Era space: flirting with tens of billions of materials

Today's young girls in their teens and 20s must have seen or heard of Lan County's hair flower, even if they have never bought one.

Lanxian's head flowers have always been in hot demand due to their superior quality and constantly evolving styles.Whenever the goods arrive, there are always long queues in front of supply and marketing cooperatives in various places.

As soon as they heard that they were from Lan County, the four young girls except the eldest sister immediately put down their work and surrounded them.

"Then do you have a lot of flowers?"

"Don't you have enough hair to wear?"

"Can your factory sell me some head flowers?"

The dormitory instantly became lively.

Lin Nianhe laughed: "The three of us are educated youths and have nothing to do with the textile factory, but..." She turned her finger and pointed at Miao Hongqi, "Sister Hongqi is from the Shili Brigade, and several of her aunts work in the textile factory. You guys Find her."

Miao Hongqi: "...?"

I never mentioned this before I came here.

"Classmate Miao, can you..."

The roommates surrounded Miao Hongqi again.

Miao Hongqi looked at Lin Nianhe as if asking for help, not knowing what to say.

Wang Shumei put down the pillow and spoke at the right time: "Hongqi, doesn't Aunt Hong, the team leader have a quota for in-app purchases? Why don't you ask, if Daxi doesn't want it, can you give them one or two?"

The words were all handed to him. Miao Hongqi was really stupid if he didn't know how to answer.

She nodded: "Okay, let me write and ask...but I'm not sure if I can buy it."

"Good good!"

"Thank you so much!"

"You are such a nice person!"

With the first flowers opening up the situation, the girls took out the specialties from their hometowns and treated them to them.

The girl who also had a Beijing accent went to Lin Nianhe and asked her curiously: "Classmate, are you from Beijing too?"

Lin Nianhe smiled and nodded: "Yes."

"That's a coincidence. I'm also from the capital, but I didn't go to the countryside. I worked in a brewery," the girl said. "My family lives over Guang'anmen. Where does yours live?"

"Front door." Lin Nianhe spoke in general terms, and did not describe his home address.

"Then let's go play together after the holiday."

"Okay."

After entrusting Miao Hongqi with a few words, Wang Shumei and Wen Lan helped her clean up the dormitory, and then the three of them left.

Miao Hongqi wanted to give it away, but was pushed back by Wen Lan: "Why do you give it away? How can you get lost after walking two steps? Just rest."

The three of them left, met up with Su Yuncheng and Feng Wei, and headed straight to Beihang University.

Feng Wei was a little worried: "Brother Cheng, shall I give it to you first? You can't take those old things either."

Su Yuncheng didn't say anything, but Wen Lan spoke first: "Who are you looking down on? I'm no less energetic than you."

Feng Wei chuckled: "No, I was afraid that you would be tired. You didn't get a good rest yesterday..."

"I can still beat you." Wen Lan showed off his fists nonchalantly.

Feng Wei smiled even more happily.

It's a pity that Wen Lan didn't understand his smile and still thought that he looked down on her.

After leaving Feng Wei behind at Beihang, the car became more spacious.

After driving for another 10 minutes, the gate of Peking University came into view.

There were people coming and going in the school, and there were many people coming to report, but there were very few parents seeing them off. Most of them, regardless of gender, carried their own luggage.

Lin Nianhe also wanted to take it, but in the end, only the small satchel she was carrying fell into her hands.

Su Yuncheng was carrying a quilt on his back and two suitcases - both belonged to Lin Nianhe.

"you……"

"I'll come out and get it later."

Su Yuncheng said, handing her his admission notice.

Lin Nianhe took the two notices and finally felt that he was of some use.Entering the gate of Peking University, Lin Nianhe couldn't help but urge Wen Lan: "Sister Lan! Hurry! Go report! Go quickly!"

The problem that had troubled Lin Nianhe since last year was about to be revealed, and her eyes were brighter than usual.

Wen Lan raised her chin, muttered "melon girl", and then walked towards the reporting office with high spirits.

Lin Nianhe and Wang Shumei followed her step by step, fearing that they would miss the historic moment of revealing what major Wen Lan reported.

I saw Sister Lan walking around half a circle in front of the various departments in the reporting office, and finally stopped in front of the table of the Chinese Department.

Lin Nianhe: "...!"

Wang Shumei: "...!"

No way--

Sister Lan put down her luggage and handed over the admission notice: "Hello, teacher, my name is Wen Lan, a journalism major, here to report!"

A word like a thunderbolt from the blue destroyed all the illusions of Lin Nianhe and Wang Shumei.

An essay titled "The Story of a Foreign Worker Who Grinds Hezi and Plums" slowly emerged in their minds.

Although two years have passed, the deterrent effect is still there.

They both shuddered, their expressions extremely frightened.

This dark history cannot be concealed.

Lin Nianhe: "Which one of you knows how to kill someone without breaking the law?"

Wang Shumei: "Do you think it will work if I tear up her notice now?"

Su Yuncheng: "..."

First of all, intentional homicide cannot be illegal;
Secondly, trying to steal something from Wen Lan is as difficult as finding a way to intentionally kill someone without breaking the law.

Therefore, they could only watch with sadness as Wen Lan completed the reporting procedures and received the key to the dormitory.

"Hey! Surprise!"

Wen Lan jumped back in front of them, shook the key in his hand, and smiled regardless of their lives: "I said I wanted to be a writer, and I will definitely become one!"

surprise?

This word is simply not enough to describe their mood.

"Thriller" should be more appropriate.

Lin Nianhe asked tremblingly: "You want to be a writer, then why don't you just major in literature?"

In this enrollment period, in addition to journalism majors, the Chinese Department also has literature majors and classical literature majors.

With so many options to choose from, Wen Lan chose the journalism major.

Wen Lan shook her hair and raised her chin very proudly: "I asked the principal, and she told me that studying journalism is more training for me, and it won't hinder me from becoming a writer!"

Lin Nianhe: "..."

Very well advised.

I suggest you don’t suggest it next time.

The rice has become cooking, and the wood has become a boat.

Lin Nianhe and Wang Shumei's suggestions were useless.

In particular, they didn't dare to ask Wen Lan not to post that dark history essay, or even mention it - in case she had forgotten it, wouldn't mentioning it again would remind her.

Several people reported it, received the dormitory keys, and headed to the girls' dormitory.

Lin Nianhe is in Class [-] of the Physics Department, Wang Shumei is in Class [-] of the Economics Department, and Wen Lan is in Class [-] of the Journalism Department of the Chinese Department.

Su Yuncheng's Department of National Affairs only has one class.

The three girls' majors are not next to each other, and their dormitories are not the same.Wang Shumei and Lin Nianhe are on the second floor, and Wen Lan is on the third floor.

Arriving downstairs in the girls' dormitory, Lin Nianhe took his luggage and gave Su Yuncheng's key: "Go get your luggage quickly. We'll meet in the cafeteria later."

"The cafeteria is crowded. I'll be waiting for you in 10 minutes." Su Yuncheng urged her, "Hurry up, Zhong."

"it is good."