Senior sister, please stop crying. I am really not a scumbag.

Chapter 24 The shopping mall is like a battlefield

The university has already started to divide students into groups. Li Xing was surrounded by a group of girls playing "Three Kingdoms Kill", but Wang Qiang on the side watched eagerly and waited for a long time, but no one asked him to play.

He gritted his teeth and smiled awkwardly: "Are you still short of people? Add me in."

A girl said coldly: "Sorry, the place is full."

At this time, Li Xing saw Yang Hao coming, and he seemed to have grabbed a life-saving straw, and shouted: "Haozi, come quickly, fight for me."

Seeing Yang Hao coming, Li Xing was about to leave, but a girl quickly grabbed Li Xing and said, "Hey, hey, don't go, Li Xing. Sit down. Come with Yang Hao and let's play together."

Wang Qiang: "..."

Didn’t they say it was full?
But no one paid any attention to him.

He stood there awkwardly for a few minutes, and when he saw Yang Jin coming in, he walked over to chat with Yang Jin.

Li Xing smelled alcohol on Yang Hao and raised his eyebrows, "Hey Haozi, are you drunk? Why didn't you call me?"

Yang Hao joked, "I wanted to call you too. Didn't you go to the second cafeteria to have dinner with Zhang Ting?"

Li Xing's face turned green when he heard this.

Several girls also started teasing Li Xing.

If Zhang Ting really managed to catch up with Li Xing, it would be like finding a bargain at Panjiayuan in Beijing and buying real Song Dynasty blue and white porcelain for 2000 yuan.

Zhang Ting, who was sitting next to Li Xing, also smiled shyly and happily, glancing at Li Xing from time to time, which made Li Xing very confused.

……

At 8 o'clock in the evening, after self-study, Li Xing was dragged away by Zhang Ting again. He asked Yang Hao to bring him a pack of cigarettes, still Zhonghua brand, and soft ones. This time Wang Qiang didn't feel comfortable asking Yang Hao to buy cigarettes.

Yang Hao bought some cigarettes when his WeChat message rang again. It was from Jiang Li.

It's a voice message.

When I turned on the voice chat, it was Luo Ting's voice.

Luo Ting's voice was coquettish, and she called out in an exaggerated tone, "Brother Yang, Sister Jiang invites you to take a walk in the playground... Hey, what are you doing?" The following part was Jiang Li's angry voice.

Yang Hao smiled. Since he had nothing to do now, and Li Xing probably wouldn't be able to get rid of Zhang Ting for a while, he went to the playground.

When we arrived at the playground, Luo Ting and Jiang Li were sitting on the grass near the track chatting.

"Eh? Brother Yang, why didn't our Brother Shenqing come?" Luo Ting wondered.

Li Xing quarreled with Luo Ting at noon, and all he said was "I can't let my girlfriend down", "My girlfriend did this and that", "I rejected a large forest for my girlfriend, I wonder when she will understand my good intentions" and similar things.

Luo Ting was overwhelmed by what she heard, so she mocked him as "Affectionate Brother". Therefore, in Luo Ting's eyes, "Affectionate Brother" became Li Xing's nickname.

"He is being harassed by a girl in our class. He should be taking a walk at this time." Yang Hao answered honestly.

"Damn it, this bastard! No, I'll go and take a look." Luo Ting refused to accept the news. The damn Li Xing pretended to be affectionate in front of her, but then he turned around and started to mess around with the girls in the class?
Is this still available?

She had to dismantle Li Xing's lies and then mock him.

Then, Luo Ting left in a hurry.

"Give."

Jiang Li handed over a plastic bag that was steaming with his slender hand.

Yang Hao took it and saw that it was a pancake. Yes, when they met by chance outside the north school gate, Luo Ting said that she and Jiang Li were going out to find food, and said that she would bring Yang Hao a midnight snack in the evening. Don't mention it, I drank too much in the afternoon, and I vomited all the barbecue I ate after picking my throat. Now I smell the pancake, and I am really a little hungry.

After a hearty meal, the two took a walk along the quiet path.

……

At night, back in Room 429, Li Xing was taking a shower while Wang Qiang was sitting in front of the computer desk, wearing headphones and playing games intently. He seemed to be obsessed and kept yelling from time to time.

Yang Hao threw the box of Zhonghua cigarettes on Li Xing's seat.

Wang Qiang saw Yang Hao coming back, took off his headphones with a smile, walked over and took off Li Xing's cigarette without any hesitation, took out one and started smoking, and said with a smile: "Haozi, did you go out for a drink this afternoon? Why didn't you call the brothers?"

Yang Hao frowned, thinking that Wang Qiang was too rude. When Li Xing was not around, he took away Li Xing's cigarettes. So he said unhappily, "I drank with a buddy from the vocational college."

"Where did you drink it? Next time, shall we all go there for a dinner party together?"

"Over at Nanmen Bridge, there's the veterans barbecue."

Wang Qiang nodded and returned to his seat to play games again.

At this time, Li Xing came out rubbing his hair with a bath towel. When he was about to get the hair dryer, he saw that the box of cigarettes Yang Hao bought for him had been opened. He looked at Wang Qiang who was smoking, as if thinking about something, but said nothing.

After he changed his clothes, he picked up a cigarette, handed one to Yang Hao, and gave Yang Hao a wink. Yang Hao understood and followed him to the corridor outside. The two of them leaned on the railing, smoking comfortably.

Li Xing glanced into the room, then lowered his voice and said, "Haozi, Wang Qiang is a man with dirty hands."

"How to say?"

"You bought me a box of cigarettes yesterday. I left it in the dormitory when I went to study. I can't remember how many were left, but there were five or six. When I came back, there were only three left. I saw two cigarette butts in the corridor." Li Xing said solemnly.

He could still remember the difference between three and five or six.

In addition, when he smokes, he never throws cigarette butts around, let alone in the corridor.

Li Xing is not a stingy person. On the contrary, he is very generous. But he also has his own set of principles. He doesn't care about one or two cigarettes. He cares that Wang Qiang took his personal belongings without his consent.

"If it happens again, I'll give him a lecture." Li Xingmeng exhaled a large puff of smoke.

This is a rather heavy topic. Dormitory relationships are difficult to handle and are a complicated matter.

Fortunately, he changed the subject and said, "After the military training, I'll invite you to take a bath. Oh, and your buddy from the vocational college, let's introduce him to you."

"Okay."

At this time, Wang Qiang, who had just finished playing a game, took off his headphones and was wearing only a pair of shorts. He was about to take a shower and shouted to the corridor, "Brother Xing, use your shower gel and shampoo."

"Okay, you can use it."

Li Xing replied to Wang Qiang, and then said to Yang Hao: "I thought about your business plan and found it feasible. It is a bold attempt, but we can't do it blindly."

"How to say?"

"If we do it first, I guess many seniors in our school will do it too. They are more familiar with the school than we are, and they have more human resources to use than us. We might just become a foil. In addition, other colleges and universities will follow suit when they see our school doing it. In this case, we will lose a lot. As a founder, we can only get a small share. Don't you think it's a loss?"

Yang Hao had thought about this problem a long time ago, but he didn't intend to get rich from it. He just wanted to make his first pot of gold.

Li Xing: "Business is like a battlefield. In the end, we may not even be able to drink soup, but can only watch others eat meat and drink wine and divide money with a big scale. So, if we want to do it, we should do it well. There are so many universities in Xinzhou, but we can only have one in the University of Finance and Economics; we should even get our hands on the School of Media and the Vocational College."

(End of this chapter)