The dragon is alive

Chapter 11

Although Yang Wenlong was born in a poor family, he saw contempt and contempt in the eyes of the five people.But he is not an ignorant person, you can't let the dog bite, you have to take a bite back, so Yang Wenlong said with a smile: "It doesn't matter, in fact, I am here to pay for the registration. I saw your reception card I just came here, I think you are all senior sisters and buddies from Fu University."

As the saying goes, you don't hit a smiling person with your hand. The five people saw that this country bumpkin was not angry because of Xiaoya's words, and he was actually a freshman of Fu University.Several people looked at him at the same time. He was 1.7 meters tall and was wearing a gray short-sleeved casual shirt.A pair of black trousers and a pair of washed white sneakers.With a crew cut and a faint smile on his face, his appearance is neither handsome nor ugly, and he looks a bit delicate.If there are two lumps protruding from the chest with long hair, it looks like a woman with a big canvas bag on her back.

"This classmate, can you prove that you are a freshman of Fu University?" A boy stepped forward and asked, and the others nodded slightly, as if they were waiting for him to show proof.

"Hehe, of course there is, you wait." After finishing speaking, Yang Wenlong put down his backpack, opened it and rummaged through it a few times, then took out the notification letter and handed it to the boy who spoke.

When the boy opened his acceptance letter, the other four people also surrounded him, wanting to see what happened. "Ah! Yang Wenlong, the school director specified to receive freshmen, those whose college entrance examination scores were one point less than the total score." The girl named Xiaoya was surprised when she saw Yang Wenlong's admission notice.

At this time, the five people who had read his admission notice looked at the old-fashioned freshmen in front of them again, but Yang Wenlong still did not change at all, with a faint smile on his face, as if this was his professional smile.

"Haha, sorry, welcome, Yang Wenlong," the boy said as he handed the admission notice to Yang Wenlong.

"It's okay, I don't know what should I do next?"

"Come on, come here and sit for a while, there may be other freshmen arriving later, it's still early, and the pick-up bus won't arrive until ten o'clock," another boy said.

After Yang Wenlong sat down, the five talents re-introduced themselves. Yang Wenlong didn't bother to remember the names of the three boys, but he remembered the names of the two girls very clearly. One was Zhang Xiaoya and the other was Li Jia.Yang Wenlong sat obediently beside the five of them, looked down at the ground, and moved his fingers.He didn't strike up a conversation with the five people, but the five people still glanced at him from time to time, but they didn't talk to him, they talked about themselves.

After sitting for about ten minutes, I remembered a piece of Zhu Bajie's reciting his wife's music. "Sister Jiajia, why are you still using that old-fashioned caller music?"

It turned out that there was an incoming call from Li Jia's mobile phone, and she didn't answer Zhang Xiaoya's words. She took out a small pink foldable mobile phone, opened the cover and put it to her ear: "Hello, what's the matter? Just come back." Putting down the phone, Li Jia said to several people: "The school director specially called to ask us if we heard him, and asked us to take him back immediately, saying that he had something to tell him."

Yang Wenlong didn't know why a director of a noble school had to meet him in person, and the five of them didn't understand what the old-fashioned freshman in front of him had to do with the school director.

"Who will take him back first?" Li Jia asked the four of them, they all looked at Yang Wenlong who was sitting beside him with his head bowed in a daze, but no one answered Li Jia's words.

"Hey! Forget it. I'll take him back. I'll leave this place to you. The pick-up bus won't arrive until ten o'clock. You should treat the new students well."

"But, Li Jia, you..." A boy didn't want Li Jia to take Yang Wenlong back, so he wanted to stop him.

Li Jia glanced at him, didn't say anything but smiled, turned to Yang Wenlong and shouted: "Yang Wenlong, since you are the first one, we are afraid that you have been waiting here for a long time, so I will take you back to the school to register first. You Let’s see if you put your bag here and wait for the pick-up car to come, and let them take it for you, or carry it on your back now?”

In fact, Yang Wenlong, who was sitting at the side, had already heard their conversation clearly. He could even hear the voice of the school director on Li Jia's phone. clear.

"I'll go to school with you with my bag on my back." Yang Wenlong picked up his big bag, said hello to the other four, and left with Li Jia.Yang Wenlong didn't go far and saw a lot of breakfast shops on the street, so he said to Li Jia: "Well, senior sister, I want to eat something, look."

"Well, I know there is a very delicious restaurant here, the breakfast there is very special, I will take you there to eat!" Li Jia smiled and recommended it to Yang Wenlong.But as soon as he heard about restaurants, he knew that these places must be places where there is not enough to eat and expensive. Besides, beauties like Li Jia like it, which further illustrates this point.

"Senior sister, I don't think so. Look, there is a steamed bun shop there. I'll go there to eat. I wonder if you have breakfast?"

"I've eaten, since you want to go there, you can do whatever you want." Li Jia also saw Yang Wenlong's scruples, but when she followed her to the bun shop.Looking at the sanitary environment around him, he was about to stop Yang Wenlong when he asked loudly, "Boss, how much is a steamed bun?"

"Five cents"

"What about the porridge?"

"One yuan a bowl."

"Okay, give me ten steamed buns and a bowl of porridge."

"Do you want to eat here or take away?" the boss replied.

"Of course we eat here." Yang Wenlong found a seat and sat down: "Senior sister, please wait for a while, come on, here is a stool, sit for a while." Li Jia saw that Yang Wenlong had already called for breakfast, She didn't say anything, walked to a stool that Yang Wenlong had prepared for him and sat down, but her expression was obviously unnatural.

After a while, ten steamed buns and a bowl of porridge were brought up. Yang Wenlong picked up a steamed bun and said, "Sister, would you like a steamed bun?"

Li Jia replied with a wry smile: "No need, take your time." Then, under Li Jia's strange eyes, Yang Wenlong started to make ten steamed buns, basically one for three, and it was resolved in a few minutes. Seeing Yang Wenlong's eating, Jia couldn't help but twitched the corners of his mouth a few times, thinking: "Where did this country bumpkin come from, he can eat better than pigs."

Not only did Li Jia have an idea, but the busy boss who saw Yang Wenlong eat so many steamed buns swallowed a few mouthfuls of saliva, and even touched his stomach subconsciously. He has been in the steamed bun business for more than ten years, see People who eat six or seven steamed buns in a few minutes have never seen anyone who can eat ten steamed buns. Everyone knows that steamed buns are smaller and have holes in them, but steamed buns don't.

After finishing the food, Yang Wenlong wiped his mouth and said, "Well, it's almost there, senior sister, let's go!" After paying the money, the two left under the blank eyes of the boss.

(End of this chapter)