Early the next morning, Dick Cowboy's unique voice rang in Dormitory 202.
"How many people are willing to do it again, and how many people are willing to wait.
When I return home, I know how to cherish it, but I don’t know if the ruthlessness will be there."
Accompanying the singing was Lao Xue's roar, "Li Ke, why did I stuff the gift to the east of his pillow again?"
"Because without my roar and Dick Cowboy's song, I can't wake her up.
Let's get up quickly, we are the only ones in bed, Wu Mengyuan and Meng Xiang have already left." Wang Ying said while drawing her eyebrows.
Li Ke is already changing clothes.
The alarm she set for 7:30 was no longer an ultimatum.
You must get up quickly to wash up and buy breakfast, otherwise you will be late.
It's not easy to get eight people early.
Li Ke and Lao Xue, holding books and stepping on the class bell, sneaked in through the back door.
Fortunately, I have a good Chinese roommate who helped me reserve a seat in advance.
The two of them panted heavily, moved to their seats, and began to complain to each other.
Li Ke: "It's all my fault. He told me to take it to the classroom to eat. It's safer. I insisted on eating it in the restaurant. It turned out that he almost vomited after running all the way after eating."
"I have a very strange face, and I don't like to take my time while washing.
Very good, classmate Li Ke, can I eat the leek box?
It tastes so bad, how can I have the nerve to get it in the classroom?"
"Hey, I'm a little embarrassed to say that. He's ready to finish on the way."
Wang Ying was too lazy to listen to their bickering and simply knocked on the table to remind them.
"Tomorrow's class is organizational behavior."
Li Ke: "He knows."
Wang Ying looked at the book on Li Ke's table with disdain, with a mixture of three parts mockery, four parts disdain and five parts sarcasm.
"I know, so why did I get a book on marketing principles?"
Li Ke looked down and realized that he had picked up the wrong book. "The two books were next to each other. His legs shook. He picked up the wrong book."
The god's legs were trembling, and he took it by mistake. Wang Ying's sarcastic eyes turned into admiration, "I'm really not a damn talent."
Li Ke chuckled and said, "When I praise him, I just praise him directly. There is no need to take it with him."
Li Ke cheered up and prepared to study hard. It turned out that after ten minutes of listening, he was really bored.
I started writing and drawing in books, and as I continued to draw, I felt something was interesting.
If you feel it carefully, there seems to be murderous intent next to you.
"Li Ke, the painting I drew seems to belong to his book." Shan Jun said through gritted teeth.
Li Ke thought about it carefully and realized that he didn't bring any books.
"Hey, I'm so embarrassed. Can you please change the name to his?"
Lao Xue was so angry that he pinched Li Ke's arm.
I don’t know if it’s because he’s getting older, but Li Ke feels like he can’t walk in the classroom.
Thinking back to the time when the college entrance examination and the papers were welded together, those moonlit nights seemed like a lifetime ago.
Li Ke looked around.
Among the students, some are listening carefully to the teacher's teachings, some are taking notes, some are sleeping on their stomachs, and some have their heads down and don't know what they are doing.
Look at the tablemates on the left and right.
Lao Xue was watching "The Boss's Little Sweetheart" with a very obscene smile on her face.
Wang Ying was wearing a small mirror and applying lipstick.
"Okay, no matter how hard I try, I can't become the domineering president's sweetheart. The most I can do is be the domineering president's old butler."
"Hurry up and put away my little mirror. If you apply it again, your mouth will be almost bald.
The overbearing CEO kissed me, what a guy, one hundred and eight layers of thick lipstick are not enough, I can’t kiss you to the end.”
After Li Ke messed with the left side, he messed with the right side.
As expected, he was punished by the gangs of his deskmates.
Li Ke has been honest after a few hardships, and he can no longer behave obediently just lying on the table mountain.
Start thinking seriously about the first problem in life: What to eat for lunch tomorrow?
Would you like to eat sesame rice noodles from a window on the first floor of the cafeteria?
How about eating the hot and sour rice noodles from the second window?
Please don’t eat the hot dry noodles from Sanwu? It’s been a long time since I’ve had them.
The hot dry noodles are a bit hot, please don’t eat the four-window rice set.
I want two meat dishes and one vegetable dish, potato and chicken nuggets, braised pork ribs, a side of red cabbage, and a bowl of seaweed and egg drop soup. What a perfect combination.
Li Hongye thought about it, and his stomach growled.
Once again, Wang Ying received a look of disdain.
Lao Xue also looked incredulous, "Li Ke, I just ate the leek box thirty minutes ago, and I ate three, three! I became hungry again so quickly?"
Li Ke was not embarrassed at all, "I heard wrong, his stomach didn't growl. Besides, who said that if his stomach growls he is hungry, doesn't he feel full?"
Lao Xue also gave Dong a look of disdain and refused to argue with her.
Li Ke lay on the table and began to think about the past.
Before college, if you ran back and forth to Pengcheng Mall in Yangcheng, you wouldn't be doing business.
Before that, I was studying hard for the college entrance examination and fighting hard on a moonlit night.
Before that, I was preparing for the transfer exam.
Before that, I made money by setting up various stalls.
It’s really not easy along the way.
College life is so good, carefree, simple and pure.
There is no need to worry about money, rice, oil, salt, or whether the work can be completed, there is no endless wine, and there are no tricky customers.
Like a gas station in a long life, they rest for a short time and then move forward better.
"Hey, let's change the classroom." Lao Xue pushed Li Ke's arm.
"Ah? It's very classy."
"That's wrong. We will be at Wulian Hall tomorrow. Let's go quickly. Dongjie Mao Gai is at Yifu Building."
"It's so far away." Li Ke looked sad.
Li Ke was unhappy and attended two classes in a row, from eight o'clock to twelve o'clock.
My back aches and my butt hurts from walking. In short, I feel uncomfortable everywhere.
It's strange, since I left high school, I have been working from morning to night, and when I set up a stall, I have been running around in the bright sun, and I am not that fragile.
Sure enough, it is easy to go from frugality to luxury, but it is difficult to go from luxury to frugality. If a person is used to confinement, it will be difficult to go back.
The road in front of the cafeteria was already filled with tables, and banners of various societies were hanging on them.
For example, "Eastern Campus Supermarket congratulates the photography club on the successful completion of the new recruitment work."
"China Unicom wishes that the hip-hop club will have more powerful players." etc.
It was interesting to watch a few people, but since the cafeteria is empty now, we might as well take a stroll first.
The Hundred Regiment Battle will start soon, so let’s check in advance to see if there are any clubs you want to join.
Wang Ying took a fancy to the dance club.
Lao Xue wants to join the debating club.
Jiang Yu Zhongyi Drama Club.
Li Ke searched for a long time and finally found a part-time job agency.
I paid two yuan as a membership fee on the spot, expressing my determination to become one of them.
There was no shortage of people to join the part-time club. A senior student wearing glasses was not enthusiastic and signed up casually without giving his personal information.
Ask Li Ke to bring a two-inch photo of himself tomorrow and put it on the club ID card.
"Senior, if someone joins a part-time club, he or she will find a part-time job, but he is different. He will provide part-time jobs.
