Chapter 9: Ouyang Peng II
When it's almost dawn. The conductor's loud horn woke them up, and when they opened their eyes, they had already arrived at the station.
Pan Minle got out of the car in a bit of confusion. At the bus stop where they broke up, the boy took out a pen and asked Pan Minle, "Leave a contact information, I will have time to play with you in the future"
He handed the pen to Pan Minle, "Where is it written?" Pan Minle looked puzzled. The boy laughed, "Fool, on the palm of the writer" Pan Minle's face flushed, his hand was very big, and Pan Minle finished writing crookedly.
The boy looked at the words she wrote, and laughed even harder, "They all say that words are like their people, to your point, your words are too ugly", he looked at the string of crooked words in his hand, and carefully identified them
"Pan Min Lok (Le) or Pan Min Lok (Le)"
"Happy Le, don't underestimate people, you are not necessarily better than me" Pan Minle replied unconvinced when he heard him say this. The boy took the pen, grabbed her hand, and stroked down, Pan Minle only felt that his palms were itchy and unbearable, he had just finished writing his name, and he didn't have time to write his phone number, and when he saw the 88 road galloping, he hurriedly patted Pan Minle "Your car is coming, I have your number, I'll call you, hurry up and get on the bus" He stuffed the backpack to her, Pan Minle hurriedly squeezed onto the bus, through the window, she saw him waving to herself. Pan Minle looked at the three words "Ouyang Peng" that became blurred in his palm.
Ouyang Peng looked at the string of crooked numbers in his palm, and laughed happily, he carefully spread out his palm, for fear that the numbers would disappear.
Pan Minle arrived at the dormitory tiredly, and Chen Lu and the others had already returned to school. After washing her face, she slept in a daze. I heard my phone ringing, and I felt around my pillow for a while before I remembered that my phone was still in my pocket.
The phone was still ringing. "Hey, which one" Pan Minle saw the unfamiliar number on the call, and asked lazily
"No, classmate Pan Minle, I don't know who I am so soon" The voice on the phone was very loud, which made Pan Minle sober up a little, she heard that it was Ouyang Peng's voice, and replied with a smile, "It's you"
"You go back to sleep, I'm just checking if you're here" He paused for a moment, then said: "What number did you leave behind, it really made me speechless, this is the fourth time I have called, finally right, your โกโก number is so ugly." You have to compensate me for my mental loss", Pan Minle couldn't help laughing when he heard him say this, "You yourself have bad eyes, and you blame me for the ugliness of my handwriting." โ
They teased each other, and Ouyang Peng suddenly remembered that he had to go to Luo Man's house, "You have a rest, I'll call you again when I'm free."
Luo Man was already waiting for Ouyang Peng at the door of the house, and when he saw his big bag and small bag coming over with a happy face, he said a few words, Luo Man asked, "You won't win the lottery, right, look at the smug on your face, you can't hide it."
Ouyang Peng smiled mysteriously, "It's a lottery, and it's a jackpot"
Luo Man's curiosity was aroused when he heard him say this, but Ouyang Peng just stopped and refused to say more. They chased into the living room. "Uncle, aunt" Ouyang Peng saw Luo Jintao and Wei Yinglan, and hurriedly sent the things brought by the family.
Wei Yinglan took Ouyang Peng's things, and said to Ouyang Peng with joy and reproach, "Bring these things here, it's too polite to Auntie."
Luo Jintao was about to go out, and patted him on the shoulder with a loving face, "Ouyang is very good, I have seen the design work this time, and there is a great possibility of winning the award." In the future, if you have time, come and sit more, and stay at home to eat at night" He turned around and said to Wei Yinglan, "I want to prepare more in the kitchen, I won't be able to come back in the evening, you can entertain Ouyang well"