chapter 19.

In the booth of Tongguo Restaurant, Cheng Yu looked at his phone absentmindedly.

The band's bassist Lao K caught a glimpse of him looking at a photo: "What's wrong with Turbo today? Is he in a bad mood? Are you looking at beautiful women in WeChat Moments?"

Lead singer Lin Shimao said: "We don't have women in our turbo, it's not like you don't know."

"Oh, right." Lao K remembered that Turbo had a first love, and this lost first love was Turbo's inspiration muse. Every song written by Turbo seemed to have the shadow of longing.

"Eat your food." Cheng Yu turned off his phone.

It was probably because he met a Shamate in the afternoon. Shamate was squatting on the roadside and petting a cat. The sound of Shamate calling "Mimi" brought back memories, and Cheng Yu thought of him again.

When he was fourteen years old, Cheng Yu went to the countryside with his grandfather to spend the summer vacation, and fell in love there.

That was the first and only time in his life that he fell in love with someone else.

That summer vacation, due to family arrangements, Cheng Yu left Shanling and went to Switzerland. He originally thought he was going to have an operation, but after a final checkup, he just recuperated for a while and then returned to China. He immediately made an excuse.

Go to Shanling County to meet my little girlfriend.

Unexpectedly, I went to the house and asked, only to find out that my girlfriend's family had moved to Beijing.

After returning to Macau, Cheng Yu asked his parents to go to mainland China to study. He did not tell anyone about his little girlfriend. He privately found out the middle school where his girlfriend went to and planned to transfer there.

But at this time, Cheng Yu unexpectedly learned that something had happened to his girlfriend's family.

My girlfriend's father was sentenced for producing fake bags, while my girlfriend's mother took her two children and ran away with the money overnight. I don't know which country she went to. There is no news yet.

In the past few years, Cheng Yu still thought of him often. The fireflies all over the mountains and plains were floating in his dreams, visible but intangible, as if they had taken root in his heart. To this day, he still cannot forget that short-lived scene.

Yes, like a dream of first love.

Late at night, Cheng Yu rode his motorcycle back to his home near the Temple of the Reclining Buddha. This courtyard house was purchased and renovated by his grandfather many years ago. In the first year of Cheng Yu’s college in the capital, he formed a new band and turned the entire north room into a working space.

The room was soundproofed and musical instruments were installed. Even if he practiced drums late at night, no neighbors would knock on the door.

In the dormitory, Xue Youka used the makeup remover towel given to him by the makeup lady, washed his face for a long time before removing the makeup, and turned on the computer to check today's closing price.

A few years ago, He Xiaoyou helped a friend who worked in a bank and registered a securities account at the bank. He then used this account to start secretly trading stocks.

That year the Luqiao stock surged. Xue Youka, who was in high school, entered the market with a principal of 500 yuan and quickly made a small profit. After reading a bunch of trading books, he found that they were all lies, and later he came into contact with the randomwalk theory.

In the same year, when Bitcoin plummeted to 13 US dollars, he thought he might still be able to make a little profit, so he bought more than 20 of them and kept the rest of the money in the stock market.

He mainly speculates in virtual currencies and checks the market on bitmex every few days. Although he doesn’t have much money invested in the stock market and just speculates for fun, he takes a look at it every day. He knows that stock trading is not a long-term solution, so he is so urgent.

I want to find a stable source of income.

Roommate Wang Jian came up from the gym on the first floor of the dormitory. He was covered in sweat and went to his computer to take a look and said: "Xue Youka, you have been looking at stocks all day, do you have two high-quality recommendations? I will buy some too.

"

Although they are top students in the Finance Department of T University, for a freshman who has just graduated from the college entrance examination, the knowledge learned in books is far from supporting them to make objective and correct judgments. At least Wang Jian saw this kind of stock page

I just look confused and don’t know how to choose. Stock trading is equivalent to speculation. No matter how good you are, you may fall into trouble. It has nothing to do with whether you learn finance or not.

So Xue Youka, the youngest in the dormitory and not yet eighteen years old, actually started playing stocks as soon as he was a freshman and seemed to be doing well. He thought it was a bit amazing.

"Then let me recommend a few." Xue Youka found a note on the dormitory desk, casually wrote a few stock codes, wrote a date range at the back, and then wrote two percentages.

7%-10%.

represents his predicted rate of return.

"If you have extra pocket money that can be used for investment, you can buy some of these to try. However, my prediction may not be accurate, and I may lose money."

Wang Jian took the note from his hand and thought, "Oh shit, this is too much of a pretense..." Professors in their department are not as pretentious as his roommate.

"Okay, thank you." Wang Jian said calmly, "I'll download the software later and have a look... Hey, what software are you using?"

Wang Jian came close to his computer, pretended to casually slide his fingers across his computer's touch pad, and quietly took a look at his positions.

The position is only over 9,000...

