"Hey, what the hell are you doing?" After the checkout, Wang Zhenjun with a dumb face pulled Chen Zihan and asked, "What did you say just now?"
After Chen Zihan was drunk for a while, he became completely different from before.
As Tie Biao brothers and a six-year alumnus, Wang Zhenjun thinks he knows Chen Zihan well.
This is a man with good academic performance, good figure and appearance, arrogant and very flattering among girls.
In high school, he was a favorite of many girls.
But as Xu Zhimo wrote in his poem, "With a light wave, he won't take away a cloud," but he was not responsible for the aftermath.
This irresponsible behavior, I don't know how many girls miss it.
This is also the reason why Chen Zihan dared to tease Luo Xiaofei, a beautiful girl at school, just after entering school.
He feels so good about himself.
Unexpectedly, they were ignored and humiliated themselves.
However, the pride and confidence that Chen Zihan showed in front of Luo Xiaofei just now was completely different from before—he was not affected by Luo Xiaofei's rejection at all.
Chen Zihan dared to talk nonsense in front of Luo Xiaofei, and he even said unfavorably, and he felt a little unsure where to put his hands and feet.
Wang Zhenjun felt that Chen Zihan had matured a lot at once, and there was a generation gap between the two.
"Why, have any opinions?" Chen Zihan slanted a toothpick and looked at Wang Zhenjun with a look of scorn, "If you want to enjoy more of your life, you can just hang around with me in the future."
"Cut!" Wang Zhenjun looked contemptuously, "Don't look at my embarrassment in the afternoon. After losing face, you have to drag me to drink. If you get down with two bottles of beer, you will be unstable and fall into the West Lake. about you!"
"That's just a joke. I fell into the West Lake but stomped on the air." Chen Zihan ignored Wang Zhenjun's contempt. "You can just watch it. Within half a semester, Senior Sister Luo will definitely chase me back. If you don't believe it, we will bet."
"What are you betting on?"
"The loser helped the other party wash clothes for a semester."
"Change your bet." Wang Zhenjun refused, "Even if I win, I don't want you to help me wash it."
"Are you afraid that I will see your little virgin's secret?" Chen Zihan laughed, "Well, you can make a bet!"
After thinking about it seriously, Wang Zhenjun said, "How about breakfast for two semesters?"
"No problem. Your family is richer than mine, and you are more diligent than me. I will feel at ease to eat the breakfast you bought for a year."
"I don't know who loses!"
Chen Zihan patted Wang Zhenjun's shoulder hard, and walked forward with a smile.
Wushang in 2001 was not rich enough to be rich, but it was already richer than most places.
Chen Zihan and Wang Zhenjun, whose parents are both ordinary office workers and did not do business part-time, are not very wealthy, but they are definitely not bad.
Later, after the market was relocated to their village, both parents became charterers who could live a good life by collecting rent, and the market value of the family's real estate was tens of millions.
In the previous life, the parents of Chen Zihan and Wang Zhenjun bought a car in 2002. As the only children in the family, they were treated well, and their clothing and consumption were no worse than the two roommates of Qiantang.
Of course, in the eyes of many people, Wushang people are upstarts.
For this reason, Chen Zihan and Wang Zhenjun do not usually communicate in dialects.
In their own words, speaking in dialects is too inferior, and communicating in Mandarin seems to be lofty.
People who walk out of small places always have an inferiority complex, and what they fear most is being looked down upon, even if they have a lot of money in their pockets.
"The military training is over. How about going to Huangshan on the National Day?" When approaching the dormitory, Wang Zhenjun suggested, "Anyway, school is only a month away, so let's not go home. I heard that the Tiandu Peak and the Lotus Summit are on a rotating holiday. Open at the same time for a short period of time."
"Yes!" Chen Zihan readily agreed, "Which weekend will I go back and show up, let's go out for a cool time on National Day."
Life is short, and you can have fun in time. You can't relax at any time.
After talking about the conversation, Chen Zihan took the initiative to pull the topic back to school.
From Wang Zhenjun's mouth, he learned a lot of things that need to be known at present.
This night, Chen Zihan slept peacefully.
I haven't slept so peacefully for many years.
The next day, Chen Zihan woke up very early.
Seeing that the other guys in the dormitory were still sleeping, Chen Zihan got up quietly, ready to go to morning exercises.
Insist on morning exercises every day, this is a habit that Chen Zihan began to develop around the age of thirty.
The result of persisting in the morning exercise is obvious.
If there were no accidents during the operation during the foreign aid, and eventually contracted an incurable disease, he would be proud of most of his peers in terms of physical fitness.
He planned to advance this good habit and insist on it since school.
At the beginning of September, autumn has not really arrived, but the morning breeze is slightly cool.
Chen Zihan, who has completely accepted the reality, is in a very good state of mind.
There are still many students who love to exercise, and there are many people on the playground running in the morning.
Chen Zihan took a few deep breaths of fresh air, then greedily looked at the youthful playground for a while, and started jogging along the track.
Although I was young when I was admitted to college, my physical fitness was not as good as 30 or so because of the lack of physical exercise in high school.
After running five laps, Chen Zihan felt a little bit powerless.
As he slowed down, a flaming figure passed by and ran to the front.
The high ponytail swaying from side to side, the red sports suit, the slender waist, the slightly tight hips and the two slender legs all of a sudden stimulated the hormones in his body. The speed of running immediately increased, and he surpassed the red figure at the bend.
"Heh, it turned out to be Senior Sister Luo Xiaofei!" Chen Zihan looked sideways at the seductive ups and downs of the flame-red figure when he was running, and then noticed the other person's face. After recognizing who it was, he smiled and said hello, "You Run in the morning too!"
This kind of figure wears tight sportswear during morning exercises. Is this the life of a boy
Luo Xiaofei just glanced at Chen Zihan and then ran forward.
Chen Zihan didn't speed up, and didn't try to say hello again, just ran behind her unhurriedly.
She is estimated to be a little over 1.7 meters tall, her waist is not thick, and her chest is not small. No matter what angle she looks at, her figure is almost perfect.
Running behind her, watching her slender legs move rhythmically along the way, Chen Zihan felt that it was really enjoyable.
There were many boys with similar ideas, and Luo Xiaofei soon followed a group of boys behind him.
But what everyone did not expect was that Luo Xiaofei's physical strength was surprisingly good, and he didn't mean to stop even after running five laps in one breath.
Many boys couldn't bear to follow them, they had to leave the track and stare at Goddess Luo's figure in the playground.
Chen Zihan couldn't think that his potential was so huge, and he could still persist after running for a dozen laps.
After running for nearly eight laps for about three kilometers, Luo Xiaofei finally slowed down.
Chen Zihan soon surpassed him.
What he didn't expect was that when he surpassed Luo Xiaofei, this woman actually said: "If you want to use this method to attract my attention, then you are too naive."
"Think too much!" Chen Zihan chuckled and ran away.
But he immediately turned back, ran to Luo Xiaofei, and asked seriously: "Are you paying attention to the news?"
Luo Xiaofei didn't answer, but just glanced at him with a slight frown.
"Go back and read the news. If you still remember the bet you made last night, then invite me to dinner." Chen Zihan glanced at Luo Xiaofei provocatively, "University students in the new era, must have the spirit of contract!" (End of this chapter)