G of L Chapter 162: It’s great.

Back in the room, Wang Yan suddenly found that there was another stranger in the room. Yo, is this the last homie?

 

Dutch Potatoe, Squirrel, and Ruyu weren't there, and the newcomer was smoking on the balcony. Seeing Wang Yan and Song Chen pushing the door and entering, the new roommate didn't move, he waved his hand while holding the cigarette and said hello.

 

"Wow, brothers! I am Zhang Yi Wei one of the tenants of this room, Sichuan's baby!"

 

Zhang Yi Wei was black and thin, not tall, but he looked so sturdy. The sides of his hair were shaved showing green skin, and the roots stood out. The posture of holding a cigarette was like an old smoker, and there was no stage fright in greeting comers. The other party didn't have stage fright, so Wang Yan will only be more natural than him.

 

"Dude, come do me a favor after smoking!"

 

Zhang Yi Wei was stunned, thought for a while, threw away the cigarette he had just smoked, and walked into the bedroom, rubbing his hands together.

 

"Brother, at your service?!"

 

"My name is Wang Yan."

 

Wang Yan introduced his name first, then nodded to his new roommate.

 

"Please hang up the curtains with Song Chen. The school does not block the light. We are going to buy a new set."

 

"Yao De!"

 

Zhang Yi Wei clapped and took the bag from Song Chen's hand.

 

……

 

In the Sichuan dialect, "Yao De" is generally used to meet friends, and the mood displayed is more positive, which is almost equivalent to "Hao Le" in Mandarin, rather equals "Good".

 

……

 

Wang Yan's natural appearance made the last roommate in a good mood. Originally it was separated, but it was dissolved in an instant. Song Chen and the newcomer were busy removing the curtains. The stools were not high enough and the window sills were unpractical to use them. Zhang Yi Wei's height was a maximum of 173, so it seemed a bit awkward for him.

 

Wang Yan directly shouted: “Just step on my sheets, don't worry, it's okay!”

 

The Sichuanwa Zhang Yi Wei was quite naive, when he heard to let him step on it, he lifted the mattress sheets and stepped on the mattress firmly.

 

Wang Yan immediately replied: "You are stupid! I let you step on the sheets because the sheets are no longer needed. Why are you stepping on the bed? I can't change the bed!"

 

Wang Yan said a scolding, but it was actually a very affectionate joke. The Sichuanwa scratched his head and smiled.

 

"What the hell are you doing? Why don't you want a good bedsheet?"

 

"I bought a new one, and I will change it later."

 

Wang Yan took off the quilt and casually asked: “How long have you been here? Did you see anyone else?"

 

"10 hours! I saw Dutch Potatoe. Why does the boy call himself Dutch Potatoe? He put down his things and fled.

 

Zhang Yi Wei spoke with a heavy accent and was incoherent, and her thought seemed to jump.

 

Seeing that they were both sweating, Wang Yan closed the door and turned on the air conditioner. Just then, a bullet came from the opposite dormitory. Seeing this, he immediately walked in and greeted him with a smile.

 

"Master Wang, what do you need to move?"

 

Wang Yan remembered that the little fat Hu Liang was from Hu Jianren and said: "I like Guo De crotch the most" during yesterday's conversation. How did he learn to say "what" overnight?

 

A pronunciation with a twisted tongue, tsk tsk!

 

Chairman Wang suddenly remembered Jilinwa Ruyu and Si Chuanwa Zhang Yi Wei, and subconsciously had a foreboding that there would be a fierce collision between them... Hmmm, he felt like the winning face wouldn't be only Ruyu and that's a great probability...

 

Putting aside his distracting thoughts, he gestured to the short fat man, "Come on, you can help me cover my duvet."

 

The little fat man twisted and twisted to help - Hu Liang was 1.65 meters tall and weighed 160 pounds. He really couldn't walk with his legs. He split his hips and moved forward.

