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Zhao Jiadi dragged his bicycle while walking on campus. This time he did not dare to ask God to reward him with a sister Lin. He walked back to the dormitory building some distance away without saying a word. This is where he will stay for the next four years.

There is a school counselor who seems to be more accommodating, and then there is an old principal who has been connected with Zhao Sanjin. The three roommates are also quite unique, and life will probably not be too boring.

Completely opposite to Wang Banjin's outlook on life, Zhao Baliang, who thinks he has no big vicissitudes but has small stories, is walking on the long street. The street lights elongate his figure, people come and go, the chirping of warblers, swallows, and male animals.

At that moment, Zhao Jiadi felt that if he could have a girlfriend who could like his toad, his life would be complete. Recently, his taste has begun to change from the school beauty to the innocent neighbor. Thinking about this, he

He couldn't help but think of the girl with whom he was quite destined. The more he thought about it, the more he liked the taste. Thinking of the scene of her running away like a frightened deer, Zhao Jiadi smiled innocently and happily all the way to the dormitory.

A roommate who was worried that he would die in the office building was confused, thinking that he was too stimulated. Li Feng joked: "Jiadi, I am discussing with Shen Han how to divide your property, and we both think that you will not be able to come out of the office building alive.

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"I have no valuable possessions. If you sell this IBM that is five or six years old and sell it as scrap, no one will take it. So the new bedding on the bed is worth a little money." Zhao Jiadi was happy, but the IBM itself is not valuable.

, if some encrypted files on the computer fall into the hands of a caring person, they can still cost a lot of money. TS is only one step away from Beijing and Tianjin, so even if Zhao Jiadi has never eaten pork, he has seen too many pigs running around. The so-called resources

The sexually wealthy group, on the one hand, is like Zhao Sanjin, who relied on solid coal and oil resources to become the first batch of businessmen to rise in TS; the other group is those red children in Beijing, officials from second to third generations, who rely on reselling approval documents to make gold or

He relied on inside information to make money by playing stocks. Perhaps it was because he had seen too many wild boars running around and even elephants dancing that Zhao Jiadi was able to calmly make a serving of Master Kong instant noodles, take off his trousers, and bury his head in a pair of boxer shorts.

Pack up the noodles.

"Is everything okay?" Shen Han asked with concern.

"I was given a training without any pain, and then the principal came into the office when something happened and let me go." Zhao Jiadi took a few seconds to give an explanation. This answer has some water content, but at least it is not far from the truth. As for the

Zhao Jiadi didn't care about how his roommate understood it or whether he was misled.

Seeing that nothing was wrong, Ma Xiaotiao settled down to play games. This guy brought over all the high-tech gadgets that a student could access. Li Feng was playing "Final Fantasy 7" on his PSP. Zhao Jiadi was very interested in these games themselves.

Not very interested, mainly because he was often pestered by Zhao Yange to help him pass the customs in Zhaojia Village. If Zhao Jiadi didn't bother him, the kid wouldn't kneel down and kowtow, and he would just lie on the ground.

He kept rolling, rolling over and over, until Zhao Jiadi couldn't bear it anymore. As of today, Zhao Jiadi has helped him pass series like "God of War", "Orochima Warriors", "Ace Combat", all in a mess.

There are already more than 20 classic PSP games. As a paranoid setting party, Zhao Jiadi also likes the interesting settings in some games before he is willing to waste time.

While eating instant noodles and reading the newspaper, a temporary monitor came in to hand out the course schedule. Of course, Shen Han, who is known for his boldness, did not forget to exchange pleasantries. He just missed taking out the bottle of Heilongjiang liquor Longbin Laojiao Heshou from the big drawer. The monkey-like squad leader was doing a bowl, and the "cadre" probably also wanted to use this time to win over each dormitory. With a bright smile, Ma Xiaotiao sneered at this, but Li Feng also accompanied him and sat in the corner in a friendly manner. Zhao Jiadi, who was sitting next to him, smiled and nodded. He was not as enthusiastic as Shen Han or as indifferent as the young master Ma Xiaotiao.

Shen Han, a wine bug, now has two bottles of white wine on hand, one bottle of Longbin Laojiao and one bottle of Yuquan square bottle. The former is hidden and tucked away, and the latter is drank as tea. When he is happy or depressed, he will pour a glass and drink it all in one gulp. , Ma Xiaotiao and Li Feng have already seen this hero's drinking capacity.

Zhao Jiadi took a shower after studying the course schedule. He washed his clothes immediately and hung them to dry on the balcony. He was not so diligent in the past. In high school, he saved up for about a week with Leopard and his gang. How many large washbasins are filled, and then on weekends, whoever loses the most will wash the clothes. It can't be a washing machine in a barber shop in school. It must be washed by hand. Zhao Jiadi plays gold flowers and this kind of thing involves probability. Psychological games are so shrewd that they will hold their noses and wash clothes unless they are extremely unlucky and those animals are extremely lucky.

As for Zhaojiacun, with the child bride sister here, even if Zhao Jiadi wants to live a happy life with clothes on his hands, food in his hands, and his mouth open, it is perfectly fine. The fairy sister is not diligent enough to help Zhao Jiadi change his shorts herself, not Zhao Jiadi. He didn't want to eat her, but the old Buddha at home told him that he could do any bad things, but he couldn't forgive Dongcao, a poor child. Zhao Jiadi listened to his grandmother the most, and he also knew some of Dongcao's sister's family background, so he He really endured it and endured it to prevent himself from turning into a beast. However, he still secretly wiped her oil a few times in private. The feeling was simply wonderful. Holding her felt as soft as if she had no bones in history. Like the great beauty Yang Guifei.

