In the eight-bed dormitory, only seven students are currently living, and the seventh one is still late.

Wang Bo, a native of Jiangsu Province, has an outgoing personality. His father is a section chief of a certain city's commercial bureau and his mother is a middle school teacher.

Li Yaolin, a native of Shandong Province, is optimistic and cheerful, tall and handsome, and his parents are oil workers.

Peng Shengli, a native of Yunnan Province, a diligent inferiority complex, a farmer.

Nie Jun, a native of Zhejiang Province, is free and easy and has an unknown family background. He likes watching martial arts and writing crooked poems. He also brought a guitar with him.

The above four people are all natives of the law department.

Ding Ming is also a native of Zhejiang Province, self-funded student, political department, and was thrown into the law dormitory just like Song Weiyang. His father's name is Ding Daguo, the local boss. He started his business by doing a small hardware business. Now he has two factories under his hand, with a net worth of more than 10 million yuan.

On the second day, Zhou Zhengyu finally came.

This guy is full of style with trousers, shirt, leather shoes, and mousse in his hair. After entering the door and throwing the bag away, he took out Zhonghua and asked, "Who smokes?"

"Come on!" Li Yaolin smiled.

"Next," Zhou Zhengyu shook his hand and asked Song Weiyang and Ding Ming, "What about you?"

Ding Ming waved his hands again and again: "I don't smoke."

"No man doesn't smoke, just light it up!" Zhou Zhengyu directly handed the cigarette to Song Weiyang and Ding Ming.

"Thanks." Song Weiyang said with a smile.

Why did Zhou Zhengyu deliver cigarettes to Song Weiyang and Ding Ming? Because they dress best!

This guy is either the second-generation official or the second-generation rich. He understands basic social methods and knows how to look at people, but it is inevitable that he is arrogant and is too lazy to look squarely at Peng Shengli from the countryside.

Ding Ming smiled and put the cigarette on his ears, and said, "Hello classmate, my name is Ding Ming."

"My name is Zhou Zhengyu," Zhou Zhengyu dangled in smoke, leaning on the bedpost and vomiting, "This Fudan dormitory is too shabby. It's still a famous school. It doesn't even have a fan. It's **** hot!"

Song Weiyang took out a lighter to light a cigarette, and said with a smile: "I heard that the newly built dormitory has a fan."

"That's bad luck for us," Zhou Zhengyu was initially a little depressed, when he saw the lighter in Song Weiyang's hand suddenly his eyes lit up, "Dude, that's okay, Zippo's!"

"Selling goods." Song Weiyang really didn't lie. This was the equipment he bought when he cheated in the special zone.

"Take me a look." Zhou Zhengyu spread his hand.

Song Weiyang threw the lighter over, Zhou Zhengyu checked it carefully, and suddenly said with joy: "Grass, it's really a stall, it's a zippe, it's just one letter."

"There is no money at home, so I can only buy fakes to pretend to be coercion." Song Weiyang said.

"You speak truthfully, kind of interesting." Zhou Zhengyu smiled.

Wang Bo took the Longines watch and leaned over: "Student Zhou, this is a gift from Ding Ming's father. Everyone in the dormitory has it."

Zhou Zhengyu took the hand and looked at it, nodded and said to Ding Ming: "It's okay, thanks."

"No thanks, a little bit of heart." Ding Ming said with a smile.

Zhou Zhengyu said: "Fuck with me in the future, call me Brother Yu, I will cover you."

Ding Ming didn't seem to have any independent opinions, so he said cheerfully, "Brother Yu."

Zhou Zhengyu seemed very satisfied with this, smiled, and suddenly stared at Song Weiyang and said, "My buddy, have we met before?"

Song Weiyang smiled and said, "I'd better keep these words to strike up a conversation with female classmates. I'm not interested in men."

"Fuck! I'm not interested in men either." Zhou Zhengyu was disgusted.

A rich boy like Zhou Zhengyu who likes to play should often go to karaoke. Qian Zhihe was so popular last year, he must have seen "Ma Junhao" feel familiar.

Zhou Zhengyu pointed to Peng Shengli suddenly: "Who, I bought some things, such as mats, pillows, etc., go and help me move them over, and give you 20 yuan."

Peng Shengli's expression was a bit ugly, and while feeling humiliated, he quickly said with a simple and honest smile: "Okay, I will help you move. But no money, they are all classmates, they should help each other."

