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921, Ball 1

PS: Chapter 916 has been released. If you don’t see it, you can go and have a look!

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Half a white chicken, half a pound of braised beef, half a pound of braised sausage, and half a pound of lung slices of couples were cut at the braised vegetable stall in the martyrs' tomb. The three of them followed the same route and returned home.

For Zhang Xinyue, in the past year, she has visited the martyrs' tombs countless times, alone or with her classmates. She is already very familiar with the martyrs' tombs, a place that cannot be separated from the prosperity. However, today, this time, she seems to be here for the first time, strange and novel. She feels inexplicably panic in the face of "new things". So she wants Wang Bo to buy things quickly and then go back to school immediately and hide back to the familiar place. At the same time, she has a faint excitement and indescribable excitement. She seems to want Wang Bo's movements to be slower, so that she can stay in a place where she has walked countless times but does not feel special, and she has no nostalgia for a longer time, and does not want to go back so early.

On the way back, Zhang Xinyue's heart was filled with a similar contradictory feeling - she wanted the car window beside her to be closed and no one could see her; at the same time, she also had the urge to lower the car window and let more eyes look at her.

Back at the apartment, Wang Bo began to clean the apartment before the meal was cooked. This time, neither Zhong Jiahui nor Zhang Xinyue were spectators anymore, and actively helped Wang Bo wipe the table and mop the floor and clean the house. Wang Bo persuaded him a few words, but the two girls insisted on refusing, so Wang Bo had to let them go.

During the cleaning process, Wang Bo suddenly thought of the house in Three Gorges Square. It was such a large house, more than 100 square meters. Even if he couldn't talk about being lazy, he didn't want to do it himself. Of course, he could call Zhong Jiahui and Liang Ya, who matched men and women, and was not tired of working. He finished cleaning in hip-hop and laughing, but this kind of thing could only be done occasionally, and it could be called romantic. If it was fixed and turned into a habitual job, it would not be romantic, but hard work.

"It seems that I need to find housekeeping." Wang Bo thought. Shuangqing, after direct administration, was striding forward and great development. The towers were rising one after another, like a forest, with construction sites everywhere. Until 2015 when Wang Bo passed away, the dust in the city was very large. If the house was not cleaned for two or three days, the house was covered with dust. He was originally a child who loved to clean up and sort out. In his hometown, whether it was the house in the Yanchang community, the house in the printing factory community, or the house in Lin Quanyashe, they were all cleaned up by his mother, his sister, and Cheng Wenjin, and even rolled on the ground in white shirts, there was no black mark.

For two years, he has lived in such an environment.

Style, habits are difficult to get down once they go up. Wang Bo has lived in the dormitory these days and can't stand the "dirty and messy" in the dormitory. He took the lead in scanning the floor several times - in fact, it's not "dirty and messy". I don't know how much better than the "doghouse" in his previous life, but now his style has improved, and his sister and Cheng Wenjin have developed a slight obsession with cleanliness. The unclean environment makes him feel uncomfortable instinctively and itchy all over his body.

The apartment is only about 30 square meters, and the three of them worked together. It took less than twenty minutes to finish it. After cleaning, the porridge was cooked.

So the three of them washed their hands and prepared to have a meal.

There were good dishes, the porridge I had just cooked was so hot that it was so hot that there were two beauties in front of me who were blushing with sweat from labor. Wang Bo said he could not drink two glasses of wine to cheer up. While the two girls were busy serving dishes, picking chopsticks and bowls, Wang Bo opened the refrigerator and opened two iced beer. When he heard it, the two girls heard it apart.

The three of them used the small coffee table in the reception room as a table, sat on the ground, blew the air conditioner, drank wine and ate vegetables, and chatted about the anecdotes of the campus, which was very comfortable.

The mind was always in a kind of shock. Zhang Xinyue, who was in a messy state, faced Wang Bo's diligent urging drinks, clinking glasses, and even enthusiastically picked up food for her. The agitation gradually became softer. Zhang Xinyue thought that although she was not from the same world as the other party, but what about this? The other party was not his junior, alumni and a friend? At this moment, aren't both parties talking and laughing together and having a meal together? She had no injustice about him, so this is enough! Why do you think so much about others?

Zhang Xinyue quickly adjusted her mood. Thinking of this, a lot of pressure formed in her mind after entering the other party’s bedroom not long ago disappeared.

The dinner in Wang Bo's apartment was delicious, which was countless times better than the cafeteria, and it was not over until 6:30. Before Wang Bo could do anything after the meal, the two women rushed to help him.

While the two girls went to the kitchen to wash dishes, Wang Bo looked at at least one-third of the braised dishes left on the coffee table, and divided them into two portions, put them in a double-layer fresh-keeping bag, and took them back to the dormitory for midnight snacks.

