Can a scholar not be partial to a subject?

Bi Xia was sitting alone on the street next to him, watching the people hurrying outside through the glass. Today is the weekend, the shopping mall has a lot of traffic, and all the restaurants are overcrowded.

"Customer No. 0571 please pick up the meal."

The hall was filled with the aroma of fried chicken and chips, and a gentle mechanical female voice sounded, and Bi Xia went to the front desk to bring the plate.

A hamburger, a glass of Coke and a box of four egg tarts.

The egg tart was freshly made, and it constantly exuded a sweet smell on the dining table to show its presence. The golden color under the light was a bit attractive, and Bi Xia had already recalled its taste in his mind before he ate it.

He took a small bite, half of which was crispy and half soft, as sweet as it smelled, but Bi Xia was not very satisfied, he quickly finished an egg tart one bite after another, his brows became more and more wrinkled, this egg tart was the same as what Qiuzheng gave him yesterday different.

Isn't KFC a restaurant chain?It stands to reason that the whole country should have the same taste.

Maybe it's a matter of temperature, the food that Qiu Zhen brought back yesterday was already a bit cold.After he finished eating the burger, he twisted another egg tart and put it in his mouth.

Not as hot.

Bi Xia stared at the egg tart for a while, yesterday's egg tart was so delicious that his dreams were full of sweet and soft taste, today's egg tart clearly told him that memory can be deceiving, maybe he was just hungry yesterday.

Ms. Wang Xiuzhen said she was going to a meeting, and she didn't have time to come back to visit her son, so Qiu Zhen wandered to the mall alone to buy autumn clothes by herself.

Before he went to high school, he never bought clothes by himself. Sister Wang bought them for him and put them in the closet, and he wore them himself.

When she was very young, Sister Wang would take him to the mall and let him go shopping by herself in the amusement area. After he grew up and could be alone at home, she never took him shopping.

At this age, clothes are not easy to buy.There are more women's clothing than men's clothing in the mall, and half of the men's clothing is sportswear. Qiu Zhen doesn't want to buy sportswear. Isn't he tired of wearing school uniforms that look like sacks all year round?

Qiu Zhen ate on the fourth floor and walked all the way down. After walking for a long time, he couldn't find the shop he wanted, and he was a little impatient.There is only one corner left on the second floor. If you have finished shopping, you can go back. At worst, you can just wear old clothes and wait for his mother for a week and next week.

The decoration of the last store was casual. The clothes displayed in the cabinet looked pretty good. The key was that the logo was very familiar. If he remembered correctly, at least half of the clothes in his closet in the past two years were from this brand.

Qiu Zhen decided to go in and have a look.

However, the figure printed on the display window seemed familiar. Qiu Zhen swept away the impatience just now, and a smile slowly appeared on his face. It's a coincidence, isn't it?

Bi Xia also saw Qiu Zhen, he paused for half a second and continued walking towards him.Qiu Zhen turned around and greeted him much faster than the salesperson.

Bi Xia was holding the unfinished egg tart in his hand, Qiu Zhen took a second look at Bi Xia and asked him, "Do you want to eat?"

Qiuzheng ate a lot for lunch, but it was rare for his tablemate to take the initiative to invite him. He thought he could still eat it, isn't it just egg tarts?

Bi Xia handed him the bag, and Qiu Zhen opened it to see that there were only two left.

"Come and come, one by one."

Bi Xia didn't want to eat it, it didn't taste good: "I just ate it."

"I just finished my lunch. It's just an egg tart. It's a matter of two bites. It's so troublesome to carry the bag. Eat it."

Bi Xia still shook his head.

"You don't want to wash your hands?" Qiuzhen felt that he had guessed the thoughts of the tablemate: "Hey, the little girl is not in your trouble. Come on, brother, be a good person."

He brought the egg tart to Bi Xia's mouth, and with a light pinch between his thumb and forefinger, the egg tart was separated from the tin foil box. Bi Xia accidentally took a small bite of his hand, and then froze.

what am i doing?

