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Chapter 1232 I'm not going to steal books, I'm going to steal people

Chapter 1232 I’m not going to steal books, I’m going to steal people

Half a month later.

The dormitory building is brightly lit.

On the balcony, there were boys whistling at the girls' dormitory across the street, and a few people were peeping with binoculars they got from nowhere. They stuck out their tongues and licked their lips from time to time, which made the roommates next to them scratch their heads and feel very anxious.

Wang Yang lay on Lin Yue's bed with a copy of the "Yanjing Daily" and looked over it over and over: "Is there any mistake? No."

It was obvious that he was very annoyed and his words were full of anger.

When Cheng Dongqing heard that he put down the English textbook in his hand, he looked back at his best friend who put his feet on the beam of the bed and wished he could carve the words "idle fool" on his forehead: "Be careful, you will make his bed dirty."

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This is not Wang Yang's dormitory. Of course he will not take off his shoes and lie down on the bed. Cheng Dongqing is worried that his movements will be too large and the dust from his soles will rub onto the bedding.

"Wouldn't it be better for you to wash it if it gets dirty?"

Wang Yang disagreed. He was angry and looked at everyone as his enemy.

In the movie, Cheng Dongqing is the younger brother of Meng Xiaojun and Wang Yang. They are taking a bath in the bathroom, and he is rubbing clothes opposite; Meng Xiaojun is making an impassioned speech at a reading meeting, and he is standing aside to serve tea and water; Wang Yang and an American girl

My son LUCY plays enthusiastically and is responsible for picking up table tennis balls. All in all, he is a younger brother.

Now, in addition to being the younger brother of Meng Xiaojun and Wang Yang, he has also become the housekeeper of classmate Lin. Mainly, in his words, Lin Yue has helped him a lot, but he really can't find anything to give back. There is no way.

I can only do odd jobs, run errands, and do small things like fetching water, bringing food, and washing clothes.

At this time, Hai Guofu walked in with Jirigele from outside holding a pamphlet with lines from "Gone with the Wind". He turned around and saw the expression on Wang Yang's face, and touched Cheng Dongqing's arm: "What's wrong with him?"

Even a fool could tell that Wang Yang was in a bad state, and anyone who saw that resentful face would have to hide away.

Cheng Dongqing said angrily: "What else can I do? Of course the manuscript was rejected again."

Hai Guofu was quite gloating. A few days ago, he heard that Lin Yue had made money by writing articles for the Los Angeles Times. Wang Yang also had the idea of ​​​​submitting articles. As a result, he wrote all the affectionate things he usually wrote.

When the poems were sent out, people ignored him at all - not only did the Americans ignore him, but even the local newspapers and magazines did not give him face. This was a big blow to Wang, who had always felt good about himself.

Of course, beauty in the heart cannot be beautiful in the mouth.

Hai Guofu patted his arm: "There is a saying that if you don't stay here, you will have a place to stay. Just find another company."

Jirigele did not join in their conversation. After entering the house, he picked up a broom to clean up the cigarette ashes and cigarette butts on the bedside. He gathered them together and was about to put them away in the dustpan when a person flashed in at the door.

It's Lin Yue.

He just got a haircut today and looks more energetic, but he still looks the same. His clothes are clean, but very tacky. What’s popular now? Floral shirts, bell-bottom pants, and a pair of toad glasses from Hollywood movies. Let’s go.

On Dongzhimen Street, the number of people turning heads is impressive.

You said he spent a lot of money to buy a TV and a video recorder, which is enviable, but he hasn't watched "Gone with the Wind", "My Fair Lady" or "Lone Star" in the past month.

, what "Part 1"

"Beach", "Red, Orange, Yellow, Green, Indigo and Purple", "Director Qiao's Taking Up the Job", I am not interested at all. I either hold a book and chew it from beginning to end, or lie on the bed and write and draw. In short, this thing is not the same

The same thing he bought.

The less he cares about it, the more unhappy his opponent Han Chaojun will be, because Lin Yue himself doesn't like it, and if someone else comes to borrow it, they will definitely go back in disgrace.

In the words of Han Chaojun, this is called posturing, this is called being shameless.

"Rejected again? That's great."

Lin Yue didn't stop at the door. After entering the house, he went directly to the window and looked at Wang Yang, whose eyebrows were almost furrowed to the back of his head. Then he looked at the Yanjing Daily lying next to him. He still didn't know what was going on.

"This is for you."

There was a snap and Wang Yang straightened up.

It wasn't that he was very discerning. When he saw the master coming, he took the initiative to give up his seat. It was because the thing happened to hit a sensitive part and it hurt!

