I really don't want to be reborn

Gao Jialiang didn't think there was anything wrong with it, and Wang Zibo didn't take it seriously except for being envious of the phone.

There were too many empty rooms in the university, so they naturally didn't expect that Chen Hansheng's success in 101 and 102 required not only operation and coordination, but also a certain amount of luck.

Chen Zhaojun and Liang Meijuan were about to mature a lot. When they knew that these two vacant houses belonged to Chen Hansheng within a year, they realized that their son had really made a name for themselves.

"Xiao Chen, this pot of green radish is so beautiful."

Xiao Rongyu had heard about these things, so she focused on other aspects, and accidentally saw the green radish by the window.

"Yeah, I think it's pretty too."

Chen Hansheng answered without beating his heart.

"The girl gave it to you?"

Xiao Rongyu suddenly raised his head, his long and charming eyes were full of water.

Chen Hansheng waved his hand calmly, and asked righteously: "How could it be given by the girl just now? Do you think her temperament is like someone who raises green radishes?"

Shang Yanyan's temperament tends to be impetuous and coquettish, and she really doesn't look like a girl who takes care of plants with her heart, so Xiao Rongyu is a little relieved.

But when she thought about it, she felt that it was wrong. She obviously asked if this pothos was given by the girl, but she didn't ask if it was given by the girl just now.

At this time, the administrator of Building F came over and asked if there were some tables and chairs here, and Xiao Rongyu didn't pursue it any further.

Chen Hansheng took Gao Jialiang and Wang Zibo to move things. Of course, these tables and chairs will not be brand new, and there are some traces of smudges on them.

But Chen Hansheng also has a way, just buy some tablecloths and cover them.

One is to save costs. Chen Hansheng only has 4000 yuan in funds now, so he naturally wants to save some money.

The second is that Building F 101 and 102 are both entrepreneurial bases and communication centers. In addition, the traffic in the parking lot is already large, and too luxurious decoration is not suitable. There are a few tables where you can sit, chat, and do business. up.

Yu Yueping, deputy secretary of the Youth League Committee, greeted him very well. The administrator meant that there were enough tables and chairs, and Chen Hansheng was not polite. In addition, seeing some half-person-high potted plants being replaced downstairs, he asked: The branches and leaves are luxuriant, how can I change it?"

The administrator took out a cigarette and prepared to light it: "This is the meaning of the leader of the school. The 50th anniversary is coming, and all of them must be replaced with new ones."

Chen Hansheng nodded. As expected, this kind of celebration is all serious and formal, and he went through the motions in a down-to-earth manner. He also took out his social cigarette.

Chen Hansheng usually carries two packs of cigarettes, one pack is the Red Jinling he often smokes, and the other is hard Zhonghua for social use, and this pack of hard Zhonghua has not been opened.

"Come on, take mine."

Chen Hansheng greeted.

The administrator saw Chen Hansheng took out Zhonghua, knew it was a good cigarette, and waited to give himself one.

However, after Chen Hansheng tore open the package, he put one in his mouth, and then stuffed the rest of the packs to the administrator.

"Hey, hey, hey."

The administrator is also a little embarrassed.

Chen Hansheng helped the administrator light a fire again, and then said: "Can these replaced potted plants be moved away? Of course, I won't take them back. I will put them in 101 and 102."

The administrator was a little hesitant, but he weighed Zhonghua in his hand, thought for a while and said, "If you are not a student cadre of the Youth League Committee, I really won't agree. You can't tell others."

"Of course, thank you Uncle."

Chen Hansheng was not actually a student cadre of the Youth League Committee, but the administrator thought it was Yu Yueping personally saying hello, and Chen Hansheng must be a member of the Youth League Committee.

"Actually, it's not bad to go to the Youth League Committee to mix up your identity."

Chen Hansheng suddenly came up with such an idea, but the youth league committee is considered the superior department of the student union, and it is enough to enter the student union with the approval of the head of the student union, but the interview of the youth league committee needs the approval of the teacher.

The administrator has quite a lot of tools here. Chen Hansheng borrowed a small cart, picked some beautiful potted plants and transported them directly to 101 and 102 for placement.

Not only that, Chen Hansheng felt that some rockery rocks were also good, so he simply moved them to the car together.

Gao Jialiang was not happy: "Did you fool us here to help you work?"