Bi Xia slowly chewed the puff pastry in his mouth, pretending nothing happened, and took the egg tart from Qiu Zhen.

Qiu Zhen also felt that this seemed a bit strange, so he let go of his hand and handed it to him, took out the other one from the box, and ate it in two or three bites.

The egg tart was cold, and the aroma was not as strong as before, but it seemed to have a bit of the smell of last night.Bi Xia is sure that he is not hungry now, so the bad taste just now is because it was not kept long enough?

The washstand in the shopping mall was well lit, Qiu Zhen and Bi Xia in the mirror looked at each other: "Come to buy clothes?"

"Ah."

Qiu Zhen grinned: "Me too, shall we go together?"

"Hmm." Bi Xia took out a piece of paper to wipe his hands, and said one more word after thinking about it: "Okay."

They entered the store just now. Although the mall was very lively, there were no customers in this store. The four shopping guides were all idle. As soon as they entered, two of them came up to say hello.

"welcome."

The boy bought clothes very quickly, Bi Xia chose a few clothes he liked and went in to try them on, the shopping guide lady looked happy, they were getting a commission.

Qiuzheng had some twists and turns.His hair is still short, and he wears a peaked cap when he comes out. Even in school uniform, no one doubts his purchasing power, and the shopping guide who receives him is also very enthusiastic.

But the fact is that Qiu Zhen pointed to a T-shirt with a very surprised look: "What? This short-sleeved shirt costs more than four, or is it a seasonal promotion?"

The original price was more than 700.

The clerk is a little bit broken, are you worthy of your four-figure hat for saying this?Is it a copycat?But this brand is very small, she can recognize it and feel complacent.

Qiu Zhen didn't know what she was thinking, his clothes were all bought by Sister Wang, he had a lot of this brand in his closet, are they so expensive?

So here comes the problem. He read the news that the annual salary of university teachers is only a little over [-] yuan. Is this consumption a little beyond his ability?

After much deliberation, Qiu Zhen called his mother to confirm the brand of his clothes, and after getting a positive answer, he was a little skeptical: "Our family is so rich?"

"What misunderstanding do you have about my salary and your father's salary? And don't you know that your Qiu family's ancestral house has become a scenic spot now? Thanks to your ancestors, there are shops half a street away in the scenic spot."

It feels a bit miraculous that Qiu Zhen has turned into a rich second generation.He always thought that his family should be considered not short of money, but he didn't expect to be able to lie down and collect rent to live?

Wang Xiuzhen didn't bother to break up with him, so she directly transferred the money to him and asked him to fix the autumn clothes by himself.By the way, what about your savings?

Qiu Zhen felt a little guilty. If he still had his deposit, it wouldn't be so miserable. The problem is that the deposit has become a motorcycle in a small shed.

Qiuzheng went out and came back again, it was much easier to have money in hand.

When paying the bill, Bi Xia took a long look at Qiu Zhen's cell phone, it was white and of the same model as his.

"I'm not the same as some people who took the lead in violating school rules. I keep my mobile phones at home, and I just went home."

After Qiu Zhen finished speaking, he immediately went to see his reaction, but Bi Xia didn't respond at all, and continued to pay the bill.

"Hello, the total is 5362 yuan. You are a senior member, and you can get 88% off on top of the discount. You will be charged 4718 yuan."

Bi Xia nodded and took his card from the cashier.

Two pairs of trousers, two T-shirts, and two shirts cost five thousand, and Bi Xia didn't even bat an eye.Qiu Zhen found out that his deskmate was quite rich in silence.

The total consumption of Qiuzheng also exceeded [-], and the clerk asked him if he wanted to become a member.

"Just leave a message, and you can get a discount if you come back later."

When Qiu Zhen heard that he could get a discount, he had to do it.When the clerk entered, she found that he was already a senior member. She was a little surprised: "Hello, you are already our senior member."

