Zhao Qian looked at her with contempt: "We weigh only 100 people, either flat chest or short, you take up both." With a standard b cup, plus a height of 1.59 meters, what else can I say?

Li Wanqing was instantly furious: "What's wrong with flat breasts?! I'm flat breasts and I'm proud!"

Zhao Qian hurriedly avoided her punches and kicks: "Okay, okay, stop making trouble, and you are not afraid of others seeing jokes."

Is it really okay to be so loud? Where is the face? Haven’t you seen a pedestrian student not far away looking at him? Don’t you feel embarrassed, I feel embarrassed!

Wait, classmate, what does your envious expression mean?

"Let's go back and get rid of you!" Li Wanqing glared at Zhao Qian with hatred, and walked forward with her heeled sandals.

Zhao Qian felt bitter in his heart. It was so helpless to have such a cousin. He hurriedly dragged his suitcase to chase after him.

Li Wanqing threw away the unhappiness just now and was as happy as a bird: "Your school is pretty good."

In fact, the school’s environmental greening is still done very well, at least the air is fresh and pleasant.

"It's not as good as yours outside of Guangdong." Zhao Qian felt that she was mocking her.

Although Li Wanqing didn't study in 985 or 211, she is also a key university. Her reputation outside Guangdong is still very famous in the province, at least in terms of linguistics. She also studied in English, but her English level is much higher than that of Zhao Qian, who is half a bucket of water. Even the professional level 8 certificate is an excellent academic master.

The Nandu College where Zhao Qian studied was just an ordinary second-tier university in the province, which is 108,000 miles away from outside Guangdong.

He was full of resentment about this and regretted why he was addicted to novels at the beginning. If he was willing to study hard, he would not have taken the second exam.

Li Wanqing seemed to have not noticed his expression change and continued, "If you come to our school, it is still very easy to find a girlfriend. I see that many boys in our school are growing more frustrated than you. They have girlfriends. Are you ashamed?"

"I'm not ashamed!" Zhao Qian felt so heartbroken. Girl, can you chat? No wonder you have no friends when you speak like this. You're not so handsome!

Li Wanqing rolled her eyes: "Find a place to sit. It's so hot that it's so hot that I'll be sweating all over after walking for two steps." As she spoke, her little hands kept fanning.

Zhao Qian saw the fine sweat on her forehead and nose, and silently took out a pack of tissue from her pocket.

Li Wanqing looked at him in surprise and took it with a smile: "Oh, I didn't expect that you little boy would actually carry a tissue with you."

Zhao Qian was not angry: "There are problems with bringing tissues? Don't reply me!"

Li Wanqing hurriedly avoided his hands, took out the tissue to wipe her sweat, and handed him one.

Dragging his luggage to the commercial street, Zhao Qian picked up a milk tea shop and sat down, ordered two glasses of ice lemon, and the air conditioner was much more comfortable when the wind blew.

Li Wanqing leaned comfortably on the rattan chair with tissues on her forehead.

Zhao Qian asked her: "What are you going to do next? Find a job again?"

"Take it slow, don't worry."

The little girl from Milk Tea brought the drinks, and Li Wanqing held a big cup of lemon and drank: "First take some scattered translation work, and then submit her resume. However, the autumn recruitment is over, and you may not find any good jobs."

"Okay, just be able to be your own compliant." Zhao Qian was still quite worried. Although she was a few years older than her, she was actually like a child. Except in elementary school, she seemed to have been taking care of her since junior high school.

It's really not worry-free.

As if I suddenly remembered, Li Wanqing said, "By the way, today is August 15th, I'll buy a box of mooncakes later, I'll eat with you."

Zhao Qian nodded: "Okay, what stuff do you want?"

In fact, he doesn't have any taste for mooncakes. There is another one in the dormitory, which was given by Yan Jingwen next door, and he didn't even eat it when he threw it on the shelf.

"Whatever you want, except Wu Ren."

Zhao Qian: “…”

Wuren said you are trying to make trouble, right?

What's wrong with Wuren?

Is it good that the five benevolent people also have dignity?

"Then let's go with lotus seeds." Zhao Qian said casually. Anyway, Nanyue people usually eat sweet mooncakes.

Li Wanqing had no objection to this, just have to eat.

"Zhao Qian?"
Chapter completed!