Chapter 8: The Fat Man and the Rascal

Li Mo's hair is very long, because in the past, he and Jin Xuan helped each other cut each other's hair.

But a month ago, Jin Xuan went to Lijiang City to study, and no one helped Li Mo cut his hair.

So he has to go to the barber shop to get a haircut, but it will cost a lot of money.

Li Mo planned to go to the barber shop when his hair was a little longer, so that he could save a lot of money.

As for the red vest on his body, it is a bit like the standard costume of the Bangbang profession.

Because Li Mo is too young, it is difficult for guests to say that he is associated with a profession like Bangbang. So he bought this red vest that would enhance his recognition.

His outfit does make him look like a business-savvy awesome, but it's hard to associate him with being a student.

For example, his current three roommates were frightened by his image of fancy clothes and capes.

The little boy with the flashlight was the first to ask, "You... Who are you?"

Li Mo smiled at him and found that he was the classmate who just said he was studying art.

"My name is Li Mo, a freshman in the first class of high school. Are you also in the first class?"

The three of them swallowed a mouthful of saliva when they heard this. It was really difficult for them to associate Li Mo's outfit with the students.

The fat man who shrunk to the corner of the bed, the one who was panting before, stared at Li Mo and asked with a look of disbelief, "Are you really a student?"

"Why am I here if I'm not a student?" Li Mo replied as he found an unlocked cabinet to put his things.

He had scanned the dorm room earlier and found that only half of the six beds were covered with futon, which meant that only the three people in the dorm were currently in the dorm surrounded by books.

As he packed his things, he had another question on his mind.

Just now, when the three roommates were frightened by him, he clearly saw a blue gas coming out of their heads.

"That is, fear makes people produce blue gas, and contempt produces green gas, and anger produces black gas?"

Li Mo analyzed this in his heart, but he never couldn't figure out the principle of this.

"It doesn't matter what his principle is, as long as he can help me solve the life problems of me and Sister Xuan!" Li Mo made up his mind in his heart and continued to think about how to fill the remaining emotional balls.

The most filled at the moment is the contempt mood ball, which has been filled almost a quarter of its height.

The other two mood balls are only a thin layer at the bottom.

Li Mo was thinking about the problem, and the other three roommates had not yet recovered from the shock.

The fat man swallowed his saliva, looking at Li Mo's dignified appearance, coupled with Li Mo's dark skin, it simply made the little heart in his fat body pound.

"Student, you're dressed like this?"

When he finished asking, the other two students nodded approvingly.

Li Mo turned to look at him and found that there was no green light coming out of his or the other two's heads.

In other words, the three of them did not show any mockery and disdain when facing Li Mo.

But looking at the expressions of the three of them, Li Mo also understood in his heart that the three of them would not despise him, but that the three of them were filled with other emotions at the moment, so they didn't despise his dress for the time being.

He glanced at the dress of the three of them, the fat man was wearing a white sportswear, because the logo was a very simple tick, so people like Li Mo who couldn't afford it could also call out the name of that brand.

The little man with the flashlight was wearing a blue shirt and blue jeans, and he couldn't tell what the brand was, but from the texture of the fabric and the cut of the style, Li Mo could also guess that it was expensive.

As for the other classmate who hasn't spoken, it's a very thin boy who looks very Sven.

The Sven boy was also wearing short-sleeved jeans, Li Mo couldn't see the brand and price, but he was wearing a pair of gold-rimmed glasses, and he looked quite valuable.

The three of them didn't despise and mock themselves, and Li Mo smiled politely at the three of them. There is a saying, vote for me with a peach, and repay it with Qiong Yao.

"Hey, some can wear it, and it's not that you're naked without clothes. โ€

"Haha," the fat man laughed.

"That's right!" echoed the Flashlight Kid.

โ€œยทยทยทโ€ The tall man smiled simply and didn't speak.

"Do you choose the bed and cabinet yourself?" asked Li Mo to the three of them.

The three of them twitched the corners of their mouths speechlessly, you have already occupied a cabinet, is it still meaningful to ask others now?

"Grab which one you like!" said the fat man with a grin.

Li Mo didn't know what the three of them were thinking, if he knew that he would definitely say it, in fact, it really didn't make sense, he just had nothing to say.

Li Mo's personality has always been withdrawn, and when he graduated from junior high school, many people in their class didn't even know him.

Some people's loneliness is due to their character, but Li Mo's loneliness is due to choice.

He doesn't like to communicate with anyone other than Jin Xuan.

At this time, the conversation with the three of them was just out of politeness.

After all, he had to live with these people for three years, and although he didn't care about what they thought, Li Mo still didn't want to leave a bad impression on others in the first place.

After the fat man finished speaking, the flashlight boy immediately complained: "Shi Zhengfei, why are you like a hooligan? When others ask if you can choose a bed at will, how can you come out of your mouth and become a ruffian and rob a woman from a good family?"

Li Mo took out the cotton wool and bed sheets and bedding in the woven bag while listening to the conversation of the other three.

Only then did he know that the little chubby dun was called Shi Zhengfei, well?

The reason why Li Mo wanted him to be a little chubby dun was because he was shrunk in the corner of the bed at the moment, and he really looked like a round ball.

Shi Zhengfei was obviously dissatisfied with the flashlight boy's judgment of him, and responded: "Lan Zuoren, you don't talk nonsense. There are no more women from good families now? There are fewer female hooligans on the streets? Two days ago, I met three yellow-haired female gangsters in Babao Lane, and I had to ask them to smoke!"

When Shi Zhengfei said this, Li Mo had already gotten into the quilt cover to put cotton wool. Listening to his shocking words, Li Mo still smiled very unkindly.

His barren mind made it hard to imagine a fat man who looked like a thief was surrounded by three thugs in a corner and shivered.

"Then did you invite them?" asked Lan Zuoren with some excitement.

"Can you not be invited!" Shi Zhengfei responded.

Lan Zuoren laughed evilly when he heard this, "Shi Zhengfei, you can't do it." I'm so blind and so strong. If I want to be so strong as you, if I don't beat them, I'll lose!"

"Why should I beat them, they are pretty good-looking, I just can't get used to seeing them dyed yellow. Isn't it beautiful to be a Chinese person, with long flowing black hair?"

Lan Zuoren was probably choked by Shi Zhengfei's shameless remarks, and only after a while did he complain faintly: "Shi Zhengfei, where is your face? Don't you want it? The three of them are obviously robbing you!"

The fat man Shi Zhengfei snorted and smiled, "Hehe, I'm willing to be robbed and you bite me." Anyway, who are you buying cigarettes for? They are so beautiful, why did I invite them to smoke? โ€

"Shameless!" Lan Zuoren continued to complain.

"Hehe, you're envious. I smell the vinegar. I gave them all of my pack of Iron Eaters (cigarette brand). also asked for the three of them by the way. โ€

"Lying on the grass!" Lan Zuoren swore again, and then persuaded in a serious voice: "Xiao Shi, it's not good for girls to smoke!"

"Nonsense, like a guy is good when he smokes. When I gave them iron beasts, I told them, 'Smoking is bad for your health!'"

"Neurotic!" Lan Zuoren was finally powerless to parry.

The fat man laughed and said, "How do you know that they scolded me like this?"

"They all scolded you, why did you still come to the Goose?" Lan Zuoren was really puzzled this time.

The fat man glanced at him with disdain, "There's nothing that can't be solved by being thick-skinned!"