Live Beautification System

  Chapter 31 Senior Futon

Chatting with Li Xizhen about the childhood memories of participating in the summer camp, Ding Mu was about to say goodbye, and before leaving, he pointed to the rolled up bedding covered by the magazine in the corner and asked: "Why is this not covered, do you need me to help you. "

Li Xizhen said: "This, I don't need it anymore. When I lived on campus, I needed these for the one-meter-wide wooden bed. Now it's like a standard room, with ready-made bedding, and this size is not suitable. I'm going to take it to the flea market in the school and sell it casually."

   "Don't sell it, sell it to me if you want to sell it. I just haven't prepared these yet." Ding Mu stopped and said.

   "Then I'll give it to you, but this kind of polka-dot pattern seems to be used less by boys." Li Xizhen was more thoughtful.

   "How can there be! The pattern is so foreign, and the material is so comfortable. I want to buy it, but I can't buy something with this taste. I have to take it away."

  Li Xizhen said generously: "Then take it away, it just makes room for me."

  Ding Mu said goodbye and left. As soon as he got home, his mother called and told him to prepare all the things for the next day's report, make a list, and ask your uncle to see you off.

  Ding Mu patted his chest and assured that there is no problem. It’s a small thing. I have brought all the materials for the report. If the daily necessities are not enough, I can go home and get them. No need to send them off, just call a car. The school is strictly controlled and cars are not allowed in.

   Nothing to say all night.

   On the second day, Ding Mu took the big suitcase used for going abroad, stuffed it with all kinds of daily necessities, carried an Arc’teryx bag on his back, put the computer and documents, and set off. Ding Mu thought for a while, but he still didn't bring his real "alien" notebook, but an old Lenovo Thinkpad. That alien notebook is too eye-catching, and there may be some secrets, which is inconvenient.

   Asked the taxi to stop at the school gate, Ding Mu got out of the car with his luggage on his shoulders, and soon became dizzy. The campus is too big, and the buildings are all similar, so it's hard to find.

  It is the highest-level institution of higher learning in my country. There are quite a few people taking pictures along the way, but many of them are tourists who don't know what to ask.

   After finally finding someone who understood, Ding Mu realized that he shouldn't have entered through the door where the taxi stopped just now, at least 15 minutes longer.

  Ding Mu asked while walking, and finally found the freshman reception on the outdoor roadside. The medical department is very special. The senior students are not located in this campus, so there are not many welcomes, but there are many new students. Bustling, quite chaotic.

  Ding Mu exchanged the admission notice for the envelope containing the dormitory key, and was just about to go to the dormitory when he was patted on the shoulder.

   Looking back, it was Qiu Ping and Qiu Mu who were smiling.

  Ding Mu said pleasantly: "Qiu Ping, hello, Auntie."

  Mother Qiu smiled and said, "Ding Mu has grown taller again, so handsome, he came alone, did your family send you off?"

  Ding Mu also smiled back and said: "Well, my parents have gone to Shanghai, and I didn't let them come here. It's okay, I can do it myself."

  Mother Qiu encouraged: "Okay, grow up and be independent. Qiu Ping, learn from Ding Muduo. You two old classmates, take good care of each other."

  Ding Mu and Qiu Ping agreed.

   "I am 352 on the 29th floor. Qiu Ping, where do you live?"

   "I am also on the 29th floor, 441." Qiu Ping looked at the sticker on the key and said.

   "Okay, both of them have good floors, gold three and silver four. They are also quite close." Qiu's mother added.

   "Then let's go there first."

  Ding Mu dragged his luggage and walked to the dormitory building with Qiu Ping and Qiu Mu.

   Along the way, Ding Mu's mouth was sweet, and Qiu Ping's mother was so happy that she couldn't close her mouth from ear to ear. When she went downstairs, she kept trying to help Ding Mu get things.

  Ding Mulian said no, you can help Qiu Ping carry it, and went upstairs with the luggage on his own.

