Feeling a great malice, Song Xi turned and left.
No, no, no, go!
This bedroom is poisonous!
As soon as Song Xi left, Song Chen was silly.
Sister, I just wanted to ask you how to get together with your classmates. What are you running for?
Song Xi didn''t run. He walked as quietly and gracefully as possible under the amazing eyes of a group of freshmen.
On both sides of the corridor, the bedroom doors are all open. I hope I can wait for a draught.
The boys slumped in their chairs chatting, and many people were amazed at 303.
"303 that man is a cow!"
"The first thing to do on the first day of check-in is to install air conditioners. Are the children from large families?"
"Sure! Didn''t you see how much the housekeeper looked at others?"
"We can only fan the melon batch manually... Ma Jill, I also want to blow the air conditioner!"
"Come and visit more! We are all from the same hospital. Maybe many big classes will be together."
"I dare not... When the local tyrant stood there just now and looked up... Tut Tut, I finally know what gas field is!"
"I''m afraid of a hammer! The two classes of economics have more than 20 boys who depend on each other. They are comrades in arms living in the shadow of the women''s army. They can get familiar with each other slowly."
"I don''t want to cook slowly. I want to blow the air conditioner now..."
"Er also wants to... Ah, why didn''t Er share a bedroom with the local tyrant?"
"Really, it''s so hot that it''s about to spit blood. There''s an air conditioner blowing next door, and we can only keep spitting out our tongue... Old paper really wants to die!"
Hearing this, Song Xi was suddenly in a good mood.
There is only happiness when there is comparison. My brother doesn''t have to be tortured by the heat. I''m really lucky to think about it.
The good mood lasted until I returned to my bedroom.
When I opened the door and saw the old-fashioned ceiling fan spinning above my head, Song Xi was suddenly a little depressed.
What''s your life, smelly boy?
Elder sister, I''ve been bored for two years. As soon as you go to college, you enjoy yourself like an uncle?
Hey, why didn''t I meet a local tyrant roommate!
……
In Room 303, with the dedication of the two masters, the installation of air conditioning was soon completed.
The installation fee was 200 yuan. Wang Yan didn''t give more. The two masters were still happy.
It''s enough for each person to get an extra package of soft China besides his own job.
Li zewen supervised the completion of the installation and followed his departure.
"Wang Yan, I still have a job over there. I''ll withdraw first. If you have something to do, go directly to the office to find me."
"OK, brother Li, go slowly."
The diligent Dutch bean thief had an eye. As soon as they left, they immediately began to clean up the balcony.
The room temperature just dropped, so he leaned comfortably on his chair and hummed.
"Ouch! It''s so comfortable! My family doesn''t have air conditioning. I didn''t expect to enjoy school so much... Brother Wang, thank you!"
Wang Yan gave a pep talk.
Take your "Yo" back!
Ruyu and squirrel are spraying again.
"If I hadn''t stopped in front just now, your sand sculpture would have been scratched and blossomed by that woman!"
"You''re just like me. I didn''t dare to fart just now!"
……
Song Chen still didn''t know how to chat with everyone. He sat there with a straight face and watched.
Small eyes are actually yearning, just don''t know how to participate.
Wang Yan''s eyes turned around the handsome boy''s face, shook his head and smiled.
Next, everyone chatted. Wang Yan didn''t participate much and bowed his head to tidy up the box.
I don''t know. There are many things I haven''t seen in the box.
What surprised Wang Yan most was a Philips razor. It was electric. There was a piece of big head glue on the handle and a second-dimensional cute sister. She was holding a dog in her hand and was dragged away by the dog. She was in a flustered posture, but her expression was smiling and full of vitality.
Don''t ask, it''s Liu Li''s handwriting.
Wang Yan''s heart was warm. He opened it on his chin and snored twice. The thin stubble was immediately cleaned up.
Another extra thing is a Montblanc signature pen.
The exquisite small square box has a skin on the surface. As soon as it is opened, a pure white and silver inlaid ballpoint pen comes into view.
That pen is easy to use or not. I don''t know for the moment. Its appearance is really high. Wang Yan likes it at first sight.
There are four special refills in the small box, which are black, blue, purple and green.
The invoice is wooden, but there is a small gift note.
It was written in three short lines:
If the words are so beautiful, write more.
nice to meet you.
thank you.
The signature is ys.
In fact, there is no signature. Wang Yan can guess that it must be sent by Xiaogong''s Fu Yushi.
If you can put it in your own box, Liu Li must agree.
Wang Yan estimated that this pen should not be cheap. He felt funny and warm.
It''s very good to know how to be polite and give back when you are taken care of.
Ruyu''s position was behind Wang Yan. When he saw the pen, he suddenly made a fuss.
"Dig! Brother Wang, your pen is so beautiful! It must be very expensive?"
Wang Yan has a black line all over his forehead.
Can you straighten your tongue before you speak?
The squirrel came over to have a look and said, "it''s not cheap. It''s for sure... What brand, brother Wang?"
In fact, Wang Yisong''s family is very rich, but before that age, they don''t have much disposable wealth, and their eyesight is not enough.
The standard LV, Hermes and other big brand clothes can be recognized. The signature pen, a high-end minority luxury, is black in both eyes.
Wang Yan didn''t know how much money it was and didn''t bother to check it.
It''s too vulgar for a friend''s mind to tangle with the price.
So he smiled casually and said, "Montblanc, it doesn''t matter how much it''s given by a friend."
Go through the box again. The rest of the gadgets should be given by the hotel.
Lu Yuanyuan and Na Wu did not prepare gifts for Wang Yan. Without sufficient reasons, they sent them for giving, which seemed very hypocritical.
After all the things were cleaned up, the wardrobe was full, and there were still a lot of things that could only be placed outside.
Looking at the time, it was nearly 4:30. Wang Yan was so hungry that he was beating a drum.
"It seems that the last man won''t be here today. Let''s go to dinner."
"OK, let''s go!"
"What do you eat?"
"Brother Wang, you must!"
"Anyway, no matter what you eat, I''ll treat you for the first meal today!"
The squirrel is very heroic. It seems that he is bound to win the identity of the second bedroom.
"Go out and see again. Today we come with the edge of our eyes."
Wang Yan made the final decision, and everyone got up one after another.
As soon as I opened the bedroom door, a heat wave came to my face. My brothers became more and more grateful to Wang Dashao.
The bedroom opposite and next door was open to let out the wind. As soon as the immortals in bedroom 303 appeared, they greeted them warmly.
"Brothers, go to dinner?"
"Great God, can you rub the air conditioner in your bedroom and play poker in the evening?"
"Hey, are you from economics class 1? If so, let''s meet in the evening?"
Ruyu immediately shakes up. He can talk to anyone in a northeast dialect. He seems to be a 303 foreign spokesman.
When walking out of the bedroom building and on the road, everyone naturally guards Wang Yan in the middle.
Just after the college entrance examination and dreaming about college life, Wang Yan never imagined that there would be today.
But when things really happened, Wang Yan found that he adapted quite quickly.
Hey, hey, it''s great!