After lunch, Zhou Yan called his father and mother.
As soon as the call was connected, a noisy voice came from the other end of the phone. Zhou Yan, who was a little exhausted from training in the SWAT squadron, remembered: Mom and dad should still be at grandma's house.
Before my father could say a few words, my aunt's voice came from the opposite side: "Nephew, don't worry about money outside. If you want to eat dumplings, you can make them yourself!"
"No need, let's go eat dumplings with our classmates tonight!"
"That's not bad..."
After nagging for a while, my aunt returned the phone to Zhou Yan's father...
The aunt said everything she could, and Father Zhou Yan only had one sentence left: "Son, take care of yourself!"
"You too..."
Dragging his tired body back to the dormitory, he found a group of people gathered in front of Zuo Jiyun's table, not knowing what they were doing.
When I looked up, I found Comrade Zuo stumbling over the "secret manual" to play Dota. While playing, he also played Amway games.
"Zhou Yan, are you back?"
"Where have you been these two days?"
"I went to help my fellow villagers..."
After dealing with a bunch of roommates, Zhou Yan took off his shoes and climbed onto the bed. As soon as he picked up the book introducing memory, he suddenly remembered the Lantern Festival and stuck his head out of the bed: "Hey, brothers, what about the Lantern Festival?"
Passed?"
"How about we go to the east gate commercial street of the school to eat dumplings?"
Zuo Jiyun, who was busy playing games, said casually: "This is a good idea!"
Several other people had no objections either.
However, Yu Hongliang seemed to criticize dumplings: "Can't we eat Yuanxiao?"
"When you go to the countryside, do you want to do as the Romans do?" Yan Wentao took the opportunity to give him an "education".
"I also want to eat Yuanxiao," Lin Junfeng smacked his lips, "But there should be no Yuanxiao here in Yunzhong!"
After discussing for a while, everyone seemed a little tired and climbed into bed.
After the lunch break, people from other dormitories in the class arrived at 603 one after another. The purpose, of course, was to visit the notebook of a brand that Zuo Jiyung had just bought.
Watching Comrade Zuo enthusiastically introduce the high-end configuration of Lenovo notebook, "1g memory, 120g hard drive", Zhou Yan, who was lying on the bed reading a book, glanced at his cabinet. At the bottom was a piece of paper from a week ago.
Apples stolen from Zhao Ying.
To be honest, Zhou Yan wanted to use it, but he couldn't find any use for it. And whether there was a network cable in the dormitory, he could only let Gang Leader Qiao's son lie in the closet.
Moreover, Zhou Yan has not thought about when to take out this thing and meet his roommates.
However, Zhou Yan did not expect that this "meeting" would come so unexpectedly...
At around four o'clock in the afternoon, Zhou Yan was lying on the bed reading a book. When he was lost in thought, He Qiulin suddenly approached him with a smile: "Old Zhou, do you have anything to eat?"
Zhou Yan took out a bunch of keys from under the pillow and handed them over.
He Qiulin said happily "Thank you!", then climbed down the ladder and went straight to Zhou Yan's cabinet.
After some operations, Zhou Yan heard He Qiulin open the cabinet, and he seemed to have found the bag containing snacks.
However, after that, there was no movement...
When Zhou Yan realized something was wrong, he stretched out his head and saw that He Qiulin had already taken out the box containing Jobs' son from the cabinet...
"Old Zhou..."
Zhou Yan could only roll his eyes helplessly.
"Zhongguancun Digital City, the price is 1,234,5..."
"Old He, isn't it just a computer? How many zeros can you count?"
He Qiulin stared at Zhou Yan stupidly: "Old Zhou, this..."
At this time, Lin Junfeng, who likes to join in the fun, got out of bed early and walked up to He Qiulin. He carefully looked at the invoice in the box, raised his head and looked at Zhou Yan with a smile: "Old Zhou, you rich man, tonight's
Dumplings, please..."
