It's all because of the blind date

Chapter 26

"People's University."

I replied, feeling a little speechless for a while, the analytical ability of Bu Zhaorou is too good, right?Unconvinced, I immediately yelled at her: "From your analysis just now, you should no longer be a student, right?"

"How did you judge that I'm not a student?" She became interested and asked back.

I said: "As you said just now, the residents who rent houses here are basically from these three universities, so as far as I know, none of these three universities seem to have a college of police superintendent or Is it professional?"

"Hehe." Bu Zhaorou rolled her eyes at me.

There was sarcasm and disdain in her white eyes, but I am no longer what I used to be. Now I have a thick skin, so I just pretended I didn't see it and continued: "I said, you are so reasoning, shouldn't it be you?" A member of the police department or a detective agency?"

"Hehe, I'm starting to wonder if you are a student of Minda University. I didn't know that Minda University has a major in philosophy, and the first course of philosophy major is logic." Bu Zhaoju said.

"Doubt? How do you say what you are saying?" I continued to ask.

Bu Zhaorou continued: "Vocational students certainly don't know that Minda has such a major, but at least they won't make judgments based on their own subjective thoughts."

"You know, what they learn is very practical and very strong knowledge. Generally, those who dare to make a decision are very sure things. I don't want you to be so full of nonsense."

"Ha ha……"

I was speechless. Hearing what Bu Zhaorou said, it seemed a little bit reasonable, but I was really a student of the University of Minnesota, but the embarrassing thing was that as a big man, I was defeated just like that up?
the answer is negative!

then……

Then I let go of machismo and confessed.

Although I really want to continue talking with Bu Zhaorou, this beauty, and fight for [-] rounds, but obviously, she has already recovered from the stamina of drinking at this time, and she is suffering from a headache. What she needs is to rest, not to listen to me Chattering here.

Under such circumstances, even if I win her by speaking, I won't win by force, and if I lose, hehe...it will really be a lifetime of stains.

"Well...whatever you say, I think you are also very uncomfortable, why don't you take a rest first, and I will get you something to eat." I said.

The house is newly rented, but it doesn't mean that there is nothing. I even bought a refrigerator and a computer. I don't even have ingredients for cooking some preserved egg and lean meat porridge. The reason why I went out to eat tonight is because It's just that I don't want to do it myself on New Year's Eve.

But now that Bu Zhaorou is like this, she can't do without her hands. This girl obviously drank directly without eating at night. Apart from headaches, her stomach probably can't stand it.

No matter it's taken care of, and now that she's in my room, she's still a guest, so I'm happy to do something for her.

When I said this, I got up and started to work, because the single room I rented was big enough, and there was a piece next to it that I used as a kitchen. This is what many people who rent a house will do.

While I was cooking, Mo Yan ran over from the sofa to watch restlessly, but he didn't say a word during the whole process, except that I occasionally heard the sound of "gudong" swallowing.

Finally, a bowl of preserved egg and lean meat porridge was ready, and just after it was brought to the table, Bu Zhaorou started to eat it before I said something like "be careful it's hot".

"Oh! It's so hot..."

This is what Bu Zhaorou said vaguely when she drank the first mouthful of porridge, and there will be no more after that. She said hot in her mouth, but her movements were not slow. .

"Wang Liang, the food you make is really delicious. I have never had such a good porridge." Bu Zhaorou finished a big bowl of porridge in less than 5 minutes, and then generously Words of praise.

I chuckled and said, "I think you are really hungry to say such a thing. The porridge I make is much worse than that made in restaurants outside."

My words are definitely not modest words. After all, my mother cooks at home, and I have very few opportunities to cook, and because I was born in a rural area, I didn’t know that I ate everything when I was young. I never care too much, as long as I have something to eat, so my mother dare not let me cook at home, because she is afraid that only I can eat the food I cook.

This time, Bu Zhaorou actually praised the porridge I cooked, which shows that she is really hungry to a certain extent.

However, Bu Zhaorou didn't agree with my honesty at all. She thought I was too modest, and kept despising me: "I say it's delicious, but you have to say no." It’s delicious, but you have such an embarrassing look on your face? It’s just hypocrisy.”

Conscience of heaven and earth, although I can't see my face, I also know that at this moment, my face is definitely not a frowning look, but a face of sweat, the logic of this woman's speech... jumps like crazy Is it too big?
"Ahem... just as long as you are happy." I said helplessly.

But Bu Zhaorou, who had the upper hand verbally, seemed to win the battle in an instant, with a smug look on his face, and at the same time kept saying to me, "One must know how to be humble" and "neither arrogant nor arrogant". Arrogant" and the like, my ears are almost callused.

"By the way, when you helped me back, I probably didn't finish my drink, right?" Bu Zhaorou, who was "teaching" me with a serious face, seemed to suddenly think of something very important, with a look on his face. She looked very heartbroken, and if she didn't know, she thought someone died in her family.

I was already numb to her "spiritual event" who said this and suddenly jumped to another topic, so I replied numbly when I heard this question: "It seems that there are still several cans, but I have no hands. so I didn’t bring it back.”

"oops!"

Bu Zhaorou slapped his hands on the forehead, and then ran out, saying something like "It's shameful to waste, saving is something that three good young people in our society should advocate."

Until she went out for 10 minutes, I even wondered if this girl fell asleep again in the corridor, so I ran up to look at it, but she was nowhere to be seen. The beer can was gone, presumably she found out about her crime and cleaned it up by herself.

(End of this chapter)