Song Weiyang was surprised by Peng Shengli's attitude, completely refreshing his established impression of this person.

Wang Bo seemed to feel the embarrassment of the atmosphere, and said roundly: "Yes, it's all classmates, what kind of money are you talking about. Let's go, victory, let's go and help classmate Zhou move things together."

"Yes, yes, I'll go too." Ding Ming also joined in.

Song Weiyang sat still, and Li Yaolin didn't move either, watching these people leave the dormitory.

After Zhou Zhengyu left with someone for several minutes, Nie Jun, who was lying on the bed watching the Wonderful Heroes of China, suddenly closed the page and said, "It's like a shameless pen! They are all classmates, what are you going to pretend."

Li Yaolin immediately agreed: "That is, I also think that Zhou is not pleasing to the eye. He is arrogant because of a few stinky money. This kind of person has long been killed in our oil field!"

"Which oil field does Lao Li belong to?" Song Weiyang asked.

"Shengli Oilfield." Li Yaolin said.

Nie Jun has finished reading the Wonders of China and has nothing to do for the time being. He asked with interest: "Your oil is very cheap, isn't it?"

Li Yaolin smiled and said, "It's cheap. People often break the pipeline to steal oil. We don't dare to smash it, but sometimes we carry a bucket to pick it up at the oily mouth. We will pick up a big bucket after a while. When I was a child, I ate popsicles and counted on it."

"Does anyone care about stealing oil?" Nie Jun asked.

"It's a pipe, but it won't work. The oil pipeline is so long, and it's being punched everywhere by fuel guzzlers." Li Yaolin said.

Nie Jun said: "I haven't seen an oil field yet, next summer vacation, I will go to Shengli Oil Field with you to have a look."

Li Yaolin smiled and said, "Okay, I will take you to pick up the oil at that time."

"That's OK," Nie Jun asked Song Weiyang again, "Lao Song, what's fun on your side?"

Song Weiyang said: "There are mountains everywhere. Emei is beautiful in the world, and Qingcheng is quiet in the world, enough for you to climb every day."

Nie Jun got even more energetic: "Are there any Emei faction, Qingcheng faction or something on the mountain?"

Song Weiyang shook his head, and said in a serious manner: "The famous school has long been gone. That thing was reactionary, and it was completely smashed when it was broken. I heard the older generation say that at that time the Qingcheng school and the Emei school were in charge. , Was arrested and paraded wearing a high hat, all martial arts secrets were burned!"

"Really?" Li Yaolin didn't believe it.

Nie Jun estimated that he was in a delusion. UU Read www.uukānshu.com asked: "The Emei faction is a nun. Are the nuns also criticized?"

"It's not just criticism, but all orders to return to vulgarity," Song Weiyang said, "Do you know Shaolin Temple? It was also vulgar back then, and there were only a dozen old, weak, sick and disabled."

"It's a pity," Nie Jun said with emotion.

Song Weiyang said: "Although the Emei Sect and the Qingcheng Sect have been destroyed, the Yingzang Sect is still there, and they are all extraordinary people!"

"Really?" Nie Jun's eyes glowed.

Song Weiyang said: "These world-famous masters have magical skills. I have seen one with my own eyes. At that time, Rongcheng was full of zombies, and the master's sword stepped into the air. Split in half!"

Nie Jun slapped his bed and yelled, "I know, that is the Shushan Swordsman, and he uses a flying sword!"

"Yes, it's Feijian," Song Weiyang said, "I didn't catch the law he read at the time, but I heard the last two words."

"Which two words?" Nie Jun asked quickly.

"The sword is coming!" Song Weiyang said.

"The sword is coming?" Nie Jun repeated.

"Yes, it's the sword," Song Weiyang waved his hand. "As soon as his voice fell, the world changed color instantly, and a sword light flew from the clouds faster than a rocket."

Nie Jun imagined that kind of scene, his mind was swaying, and he grumbled: "Want to see the swordsman style with my own eyes!"

Li Yaolin was a little dazed to hear him, scratching his head and asking: "Are you talking about it?"

Nie Jun said: "You don't understand."

Song Weiyang smiled and said, "Yes, you don't understand."

"I understand that it's a bad thing, it's a ghost." Li Yaolin vomited.

"Boom boom boom!"

As soon as the knock on the door sounded, the door was opened.

Tang Yong came in with his eldest brother, and said with a wry smile: "Brother Song, you are really hard to find!"

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