Don't get married if you're reborn.

Chapter 80 Over the shoulder fall

Zeng Wenjie worked hard until the lights went out for a while before he finally finished writing the copy for the school leaders. After copying it into a USB drive, he climbed into bed and went to sleep.

Before I even closed my eyes, I heard Xu Laogou sighing at the end of the bed...

"Brother Gou, isn't it just losing the right to choose your spouse for the next four years? There's nothing to be sad about!" Zeng Wenjie comforted.

"Bullshit, you have Mu Qingyang and senior sister, what do I have? I only have my right hand!" Xu Chuan said sadly.

"You can use your left hand too. Yang Guo likes to use his left hand." Zeng Wenjie said.

Xu Chuan almost broke down because of his words.

Zeng Wenjie continued to comfort him, "It's not worth being sad about this. Think about your life after you enter society and get married."

Xu Chuan said respectfully, "That must be very happy. I will find a woman who I love and who loves me too."

Zeng Wenjie ignored his flattery and said, "Think about it, you've been busy at work all day, and then you get scolded by your boss, and you come home drenched in anger."

"Then the child who was doing the arithmetic problem stretched out his hands and figured out that three times seven is twenty-four."

"My parents kept complaining about the health supplements they just bought, which only cost 1,000 yuan a box. They also received two bags of eggs, one more than other elderly people!"

"Exhausted, you lie down on the bed and prepare to sleep, when your dear wife suddenly asks you, 'You have 1,000 yuan, and she and your ex-girlfriend both ask to borrow 500 yuan from you. How much do you have left?'"

"You were upset and wanted to go to the balcony to smoke a cigarette, but you found that the busty girl's lighter in your pocket was taken away by me, your colleague."

Xu Chuan was silent.

Zeng Wenjie smiled with satisfaction. He was so good at comforting others who were sad.

"Don't comfort me in the future. Just let me jump off the balcony." Xu Chuan was silent for a long while before speaking softly.

Zeng Wenjie had already fallen asleep.

The next morning, Zeng Wenjie got up early, ran outside the school to print out the files in the USB drive, and then went to the cafeteria to get breakfast.

He saw Cao Feng, who was holding two steamed buns in his hand. He walked out of the cafeteria and headed towards the girls' dormitory.

"No, you pursue a girl by giving her breakfast and big steamed buns?!" Zeng Wenjie asked.

"You know nothing. Nowadays girls all like to eat steamed buns, so Mu Qingyang bought a lot of steamed buns." Cao Feng sneered and gave Zeng Wenjie a blank look.

He believed that Zeng Wenjie was the biggest obstacle between him and Chu Qingbai.

Zeng Wenjie scratched his head. He really didn't understand this time, and couldn't help but call Mu Qingyang.

Xiao Mu is also a person who likes to get up early. When she received the call, she greeted him, "Good morning."

Zeng Wenjie said, "Good morning, I want to ask you something."

Xiao Mu, however, gasped for breath, swallowed his saliva repeatedly, and said, "You say."

Zeng Wenjie asked, "Is it popular among you girls to eat white flour buns for breakfast now?"

Mu Qingyang glanced at the steamed bun with beef and chili peppers in his hand, stunned for a moment, and said with his tongue sticking out, "I...I like it very much anyway, huh...but Fangfang and Xiaoyu don't like it. Hiss, I'll go open a bottle of water..."

Zeng Wenjie heard her gulping down the water and couldn't help but remind her, "Eat less spicy food to avoid stomachache."

Mu Qingyang then said vaguely: "How red...how red it should be! Hiss~"

Zeng Wenjie said, "Contact me after breakfast. The lighter is broken and needs to be taken to after-sales service."

"Oh...I'm sorry." Mu Qingyang apologized subconsciously.

Zeng Wenjie hung up the phone and sent the breakfast back to the dormitory. The three animals were still lying in bed and hadn't gotten up. Lin Zhenshan even asked Zeng Wenjie to throw his breakfast directly up.

