Chapter 225 The arrogance of the devil city, I am envious! (4k)

   After the two of them finished their lunch and played the game, the time will only come to 14:00

   "Haah~"

  He yawned for a long time and stretched his waist. Wen Qingbai said that he didn't want to continue to play the king. This means that if you play too many games, you will be tired even if you win.

  Afterwards, they looked at the other two who had fallen asleep, and couldn't help frowning slightly.

   They gave each other a look, and each of them picked up a drunk and left the restaurant after paying the bill.

   Should I say it or not, the food in this store did not disappoint them today, after all, they have eaten it before;

   It would be great if you don’t have to bring drunks back to the dormitory. They are all old men who are really deadly, and they are all about 1.7 meters tall.

  For Li Songlin, this weight is easy to handle, after all, it is very effective to exercise every day;

  Of course, this is also a solid pit for Wen Qingbai.

   After all, this guy is a representative of a country that doesn't like sports. How can he easily drag away his physique after a year and a half in high school?

   "Uh~"

   After walking a few steps, why did he stop? Li Songlin turned his head to look at Wen Qingbai who was behind him in confusion.

   "Can't you? Do you want to help?"

  Hearing this, Wen Qingbai instantly felt that he could do it again, after all, no man would admit that he couldn’t do it→_→.

   With this tone, he had to drag the drunk An to the waiting place downstairs, after all, he wanted to save face;

   "How is it possible, your master Wen can do it in minutes!"

   "Sure, but if you feel tired, it's okay for me to help. After all, you know that my exercise is quite effective."

  One secretly gnashed his teeth to hold on, and the other relaxedly supported the person and went straight forward. On the surface, they both looked very relaxed.

  Looking at Wen Qingbai's expression, he felt that the other party didn't look very stressed. After taking a look, he felt relieved and walked ahead.

   "Hoo ~"

   Taking a deep breath, he followed behind Li Songlin and rushed forward with his eyes wide open.

  Wen Moumou’s inner OS at this moment:

  【Damn, why is An Ziquan so heavy, hold on, don't be ashamed. 】

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  【啊啊啊～怎么下个楼都那么累了这会儿，子全是一点力气都没有的将整个身子的重量压在了身上，我难受啊～QAQ～】

  The journey this time feels no different from Dujie, and it is completely supported by my own breath.

  After exhausting all the efforts. The two finally put the drunk two into the Didi car.

   "Phew~ it can be regarded as done!"

  As soon as the rear seat was put down, Wen Qingbai also collapsed in the back row, as if glued to the position of the rear seat of the car.

   "Handsome guy, you two friends won't spit in my car, will you?"

   "Uh~"

  Faced with the question of the Didi car driver, the two sober people present obviously didn't think about how to answer it.

  The driver on the other side directly said that if you spit on the car, you have to pay for cleaning fees;

  Be polite first and then soldier. We are not three-year-olds anymore, so we naturally understand what he wants to express.

   "Yes, but do you have a garbage bag, master, let's try to prevent it."

  Li Songlin tilted his head sideways, sat in the passenger seat and asked the driver.

   "Yes, master, help us to see, please~"

   At this time, the two locals of Shanghai suddenly communicated in Shanghai dialect, looking very lively.

  I didn't pay much attention to Li Songlin, but passed two of the red garbage bags given by the driver to Wen Qingbai.

  At this time, Li Songlin could clearly see that the driver was observing Wen Qingbai in the back seat, with an expression of admiration from the elders to the younger ones.

   It was inexplicable, and the attitude changed extremely quickly.

  What the hell, this person still has two faces, and he actually treats them differently.

  But if you think about it carefully, you can see what went wrong.

   This wave should be a friendly exchange among the people of Modu. I don’t deserve others to look at me differently.

  It is very realistic, and it seems to be in line with the perception of Shanghai by foreigners who have been to Shanghai, doesn’t it?

   I don't feel wronged. In Li Songlin's view, after all, when you come to an environment, you have to adapt to it, if you can't change it.

  The gap between this place and the place is just like this, and Modu just made its attitude more straightforward.

  How many other methods are there in it, it is just a cloud to him!

