Zombies of the new age are troubled

Chapter 15
"Tofu bicycle." This is the only thing Wang Xiaolu can think of.

The corner of Chen Tutor's mouth twitched suspiciously, he didn't want to correct this problem at all, bean curd is bean curd!Anyway, he also likes tofu, especially tofu mixed with shallots.

"What do you think?" He briefly explained the operation method, and then went to work on his own affairs.

Wang Xiaolu touched the bean curd bicycle carefully, and in his simple mind, he kept thinking about what his instructor had said.

When she figured it out, all that was left was to operate.

The balance of this bicycle is very difficult to master, and she thinks it is even more difficult to learn than a car.

From the glass window of the office, Instructor Chen can just see his hardworking students fall and get up again, repeating the previous movements.

This was the first time he had seen a hard-working and stubborn student. The common problem of zombies is that they hate new things. The main reason is that it is too troublesome to learn.

Wang Xiaolu got up early the next day. This was her first day at work, so she had to perform well.

When she went to the office, a strange face sat in it.

Instructor Chen stood up and said to the students who entered the office: "He is my best human friend, you can call him Uncle Lin."

"Uncle Lin, it's nice to meet you." Wang Xiaolu said, the polite language that Fat Teacher had taught countless times.

Uncle Lin stood up with a smile on his face, "You are very beautiful."

"Thank you!"

Uncle Lin looked at the serious little guy who looked shy when he was praised without human beings, but he really liked it.

He hates pretentious people the most, which is why he made a lot of zombie friends.

Wang Xiaolu stood in front of a bicycle that was bigger than his mentor's, what was he thinking?
Uncle Lin repeatedly assured Teacher Chen that he would send his precious student back in one piece at night before leaving proudly. .

"This is the vehicle I use to deliver newspapers, and you sit in the back."

Wang Xiaolu sat in the back silently, and everything around her kept flashing, just like her nine years of school life.

Uncle Lin's workload is not very heavy. There are four buildings, each building has four units, and each unit has ten floors and twenty houses.

"This is the last one. What do you want to eat? Uncle Lin treats you tonight."

"Thank you Uncle Lin, no need, I still have ten days to live and eat for free."

Uncle Lin smiled, the more he looked at the little guy in front of him, the more he liked it.

"Come on, why are you being polite with you, Uncle Lin?"

Wang Xiaolu had no choice but to follow behind Uncle Lin, not to mention that it was impolite to walk first, the key point was wandering around for a day, and she had already lost her direction, let alone the way back.

Uncle Lin took Wang Xiaolu to the house he often went to. Many zombies were willing to be friends with him. The most important point was that they had the same diet. After the incident, he stopped eating meat. Thinking about it now, it has been almost 25 or six years, and he is old in a flash.

After Wang Xiaolu entered the restaurant, she became even more silent. Again, she hates crowded places, no matter humans or zombies.

Uncle Lin is only a little zombie, it's his first time eating out, and he's not used to it.

After he asked the other party if there was any favorite dish, and the other party shook his head repeatedly, he decided to order a few dishes.

As Wang Xiaolu ate, the expression on his face relaxed a lot, the taste was really good.

Uncle Lin didn't eat much. Most of the food on the table went into the stomach of the little zombie.

(End of this chapter)