jdhmnovel Chapter 671 Young Man Admires 16
Chapter 671 Young Man Admires 16
Chapter 671: Young Man's Love 16 When he swiped the card just now, he found that there was 7 yuan in the meal card. He had seen the prices in the cafeteria and it was much more expensive than the school in the town, but he could have a full meal with 3 yuan. The rice here was one yuan per portion, and the dishes were different according to meat and vegetables, and 5- yuan each.
The three thousand yuan is enough for him to eat for a semester.
The three were shocked by Zhang Dingyu's answer, but didn't say much.
After all, everyone has their own way of living.
……
Lingyao had no idea what happened at school. She drove to the company after leaving school.
Because Li Lingyao is a well-known screenwriter in the company and has worked on several hit TV series, the publishing house invited her over and didn't give her money for nothing.
She occasionally organizes training sessions for editors and authors under the publishing house, or simply put, classes.
After class, the publishing house organized team-building activities under the pretext of allowing employees to relax.
As Lingyao was the central figure in the team-building activity, she naturally could not be rejected.
Lingyao had nothing to do today, so she followed him.
She had a car, so several editors who had a good relationship with the original owner took a ride with her.
In the car, Mingyue, the editor who had previously given Lingyao fried chicken, started talking to her.
"Yaoyao, what have you been busy with these two days? I can't see you in the company." Although the original owner had privileges and the working hours were not so strict, he still came to the company to punch in for work as usual.
Because the company is close to home, and writing scripts in the company is more efficient than at home, I might as well come to the company.
Lingyao looked at the swarm of vehicles ahead and replied nonchalantly, "Take the children."
The people in the car were shocked: "What, you already have a child? When did this happen? Doesn't that mean Jiang Lu has no chance?"
Lingyao's words created a pit, and several people in the back row fell into it. It was not until Lingyao said that they were relatives' children that they climbed out of the pit.
"I was wondering, I've never seen your belly get so big, how come you're pregnant?" Mingyue stroked her chest to calm down.
The team-building location was very close to the company, and the activities were very old-fashioned, namely eating and singing karaoke.
Lingyao found it too noisy, so she left the box and stood on the windowsill where it was a little quieter.
She looked at the time and it was already past ten o'clock in the evening.
Lingyao moved her fingertips and entered a number.
……
This was the quietest night in Dormitory 302 since the start of the school year. Wang Mingyu and Zhao Xuan, who were playing games and watching videos, both put on headphones consciously, while Chen Xin was eating fried noodles at his seat, making very little noise.
Because a great student who loved studying moved into their dormitory.
Not only did he hardly leave his seat in the classroom, but the first thing he did when he returned to the dormitory was to take out his books. While Chen Xin and others were still wailing "I'm so tired", he had already entered a state of immersive learning.
The three of them were amazed and called Zhang Dingyu the king of scrolls.
The silence in the room was not broken until the landline dormitory phone placed on the bed of the dormitory head Zhao Xuan rang.
Hearing the phone ringing, Zhao Xuan took off his headphones and reached out to answer it.
"Hello, who are you looking for?"
After two seconds, Zhao Xuan stretched his neck, poked his head out from his seat, and tilted his head to look at Zhang Dingyu who was writing the questions.
Called: "Zhang Dingyu, your sister is looking for you."
Hearing this, Zhang Dingyu felt like he was injected with a dose of stimulant.
The boy who had been sitting still suddenly stood up from his seat, walked quickly to Zhao Xuan's seat, tilted his head, said "thank you" to Zhao Xuan, and then took the phone.
"It's okay." Zhao Xuan handed him the phone, stood up and sat in Zhang Dingyu's seat and continued watching the video.
Zhang Dingyu held the phone, her throat inexplicably tightened, her lips straightened, and she was speechless for a moment.
All I could hear was the sound of electricity mixed with the sound of wind from the other end of the phone.
The two of them were in an inexplicable stalemate, as if some invisible thread was stretched tight between them, making it more like a confrontation than torture.
Finally, Zhang Dingyu couldn't help but open her mouth: "Sister."
Lingyao on the other end of the phone hummed, and her voice was like a drop of clear spring water, dripping into Zhang Dingyu's inexplicably agitated heart.
"How was school?"
"Very good." Zhang Dingyu finished speaking, and seemed to realize that she was too brief, and added, "The teacher's class is very interesting and easy to understand. The students are also very nice."
"Well, what were you doing just now?" Lingyao leaned on the edge of the bar's window sill, tapping with her fingertips, and asked lazily.
"Write the questions you missed before." Zhang Dingyu answered seriously.
After Lingyao asked a few more questions, she said, "Okay, go to bed early," and hung up the phone.
Zhang Dingyu put down the phone. The excitement that had just surged in her heart disappeared in an instant as the call was hung up, and she became empty.
He frowned, not liking this inexplicable feeling, turned around and continued to bury his head in the exercise book, trying to fill the empty hole with complicated equations.
It was not until the lights were turned off in the dormitory that he packed up his books, washed up and went to bed.
In fact, he was not sleepy at all and wanted to do some homework, but he was afraid of disturbing the other three people, so he had to go to bed.
However, he decided to get up early tomorrow to memorize words. He packed his things in advance and would leave as soon as he got up tomorrow, and then come back to wash up after finishing memorizing the words.
The next morning, when Chen Xin and his friends were awakened from their nightmares by the alarm clock at 7 o'clock, Zhang Dingyu had already gone out to memorize words and came back with breakfast. The three saw Zhang Dingyu washing up in the sink and thought he had just gotten up.
But when I saw the breakfast on his table, I exclaimed.
The calmest among them was Chen Xin, because yesterday afternoon Chen Xin asked Zhang Dingyu what time he would get up. When they went to have breakfast together, Zhang Dingyu told him that he had to get up early.
He also promised Chen Xin that he would bring him breakfast.
When Wang Mingyu saw Chen Xin biting a bun, his eyes were filled with jealousy that seemed to bleed.
He grabbed Chen Xin's shoulders and shook him violently: "You beast, why didn't you tell us? You had breakfast." Then he looked at Zhang Dingyu with grief and sorrow, "Zhang Dingyu, I made a mistake after all. What do you mean by giving it to Chen Xin? Internal digestion is strictly prohibited in our dormitory, understand?"
Zhang Dingyu and Chen Xin were both upset and felt like vomiting after hearing what Wang Mingyu said.
Chen Xin said, "I only brought her once, I don't ask for help every day. Besides, don't you, a dog licker, bring a cup of soy milk to your goddess every day?"
Chen Xin said, with a wicked smile: "Why, you even need Zhang Dingyu to help you with this? Aren't you afraid that your goddess will fall in love with Zhang Dingyu? Zhang Dingyu is much more handsome than you."
Wang Mingyu exclaimed, as if Zhang Dingyu had really started to poach his employees.
With a straight face, he crossed his arms and interrogated Zhang Dingyu: "Zhang Dingyu, you don't have any thoughts about Tang Zixin in our class, right? I think I saw her passing by your desk twice yesterday."
Zhang Dingyu frowned: "Who?"
Wang Mingyu snorted: "Loading, she is the most beautiful one in our class!"
Zhang Dingyu: “…Who?”