Sharing the Dorm with the Enemy from Previous Life

The exam was all day long, and when the two math and English exams in the afternoon were all finished, everyone was hungry and hungry.

It was still mid-August, the freshmen had not yet entered the school, and the school cafeteria only had meals for the second and third students, but it was crowded enough.

Qin Yuan and Fu Songhua took a meal together and sat down on the fixed seat.

"The last big question in mathematics is disgusting. I just got it right. Four people have four answers." While eating, Fu Songhua turned his head and asked Qin Yuan next to him, "Boss, what is your answer? ?"

Qin Yuan's words are like gold: "0."

Fu Songhua thumped the table in frustration: "Damn, the fifth answer! But forget it, I believe you."

He looked up at the boy in the same dormitory opposite: "Why are you so excited, what is the answer in the group?"

The boy wore a pair of thick-bottomed glasses and didn't lift his head: "That's right, the answer is over, it's over after the test. Let the past be in the past!"

Fu Songhua knocked on his rice bowl: "Look at your virtue, which class are you looking at photos of girls?"

"Look at the gossip!" The boy's eyes straightened, "That cork from class 9 is the boss's new roommate, my mother, it shatters all three views!"

Qin Yuan, who had been eating quietly, raised his head lightly.

Fu Songhua was stunned: "What kind of demon is he doing again?"

The boy laughed and said, "The thief! You can read the post yourself."

Fu Songhua quickly took out his mobile phone, logged into the school post bar, and exclaimed: "Damn!"

There have been three hot posts in a while?

"A mobile phone was confiscated at the exam site of Class 9. Who is the owner? Why did the mobile phone mysteriously land? —Take you into the inside story of the grievances and grievances between Liu X, the sports committee of Class 9, and Ruan XX, a scumbag! ";

"Jiazhen must be reported, ten times returned - who gave a weak person the courage to say that he wanted to kill a kumquat? 》

"Betting on the spot, the countdown to the abuse of Ruan Qingmu in Class 9: Did he die from a thunderous blow from the gangster in Class 1, or at the hands of the class tyrant? ".

Click to open the last post, and there is a bet in it: the one who bet on class 1 will teach him first, choose 1, and the one who bet Liu Jun will get him down first, choose 2.

The student Bai Xiaosheng who posted the post guarantees with a good reputation: only a 10% tap will be charged, and the result will be paid immediately on the same day. Private chat if interested.

Fu Songhua sighed while watching, "Tsk tsk...tsk tsk!"

Qin Yuan glanced at him and said coldly, "Don't smack your lips when you eat."

Fu Songhua grabbed the post, stretched out his hand and showed him his mobile phone: "Boss, there are so many bets on Liu Jun now, we have no face."

Fu Songhua glared: "Bum, I, Fu Songhua, are bright and upright, what's the point of bullying a disabled person?"

Suddenly, the boy on the opposite side widened his eyes and looked straight into the distance: "Yo, here comes the crippled!"

Qin Yuan turned his head suddenly, and sure enough, that familiar figure was walking along the aisle slowly leaning on a cane.

Dare to be reckless.

Ruan Qingmu in the distance raised her eyes and met Qin Yuan's gaze.

Suddenly, a faint smile appeared on his lazy face.

He stretched out his hand and pounded Fang Li next to him, and he pursed his mouth: "There is a vacant seat there, I'll go get a seat first. Help me get a meal, oh yes, remember not to exceed three yuan money."

Fang Li watched him go that way, dizzy for a while: What is this for? ? Outside the class, take turns picking things up?

On the other side of the aisle, several boys from Class 9 turned their heads in unison, watching the scumbags in their class sit directly in front of a certain grade student.

“…”

Huang Ya reacted first, and quickly withdrew the number 2 on the phone: "Come on, I'll choose 1 instead!"

Very shameless!"

Huang Ya shrank his neck quickly: "You can up, I'm only in charge of BB."

"You said, the two bosses in class 1 will put the meal on Ruan Qingmu's face later?"

Ruan Qingmu Shi Shiran put down her crutches, sat down opposite Qin Yuan and Fu Songhua, raised her eyebrows and said hello.

"Hey, no one here? Can I sit?"

Fu Songhua stared at him dumbfounded, then turned to look at Qin Yuan beside him.

Qin Yuan raised his head and gave Ruan Qingmu a deep look.

Fu Songhua stared at Ruan Qingmu, looking at the iceberg face of the boss who never opened his mouth: "We didn't book the venue again."

Ruan Qingmu looked at Qin Yuan's dinner plate and raised her eyebrows: "You still love fish so much?"

At the dining table, there was a moment of astonishment.

Qin Yuan's chopsticks slowly stopped on the fish in front of him.

Fu Songhua looked at Qin Yuan suspiciously, and then at the smiling boy opposite.

"Damn, are you a stalker? Or did you buy our boss's favorite news from Bai Xiaosheng?!" He exclaimed in shock.

"You still don't like shrimp? Classmate Qin." He ignored Fu Songhua and muttered to himself, "How come the taste doesn't change at all."

Qin Yuan's movements finally froze.

It doesn't seem too difficult to know that he likes fish.

Intentionally observe the vegetables he usually likes to buy, how much can he guess, but how does he know that he doesn't like shrimp?

…no sense.

