"Break the leg?"

Zheng Hao felt shocked after hearing this, said "haha" and then changed the topic.

It wasn't that he was afraid of a fight, but he was intimidated by Wang Changhua's serious attitude when he said this.

After returning to the dormitory, Zheng Hao began to take a shower and change clothes. When he ate hot pot, his body and head smelled bad. When he came out of the bathroom, he sprayed styling water on his head.

When his roommate saw what he was doing, he smiled and asked, "Going to the bar to pick up girls again?"

Although Zheng Hao really wanted to sleep with Wu Yu, he could not give up the entire forest for a tree. That is not the principle that a scumbag believes in.

So you have to go to bars when you need to. Besides, people who often go to these places may get tired of playing there every day.

But if I go there every other day, I feel a little nostalgic. They are intoxicated by the drunkenness, the ambiguity of flirting with strangers, and finally the experience of hugging each other and renting a room.

Even if they don't rent a room occasionally, the restless environment with air-conditioning mixed with the smell of cigarette smoke still has a fatal attraction for people like Zheng Hao.

"If you're not picking up girls, you're just drinking."

Zheng Hao was a little worried about Wang Changhua and Wu Yu mentioning him, so he specially explained: "I used to go to bars when I was depressed. Are you going? If you don't drink on Friday, your life will be in vain!"

My roommates all rejected it. They are only freshmen now, and most college students are not that courageous yet.

Zheng Hao didn't say anything. He was just being polite. It was really hard for him to brag and fabricate his identity with these stupid roommates.

When taking the bus to the bar, he didn't forget to send a message to Wu Yu.

"Are you at the dormitory?"

Zheng Hao asked on QQ.

After a while, Wu Yu replied: "Arrived early."

Zheng Hao looked at the time interval between when he sent a message and when Wu Yu responded. It was about 20 minutes.

Generally speaking, unless you are extremely busy, the time and frequency of replying messages basically represent your status in the other party's heart.

Zheng Hao analyzed that the 20-minute interval did not mean that he had a low status in Wu Yu's heart. She might just have not expected that he would send a message, so she did not check her phone.

In order to verify this conjecture, Zheng Hao sent another probing message: "What are you doing when you arrive?"

This time Wu Yu responded relatively quickly, but it could be seen that she was still somewhat polite and distant.

"After taking a shower, I'm ready to rest."

Wu Yu replied.

Zheng Hao checked the time. This time, the interval was only three minutes, and he was able to reply to a somewhat private question like "What are you doing?" This in itself means that the relationship has broken through the "stranger" boundary.

At this time, the bar was getting closer and closer, and after Zheng Hao thought about it, he clearly planned to take a rest, and it was definitely not suitable to continue to pester him for small talk.

So, he replied:

Zheng Hao: Brain teaser, a piece of glass fell while walking, what do you think it will say?

Wu Yu: Does your knee hurt?

Zheng Hao: No, it will say "I'm broken, I'm broken...", sleep, good night.

Wu Yu:hhh, good night~

Zheng Hao did not reply. He felt that today was about the same. "Too much is not enough" and "pay attention to the scale" are especially important in the process of chasing girls.

Some boys who have no love experience, after meeting the girl they like, want to say everything at once, thinking that this can enhance the relationship.

But you must know that Taishan was not built in a day. This kind of behavior actually consumes too much the freshness when we first met.

When the novelty is used up, and because you exposed too much in the early stage, the other party no longer has any curiosity and desire to explore you, then you may say five sentences and the other party will reply politely.

This is a way of getting along that both parties are bored with. One party feels like a licking dog, while the other party feels there is nothing to talk about, and is even a little tired after seeing this person's information.

Therefore, when you first meet someone, you must grasp the scale well. People like Zheng Hao use it well.

Strike up a conversation first and then leave a good impression, then don't get too entangled, occasionally show your humorous side, and it doesn't prevent him from continuing to go to the bar to pick up girls.

When I walked to the door of the bar, I heard the booming music blaring in my ears, and a group of girls with heavy makeup standing outside with their thighs exposed, and something in my body became excited.