  As soon as he entered the building, Ding Mu found that it was okay, at least not particularly dark and humid, and there was a little sunshine, which was better than expected. Ding Mu opened the door with the key, and he was the first to come, and there was no one there yet.

  Although the room is small, it is a room for four people. It is not the most difficult bunk bed, but a new set of furniture. Taking full advantage of the high height of this old house, the bed is above the furniture combination, the wardrobe and desk are below, and there is a partition in front of the desk as a bookshelf. There is barely any storage space.

  Ding Mu saw his name on the bunk on the east side of the window, so he put his bags and boxes there. I started to worry, how can I clean up this thing, what should I do first?

When Ding Mu was struggling, a tall, thin man wearing glasses pushed open the door, and came in with a big suitcase and bag on his back. When he saw someone in the room, he smiled and introduced himself: "Hello, my name is Jin Ming. You are Ding Mu."

  Jin Ming guessed when he saw the name posted on the bunk where Ding Mu put his bags.

   "That's right, Jin Ming, hello. I just walked in."

  Jin Ming's ability to take care of himself was a little better, unloaded his luggage, opened the window, smiled at Ding Mu and said, "Then let's clean up first."

  Ding Mu nodded and said, "Okay."

  Jin Ming slapped his forehead and said: "Oops, did you bring a rag? My mother asked me to take a rag, I forgot."

  Ding Mu opened the box, and took out a folding water basin for outdoor use, and an absorbent cloth that is most suitable as a rag: "I have everything ready, and I brought two rags."

   "Brother, you really brought everything." Jin Ming grabbed the folding basin and said, "This thing is very advanced, I'll fetch water, and we'll clean up together later."

   Having a companion is different. Both Ding Mu and Jin Ming are more or less clean freaks. Each of them has a rag to wipe the bunks and tables of the four people clean and spotless.

   Just when the work was almost finished, two more roommates came in, Ji Cheng carrying the bedroll, and Ning Hua, a fat man with white flesh and porcelain.

Ji Cheng was born in a rural area, of medium stature, but very strong, with dark skin and exceptionally quick hands and feet. Ji Cheng was sent to the dormitory by his father. Seeing Ding Mu and Jin Ming helping Ji Cheng's bunk clean the table, he thanked him repeatedly. Then he took out the rag he had prepared, directed Ji Cheng to sweep and mop the floor, then quickly packed it up, and left after packing up.

  When little fat Ning Hua came in, he was basically enjoying the benefits, all he needed to do was spread the bedding.

   Several people helped each other, and quickly cleaned up the house.

   Each of them opened the closet, hung up the clothes brought over by category, and put the school supplies in their respective places. This twelve-square-meter room immediately had a warm atmosphere.

  A few people asked each other, and it turned out that they were all from the capital, Ji Cheng was from the suburb of Fangshan, and the other three were from the eighth district of the city, but their majors were different.

  Ji Cheng is pharmacy, Jin Ming is medical laboratory science, Ning Hua is preventive medicine, and Ding Mu is basic medicine.

  Most freshmen of Peking University Health Science Center spend their first year in Peking University, studying basic subjects, such as advanced mathematics, general physics, organic chemistry, inorganic chemistry, etc., and some subjects related to medicine. Classwork pressure is still relatively high.

  After chatting for a few words, Jin Ming immediately proposed: "Brothers, it's not time for chatting. Before it's still early, hurry up and pay the money and recharge the meal card. There will be more people in a while."

  The other three agreed, picked up the small bag, locked the door and set off.

  At this time, the dormitory area was already bustling with people selling thermos pots, clothes hangers, and bedding. Of course, electric kettles, which are prohibited by the dormitory, definitely did not exist.

  Several people passed through the shoulder-to-shoulder crowd, Ning Hua suddenly pointed to a booth and said, "Hey, Ding Mu, did you buy your bedding from here?"

I saw a booth set up by a man. It said Li Xizhen, the goddess of Korea, was bedding, 1,000 sets, and there were photos of Li Xizhen wearing Taekwondo uniforms and living in the dormitory. The bedding shown in the corner of the photo was really sold by the man. Same. It makes people think about it.

