After the morning freshman activities, everyone went to the restaurant for lunch.

After eating some things indiscriminately, Chen Chen hurried to the cold food area, clumsily made a sandwich with slices of bread, lettuce, tomato slices, ham slices, and cheese, carefully wrapped it in plastic wrap, and went to get a box of yogurt and an orange, and then took out a brown paper bag from the cabinet under the pick-up table, and packed all these foods into it.

He looked around the cafeteria for the short Chinese girl he had met at the freshman activity in the morning, and found that she was eating with Vivian, so he walked over and greeted politely: "Classmate, take the liberty of excuse me, may I ask if your name is Pan Wenjin?" Also staying in Woodside House? ”

Pan Wenjin was a little stunned, although everyone introduced themselves before the team building in the morning, however, among the seventy or eighty freshmen in the ninth grade, this boy actually remembered her name.

She couldn't figure out what was the matter with the boy who had come to find herself.

Vivian just saw Chenchen yesterday, so she beckoned him and said, "Jiang Ruichen, sit here." ”

Chen Chen sat down on the empty seat next to Wen Jin, stretched out a hand to Wen Jin and said, "Hello, my name is Jiang Ruichen......"

Wen Jin saw that the boy's outstretched hand was slender and white, with distinct bones, she was a little inexplicably cramped, hesitated for a moment before reaching out her hand, shook him perfunctorily, and said, "I...... It's Pan Wenjin, what are you looking for me? ”

"I just accompanied Luo Yuyou back from the school doctor, the school doctor said she had low blood sugar, but she didn't come to lunch, can you please send these foods to her dormitory when you are free?" As he spoke, Chenchen handed over the brown paper pocket.

Wen Jin took the paper bag handed by Chenchen, and when she raised her eyes, her eyes inadvertently fell between the young man's eyebrows, and she was slightly stunned.

The young man's face was close at hand, and at that moment, Wen Jin suddenly understood what Yuanshan Mei often wrote in books. The boy's eyebrows are exactly that kind of artistic conception - thick black and far away, flying obliquely into the sideburns, highlighting from the clear and clean facial features on his face. The end of the tail of the eyebrows gradually thickened and thickened, forming an upward rising eyebrow peak, like a pen in the regular script, reversed one hundred and eighty degrees, and flew up to the young man's pair of starry eyes, regular, restrained, not showing the edge, but indescribably chic and handsome.

Before Wen Jin could speak, Vivian spoke: "A boy thinks so carefully, he is really a caring and warm man, you must be the kind of baby who belongs to the 'mother's military coat' type at home, right?" ”

Chenchen was a little embarrassed to be said, and he smiled generously at Vivien, and his good-looking eyebrows turned away from the edges and corners, becoming soft and elegant.

"Senior sister, don't make fun of me, I'm fifteen years old, and I've grown so tall, my mother hasn't called me a baby for many years." As he spoke, he turned to Wen Jin again, looking at her honestly and humbly, as if he was still waiting for her answer.

Wen Jin nodded shyly and said, "No problem, the two of us live very close, don't worry, I'll give it to her." ”

As if remembering something, Chen Chen said to Wen Jin: "By the way, yesterday afternoon, a Chinese freshman informed us that she was going to invite all the Chinese freshmen to dinner at a steakhouse near the school tonight. By the way, you also tell Luo Yuyou, at half past five in the afternoon, let's meet downstairs in Jonathan. ”

Wen Jin returned to the Woodside Building where she was and pushed open the door of the dormitory, and couldn't help but be startled by the scene in front of her. Just one day after moving in, her roommate had already made the room smoky. The bed and cabinets are littered with coats, underwear, pants, and socks......

On the bookshelf on the table are her hair dryer, iron, makeup, jewelry, hair accessories...... On the ground, Xiao Jin counted: three, four, five pairs of half-worn Martin shoes, and they were all dirty.

At the moment, her roommate was playing the guitar and singing, looking very intoxicated.

Wen Jin listened carefully, but didn't understand a word, obviously, she wasn't singing in English, what kind of language was it? Completely unknowing.

Wen Jin had just gotten the textbooks and notes for the new semester from Senior Sister Vivian, and she wanted to go back to the dormitory to preview in advance, but in such a noisy environment, how could she calm down and read a book? She let out a long sigh and thought to herself: What can I do if I feel like I'm having a hard time with my roommate before school starts?