Rebirth 08: My Online Love Wife is a Cold and Aloof School Beauty

Chapter 136 Lin Bei: My roommates are all talented!

Song Qingning chewed the tapioca pearls in her milk tea with a loud crunching sound.

Then, along with the pearl, he chewed up all those messy thoughts and swallowed them back down.

Su Qianqian finished her lemonade, put the empty glass on the table, stood up and took Song Qingning's arm.

"Let's go and explore some more."

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The two pushed open the door of the milk tea shop and stepped back into the bustling crowd in the mall.

Song Qingning pointed to the newly opened women's clothing store in front and said, "The dresses in that store window are pretty."

Before Su Qianqian could answer, Song Qingning pulled her forward.

The smile on her face was even brighter than before.

Song Qingning dragged Su Qianqian along and strolled around the mall several more times.

The two of them went from a women's clothing store to a jewelry store, and then from the jewelry store to a shoe store.

As they carried more and more paper bags, the smiles on their faces grew increasingly relaxed.

Surprisingly, Su Qianqian didn't urge Song Qingning to go back, and instead accompanied her to try on clothes at each store.

When she tried on some nice clothes, Su Qianqian would nod in approval.

If she tried on a dress that didn't look good, Su Qianqian would gently shake her head.

Every time Song Qingning came out of the fitting room, she would first look at Su Qianqian's expression.

I felt relieved when I saw her nod.

Seeing her shake her head, I immediately took off the clothes and hung them back up; it worked even better than the sales assistant's advice.

We shopped until after 3 p.m.

Song Qingning was too tired to walk any further, so the two of them found a cold drink shop and sat down.

Song Qingning ordered a strawberry smoothie, while Su Qianqian asked for a glass of warm water.

While eating her smoothie, Song Qingning counted on her fingers what she had bought that day.

As she finished counting, she suddenly looked up and asked Su Qianqian, "Qianqian, what are you planning to do from now on?"

Su Qianqian said dismissively, "What else can we do?"

"Just attend classes normally, eat normally, and sleep normally."

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Song Qingning thought about it and agreed; those who spread rumors had already been taken away by the police.

Once the court delivers its verdict, those who should go to jail will go to jail, and those who should drop out of school will drop out.

With those three people gone from the dorm, Su Qianqian will actually have a lot more peace and quiet.

She scooped out the strawberries from the bottom of the shaved ice, ate them, and said, "God still has eyes; bad people will eventually get their comeuppance."

Su Qianqian took a sip of the warm water but didn't reply.

She remembered Liu Wen kneeling on the ground in the cafeteria, crying and begging her.

There was no sympathy whatsoever, but there was also no sense of satisfaction.

Su Qianqian simply felt that things should be this way.

If you do something wrong, you should bear the consequences.

There is no need for emotion or pity.

Fairness itself is the best outcome.

After finishing their smoothies, Su Qianqian and Song Qingning left the mall carrying their bags.

The taxi driver was already waiting by the roadside.

After seeing Song Qingning into the car, Su Qianqian also got into the back seat.

She placed the paper bag on the seat next to her.

Just then, my phone vibrated in my bag.

Su Qianqian took it out and saw that it was a message from Bei Feng Xiaoxiao.

Honey, how was your day?

You seem really busy lately, we haven't had a chance to chat.

Su Qianqian leaned back in her chair, her fingers hovering over the keyboard for a moment.

Then, I typed a few words and sent them.

Today is great, and I'm in a good mood.

She wanted to say a few more words and tell them about the recent events.

But after thinking about it again, I deleted everything that followed.

Let's talk about it when we meet.

Su Qianqian put her phone back in her bag and leaned back in the seat.

Looking out the window at the rapidly receding roadside trees, she silently added "meeting her husband" to another item on her wish list.

On the other end.

The situation in Linbei is much simpler.

After parting ways with Su Qianqian and the others, they walked along the road towards the school.

Zhang Wei walked in front, Wang Yuan followed beside him, and Zi Yawen lagged behind to reply to her phone messages.

At this moment, Zhang Wei said, "There's nothing to do if we go back now, and it's still a long time before it gets dark."

"I can't just lie in bed and do nothing during those few hours."

Wang Yuan pushed up his glasses and said, "What else can I do besides lying in bed?"

Zhang Wei's eyes lit up, and he said, "Let's go to an internet cafe. We have nothing to do back home anyway."

Wang Yuan said, "The internet cafes are definitely full. It's the weekend, and the lines at the internet cafes outside the school have been forming since eight in the morning. If you go now, there won't even be a place to stand."

Zhang Wei: "Then we'll look at them one by one; there's bound to be one with an opening."

Lin Bei nodded: "Sure, I haven't been to an internet cafe in ages."

Then, the four of them walked halfway around the street behind the school and went into three internet cafes.

As a result, every single one of them was full.

The receptionist said, "All the overnight slots were booked last night."

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"If you want to get a seat on the plane temporarily, you'll have to wait until at least 6 p.m.

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When Zhang Wei came out of the third internet cafe, his face was all droopy, and he said angrily, "What kind of hell place is this?"

"Going online on the weekend is harder than fighting for braised pork in the cafeteria."

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Wang Yuan said, "You guys wait here, I'll make a phone call."

He tucked the comic book under his arm, took out his phone from his pocket, walked a few steps away, and dialed a number.

Watching Wang Yuan's retreating figure as he made a phone call, Zhang Wei turned to Lin Bei and said, "That kid is definitely showing off."

"Who could a freshman like him know, and why would he need to call around looking for a phone?"

"Do you really think this is a movie where the main character makes a phone call and a mafia boss arranges a private room for him?"

Lin Bei put his hands in his pockets and watched Wang Yuan say a few words to the person on the other end of the phone.

Then, I hung up the phone and walked back.

"It's all set," Wang Yuan said. "I know an internet cafe owner who reserved four computers for me in the alley around the corner."

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Zhang Wei opened his mouth, his expression as if someone had stuffed a whole lemon into it.

Lin Bei patted Zhang Wei on the shoulder and laughed, "Don't underestimate Yuan'er. After all, he's a local. He grew up in this city and knows more people than you do."

"Never underestimate anyone, especially when you think they're showing off."

Lin Bei sighed inwardly.

I never expected that his roommates would all be so talented!

Zhang Wei snorted, but still followed Wang Yuan.

When they arrived at the internet cafe, the front desk owner indeed reserved a row of four seats by the window for them.

The computer case was newly replaced, the monitor was the largest CRT flat screen available on the market at the time, and even the dust on the keyboard had just been wiped clean by the boss.

As Zhang Wei sat down, he whispered, "Fatty, you win this time."

Wang Yuan didn't reply. He simply placed his comic book next to the keyboard, pushed up his glasses, and gave a nonchalant smile.

The four of them put on their headphones and discussed for a long time what to play.

Lin Bei instinctively wanted to say "Four Black Teams vs. Alliance"

The classic lineup of ADC, support, mid laner, jungler, and top laner has already formed in my mind.

But the moment his mouth opened, he abruptly stopped the car.

It's 2008 now, and League of Legends hasn't been released yet.

The most popular competitive games in internet cafes in China, besides Counter-Strike, are Red Alert and Warcraft III.

He swallowed back the words "I'm leaving" that were already on the tip of his tongue.

Then, I clicked on the Red Alert 2 icon.

P.S.: Song Qingning