Colonial Responsibility

In the country of Zixu, there is no city. The vastness - the heaven and earth are swallowed up, the chaos seems to be opened for the first time, the arrow, no, it is water. The rain all over the sky shot down like bullets and pierced into the mud like steel needles. Southern University, located in the mountains, has been completely enveloped in a huge dense network of rain curtains, and the dormitory buildings are blurred in the torn by strong winds. But these seem to have nothing to do with dormitory 102. At this time, the doors and windows of dormitory 102 were closed, almost blocking out the sound of rain. Yes, this dormitory is famous for being shameless, no, the curtains are thick. In the dormitory, the sounds of turning pages of books, typing on keyboards, and snorings of people sleeping soundly come and go. It is extremely quiet and peaceful. ——As Lin Minyi woke up slightly, there was another commotion on bed A. Pan Yuchen stopped at the computer desk, took off his headphones, and extinguished the flames on the mechanical keyboard. Pan was originally rushing to prepare the new arrangements for the student union. At NTU, the student union is the leader of the students. Any decent student This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.