"You have also seen the quality of girls in our school."

Chen Hansheng patted Gao Jialiang on the shoulder: "You help me move things, and I'll introduce a girlfriend to your lovelorn roommate."

"Am I that kind of person?"

Gao Jialiang dismissed Chen Hansheng very disdainfully, and then walked to a piece of wax stone: "This piece looks good, let's move it back together."

101 and 102 were originally empty rooms, but after the tables, chairs and potted plants were put in, they immediately became popular.

In particular, those rockery rocks are placed on the bluestone slabs outside to set off the existing garden, creating a park atmosphere.

Liang Meijuan was a little dazed: "Didn't you talk about moving the table, why did you come back with so many things?"

Old Chen smoked a cigarette leisurely, his son's unscrupulous personality, and his coordination ability beyond his age, gradually made his way in the small society of the university.

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Chapter 70

In the evening, Liang Meijuan invited the group of college students to dinner at the Yiwu Commodity Center, and then Wang Zibo and Gao Jialiang from Xianning Campus went back by car first, followed by two other high school female students.

Chen Hansheng and Xiao Rongyu were the last to leave. They chatted in the hotel room until after 9 o'clock before going back, and decided on tomorrow's itinerary by the way.

Chen Hansheng actually wanted to be lazy, but this is his own parents, and he must accompany him all the way when he is not in class, Xiao Rongyu just went to eat and play.

"Old Chen, have you noticed something?"

When only the husband and wife were left in the room, Liang Meijuan suddenly said mysteriously.

"what?"

"Is Xiao Yu'er talking about friends with our little bastard?"

Chen Zhaojun had seen the two people eating candied haws on the street with his own eyes, but he was relatively stable. Unless Chen Hansheng personally said that his relationship with Xiao Rongyu had been confirmed, he would not talk about it.

"How do I know this, don't think too much about it, maybe it's just two classmates."

Chen Zhaojun persuaded seriously.

Liang Meijuan rolled her eyes at her husband: "I'm not blind, and Xiao Yu'er asked Han Sheng to help her with food during meals. Can the relationship between classmates be so close?"

"Moreover."

Liang Meijuan suddenly remembered another thing: "A while ago, Xiao Hongwei and Lu Yuqing suddenly invited us to dinner, but they didn't say anything specific. At that time, I was still a little puzzled, but today I finally got some clues."

Chen Zhaojun didn't want to follow the gossip, turned over and said, "Turn off the lights and go to sleep, you have to get up early tomorrow."

"Go and close it yourself."

Liang Meijuan hummed and said, "It's hard to wait for the young one to go to college, but the old one still wants me to take care of him."

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The next day, Chen Hansheng got up early. He had to print some part-time job flyers first, and then went to have dinner with his parents.

Everyone else in the dormitory was sleeping deeply, but Jin Yangming was lying sideways on the bed, sending messages with dark circles under his eyes.

"Lao Liu, didn't you sleep all night?"

Chen Hansheng asked strangely.

Jin Yangming nodded, and his expression was still a little excited: "Brother Chen, I found that my charm is still possible. Shang Yanyan rejected me, because she rejected a treasure boy."

"how do I say this?"

"Last night, a girl named Ah Liang suddenly sent me a message, saying that since she met me in the cafeteria, she wanted to be friends with me. We chatted all night and found that there are many similarities in hobbies and interests. place."

Chen Hansheng changed his clothes calmly: "Then you take care of it, I will go out to do something."

After Chen Hansheng and the owner of the printing shop expressed their request, they hurried to the hotel where Liang Meijuan was staying.

Xiao Rongyu had already arrived early, and she was a little upset because Chen Hansheng didn't wait for her at the school gate in the morning.

However, when they met Chen Hansheng in a black down jacket and himself in a light pink one, Xiao Rongyu smiled sweetly and immediately forgot about these little things.

Today's plan is very tight. In the morning, I plan to go to the Confucius Temple Qinhuai River Sightseeing Belt, eat a special snack there at noon, go to Sun Yat-sen Mausoleum in the afternoon, and then return to Jiangling in the evening.

However, the plan will never keep up with the changes. Who would have thought that Liang Meijuan and Xiao Rongyu would be directly attracted by the dazzling array of jewelry shops on Confucius Temple Street.

