Yang Niannian was indeed reluctant to leave Lu Shishen, but she also knew that the separation was only temporary and she was gilding herself.

Lu Shishen will definitely get better and better in the future. She will become good enough and will not be a drag.

From the attitude of the military wives towards her after she was admitted to Peking University, and Ding Lanying's farewell to her against her conscience, we can see how important a diploma is.

The bedroom door was open.

Yang Niannian carried her things into the room. The other two roommates' beds had been made neatly, but they were not there. Only Zheng Xinyue was sitting on a chair.

Seeing her come back, Zheng Xinyue jumped up like a ball and said excitedly.

"Nian Nian, you're back. Let me tell you, it's true that enemies always meet on a narrow road. Guess who our other two roommates are?"

Yang Niannian put the things on the bed, thought for a moment, raised an eyebrow and asked, "Could it be those two girls from yesterday?"

They had just arrived here and didn't know anyone else except the two girls. Zheng Xinyue used the phrase "enemies often meet on a narrow road" again, so it wasn't difficult to guess.

"That's them."

Zheng Xinyue put her hands on her hips and said angrily.

"What a narrow road for enemies. How did we end up in the same dormitory? The girl from the noodle shop seems to be called Qiao Jinxi, and the one from the hotel is called Meng Ziyu. You didn't know since you weren't there at the time. As soon as she came in, she rolled her eyes at me. Her expression looked like she deserved a beating. Just thinking about seeing her face every day gives me a headache. Should we switch dormitories?"

"Now that new students are entering the school, the dormitory manager is quite busy and may not have the time to take care of so many things. We haven't had any arguments with them. I don't think the dormitory manager will agree to change dormitories for this reason. She may even think we are too troublesome." Yang Niannian said carefully.

As the two were talking, Qiao Jinxi and Meng Ziyu came back.

As the saying goes, the enemy of my enemy is my friend, within two or three hours, the two of them were hanging out together like long-time friends.

Seeing Yang Niannian appear in the dormitory, Meng Ziyu rolled his eyes and sat on the bed to chat with Qiao Jinxi.

It seems that Qiao Jinxi's family conditions are not as good as Meng Ziyu's, so she has been trying to please and flatter her.

Seeing Meng Ziyu taking out a pair of new shoes from her luggage bag, she said enviously.

"Tzuyu, your shoes are so beautiful. They must have cost a lot of money, right?"

"Need I say more?" Meng Ziyu looked proud, "This is what my dad bought for me when he was on a business trip to Vancouver. My dad has been to many places. My dad is the director of a canning factory. The boss thinks highly of my dad and often invites him out for dinner."

When she said this, she deliberately glanced at Yang Niannian and Zheng Xinyue.

Yang Niannian thinks that one should be low-key when studying, so she dresses simply. Zheng Xinyue is usually carefree and doesn't pay much attention to her clothes.

In Meng Ziyu's eyes, their dress and appearance are not much different from those of poor students.

Even though she heard Meng Ziyu say several times that her father was the factory director, Qiao Jinxi still pretended to be surprised and envious.

"No wonder you are so charming. It turns out your father is so capable. It would be great if my father was also a factory director."

Meng Ziyu’s vanity was greatly satisfied, and she continued, “My mother also has a job, she is the head nurse of the hospital.”

Suddenly remembering that Qiao Jinxi had never mentioned her parents, he glanced at her and asked, "What do your parents do?"

When she was studying in her hometown, Qiao Jinxi could always proudly say that her father was a teacher. Now she didn’t know why, and she always felt a little bit unable to open her mouth.

"I'm asking you a question. Is it that hard to answer?"

Meng Ziyu urged impatiently. The more Qiao Jinxi didn't want to talk, the more she wanted to listen. The reason she didn't talk was simply because her parents' work was not up to standard.

Qiao Jinxi pulled the corner of her mouth and said, "My father is a teacher in town, and my mother doesn't have a job. She usually takes care of the children and takes care of the vegetable garden."

