Chapter 12: Planning
When Nie Feng heard this, the corners of his mouth twitched suspiciously, and after secretly saying "middle two" in his heart, he took the things in his hand and said:
"Actually, I can probably guess why you ...... Oh no, why are there so few people in our community, especially even fewer girls. ”
This question has actually been bothering the members of the computer club for a long time, and when they heard Nie Feng say this, they hurriedly asked on the weekend:
"Tell me, why?"
Their club wants handsome guys and handsome guys, and they want to have strength and strength, but why is there no sister paper willing to add?
Nie Fengben found a nearby table to fill out the form, but after hearing the words of the weekend, he couldn't help but stop the pen in his hand and replied:
"The line of welcoming newcomers to join the club is too middle-class, not so much bold, but more like mixed society.
Those who know know that we are a computer club, and those who don't know think that we are a bad teenager group......"
Speaking of this, Nie Feng paused.
I thought that I said that there was the only girl in the club on the weekend, that is, Anyaya......
He suddenly added:
"Oh yes, plus a female bandit."
was stunned by Nie Feng's words, and watched him on the weekend for a long time without coming back to his senses, and only after finally organizing the language did he get up and walk in front of him and said:
"Why didn't we think it was the problem? Nie Feng, you are too powerful, talent! ”
Whisper. Talent. Feng said that he was about to go crazy with this adjective, and couldn't help but clench the pen in his hand.
Although he looked at the weekend with a smile on his face, there was a hint of gnashing of teeth in his tone, so he asked:
"Weekend senior, can you change the adjective?"
Seeing that Nie Feng's name for himself had changed, the warning in these words could be heard by even a fool, so he coughed awkwardly and said with great acquaintance:
"Recently, it has become particularly popular on the Internet to use the word talent to describe a person's intelligence. I just said it in passing, if you don't like it, I won't say it in the future. ”
Don't look at Nie Feng, who is usually very gentle, once he really makes him angry, he will be ruthless.
"Hmm."
Nie Feng replied softly, and continued to fill out the application form for joining the company.
Seeing this on the weekend, he quietly turned around and prepared to sit back in his seat.
However, as soon as he sat down, the chair fell apart, but fortunately there was no one on the playground now, and even if any, no one noticed the situation here.
Because it was an emergency, he was really thrown on the weekend, and after reacting at the first time, he quickly got up and reached out to support his waist.
Nie Feng stopped writing when he fell down over the weekend, but when he turned his head and found that he was not injured, he continued to fill out the form and asked:
"It didn't hurt this time, did it?"
Hearing Nie Feng's light and accustomed tone, Zhou Zhou couldn't help but clench his fists and asked:
"Nie Feng, can you take that physique a little bit? At least you'll have to tell me when you're ready to work! ”
Although I have long been accustomed to it, every time I am so caught off guard, the pain is not painful, but it is embarrassing.
Fortunately, this time it was only the chair in the playground that was broken, and the next time he squatted in the toilet, the toilet suddenly broke, and he had to go to the toilet!
This is also the main reason why even if he goes out with Nie Feng, he never goes to the toilet with him.
Nie Feng sighed melancholy and said:
"I forgot."
His previous attention was on how to convince Weekend to agree to let him join the computer club, so as to achieve the goal of getting closer to Kyung Yeon Summer.
Seeing the unbearable pain on his face on the weekend, Nie Feng frowned slightly, and then the writing action in his hand sped up a little.
After making sure that everything on the form was filled, he got up and walked in front of the weekend, handed him the form and pen, and said:
"Fill it out, you take a look first, if there is nothing wrong, I'll take you to the infirmary to check it out."
Weekend Ben was seriously looking at the form handed to him by Nie Feng, and when he heard him say this, he couldn't help but give him a roll of his eyes and said:
"It's like this once or twice a day, and I'm used to it.
Besides, the physique of the awakened is already ten or even dozens of times better than that of ordinary people.
If I run to the infirmary because of this trivial matter, I'm afraid I won't be able to ask for this face. ”