In the school, there are not many dishes such as jiwei shrimp. In addition to the high price, the students eat less. It is impossible to guess based on observation.

In front of the dinner table, several people were quiet, Ruan Qingmu met Qin Yuan's cold eyes, did not avoid it at all, and smiled even more narrowly.

He got closer and looked deeply into the dark eyes in front of him: "Am I right?"

At this moment, Fang Li's voice timidly interrupted him: "Well, the food is ready, do you think it suits your taste?"

He held two dinner plates by himself, sweating from the tip of his nose, and carefully placed one of them in front of Ruan Qingmu, his legs were a little soft.

Ruan Qingmu finally retracted her narrow gaze and smiled at Fang Li: "Thank you for your hard work."

Fang Li waved his hand awkwardly: "It's okay, let's eat."

Ruan Qingmu picked up the chopsticks and looked down at the plate in front of her, her face a little stiff.

The pitiful few taels of white rice are next to two vegetarian dishes, one is a thousand pieces of fried bean sprouts, and the other is a cold cucumber.

Fang Li looked at him carefully: "Two, two yuan and eight. I follow what you said..."

Just now Ruan Qingmu explained that it should not exceed three yuan, he did not dare to add money without authorization, but it is a bit embarrassing to buy a decent boy's meal for three yuan.

A chicken thigh is three pieces!

Qin Yuan glanced at Ruan Qingmu's plate lightly and remained silent. But Fu Songhua didn't have a heart. When he saw this match, he couldn't help but blurted out and screamed.

"You are sick, schoolgirls lose weight?"

Ruan Qingmu raised her eyes to look at him, her thin eyelids drooping: "Are you an idiot? Can't you see that I'm poor?"

Fu Songhua: “…”

Damn it, I have never seen such a magnanimous and righteous statement of poverty.

Although he looked at Ruan Qingmu not pleasing to the eye, but after all, the tutor was good, how could it be so mean and really bad, seeing Ruan Qingmu like this, but embarrassed.

Fang Li hesitated for a while, picked up two pieces of braised pork from his plate, and carefully placed it on Ruan Qingmu's plate: "That... I, I can't eat it, I beat too much."

Ruan Qingmu looked at him: "You don't have a few dollars."

Fang Li was a little sweaty: "I really can't eat it, it's too greasy..."

Ruan Qingmu is no longer pretentious: "Oh, okay, I'll invite you back next month."

He just collected clues at random, and he spent almost three hundred yuan all at once. He used up a half of this month's living expenses. On the way here, he thought of this problem.

—That's not counting the money to buy new textbooks.

I made a mistake, I was very lavish in my last life, and the gold ingots were spent like water. Who would have thought that the current one or two months’ expenditures can be controlled within two or three taels of silver?

Fu Songhua on the opposite side looked at them silently, the corners of his eyes jumped a few times.

I have learned a lot, are there such miserable poor students in the school? A serving of braised pork is only four or five pieces, and the brothers and sisters are so humble and respectful, it looks absolutely horrific.

When he looked up, Qin Yuan, who was beside him, looked straight at him with a strange look.

Fu Songhua didn't understand what he meant, and asked with his eyes: "?"

Qin Yuan said lightly: "Didn't you just say you're not full?"

Fu Songhua: ?

Did he say anything? ?

Qin Yuan frowned and glanced at him again, his eyes calm: "You said it. If you don't go to cook, it will be gone."

Fu Songhua stared at him for a few seconds, and finally realized it, jumping up with the meal card: "Yes, yes, the canteen is really rubbish, the amount of food is getting less and less, I am hungry again !"

Standing in front of the window of several popular dishes, he scratched his head and thought for a long time, bought two chicken thighs and five large meatballs, got a clean plate and brought it back.

Partner, "I would like to accept the bet, it's my fault for the multiple choice, I'll treat you two chicken legs."

The boy opposite: "??"

Is there such a thing?

Qin Yuan lightly blocked his hand: "I'm full."

The boy on the opposite side was about to take it over, when he looked up, he saw Qin Yuan staring at him, with the words "No, you're not hungry" all over his face, and suddenly he was blessed: "Me too I'm so full, I can't eat a single shredded potato!"

Fu Songhua pretended to be furious: "I wipe, I bought it for you two, are you two full?"

Qin Yuan stood up: "Go, eat slowly."

Fu Songhua screamed: "Hey, wait for me!"

Didn't move!"

…

Besides, Bai Jing and a few boys from class 9 sneaked over and stared at the plate with big eyes and small eyes.

Two plump drumsticks and four shiny meatballs.

Bai Jing stretched his head and asked hesitantly, "What's the situation?"

Fang Li stammered a little: "No, I don't know... That Fu Songhua insisted on inviting us to eat."

Huang Ya stared at the chicken legs, and suddenly patted her head: "Do you think they also saw the betting post, so there are laxatives in it?"

Ruan Qingmu lowered her head to look at the meat dishes in front of her, looked at a few big boys who were far away, and smiled.

In the whispering and prying eyes, he raised his voice leisurely, and shouted at a figure in the distance: "Come back early in the evening, I will wait for you to sleep together."

…

The author has something to say: Fu Songhua: I ate an extra big round for dinner, which was a little supportive.

Qin Yuan: Do you want me to eat double-serves in the morning?