
After reading it, Li Heng shook his head. It's so damn. He has a good cooking skills and can't get used to eating Shanghai-market dishes, which is too inconvenient.
But even so, even if he was very dissatisfied with such a teaching staff dormitory, there was still no room for rent.
While it was still early, the two of them wandered around the third to seventh dormitories, but they almost exhausted but still found nothing.
Zou Ping looked at the old Shanghai mechanical watch on his left hand and cheered up, "Don't be discouraged, there are Lushan Village (first dormitory) and Xuhui Village (second dormitory). Let's go and ask."
Li Heng has no hope for this.
If the faculty and staff dormitories are of the highest level, then Lushan Village and Xuhui Village are undoubtedly the ones at the top of the pyramid. There are the fewest houses, but the conditions for the houses are the best. Those who live in them are all big shots. Anyone who picks them up will be top scholars and celebrities in the country.
For example, in Lushan Village, there were once awesome professors such as Chen Wangdao, Wu Lifu, Zhang Mingyang, Hong Shen, Quan Zengyan, Zhang Jinyi, Lu Yudao.
Xuhui Village is not much inferior. It has been a fierce man such as Wang Dong, Zhou Gucheng, Zhou Yutong, Jiang Tianshu, Qi Qisheng, Xiao Gan, Fang Lingru, Zhang Mengwen.
Principal Zhang Yi also lives in Xuhui Village. No. 31 and 32 where he lives are called "Zhang Gongguan".
Li Heng was tired of walking, but he thought that he urgently needed a quiet place to write, so he followed him, otherwise what could he do?
That's all.
With a lucky mood, the two of them patiently found more than an hour. They were too far away and were about to set off. But they were still empty and hitting walls everywhere.
"Old Li, let's take a break. My legs are cramped and I can't walk anymore."
At the entrance of a bottom-bottomed yard in Lushan Village, Zouping, who was watching around, suddenly fell down while walking, fell to eat shit, and got up with a whimper and sat on the red brick steps next to him.
Li Heng, who was behind, hurried over and asked with concern: "Old Zou, are you okay?"
"It's okay, it's okay, I'll leave after a break." Zou Ping pointed to the clean red brick on the right and signaled him to sit down.
He was sweating profusely and was really tired. Li Heng took a breath and sat down.
Zou Ping looked at the small building opposite and suddenly sighed: "The living environment here is really good."
Could it be bad?
You should know that Lushan Village was originally a residence for Japanese officers and senior staff. It has about two-story buildings with more than 20 buildings. Each building has its own yard. There is an attic, a balcony and a storage room on the upper floor. There is a kitchen, a bathroom, and a gas and a toilet.
However, Li Heng did not respond, but focused his attention on the melodious sound of the ocarina.
The sound comes from the small building directly in front of you. The song is "Clouds in Hometown". The sound is beautiful, crisp, loud and has a unique charm.
Zou Ping seemed to be immersed in the sound of the ocarina. He didn't speak again until the song was finished, "I think this person must be a delicate and peaceful person who can play such a melody."
Li Heng agreed with this, just like drinking alcohol to taste others, the music can also distinguish people.
After listening to another song, Zouping stood up and said, "Old Li, let's go to Yanyuan again. The Red House said there is no room available."
Li Heng did not move, but looked up at the young man in the attic diagonally opposite. The other party sat on the balcony with his knees, twisted a string of red rosary in his hand, and looked down at Li Heng from a high place.
Or, the other party will see Li Heng for as long as Li Heng has been sitting.
Seeing that the situation was wrong, Zou Ping looked up in his sight and was stunned: "Huh? When did this person appear? Why didn't I notice it before?"
Li Heng said: "I've been there all the time, but the other party is meditating and enlightening. Uh, just think he's enlightening. Anyway, I saw it from the beginning."
Zou Ping was puzzled: "Why did he look at you like this?"
Li Heng said: "Can we look around and treat us as thieves?"
It’s okay if you don’t say it, but it’s really possible. Zouping has been questioned by several waves of people today.
After looking at each other for a while, just when Li Heng was out of patience to get up and about to leave, two people came to the entrance of the alley, one man and one woman.
The woman was very alert and looked at Li Heng and Zou Ping, and couldn't help but question: "What are you two doing? Why are you swaying here all the time? If you don't leave, I'll call someone."
Li Heng was speechless. He had seen this woman. When he entered Lushan Village, he encountered her and a group of people hanging their legs and eating popsicles on the wall.
Zou Ping had experience in this matter, so he quickly explained: "Don't get me wrong. We are looking for rent. We are tired of walking here and rest for a while."
As he said that, in the other party's unbelievable eyes, he took out his work permit from Harvest magazine and handed it over.
The woman took the work permit and looked down, and argued the name, department and position on it. After a while, she asked: "Are you the editor of Harvest Magazine?"
Being able to be an editor in Harvest magazine is a glorious job, Zou Ping nodded and said yes.
"Isn't Harvest magazine in Jingan District? Why did you come here to rent a house?" asked the man next to you.
Zou Ping pointed at Li Heng, "I rented him, he is the new student of Fudan this year."
A man and a woman looked at each other for a while. The woman suddenly looked up and shouted to the Taoist priest who was meditating in the attic: "Fu Yanjie, don't you think living alone is boring? Someone wants to rent a house."
Fu Yanjie???
Li Heng almost vomited when he heard this. Who the hell is going to give such a name? It's really, it's just so
"It's neither big nor small, and the living expenses are gone this month." Fu Yanjie was unmoved and spoke slowly, and his right hand continued to chase the rosary one by one.
"Brother, someone wants to rent a house." The woman shouted.
"I'm not deaf." Taoist Fu Yanjie calmed down and closed his eyes.
"This person is the editor of Harvest magazine." The woman said.
The Taoist priest was silent and obviously the editor’s identity is not easy to use here.
The woman probably figured out her brother's temperament. After seeing that there was no chance, she shouted: "Brother, have you prepared dinner? I'm hungry."
The Taoist priest said: "Today, I will not eat after noon."
Listening to the strange conversation between the two, Li Heng and Zou Ping looked at each other and headed towards the Red Building of Yanyuan.
As a result, the result of a trip was still a failure.
Li Heng sighed and said, "Forget it, it's getting late, let's go back and solve the stomach problem first."
Zou Ping felt that this was the only way to do it for the time being. He drove a small bun and the two returned to Wujiao Square.
I didn’t go to the Blue Sky Hotel for dinner. There were too many people and there was no place at all. I just found a small roadside restaurant to deal with it.
During the meal, Li Heng said: "Old Zou, you go back to the magazine to work tomorrow. I want to report on school. I guess there is not much time left in the day."
Actually, the school starts for at most half a day, but he is still thinking about Xiao Han's black-hearted girl, so he has to go there no matter what the afternoon.
As for the reason why I didn't go tonight, I could even think about it with my toes. If school is not started today, Xiao Hai and Wei Shiman must be with their baby daughter. They were undoubtedly in the past.
For a moment, he really thought of Wei Shiman and his wife showing their faces in front of him, which slapped Xiao Han's sharpness.
But considering the consequences of showing his face, he extinguished his mind again.
He wants more than one, and he is very ambitious. Song Yu, Xiao Han and Chen Zijin don’t want to give up. They act rashly, which is a bad idea.
Ps: Oh, this chapter is just an introduction and preparation, but I guarantee that every character will appear later, so it is a transitional chapter. Tomorrow's chapter officially enters the theme of university life.
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