Jiang Chen's originally small eyes were wide open with Chen Zhe's. She ate loudly and even fought for food with Chen Zhe. She would grab whatever food Chen Zhe was eating.
But Shen Rongrong ate warmly, chewed slowly, glanced at Chen Zhe secretly, lowered her head and pursed her lips with a smile, which in Chen Zhe's opinion was provocative.
One look at Jiang Chen and he felt that this meal was very exciting.
Looking at Shen Rongrong again, I felt that the food was delicious, warm and sweet.
"This is what Rongrong made, you are not allowed to eat it,"
Jiang Chen roared angrily and blocked Chen Zhe's chopsticks with his own chopsticks, as confidently as if this was her home.
Shen Rongrong smiled slightly and gave Chen Zhe some eggs.
Jiang Chen slapped the table and got angry: "Hey, Rongrong, you are so busy, why did you give him the stuff?"
Shen Rongrong smiled and said nothing.
Chen Zhe eats a lot and eats quickly.
Jiang Chen doesn't eat as much as him, but he eats faster than him.
Shen Rongrong eats slowly, but she eats little.
So the meal only lasted about ten minutes, and Jiang Chen and Chen Zhe put down their chopsticks one after another.
While Jiang Chen was picking up the bowls and chopsticks, Chen Zhe quickly came over and kissed Shen Rongrong on the face. Before Jiang Chen turned around, he quickly ran away and picked up his bowls and chopsticks.
Shen Rongrong was stunned for a moment, lowered her head and said nothing, stood up and packed up the remaining things on the table, except that her ears were pink.
The two of them had a little break, which was better than their wedding, but Jiang Chen disrupted the situation, which made Chen Zhe feel even more itchy and uncomfortable.
He rummaged through the luggage he brought back for a while, and finally took out a bottle of perfume and threw it to Jiang Chen: "I finally went to Hong Kong, and this is for you... uh... that perfume is very suitable for you, haha ,"
Chen Zhe didn't know much about perfume, but Zhou Tong knew that this thing was a good gift for women, so he got a bottle of each type for him, and was afraid that he would mess with it, so he packed them into categories and put them away.
As soon as he took out the perfume, Chen Zhe saw the words "men's perfume" on the package.
Oops, this is a men's perfume, it's a big mistake.
He took back the perfume he handed out and said, "Uh... this doesn't suit you. I'll change it for you later..."
"Holy shit, Chanel's sports perfume,"
Jiang Chen's eyes widened and he grabbed her in an unladylike manner: "How do you know I like this? I've always liked this taste, but it's a pity that it's not easy to buy."
She laughed a few times and saw that Chen Zhe seemed to be holding the perfume in a daze, so she grabbed it.
"Oh, the one who knows me is Chen Zhe!"
Jiang Chen happily opened the package, sprayed it on his wrist a few times, and handed it to Chen Zhe to smell it: "How is it? This smells very good. Domestic counters sell all products from mainland China. This kind of limited edition is really rare. "
Chen Zhe scratched his hair: "This is...men's perfume,"
"Nonsense, of course I know, but this model is more neutral, effeminate, or... suitable for youthful girls like me," Jiang Chen laughed and patted Chen Zhe on the shoulder: " You're pretty good on your way, okay, just with this perfume, you will be my friend, Jiang Chen, from now on, just mention my name if you have anything to do,"
Chen Zhe had a dark look on his face.
Shen Rongrong watched from the side and curled her lips slightly.
Chen Zhe made a lip sync of "And your gift".
Shen Rongrong smiled and said nothing.
Chen Zhe looked at his watch: "We seem to have classes in the afternoon. I have to go and sign in. Do you have classes in the afternoon?"
"Our philosophy department only registered in the morning, and there are no classes in the afternoon. Rongrong is going to the bookstore in the afternoon to buy some accounting-type professional books. I will accompany her," Jiang Chen puffed up his chest. Although his personality was not that good, he was a girl after all, so he got I was still happy to hold the gift in my chest.
Shen Rongrong nodded: "Jiang Chen and I will go to the bookstore in the afternoon."
In this case, we can only let Shen Rongrong and Jiang Chen go.
Chen Zhe said goodbye to the two girls and went out to school.
When Liu Yi's call came, Chen Zhe took a look and picked it up: "Liu Yi,"
"Well, it's me. I'll be at school soon. Would you like to register in the afternoon? I don't know which classroom has classes in the afternoon. Let's go together," Liu Yi's voice was not soft. At least the volume did not sound like a lovelorn person.
Chen Zhe nodded: "Okay, I'll wait for you at the back door."
After putting down the phone, Liu Yi walked over within five minutes.
After all, he had let go of his relationship for so many years, so it was impossible to say that he was in high spirits, but the depression between his brows had dissipated quite a bit.
"Haha, you arrived so early, let's go," Liu Yi waved and walked into the back door with Chen Zhe...
The two of them hadn't had a class together for half a year. Liu Yi sighed and said, "I remember we often had classes together in junior high school, but my home was close to the school at that time, so I was usually the one waiting for you."
"Yeah, we're here at university in a flash. Time flies so fast," Chen Zhe sighed.
Liu Yi nodded: "Now I am a sophomore, and I will enter the society in another two years. Have you decided what to do?"
Chen Zhe shook his head: "Let's talk about it then."
In the past, I was still worried about my future, but now Chen Zhe has come into contact with something more mysterious and exciting, spiritual practice.
If you are a white-collar worker, with heavy work and complicated interpersonal relationships, your spiritual practice will definitely be affected.
If you take the civil service exam, the intrigues involved will cloud your heart and even affect your ambition.
