The whole chicken and beer were quickly brought by the white-gloved waiter, who smiled and took care of everything before quietly pushing the door and leaving, Li Su remembered something and chased after him, and stuffed him with a tip.

"Thank you, man." The waiter who accepted the tip suddenly reversed the previous Sebastian "quiet power" and became lively and friendly.

"The style of painting has become very fast, friend!" Li Su smacked his lips.

"I was your waiter and took your money. After this hurdle, the employment relationship between us is over, so naturally we don't have to be so tired. The big boy in the waiter's costume stuffed the banknotes into his trouser pocket and grinned to show a mouthful of big white teeth, "I'm a freshman this year and I'm working on a work-study program, senior Li Su is good!" ”

"Am I so famous?" Li Su was a little surprised.

"Of course, senior, your super high credits are our legends! We all adore you. The hearty boy smiled again, but this time the smile was a little narrow and eerie, "Have a good night." ”

"What's that?" Before Li Su finished speaking, the waiter left in a hurry, and the last sentence made him a little confused.

In short, he had to get down to business, Li Su walked next door and was inexplicably nervous, took a deep breath and knocked on the door.

"Please come in." A lazy voice came from inside, Li Su pushed open the door and walked in, and in the room was Lu Mingfei, who was munching on a book, and Fingal, who had a strange expression as his hands flew on the keyboard. "Fingal, would you like to have a supper, will you come?"

Before the words fell, a sad look suddenly appeared on Lu Mingfei's face, as if he was attending the funeral of an old friend. Quietly watching the pitch-black coffin descend into the earth pit, the relatives took turns shoveling the soil on the coffin, and they all recounted the good deeds of the deceased. Fingal's hands froze suddenly, his head tilted to this side a little, and his face turned pale as if it were ..... An old friend lying in a coffin.

"Good...... All right. His voice was full of despair but also contained a hint of determination, and he got out of bed and followed Li Su into his dormitory. He saw whole chickens in the candlelight in the center of the dormitory...... Suddenly, he understood something, and strode to the table with a happy face, grabbed the knife and fork, "Then I'm welcome!" You come to eat, you come to eat! What a mobile phone! Don't play with your phone when eating!! ”

Looking at Fingal's pale face, Li Su felt very strange, as if he was going to eat him alive, obviously just trying to borrow the resources of his news department to find someone...... Damn it! Department of Information!

Thinking of something, Li Su's face changed, he took out his mobile phone and opened the night watchman discussion area, Fingal, who had just sat at the dining table, saw his movements, his face turned green, and it was useless to stop him. As soon as Li Su opened the night watchman's discussion area, he saw the post marked red and pinned to the top: "Dry wood and fire-like eyes!" The spring of "learning idiots"! 》。

Li Su took off the iron ruler on the wall and turned around expressionlessly, "Don't think about the coffin, let's say, where do you want to be buried?" What's your favorite about Cuba? ”

He understands the origin of the stalk of "learning idiot". In the second semester of his freshman year, he was so bent on figuring out what he was, so he turned down all invitations and spent all his spare time in the library to no avail. At the end of the semester, I rummaged through my inbox and realized that Caesar had invited him to every dance party and party in the second semester. I think it's because unlike Lu Mingfei's S-class, he showed the ability that A-level should have, which impressed Caesar with his love for talent. After all, there are only four S grades in the whole school, and the student union is not a party tied to it for the rest of his life...... As a result, he coincidentally refused.

It's just right to want to come, and then he will help Chu Zihang slay the dragon, and he can't even help Brother Caesar charge forward for a day of freedom, just don't do this kind of cannibalistic thing.

In short, after that, his reputation as a "scholar" who even the wealthy and noble son Caesar loved to ignore was completely spread.

But this news ...... It seems that he underestimated the enthusiasm of the Department of Information for gossip.

Damn, you haven't even gotten a word yet, and you've spread it! What to do if you scare someone!

Fingal raised his hands and said "Hero, spare your life!" I didn't send it, I sent it from my little brother! If you want his name, I'll tell you right away! "Decisive death of the Tao, friends do not die of poverty.

"Huh?" Li Su clicked on the post, and at the top was some brief introductions, but unexpectedly there was no nonsense. On the next floor were a few candid photos, and Li Su had to admit that the photography skills were quite good. The curtains were blown open by the wind, and the sunlight outside the house spilled on the girl's body to make her skin more transparent, and she stood in the doorway completely in the shadows, and the stunned look on her face was perfectly preserved.

It is like a brave man who mistakenly entered the forest and disturbed the elves who were far away from the world, and the elves in the sunshine looked back and looked at it, spotless.

Pulling down further, Li Su's face turned completely black, and on the screen was a serialized novel called "You from the Yangtze River". tells the story of the superpowered teenager "Jiangsu" who woke up in Changjiang because of amnesia for unknown reasons and the girl "Qinyin" who traveled from his hometown Japan to the United States to study alone, and met and fell in love. The full text is full of flesh and no logic, like a bad street romance novel by a third-rate writer, but I didn't expect there to be thousands of replies, and it was swiped by a large number of "asking for updates".

Now it has been updated to Jiangsu and Qinyin meeting on the rooftop of the campus, and the name column of the owner of the floor is a dazzling red, which represents his identity as an administrator: "Fingal von Frins"

"It's better for you to look at the good face in the photo, the coffin should be pine or basswood?" Li Su began to look at the man at the table, and began to think about how many pieces such a large piece should be cut into before he could sneak it out, his eyes were like a weasel staring at a chicken.

"Spare your life! I'm helping you, friend! Do you say that you dare to confess such a sullen person! I'm making your marriage happen! ”

Li Su was stunned, "Am I sullen?" ”

Of course, Fingal looked like he was educating the commissars of the recruits who had just joined the army. "You can hear the whole floor of your pacing in the room!"

"Is it so obvious?" Li Su, who had a fierce face just now, was stunned when he heard this.

Originally, Fingal wanted to confess that he guessed, but he didn't expect to guess correctly, but thinking about Li Su's face, he decisively changed his words, "Of course!" You don't know how much I've helped you! In my novels, I try my best to portray you as a confused and lonely child, and this image can bring out the greatest sense of motherhood in women! I'm trying to help you! ”

"And then record the whole process live on the discussion board?" Li Su asked coldly.

Fingal got a little carried away, "Of course! It's so big! Am I that kind of person? I'm telling you, I, Fingal, value my brother the most! Next, outsiders can't dig out a word about your affairs! That's the end of the novel! The bend was a little sharp, and Fingal felt a fine layer of sweat on his head.

"Thank you, senior."

This sentence made him stunned. Then Li Su sat on the other side of the table and pushed the roast chicken towards him. "Would you mind telling me some information?"