I’m A Baller

　　 went back to the bedroom, and suddenly found that there was another stranger in the room.

　　 Yo, the last buddy?

　　 Snow peas, squirrels, and Ruyu were not there, but the newcomer himself was smoking on the balcony.

　　 Seeing Wang Yan and Song Chen push the door in, the new roommate did not move, and waved his hand with a cigarette in, saying hello.

　　 "Brothers are so good! I am Zhang Yiwei, the Sichuan baby!"

　　 Zhang Yiwei is dark and thin, not tall, but he looks very sturdy.

　　 Hair is shaved into green skin on both sides, the roots are upside down, and the posture of the cigarette is like an old smoker, and greeting people is not stage fright.

　　 The other party is not stage fright, Wang Yan will only be more natural than him.

　　 "Man, come and do a favor after smoking!"

　　 Zhang Yiwei was taken aback, thought for a moment, threw away the half of his cigarette, rubbed his hands and walked into the bedroom.

　　 "Brother, be a catcher?!"

　　 "My name is Wang Yan."

　　 Wang Yan introduced his name first, and then turned his head to the new roommate.

　　 "Please hang up the curtains with Song Chen. The school doesn't leave it alone. We bought a new set."

　　 "I want it!"

　　 Zhang Yiwei clapped his hands and took the bag from Song Chen.

　　 In the Sichuan dialect, "to get" is generally used to respond to friends, and the mood displayed is more positive, almost equivalent to "good" in Mandarin, not "good".

　　 Wang Yan was naturally invisible, which made the last roommate feel very good. He was a bit alienated, but was instantly dispersed.

　　 The two were busy removing the curtains. The stools were not high enough and the windowsills were not easy to step on. Zhang Yiwei's height was at most 173, which seemed a bit awkward.

　　 Wang Yan directly shouted: "Just step on my bed sheet, rest assured to step on, it's okay!"

　　 Chuanwa, Zhang Yiwei, was pretty stupid, saying that he would step on it, so he lifted the mattress and stepped on it firmly.

　　 Wang Yan directly said: "You foolish! Let you step on the bed sheet because the bed sheet is not needed. Why are you stepping on the bed board? I can't change the bed board!"

　　 said yes, but actually joking very affectionately, Chuanwa scratched her head and smiled.

　　 "What's the matter? I don't need a good bed sheet?"

　　 "I bought a new one, I will change it later."

　　 Wang Yan removed the quilt and asked casually: "How long have you been here? Have you seen anyone else?"

　　 "At 10 o'clock! I saw a potato. Why does the baby call himself a potato? Put down things and ran away."

　　 Zhang Yiwei speaks with a heavy accent, and he is not organized, and his thinking seems to be jumpy.

　　 Wang Yan saw that they were busy sweating and turned off the air-conditioning. Just at this time, the opposite bedroom came back with a ball, and he immediately came in and greeted with a grin.

　　 "Wang Shao, what needs to be moved?"

　　 Wang Yan remembers that the little fat man Hu Liang is clearly Hu Jianren. Yesterday he said "I like Guo De's crotch the most" in the chat. How did he learn to say "what" in one night?

The word 　　 has a round tongue, tusk!

　　 Mr. Wang suddenly thought of Jisheng baby Ruyu and Chuan baby Zhang Yiwei, subconsciously foreseeing that they will have a fierce collision...

　　Emmm, I feel like Yuyu has a big win...

　　 curbed the distracting thoughts, beckoned to the little fat man: "Come on, you help me cover the quilt."

　　 The little fat guy twisted and twisted to help-Hu Liang is 1.65 meters tall and weighs 160 kilograms. He really can't walk with his legs. He splits his hips and rubs his legs forward.

　　 Touching the quilt and quilt, the little fat man suddenly became a little puzzled: "Wang Shao, did you buy the quilt yourself?"

"Ok."

　　 "How much is it? Looks so expensive!"

