As the final exams approach, the elective subjects have basically finished teaching, and the rest of the main subject time is basically spent on self-study. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

Most of the day students in the school have also begun to return to their dormitories one after another, fighting at night. When the study is busy, the three most popular places on campus are the library, the study room, and the cafeteria.

Zhao Meimei and their favorite to go to the No. 4 canteen on weekdays, the chef's fried dishes are delicious, especially popular in the school, and when it comes to the meal, everyone is in a hurry to rush there, for fear that they will not be able to eat a delicious meal if they are slow.

As soon as class ended at noon, Zhao Meimei immediately followed Peng Hui and Qian Simeng, and rushed to the cafeteria to eat with her arms.

Zhao Meimei walked in the middle, bowed her head and sent a message to Shi Yang, Peng Hui and Qian Simeng pulled her like a cane left and right, leading the way while urging: "Hurry up, don't send it, I won't be able to beat the tomato brisket for a while!" ”

Seeing that they had reached the door of the cafeteria, Peng Hui and Qian Simeng suddenly pulled Zhao Meimei to the side and took two steps back.

Zhao Meimei glanced up and saw a pile of rolls scattered on the ground, and a boy was squatting on the ground, lowering his head and hurriedly picking it up.

A light wind blew, and the roll immediately followed and jumped a few steps to the side.

The boy was in a hurry and hurriedly sped up the action of picking up.

Peng Hui and Qian Simeng were in a hurry to grab the food, so they didn't care about this, and they pulled Zhao Meimei to avoid running into the cafeteria, Zhao Meimei glanced at the boy and stopped Peng Hui and Qian Simeng: "Wait a minute!" ”

The boy who squatted on the ground to pick up the rolls was thin and tall, wearing a black down jacket, his hair was curled on his head, and he was wearing a pair of brushed sweatpants on his lower body.

Many people hurriedly passed by at the door of the cafeteria, but no one was willing to squat down at this time to help pick it up.

Zhao Meimei said: "I know him, I'll help him pick up things, you guys go to eat first!" ”

When Peng Hui and Qian Simeng heard this, they were worried about cooking, so they hurriedly threw down Zhao Meimei and hurriedly ran into the canteen.

Zhao Meimei squatted down and helped pick up the rolls scattered on the ground.

Dong Wenjie, who was squatting on the ground with an anxious expression, showed an imperceptible smile on the corner of his mouth.

Zhao Meimei helped pick up the rolls that took off and walked to Dong Wenjie's side.

Dong Wenjie raised his head and looked at Zhao Meimei with a surprised expression: "Why are you?" Thank you! ”

Zhao Meimei smiled slightly, helped him pick up the rolls, and asked, "Didn't you lose it?" ”

Dong Wenjie put the roll together and hugged it in his arms: "There shouldn't be." After speaking, he said apologetically: "Did you delay your meal?" ”

Zhao Meimei said: "It's okay, my friend helped me cook." ”

Dong Wenjie held the roll and followed Zhao Meimei into the canteen, and the black window of the meal was full of people.

Zhao Meimei picked up an empty table and sat down, and waved her hand at Peng Hui, who was standing in line at the window and was stretching her neck to look at her, and when she saw it, she sat down.

Dong Wenjie asked, "How many of you?" Shall I sit here? ”

Zhao Meimei said: "Three, okay, you sit down, I'll help you watch things, you go to eat." ”

After Dong Wenjie thanked him, he put the roll on the chair and turned his head to line up for dinner.

Peng Hui came back first, she put the tray on the dining table, and immediately gossiped and asked, "Who was that person just now?" ”

Zhao Meimei told the process of getting acquainted with Dong Wenjie.

Peng Hui's eyes widened a little: "This kind of thing can happen to you, fate!" ”

Zhao Meimei rolled her eyes: "Fate is a fart!" I'll see what you've cooked for me! ”

Qian Simeng also came back later, and Zhao Meimei repeated what she had said to Peng Hui again.

Qian Simeng said: "I glanced at him when I came back just now, he looks very energetic!" ”

Peng Hui was curious: "Really?" I haven't even looked closely, how handsome are you? ”

Qian Simeng nodded and praised: "Handsome!" ”

Peng Hui was happy: "Oh, yes, then I have to take a good look." ”

After a while, the handsome guy Dong Wenjie came back, with two trays in his hand, he put the rice in front of him, all the dishes in the middle of the table, smiled slightly, and said: "I went a little late, just these few dishes look good, you can eat, I'll treat you." ”

Dong Wenjie put the dinner plate away, and lowered his head to pick up the roll on the chair.

Peng Hui saw the dinner plate first, then turned her head to look at people, and when she turned around, she first saw a head with thick hair, and she didn't see what Dong Wenjie looked like.

"Oops, you're actually playing fried chicken wings, I wanted to buy them before, and there is no place to put them on the tray." Qian Simeng saw the food and immediately smiled.

Dong Wenjie hugged the roll on his lap and sat next to Zhao Meimei, he raised his head and smiled: "Yes, you can eat it if you like it." ”

As soon as Dong Wenjie raised his head, Peng Hui could see his appearance clearly, and when he saw it clearly, he forgot that he had always pretended to be quiet and reserved in front of outsiders, his eyes looked from the scalp to the soles of his feet, and he saw Dong Wenjie thoroughly, and he couldn't wait to peel off the down jacket outside and look at the wide shoulders and narrow hips and long legs wrapped inside.

Dong Wenjie was indifferent to Peng Hui's deliberate scrutiny, and just smiled at her gently.

Peng Hui was slammed by the smile on his face, her brain was instantly paralyzed, and after the meal, she didn't even pay attention to what she was eating.

Dong Wenjie ate relatively quickly, he finished eating, and said to Zhao Meimei: "I still have something to do, let's go first, thank you today, I will invite you next time I have the opportunity, ah, Mengmeng and Peng Hui are also together, I will invite you to dinner." ”

Peng Hui stretched her neck and leaned in front of Dong Wenjie and asked, "Do you know our phone number?" How can I contact us then? ”

Zhao Meimei and Dong Wenjie were stunned at the same time.

Dong Wenjie said: "Uh, I don't know, why don't you tell me the phone number in your bedroom?" ”

Zhao Meimei just wanted to refuse, but Peng Hui hurriedly reported the number: "810。。。。。。 ”

Dong Wenjie read it twice, remembered it, and said with a smile: "I'll call you when I have time, goodbye!" ”

Dong Wenjie is gone, and Peng Hui is still sticking out her head to take a look.

Zhao Meimei stretched out her chopsticks and dangled in front of Peng Hui's eyes: "Oops! Come back to your senses! People are long gone! ”

Peng Hui retracted her gaze and smiled with a nymphomaniac: "Hehe! He's so handsome!! ”

Zhao Meimei couldn't bear to look at it directly: "There are so many handsome guys, I don't usually look at you like this!" ”

Peng Hui covered her chest with her hands: "I seem to have taken a fancy to him." ”

Qian Simeng was speechless and asked, "What do you mean?" ”

Peng Hui lowered her eyelids and smiled: "I decided that I wanted to pursue him, and he was the tree I was looking for." ”