It snowed heavily for several days in a row, and I was tired until Christmas. It's cold outside, it's no longer suitable for going out, and Ning Yi is a dormitory every day in addition to classes, and he doesn't even run to the library. Her novel was written to about 50,000 words, and when she hit a bottleneck, she simply put it down first. Inspired by life, she decided to do and watch to add a little material life experience to her content.

Shi Qingqing sat on her padded stool, glanced at Meituan reservations, and smiled bitterly at Ning Yi: "I thought that no one dared to go out to eat when it was so cold this day, but I saw a few hot pot restaurants, what does it mean that every house is full?" ”

Ning Yi didn't think twice: "The meaning of dog abuse." ”

Tang Yan sat on her bed, holding an electric water in her hand and said, "I didn't go out to eat with Zhang Tian for you." Otherwise, I'll be a member of the dog abuse team tonight. ”

Shi Qingqing's face was full of resentment: "Woman, don't be sneering. You just want to go out and abuse the dog now, and no one will stop you. The premise is that you can secure a seat. ”

Ning Yi perfunctorily perfunctorily persuaded: "Don't make noise, don't quarrel, tonight's Christmas Eve, do comrades eat apples?" I still have time to place an order in Tmall Supermarket. ”

"Who wants you? I have to give it back to you after eating yours, am I panicking for ten yuan for an apple? Shi Qingqing didn't raise his head, and his hand was still frantically searching for a hot pot restaurant that had missed the net, and after speaking, he seemed to think of something, and added, "By the way, aren't you the head of the editorial department, there should be no shortage of people to send apples, and that Jin Wenlang will also send you, right?" ”

Ning Yi didn't expect that she would suddenly remember that the student union and Jin Wenlang didn't know what to answer for a while, and it was reasonable to say that the younger brothers and sisters would definitely send it, after all, there was a generation apart. But Jin Wenlang, she thought about it, and she didn't know how. She has a really good relationship with Jin Wenlang, but the ambiguous act of giving apples on Christmas Eve has never been done to each other. Therefore, Ning Yi did not expect it at all. She didn't expect it, why did this old man think of it?

There was a slight smell of gossip in the air. But before she could disperse, she was disturbed by the bitter Tang Yan, she always seemed to have an opinion on Ning Yi, and couldn't help but rub off: "The minister is so popular, I think not only Chairman Jin wants to send apples, but the bully of University B next door may also come to line up!" ”

Ning Yi habitually glanced at her: "Shut up, Viper Girl." She and Tang Yan have now reached an unspoken balance, although they don't like each other very much, but they are quite passable in terms of face.

"Ahh Have I booked my seat? ”

Sure enough, foodies are awesome, as long as you want to find it, there is no place you can't find it. Ning Yi Tang Yan, and Hu Yue'er, who was wearing headphones and pretending to be dead reading novels, almost said in unison: "Okay." ”

In front of the hot pot, the united front. Regardless of each other, happy and finished!

There are only two classes in the morning on this day. Ning Yi received several apples after class, some of the younger students of the department, and a few male classmates in the class, Ning Yi was simply flattered, and took those apples back to the dormitory with a group of girls or envious or disdainful eyes, changed the packaging for each other, and then gave them to the department newcomers. The waiter Qingqing's mouth was deflated and mocked: "You are a poor minister, how can you buy a few by yourself?" It has to be so obscene. ”

Ning Yi has a lot of complaints: "You don't understand, this is called environmental protection and frugality." It was still Tang Yan who said coldly: "Qingqing, people have flowers and moon appearances, even if they throw a rotten apple out, someone will rush to pick it up." ”

Her yin and yang weird tone made Ning Yi want to smash the apple on her head: "Can you be normal." ”

"I'm sorry, I can't." Tang Yan looked in the mirror, and oil and salt did not enter.

What kind of people this is! Ning Yi was busy changing the tanuki for the prince in his hand, and he didn't have time to package it, and he had no intention of arguing with her, otherwise he would have to fight with her hundreds of times without stopping.