　　 "Let's install this 4000 yuan now." Wang Yan was naturally casual, his movements never stopped.

　　 The squinted eyes of the little fat man expanded rapidly, and finally turned into a jujube nucleus, shining with an illegible light.

　　"Take a slot! Hey, a guy from West Jiaxi!"

　　 suddenly came out a sentence that no one understood.

　　 Zhang Yiwei, who was standing on Wang Yan's bed, also turned around, dumbfounded: "Is it black?!"

　　 "Hang your curtains well, don't plant them!"

　　 Wang Yan waved his hand quickly.

　　 "I want it!"

　　 Zhang Yiwei turned around and continued to work, with no major changes in his attitude.

　　 The little fat man thought for a while, but didn't intentionally flatter him.

　　 After going back yesterday, every dormitory conducted a brutal and inhumane discussion with Wang Yan. The final conclusion is that-the eldest brother either has a mine in his house or is a boss on another line.

　　 All in all, better than that.

　　 It is not only because of getting the air conditioner done, but because of the confidence, self-cultivation, and quality shown in the whole contact process, which are too high.

　　 Freshman is just tender, not stupid.

　　 Let them show their eldest brother's temperament on their own, that would definitely not be possible.

　　 But to distinguish whether a person is good or not, whether it is good or not, most people can do it, nothing more than the difference in sensitivity.

　　 The most sensitive one should be Ruyu...emmm.

　　 The little fat man Hu Liang had a lot of eyes. When he realized that Wang Yan didn't intend to show off his wealth, he was just talking about small things.

　　 "Wang Shao, why didn't you buy a mattress?"

　　 "The mattress is unnecessary. A harder bed will sleep well. I'm not that particular about it."

　　 As soon as the last sentence was uttered, black lines appeared on the foreheads of all three of them...

　　 Brother, what's your B number?

　　 This freshman, can you find someone more particular than you?

　　 was speechless, snow peas opened the door and came in with a lot of things.

　　 A mess of pots and pans sets, anyway, there are things that can be used in the bedroom.

　　 Seeing Wang Yan in the bedroom, he immediately reported: "Brother Wang, I spent a total of 279 yuan. I will put the rest on the table for you!"

　　 I'm going!

　　Buying so many daily necessities, you didn’t finish moving them in one trip, and you ended up spending less than 300? !

　　 Talent...

　　 Wang Yan didn’t have the time to look at those things, UU reading www.uukanshu.com casually said: “You can take the change, and pay the electricity bill. I want to facilitate so many electrical appliances, and I can’t let you share too much expense.”

　　 "What are you talking about?"

　　 The snow peas was in a hurry, and his black face turned purple.

　　 "Why don't we just pay some utility bills if we spend a comfortable day with you?"

　　 Only when Zhang Yiwei knew that the air conditioner was installed by Wang Yan, he asked Song Chen in a low voice, "What do we have for sleeping?"

　　 "Air conditioner, washing machine, small refrigerator, for now."

　　 Song Chen whispered back, adding the word "temporarily" very spiritually.

　　 Zhang Yiwei sticks out his tongue: "Our days are black..."

　　 Song Chen nodded with sorrow, then turned around and shouted: "Brother Wang, I will pay for one!"

　　 "It's going to be out!" Zhang Yiwei agreed.

"Fine."

　　 Wang Yan waved his hand, too lazy to argue with them.

　　 Regardless of whether they have this budget in their living expenses, anyway, we can find a dormitory sooner or later, so let’s do it.

　　 "Then each person pays 100 yuan a month, as a public fund for the dormitory, and the water and electricity bills will go from it. Snow peas, you are careful, just take care of it!"

　　 When he heard snow peas, his black face rose to purple again.

　　 "That's right! Don't worry, Brother Wang, running errands are mine, I'll take care of it!"

　　 The little fat man witnessed all this with his own eyes, and suddenly became envious.

　　 Look at my college life, god!