Why do you still need to roll up after being reborn?

By the time Jiang Yan and the others finished, it was already ten o'clock in the evening.

Today is Friday, the dormitory closing time and lights out is at 10:30.

But neither Jiang Yan nor Mu Jiawen went back to the dormitory. Recently, they had become accustomed to going back to Mu's house on Fridays. Jiang Yan was enjoying cooking, and they were enjoying eating even more.

It's good to go both ways.

But Jing Junyang didn't know that they were going home to live. He thought that when they separated at the door of the cafe, he gave Jiang Yan an ambiguous wink.

Jiang Yan ignored him, and Mu Jiawen put one of her hands into his pocket with familiarity, and then was held by his big hand, and the two of them walked back slowly.

The next day, Saturday, after breakfast, Jiang Yan went to Xinyu's computer shop to deal with the large backlog of orders recently.

Without pressure, there is no motivation. In the past, the second child was accustomed to relying on Jiang Yan. Many things he didn't understand were thrown to Jiang Yan. He only dealt with those categories that he was proficient in. Most of the time, he would rather run errands than use his brain to think.

But recently, because Jiang Yan couldn't leave school, and he didn't want to watch these orders slip away, he had to ask Jiang Yan to give guidance on the phone while flipping through the books. When he met Dai Lei going to teach him, it was like seeing a savior. The two of them listened to Jiang Yan Yan explained on the phone while discussing how to repair or install the computer.

So recently, their shop has a new member, Dai Lei.

He now not only teaches his second son twice a week, he comes every day. Now, under Jiang Yan's guidance, he can assemble a desktop computer independently.

When Jiang Yan arrived, Dai Lei hadn't come yet, but he unexpectedly saw a stall selling vegetables in front of the computer shop.

Residents in the community came over one after another. The little girl weighed, collected money, and gave change with neat hands and feet. It seemed that she was used to this kind of work.

"Maomao, help me buy ten pounds of eggs when you come tomorrow."

"I want an old hen. See if you have one."

"I want."

How long has this been sold here? I'm so familiar with everyone.

Jiang Yan stood at the door and watched for a while, then opened the door and entered the shop.

"Did you recruit the vegetable seller at the door?"

If the second brother didn't allow it, she would definitely not be able to set up a stall here.

"That's right, brother, Maomao doesn't have a stall in the market, and she has to worry about urban management when selling on the roadside. It happens to be cold, and a large number of people in the community don't want to go to the market to buy vegetables, so I just let her sell here every morning. It's convenient. She herself has also made things easier for everyone, killing two birds with one stone!"

Such good intentions

Jiang Yan really wanted to ask him, do you know someone well enough to sell vegetables at the door?

What if she has three hands or has other thoughts?

But after thinking about it, I still didn’t say anything.

If you don't suffer a loss once, it will be useless no matter how much you say.

There are too many poor people in this world, and you can't help every one of them.

Outside, Maomao quickly sold out the vegetables, packed up and came in to say hello to the second brother, "Brother, my vegetables are sold out."

"You don't have to go to school today, Saturday?"

"Yes, our junior high school graduating class doesn't have a day off on Saturdays."

"Then go quickly." After thinking of something, the second brother introduced Jiang Yan to her, "This is my brother."

Maomao was very smart and immediately shouted to Jiang Yan: "Hello, Brother Tie!"    Jiang Yan:.

"Hello."

The second child smiled coquettishly and didn't explain much.

After Maomao left, Jiang Yan remembered one thing. This girl's name was Maomao. Her baby face looked like a child. She was the little sister that Jia Jia drew who escaped with her.

Especially the eyes, they are round like a cat's eyes.

But Jiang Yan didn't think much about it and just thought it was a coincidence. After all, there were many people in the world who looked alike but had nothing to do with each other.

Not long after, Dai Lei came over, and with him were Weng Minhong and Zhang Ting.

Zhang Ting smiled as soon as she saw him and said, "Monitor, I want to buy a computer. Can it be cheaper?"

Jiang Yan glanced at her and pointed to the shelf next to her, "It depends on which style you want. Brother, introduce it to her."

Computers are not yet commonplace, and less than half of their classes are equipped with computers. To Jiang Yan's surprise, except for the ones his family bought when he registered at the beginning of school, all those who got them later got them from him.

He was unexpected by the trust his classmates had in him. After all, the items costing several thousand dollars didn't even have a brand. If they didn't have extreme trust, they would have the money to burn them.

Weng Minhong had already matched it and got it from Jiang Yan. It was a notebook. So she suggested Zhang Ting get a notebook, but Zhang Ting thought it was too expensive and she wouldn't trust it in the dormitory. But you can't take it with you every day when you go out, right?

What's more, I couldn't access the Internet even if I took it outside. In the end, after weighing the pros and cons, I ordered a desktop computer costing RMB 3,500.

Dai Lei can pretend like this. He said to Zhang Ting, "If you are not in a hurry, I will send it to you in the afternoon. By the way, do you have network cables in your dormitory?"

"Yes, Weng Minhong already pulled it, just pull out another one."

I originally thought that Jiang Yan would send it there, but I didn't expect that it would be Dai Lei. The two looked at each other, feeling a little disappointed.

Zhang Ting quietly touched Wang Minhong's arm, raised her chin towards Jiang Yan, and motioned for her to speak.

Weng Minhong pursed her lips and said, "Jiang Yan, do you think our class should have an activity for Christmas next week?"

Normally, the courses at Peking University hardly give people a chance to breathe. It was a rare foreign holiday, so I thought of having an activity to relax.

"I heard that the School of Foreign Languages ​​will hold a Christmas party, and the School of Finance will also participate. Class 1 has decided to have a dinner on Christmas Eve. Do you think our class can also do something?"

Jiang Yan was studying a drawing, and his brows furrowed slightly when he heard this.

"It's not necessary. New Year's Day is just a few days after Christmas. Doesn't the school have a New Year's Day party? Just go to it."

He had never paid attention to Western festivals, and he really felt it was unnecessary, so he refused without giving Weng Minhong any room for negotiation.

The two girls were unwilling to give in. How could the foreign festival, which was held once a year, just go by without doing anything?

The two wanted to persuade the class monitor again, but Jiang Yan turned around and said, "The final exam next month, your girls' recent performance is not very satisfactory. With this in mind, why not think about how to mobilize the enthusiasm of girls to study and strive for the final exam?" Be the first in the academy."

When Jiang Yan said this, both girls looked unhappy, because several professors had said this in class a few days ago, saying that the boys in their second class generally performed well, but the girls were really unsatisfactory in comparison. It takes a lot of effort to catch up.

But if the grades of the girls in their class were to be compared with other classes, they would be able to pull them a long way. The problem is that the boys in their class are too good. Maybe because of Jiang Yan's presence, they all look like they haven't been in their senior year of high school. The results obtained from the exam can simply make a blind person’s eyes clear.

Jiang Yan probably didn't know that Class One and several other classes were secretly scolding Jiang Yan and Class Two.

Especially the monitors of several classes, because of Jiang Yan, they were all disliked by the professor. (End of chapter)