The more Wang Yue walked forward, the more she felt something was wrong, how many people are there on the street? There are so many people, how big is Yuncheng? Why did it happen to be such a coincidence that he would meet a flat head here?
When thinking of this, Wang Yue turned around abruptly, looked at the crowd behind her, and only sighed when she saw the crew-cut figure, it seemed that she was thinking too much!
Ping Tou did not follow her, but came behind the vendor, which was actually not far from Wang Yue's side. Wang Yue was smart, and Ping Tou was not bad. IQ has little to do with education level.
Wang Yue finally returned to school safely before the school gate closed.
After he entered the school gate, the flat-headed, aggrieved flower protector turned around and got into a taxi, heading towards the bar.
After the dormitory lights are turned off, the girls still have a habit of whispering, talking about what everyone has seen and heard this Sunday, what to eat, what to wear, what to wear
After Wang Yue put two steamed buns on the dilapidated desk in her hand, her roommates dragged her into the discussion.
For example: "Wang Yue, where did you go shopping today?"
"Have you eaten anything delicious?"
"You didn't spend another day in the library today, did you?"
Wang Yue first picked up her boiling water bottle, and sure enough there was no water in it, and said with a wry smile, "I went to the central square at a little after 7 o'clock this morning to find a part-time job. How can I have time to go shopping?"
"However the central square is really big, and there are many people taking pictures of others"
"You said that after the camera took the photo, didn't you have to send the negative to the photo studio for development. Why do those cameras pop up a photo immediately after taking the photo?"
There are eight girls living in the dormitory.
Three women can sing an opera, and eight girls get together to form a miniature society.
When some people heard that Wang Yue went to work part-time, they didn't want to talk to Wang Yue at first. Shouldn't the main job of the students be learning? How poor is the family to work part-time? It seems that if they say a word to Wang Yue, they will lower their status.
And another part of the girls heard that Wang Yue didn't know the existence of that kind of camera, thought she was stupid, and also thought he was ridiculous.
Among the dark mosquito nets, there were contemptuous smiles on their faces.
But if Wang Yue came back today with big bags and small bags in her hand, by the way, she went to visit the place names of several places.
Maybe these classmates will change into another tone.
"Let me take a look at what you bought? Is it a fake product bought at the Chengbei Wholesale Market?"
"And the few places you go to are places that foreigners will go to, and locals will not go at all."
Or, "I usually look honest and honest, but I didn't expect to be so good at playing during the holidays, hey"
All in all, no matter what Wang Yue does, those who should have an opinion on her still have an opinion.
That's because Wang Yue's hard work hurt many people.
An Keke poked his head out of the mosquito net at this time, "That kind of camera is called Polaroid, also called Polaroid. After taking a photo, it can immediately produce a photo. It uses one-time imaging technology. The film of this thing is very expensive. Yes, but very welcome."
"There are such cameras in well-known scenic spots all over the country, so that tourists can take photos immediately after taking pictures"
"Wow, Keke, do you really know a lot?" Someone couldn't wait to flatter.
Someone also stood up at this time and said, "When I went out with my parents, I also took photos with this camera, but the photos are a bit expensive."
"Yes, yes, I have used it too."
The popularization of Encore to Wang Yue broke the silence in the dormitory, and suddenly let everyone find a common topic.
You must know that among the eight girls, Wang Yue is not the only one. There are actually some people who don't know about such a camera, but they will keep their mouths tightly shut, and use this method to cover themselves.
But at this time, Wang Yue only cares about whose kettle still has water.
"Which of you still has water in the kettle? Can you lend me some?"
"Use mine!" Ankeke's words were full of smiles, although she couldn't see the smile on her face.
But Wang Yue can also feel her happiness.
An Keke said, "Use a little boiling water and still say what to do if you borrow it or not?"
"We are roommates. We have been in college for four years. The closest ones are our sisters."
Encoke's words immediately won the approval of everyone, they praised Encoco for its profound knowledge and insight.
Some people also say that Ankeke has good luck, because there is boiling water in his boiling water bottle at any time. Every time he just carries the pot down, there is always a proactive boy who grabs the boiling water bottle from him and fills it up for her. Yes, and some boys took the initiative to take on the task of turning on the water for Encore.
When it happened, the girls in the dormitory started laughing again.
And Wang Yue became an outsider at this time. When others are fantasizing about sweet love, she is soaking instant noodles, wondering when can she have two mouthfuls of hot instant noodles?
When others are dreaming about a better life, what Wang Yue thinks is that a mouthful of steamed buns and instant noodles should feel good.
When sweet love and a beautiful life collide with the strong taste of instant noodles and pungent leek-flavored buns, all beautiful fantasies are ruthlessly knocked down from reality, which also makes some people say impatiently : "In the middle of the night, can you not eat such a strong smell in the dormitory?"
Wang Yue's heart trembled, and her face turned red. Decades later, there is a professional and more appropriate term for such an embarrassing scene called "social death".
If one wants to accurately describe Wang Yue's current mood, social death should be more appropriate.
Some people took the lead, and naturally others echoed. Some of the chants were ambiguous, although they didn't sound clear, but they shouldn't be good words. Wang Yue didn't want to care about it, but said with a dry smile, "I'll go to the corridor right away."
However, Enkeke stretched himself out under the mosquito net, "It smells so good! I want to eat it, Wang Yue is really annoying, knowing that night is the time when I am most hungry!"
An Keke directly said that Wang Yue hates it, which is fundamentally different from the girl who was yin and yang just now.
An Keke's disgust is more like a kind of coquettishness, while the girl's words just now are completely disgusting.
This is the dormitory and society.
Wang Yue came to the corridor with a lunch box and a small bench and just sat down when An Keke was also wearing slippers and his big nightgown, and followed her out, "Give me a bun?"
Wang Yue's heart trembled again, this beautiful girl in front of her is obviously like a fairy, Iwhy can't I fall in love? (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com