When I returned to the dormitory, I suddenly found that there was another stranger in the room.

Yo, the last buddy?

Dutch beans, squirrels, and Ruyu were not there, and the newcomer was smoking on the balcony.

Seeing Wang Yan and Song Chen pushing the door open, the new roommate didn't move, and waved his hand with a cigarette in his arms and said hello.

"Hello, brothers! I am Zhang Yiwei from our bedding, Sichuan baby!"

Zhang Yiwei is black and thin, not tall, but looks very strong.

The hair was shaved into green skin, and the top was erected. The position of holding the cigarette was obviously an old cigarette gun, and he was not at all afraid of saying hello to someone.

The other party is not nervous, and Wang Yan will only be more natural than him.

"Brother, come here to help after smoking!"

Zhang Yiwei was stunned, thought for a while, threw away the cigarette that had just been smoking, and rubbed his hands and walked into the dormitory.

"Brother, do a catch?!"

"My name is Wang Yan."

Wang Yan first introduced his name, then turned his head toward his new roommate.

"Please and Song Chen hang the curtains up. The school sends them without any light. Let's buy a new set."

"I want it!"

Zhang Yiwei clapped his hands and took the bag from Song Chen.

In Sichuan dialect, "you must" is usually used to respond to friends, and the mood is shown is more positive and positive, almost equivalent to "good" in Mandarin, rather than "good".

Wang Yan's naturally disappeared, which made the last roommate feel very good. He was originally a little distant, but was instantly disbanded.

The two of them were busy removing the curtains. The stool was not high enough and the windowsill was not convenient to step on. Zhang Yiwei was as tall as 173, which seemed a bit awkward.

Wang Yan shouted directly: "Just step on my bed sheet, don't worry, it's okay!"

Chuanwa Zhang Yiwei was quite stupid and said that he would step on it. He lifted the mattress and stepped on it firmly.

Wang Yan directly started to argue: "You silly! I asked you to step on the bed sheet because I don't want the bed sheet. Why are you stepping on the bed board? I can't change the bed board!"

It was said that it was a confrontation, but it was actually a very intimate joke. Chuanwa scratched her head and smiled.

"What? Why don't you want a good bed sheet?"

"I'll buy a new one, and I'll change it later."

Wang Yan took off the quilt and asked casually: "How have you been here for the time being? Didn't you see anyone else?"

"At 10 o'clock! I saw a potato. Why did the kid call him potato? He put down his things and ran away."

Zhang Yiwei spoke with a strong accent and was not organized, and his thinking seemed to be particularly jumping.

Seeing that they were sweating all over, Wang Yan closed the door and turned on the air conditioner. At this moment, a ball came back from the dormitory opposite. Seeing this, he immediately turned in and greeted him with a smile.

"Mr. Wang, what do you need to move?"

Wang Yan remembers that the fat little fat Hu Liang is clearly a Hu Jian person. When chatting yesterday, he said, "I like Guo De Crot the most." He learned to say "what" in one night?

The words are straight and round, and the tongue is curled, tsk!

Mr. Wang suddenly remembered Jisheng Wa Ruyu and Chuanwa Zhang Yiwei, and subconsciously felt that they would have a fierce collision...

e, I feel that Ruyu has a very big win...

He closed his distracting thoughts and waved to the fat man: "Come on, please help me with a quilt cover."

The little fat man twisted it and helped it - Hu Liang was 1.65 meters tall and weighed 160 kilograms. He really couldn't walk with his legs when walking. He split his hips and rubbed forward with his horoscope.

When he touched the quilt cover and the quilt, the fat man suddenly wondered: "Mr. Wang, did you buy the quilt yourself?"

"Um."

"How much does it cost? It looks so expensive!"

"We are now installing this one for 4,000 yuan." Wang Yan was naturally casual and his movements did not stop at all.

The little fat man's eyes narrowed into slits widened rapidly, and eventually turned into a date pit, flashing with irrecognizable light.

"Dig a trench! I'm fed someone with Jiaxi!"

Suddenly, a word popped up popping up.

Zhang Yiwei, who was standing on Wang Yan's bed, also turned around and was stunned: "How overbearing is the black man?"

"Hang your curtains well and don't plant them!"

Wang Yan waved his hand quickly.

"I want it!"

Zhang Yiwei turned around and continued to work, but his attitude did not change much.

The little fat man thought about it, but he didn't deliberately flatter him.

After returning yesterday, each dormitory had a comprehensive and inhumane discussion on Wang Yan. The final conclusion was that the eldest brother either had a mine or a big boss on another line.

In short, Niu Bi.

It’s not just because of the air conditioner, but because of the confidence, cultivation and quality shown in the entire contact process are really too high.

A freshman is just a young man, not a fool.

If they let themselves show their elder brother's demeanor, they will definitely not be able to do it.

However, the vast majority of people can tell whether a person is powerful or not or not. It is nothing more than a difference in sensitivity.

The most sensitive one should be Ruyu...e.

The little fat man Hu Liang is quite thoughtful. When he realized that Wang Yan was not intending to show off his wealth, but just chatted normally, he simply did not exaggerate and chatted normally.

"Mr. Wang, why didn't you buy a mattress?"

"There is no need for a mattress. It's good to sleep with a harder bed. I'm not that particular."

As soon as the last sentence was spoken, black lines appeared on the three of them...

Brother, what about your b-digit in your mind?

Can you find someone who is more particular about this class than you?

Just as he was speechless, Holland bean pushed the door open and brought a lot of things.

There are messy pots and pans, anyway, everything you can use in the dormitory.

When I saw Wang Yan in the dormitory, I immediately reported: "Brother Wang, I spent a total of 279 yuan, and I will put the rest on the table for you!"

Alas I'll go!

If you buy so many daily necessities, you haven’t moved them all in one trip, and you will spend less than 300 in the end?!

Talent...

Wang Yan didn't have time to look at those things and said casually: "You should collect the change, and pay the electricity bills specifically. I want to get so many electrical appliances, so I can't let you spread too much."

"What are you saying?"

Dutch beans were anxious, and their black face turned purple and red.

"Isn't it okay for us to spend some water and electricity bills with you?"

Zhang Yiwei realized that the air conditioner was installed by Wang Yan, and asked Song Chen in a low voice: "What are the things we do in our bedroom?"

“Air conditioner, washing machine, small refrigerator, temporary.”

Song Chen replied in a low voice, adding the word "temporary" very spiritually.

Zhang Yiwei stuck out his tongue: "Our life is so dark..."

Song Chenxin nodded with a slight gaze and turned around and shouted: "Brother Wang, I'll pay one for the fee!"

"I want to get it out!" Zhang Yiwei agreed.

"Okay."

Wang Yan waved his hand, too lazy to compete with them.

Regardless of whether they have this budget in their living expenses, they can make up for it sooner or later, so let's do it.

"Then you pay 100 yuan per month, treat it as a dormitory public fund, and the water and electricity grid fees are all taken from it. Holland bean, you are careful, just take care of it!"

When Holland Dou heard this, his black face turned purple and red again.

"Okay! Brother Wang, don't worry, it's mine, I'll take care of it!"

The little fat man witnessed all this with his own eyes and suddenly became so envious.
Chapter completed!