blueteamnovel Chapter 122 "Come in, come in! The door's unlocked!"
Chapter 122 "Come in, come in! The door's unlocked!"
Stepping out of the teaching building, the sunlight was blinding.
Shen Li narrowed her eyes and took a deep breath.
My mind is still replaying Mu Yuan's words... "The essence of a movie is 'watching'", "The director is a professional conman, and the actors are his accomplices".
This is more straightforward than any "sense of conviction" or "emotional memory," and it's far more insightful than anything by Stanislavski or Brecht.
He was pondering it when his phone vibrated.
He took it out and saw it was a WeChat message from Tang Tian, her tone urgent and demanding:
"Junior Shen Li!!! I need help urgently!!! The faucet you fixed last time has started leaking again!!! This time it's not just dripping, it's gushing!!! Like a fountain!!! My roommate can't stop it even with a towel!!!"
A short video followed.
When Shen Li clicked on it, wow, the faucet was spraying water like a high-pressure water gun, splashing everywhere, and the sink was almost like a small waterfall.
In the background of the video, you can hear a girl screaming: "Tang Tian, you fucking stop filming! A towel! Give me another towel!"
Shen Li's lips twitched involuntarily.
Last time I went to faucet repair room 406 in building 3, they replaced the washer with a new one, which should last at least six months.
It's only been a few days! And there's water spraying again? Is this a faucet or a fountain?
"Senior Tang, is someone in your dorm using the water tap as a hand exerciser? The newly replaced gasket couldn't possibly break so quickly."
Shen Li replied with a message.
Tang Tian replied instantly, sending three crying emojis: "I don't know either!!! Anyway, hurry up!!! If you don't come soon, our dorm will turn into a swimming pool!!!"
Well, the God of Wealth is knocking on the door again.
Shen Li put her phone back in her pocket and turned to walk towards the dormitory building. The toolbox was still with Yang Yi; she needed to go back and get it first.
When we arrived at the entrance of 512, we pushed the door open and went in. Jingyang was applying hair gel in front of the mirror. His hair looked like it had just been styled by a tornado, and he was humming "I Will Love You Till I Die" off-key.
Yang Yi sat on the bed reading a book, while Dai Xiao, as usual, became one with the computer, typing away on the keyboard.
"Young Master Jing, is your hairstyle for a bird's nest imitation contest?" Shen Li picked up her toolbox.
"What do you know!" Jing Yang said without turning his head, looking at himself in the mirror from left to right.
"This afternoon I went over the lines with Li Fei for a skit at the welcome party. I'm playing a down-on-his-luck painter, so I need to have that 'unruly' vibe. This hairstyle is called 'The Artist's Wrath,' you know?"
"An artist's anger?" Shen Li chuckled. "I think it's more like a 'hair salon's injustice.' You must have used half a pound of hairspray. What if it catches fire when the stage lights come on?"
"Can't you wish me well for once?" Jing Yang rolled his eyes and continued to fiddle with his "anger".
Yang Yi looked up from his book: "Shen Li, you're missing a wrench in your toolbox. I lent it to Xiong Ge in the next dorm last time, and he said he'd return it today. Could you pick it up when you pass by?"
Shen Li nodded, walked to the door of the dormitory next door, and knocked on the door.
The door opened.
The person who opened the door was Xiong Rui's roommate, a burly male martial arts major, shirtless.
His muscular physique gleamed with a bronze sheen under the dim corridor lights, his chest, abs, and biceps clearly defined.
Those pectoral muscles...tsk, they're fuller than many girls Shen Li has ever seen...
"Looking for Brother Xiong?"
The guy had a loud voice, "He went out to train! A wrench, right? It's on the table!" He stepped aside to let Shen Li in.
Shen Li picked up the wrench and casually asked, "How's Xiong Ge's training going?"
"Hey, what can he do? He practices every day. Today, Senior Sister Fang Ying dragged him along to be her sparring partner, saying they were going to practice some new routine. Brother Xiong's face was green when he left."
That guy had a gloating look on his face.
Fang Ying? A sparring partner? Shen Li's mind flashed instantly to Fang Ying's cold and alluring face and her devilish physique that could kick someone away, and she couldn't help but shiver.
Silently, she lit incense for Xiong Rui in her heart. Then, she grabbed a wrench and quickly slipped away.
When she arrived at Building 3, Shen Li looked up at the old girls' dormitory building.
The gray exterior walls and colorful clothes hanging on the balconies fluttering in the wind, from lace bras to cartoon pajamas, from yoga pants to mini skirts, make it look like a "women's intimate items expo".
The dorm supervisor already knows him... After all, Shen Li has been frequently entering and leaving the girls' dormitory lately, either fixing water pipes, installing routers, changing lock cylinders, or assembling furniture.
The aunt's gaze towards him changed from initial scrutiny and suspicion to acceptance and even a friendly greeting:
"Hey, Xiao Shen's here again? Which room's having problems this time?"
"406, Tang Tian's dorm." After registering, Shen Li carried her toolbox upstairs.
The hallway was filled with a complex smell, a mixture of shampoo, laundry detergent, skincare products, and instant noodles.
Several girls, dressed in pajamas and slippers, were carrying basins to the washroom to wash up. When they saw him, a tall boy, walking down the girls' dormitory corridor, some covered their mouths and giggled, while others boldly stared at him.
Another girl wearing a spaghetti strap nightgown brushed past Shen Li, leaving a trail of fragrance. The straps were as thin as noodles, as if they might snap at any moment.
When I arrived at the door of 406, the door was half-open, and a jumble of noises came from inside... the sound of running water, girls chattering, and slippers splashing in the water.
Shen Li knocked on the door: "Senior, the repairman is here!"
"Come in, come in! The door's unlocked!"
Tang Tian's voice came from inside, her tone conveying an eagerness that said, "You've finally arrived."
I pushed the door open and went in. Good heavens!
Over at the sink, the faucet was still gushing water, though a little less than in the video, it was still stubbornly spraying out thin jets of water.
A thin layer of water had accumulated on the ground, and several wet towels were lying on the ground, completely soaked.
Tang Tian stood next to the sink, clutching a towel in her hand, half of her body soaked.
She was wearing a white, tight-fitting short-sleeved T-shirt today... and now, after being splashed with water, the T-shirt has become almost transparent.
The outline of the black lingerie inside was clearly visible, its full and firm curves clung tightly to the soaked fabric, outlining a breathtaking silhouette.
Water droplets still clung to her face, sliding down the graceful curve of her oval face and dripping onto the barely visible cleavage.
There were two girls standing next to them.
One was Lu Manman, whom Shen Li had met before, wearing that signature slip dress... Wearing a nightgown in broad daylight shows that this woman's laziness has reached an "incurable" level.
She was filling a basin with water, the hem of her nightgown was soaked, and her two long, white legs were on the wet floor in flip-flops. Her toenails were painted a shiny pink, and she exuded a contradictory aura of "lazy and sexy".
I've never met the other girl, Shen Li.
She wore a dark green silk camisole with two thin straps hanging on her round, fair shoulders. The neckline was incredibly low, and her ample bosom swayed gently as she bent over to catch water.
She wore denim hot pants that were shockingly short, revealing her two long, straight legs that shone white under the lights.
Her features are quite aggressive... thick eyebrows, big eyes, a high nose bridge, full lips, and a sharp look in her eyes that says "I'm not someone to mess with."