Is it true that you can calculate people's hearts in the real teaching? I can also do a little

Her fair skin was naturally exposed, and the loose bathrobe basically did not cover any parts that should be covered, not to mention that she was not dressed neatly. This half-covered look made the real estate agent swallow his saliva.

Let’s wait a little longer and talk about it in the evening. It’s not a good time to continue now.

The real estate agent picked up the bowl and drank the porridge himself, and the two of them fell into a rare silence.

"Should I avoid it tomorrow?"

After Long Yuan finished his porridge, he asked a question that surprised the real estate agent.

He didn't expect that Long Yuan also knew how to write the word avoid.

"No need, it's just drinking. Don't you like drinking too? Let's drink together."

"Um……"

Long Yuan was embarrassed to say that he wanted to leave because he lost the last drinking contest and felt ashamed.

But seeing the real estate agent's expression, she had no choice but to nod and pretend nothing had happened.

Since the real estate agent didn't realize it, don't let him find out. It's an embarrassing thing to do. The fewer people who know about it, the better.

Well, that's it. It's definitely not that I'm craving for alcohol again.

Chapter 169: Points, we are really short of them

"Boom boom boom, boom boom boom."

The real estate agent rubbed his eyes and listened to the loud knocking on the door outside.

"Who is it? Why are you banging on my door so early in the morning? Oh, it's getting late."

Seeing that the alarm clock showed it was already half past ten, the real estate agent couldn't help but yawn loudly, got up from the bed, put on some clothes and went to open the door.

Needless to say, the people who can come here at this time must be the two senior students.

After opening the door, the real estate agent rubbed his sleepy eyes and looked at the energetic Long Binjiang at the door and the expressionless Himuro Mayu next to him, and he knew that it was indeed these two people.

"Seniors are here, yawn~ Please come in, I'll just wash up. The wine is in the refrigerator, and the snacks are also in there."

"Okay, then we won't be polite~ It's already past ten o'clock and you haven't gotten up yet, it's not good to sleep in like this~"

Long Binjiang walked in very familiarly. After changing into the new slippers that the real estate agency had bought her yesterday, she went straight to the refrigerator in the living room.

"Hmm! There are beer and white wine, right? The variety is quite complete."

Long Binjiang said, and directly took out two bottles of white wine. As for beer? She didn't even take any.

Since we have liquor, why drink beer?

There was also a small cup in the real estate agency's dormitory, so she fumbled for it and put it on the table.

Peanuts were placed on a small plate, with a stack of kelp shreds and lotus root slices next to it.

As for the chopsticks, I just got them from the kitchen. There was nothing special to pay attention to anyway.

"Looks like you guys have all taken them out. Okay, I'll just smash the cucumber and we can start eating."

The real estate agent washed up quickly, and when he came out he saw that the two of them were already sitting at the table, with the TV turned on and playing a TV series.

When drinking and eating, some noise is always needed. You can choose not to watch TV, but you can’t turn it off.

"Hey, you can also smash cucumbers? I need to try it to see if it tastes authentic."

"What's so authentic about smashed cucumber? It's just cucumber, soy sauce, vinegar and minced garlic. Give me two minutes, it will be ready."

Taking out two cucumbers, the real estate agent went into the kitchen and started cutting them.

The slices were cut and the clap started, making a clanging sound. Listening to the sound, Long Binjiang sighed while pouring his wine: "I haven't heard this sound for a long time."

"The sound of slapping cucumbers?"

"Yes, the sound of the kitchen knife hitting the chopping board. Thinking back, when I was in China, I always heard my grandmother cooking like this in the kitchen. She was an expert at cooking, and it was with this dish that she won over my grandfather."

"Well, you have nothing to talk about so you start talking about your grandfather, right?"

"Hehe, after all, you can't blame me. Not a single one of them is moved."

Long Binjiang seems to be familiar with everyone, but in fact it is not the case.

She is only like this in front of people she agrees with.

As for the sophomores? There is no need to think about it. There are only a handful of capable ones, and most of them are just slacking off. The rest are mostly incompetent, which is why she has never had a relationship.

It's not that she doesn't want to talk, but she has to find someone she likes, right? If there is someone in the second grade who is as good as the real estate agent, maybe she will try to talk.

Her figure is undoubtedly among the best in the second grade, and the only ones who can compare with her are probably Himuro and Kiryuin.

Well, Himuro is similar to her, both of them are masters of the hearts of the people in the wide area.

"The smashed cucumber is ready. Here, try it, senior."

"Let me try it... Yeah, it tastes good, not too salty or too bland, pretty good."

There are certain requirements for smashing cucumbers. The ratio of light soy sauce and vinegar must be well matched. If the amount is too much, it will taste like vinegar, and if the amount is too little, it will feel like eating dry cucumbers without much flavor.

The real estate agent didn't know how many times he had bought cucumbers in the past three weeks. The already familiar dish was undoubtedly made even more skillful, and the taste made Long Binjiang very satisfied.

"Why, a cucumber bought you off?"

Bingshi raised his small cup and clinked it with Long Binjiang's. He drank it all in one gulp and joked while eating peanuts.

"That's not true. I just feel sad that I haven't eaten hometown food for a while. Everything in this school is good, except for the authentic Chinese food."

Long Binjiang shook her head. She really missed the food from her hometown.

But she also understands that the dishes from her hometown can only be seen in her hometown, and that the taste will change when you adapt to local customs in other places.

