The new cafeteria is located not far from the front of the dormitory, and most of the people in it are freshmen, just in time for the meal, and there are basically students queuing at every window.

At the beginning of the year, I chose a queue to line up, and in the process, I added a friend application in my WeChat.

[Ah Cheng] asks to add you as a friend and verify the message: Cheng Xian.

At the beginning of the year, it was applied through friends.

[Ah Cheng: At the beginning of the day?]

Shi Chu's fingertips moved lightly and replied with a hmm.

At half past twelve o'clock in the afternoon, I returned to the dormitory.

There were two more girls in the room, one tall and one short.

The taller one saw Shi Chu enter the door and greeted him warmly, "Ah, this is the last member of our house, then all the people in our house are here." ”

"Come, Shi Chu is, hello, my name is Song Mian, this is just now the dormitory staff put down a report sign-in sheet, come here to sign. ”

Shi Chu nodded and took the thing from Song Mian's hand.

There are only four vacancies on a piece of paper, and the other three are full of signatures, Song Mian is in the first name, the words are like his person, and he writes in standard and atmospheric block letters, horizontal and vertical, very good-looking.

She couldn't help but praise, "The words, well-written, good-looking." ”

Seeing that Song Mian was looking at her, Shi Chu lowered his head again and explained in a loud voice, "I didn't, I didn't mean anything else, I just felt that I ......."

Such a beautiful character, she has seen it from Ji Liangyan's pen at most.

Ji Liangyan's writing is extremely sloppy, but every stroke is stretched and tangible, and the pen is sharp but not excessive, like a delicate red flower blooming on the branch in the corner of the wall, the industry appreciates Ji Liangyan's words even more, and how many people can't exchange a lot of money for Ji Liangyan's genuine handwriting.

Under his subtlety, looking at people and words has become a habit at the beginning.

At this moment, a cold snort came from the top bunk opposite her, "What's the use of beautiful handwriting? ”

The atmosphere in the room froze for a moment.

Song Mian, who was praised, also stood in place a little embarrassed, at a loss.

Shi Chu asked Song Mian softly, "In addition to signing and signing, are there other things to fill in?"

Song Mian reacted at this time, turned around, and faced Shi Chu, "No, just sign your name." ”

Shi Chu nodded, took the pen, and delicately wrote his name in his space.

While writing, he said casually, "The handwriting is beautiful, indeed, really useful, not much." ”

"But you can, communicate with more friends. ”

Miss Ye on the second bed sneered, "Then you should tell me, who do you have 'communication' with? ”

At the beginning of the day, he handed the signed one to Song Mian, slowly closed the pen cover, and lowered his head to light up the mobile phone screen.

Their dormitory was sunny, and at noon, the sun shone in through the large windows of the dormitory, hitting the tips of the early thick eyelashes.

In a room of more than 20 square meters, a needle drop can be heard for a while.

Song Mian was silent for a few seconds, and then came out to pull the rack, "Okay, it's okay for me to ...... Chuchu" Before he finished speaking, he heard the thin and slender girl next to him raise her head and say word by word.

"Cheng, Cheng Xian, senior, does it count?"

Seeing that Miss Ye didn't reply for a while, Shi Chu lowered her eyelids, "It should be...... No, because he himself said that he was poor and poor. ”

Regardless of Ye Weiyu's ugly face, Shi Chu said clearly, "Miss Ye is right. ”