Some people played the flute, some played the erhu, and some performed Errenzhuan. The bursts of laughter pushed the atmosphere of the party to a climax.
Among the new educated youth, there was also a beautiful female comrade who bravely stood up, took off her cotton coat, and only wore a thin cotton sweater. She danced a classical dance for everyone without fear of the cold.
Although there was no accompaniment, she had a slim figure, a soft waist, and was very graceful. Her every move, every frown and every smile was so beautiful that people could not take their eyes off her.
When the dance ended, the audience burst into warm applause.
Before the welcome meeting was over, the name of this female comrade named Zheng Wenjing had already spread throughout the company and she had become the most popular female educated youth in the company.
After the welcome meeting, everyone returned to the educated youth dormitory.
Including Yun Qiao, there are eight new female educated youth in this group, which is the same number as the previous female educated youth.
Because Yun Qiao arrived early, she had already tidied up and prepared for bed while others were still making their beds.
She only took off her outer clothes and lay down in her autumn clothes and autumn pants. Zheng Wenjing beside her suddenly called her with a look of disgust: "Hey, don't you wash your feet before going to bed?"
"First of all, my name isn't Hello." Yun Qiao didn't answer, but corrected her: "Everyone has just introduced themselves. Comrade Zheng Wenjing, if you don't remember my name, I can repeat it to you."
"Ye Yunqiao, I can just call you Ye Yunqiao." Zheng Wenjing rolled her eyes. "Can you answer my question now? Why don't you wash your feet before going to bed? Do you know that this is unhygienic?"
"Secondly, I washed my feet."
"I don't believe it." Zheng Wenjing crossed her arms and stared at her arrogantly. "Not only do I not believe it, no one else will believe it. You took off your shoes and got on the kang. It doesn't look like you've washed your feet at all. If you don't believe me, ask other people."
The other female educated youth did not respond and pretended not to hear the argument between the two.
After all, everyone had just arrived in this place and didn't know each other's personalities. No one wanted to offend anyone over a small matter, so it was safest to not help either side.
"If it's washed, it's washed. If you don't believe me, then I can't help it." Yun Qiao felt that Zheng Wenjing didn't deliberately look for her. She had thought that she was a good dancer and must be a good person too. But it turned out that judging people by appearance is not a good idea. She was wrong.
Yun Qiao was too lazy to pay attention to her and was about to lie down after saying that.
Zheng Wenjing grabbed her arm and stopped her from lying down: "You're lying."
"What are you lying about? Just because someone washed my feet? Why would I do that?" Yun Qiao shook her arm off with his backhand. "Are you okay?"
Zheng Wenjing's wrist hurt from being grabbed, and she glared at her angrily: "You are unhygienic, and I can't say anything?"
Yun Qiao was speechless and asked her, "But you don't believe me, so what do you want?"
"I want you to wash your feet. I feel sick if you sleep next to me without washing your feet."
"I said I washed it."
"Wash it again after you've washed it."
Yun Qiao was so angry that he laughed.
She thought about something and simply nodded: "Okay, I'll wash it again. For the sake of fairness, you have to wash it too."
Zheng Wenjing snorted softly: "I will definitely wash it. I'm not like some people who don't care about hygiene!"
Yun Qiao put on his clothes, got off the kang and walked out of the room. After a while, he came back into the room with a small basin of warm water. In front of Zheng Wenjing, he put his feet in the basin and rubbed them back and forth several times.
"Is this okay?"
Zheng Wenjing finally nodded in satisfaction: "Okay."
Yun Qiao: "Now it's your turn."
"It's my turn now." Zheng Wenjing snorted lightly, raised her chin beautifully, and went out with the washbasin.
Yun Qiao sat at the head of the bed, folded his arms and sneered.
As expected, half an hour later, Zheng Wenjing returned with an empty basin, looking devastated: "Ye Yunqiao, why is there no hot water in the bathroom?"
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