Catering God

Chapter 42 The way to reject the senior

Jiang Feng looked at Tang Wenjun's happiness on the cotton and shook his head.

He wanted to say to Tang Wenjun: Why don’t you think about it carefully? Why has Liu Xixi only been talking to you all the way here? Is it because I’m not handsome, or is it because she played with too many coal briquettes when she was a child and now likes black ones?

However, Jiang Feng naturally couldn't remind Tang Wenjun.

After all, in love, it's a matter of two parties taking the lead.

Just like him and Zhou Mengyao back then.

When he thought of this, Jiang Feng suddenly felt a chill on his back.

What is the difference between him back then and Tang Wenjun now?

Looking at Tang Wenjun next to him, Jiang Feng shook his head and became even more convinced that he should not fall in love.

Falling in love is such a scary thing.

……

According to the route, Tang Wenjun and his group drove from north to south.

He first sent Jiang Feng and Su Hong to the gate of Hanchuan University.

The two got off the car, picked up their luggage, and said goodbye to Tang Wenjun and Liu Xixi.

At this time, a row of tents were set up at the gate of Sichuan University, and senior students played the role of volunteers, holding signs for different colleges and majors.

There was a queue in front of each tent.

They were all freshmen with young faces and dragging suitcases.

The rest of the old students who come to report for the new semester can just go in through the small door next to it.

"Junior Jiang Feng, what is your major?" Su Hong asked.

Jiang Feng said: "Finance."

"That should be the School of Economics. It's the second tent on the left." Su Hong helped Jiang Feng find the tent of the School of Economics. Then she narrowed her beautiful almond-shaped eyes slightly, "Junior, how about we add a..."

"Thank you, Senior! I'll buy you a drink next time I'm free!"

Su Hong hadn't finished speaking yet.

Jiang Feng had already put on the grease and rushed out dragging the suitcase.

As if something important had happened.

Su Hong stood there in a daze, staring at Jiang Feng's back as he rode away in a hurry, and was dumbfounded.

what is this?
Su Hong curled her lips.

This was the first time she took the initiative to add her junior on QQ, and she didn't expect it to be like this...

……

Jiang Feng looked back quietly and found that Su Hong had already left.

So relieved.

At the beginning of the school year, a senior student with a great figure and good looks takes the initiative to add your contact information. If she is not trying to sell you a campus phone card or a four-piece bedding set, then you should be more careful.

Beware of romance scams and study hard, it’s everyone’s responsibility.

This is Jiang Feng’s rule.

Then he waited in line for a while.

Came to a small yellow table.

Two senior students were sitting in the back.

Jiang Feng reported his student ID number and major, signed an application form, and received a school map and his dormitory number.

After Jiang Feng entered the school.

After being away from school for many years, the moment I stepped into the campus again, I still felt very good. I became the college student who could play games all night, sleep in class, and pick up girls after class.

He casually threw the school map into the trash can.

This is of course not necessary.

Jiang Feng searched for the location of the dormitory building according to his memory. After a while, he picked up the map from the trash can.

Damn.

He actually forgot!
As a result, when he was rummaging through the trash can, he was seen by a middle-aged male teacher passing by. He hurried over and grabbed Jiang Feng's hand, saying with great distress:

"Classmate, if you have any difficulties, you can apply for a work-study program and do odd jobs in the cafeteria. School just started today, so picking up bottles is not a good idea. If you have any difficulties, feel free to report them to the teacher." Jiang Feng frowned.

"Teacher, I just accidentally dropped the map in there."

"Oh oh, I thought you were looking through the trash."

"Teacher, do I look like a beggar?"

"Not quite like it."

Say goodbye to the kind-hearted teacher.

Jiang Feng looked at the map and quickly found the location of the dormitory building, then walked towards it carrying his suitcase.

Building 8, 314.

When Jiang Feng walked to the dormitory door, he found that the door was open.

When he walked in, he found that several roommates had already arrived in the dormitory, and he was the last one to arrive.

The boy who was sweeping the floor inside saw Jiang Feng coming in and immediately extended his hand to greet him: "Hello, classmate, my name is Huang Hao."

Judging from his accent, he is from Northeast China.

"Hello, hello, my name is Jiang Feng, and I'm also a finance major."

"This whole room is full of them." Huang Hao said with a smile.

Jiang Feng dragged his suitcase in and started getting to know his new roommate.

The boy wearing Nike sneakers and the No. 21 San Antonio Spurs jersey is obviously a fan of Duncan. He is wearing all branded clothes and seems to come from a well-off family.

"Hey, boy, my name is Zhao Jiuguang, please take care of me. I love basketball and rap, and I'm a music fan."

Well, still an American boy.

The acne-faced guy with glasses who assembled a computer and started playing "Bloody Battle of Shanghai" as soon as he arrived at the dormitory was named Wang Tang, a native of Hanchuan.

Everyone is in the dormitory.

Everyone started chatting.

Huang Hao is from Northeast China and is a very enthusiastic person. As soon as he arrived at the dormitory, he took the initiative to start cleaning.

Wang Tang is a native of Handu. He is relatively short and seems to be a senior otaku. I guess he will definitely get a yellow card when he comes out of the resistance bar... Jiang Feng observed carefully and it should be straight.

Zhao Jiuguang is more pretentious.

When he was talking... he would occasionally throw in a few Chinese-English words, and I still thought he was an American street kid. At most, he would buy a hamburger and write a few love poems in English... Yeah, it's because of the third person, this is Heipa!
Zhao Jiuguang said that he was originally going to study in the United States, but due to some changes, he came to study at Wuhan University. His words revealed that his family was wealthy.

"Hey, man, actually my dad works in the United States. Guess what he does."

"I grow cotton."

Wang Tang saw the eyes of several people looking at him, especially Zhao Jiuguang, and immediately spread his hands: "It's a joke."

Huang Hao scratched his head and spoke frankly: "Jiuguang, I don't know why, but I feel itchy all over when I hear you talking."

Zhao Jiuguang looked at Huang Hao's strong biceps and didn't dare to continue making trouble, so he looked at Jiang Feng and changed the subject: "Jiang Feng, why don't you introduce yourself."

"My name is Jiang Feng."

"What does your family do?"

"My mother works for an American company. You know, I love American culture just like you do."

"Really? Your mother is amazing!" Zhao Jiuguang gave a thumbs up and couldn't help but ask, "Where does she work?"

"McDonald's."

As soon as these words came out.

Except for Zhao Jiuguang, everyone in the audience burst into laughter.

Isn’t McDonald’s an American company?

Jiang Feng really didn't lie. Ms. Shen did work at McDonald's.

Jiang Feng patted Zhao Jiuguang's shoulder and said, "When I have time, I'll bring you some burgers made by my mom. They're pure American style and will help ease your homesickness."

Zhao Jiuguang was so angry that he couldn't speak.

Huang Hao and Wang Tang beside them laughed so hard that their stomachs hurt.

(End of this chapter)