Uncle Mole felt that he did not understand the lifestyle of young people.
He may be old.
Facing these things that are widely circulated in the circle of young people, I am really at a loss, and even a little hard to understand.
Sometimes, the young people are not to blame.
Because, often, many things are both up and down.
People with greater influence are like this, and ordinary people will naturally follow and imitate. This culture from Southeast Asia has always influenced many young people, regardless of gender, have been affected to a certain extent.
The aesthetics of idol groups are like this, and those young people in society will naturally be like this.
I can't blame others.
Perhaps this is the epitome of an era.
Uncle Hei Mo was looking at these new students, but Wang Han was already used to it.
In good schools, everyone basically has short cuts. There are very few people with this kind of hairstyle. There are indeed quite a lot of junior colleges.
However, Wang Han felt that it was no big deal.
Because he used to have this long hairstyle, so there is no need to talk about others.
Memory always runs through a generation.
Perhaps this kind of memory has a great sense of the times for Wang Han.
Not long after, Wang Han came to the downstairs of a certain boys' dormitory.
After looking outside for a while, Wang Han finally walked in.
Here, Wang Han lived for a period of time.
That period of time suddenly coincides with the present.
Wang Han shook his head and withdrew his thoughts.
After a while, Uncle Hei Mo and Wang Han came to the fifth floor.
This place is bedroom No. 513.
After thinking for a while, Wang Han knocked on the door.
Soon, there was a sound from inside.
Wang Han walked in and looked around the bedroom.
"Hello, who am I looking for?"
Wang Han's demeanor and the people behind him can be seen at a glance that they are not students, so the students inside all stood up, thinking that the leaders came to inspect.
Wang Han said: "If you don't look for someone, just take a look."
The student was taken aback, and after oh, he started to do his own thing.
They seem to be playing black, playing League of Legends, which has been very popular recently.
The boy on the left is playing Ryze, and the boy on the right is playing Hand of Noxus. The record is not bad. The guy behind him seems to be playing with a big sword, and he is constantly chasing Ezreal.
Wang Han quickly looked away and started searching.
After a while, Wang Han's eyes stopped at one place.
At that time, he lived in bed No. 1, near the gate.
There are eight people living in this dormitory.
The dormitory is rather dilapidated, and it belongs to the bunk bed. If you want to play computer games, you need to move the table by yourself, and then sit on the bed below to play black games together.
If you go to the toilet, there are two toilets in one corridor. No matter you wash or do other things, you need to go to the public toilet, and then you need to take a shower in the school bathroom.
At that time, Wang Han didn't integrate into this circle and was quite rebellious, so no one wanted to play with him.
After watching for a while, the black mole uncle behind Wang Han, under the suspicious eyes of several students, left behind two packs of cigarettes and left.
College boys basically smoke. Even if they don't smoke, they will still pick up a cigarette if someone gives it to them.
Thirty yuan of cigarettes is equivalent to their food expenses for two or three days.
This year, it is already 2012.
Naturally, prices are also rising rapidly.
Thirty yuan ten years ago may not be a problem for a more frugal child for ten days.
The times are developing, the school is better, it can be used for two or three days, and now outside, 30 yuan may only be enough for a day.
After leaving dormitory 513, the students inside seemed to be saying something with a familiar voice.
Standing outside, Wang Han said, "Let's go."
After a while, Wang Han finally left the school.
Throughout the whole process, no one was found.
After coming out of school, when Uncle Hei Mo was about to ask Wang Han where he was going, Wang Han said: "Just drive forward, and I will tell you the direction when the time comes."
Uncle Mole nodded.
After a while, turn leftTurn right into an alley.
"Do you want to rent a house?"
A woman in her forties looked at Wang Han suspiciously.
She found Wang Han somewhat familiar, but couldn't remember who he was.
"Is the third floor 307 vacant?"
"It happens to be empty, I'll take you to have a look."
After a while, Wang Han came to room 307.
Here, it belongs to the kind of village in the city, which is specially rented out to nearby students and office workers, so the price is not too expensive. There is one room and one bathroom, no air-conditioning, no shower, and only one toilet and mirror in the bathroom. The price is one month. It is 500 yuan excluding water and electricity.
Prices are indeed rising.
This is also a place where Wang Han lived for a long time before.
Ever since he went to a big company, Wang Han has left here.
If I remember correctly, he should be living here as he was before his rebirth.
Today is the weekend, he should not go out.
Then every meal time, go out for a meal.
Outside there is a single lame man who runs a shoe shine shop.
Next to the shoe-shining shop was his relative, who opened a small restaurant. There was a pair of children, a boy and a girl. Both children went to elementary school nearby. When Wang Han ordered food, he also brought food for the children. I did it, so Wang Han has always trusted the food there, at least rest assured.
Memory is always amazing, he can remember a lot of things, and it is terrifyingly clear in his mind.
Now those small restaurants outside have started to sell waste oil, and diarrhea is a trivial matter after eating.
Therefore, it is really rare to have a good place to eat.
After casually chatting with the woman, Wang Han left here.
After a while, Wang Han and Uncle Hei Mo sat in the restaurant outside.
Seeing Wang Han and the others coming in, the female boss quickly greeted: "Both?"
"Two, a small bowl of fried rice, a small bowl of noodles with fried sauce, put more fried sauce and coriander, what do you eat?"
After Wang Han finished speaking, he looked at Uncle Hei Mole.
Uncle Hei Mo said, "Is there any delicious rice bowl?"
"If you can, let's cover the rice with sliced ??potatoes and a cold dish, a large portion."
Wang Han gave an order.
Uncle Mole nodded, this is not bad.
The woman seemed to be very strange to Wang Han's way of eating, but she still went to cook.
In fact, Wang Han's habit was developed here. A large bowl of noodles and a large bowl of fried rice are not enough to eat, so Wang Han eats two small bowls, which is exactly 80% full.
After a while, the food was served.
Wang Han took off his sunglasses.
"Fuck, I read that right, it's Wang Han!"
The child who was looking at this side while doing the problem suddenly let out a burst of exclamation. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com