Therefore, practitioners try to stay away from tedious things. Sects like Tianxin Pavilion will send some smart disciples to take care of the sect's business, and most people will concentrate on practicing.
As soon as the two entered the back door of the school, they heard a chaotic sound.
"Damn, you old man is talking nonsense, please erase it quickly, pack your things and leave," a school security guard yelled, waving a rubber stick.
A man about fifty years old made a cushion and sat cross-legged inside the back door of the school.
Written in chalk on the front of the seat cushion: "My grandma is a living immortal who can measure horoscopes, determine good and bad luck, judge marriage, predict misfortunes and fortunes, predict past lives, and know future generations. There is nothing unpredictable."
Of course, stalls are not allowed in the school, let alone fortune-telling. The security guard was just doing his best to urinate, and I don’t know when such an old man appeared.
It was the second day of school at Jiangcheng University, and it was also the day to recruit new students.
There were many young faces coming and going, and there were even parents accompanying them. There were a lot of people, so many people came to see the fun and surrounded the three floors inside and three outside.
Chen Zhe and Liu Yi squeezed in and almost laughed when they saw the old man.
This is extremely unprofessional.
If you want to make money by telling fortunes, you first need to find a better place. Why not put it in a university? Not many young people believe in this thing.
Even if you tell fortunes in college, well, can you be more professional? At least put up a more impressive banner and get a table.
It’s fine without these things. Can your handwriting be more beautiful? Well, it doesn’t matter if the handwriting is not beautiful. Don’t make typos.
I am a living god, so there shouldn't be a female character in front of the word "Nai"... Why do I feel so YD?
And the one that indicates good luck and bad luck... obviously I wrote the word "bad luck" in the chest, and then crossed out "chest" and changed it to "bad luck".
I don't care about you, but why don't you pretend to be a bit superior?
In Chen Zhe's imagination, the so-called "experts" who make money by telling fortunes should at least not be too young, have a long beard on their chin, be thinner, and preferably blind...if not, they can wear sunglasses to show off. The worst thing is that your eyes are brighter and you look more elegant.
No matter what, he looks a bit like a master.
And what about this old man?
He was wearing a worn-out Nike T-shirt, which looked like a knock-off. It was so wet after being washed. The trousers he was wearing were indeed quite new... but they didn't match his outfit.
He was chubby and quite handsome, with a pair of small eyes that moved around and glanced at girls' breasts and skirts.
The pair of jai alai sneakers he was wearing were torn...the exposed toes were covered in black mud.
Chen Zhe and Liu Yi looked at each other and smiled: "Liar,"
The security guard didn't dare to really hit the old man, so he just waved his stick to scare him: "Go away quickly, don't affect our enrollment,"
"Don't drive me away, or I will tell you a fortune for free. Comrade security guard, I see that you have good facial features, a straight nose and a square mouth. You are upright. There is a purple energy lingering between your eyebrows. You belong to the purple energy coming from the east. "Look, good luck will come to you soon. In less than five minutes, you will have good luck. Not only will you get promoted, but you will also get rich," the old man said seriously.
Um.
The security guard was stunned for a moment. Although he didn't fully believe it, he also liked to hear good things.
Could it be that I, Wang Fugui, really want to be promoted and make a fortune today?
The old man said it nicely, but he was a little embarrassed to rush away.
The students watching around looked at each other, and the scene suddenly became silent.
Most people are half-convinced about fortune-telling. There are only a few who truly believe in it, and there are also a few who don't believe it at all. Once they heard that this security guard would have good luck within five minutes, everyone stared closely to see if it would happen. will come true.
The security guard was stunned when a middle-aged man in uniform came over from behind, stretched out his hand and patted the security guard on the back of the head: "I said Wang Fugui, I asked you to drive this old man away. Why are you still here for a long time? If you don't want to do this job, If you do, get out of here right away. Believe it or not, I will transfer you to the second team for the night shift. I will deduct 20 yuan from your bonus this month..."
Promotion.
Make a fortune.
Comrade Wang Fugui wanted to cry but had no tears.
He turned back and glared at the old man: "Get out of here quickly, or I will beat you up,"
Wang Fugui swung his baton and hit him next to the old man with a bang. The school security baton was made of plastic and had a steel wire inside. It did hurt to hit someone, but it might not be very strong.
Click.
The baton was broken into two pieces, leaving only a piece of steel wire connecting it.
The middle-aged security captain took a look and said: "You destroyed public property. This thing was bought for thirty yuan. Now I will deduct fifty yuan from you."
Comrade Wang Fugui silently put away his baton...
"Damn, I can't understand such a small thing, I'll do it,"
The security captain probably drank alcohol at noon, and his face was black and red. He walked up to the old man and was about to speak.
The old man stroked the non-existent beard on his chin: "This leader, your reputation is dark, and there will be a bloody disaster in a short time, and you will also lose money. I advise you to respect the old and love the young in the future, especially for middle-aged people. Respect the fortune tellers and don't chase them around, and you can definitely avoid this disaster."
"Bah, bah, bah, there's nothing nice to say. Don't scare me, just leave quickly." The security captain picked up the old man and gave him a gentle push.
After all, he is a university security guard and he dare not really hit anyone.
Who knew that as soon as he pushed the old man, the old man would lie down on the ground: "Hit someone, beat someone, you will not be able to escape the bloody disaster, and you will definitely lose money,"
Chen Zhe couldn't help laughing, the security captain was stupid.
What should you do when you meet such an old man?
The students around burst into laughter, and suddenly there was a burst of annoying voices. The security captain answered the phone: "Hey, it's me...what, I won the lottery, five thousand yuan, what the heck,"
Chen Zhe:......
This fortune teller has a crow's mouth, okay, he won't hit the mark no matter what he says.