God of Life

Wang Yan listened to Zhang Cheng's warning, but he didn't take it seriously.

Just kidding, brother can move freely among the beautiful women in the imperial dance, flashing open, are you afraid of a small normal college? !

However, there is a difference between the two schools after all. President Wang, you will know later.

Walk along the path outside the playground to the 111th bedroom building.

Wang Yan looked at the building sign and sighed, "Good Feng Shui."

"Don't panic!" Zhang Cheng corrected seriously. "You can rest assured, as long as it is not soft, the boys in our school will not find the object."

Wang Yan felt quite reasonable and asked casually: "How about that single boy?"

"Uh... a lot..." Zhang Cheng was a little embarrassed.

"what?"

"Go, your bedroom is on the third floor!"

Zhang Cheng quickly interrupted and fled in a hurry.

Wang Yan knew there must be something in it, but he was not in a hurry, and he was very stable.

Whatever the demons and monsters, you traverse all the way to see who dares to stop!

"It's here, your bedroom is here, the keys are in your bed, student, then I'm gone!"

Zhang Cheng sent Wang Yan to the door of the bedroom, and he retreated in a hurry without saying anything about leaving a contact, making a friend or something.

Come on, then bye.

Pushing the door open, the house is bustling.

In a six-person bedroom, there are already three places full of salutes when going to bed and under the table. More than seven people are busy.

Seeing Wang Yan pushing the door in, the middle-aged man holding his hand behind the door greeted first: "Hello classmate, are you also in this bedroom?"

"Hello." Wang Yan nodded. "My name is Wang Yan."

Going generously, nodded when everyone looked at each other, and the voice was good.

Bed No. 3, with balcony on the left.

Leave everything behind, lean on the desk, and look at everyone again.

One of the three peers didn’t do anything. The family was busy watching the family. The father was holding his hand at the door of the bedroom. He was standing at the door of the balcony with great understanding.

A glance at each other, the buddy smiled, revealing two huge large fangs, like a chestnut that had never gnawed a stone.

"My buddy, my name is Wang Yisong. What's your name for this year?"

"Wang Yan, according to the virtual age, 19."

When Wang Yan answered, he quickly judged Wang Yisong.

Not afraid of birth, young master character, relative self, unknown temper, native.

There are a total of four parents in the room, and three of them came with him, as if the parents had added a driver.

In addition, the height is really high, it must be 185, that is too thin, I am afraid it is less than 130 pounds, dangling like a bamboo pole.

The classmates who packed their bags on the opposite bed finally caught up, and immediately looked up.

"My name is Wang Shouzhong, a guard like a jade, and the middle out, the Meihe people in Ji province."

This buddy's northeastern dialect has a strange smell, which is very different from Lu Yuanyuan.

The facial features are pretty, and the thin eyebrows and white eyes are particularly clean, but when they smile, they are almost insignificant.

In particular, the self-introduction is so unsightly, I don’t know that it is the daily Lippi used to blurt out, or the kind of character that does not want to do anything.

Wang Yan, such a wave of people, could not help shaking his head.

A girl making a bed on the next bed raised her head sharply, frowning tightly.

Wang Yan saw the girl's face for the first time and couldn't help but stunned.

Hey, so beautiful!

Wang Yan, who is accustomed to beauties, feels pretty, and one can imagine what level of girl she is.

The eyebrows are like Yuandai, the eyes are like autumn water, the green silk is like a waterfall, and the little lips are like cherry blossoms.

The beauty is very classic, but it is not the delicateness of Jiangnan women during the Ming and Song Dynasties, but more of the bright atmosphere of the Datang period.

95 points, at least.

Wang Yan felt very surprised, but didn't look too much, nodded politely, and turned his eyes to the last one to sleep with him.

The first impression is very handsome.

A 90-point boy is on the same level as Lao Han.

It's a bit cold.

Unlike Wang Yan's stretched out cold, that buddy was more like a facial paralysis. When he greeted Wang Yan, his eyebrows didn't move.

"My name is Song Chen, majoring in economics. Hello."

Wang Yan laughed: "Should they all be classmates in economics?"

"I am." Wang Yisong said coolly.

"Well, the same!" Wang Shouzhong started laughing again.

