Xiang Wan stopped, turned around and looked at Zhuang Hui with a puzzled face.

"Is there anything else going on with squad leader Zhuang?"

The distance between the two was only three or five steps, Zhuang Hui looked at Xiang Wan fixedly for a few seconds, and mustered up the courage to walk up to her step by step.

Xiang Wan tilted his head slightly, and looked at Zhuang Hui's eyes very clearly.

"Xiang Guan, I want to ask you and me."

Zhuang Hui's suddenly flushed face and erratic eyes fell into his eyes, Xiang Guan's heart sank, and he interrupted without waiting for him to finish speaking: "If Squad Leader Zhuang has nothing important, I have to leave, and my partner is still waiting for me in the cinema." ”

Zhuang Hui was stunned suddenly, and it took a long time before his lips trembled: "You, your object?" ”

Xiang Wan smiled and nodded: "Yes, I just graduated from our school not long ago." ”

Until Xiang Wan walked for a while, Zhuang Hui was still stunned and did not move, his mind was full of Xiang Wan's words, the hand holding the paper tightened and tightened, and finally walked to the office building lonely.

Outside the school gate, Xiang Wan gently patted his chest and breathed a sigh of relief, and got into Peng Qingliang's car with a smile and went home.

Zhuang Hui handed over the drawings of the three to Professor Su and returned to the dormitory.

In the dormitory, the sect hall was lying on Zhuang Hui's bunk, his face was tired, and when he heard the movement, he yawned and said lazily: "I'm back, have the drawings been handed over to Professor Su?" Did he see it? ”

Zhuang Hui didn't answer, nor did he drive him away as usual, he walked straight to the desk and sat down, looking out the window in a daze.

Zongtang vaguely felt that something was wrong at this time, sat up from the bed with long legs, and frowned at Zhuang Hui's back: "What's wrong with you today?" It can't be that Professor Su says our drawings can't work, right? ”

"No, Professor Su hasn't seen it yet."

Zongtang breathed a sigh of relief, seeing that Zhuang Hui was still that unpopular dead person, he hurriedly got up and walked to her, seeing that his face was full of loss, his brows were furrowed even tighter, and his eyes were full of worry: "What's wrong with you?" What's wrong? ”

Facing his friend's concern, Zhuang Hui moved his gaze back, looked at him in a daze, and moved his mouth.

"I said what the hell is wrong with you, but you say, can't you tell me something? Shouldn't I be a good brother? ”

Zhuang Hui blinked, and there was gloom in his eyes: "Do you know the object of Xiang Guan's classmates?" ”

Zongtang was still frowning coldly a moment ago, and when he heard Zhuang Hui's words, he suddenly glared: "Xiangguan has a partner?" Says who? Or do you see it? ”

"I was going to tell her about it, and she said she had a partner."

Zongtang opened his mouth, but in the end he didn't say anything, sighed, put a hand on his shoulder, and patted him lightly.

Otherwise, everyone has an object, according to Zhuang Hui's temperament, he can't do anything to dig people's corners, no matter how uncomfortable he is, he can only come out by himself.

However, Zongtang couldn't watch Zhuang Hui so lost, pinched his eyebrows, took out some money from his bag, and turned out, ready to buy some wine and food and come back.

As the saying goes, a drunk relieves a thousand sorrows!

Here Xiang Wan returned home, scratched his ears and cheeks for several days, he was already too tired to work, and had dinner with Qi Hongru, and the three of them talked in the living room for a while and went back to the room to rest.

The next morning, Xiang Guan was woken up by Peng Qingliang, listening to the angry voices outside, Xiang Wan frowned, and pushed the door out sleepily.

Peng Qingliang was directing a few workers in the yard with his hands crossed, and when he heard the sound of opening the door, he turned his head and rushed to Wan and grinned: "Is it arguing with you?" ”

If he wanted to play, he shook his head first, walked to Peng Qingliang's side, and looked at the things moved by several workers with a surprised face: "Washing machine?"

"I thought that the weather was getting cooler, and the old man was getting older, so he bought a washing machine and came back for him to use, and he still washed clothes by hand in the winter of the province."

Xiang Wan was completely awake from drowsiness at this time, and walked to the washing machine in a few steps with a curious look.

At this time, the washing machine is not fully functional, and it is quite expensive, but it is difficult for Peng Qingliang to think thoughtfully.

"Isn't it very good, I'm also going to buy a refrigerator next year and come back to put it, it's also good to eat some chilled fruit drinks in the summer, I saw it at Director Cheng's house some time ago, good guy, as soon as the refrigerator is opened, it's cool for a while, it's very strange."

Xiang Wan smiled and nodded: "Then I'll ask someone next summer, if it's suitable, buy two more, put one over there in Wangbei Lane, put one in the factory, and make chilled mung bean soup for workers in summer, which is very relieving the heat." ”

"That's a good relationship, by the way, I've been out to eat in the past two days, and many people have asked about your private order, you choose a time, and I'll let them go directly to the store to find you next time."

Xiang Guan patted his head, he was busy with the competition in the past few days, and he forgot about the private order, and after thinking for a while, Xiang Guan looked at Peng Qingliang: "Then next weekend, I will stay in the store for those two days, just to practice the craft of tailoring clothes."

"Okay."

After everyone installed the washing machine, Xiang Wan went to the factory, while Peng Qingliang stayed at home to teach Qi Hongru to use the washing machine.

When it was almost noon, I wanted to play and received a call from Xiang Xiong, and the father and daughter talked for a while before they reluctantly hung up.

Over in Hong Kong, Qi Jin was still pointing and talking to Zhong Zhigao in a tube building at this time, and the two of them walked back only after determining the shooting location.

Zhong Zhigao and Qi Jin are generally tall, their body is stronger than Qi Jin, and their skin color is also very healthy wheat-colored.

When the two returned to their lodgings, it was already one o'clock in the afternoon, and the people below had just arrived at the house and came out.

"Brother Qi, Brother Gao, are you back, have you eaten? There's still food hot in the kitchen, so I'll bring it to you if you haven't eaten it. ”

Zhong Zhigao smiled and patted the person who came: "Then trouble you, Ah Jin and I are busy until we are hungry at this time." ”

The young man smiled and responded, ran away a short distance and stopped, and turned his head to look at Qi Jin: "Brother Qi, the post office sent you a package in the morning, and I put it in your room, which was sent from Beishi." ”

"Okay, thank you."

Zhong Zhigao was about to ask what the package was, when he saw Qi Jin's footsteps hurrying towards the room, he was suddenly surprised, he didn't care about being hungry, and followed him quickly with curiosity.

When I entered the door, I saw the two shirts Qi Jin was holding in his hands, and what was even more terrifying was that he was actually laughing!

Zhong Zhigao stared at Qi Jin with two eyes: "Someone tricked him, this is?" ”

Qi Jin glanced at him lightly, folded his shirt carefully, and filled his chest full.

Zhong Zhigao walked around Qi Jin with a ghostly expression: "This can't be sent to you by your subject, right?" ”

Qi Jin hummed lightly, and the corners of his mouth arced upward.

"In the past, people always told me that the person who talked about it would change, and I really didn't take it seriously, but now I know it, and it's really fickle, and it's rare to send you two shirts just to send you."

(End of chapter)