“Is it a substitute teacher?” Meng Ziyu said with contempt, “I have a relative who is a substitute teacher in the countryside. He said that most of the teachers in small towns are substitute teachers hired by the school. They don’t have much money and can’t even support their families.”

Qiao Jinxi’s face was burning, although what Meng Ziyu said was true, she felt her self-esteem was trampled on the ground when it was pointed out so directly, and she just wanted to find a family with worse conditions than hers to compare with and pull back a little dignity.

She bit her lip, looked towards Yang Niannian, and asked in a friendly tone, "What do your parents do for a living?"

Before Yang Niannian and Zheng Xinyue could say anything, Qiao Jinxi said softly, "Since we live together, it's fate. Let's shake hands and make peace! Let's put the unpleasant things in the past behind us! What do you think?"

Meng Ziyu’s eyes almost rolled up to the roof, and he sneered without saying a word.

Zheng Xinyue immediately rolled her eyes as well. Who wouldn’t roll their eyes?

Yang Niannian found what Qiao Jinxi said interesting. What does it mean to shake hands and make peace?

They didn't have an argument in the hotel, did they?

When they were in the noodle shop, Lu Shishen also helped Qiao Jinxi.

Why did Qiao Jinxi make it sound as if everyone had a conflict before and Qiao Jinxi was very magnanimous and didn't care about it?

Yang Niannian will not be led by the nose just because of Qiao Jinxi's good attitude.

"If I remember correctly, we didn't seem to have any conflicts, so there's no question of shaking hands and making peace, right?"

Zheng Xinyue also reacted and immediately agreed, "That's right, I just refused your request to live in the same room with you, and I didn't quarrel with you."

“…”

Qiao Jinxi had seen how powerful Yang Niannian was, and apologized immediately, "I used the wrong words, please don't mind."

Meng Ziyu was a little unhappy when she saw Qiao Jinxi was so useless, so she stood up and asked.

"I'm going to eat, do you want to come?"

"Go." Qiao Jinxi stood up and turned to ask, "Do you want to come together?"

Yang Niannian refused indifferently, "You guys go ahead! I'll pack my things first."

If you are not the same kind of people, just don't bother each other. There is no need to maintain a superficial plastic flower relationship.

Qiao Jinxi was a little disappointed, "Is that so? Then we'll go first."

Meng Ziyu has a very bad temper as a young lady and speaks disrespectfully.

Qiao Jinxi originally thought that if she could play with Yang Niannian and Zheng Xinyue, it would mean that the three of them were of one mind, and even if Meng Ziyu was a tiger, she would have to lie down.

Now that Yang Niannian didn’t accept her olive branch, she could only continue to stand with Meng Ziyu.

As soon as the two of them left, Zheng Xinyue pinched her waist and complained, "Oh my, look at that Meng Ziyu, it's so funny, her father is just a factory director, and you see how arrogant she is, as if her father is the emperor, I want to go up and slap her."

Yang Niannian, “Just wait! If Meng Ziyu doesn’t change her temper, she will suffer sooner or later. There are so many rich people in Jing City.”

She handed the snacks to Zheng Xinyue and said, "Put these snacks away and eat them when you feel hungry."

Zheng Xinyue took the snacks, put a fried dough twist in her mouth, then put the snacks on the table, slurped her saliva and said.

"While we still have time, let's go outside and see if there's anything delicious to eat."

Yang Niannian also perked up, "I'll take you to the snack street to eat some snacks."

"Let's go!" Zheng Xinyue jumped like a monkey, dragging Yang Niannian out.

It was the beginning of the school year and also lunch time, so the streets were filled with students.

Zheng Xinyue's eyes were full of food, but Yang Niannian was thinking about what small business could be developed here.

I have a lot of free time in college, and it would be a shame not to do something part-time.

She was so absorbed in observing that she accidentally bumped into someone walking towards her.