Chapter 17: The Eve of Homecoming
"Xinrui, it's been rare lately!" Oliver exaggeratedly brushed the non-existent dust off the wooden chair with his sweatshirt sleeve and said, "Sit down." ”
Bai Xinrui did not admit to the senior's hospitality, with an expression of "I just came here temporarily to let you shine here, and leave immediately", she reluctantly sat down on the empty seat next to Wen Jin with a small bowl of ice cream in her hand. Maybe it's because it's easier to leave at any time.
Everyone didn't care, and continued to chat and laugh just now.
For the eighth and ninth grade Chinese freshmen who have just arrived in the United States, the relaxed chat during meal time is definitely what they look forward to, and they must use English in class, class, sports, and social interaction on weekdays, and they can sit with the senior Chinese seniors and speak Chinese, which is a relaxing thing, although the table they often sit at will be jokingly called "Chinese Table" by American classmates.
Bai Xinrui picked up Wen Jin's mobile phone, looked at it curiously over and over again, laughed out loud, and said, "What kind of miscellaneous brand of mobile phone is this?" It's so fun, I've never seen it! ”
As he spoke, he took out his latest Apple mobile phone from his jacket pocket and said, "Now, isn't the whole world using Qiao's Apple mobile phone?" How can anyone still use such a domestic broken mobile phone? It's too low! ”
Wen Jin doesn't chase fashion on weekdays, and her requirements for electronic products are even lower, after all, this is a necessity that she doesn't study, as long as she can make do with it, she was ridiculed by Bai Xinrui for no reason, and she didn't know how to answer, and her face turned red when she brushed the ground.
Chen Yiting on the side was angry, and said, "Pull it down, why are you so blind?" ”
Bai Xinrui turned her head and glanced at Chen Yiting, who was sitting on her right, and then, as if she had discovered a new world, picked up Chen Yiting's mobile phone and said, "Oh, look at it, how many apples are there?" Shouldn't this be kept in a museum as an old antique? ”
Chen Yiting's mobile phone was just lent to him by the school. According to the regulations, for a child like him who receives a full bursary, the school will provide him with a free American calling card, and the monthly phone bill is also included in a package, but his Chinese mobile phone and the American calling card are never compatible, so the school provided him with an old Apple mobile phone that has been idle for a long time.
Chen Yiting was originally very happy when he got the mobile phone, but when he was ridiculed by Bai Xinrui, he couldn't help but stare angrily.
Chen Chen looked at the aggrieved Wen Jin and the angry Yi Ting, smiled lightly, and said, "Miss Bai, do you know? Now, old antiques are worth a lot, and if Yiting's mobile phone is auctioned now, it will definitely be much more expensive than yours. You are such a tyrant, you deserve to use more expensive things. Yiting, why don't you suffer a little loss and exchange your mobile phone with Miss Bai? ”
When Yiting heard Chenchen say this, he laughed out loud, and the anger just now disappeared all at once, and he said repeatedly: "Okay, it's okay for me to eat a little loss, just take it as a good thing!" ”
Bai Xinrui raised her chin, pouted, looked at Chenchen dissatisfied, and said, "Are you deliberately trying to bully girls?" ”
As she spoke, she saw the white Apple earphone cable around Chenchen's neck.
Chenchen usually likes to listen to "The Economist" while walking, while wearing a single earphone, and when eating, he takes off the earphone and puts it on his shoulder one by one.
Through Chen Yiting's broad shoulders, Bai Xinrui stretched out her arm and pulled Chenchen's headphones over, took them in her hand, and said: "Yo yo yo, listening to music with this kind of free headphones is simply insulting the sound quality of Apple's mobile phone." I've always used Beast's ......."
Chenchen was dragged by her in the air, and his slightly pale neck was immediately strangled by the earphone cable, and he covered his sore neck, and before he could speak, Vivian, who was sitting next to him, couldn't stand it anymore.
She put the fork heavily into the white porcelain plate and said, "Bai Xinrui, do you know the sound quality?" How old are you, oh thirteen, right? Is it difficult that in your thirteen years of life, you have not had the experience of being flattened by others? ”
Bai Xinrui has never met anyone who dares to disagree with her since she was a child, and when she heard this, she didn't react for a while, and asked Vivian with a stammering mouth...... What do you mean? ”
Senior Bob on the side was the best at wiping mud, and hurriedly said, "Xinrui, is the senior sister joking with you......"
Before Bob could finish speaking, Vivien raised her voice an octave: "I mean, that is, you talk like that, very!" Owe! Beat! ”
She deliberately put the last three words very seriously, and added: "Don't think that you are a privileged student, just dictate everywhere, senior sister wants to teach you how to be a person and let you know how to respect other classmates!" ”
Everyone knows that this Northwest girl who takes her old godmother with her every day for dinner behaves violently, so she is silent.
Bai Xinrui's face turned red all of a sudden, and she got up from the chair with a "Huo", and the knives, forks and dishes on the table clanged.
Before Bai Xinrui could speak, Shao Yunze, who was sitting next to her, stood up, gently pressed her back into her seat, and said in her mouth: "Xinrui, come, sit down, sit down, have something to say." ”
Vivian turned to the other side casually and asked Senior Bob, who was eating, "Xuezun, are you Shanghai girls so hypocritical?" The look of No Zuo No Die is really unbearable! ”
Bob smiled noncommittally, not to mention that he had been in the United States for more than three years, and he still seemed shy and reserved, especially when communicating with girls.
He didn't want to participate in the bickering of his junior classmates, but when he was asked by Vivian, he had to speak. Maybe it's because the emotional intelligence of the top students is generally in arrears, but he followed Vivian's words and said: "You can't kill a boatload of people with one shot, we Shanghai girls are so good." ”
"I know that you Shanghai children are smart, but seeing that the grades of the primary school girls in the same township are like this, they have pulled all our Chinese students back, and you, the boss, don't know how to help and help, is this reasonable?" Vivien's clean smile was full of provocation, and anyone could hear that she was clearly complaining about Bob, but in fact she was sarcastic about Bai Xinrui.
Bob was inexplicably lying down and was pushed into the limelight of everyone, inevitably cramped, he drank the cream soup in the bowl, and pushed the glasses on the bridge of his nose with a smile, and said, "Help help, help you." ”
Bob could not have seen Vivian's excuse very clearly, but he knew the girl's temper tantrum and didn't want to provoke her in anger, so he could only follow her words.
Vivien continued: "Cut, you want to help others, we elementary girls may not have time yet. ”
As he spoke, he deliberately pinched his throat and said in Bai Xinrui's delicate, Shanghainese accented Mandarin: "You're not cool, humorous, and can't play, who wants to discuss and study with a nerd like you?" ”
Bob, wiping a handful of sweat from his forehead, smiled generously and didn't speak.
The table was full of people and they all started snickering.