Wang Jian looked away, and his "very awesome" impression of him had completely changed.

He thought Xue Youka was some kind of big stock speculator, but he only held a stock position worth 9,000 yuan, and he dared to recommend it to others and predict the rate of return.

Wang Jian returned to his desk and threw the note on the table.

At ten o'clock in the evening, Xue Youka climbed into bed and prepared to sleep. Sun Wenhao sent him a refined picture: "The one I took this afternoon has been repaired. What do you think?"

"I have been retouched so that I don't even look like me anymore... This is not as good as the original picture, a hundred dollars a picture??"

"No! I didn't spend any money. My roommate said that his girlfriend's photoshop skills are so good that she can make him look like Edison Chen, herself look like Adjani, and the two of them can take a photo of the century together! So I felt free to send the photos to her.

This girl’s skills are pretty good, look at how exquisite this microdermabrasion is!”

The important thing is that it didn't cost any money.

Xue Youka took a closer look and thought it would be okay if he didn't spend any money.

Sun Wenhao said: "Xiao Ka, if you don't have any objection, I will send it for you. But today you and Zhisuo bumped into each other again, and his fans have already started to criticize you. Don't accidentally get into a fight with others."

"I ignore them." Xue Youka said, "Mouse, I'm going to treat you to dinner on the weekend. It's the girl who edited the photos and your roommate. Thank you for their help."

"Okay!" Sun Wenhao really loves the second dimension, so he worked tirelessly to help Xue Youka with his career. He only asks his friend not to forget him when he becomes famous, and to help him date cute two-dimensional girls.

Today is the first day of T's Hundred Regiment War. Early in the morning, Lao K called Turbo and specially invited him to come over and take charge.

"Brother Yu, there were only ten new members last year. If this continues, the guitar club will die in my generation. Can you come over and help me gain popularity?"

Cheng Yu disliked this kind of situation very much. He had not joined any clubs, let alone a member of the Kyrgyzstan Association. He did not agree at first, but when get out of class was over, Lao K blocked him at the door of the classroom, and then he was forced to come over: "Do me a favor, Brother, I will be responsible for cleaning the studio for a month!"

"Half a year." Cheng Yu said.

Lao K gratefully agreed, sending the most beautiful girl in the club to play and sing, and a male god like Turbo sitting in charge. Even if he didn't do anything and just sat there coldly, he could attract everyone's attention.

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There was only one C++ class in the morning. After class at noon, Xue Youka and his roommates rushed to the venue of the Hundred Regiments War event. There are more than two hundred clubs in T University, and they all gathered downstairs in the Zijin dormitory area today.

Xue Youka, who has pink hair on his head, looks dazzling wherever he goes. Every time he passes by an exhibition area, he is pulled by seniors to hand him flyers: "Junior, are you a freshman? Do you like mystery novels? It doesn't matter if you don't like it! Come to us.

Mystery Club, there are offline werewolf killings, escape rooms, and many activities every week!”

"Thank you, senior, where is the Photography Association?"

"In the front, but junior, are you really not coming to our reasoning club? There are beauties!"

"No, no, thank you!" Declining the senior sister's request for WeChat, Xue Youka ran away between her roommates and looked at the club booths in front of them one by one.

"Which club is that? It's so popular." Wang Jian raised his finger.

Xue Youka looked over and saw that the booth was different from other crowded booths. There was a circle of people around, mostly girls, and the sound of singing could be heard.

"There is a girl singing, is she the campus goddess?" Another roommate rushed over to take a look.

Xue Youka also curiously walked to the edge of the crowd and stood on tiptoe to look inside.

It turned out to be a guitar club. There was a girl sitting inside playing the guitar and singing "Those Flowers" by Pu Shu. Many girls were taking photos frantically, and some were even screaming.

Do girls nowadays like to look at beautiful women so much?

He looked away without knowing why, and said to his roommate: "I'll go to the Photography Association to sign up first, and let's meet under the dormitory building later."

When I first entered college, I only had roommates who were familiar with each other. Except for one native from Beijing, the other three in their 511 dormitory were all outsiders, so they all did activities together and went to the cafeteria together.

As soon as Cheng Yu sat down, he was surrounded by a circle of people and was photographed. He was also treated as a product by Lao K: "Of course, school girl, Turbo often rehearses in the Kyrgyzstan Association. As long as you join our association, you can see him every day!"

"No, schoolgirl, I can't just give you his WeChat account. If you like Turbo, you can ask him for it yourself. Join our Kyrgyzstan Association and you'll have lots of opportunities, hehe."

"Don't know guitar? You can learn it, as long as you really love music!"

Cheng Yu was almost deafened by the noise, so he put on his baseball cap, asked Old K to get a cigarette, and went out from behind the booth to get some fresh air.

Not far away, Cheng Yu suddenly caught a glimpse of a boy with pink hair.

Is this killing so many people now?
Chapter completed!