After taking a look at the total consumption, it was even more strange. From this point of view, it would not be a lack of money. Why did he react like this just now?But that didn't stop her from selling: "What do you think of this shirt? Your classmate also bought one, and this is the last one. It's just the right size. Would you like to try it?"

"He's my deskmate, Zhuangshan."

"It's better to be at the same table. You see how good your relationship is when you buy clothes together. How can it be called Zhuangshan when two brothers wear the same clothes?"

Isn't it called Zhuangshan as a couple's outfit?

Qiu Zhen always felt that something was weird, he asked Bi Xia: "What do you think?"

Bi Xia sat on the side and waited for him, thinking that he asked himself how the clothes were, since he bought them, of course it was okay, so he nodded to indicate that it was ok.

He said yes, and Qiu Zhen took the clothes into the fitting room.When looking in the mirror, he thought about what Bi Xia looked like in this dress, and then thought of the scene where they wore this dress together.

Zhuangshan is not terrible, whoever is ugly is embarrassed.

Qiu Zhen thought about the face of his deskmate, and then looked at himself. Although Bi Xia is very good-looking, he should not be crushed, right?

In the end, Qiu Zhen bought this shirt that was said to be destined for him, and after doing some calculations, members saved him hundreds of dollars, so it would be no problem to have dinner at night, so he immediately said excitedly, "Do you have anything else to do? Please have dinner."

Bi Xia shook his head: "I want to go home."

"Aren't you going to the pool room?"

"It's too late."

Qiu Zhen nodded and thought it was time to say goodbye, but he didn't really want to say goodbye.

"How about... I take you back?"

"I'm dying."

Being questioned about his driving skills, Qiu Zhen felt a little wronged, but he still said, "I didn't ride a bike."

"Then how do you send me?"

"Shall I take you by bus?"

"...Are you in a hurry?"

Qiu Zhen also felt that he was in a panic: "Then you go back, I'm going back to school."

One went home and the other went back to school, not even the same bus stop, Qiu Zhen talked about going back to school, but followed Bi Xia.

Bi Xia stopped: "The bus back to school passes by the north gate."

"I know."

"I'm going to Simon."

"Ah."

"...Do you have anything else to do?"

"Goodbye."

"Goodbye."

After saying goodbye, it was time to go, and Bi Xia continued to walk towards the west gate.

"Bisha!"

"Ok?"

As soon as Bi Xia turned around, he was embraced by someone, and the refreshing smell of soap lingered in his nose unexpectedly.Qiu Zhen's hug is commonly known as a bear hug, it's very tight but it won't make people have any ambiguous associations, um, a parting hug.

Qiu Zhen finally felt comfortable holding him in his arms, and three seconds later he let go of Bi Xia: "Goodbye."

Looking at Qiu Zhen's smiling face showing eight teeth, Bi Xia swallowed the words again, and said in a daze, "Goodbye."

As the weather turns cooler, Mr. Xia likes to play in the yard recently.When Bi Xia came home, he sat on the stone bench in the yard and read the newspaper.

"came back?"

"Ah."

"Going to buy clothes? What happened, I was absent-minded."

"Meet a classmate."

Xia Qinghe was somewhat curious: "What kind of classmate?"

Bi Xia thought it over and said, "I'm familiar with you, very...enthusiastic."

"do you like him?"

Bi Xia's heart skipped a beat, and then he realized that grandpa didn't know his sexual orientation, that's not what he meant.

He bowed his head: "I don't know."

When he said that, Mr. Xia knew it in his heart. He folded up the newspaper and put it on the table: "Next time you can bring someone back to play. When you were young, you would bring your classmates to your house."

Bi Xia still remembered the names of those classmates, but was a little puzzled that he would invite people home.

Although Qiu Zhen can speak a little local dialect, his parents and elders don’t seem to be here. I heard that he didn’t grow up here when he was a child. He lived in school most of the time, and his relatives probably weren’t here either.

If you really call him, he will probably come.