 

Touching the quilt cover and the quilt paste, the little fat boy suddenly asked: “Master Wang, did you buy your own quilt? Uh. How much does it cost? It looks so expensive!”

 

"Let's put this one on for 4,000 Yuan now." Wang Yan was naturally relaxed, and his movements did not stop at all.

 

The small fat man's squinted eyes quickly widened and finally turned into a well of jujube, twinkling with an unrecognizable light.

 

"Dig a Trench! A Xi Feeds a Total! Hey Gong!"

 

Suddenly a word came out that no one could understand.

 

Zhang Yi Wei, who was standing on Wang Yan's bed, also turned around and was stunned: "Is it black?!"

 

"You hang your curtains well, so they don't fall!"

 

Wang Yan quickly waved his hand.

 

"You understand!"

 

Zhang Yi Wei returned to work, but his attitude did not change much. The little fat man thought for a while and didn't try to flatter Wang Yan. Yesterday after returning to his dorm, the dorm had a ruthless and full discussion about Wang Yan, and the final conclusion was that either the brother had a mine at home, or he was the boss of another line... Overall cow ratio. Not only because of the air conditioning but also because of the confidence, restraint and quality displayed throughout the contact process.

 

Freshmen are just soft, not stupid. That they show the support of the big brother, is definitely not a big thing. But most of them can tell if a person is tough or not if he is good or not, and that's nothing more than the difference in sensitivity and the most sensitive should be Ruyu... hmmm.

 

Little fat Hu Liang has a lot of heart. When he realized that Wang Yan didn't want to show his wealth, but just normal conversation, he just didn't make such an exaggeration and chatted normally.

 

"Master Wang, why didn't you just buy a mattress?"

 

"A mattress isn't necessary. A firmer bed is fine for sleeping. I'm not that particular about that."

 

As soon as the last sentence came out, black lines appeared on the foreheads of the three of them...

 

Brother, what's number B in your heart? This year's freshmen; can you find someone more particular than you?

 

Speechless, Dutch Potato pushed open the door and walked in with a lot of stuff; messy pot and pan sets, either way, things that can be used in the bedroom. Seeing Wang Yan in the dormitory, he immediately came reporting: "Brother Wang, I spent a total of 279 Yuan, and I will put the rest on the table for you!"

 

“Hey, where are you going? After buying so many necessities and not bringing them all in one trip, you ended up spending less than 300Yuan?! What talent..."

 

Wang Yan didn't have time to see these things, so he said casually: "You can keep the change and pay the electricity bill. I tried getting as many electrical appliances for more than convenience, so I can't overcharge you."

 

"What did you say?" Dutch Potatoe was in a hurry, his black face turning purple: "Isn't it fair for us to spend a comfortable life with you and pay a few utility bills?"

 

Zhang Yi Wei only knew the air conditioner was installed by Wang Yan, and asked Song Chen in a low voice: "What do we have in the dorm?"

 

"Air conditioner, washing machine, small refrigerator, temporarily," Song Chen replied in a low voice, very wittily adding the word: "temporarily"

 

Zhang Yi Wei stuck out his tongue: "Our days are so dark..."

 

Song Chen nodded warmly, turned around, and shouted: "Brother Wang, I will pay part of the fee!"

 

"That's how it should be!" Zhang Yi Wei nodded.

 

"Good," Wang Yan waved, too lazy to argue with them.

 

Whether or not they have this budget for their living expenses, anyway, if they share the dormitory with him, they will be able to catch up sooner or later.

 

"So each person will pay 100 Yuan per month, which will be public funds for the dormitory, and the water and electricity bills will be paid. Dutch Potatoe, if you pay attention to this thing, you can take care of this side?"

 

When Dutch Potatoe heard this, his dark face turned purple again.

 

"Okay! Don't worry Brother Wang, and all the shopping is mine and I'll take care of it!"

 

The little fat man saw all this with his own eyes and was suddenly envious. "Look at this college life, it’s great".

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