Fortunately, Lin Junfeng still had a conscience. He took the invoice out of the box and approached Zhou Yan: "Hey, Lao Zhou, you bought a computer, why don't you use it!"
"It was given by someone else!" Zhou Yan stuffed the invoice into the book and smiled bitterly, "As for using it, how can I use the computer this semester?"
"Yes..." Lin Junfeng nodded, "Old Zhou, can you open it and play for a while?"
"Just open it yourself, and the warranty is one year anyway!"
"Then I'm welcome!"
After saying that, Lin Junfeng grabbed the box from He Qiulin, who was still in a daze, put it on the table, took out the notebook, and plugged it in...
The laptop ended up like Zuo Jiyun's. After being played with by a group of roommates, it was returned to Zhou Yan's hands...
"Lao Zhou, we must treat you tonight!"
"Then please!" Zhou Yan stuffed the notebook into the cabinet, locked it, reached for his wallet from the bed, stuffed it into his pocket, "Call Zhao Ruijie!"
Before he went out, Yan Wentao came up to Zhou Yan with a smile: "Old Zhou, how about I call a few more people?"
"Whatever!"
So, Yan Wentao attracted Liu Xueqing again.
By the time a group of people arrived at the dumpling restaurant on Dongmen Commercial Street, the original group of seven people had expanded to ten.
Zhou Yan originally thought that after eating a big pot of rice for more than a week, his life could be improved, but after a group of classmates entered the private room, they gesticulated over the menu for a long time and only ordered nine plates of dumplings.
The waiter who was originally smiling has long since disappeared and almost rolled his eyes.
"Beauty," Zhou Yan called the waiter over with a smile, "I only need five plates of dumplings with different flavors. Could you please introduce the special dishes..."
The waiter's face looked much better now: "Our special dishes include spiced beef, sauced pork elbow, and shredded chicken..."
Hehe, you're really welcome.
Zhou Yan flipped through the menu and started ordering: "Five-spice beef, ginger pineapple, spicy fried haggis, shredded chicken, fried meatballs please..."
In the middle of the order, the two female students sitting there couldn't sit still: "Zhou Yan, is this about it?"
"Isn't that enough?" Zhou Yan glanced at the animals in the same dormitory, "Dumplings can only be regarded as the staple food, please order more vegetables!"
"This..."
"Old Zhou is treating me to a treat, this guy has made a fortune!"
Zhou Yan rolled his eyes at Yan Wentao, who was so attentive in front of the girls, and added a few more dishes: "Boiled fish, hand-caught mutton..."
After ordering, the waiter confirmed it and left happily with the menu. Not long after, he came back with a pot of tea.
"This is Longjing given by the store!"
"It's okay!" Zhou Yan nodded, "Can you please help me with the dishes..."
"Okay!" The waiter just walked a few steps and suddenly turned back, "Guys, what would you like to drink?"
"Snowflake!"
Just as the waiter left, Zhou Yan's cell phone rang suddenly. He took it out and saw it was a call from home.
Zhou Yan quickly stood up and left the private room.
After Zhou Yan left, Liu Xueqing suddenly turned back and looked at Yan Wentao: "Old Yan, Zhou Yan's family shouldn't be very rich, why do you let them treat you?"
"You don't know this, right?" Zuo Jiyun looked mysterious, "The richest person in our class is probably Lao Zhou. Originally we didn't know..."
Zuo Jiyun told the story of Yan Qiulin's treasure hunt with great detail, leaving the two girls dumbfounded.
For the sake of the "people", the restaurant's chef is very capable, and four hot and cold dishes are served together.
While the food was being served, Zhou Yan put his head into the private room and said, "You guys eat first, I'll talk about it later..."
A group of roommates in the same dormitory had complex expressions on their faces, including envy, jealousy, hatred, and gossip...
"Liu Xueqing, let me tell you, this guy Zhou Yan must have called his girlfriend..."