Even with the food and wrapping, Zhong Jiahui and Zhang Xinyue felt a little embarrassed, but Wang Bo knew the appearance of the university dormitory. Young people who were still growing up would never be full. Many times, one of them had to make a bowl of instant noodles, and everyone else was greedy and had to go up and eat a few bites. The two brought these braised dishes that ordinary students rarely bought back to the dormitory, and they would definitely be welcomed by their roommates.

Considering that there was a dance party in the evening, Wang Bo planned to take a shower in the apartment and change into fresh clothes. He told the two women what he thought, and Zhong Jiahui and Zhang Xinyue immediately stood up and said goodbye tactfully.

After the two women left, Wang Bo saw that there was not much time, so he walked into the bathroom and began to wash up quickly. Ten minutes later, he walked naked to a wardrobe next to the bookshelf, opened it, and casually took a black POLO shirt and beige casual pants and threw it on the bed. When he returned to the bed and was about to dress, Wang Bo was stunned and suddenly found that the Ralph/Lauren POLO shirt and REPLAY casual pants on the bed were all bought for him by Sun Li last year.

Thinking of Sun Li, Wang Bo's excitement came from the dance party and disappeared. He began to take out his cell phone and dial the familiar number. The result was still the robot's response. Wang Bo sighed and thought, he could only wait until Cheng Wenxuan got BJ's house and then go to Beiwu to find someone in person.

He was wearing a black POLO shirt, beige casual pants, and casual shoes of the same color. Wang Bo's clothes were casual and freehand. After putting on his clothes, he temporarily suppressed the melancholy in his heart, left the international student apartment, and started walking towards the dormitory. While taking a shower, there was a missed call, which was called by several guys in the dormitory. Wang Bo decided to meet the students in the dormitory first and then go to the student activity center together.

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These days, Chinese high school students are basically studying hard with "hanging their heads on the beam and pricking their thighs". High school life is both monotonous and boring, rigid and depressing. Few middle school students have seen the legendary dance party originating from the "decaying capitalist society in the West".

Therefore, the freshmen of the entire English Department of 2001, regardless of gender, are both excited and looking forward to the welcome party at night.

The girls naturally started to dress up early, taking a shower, washing their hair one hour in advance, and discussing what clothes to wear, whether to put on makeup, or even whether to go to a barber shop for hair, and other troublesome and happy issues, and are very troubled and happy about how to present their most beautiful side to their classmates.

The boys were not willing to leave behind, and they also took a bath, washed their hair, dressed, trying to show their handsome side to the beauties on their tied.

When Wang Bo pushed open the door of the 3-1 bedroom in the 3-1 building, the first person to appear in front of him was the small Tu Yunliang. At this time, Tu Yunliang was wearing a brand new blue short-sleeved twill shirt on his upper body, and a pair of black trousers underneath it and a pair of transparent leather shoes. The hem of the shirt was stuffed into the waist of the trousers by Tu Yunliang, and it was tightly tied with an equally brand new yellow belt of cow dung. The belt head was novel and unique, with a layer of golden gilded. Tu Yunliang's hair was straight like a hedgehog, dark and shiny, and it was eye-catching. I don't know how much gel water was applied on it. If the other party put on another tie at this time, it could be said that he would be the groom who went to welcome the bride.

The rest of the people in the dormitory, including the handsome guy Huang Liang, were almost the same, bright and dazzling, one and two were like peacocks spreading their tails. Everyone took out their best clothes, shoes and socks, gestured one by one, tried it on, and asked the students around them to comment. The choice of clothes was full of shirts, trousers and leather shoes. The most formal and fashionable clothes for boys in this era.

"Brother Bo, why don't you change your clothes?" Tu Yunliang asked with concern when he saw Wang Bo wearing a simple "T-shirt".

"I changed it! The white in the morning and the black in the evening, are you careful?" Wang Bo pinched the English logo on his left chest and raised it.

After he said this, everyone else began to pay attention to his clothes and found that Wang Bo's clothes were indeed different from the morning. The collarless T-shirt on it turned into a collared "T-shirt", and the jeans and sneakers on the lower body also turned into a pair of beige pants and shoes of the same color that they had never seen before. It looked different from the popular clothes for boys nowadays, but when worn on the other person, it was so harmonious, natural, and natural, with a temperament that they could not describe but felt outstanding and stylish.

"I mean, don't you wear a formal outfit? You look so casual!" Tu Yunliang looked back and forth at Wang Bo's clothes, and then kept comparing with the formal outfit that made him beautiful for a long time. He gradually began to feel that Wang Bo's outfit was becoming more and more pleasing. Almost all of his outfits were brand new, but he began to become a little awkward.

"Haha, it's just a student dance party, not going to go on a blind date. Why do you wear Zhou Wu and Zheng Wang? Just be comfortable and comfortable." Wang Bo smiled and said, but there was still something in his heart that he couldn't say:

Boy, I have already passed the low-level plane that can attract girls' attention by dressing up. Just by the three words "Prince An", even if you wear big shorts, you will wear gold-thread clothes. The first thing girls see is definitely me.

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