The desktop that Wu Jiawei had just wiped was in a mess.
He frowned and wiped the table with the paper towel again with great difficulty. He couldn't bear it anymore and said, "Be careful!"
Xie Yan remained silent and did not speak.
Zheng Minghe couldn't help but stare at Wu Jiawei who was still obsessively cleaning the table: "No, Viagra, didn't you hear what she said?" Why are you still just cleaning the table?
Wu Jiawei angrily changed a piece of paper: "Don't call me Viagra!"
Jiang Yifan recovered, and now looked at Ding Wei, his eyes gradually became strange: "Junior sister, you are a girl, it is not good to say such things, right?"
Ding Wei also frowned, with a serious expression: "What kind of words are you talking about?"
Now it was Jiang Yifan's turn to hesitate.
"It's just...you said you have no money, and you talk about your body and so on...isn't this vanity? And how can a girl say such things?"
"Oh." Ding Wei responded and suddenly looked at the slippers on Jiang Yifan's feet——
"Oh my god!" She looked horrified and incredulous, and couldn't help but say at this moment: "Brother, how can you wear slippers?"
Jiang Yifan:???
Not only Jiang Yifan, but also Zheng Minghe couldn't help but look at the slippers on his feet - it was a holiday, there was no one around, and what's the point of wearing slippers on a hot day? Many girls in the streets also wore them!
Do you smell your feet?
It shouldn’t be!
Xie Yan was sitting next to him, looking at the sneakers on his feet, and suddenly became a little nervous.
——Fortunately, I didn’t wear slippers... But is there anything wrong with wearing slippers?
Ding Wei said in an incredible and disapproving tone: "Brother, how can you expose your feet? What era is this in, the 21st century, what does it mean for a grown man to expose your feet?
I have pants, but my ankles are still exposed! Oh my God!”
She was extremely horrified: "How can a boy dress like this?"
Everyone:......
Jiang Yifan subconsciously shrank his feet, and when he came to his senses, he couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed.
After a long while, Zheng Minghe, who was also wearing slippers, asked with difficulty: "Junior sister, are you serious..."
Ding Wei suddenly laughed: "It's the 21st century. As long as you don't disturb others, you can wear whatever you want, eat, use or say whatever you want! The law does not stipulate that girls are not allowed to speak, and boys are not allowed to speak.
You must wear slippers."
There was another moment of silence.
After a while, Zheng Minghe asked tremblingly: "Junior sister? What did you say you were from just now?"
Ding Wei smiled and said: "Chinese Department."
"Oh, oh," Zheng Minghe said in a daze: "No wonder. You are so tactful in engaging in culture..." He could just refute Jiang Yifan's words in this way. As long as he was one point short of Chinese in the college entrance examination, he would listen
I do not understand.
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However, after all this trouble, everyone actually became more and more happy. Zheng Minghe diligently handed the kettle to Xie Yan: "Old Xie, old Xie, pour some water for Weiwei!"
Xie Yan looked at the kettle with a strange expression, then at the cup that had been wiped clean by Wu Jiawei, and silently poured a glass of water for Ding Wei.
"What are your majors?" Ding Wei asked curiously.
This group of people, Xie Yan is fat, tall and strong, Zheng Minghe has a strange scumbag with a tinfoil perm on his head, Wu Jiawei has dark skin and seems to have mysophobia, Jiang Yifan... well, a bit annoying.
Zheng Minghe waved his hand: "Information engineering, but I also minored in computer science a little bit..."
After he finished speaking, he suddenly emphasized: "Although we study this major, junior sister, we really don't know how to repair mobile phones, computers, or salvage mobile phones."
These words seemed to remind everyone of the fear of being dominated by relatives and friends when they returned home. Everyone sat in a row and nodded very seriously.
Ding Wei laughed loudly: "I know, I know, I don't have a computer yet. If it doesn't work, just restart it, right?"
Xie Yan suddenly said: "We can assemble computers."
Ding Wei waved her hand: "It's awesome, but I want to buy a notebook, so I can just pick it up."
"Oh." Xie Yan responded in a low voice and stopped talking.
Vegetables were served one after another at the market, and Ding Wei discovered that boys, who were also in college, were indeed much more generous in terms of food. The table was full of hard dishes, and she ate very happily.
Zheng Minghe was sitting directly opposite, with his long and short curly hair dangling back and forth, making Ding Wei couldn't help but roll her eyes.
Suddenly, there seemed to be movement under the table, and Zheng Minghe paused while eating: "I'll thank you..."
He raised his head, and Xie Yan also raised his head in confusion and innocence: "What?"
Zheng Minghe was silent for a while, then looked at Ding Wei, gritted his teeth and said: "It's okay, it's okay - that junior sister, why do you always look at my hair?"
Ding Wei had a smile in her eyes, and she looked at Xie Yan meaningfully at this moment, staring at him until his ears turned a little red, and he didn't move, and then she replied: "See, you scumbag is quite good at tin foil ironing..."
The perm is pretty good, but it looks like a trimmed dog chewing it.
Scumbag perm tin foil?
Everyone reacted for a while before laughing. Zheng Minghe didn't quite understand, but the word "scumbag" was certainly not a good word, so he became even more angry.
He purred his hair: "Junior sister, my original hairstyle was not like this, so I have to ask Lao Xie! I spent three hundred yuan to have my hair permed, and he had to bring someone from the student union over to hold it down for me.
cut!"
Three hundred dollars!
He felt sorry for his hair: "Let me tell you, it took me half a year to trim my hair to reach this length. I permed it, combed it up, and made it stand up. The bangs went from here to here, and the sideburns were styled - I'll tell you.
He said this hairstyle is very popular and makes me look very handsome!"
Ding Wei's eyes gradually became weird as he made gestures with his fingers...
Sky-high hair, permed curls, half-faced bangs, and pointed sideburns——
Isn’t this a killer hair style?!
She took a breath and suddenly remembered the fashion of today's era. Mingda University has requirements for boys' hairstyles, so she was reborn and has not felt the trend until now!
And Xie Yan also said unceremoniously: "That is, if you quarreled with someone at the dormitory door with such a monster on your back, you were directly complained to the discipline team..."
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 her best to hold back the smile on her lips. She couldn't imagine herself having dinner with the non-mainstream Shamat Datou. At this moment, she glanced at Xie Yan approvingly.
Xie Yan couldn't help but curl his lips slightly.
Just as he was about to say something, he saw Ding Wei staring at Zheng Minghe again and asked with interest: "Brother, what is your qq name?"
Zheng Minghe was kicked just now, and now he looked at Xie Yan proudly, and then opened his phone enthusiastically: "Junior sister, do you want to add me on QQ? Haha, my nickname is easy to remember -"
The few Martian texts on the screen made Ding Wei, a Chinese major, feel her lack of knowledge for the first time:
╰婹婹梂袁子STERィ心メo
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Ding Wei looked away silently, interrupting Zheng Minghe's call to report his QQ number: "Thank you, no need."