  Ding Mu dissatisfied: "This, this is a complete coincidence. Same style, same style."

   A few people didn't care, and made fun of Ding Mu. Ding Mu secretly took a photo and sent it to Li Xizhen.

   Li Xizhen sent back an angry expression, followed by a sentence: "Kicked his booth."

  Real-personal beautification system prompt: The beauty releases a task, asks someone to close the stall, completes and rewards 10,000 Perfect Coins, and the time limit is half an hour.

  Ding Mu cried in his heart, is there any relationship between aliens and Bangzi? Why do you always release tasks? This is the rhythm that makes me trouble on the first day of school. It is not very difficult for him to close the stall, the key is half an hour.

  After receiving the task of kicking the booth, Ding Mu stopped suddenly.

   Jin Ming who was behind almost bumped into him, hurriedly asked: "What's wrong? Forgot to bring something?"

  Ding Mu took out his mobile phone and said truthfully: "Just now I was short-handed and sent this photo to Li Xizhen. In the end, she asked me to kick that person out of business."

  Ning Hua was afraid that the world would not be chaotic, and said excitedly when he heard the words: "Do you know Li Xizhen? Are you really going to be angry at the crown and become a beauty? I support you!"

  Ji Cheng said righteously: "I have never been afraid of fighting since I was a child, not to mention he doesn't care about this matter, let's go, let's go."

Jin Ming called everyone to gather around, pushed his glasses, and said deeply: "Don't worry, don't worry, use your wits but don't use your strength, there is no need to fight at all. Let's do this. If the other party is like this, let's do this. The rest will be adaptable." Bar."

  Goddess Futon Booth.

  Ning Hua walked over and asked, "How much is the minimum?"

   "1000 is not negotiable." The stall owner said.

   "Is it the real quilt used by Li Xizhen?" Ning Hua asked.

  The stall owner glanced around, and said in a low voice: "It's definitely used, and I haven't washed it after using it. It's still fragrant. You can smell it."

   "How did you get it?" Ning Hua said in a pattern, and gestured to the three people standing behind the stall owner with his eyes.

   "This, I have my own way." The stall owner said wretchedly.

  Ning Hua took out his wallet, pretending to buy it, when the stall owner showed joy in his eyes.

  Ding Mu, Jin Ming, and Ji Cheng came over and said to Ning Hua, "I've been looking for you for a long time, why are you here, hey, this is Li Xizhen's bedding?"

  Ning Hua said: "Yes, I have always admired the goddess Xizhen, so I bought it as a souvenir."

  Ding Mu said: "How could this be true? Yesterday I saw this roll of quilt at Xizhen's place. It has the same pattern but different materials."

  The stall owner said angrily: "Hey, what's the matter with you, buy it or not, don't block my stall if you don't buy it."

  Ding Mu sneered and said: "I haven't said you yet. Using other people's portraits for profit is already an infringement of other people's portrait rights. Do you want me to call Li Xizhen and let her kick your stall?"

  The sturdy Ji Cheng also took half a step forward. When the two young men who stood seven feet tall questioned him, the stall owner suddenly became half shorter, his eyes rolled sharply, and he argued, "This is the quilt of the same style as Li Xizhen."

  Ning Hua sneered, immediately took out the recording phone, and said, "What you said just now, do you want me to play it back for you?"

At this time, the stall owner realized that he had been tricked by others, and seeing that he couldn't beat him, he didn't make sense, so he couldn't help but said in frustration: "It turns out that you are all in the same gang, I **** admit it, what do you say?" Let's do it."

   "Pack up the bed, Gewuen. Don't come to Peking University to set up a stall in the future." Ding Muyi said righteously.

   "Okay, okay, I'm leaving." The man picked up the bedroll, put it in a woven bag and left, muttering that I went back to Tsinghua University to sell it. It is said that this man was even in the news later.

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