  Instead of caring about these, it is more direct and effective to strengthen yourself.

  When you are rich enough to attract the attention of most people, you will be respected by everyone, and naturally you will not be ignored because of regional differences.

   While Wen Qingbai and the driver were talking in Shanghai dialect, Li Songlin immersed himself in playing with his mobile phone.

   After all, he has to find something to do at this time, doesn't he?

  Instead of sitting stupidly, it’s better to play with your mobile phone to be happier.

   It has been more than a year since he came to Shanghai, but he has already mastered the ability of Shanghai language.

   Think about it too, IQ has been increasing, and now it is a state of no progress.

  Learning things is naturally fast;

  He didn't join the chat, because the topic of conversation didn't make him want to talk.

  Maybe Li Songlin would mix in a few sentences when speaking Mandarin, but the driver himself never thought of letting him listen to the Shanghai dialect, did he?

  Family, my own story, which location is the best place to buy a house, what brand of car is the most practical...

  A series of discussions, Wen Qingbai was able to chat, and they seemed to be particularly interested in these topics.

  When he was at Hongsheng Capital, Li Songlin had discovered such a phenomenon.

   That is a native of Shanghai, basically either buying a house, or on the way to buy a house.

   Especially the colleagues who have just graduated a few years ago, they had a great time talking about this topic!

   After all, in fact, the majority of the family is still the mainstay. In my own words, the basic monthly payment after the payment is fine.

   There are all kinds of situations, but it also reflects a problem, that is, people in Modu are not so obsessed with houses.

   Moreover, people are very powerful in spending power, so from the perspective of the general environment, the house purchase index in Shanghai and other first-tier cities is actually not low.

  Li Songlin does not have this issue at present and does not really want to discuss it now.

  He will buy a house, but it must not be now, because right now he does not have the qualifications to buy a house in Shanghai.

   It can only be said to save money until after graduation;

   It’s nothing, I can still afford to wait for this little time, and then I can just find the house I like slowly.

  If the market is still there, there must be a stock. How can he imagine these things that don't exist yet?

  After all, as long as he meets the conditions, he can completely win a set of real estate that he likes after graduation. After all, he also has a little confidence and wealth;

   "Hahaha... You know, I must buy a new house there in the future to preserve the value!"

   When the conversation got excited, the driver also suggested some personal views of Wen Qingbai on buying a house.

  Through the rearview mirror, Li Songlin could see Lao Wen's gradually stiff smile. He guessed that he understood all these, but it was not easy to interrupt the other party.

  【Beep beep~】

  【Brother Songlin, are you there? (˙︶˙)]

  【Yes, what's the matter~】

  Yang Xiduo was inexplicably happy when he saw this sentence on the WeChat interface.

  【If there is a problem, I won’t! (*)】

  He looked at the other party's weird emoticons, and thought that it would be very suitable to match her delicate smile.

  During the Chinese New Year, apart from greetings to the festival, the two of them discussed all kinds of problems that she thought.

   At first, it was a little stiff, but then maybe the two of them got acquainted and chatted more diversely.

   But because this girl is about to take the college entrance examination, he has always emphasized that she should follow the teacher's pace more.

  I can answer her questions, but I still have to follow the experienced teacher in the general direction.

  In a place like Shanghai, the year-on-year competition for teacher-student resources is undoubtedly fierce, so there is nothing wrong with his suggestion.

   If there is a change, it should be that the frequency of discussion between the two of them has decreased!

   Of course it is impossible not to, especially since Li Songlin has already included her in the ranks of friends.

  The college entrance examination is an important life node, even if a friend who is not very familiar with him comes to ask, he will still help to answer.

   Facing Yang Xiduo, Li Songlin felt that getting along with other people had a different feeling.

  It's strange and a bit dull, it's very novel.

   Anyway, he doesn't hate this feeling, that's it!

   "...This question is almost such a thinking process, do you understand, what you don't understand is fighting with me"

"OK, all right;"

  Basically, she will not ask the questions that Li Songlin has mentioned a second time, because she will deduce and memorize them carefully the first time.

  Besides, Li Songlin's way of speaking topics tends to be more simplistic, so this girl is naturally not a stupid person.