Maybe Sister Dongcao is not as beautiful as the "Queen of TS High Heels" Wang by half a pound, but in terms of skin hydration, Zhao Jiadi, who has seen all kinds of AVs with both code and uncensored content, dares to pat his chest and say this There is no woman in the world who is as warm as mutton fat and jade than Qi Dongcao. Otherwise, Zhao Jiadi would never have had the courage to study painting intermittently for many years, just for the lofty ideal of being able to paint the body of his child bride sister.

There is no lights-out time in the dormitory, so Li Feng played PSP until 11 o'clock, Shen Han also read a book of "Financial Engineering" until 11 o'clock, and Zhao Jiadi spent about half an hour browsing the catalog of all books, and then I spent another half an hour digesting a few pieces of content I was interested in, and roughly sketched them out. Finally, I put all these books upright in the corner of my desk, and started studying the "New Discovery" I bought from the newsstand, and focused on reading. An article "The Third Apple" about string theory and entropy force. Then when Li Feng went to bed, he received a call from an unknown number. When he answered, it turned out to be a girl with a soft voice. After introducing herself, it turned out that It was the girl who rode on the back of Zhao Jiadi's bicycle for free. Zhao Jiadi refreshed himself and ran to the balcony.

"I didn't disturb your sleep, did I?" the girl who went through many twists and turns and finally found the contact information from Zhao Jiadi's class roster through a friend said with a gentle smile.

"No, no, I'm a standard night owl." Zhao Jiadi said shyly.

"Thank you for today." Baicai, named Zhou Xiaoman, said sincerely after a long time of brewing. She probably wasn't the kind of sociable child who was good at dancing.

"That's right. I won't scare you even if I don't go crazy." Zhao Jiadi said with a bitter smile.

Then there was a long silence. Zhou Xiaoman seemed to have no words, so Zhao Jiadi waited patiently. He really couldn't find any common topic. Finally, Zhou Xiaoman said good night, and Zhao Jiadi was still unfinished.

Hang up the phone. If you look at his Chinese language scores, he has always been good, and he also scored 124 points in the college entrance examination, but they are all products supported by excellent rational thinking, just like he can easily recite 108 Generals of the Water Margin backwards, but this is not

This means that he can carry out a large-scale perceptual analysis of human nature in Water Margin like the literary youth, so he has always needed to improve in terms of rhetoric and glibness. Zhao Sanjin often ridiculed this point as a tiger father giving birth to a son, while the Zhao family's old Buddha would immediately

He came out to protect Zhao Jiadi and said that was an act of kindness, saying that this was the son of the old Zhao family. At the same time, he made some sarcastic remarks about the mother and son who finally stepped into the door of the Zhao family. The old man always thought that Zhao Jiadi's young stepmother was

The thief who wants to destroy the Zhao family is a villain who loves his grandson and is filial to Xiao Baliang, so he has always disliked his grandson Zhao Yange.

"This calculus is too difficult, I can't understand it." Shen Han complained bitterly from his position, holding a volume of "Calculus". He is a typical child who chooses liberal arts because he is afraid of mathematics.

, liberal arts and Chinese are his strengths, so calculus is nothing more than a scourge in his eyes.

"It's okay. With the uncle here, the tutoring fee is about one meal a day." Li Feng, who was already lying on the bed, gloated.

Shen Han ignored Li Feng's attempt to take advantage of the situation and sat there alone, frowning.

"Just listen carefully to the teacher during class. Unless the teaching level is really bad, based on your 105 points in mathematics in the college entrance examination, you will definitely pass the exam." Li Feng comforted him, not having the heart to hit this person with a good character anymore.

Northeastern buddies.

Shen Han sighed without making a sound.

"Shen Han will advance and retreat with me from now on." Zhao Jiadi returned to his position and said with a smile. Shen Han continued not to respond, and Zhao Jiadi didn't take it seriously. He knew Shen Han's thoughts better than Li Feng. This man was absolutely

He is not the kind of student who is satisfied with just passing the exam. He might start thinking about scholarships on the first day of school. Li Feng is still nominally the top person in mathematics in the dormitory, so Zhao Jiadi naturally doesn't say anything like Shen Han.

If you have a math problem on me, I looked at an old split-second chronograph on my wrist. It was almost 11:30. Zhao Jiadi took out a thick German monograph, made a cup of Tieguanyin, and got down to business.

, the classic books in his hands are completely opposite to the "masterpieces" of academic masters in China who frequently publish works of hundreds of thousands of words a year. The latter sell the most money when they are first published, then gradually depreciate in value, and are worthless in the end.

Even a bookcase would take up too much space, but the book in Zhao Jiadi’s hand will still be an immortal classic even if it is a hundred years later. I heard from Zhao Sanjin that it has become popular to read "Das Kapital" in the circle recently, and the vulgar upstart asked his secretary to buy it.

He picked up the book, flipped through a few pages and then threw it away, saying he was dizzy. Zhao Jiadi had nothing to say about it.

"Xiao Tiao, Chen Han, do you want some tea? I brought some tea from home." Zhao Jiadi asked. The tea can was placed on the table for those who want to drink it. Shen Han, who had stored the tea in the old cellar of Longbin, would never have thought that the tea leaves stored in this broken tea can would cost nearly 8,000 yuan per tael, and they were still expensive but not marketable.

Ma Xiaotiao shook his head and was busy playing games.

"Give me something." Shen Han handed Zhao Jiadi a tea cup, and Zhao Jiadi made him a cup. Shen Han, who didn't know much about tea, took a few sips and found no taste, so he stopped brewing. When brushing your teeth, throw away the remaining tea and tea leaves.
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