"Oh." Song Chen nodded, and then hesitated. "Then... will we have a meal?"

Yo, this cool guy has a warm heart?

Wang Yan suddenly found it very interesting. The three classmates who are currently appearing are very interesting.

If you can do it well, let’s just say it for a while, at least the days will not be too boring.

So he nodded with a smile: "Okay."

"No, don't you? Hey, is there a barbecue restaurant in Star City?"

"I'm from Xingcheng, but I'm not very familiar with Xingsha. I don't know if there is a barbecue. Otherwise, Xiangyu at the door? I would like to try some authentic Hunan dishes."

When the girl was staring directly at her, Wang Yisong's words suddenly increased. It is likely that these words have been brewing in her heart for a long time, but only after finding a suitable opportunity to speak.

Wang Yan glanced at Wang Yisong and found that the buddy was holding his thumb with his index finger. Obviously, the true state of mind was not easy.

Huh?

So, that girl is Song Chen’s sister, not his girlfriend?

Wang Yan quickly made an inference, just because Wang Yisong should not be eager.

It's not good to say, but the logic is definitely no problem.

Suddenly Wang Yan's mood became very good, and he felt that his skills in observing and observing his speech had improved.

This is not a hang of the system, but a real self-improvement.

When Wang Yan observed everyone, there were also people watching him.

Of the four boys, Wang Yan is not the most handsome, the most flamboyant, or the most individual, but the most conspicuous.

Standing at the table, the quiet but not disrespectful cast attention on everyone. At that time, there was obviously a quiet aura enveloping the teenager.

The bedroom seemed to be dug out suddenly. The one that belongs to everyone is busy and complicated. The one that belongs to Wang Yan is quiet but not to be overlooked. It feels very split.

The teenagers' perception is not keen enough, and no difference can be detected, but Wang Yisong's father is different, and he pays more and more attention to this luxury teenager.

"Everyone is Songsong's classmates. Since your parents didn't follow you, uncle should do the friendship of the landlord today. You can say whatever you want, don't be polite!"

A wave of pride will set the tone for today's dinner.

After Wang Yisong’s mother was busy, she finally got a little leisure, and immediately followed up: "Yes, you will be a roommate for 4 years in the future. Unity and love will start today, walk around, go all, let’s eat !"

Wang Shouzhong can do anything, it seems there is no opinion.

Song Chen glanced at the girl, looking a little embarrassed, maybe it was parents who were not willing to trouble classmates.

Wang Yisong's mother joked heartily: "Why, do you two sisters think it's too restrictive to eat with us?"

Sure enough, it's sister...

Wang Yan nodded secretly and was in a good mood~www.readwn.com~ It's not because of the classmate's sister, but just proud of his progress.

Believe it or not, Wang always believes anyway.

Song Chen was obviously not very good at refusing and responded a little flustered: "No, uh... mainly because I don't want to trouble you too much..."

"What's the trouble! It's not troublesome at all. Song Song still has more time to rely on your care!"

The Queen Mother smiled with great enthusiasm. When she spoke, she was watching Sister Song Chen for half the time. The kind of likes and satisfactions in her eyes were about to overflow.

Yo, you are now thinking about choosing a daughter-in-law for your son?

Wang Yan raised his eyebrows, and was surprised and interesting in his heart.

Of course, the fact may be less than that, that is, like, want to touch, or check for the son.

That meaning is well hidden, at most it can make people feel vaguely, not very straightforward.

Father Wang is also persuading, but the target is Wang Yan.

"Small words, can you eat spicy? The spicy seeds in Shonan can be very powerful, can't we eat your hometown restaurant."

Ah!

This father and mother are really worried, one is interested in other sisters, the other is interested in me...

Wang Yan immediately changed his mind and suddenly did not want to go.

Dealing with adults is too tiring and sees no benefits.

With a certain idea, the smile immediately faded.

"Uncle Wang, you see, my things haven't been packed yet. I don't think so. Let's wait for those two classmates, no matter whether they come today or not, the four of us go out alone to gather together at night to talk about boys Topic. What do you think?"

In a word, Wang Yisong's expression changed suddenly.

My day!

If you don’t want to eat, why set the table? !

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