  She herself is a very smart little girl with a strong learning ability. Li Songlin had the impression of this at the very beginning.

   In terms of learning ability alone, there are not many people present who can compare with this girl.

  The ability to accept is too fast, and it's like a meal from God.

  Good family background, good looks, good personality...

   These are the most direct information he can get in the chat.

   To be honest, there is no point of reference.

  He himself was not sure whether it was the adrenaline rush brought about by the game or her influence.

   After chatting, I closed my eyes and took a rest again. For a while, both ends of the phone agreed to stop talking after solving the problem.

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  (￣o￣).zZ

   After about an hour, I finally arrived at Shangye College, because he fell asleep later!

   "Boy, here we come!"

  After feeling that his shoulder was being tapped, Li Songlin slowly opened his eyes and looked sideways.

   "Here we go!"

  The room is really small, but whether it is the layout or the overall furniture, everything is reserved for the tenant.

   and Wen Qingbai got out of the car one after the other, and then picked up the two guys who were still in deep sleep as before getting into the car and rushed to the school.

  Following the flow of people entering the school, there is not much pressure to be recognized at all.

  From the gate of Shangye College to the innermost male dormitory area 35-508, this journey is really exhausting physically and mentally.

  Originally, Lao Wen, who insisted that he didn't need Li Songlin's help, gave up his so-called face when he was less than halfway through.

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   I really can’t help it, I can’t stand it anymore, this is only half, there are still five flights of stairs to climb later...

  It’s okay if you don’t want to, when thinking of this, Wen Qingbai instantly lost the desire to hold on, after all, it was quite tiring;

   Those who know the current affairs are brilliant, this sentence instantly appeared in his own mind.

   "Songlin, come and help me, if you still have the strength..."

   "Okay~"

  Just said the first half of the sentence, Li Songlin turned back when he heard it, and put An Ziquan's half body up with the other hand.

  With his help, it was obvious that Wen Qingbai was half-liberated.

   Even so, after fifteen minutes, Lao Wen was still sweating all over.

  After the sweat was absorbed by the clothes, he leaned against himself and did not say anything, revealing his stomach even more.

  The little protruding beer belly shows the guy's usual life.

   "Kacha~"

  While Wen Qingbai was panting, they finally returned to 35-508.

  At this time, the new roommate Meng Xuan happened to be in the dormitory, so the two naturally greeted each other.

  The current new roommate is actually a classmate in the original class, but there has been no good communication and communication before.

   When seeing the influential figures in the class and even in the school again, Meng Xuan admitted that he was really envious!

   To be honest, he also took part in last year's transfer student exam, but the result was not even a little bit worse.

  In the same year, Li Songlin blossomed in both exams.

  Evidently none of them were easy tasks, but the other party did everything!

  How could such a person not admire him?

   "Hello, I'm Meng Xuan."

   "Hi, I'm Li Songlin."

  Helping the two drunks onto their respective beds, he chatted with Meng Xuan.

  In Li Songlin's impression, this seems to be a classmate with a social character, if I remember correctly.

  So, when Wen Qingbai was sitting on the recliner to support the corpse, the two naturally chatted together.

   Throughout the process, he listened to what Meng Xuan said, and basically understood the news he wanted to know.

  It is good that there are no more conflicts between the class leaders in the class, after all Xia Yuwei is really responsible;

  Although he is no longer studying at Shangye College, he still cares about the class he has been in for a year.

   "...Well, that's about it, not much has changed."

  Meng Xuan focused on some interesting or key points, and the whole chat was quite pleasant.

   "Well, sorry to trouble you!"

   Having finished asking what should be asked, Meng Xuan naturally asked out his curiosity.

  He really wanted to know what a day at Fudan University is like, and whether there will be a big difference in learning.

  Listening to these very broad questions, Li Songlin naturally talked about them in general terms.

   Even if this is the case, it is enough to make Meng Xuan feel envious and yearn for it.

  Who can refuse the temptation of top domestic universities, but anyone who has studied hard has never dreamed of being admitted to a prestigious school;

  However, most people eventually return to reality.

  (end of this chapter)