The Days of Living in a Love Apartment

Zhang Wei's Doraemon's character has not changed. He takes everything he can carry with him as much as possible, ranging from ear scoops and nail clippers to bottle openers and hair dryers, which can be borrowed from him anytime, anywhere. .

"You brought the hair dryer (Dai Qian Zhao) to the bar?"

"Wow! It's still pink like mine!"

Zhang Wei rubbed his face against the hair dryer, "I finally found what I carried with me!"

"Why are you bringing this? I've only heard of people who borrowed fire, but I haven't heard of people who borrowed wind!"

"How do you know that no one cares about my loan? If I hadn't kindly lent it to others in the toilet last time, it wouldn't have appeared here!"

"Is there anyone in the bar toilet who can use a hair dryer?" Xin Ling wondered, "Why haven't I seen it before?"

"Last time a buddy washed his hair in the toilet, and I lent him a small bag of shampoo! As a result, he ran out of it! I can use that small bag several times!" Zhang Wei gritted his teeth when he thought of this , That person doesn't know how to cherish!

Several people were speechless. . . .

Text Chapter [-] Eyelashes

Zhang Wei spent the morning in the bar with a lighter and a hair dryer

No one went to him to ask for a lighter until lunch, so I had to bring the lighter and the hair dryer back.

In the living room, teacher Yifei Zeng Tang Hao Xinling was playing checkers, and Zhang Wei recalled, "Today is the most meaningful morning I have ever had in my life! No less than eight people have come to ask me to borrow fire!"

The four rolled their eyes

"Don't tell me you're still holding that lighter! I despise you!"

"No! I was afraid that the valuables would be taken away, so I made a special trip to wait for the owner to come back, but guess what? Everyone's attitude towards me is surprisingly good!"

"After all, it's still the lighter!"

Zhang Wei smiled ripplingly, "Of course it's not just lighters! They also discussed with me, stocks, funds, golf, yachts and so on!"

"Does it feel very different?" Xin Ling turned his head

"There's no such thing! Don't talk nonsense!" Zhang Wei's twisted look made the four of them get goosebumps

Teacher Zeng rubbed his arm, "You're enjoying yourself now, do you want to go to Giorgio Armani to buy a set of clothes to go with this lighter?"

"By the way, with Ah Hao's convertible, sitting in the car would be more eloquent?"

"No... I came to ask you... Do you have any cigarettes?"

"Didn't you never smoke? For this lighter?"

Zhang Wei smiled shyly, and was guessed and thought carefully, "Yeah... I don't know how to smoke, but I can't always sit there and turn a lighter, sooner or later, people will see through it! So I want to ask you to borrow some props!"

"Okay, I have it here!" Yifei took out a drawer from one side, and it was neatly filled with a layer of cigarette boxes, all kinds of brands.

"Which brand, just pick!"

"Wow...."

Teacher Zeng looked at her with hatred, "Why are you not learning more and more? You are actually selling fake cigarettes!"

Yifei scolded him, "What nonsense! I confiscated this from the students!"

Zhang Wei leaned over and took a serious look, "Excuse me, please...Which brand is the fighter in the cigarette?"

None of the little friends smoked, and Yifei only confiscated it and never cared whether it was expensive or not. How could she answer that?

"Search the Internet for what brand of cigarettes are the most expensive, and then see if there are any in there." Tang Hao gave him an idea

"Hey, that's right!" Zhang Wei put down the hair dryer, but the lighter was still reluctant to put it down, so he squeezed it in his hand and rubbed it.

With a lighter in one hand and a mobile phone in the other, the four of them shook their heads and started to play chess again.

After a while, Zhang Wei shouted, "I have it!"

Picked up a pack of cigarettes in a Philippine drawer and ran out

Teacher Zeng's face was covered with black lines, and Zhang Wei was so frightened that the chess piece in his hand jumped to the wrong place. . .The calf is over. This step is wrong. . .

Before he could complain, Zhang Wei ran back, grabbed the hair dryer on the table and ran out

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Before he could complain, Zhang Wei ran back, grabbed the hair dryer on the table and ran out

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Then. . . . .Zhang Wei came back wearing sunglasses

sad face sitting on sofa (bcbb)

The little friends surrounded him solemnly to comfort him

"Zhang Wei, we have heard about the tragedy of your eyelashes!"

"Yeah...you didn't gain anything in this matter..."

"What harvest?"

"Although your eyelashes have been burned, but you know how to adjust the size of the flame!" Yoyo comforted. . .

Everyone looked at him speechlessly, and Zhang Wei wanted to cry even more when he heard it.