Chapter 572 Returning Home and Renting a New House
Zheng Yifeng was surprised after hearing this: "When was it written?"
"This kind of thing is not something you can write one sentence a day. Once inspiration comes, the whole song can be written in one night." Lu Yuanqiu responded.
The irony is that he actually finished writing it the night before the final exam. Perhaps he was under some pressure after reviewing for so many days in a row, and the pressure needed to be released somewhere, and creation was the best way to release the pressure.
Zheng Yifeng came up with a smile on his face: "Let me see."
"What are you looking at now... the sentences are not very parallel, I will find time to revise them later."
Finkel also came over: "Take a look first!"
"No."
Lu Yuanqiu walked forward like a shy little girl.
Zheng Yifeng and Finkel looked at each other, smiled at the same time, and followed Lu Yuanqiu.
Because he was given an exclusive wooden bowl, Lu Yuanqiu now likes to take the noodles home to eat. He has unexpectedly become a toy whose psychology is manipulated by "capital".
After all, there is a bowl in the dormitory, you can't just leave it there without using it, right? It's like buying a candlestick, you can't not buy candles, right?
Damn, was this also predicted by Capital Xia? It's really amazing.
At the Renjian Fireworks Restaurant, Lu Yuanqiu leaned against the counter and said, "Let's take away two servings of noodles as usual."
Finkel was still there, confused and struggling about what to eat for dinner. Lu Yuanqiu and Zheng Yifeng were too lazy to think about it, so they just ate a bowl of noodles without thinking and waited until they were really vomiting before deciding.
"Okay." Bai Qingxia responded.
Zheng Yifeng saw the wooden bowls piled up in the store and asked, "Can you give me a wooden bowl? I don't want to use plastic ones anymore. But I haven't collected all the cards yet, so I'll add them later."
"Of course." Bai Qingxia said, then turned around, picked out the next number from the pile of wooden bowls, and handed it to Zheng Yifeng.
Lu Yuanqiu took a closer look, picked up Zheng Yifeng's bowl and looked at it, his eyes revealing envy: "It's 007? 007 hasn't been given out yet?"
Bai Qingxia slowed down her stirring of the noodles, silently looked at Lu Yuanqiu, and explained: "Not yet... Currently, apart from yours, only five people have collected 30 cards, and they have only been sent to 006."
Zheng Yifeng turned his head: "Do you like it? Let's switch?"
Lu Yuanqiu looked at him and shook his head: "No, 001 was specially left for me by Bai Qingxia."
Lu Yuanqiu looked at Zheng Yifeng's bowl and stroked the numbers on it with his fingers. In terms of numbers alone, Lu Yuanqiu still prefers the number 007. He has liked 7 since he was a child, and he has watched so many movies since he was a child. 007 is too well-known.
But Bai Qingxia gave him 001 with the meaning of "the first one" or "the one and only", which was her intention.
"Since it's given to you, just take it." Lu Yuanqiu returned the bowl to Zheng Yifeng.
Zheng Yifeng took the bowl, glanced at Bai Qingxia, and nodded to Lu Yuanqiu: "I'll go sit over there and wait."
After Zheng Yifeng left, Bai Qingxia asked Lu Yuanqiu, "What's so good about 007?"
"It's nothing, I just watched a movie when I was a kid." Lu Yuanqiu explained with a smile.
"Oh..." Bai Qingxia pouted. She paused and said, "Bring your wooden bowl here after you finish your meal."
"Ah? Why? There's no need to change it, and there's no need to have two 007s. It would be very memorable if you engraved numbers on the bowl and gave it away in numerical order. It's better if the numbers are unique."
Bai Qingxia shook her head: "No, I can just carve something else on your bowl. I'll carve it myself to make your bowl more unique."
Lu Yuanqiu was stunned when he heard this, then smiled and said, "Actually, it's already the most special one. After all, it's the first bowl given away... What are you going to carve?"
"Emm, let me think about it. I'll give it to you after the exam."
Bai Qingxia responded to him.
When he heard about the exam, Lu Yuanqiu remembered that Bai Qingxia handed in her paper and left 30 minutes after the exam started.
"We walked pretty fast today."
Bai Qingxia responded while stirring the noodles: "Recently, because of the card collection, a lot of people came to eat noodles, and Aunt Xu couldn't take care of them all. Anyway, I can finish writing in 30 minutes, so I'm just sitting there doing nothing."
Looking at the people queuing at the door, Lu Yuanqiu rolled his eyes and asked with a smile, "How much did you earn yesterday?"
This topic seemed very exciting. Bai Qingxia couldn't hold back her smile when she heard this. She lowered her head and bit her lip, revealing an undisguised smile on her face: "Not much."
Lu Yuanqiu: "Why are you being so modest with me?"
Bai Qingxia felt embarrassed. She looked up at the people queuing nearby, stood on tiptoe, put her mouth close to Lu Yuanqiu's ear, and whispered, "Anyway, I had 2,500 yuan in my hand yesterday."
"2,500 a day, that's 70,000 to 80,000 a month."
"It's not like I earn that much every day..." Bai Qingxia muttered softly, but there was an unconcealable joy on her face.
Although Lu Yuanqiu has seen many ups and downs, he is still surprised at the speed at which Bai Qingxia makes money. If it were in the era of short videos, Bai Qingxia's noodle shop business would definitely be more popular. After all, the noodles are delicious and there is enough gimmick.
"By the way, Lu Yuanqiu, I plan to rent a new house when I go home for the holiday. It will have three bedrooms and a living room. I will have one room, my dad will have one room, and Aunt Zhang and Ranran will have one room." Bai Qingxia talked about her thoughts.
"Where is the rental?"
"Happiness?" Bai Qingxia asked in a low voice, seeking the other party's advice.
Lu Yuanqiu smiled and said, "Okay, I'll ask my dad to help you check it out later. Now, if you check it out well, Aunt Zhang and the others can move in directly."
"Okay, then I'll trouble Uncle Lu. I'll go back and give him the money."
"Um."
Lu Yuanqiu looked at the smile on the girl's face. As she was smiling, he suddenly pointed at the pot in front of her and said with a glare, "It's boiled dry! It's boiled dry!"
"ah!"
Bai Qingxia quickly reached out to turn off the fire.
Zheng Yifeng, who was sitting in his seat, looked over.
“…”
His stomach began to growl.
…
Time flies during the exam week. In the blink of an eye, it is the last exam class and the beginning of July, the middle of summer.
Lu Yuanqiu sat in the examination room, looking at his classmates' backs and letting out a silent breath.
Freshman year is finally coming to an end. A lot has happened in just one year, and I have forgotten many details. What impressed me most was the tight-paced review process in the last two weeks.
It was really tiring. Lu Yuanqiu felt a headache from memorizing so many things.
He really envied Bai Qingxia and Zheng Yifeng, two talented people. One had a photographic memory, while the other relied on understanding rather than memory.
The person in charge of the exam today is Mr. Gong Yang, who proposed the oxytocin. In the July weather, he is still wearing a flirty white shirt, and the outline of his muscles is faintly visible under the shirt.
Lu Yuanqiu felt that Teacher Gong Yang must have deliberately worn a shirt that was one size smaller.
(End of this chapter)
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