"Thanks!" After Tang Yun thanked him, he directly opened the lunch box and ate it in the mode of being as gentle as possible. Zi Hidden Pavilion

"You can eat it." Nie Fan watched in amazement as Tang Yun ate the dinner of three people in front of him at a rate that was significantly faster than ordinary people eating a meal, and asked tentatively, "Have you eaten enough?" Would you like to order another cake or something? ”

Tang Yun shook his head, "It's almost, don't order it, it's expensive." ”

"Expensive?"

No way......

Nie Fan only felt that there were tens of thousands of horses galloping past in her heart, and she believed that she must have a black line on her face now.

"Please, you're a rich second generation wearing a Geshana suit and living in a Yucai apartment! Forty dollars a piece of cake is also called expensive? Then how can you make us poor and living on work-study and scholarships? ”

"Well, senior sister, I'm not a rich second generation...... My father was a soldier. ”

No way......

Official # Second Generation! This is definitely corrupt #defeat, so Nie Fan quietly asked, "Which unit is he from?" He's a big official, right? ”

"He's dead......" Tang Yun sighed and shrugged his shoulders. Looking at the ordinary face with a little freckles on the other side, and listening to the other party's tone like a big sister, Tang Yun actually added somehow, "He died when I was born, and I haven't seen him." ”

"Oh, sorry...... So how do you have so much money? Can you afford to wear a Geshana suit? ”

"It's a ...... Even if it's an accident. ”

"Accidents? Don't tell me it's a federal lottery. ”

Tang Yun grinned and shook his head.

Seeing that Tang Yun shook his head and was reluctant to say more, Nie Fan stood up after eating the last bite of matcha cake in his mouth with a rather intoxicated expression.

As she said, Nie Fan worked at school while working as a substitute tutor outside, and "wandered" around several well-known residential areas in Songyan City. At the same time, she was unwilling to put down her studies, and she had to set her goal on a first-class scholarship, so she really didn't have time to chat with Tang Yun.

With such hard work, Nie Fan's income is naturally not low, and she can afford to eat all the cakes and desserts in this store. And, as a college girl, there's no one who doesn't love those colorful desserts. They love not only the taste of desserts, but also a certain petty bourgeoisie that is integrated into them.

But she was reluctant to do so, because she also had to pay for her and her brother's college expenses. If she really has spare money, she will definitely remit it to her family to supplement her poor parents.

"Why do you want me to eat the cake if it's too expensive?"

"Thank you for your hard work."

"Well, then don't buy a cake next time you want to thank me, and just tip me, okay?" Nie Fan smiled slyly like a half-joke, and just as she turned to leave, Tang Yun hurriedly stopped her.

"How much does a Geshana suit cost?"

Tang Yun suddenly realized some small fragments of his life, it seemed that he was more likely to be respected when he wore a Geshana suit, as if this suit had some magic, so he chased after him and asked.

"Geshana suit? Come on, I don't dare to go in that kind of shop. ”

Nie Fan thought for a while and added, "But I heard that the ready-to-wear seems to be no less than 50,000, and if it is ordered, it should be more than 100,000." ”

......

The four big words "more than 100,000" smashed into Tang Yun's chest, Tang Yun suddenly remembered the scene where he wore a Geshana suit to train a mecha, and the scene where he was tinkering with machinery in the machine repair team in a Geshana suit and regretted it for a moment.

But the memory was like a flood beast that refused to forgive, and then he remembered that in a small restaurant that gave him a medal of "the highest level of foodie", he actually lost a suit there.

Looking at the back of Nie Fan leaving, Tang Yun opened his mouth in a daze, almost choking on the food in his mouth.

Oh my God, I knew that my brother would sell this dress......

......

......

After taking a sip of the slightly cold coffee that had been delayed for too long due to pretense, Tang Yun finally picked up a large pile of books and various materials on the table and walked towards the dormitory of Yucai's apartment.

Nie Fan is a busy man, how can Tang Yun not be a busy man? Tang Yun only prepared this big pile of books in his hand for a week, Nie Fan, you just said that your brother can eat it, why don't you say that your brother is capable? This is just watching thieves eat meat, but not seeing thieves beaten.

"Huh?"

Just when Tang Yun, who was muttering in his heart while walking with his head bored, took out the key, he suddenly found that the door of his dormitory was not closed tightly, and he owed a crack.

Could it be the roommate who hasn't shown his face all this time?

Tang Yun's brows furrowed for a moment, and then he smiled.

I have a lot of secrets, and my personality is a bit obsessive-compulsive, and I have a lot of small problems, and I love to live alone. But people say that in this college life, there must always be a few roommates who are familiar with each other, brothers who sleep on the top bunk, buddies who share cigarettes with me, or something.

Since there are no bunk beds in the dormitory for two people, it is ...... Just divide your cigarettes and smoke, buddy, you can still get this limited edition pack of holy beast brand cigarettes in your pocket.

Thinking of this, Tang Yun subconsciously touched the pocket of his suit, and then pushed open the door of the dormitory.

"I'll ......"

"You ......"

Smelling the miasma of black smoke in the entire room, Tang Yun noticed a large handful of cigarette butts thrown on the ground and several suitcases thrown everywhere. What's more, Tang Yun also saw half of the watermelon rind and instant noodle box in the corner of the wall that had attracted flies.

He was very sure that he would definitely not have to give his cigarettes to the brother in the opposite bed today, but the duty in the dormitory.

"What am I?"

"What's wrong with me?"

A long, thin-faced boy with long, oily hair was lying on the bed in a slumped manner, and at this moment he was raising one eyebrow and asked rhetorically in a haughty tone with some accent.

Tang Yun frowned, but after all, he only said three short sentences in a row.

"You ......"

"Very good."

"I'm Tang Yun, your roommate."

......

"Cut, I don't care who you are." The long-skinned boy straightened up, removed a rubber band from his wrist, and tied his long, dirty, oily hair into a small braid, and then got up from the bed.

Tilting his head, he stretched out his hand and pointed at Tang Yun, "Little white face, the suit is good." After speaking, he walked out of the dormitory.

Little white face?

Tang Yun, who had a lot of anger in his stomach, smashed the words "little white face", and actually swallowed this breath.