Zheng Hao patted the Durex in his pocket, blew the whistle and walked into the bar hall with colorful neon lights.

…

Just as Zheng Hao expected, Wu Yu was a little surprised by his lack of stalking.

In fact, Wu Yu could tell that Zheng Hao seemed to have a good impression of her, and she didn't seem to dislike this boy who knew her very well.

Of course, there is a huge difference between "not disgusted" and "like".

Wu Yu definitely wants to fall in love. As Yu Xian's best friend, I'm actually quite envious watching her and Chen Zhu's sweet, warm and playful relationship.

Although she often says, "A wise man never falls in love, and a wise man never goes to war," she actually just feels that she meets too few sincere boys.

Or some boys are very weird, damn! They approach me just to get closer to Yu Xian.

However, Wu Yu didn't think this was bad. She used her best friend's beauty as a "detector."

If a boy can ignore Yu Xian and focus on himself all the time, he must be sincere.

"I have a chance to talk to Sister Cos. I've been her military advisor for so long, so it's time for her to help me!"

Listening to the sound of happy breathing coming from Yu Xian's bedside, Wu Yu soon fell into a sweet dreamland.

…

The next day, Saturday, it was just 7:30 in the morning.

Yu Baobao and Wu Yu from the Academy of Fine Arts may still be sleeping;

The vast Zheng Haocai walked out of the bar with a tired look on his face and went to the hotel to book a room with the girl he just met;

Chen Zhu and his entire dormitory were already awake, and even Chu Yuanwei was ready to go to the library.

Different from the usual eight in the morning, there is no need to rush downstairs to wash up and go downstairs on Saturdays when there are no classes, and you can feel the slow pace of university life.

Chen Zhu poured himself a cup of hot water and carried it to the balcony.

At this time, the morning fog has not dispersed on the campus. It gathers on the tops of the trees and winds like threads. The sky is as clean as if it has been washed in an ink stone. Occasionally, one or two white clouds drift over, like the clouds in the blue sea.

One or two white sails.

A gust of wind blew by, and a chill clung to the skin. Soon the fiery red sun rose high, piercing through the morning fog and covering the campus with a layer of golden gauze, which also fell on Chen Chen's brows and hair.

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At this time, I took another sip of hot tea, the cool body surface mixed with the warm stomach, I really don't know how comfortable and comfortable it is.

The sleepiness gradually dissipates, things become clearer, and the drifting clouds dissipate more easily.

"Lao Liu, what are you doing today?"

Liu Qiming walked to the balcony and asked.

"I'll be busy with work first and then go home for lunch. I haven't seen my parents for a long time recently."

Chen Zhu squinted at the red sun and said with a smile.

"Remember to review your English."

Da Liu raised his eyebrows and reminded: "The CET-4 exam will be at the end of the month."

Everyone in the dormitory knows that Chen Zhu is a partial subject. If he follows the pace of his previous life, Chen Zhu should have a lot of time to catch up on his English. But he really doesn't have time now. This time, he probably can only focus on participating in the CET exam.

"I just need to pass Level 4 and get a diploma before graduation."

Chen Zhu sighed, drank the hot water and returned to the dormitory.

I came to the office in Science and Technology Valley around 9 o'clock, and when I was getting ready to work, I suddenly received a call from Professor Zeng.

"Chen Zhu."

Zeng Kun said on the phone: "I thought about it last night and asked my wife to give this customer service job a try. She can type and have communication skills. She can also accept a job with a low base salary and commission."

"No problem."

Chen Zhu agreed without thinking. The company is currently short of manpower to solve the problem of return visits and online reception. Men, women and even the elderly can come. As long as they meet the three conditions, they can come.

"Okay, I'll talk to her."

Professor Zeng is quite cautious. He is very worried about the negative impact of working with his wife, especially Chen Zhu, who will have objections.

But since Chen Zhu doesn't care, from the perspective of solving the company's problems, his wife is actually a very suitable candidate.

As for how much money he can earn, Zeng Kun doesn't have much expectations. Is it possible that a customer service officer can earn more than his own salary?

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