Chapter 250 Observation, Shopping, Questions
After class, Linzhou sat alone in the cafeteria, looking at the selfie Jiang Xiyue sent him, and couldn't help but smile like a pervert.
This photo was obviously taken at a different angle. The girl was standing against the light, with her hands in front of her eyes, her five fingers spread out, and the platinum engagement ring shining.
People who can draw also have advantages in photography, such as composition and light.
Saved to the photo album, Linzhou's face was full of smiles. He was very happy that the little girl could make new friends.
But fortunately, there is no such scheming green tea monster in their dormitory.
Putting his phone aside, Lin Zhou continued to eat. For him, without Jiang Xiyue, only food could arouse his interest.
The food in the school cafeteria tastes pretty good.
Of course, as Jiang Xiyue requested, he refunded his weekend movie tickets.
He said he had to go to the library to study on the weekend and had no time to watch a movie, but those were tickets for the evening show.
While eating, Linzhou was thinking about what he had done to offend Jiang Xiyue recently, but he couldn't figure it out no matter how hard he tried. Their relationship was quite good recently, and even warmer than before.
It was not until after dinner that I stood at the entrance of the cafeteria, watching couples coming in and out, that a feeling of desolation suddenly came over me.
Looking down slightly, he could see a straight and thin stick on the ground. There were several workers standing next to him repairing the green belt decoration. Linzhou walked over and asked , "Comrade, can you give me this stick?"
Glancing at the stick on the ground, the worker waved his hand and said, "That one is useless. You can take it if you want."
"Thank you." After saying thank you, Linzhou picked up the stick.
It was a very ordinary wooden stick, the material wasn't very hard, but its length was about the same as a one-handed sword.
Holding it in his hand, Linzhou walked while wielding the sword.
Because the movements are so smooth, even a wooden stick looks great.
I learned this skill when I was in middle school. When I was watching TV series as a middle school student, I found that the characters in the TV series looked very cool when playing with swords, so I tried to learn it. The difficulty level is about having hands.
Playing cool is one thing, being able to play well is another.
He is somewhere in between being able to play and playing well. Experts see him as a joke , while laymen enjoy the fun.
Older otakus are all like this, their skill trees are randomly chosen, they are basically not specialized, and most of the skills they learn are based on the principle of just being able to use them.
But cooking skills need to be learned well.
If you live alone and don’t know how to cook, it’s only a matter of time before you starve to death.
You can’t eat instant noodles every day. If you eat too much takeout, you will really vomit. No matter how you eat it, it will taste like swill...
Then you can only do it yourself to have enough food and clothing.
For most otakus, all their physiological needs are met based on the principle of not asking for help from others.
After doing a few sword flowers, Linzhou felt a little tired, so he found a bench to sit down, holding the wooden stick in one hand, and quietly watched the classmates of all kinds passing by.
Of course, some students may have paid a small price in the process of growing up and erased all kinds of shapes.
Suddenly, a few boys passed by.
"Fuck, listen to me, that guy who was cheating yesterday started spinning as soon as he entered the room."
………
Linzhou didn't even hear a response before the boys walked away, followed by the girls.
"Listen to me, boxer briefs are really comfortable to wear."
"Really? Try stealing from my boyfriend some other time."
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The girl walked slowly, so Linzhou listened to a few more words, then stood up, took out his cell phone and planned to send a message to Jiang Xiyue. As soon as he opened the small keyboard, he exited the chat interface.
What to share? This is a serious question.
But just now, he also saw the notice from the teacher that the afternoon class was cancelled, saying that there was something going on.
Since I'm not in class, it would be a good idea to go somewhere for a stroll.
Should I sit in the square in front of the train station for the whole afternoon? Or should I just stay in the dormitory and play games?
While walking and flipping through pictures, Linzhou suddenly found a photo taken half a year ago. Jiang Xiyue was sitting on the stands of the playground in her school uniform, holding a cup of milk tea in her hand, as if she was looking forward to something.
At that time, it seemed to be the third model...
Thinking of this, Linzhou seemed to know where to go.
After deciding on the goal, the feeling of aimlessness disappeared, and Linzhou quickly walked towards the school gate, ready to visit his alma mater.
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At the same time, on the other side, Jiang Xiyue was sitting in front of the counter in the mall, choosing a frame that suited her.
Since you often need to see things, it is not convenient to wear contact lenses for a long time. It is better to choose a frame, and then get a pair of glasses with the hospital's eye test report, and use them when you need them.
The pair of glasses I have at home were bought when I was in junior high school. Even now, the degree of my glasses is still not strong enough.
But right now, what is more important is what happened just now.
When she wanted to send a message to Stupid Zhou Zhou to ask where he would be back in the evening, she happened to see the sentence that the other party was typing.
But after waiting for a while, the input disappeared.
In this case, Zhou Zhou definitely wanted to share something, but for some reason, he didn't post it.
I care so much.
She originally wanted to ask Zhou Zhou to help her choose a frame, but now she didn't want to speak actively. She waited for the stupid Zhou Zhou to speak before she answered.
After a slight hesitation, Jiang Xiyue pointed at the large black frame in the glass display case.
"Sister, can I try this?"
"Of course, do you want to use it as a decoration or wear glasses?" The salesgirl had a professional smile on her face and helped take out the glasses.
Jiang Xiyue took the frame and answered casually.
"Myopia glasses."
"We can also provide an eye test and glasses fitting service." The shopping guide still had a smile on her face and handed the small mirror next to her to Jiang Xiyue.
Seeing herself having a strange smell in the frame, Jiang Xiyue was ready to take off the frame.
"I want this one. I have a good doctor friend in the hospital, but she doesn't have the style I like, so I bought a frame myself."
Jiang Xiyue had no psychological burden in lying to the shopping guide.
Of course she had no friends in the hospital, but she thought that the hospital was more reliable. If glasses could not be fitted properly, it would be better not to wear them.
After paying, Jiang Xiyue received a small paper bag and immediately packed the frame in a box.
After coming out of the store, Jiang Xiyue looked at her three roommates lying on the massage chairs, with their heads tilted in a daze.
"Okay, we should go to the next place."
But no one was moved, only everyone raised their eyelids slightly and spoke, "No, this is too cool, let's buy something else later, although I really want a bracelet."
Bai Muring and Shu Yu next to them didn't even open their eyes, but just gave a thumbs up.
Looking at her three good roommates, Jiang Xiyue pursed her lips and complained helplessly.
"Hey, who on earth came up with the idea of trying a massage chair?"