She had been to White Eagle before, and the dishes there were all sweet, which she was not used to. There were even some dishes that seemed incomprehensible to her, which made her have no desire to eat them.

She had no appetite for things like cheese instead of soy sauce, ketchup instead of vinegar, etc. There was a lot of ketchup in the Kung Pao Chicken, and she almost doubted her life after taking a bite.

"Then I'll cook at noon. It may not be authentic, but at least it won't be some messy dish."

The real estate agent also sat down at his seat, picked up a small cup and poured himself a glass of white wine.

He can also drink white wine.

There were two Chinese and one bear man, so it was hard to say who could drink more. But today, everyone came to drink to relax, not to compete, so there was no need to drink to the death.

"Binjiang just said that he wanted to find a boyfriend. Does the agent have any ideas?"

Bingshi continued to joke. She still remembered that Long Binjiang had always been looking for trouble with her in the past, so she would definitely retaliate against him this time.

"Hey, you..."

When mentioning this, Long Binjiang's face turned slightly red. Could he say this to his junior?

"I have no idea. After all, I already have a girlfriend. I don't think Senior Binjiang will accept it."

"You have a girlfriend, that's true."

"Yeah, how many are there?"

"several?!"

Well, now Long Binjiang was stunned. She stared at the real estate agent blankly. She originally thought he was just a sea king, but she didn't expect him to be so wild.

Having several ambiguous relationships and having several girlfriends are two different things, and this is not a joke.

"Well... nominally four."

"What about actually?"

"Three, right? That's why I'm short on counting. We're planning on doing something big. Otherwise, I won't be able to take care of them all. There are two people from Class C and two people from Class D. I guess I'll have to count them all."

The real estate agent sighed and complained to Himuro, while Himuro calmly drank his wine and nodded: "Well, why are there no AB classes?"

"Class A is our rival, how can we possibly have girlfriends? As for Class B... it's hard to talk about it."

The real estate agent shook his head. Classes A and B were not on good terms with each other right now. He just needed to keep the people around him in order first.

"Wait a minute, what is a big deal?"

Long Binjiang was finally able to get a word in at this time. She looked at the real estate agent and Himuro Mayu, wanting to know more about this matter from them.

Chapter 170: Why are you looking at me? I just thought she was farting

"Sure, you junior, want to do Nanyunya? Okay, I support you, senior."

Long Binjiang patted the real estate agent's shoulder, and the agent smiled awkwardly and said yes.

The strength of this move was quite strong... The real estate agent already felt pain in his shoulder.

This senior student was very strong, and even though she had obviously restrained herself, this only showed how strong she was.

It's so weird. It's really weird.

Rubbing his aching shoulder, the real estate agent was forced to drink another sip of white wine by Long Binjiang.

She just likes to drink like this, which makes the real estate agent a little overwhelmed.

"Oh, yeah, I got the Erguotou. Let's drink some later."

As Long Binjiang spoke, he took out a bottle of Red Star Erguotou from the bag he brought with him. Looking at the real estate agent, he felt a little nostalgic.

"Well... what a pity. After graduation, I will bring some wine from my hometown for you to taste."

Seeing that Long Binjiang could take out the wine from his hometown, Bingshi sighed slightly. It was very difficult to go out of this school after it was closed for three years. You had to spend points to go out and you could only go out for one day. It was such a pity.

It would be fine if we could contact them in advance, but it is very uncomfortable if we cannot contact them in advance.

"What's wrong Himuro-senpai?"

The real estate agent looked at Himuro Mayu's worried face and couldn't help asking, but Himuro shook her head: "Nothing, I just miss home."

"If you miss home, just call and talk."

"You think I don't want to, how can I contact you?"

"How do you contact me? Use your cell phone."

The real estate agent was confused. He didn't understand what Bingshi was struggling with.

"Junior, don't you know that there is no cell phone signal in school?"

Seeing that the two were about to start arguing, Long Binjiang intervened in the conversation.

The real estate agent listened to Long Binjiang's words and pointed outside: "But there is a place in the school with signal."

Yes, that’s why he felt he could contact the outside world. He always thought that his seniors knew what Gaoyuan Temple could do.

But it seems... they don't know?

"where?"

After hearing the news, Long Binjiang asked more anxiously than Bingshi.

What girl doesn't miss home? After entering the first year of high school and learning about the situation of this crappy school, she gave up on herself.

If she could contact her family at that time, her family would probably fly over from China the next day to cause trouble for the school.

But now...she just wanted to chat with her family. After all, she had already gotten used to the life here.

"Ahem, this is information, Senior."

The real estate agent rubbed his hands together with a smile, and his look of a profiteer made Himuro frown slightly.

Never mind, that makes sense.

She didn't expect that her junior would be so greedy for money, but this is human nature and normal.

"So how many points do you want?"

"Ah? Points? I don't want that. I'll tell you if you two each drink three cups."

The real estate agent looked at the two of them cunningly and said, "Don't think I don't know that you two want to get me drunk. I'll tell you if you two each drink three glasses."

"Haha, okay, I'll drink it."

Long Binjiang was stunned for a moment after listening to the real estate agent's words, and directly picked up the white wine and poured it into his small cup.

Just three small cups, just a token of my appreciation.

On the other side, Himuro just stayed still.

She thought the real estate agent was going to take the opportunity to ask for points, but...

Her face turned red involuntarily. She was really judging others by her own standards.