"puff!"

"Ahem!!"

Wu Jiawei's newly wiped tabletop was in a mess.

He frowned and tried hard to wipe the table again with the tissue, while he couldn't bear it: "You guys pay attention!"

Xie Yan remained silent.

The scumbag man burned tin foil Zheng Minghe couldn't help but stare at Wu Jiawei who was still persistent in wiping the table: "No, Viagra, haven't you heard what she said?" Why did he just care about wiping the table?

Wu Jiawei angrily changed a piece of paper: "Don't call me Viagra!"

Jiang Yifan recovered. At this moment, he looked at Ding Wei and his eyes gradually became strange: "Junior sister, you are a girl, isn't it good to say such things?"

Ding Wei also frowned and had a serious expression: "What kind of words?"

Now it was Jiang Yifan's turn to hesitate.

"It's just... you said you didn't have money, you said you were physically... Isn't this vanity? And how can girls say such things in every family?"

"Oh." Ding Wei responded, and suddenly looked at the slippers on Jiang Yifan's feet-

"Oh my God!" She looked scared and incredible, and couldn't help but say, "Senior brother, how can you wear slippers?"

Jiang Yifan:???

Not only Jiang Yifan, but even Zheng Minghe couldn't help but look at the slippers on his feet. This is the holiday, and there is no one, and why are you wearing slippers in hot weather? Many girls in the streets and alleys are also wearing them!

Did you smell your feet smelly?

It shouldn't be!

Xie Yan sat next to him, looked at the sneakers on his feet, and suddenly became a little nervous.

——Fortunately, I didn’t wear slippers…but is there any problem with wearing slippers?

Ding Wei said in an incredible and disagreeable tone of the Taoist priest, "Senior Brother, how can you expose your feet? What is this era? What does it mean to expose your feet as a big man in the 21st century? And his pants, he actually exposes his ankles! Oh my God!"

She was extremely frightened: "How can boys dress like this in every family?"

Everyone:...

Jiang Yifan subconsciously shrank his feet, and when he came back to his senses, he couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed and annoyed.

After a long time, Zheng Minghe, who was wearing slippers, asked hard: "Junior sister, you are serious..."

Ding Wei suddenly laughed: "It's the 21st century. As long as you don't affect others, you can just eat, use and say whatever you wear! The law does not stipulate that girls are not allowed to speak, and boys are not allowed to wear slippers."

Another silence.

After a while, Zheng Minghe asked tremblingly: "Junior sister? What kind of thing did you say just now?"

Ding Wei smiled and said, "Chinese Department."

"Oh, oh," Zheng Minghe was in a daze: "No wonder. You are so tactful about culture..." He could only refute Jiang Yifan's words in this way. If he was one point short of Chinese in the college entrance examination, he would not understand it.

...

However, after such trouble, everyone was getting more and more free. Zheng Minghe diligently handed the kettle to Xie Yan: "Old Xie, Lao Xie, pour water for Vivi!"

Xie Yan looked at the kettle with a strange look, then looked at the cup that had been wiped clean by Wu Jiawei, and poured Ding Wei a glass of water silently.

"What professional are you?" Ding Wei asked curiously.

This group of people, Xie Yan is white, fat, tall and strong, Zheng Minghe has a strange scumbag tin foil hot, Wu Jiawei has dark skin and seems to have a cleanliness obsession, Jiang Yifan... well, it's a bit annoying.

Zheng Minghe waved his hand: "Information engineering, but computers have also been a little minor..."

After he said that, he suddenly emphasized again: "Although we are studying this major, junior sister, we really can't repair mobile phones or save mobile phones."

These words seemed to remind everyone of the fear of being dominated by relatives and friends when they went home. Everyone sat in a row and nodded very seriously.

Ding Wei laughed: "I know I know. I don't have a computer yet. If it doesn't work, restart it, right?"

Xie Yan suddenly said, "We will assemble the computer."

Ding Wei waved her hand: "It's amazing, but I want to buy a laptop and just pick it up."

"Oh." Xie Yan responded in a low voice and stopped talking.

The vegetable market came one by one, and Ding Wei found that when she was in college, the boys were indeed much more generous in eating. The table was full of hard dishes, so she was very happy to eat.

It was Zheng Minghe who sat directly opposite him, with long and short curly hair shaking around, which made Ding Wei unable to help but turn her eyes.

Suddenly, there seemed to be movement under the table, and Zheng Minghe was eating and said, "I'll thank you..."

He raised his head, and Xie Yan raised his head in confusion and innocently: "What?"

Zheng Minghe was silent for a while, then looked at Ding Wei again, gritted his teeth and said, "It's okay - that junior sister, why do you always look at my hair?"

Ding Wei's eyes were smiling. At this moment, she looked at Xie Yan meaningfully, staring at him so hard that his ears turned red and he didn't move. Then she replied: "Look at your scumbag, you are pretty good at tin foil..."

It's pretty hot, just like a pruned dog chew.

Scumbag tin foil hot?

Everyone reacted for a while before laughing. Zheng Minghe didn't understand it very much, but the word "scumbag" must be bad, so they became more angry.

He snored his hair: "Junior sister, it turns out that my hairstyle is not like this, so I have to ask Lao Xie! I spent 300 yuan on my hair. He insisted on bringing the student union to come over and cut it for me with my head!"

Three hundred yuan!

He felt sorry for his hair: "I told you that it took me half a year to repair my hair to be this length. I will be moistened, combed it up, and let it stand up. The bangs go from here to here, and the sideburns will be pushed out - I told you that this hairstyle is very popular and makes me look very handsome!"

Ding Wei's eyes gradually became strange as his finger gestures...

Soaring to the sky, curly hair, half-pulling bangs, and pointed sideburns—

Isn't this a Shamatt hairstyle?!

She gasped and suddenly remembered the popularity of this era. Mingda had requirements for boys' hairstyles, so she had never felt the trend until she was reborn!

Xie Yan also said without hesitation: "That's right, he was quarreled with someone at the door of the dormitory with such a monster head, and was directly complained to Feng Ji Group..."

If they hadn't heard the news in advance and held Zheng Minghe down and cut his hair, they would have been embarrassed this time.

Ding Wei tried hard to hold back the smile on her lips, and could not imagine how she was having dinner with the non-mainstream Shamatt. She glanced at Xie Yan with praise.

Xie Yan couldn't help but curl the corners of his lips slightly.

Just as he was about to say something, he saw Ding Wei staring at Zheng Minghe again and asked with interest: "Senior Brother, what is your QQ name?"

Zheng Minghe was kicked just now, and now he looked at Xie Yan proudly, and then enthusiastically turned on his phone: "Junior sister, do you want to add me to QQ? Ah haha, my nickname is easy to remember--"

Several Martian articles on the screen made Ding Wei, from the Chinese Department, feel the lack of knowledge for the first time:

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Ding Wei silently withdrew her gaze and interrupted Zheng Minghe's QQ number: "Thank you, no need."
Chapter completed!