"Boss, I brought you some seaweed egg drop soup. Can you throw it up too?" Zeng Wenjie said.

"Why didn't you tell me earlier that there was delicious soup to drink?" Lin Zhenshan stood up and got out of bed to have breakfast.

……

Chu Qingbai was not used to getting up early, but she was woken up by a call from Cao Feng, which made her annoyed. When she heard that Cao Feng was here to bring her breakfast, her mood calmed down a little bit, and she could only wear pajamas, put on a coat and go downstairs.

When Chu Qingbai saw Cao Feng standing outside the fence in the cold wind, he thought that this man was quite sincere.

She walked up and said, "Don't bother with this next time!"

Cao Feng smiled and said, "Yes, I brought you breakfast."

The moment four fifty-cent white steamed buns were passed through the gap in the iron bars, Chu Qingbai was stunned.

At that moment, she felt as if she was in a detention center. She was not here to go to college, but to go to jail!

"..."

Chu Qingbai took the steamed bun silently, turned around and walked away without saying a word.

Cao Feng was undoubtedly caught up in the self-admiring phase of a lickspittle. He chuckled and said, "I'm sure he was moved to tears by me, so he just left without saying a word!"

After Chu Qingbai walked into the dormitory building, he couldn't help but mutter, "Oh my god, I just came from prison. It's my bad luck to meet such a fool..."

As soon as she arrived at the dormitory door, she saw Mu Qingyang next door preparing to go out.

The baggy jeans and the loose sweatshirt still look so rustic, but her face is really pretty, and with a pair of black-framed glasses, this rustic outfit has raised her score a lot.

"Mumu, where are you going so early?" Chu Qingbai asked.

"Oh..." Mu Qingyang was a little panicked. "I, I'll go memorize the text! My memory is better in the morning, so I can memorize more."

Chu Qingbai believed it, while Mu Qingyang couldn't help but take a look at the steamed buns in her hand.

Thinking of the taste of the white flour buns with beef and chili peppers, Mu Qingyang, who was already 70% full, still swallowed his saliva unwillingly.

"Strange, it seems that eating white steamed buns is really popular..." Mu Qingyang thought strangely.

She doesn't like white steamed buns, nor do she like those with fermented tofu and pickles. But the ones with beef and chili peppers are really delicious.

Mu Qingyang walked out of the dormitory building and started walking quickly with his head down. When he arrived at the playground, he saw Zeng Wenjie doing push-ups on the parallel bars.

"I, I'm here..." Mu Qingyang walked to the parallel bars and said.

There were already quite a few college students doing morning exercises on the playground, so they were not very conspicuous.

Zeng Wenjie asked, "Did you sleep well?"

Mu Qingyang replied: "It's okay, then... where's the lighter? Give it to me, I'll take it to after-sales service."

Zeng Wenjie took out a lighter, opened the lid, and lit the flame.

"?" Mu Qingyang was a little stunned.

"I found a reason to trick you into coming out to walk with me." Zeng Wenjie closed the lid with a wicked smile on his face.

But Mu Qingyang seemed relieved. She thought the lighter she had just given her was really broken!

Mu Qingyang whispered, "It's good that it's not broken!"

Zeng Wenjie asked, "Is the stone I gave you broken?"

Mu Qingyang reached out her hand and dug into her collar, and the stone threaded with a red string was pulled out. Her face flushed, "Here, here it is! I put it on yesterday!"

Maybe it was because Xu Chuan gathered everyone to study yesterday.

Or maybe it’s because he’s young and loves to exercise, so his testosterone levels are high.

Of course, it is not ruled out that Xiao Mu is too cute and attractive at this moment.

Zeng Wenjie couldn't help himself and leaned forward to give her a smack. Then, he suddenly felt dizzy...

After waking up, he found himself falling on his back, head down, in a "C" shape on the ground, while Mu Qingyang maintained a posture of throwing him over his shoulder.

(End of this chapter)