In the end, the four of them were divided into two groups. Chen Zhaojun walked behind holding Liang Meijuan's woolen coat, Chen Hansheng walked behind holding Xiao Rongyu's down jacket, and Liang Meijuan and Xiao Rongyu walked in front arm in arm.

Under Xiao Rongyu's down jacket is a white tight-fitting cotton sweater, with a pair of short boots under his feet, coupled with a classic and exquisite melon-seeded face and a figure of more than 1 meters, those foreigners on the Qinhuai River frequently cast attention .

A few hooligans hanging around the Confucius Temple wanted to strike up a conversation, but they saw Chen Zhaojun and Chen Hansheng following behind.

Chen Zhaojun is better, just an ordinary middle-aged uncle in the office.

Chen Hansheng's demeanor was different, with one hand on his hip, with his clothes open unscrupulously, looking at the bustling crowd with impatience on his face, the corners of his eyes still twitched from time to time.

After Chen Hansheng noticed a few gangsters, he smiled at them indifferently.

These hooligans were also cowardly, and they gave up after discussing it.

The fighting power of the middle-aged women and the young and beautiful girls was astonishing. They wandered around until three o'clock in the afternoon, and finally were dragged to eat by Chen Hansheng, who was too hungry to hold on.

Looking at it this way, the travel plan for the Sun Yat-sen Mausoleum is definitely going to be ruined, so I might as well spend the day at the Confucius Temple to have a good time.

Hearing Chen Hansheng's painful announcement of this decision, Liang Meijuan and Xiao Rongyu smiled and clapped their hands.

At night, the Confucius Temple is even more lively. On the screen walls of Qinhuai people, a row of red lanterns hangs down, and the antique cruise ships are full of tourists from south to north.

This lively atmosphere has always infected Liang Meijuan, and she was still a little excited after returning to the hotel.

"Old Chen, let's go for a walk."

Chen Zhaojun looked at the time: "It's already 9:[-]."

Liang Meijuan dragged Chen Zhaojun: "Let's go to the school to have a look, maybe we can come back later."

When Chen Zhaojun heard that this was indeed the case, the two of them changed their clothes and went out.

In late autumn, the financial courtyard was covered with sycamore leaves, which creaked and creaked when they stepped on them. Chen Zhaojun and his wife walked to Building F 101 without knowing it. They didn't expect that the lights were still on here.

"Han Sheng is also quite tired today, why is he messing with this base again?"

Liang Meijuan was very distressed and regretted, if she had known earlier, she would not have played so late.

The two walked into 101, but they didn't see Chen Hansheng, but saw another figure from behind under the table.

She was kneeling on the ground and wiping the rust carefully. Judging from the flexible and graceful curve of her back, she should be a girl.

Liang Meijuan and Chen Zhaojun looked at each other and said, "Hello..."

Liang Meijuan originally wanted to say hello, but unexpectedly, she frightened the girl. She only heard a "bang", and the moment she raised her head, she also hit the iron plate.

"It's okay, come out first carefully."

Chen Zhaojun asked with concern.

The girl bent over and came out slowly, Liang Meijuan looked at her carefully.

She is actually a little taller than Xiao Yu'er, wearing an old-fashioned high school uniform, the trousers are frayed, and the knees and cuffs are covered with thick dust, which means that when she was playing in the Confucius Temple just now, she has been cleaned up.

The black hair is tied into a ball head suitable for working, and the sweat on the temples is crystal clear. Under the mottled lights, the figure looks weak and weak, and there is a bit of distressing stubbornness.

It's just that she kept looking down at her toes, and Liang Meijuan couldn't see her face clearly.

"What's your name?"

Liang Meijuan was about to hold the girl's hand, but she hesitated a little.

"dirty."

The girl said in a low voice.

Liang Meijuan still held her hand: "It doesn't matter if it's dirty, you cleaned it for Chen Hansheng!"

After finishing speaking, Liang Meijuan did not ask the girl to raise her head, but squatted down voluntarily. The moment the two looked at each other, Liang Meijuan gasped.

"Chen Zhaojun, what a handsome girl."

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Chapter 71

Chen Zhaojun took a look, hey, it really is beautiful.

The girl has a round and gentle beauty with an oval face, which looks like jade-colored glass under the incandescent lamp. It may have hit the table harder, and a small spot on her forehead was obviously red and swollen, and tears overflowed from the pain.