Chapter Ninety-One: Roommates
In my previous life, I saw photos of college student dormitories in the 80s, generally a room for six or eight people, high and low beds with wooden shelves, a row of two-story wooden cabinets in the corner for clothes, and a few desks in the middle of the dormitory as tables.
Originally, Chen Dahe also thought that he lived in this kind of dormitory, anyway, he didn't have high requirements in this regard, and he didn't think it mattered, so when Li Lao said that he couldn't be special, and he had to live in a dormitory, he didn't care.
But when I moved to the dormitory yesterday, I saw that this was really my dormitory?
The room of nearly thirty square meters is spacious and bright, there is a desk and a large wooden cabinet next to the door, two single beds are placed on both sides by the window, there is a small door between the two windows, and there is a large balcony when you open the door, in addition to no toilet and air conditioning, it can be said that the conditions are quite good, even if it is the science and engineering students who are the heart of the school today, there is absolutely no such treatment.
At first, Chen Dahe thought it was specially arranged by Mr. Li, but after his roommate, a black guy who was whiter than coal, moved in, he realized that this was the legendary dormitory for international students!
It is said that it is to help foreign students better adapt to life in China, promote exchanges between Chinese and foreign youth, and of course, it is also convenient for domestic students to practice speaking.
The reason why Chen Dahe was able to live in was really not much to do with Mr. Li, mainly because he completed the task of being a guide for Oss some time ago, and Vice Minister Huang of the United Front Work Department of Guangdong Province personally called the school to thank him.
In any case, he said that it was a very humane decision, and he firmly supported it with both hands and feet!
When Chen Dahe returned to the dormitory with two books, his roommate had not returned, so he lay on the bed and looked through the textbooks in his hand.
It wasn't long before the dormitory door was pushed open, and a tall, thin black man with short curly hair walked in.
"Hi, Enzo, so you are in the room," the black guy began to barabala as soon as he returned, "How is your new classmate, is it easy to get along?" I feel that the Chinese are very easy to get along with, of course, there may be some grumpy, do you have any good news to share with me, what the hell, I saw Durey and Lisa again today, I really don't understand why Lisa likes to be with that Malian, she is obviously from our South Africa, South Africa is not good, does she want to go to West Africa? Uh, Enzo, why don't you speak?"
Chen Dahe raised his head and looked at him helplessly, "Thierry, you didn't give me a chance to speak as soon as you entered the door, and I don't know that Duray and Lisa, and, if you want to practice your Chinese well and graduate successfully, you should speak Chinese with me, understand?"
Thierry pursed his lips and shrugged his brows, jumped up a few steps forward, then slammed himself on the bed, made a loud bang, and said in stumbling Chinese, "Okay, okay, Chen, you are as verbose as my father, but Chinese is really difficult to learn, and I have been studying it in South Africa for three years." But seriously, I still think it's better to call you Enzo, or I'd better call you Enzo, Enzo, why did you take that name, I think it's much better than my name, my father should have given me this name. ”
Does the difficulty of learning Chinese have anything to do with my French name, and why is this fold so awkward?
"Whatever you want," Chen Dahe put down the first volume of the French textbook in his hand, looked at Thierry and said, "You see that many of the foreign language students in our school have taken a foreign language name, so why don't you also choose a Chinese name for yourself." ”
Thierry's eyes widened, and he suddenly jumped out of bed, "That's a good idea, Enzo, you can give me a nice name, how about I treat you to dinner." ”
"There's no need to eat," Chen Dahe tapped his fingers on the edge of the bed, thought for a moment and said, "Well, let's call it Di Aihua." ”
"Huh?" Thierry looked at him blankly, "Sounds like it has something to do with my name?"
"That's right," Chen Dahe turned over, took out a pen and wrote three words on the manuscript paper, "Your name is Thierry, in homophonic words, it can also be written as Di Aili, but Aili Aili is not good, on the other hand, Di Zi refers to foreign races in Chinese, which can represent your identity as a foreigner, since you come to China to study, you can call Aihua, Aihua, naturally it means to love my China, together it is a foreigner who loves China, how about it, can the name Di Aihua be?"
Thierry looked at Chen Dahe in a daze, and then suddenly showed a smile, "I like this name, Enzo, thank you, I'll invite you for dinner today." ”
"You don't need to eat," Chen Dahe said with a smile, "but you really have to learn Chinese well, otherwise your father won't let you go home." ”
"You're right, I'm only in second grade anyway, so there's still a lot of time, and, Enzo," Thierry winked at Chen Dahe, "you're going to help me, right?"
"Of course," Chen shrugged, "we are roommates, so we should help each other." ”
"That's right, that's it," Thierry waved his hands, "so I'm sure you'll be invited to dinner, and today, we'll go to the international student cafeteria, and I'll treat you to braised pork and steak." ”
"Next time, Thierry," Chen Dahe said, but he interrupted,
"Enzo, you should call me Di Aihua!" Thierry's expression was serious, as if this was a very important matter for him.
"Okay, Di Aihua," Chen Dahe nodded kindly, "Uh, according to the habits of the Chinese, I call you Aihua, Aihua, I really have something to do tonight, next time, okay?"
Hearing Chen Dahe say this, Thierry, no, it should be Di Aihua who had to give up, "Okay, okay, then next time, uh, or tomorrow night?"
Seeing Di Aihua looking at him with blank eyes, Chen Dahe smiled and nodded, "No problem." ”
"Well, that's it," the freshly baked Mr. Di Aihua excitedly circled around the room, "No, I have to tell Lisa that I have a Chinese name, maybe suggest that she also take a Chinese name, goodbye Enzo, I'll go out." ”
As soon as the words fell, Di Aihua flew out of the dormitory like a gust of wind, and the door that he casually closed made a loud noise.
Chen Dahe smiled and shook his head, packed up his things and prepared to go out, he was not looking for an excuse to refuse Thierry, but he had already agreed with Old Man Li that he would go to his place for dinner today, and Qian Qian would also go over with him and bring him to meet Old Man Xu Wenping.