The auntie in the cafeteria had already prepared the porridge and steamed buns. After Du Yan swiped his card, he walked away with the plate and found a place to sit down for breakfast.
Halfway through eating, Du Yan was still immersed in his own thoughts and did not notice the changes around him.
I saw one person sitting down opposite, and slapped Du Yan in front of him with a palm.
Du Yan looked up and saw that the face belonged to one of his roommates, called Zhao Hailiang, and the two next to him, the black and fat one was called Cao Sheng, and the tall and thin one was called Wang Zhicheng.
He felt a little strange again, these were obviously roommates who got along with each other day and night, but it took a while to match their faces with their names.
Before Du Yan could figure out what was going on, he saw Zhao Hailiang raised his eyebrows and questioned.
"Where's our breakfast?"
Du Yan glanced at him and pointed in the direction of the window.
Seeing this, Wang Zhicheng said, "What do you mean? Before you can bring it over, you will eat it before you bring it?"
Du Yan finally opened his mouth and said, "In the window, go buy it yourself."
Zhao Hailiang blinked and didn't understand Du Yan's meaning for a while, because the person in front of him had always been submissive. Ask him to buy breakfast, buy breakfast, and ask him to take out the trash, then take out the trash, and there will never be a single complaint.
Du Yan glanced at him and continued to bow his head to eat breakfast.
Zhao Hailiang inexplicably read the feeling of being despised for IQ from his eyes. He clapped the table and said loudly, "Du Yan, are you bold? Haven't you been taught by Laozi for too long?"
Du Yan finished the last bite of breakfast and stood up: "Are you sure you want to beat someone in a place like the school cafeteria? Yuan Xiaotong from the next class is about five meters behind you, and now he is looking up."
As soon as Zhao Hailiang heard it, he retracted his raised fist embarrassingly. He looked back with an embarrassed smile, pretending that nothing had happened.
Yuan Xiaotong is Zhao Hailiang's goddess. He has been chasing her for a long time without success. Naturally, he will not fight in front of the goddess.
Although Du Yan was thinking about all kinds of wrong things just now, he did not lose his basic thinking ability.
He didn't understand why he suddenly didn't want to buy breakfast for his roommate for free, but he also knew what would happen to the roommate after he came over.
Three-on-one, Zhao Hailiang is a sports student of the basketball team, and Du Yan has no chance of winning against him. So he chose a seat near Yuan Xiaotong, lest Zhao Hailiang, who has never been able to do things with brains, really does it in the cafeteria.
Du Yan saw that Zhao Hailiang had calmed down, packed the dinner plate, and was about to leave.
"You'll look good when you go back to the bedroom."
When passing by Zhao Hailiang, Du Yan heard the threat of the other side lowering his voice. He didn't even pause in his footsteps, and left the cafeteria with his plate.
When he went out, the sun was shining in his face, and Du Yan narrowed his eyes subconsciously. It's the end of October, and it's still unnervingly hot in this southern city.
At this time, Du Yan suddenly felt a sense of reality. He raised his feet and stepped forward, looking at the young and unfamiliar faces around him, and felt that what he should think about was the next thing.