24 Four people, three cheap guests

"Okay, Brother Xiaoyu, it seems like it will only happen in a while."

After two laps of exercise on the playground, Zhou Dapeng and others came up to him laughing and hugged Jiang Xiaoyu's neck. They had been winking and making Jiang Xiaoyu laugh.

"Get away and be serious!"

Jiang Xiaoyu shook Zhou Dapeng's arm on his shoulder and said seriously.

"Pretend, pretend again!"

"What's the meaning?"

"Keep pretending!"

"Circle you Chacha!"

"Ha ha ha ha!"

A few people laughed and joked and went back to the dormitory. After washing up, Jiang Xiaoyu changed into a set of clothes from his bag, a very regular white T-shirt and jeans, and soaked the two pieces of clothes on his face.

There was a burst of scrubbing in the basin, with vigorous and vigorous movements. Lao Fan, who was brushing his teeth at the side, was stunned. While Lao Fan was brushing his teeth, Jiang Xiaoyu had already finished washing the clothes.

Hey, I haven’t washed my clothes for a long time since I entered the world of killers and met the Q of Hearts. I didn’t expect that my sword is still fresh.

After washing up, the four talented men hummed and hahaed and left the dormitory. At Jiang Xiaoyu's suggestion, they put their arms around each other and went to the third floor.

As Jiang Xiaoyu expected, at the shaved noodle window on the third floor where business was booming, there was a girl with a ponytail standing there, filling the noodles for others.

"Let's go and eat noodles!"

Jiang Xiaoyu snapped his fingers, already acting like the boss of the dormitory, and the three friends were riding around... |

The college cafeteria requires credit cards. Jiang Xiaoyu has not yet applied for a card when he first arrived. Zhou Dapeng took out his card early: "Senior, four bowls of noodles."

Ponytail glanced at Jiang Xiaoyu who was smiling evilly in front of the window. He only gave Zhou Dapeng three bowls of money. Then, under the looks of the three cheap customers, he took out a card from his jacket pocket and put it outside with his backhand.

After paying for another bowl, he said coldly: "This bowl is my treat for you."

The three cheap guests were stunned.

What's going on?

Everyone in front of the window, including the three animals, uniformly looked at Jiang Xiaoyu, which made the latter feel full of vanity. The three cheap guests even narrowed their eyes and made eye contact.

Zhou Dapeng took the lead and asked: "If you are honest, you will be punished, if you confess, you will be lenient, if you resist, you will be strict!"

Jiang Xiaoyu sighed, with a disgusted expression on his face: "I didn't expect that someone who is handsome can be a meal. It's so lonely for a hero."

"nausea!"

"Gagging!"

"Unbearable!"

The three cheap guests were speechless for a while.

Under the envious and jealous gazes of those around him, Jiang Xiaoyu held up the bowl of shaved noodles and winked at Ponytail: "Madam, it's not rude to come and go without reciprocating. I'll treat you to lunch."

"No need!" Ponytail replied coldly.

"Then you need me to be rude to you?" Jiang Xiaoyu looked at the ponytail with a half-smile, and shamelessly and nonsensically took the sentence "it's rude to come back without reciprocating" out of context.

Before Ponytail could say anything, Jiang Xiaoyu was already looking for a seat with his sliced ​​noodles.

As soon as a few people sat down, the interrogation team headed by Zhou Dapeng conducted a brutal and inhumane interrogation of Jiang Xiaoyu. They persevered and even used methods to force a confession.

Jiang Xiaoyu was forced to summarize yesterday's events in a nutshell, omitting the threatening and unhealthy part in the hospital ward, and changed it to say that Boss Ma happened to be an uncle he knew.

Zhou Dapeng had a look on his face as if you believe you are the devil, but he did not continue to ask, who doesn't have his own privacy? Zhou Dapeng seemed careless, but in fact he was very thoughtful. He sucked down a piece of thick noodles and changed the subject: "

There are only two classes in the morning. After that, we go to the art department to find Sister Yezi."

"What are you looking for her for?" Jiang Xiaoyu asked doubtfully.

"Do you really think Brother Dapeng was drunk last night? I was sober. What I told you last night was not a whim. Anyway, we will go to the art department later. Even if you don't give me this face, Yan Xiaoyi will be there.

Isn’t that there? Don’t you want to see her dancing folk dance with her bare feet and enchanting figure?”

When Zhou Dapeng said this, a picture like this really appeared in Jiang Xiaoyu's mind: Yan Xiaoyi stood on tiptoes barefoot, with a red gauze on her shoulders, swaying, dancing gracefully. Zizi, how can such a picture be a beautiful word?

Can't miss it.

"Okay, go ahead!" Jiang Xiaoyu patted the table boldly, "But you have to apply for a meal card with me later, and I'll treat Ponytail to dinner at noon."

"Pah!" A meal card was thrown in front of Jiang Xiaoyu.

"Get a meal card for Yarn Ball. Just use this one. I don't eat in the college cafeteria very much anyway. From now on, you can just keep this card and recharge it after you use it!"

Jiang Xiaoyu is not the kind of person to be coy. Moreover, looking at the brand of Zhou Dapeng's clothes, Saint Laurent, he definitely doesn't care about the money, so he didn't hesitate and put the card in his pocket: "Thank you.

That’s interesting enough.”

"Ci'ao, don't disgust me." Zhou Dapeng said vaguely with his mouth full of noodles.

After dinner, a few people went to the teaching building. Although Jiang Xiaoyu chose medical school, he had no intention of completing his credits. On the one hand, he came to University A to relax, and on the other hand, he wanted to break through his bottleneck by returning to normal life.

There might be a breakthrough one day, and then there would be no need for him to stay any longer. Jiang Xiaoyu has always believed that those who achieve great things should not seek to join the crowd, and the killer world needs to be self-reliant. Therefore, in his nineteen years of life,

The number of people who can truly be his friends can be counted on one hand.

Of course, we cannot rule out the possibility that Zhou Dapeng can become his friends.

Where there are women, there are ducks.

If two women are equivalent to a thousand ducks, then there are tens of thousands of ducks in a room of women. There is no place for peace and quiet. When Jiang Xiaoyu, Zhou Dapeng and others were sitting in the back row, several waves of girls came over.

Taking the initiative to chat is nothing more than 'handsome man, you are so handsome, can you give me your phone number' or 'handsome man, let's have dinner together when you are free, my name is xxx', etc. Jiang Xiaoyu will not refuse anyone who asks for his phone number.

Phone number, if you want a name, give a name, if you want a penguin number, give a penguin number, if you want a chicken number - of course you can't give it.

Just kidding, which woman would be so unrestrained as to openly want a penis? If she wants it, she should do it in private - after all, if she has a mobile phone number, it’s not just a matter of texting?

Zhou Dapeng and the others finally realized the gap between themselves and Jiang Xiaoyu. Where they were crowded with people, they were not alone. Although Jiang Xiaoyu was a newcomer and it was normal for him to be popular, when they first arrived, they were not as popular as Jiang Xiaoyu.

Xiaoyu was so attractive, the three of them sighed, wishing they could be Jiang Xiaoyu's substitute, wishing they could use their crazy love to exchange Jiang Xiaoyu's antique mobile phone.
Chapter completed!