"What?"

He wanted to throw it away out of anger, but when he took it in his hand and looked at it carefully, he couldn't move his eyes away. Throw it away? He couldn't bear to throw it away even if he wanted to throw it away.

Hai Guofu noticed this scene and leaned his head over. Unexpectedly, he also fell.

Next is Cheng Dongqing. If the emergence of video recorders has broadened his horizons, then the magazine in Wang Yang's hand has undoubtedly helped him open a door to a beautiful new world.

On the top of the cover are the English characters "PLAY BOY", and a staggered line on the lower right records the issue number, 1981-04.

The next step is the key.

Wearing a dark purple lace one-piece swimsuit, the big American girl looks at the camera with charming and wild eyes, which is visible to the naked eye under the sling that has slipped to her shoulders...

through!

So revealing!

It was revealed that Hai Guofu touched his nose and became red.

Wang Yang flipped through a few pages and hid the magazine behind his back: "Where did it come from?"

"Jenny went back to report on her work last week, and I asked her to bring back, oh, and this, the new movie you asked for."

Along with the sound came two boxes of videotapes. The first box was labeled "Star Trek: The Motion Picture" and the second box was labeled "Apocalypse Now."

Wang Yang was very happy because he had watched a new movie.

"Wait, don't change the subject." He patted the thing on the back of his butt: "How could Jenny bring you this?"

"How is it impossible?" Lin Yue handed him a meaningful smile: "Lucy hasn't pressed the fast forward button yet."

Others were confused when they heard this, but only Wang Yang knew it well.

"Other people think you are a nerd, but they didn't expect you are also a womanizer at heart."

Lin Yue stretched out his hand: "Bring it here."

"No." He picked up the magazine behind his butt and wrapped it under the yellow shirt that only he could hold, patted his butt and left quickly.

Hai Guofu chased him to the door, looked at his back and said, "Wang Yang, remember to give it to me after you finish reading."

"no problem."

"Hehe, hehe."

Hai Guofu's smile didn't look like a fool, he looked like... no, he was just a wretched man.

Cheng Dongqing said: "Wang Yang, do you think this is okay?"

Lin Yue said: "A real man is sexy but not lewd." He picked up the French novel placed on the table and patted the rustic's back: "Do you know what your biggest problem is? It's not stupid, it's holding back." After that,

This sentence goes outside.

Cheng Dongqing didn't understand. Ever since Meng Xiaojun gave him the nickname "turtle", he never thought of taking it off. Now Lin Yue said that his problem is turtle, not soil, but... isn't "turtle" just used to describe it?

Have you never seen anyone in the world?

After much thought, he couldn't figure out what it meant, so he simply threw the book on the table and trotted out of the dormitory.

Jirigele shouted from behind, "The lights will be turned off soon. Where are you going so late?" But there was no response.

When he left at lights-out time, someone asked about it. When Lin Yue left at lights-out time, no one cared about it, because Wang Yang had been frantically hinting at his relationship with Los Angeles Times female reporter Jenny, so whenever Lin Yue came out late, everyone in the dormitory would be confused.

Look at him and smile, his thoughts are all in silence.

Cheng Dongqing wanted to catch up with Lin Yue and ask for details, but after leaving the dormitory building and running a few steps forward, he realized that something was wrong, because Lin Yue did not go towards the back door, but towards the teaching building.

What was he doing there so late?

Cheng Dongqing thought for a while and decided to follow to see what was going on. So one of them walked in front and the other hung from a distance.

After passing the Second Gymnasium, turning to the right, Lin Yue walked straight to the library.

The surrounding buildings were dark, and only the street lights on both sides of the road were on. It was past ten o'clock in the evening, and the library had long been closed. What was he going to do?

Cheng Dongqing watched him walk up the steps and into the front hall, then took out a key from his pocket and inserted it into the lock. With the next breath, the door opened.

He actually has the key to the library...

Cheng Dongqing chased after him and pushed him. He didn't know whether his experience told him it was too late and no one would come, or whether he was careless. Anyway, the door was not locked and he went in smoothly.

The reading room was dark. He took two steps forward without paying attention to his steps. He bumped into the table near the door, and the books stacked in the corner fell to the floor with a crash.

"who?"

At this moment, a cautionary question came to mind.

It's Lin Yue.

"I, it's me, become holly."

As the yellow-orange candlelight lit up, Lin Yue's face was illuminated: "Why are you here?"

Cheng Dongqing picked up the book on the ground and explained: "I couldn't understand what you just said, so I wanted to catch up with you and ask for clarification. Then I saw you walking straight this way, so I followed you. How could you have

The key to the library?"
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