Chapter 7 Tubao Girl
"Let's play the others!advanced!large-scale, 3D!" Jian Yan proposed, "I've heard that you bought a special one!" Seeing that Ye Feng didn't seem to want to say anything, Jian Yan was no longer interested.
"Well, how do you know?" Ye Feng raised his eyebrows, as if he was curious, as if he was entangled in whether he had told Jian Yan about this? Could it be a guess?
"Circle of friends! You are so blatant, it's hard to think about it!" Jian Yan spread his hands helplessly.
"However, I still prefer to play online games!" Jian Yan said to Ye Feng, who was carefully scanning which game he was playing. "It's more fun, there's a lot to play with!
"Online games are boring, fight monsters and upgrade, it's gone!, or charge money, charge money....." Ye Feng said with interest.
"Okay! Let's play this....."
In short, take a closer look, it's okay, it's better to sacrifice your life to accompany the gentleman, and you don't have anything to do.
In one day, Jian Yan stayed at Ye Feng's house, which didn't seem to be much different from before.
When I got home, it was already five o'clock in the afternoon, and when I looked at the empty door, I knew that my father had not come back yet, and dinner was to be solved by myself.
Sighing, Jian Yan opened the refrigerator, didn't pay attention to the other very well prepared ingredients, just picked up two cold raw eggs in the palm of his hand and closed them.
After eating the egg fried rice that he fried while watching the anime, Jian Yan returned to his room, and when he passed by the so-called study with a computer, he subconsciously stopped, but he thought that it was full of computers that had passed the New Year, and Jian Yan also dispelled this ridiculous idea.
"Let's watch the anime!" said to himself in a nutshell, rubbing his arms, the weather is cold at night in the countryside in winter, and I don't want to go out, after all, this is in a small town, and there is no city light, it seems that lying on the warm quilt to watch anime is the best choice.
But sitting at the desk, with a warm desk lamp, as if waiting for a few words, and even thinking about whether it is possible to go to bed, at this time the sky has been completely dark, and the room without temperature is like an ice cellar, and getting into the quilt seems to be the most correct choice, just like what Jian Yan planned just now. But Jian Yan was attracted by the notebook in his hand and what he called a third-rate youth idol drama yesterday.
The protagonist is not the flower style I watched yesterday, in short, it is also a casual flip.
"Shui Yan, do you know that you are a bit strange!" Jian Zhen suddenly said very funny.
"What's strange?" Shui Yan, who stopped the pen in her hand, turned her face to look at him. smiled and showed a mouthful of teeth with a set of teeth. To be honest, he laughed very silly, the hair on both sides seemed to have not been washed for a long time, it looked oily, clinging to the sides, and it was short hair that reached his ears, and his big face and cheeks were red with a little plateau red, although everyone was wearing dark school uniforms, but it was extremely incongruous when worn on his body, coupled with the short figure, the winter clothes looked bloated, and two words were revealed all over the body: rustic. All kinds of rumors about this person instantly drilled into Jian Zhen's mind one after another.
At this time, it was the first row of desks, and on either side of the lectern was - empty, and this session was still a self-study class.
For Shui Yan, Jian Zhen really remembers it vividly, no! I can't forget it even if I want to. It's simply a lingering shadow.
Jian Zhen didn't want to show his contemptuous eyes, but raised his head and pointed to the card on his arm. In a very uncertain tone, he asked, "W-Conan?"
Shui Yan smiled happily, and didn't seem to feel any shame about collecting Conan's cards. On the contrary, he was a little strange about Jian Zhen's words, and asked puzzledly, looking at the big face cake, which suddenly made Jian Zhen lose interest in continuing to talk. When I was a half-year-old, I watched cartoons? Jian Zhen thought to himself. he
"What's going on?"
"It's nothing! it's naïve, you like it very much?" Jian Zhen asked.
"That's right! I like Conan the most! He's handsome and smart!" he said with a look of admiration for Conan, a nymphomaniac expression that only an ignorant girl can have for Korean idols. It made Jian Zhen feel a little sick to his stomach, which was really naïve.
For Shui Yan, Jian Zhen can only be said to be a wonder, it can be regarded as a more fateful person, he has been in the same class since high school, but the two did not communicate much, until Jian Zhen was transferred from the first row to the penultimate row, Jian Zhen knew this person. In the middle and lower reaches of the grades, the appearance is not amazing, and it can even be said to be a little ugly, and he almost has a thin presence in the class, which is the same as Jian Zhen. At that time, Jian Zhen had a good impression of this person for various reasons, and the kind of favor that was only inferior to that of classmates and friends was not mixed with anything else.
But what Jian Zhen never expected was that in a study room at the end of the first semester of high school, the whole classroom was noisy, and there were people who didn't have the heart to study, and Shui Yan inadvertently communicated with the front and back desks, and said to Jian Zhen: "Maybe the arts and sciences are divided into classes, and we are still in the same class!"
Jian Zhen scoffed at this, "I study liberal arts!" Jian Zhen said very surely, and Shui Yan is strong in mathematics and weak in liberal arts, so it is impossible to choose liberal arts.
"Oh!" Shui Yan seemed to be a little disappointed, and then clenched her fists and encouraged Jian Zhen: "Come on!"
At that time, Jian Zhen's heart was very shameless, and he felt that this person was not bad, because from the first row to the last second row, it could be said that he was "unfamiliar with life!" and slowly blended in with the surroundings. And the first person to contact herself was the Tubao girl in front of her who couldn't hide her rustic atmosphere, and Jian Zhen called Shui Yan like this in her heart.
However, reality gave Jian Zhen all kinds of slaps in the face.
A few days later,
"I want to study liberal arts!"
"What's so good about liberal arts! Studying science, it's easy to find a job after studying science..... You look at your cousin xxx, and then compare and compare your cousin xxx....."
An hour later.....
"Okay, then fill in the science!" Jian Zhen nodded, although he was a little unwilling in his heart, but he didn't dare to resist his parents and filled in the science.