rebirth chores

Maybe God heard Xu Xiaowen's prayer. After Yuan Zhuoyang made a phone call, he regretfully told Xu Xiaowen that he would not have a chance to have dinner with Jiang Yi for at least the next two weeks, and Jiang Yi would not return to City B for the time being.

"It's said that there are still things to do. According to my opinion, someone probably caught his mind..." Yuan Zhuoyang made an ambiguous joke.

Xu Xiaowen smiled cooperatively, unexpectedly thinking of An Ran who he met in Xi'an.I can't tell what it's like in my heart.

"By the way, I didn't go to Auntie's birthday either. Tell me what Auntie likes so I can make up a gift."

Yuan Zhuoyang thought about it: "My mother likes jade jewelry, but it's too expensive. There are too many people giving the rest... You might as well write the adverb as a gift. The meaning of handwriting is different, and it is more sincere than buying from outside. "

The other thing is of course that I do it with sincerity, but can the calligraphy and paintings written by myself compare with the masterpieces bought outside?

Xu Xiaowen was troubled. With his little possessions, if he really wanted to give a worthy gift, he could only choose the path of "going bankrupt", and he was not uncommon.He still remembered Yuan Zhuoyang's mother's pale face when his mother called her mother-in-law.Mother-in-law and daughter-in-law are natural enemies, even if you cut your own flesh and give it to the family, you still think it's fishy - bah bah, what about mother-in-law and daughter-in-law... Xu Xiaowen patted his head quietly, as if he wanted to pat his whimsy away.Yuan Zhuoyang couldn't stop looking at him: "Do you have a headache?"

Xu Xiaowen gave him a white look: "Ask you is like asking if you can get rid of headaches."

Yuan Zhuoyang had no choice but to send gifts to his secretary assistant.The important ones are his parents, of course he knows what to give to please the elderly.It's just that Xu Xiaowen can't afford the price of better things. Although he doesn't know how to calligraphy, he has a good eye in the environment where he was young. In his opinion, Xu Xiaowen's handwriting is not shocking. It's just that Xu Xiaowen's name is unknown and not decent enough.Then again, the birthday is over, and no one is criticizing his presents.

"A gift is a wish. If you pay too much attention to the gift itself, wouldn't it be putting the cart before the horse?" Yuan Zhuoyang said righteously, moving his neck to Xu Xiaowen: "This tie is too tight, try to tie it again."

Xu Xiaowen turned the back of his head to show his contempt for him.

Yuan Zhuoyang shrugged in disgust, and untied his tie in front of the mirror.

Later, Xu Xiaowen thought hard for a long time, and finally he was reluctant to part with his little possessions to please his mother-in-law—ah, no, it was the mother-in-law.Decided to follow Yuan Zhuoyang's unreliable suggestion and write the adverb as a gift.Anyway, Zhuo Lan didn't like him, so he probably gave diamonds the same effect as glass beads, and the handwriting he wrote would save money and trouble. ——Isn't he a fool? Could it be that he worked hard like the little wife in the TV series and worked hard...in order to get the other party's acceptance and recognition?

Save it!He believes that his rebirth is definitely not because God wants him to act in a bitter drama!

The apartment is big enough, but not everything.And look at the beige carpet, the scattered furnishings...Xu Xiaowen decided to go to the calligraphy club to write, where he kept a lot of equipment.It was early and early, Xu Xiaowen immediately went out and took the bus to the school, thinking about what to write while walking.

Blessed as East China Sea Shoubi Nanshan?Every year has today, every year has today?Would it be too perfunctory... Then what to write?In view of Yuan Zhuoyang's proposal for the birthday gift, Xu Xiaowen completely lost interest in discussing with Yuan Zhuoyang.

As the final exam was approaching, many students were stationed in the library, classrooms and dormitories to study hard in the battlefield, and the number of people walking on the campus was more than half less than usual.Xu Xiaowen is naturally not afraid of exams, he walks in a hurry with others, and he also looks irritable when talking and laughing. He walks leisurely and casually, which makes others look at him more.

After coming out of the calligraphy club, he walked towards the dormitory.Although there is no class, but I have already come, so I just go to the dormitory for a walk, it's okay anyway.Walking to the small supermarket under the dormitory, he saw the dazzling array of snacks in the supermarket, so he went in and bought a big bag of food for his roommates to grind their teeth.

Sure enough, the snacks he brought were a hundred times more popular than himself.A few people hurriedly took the snacks, opened them and ate them. They casually said "Ah, here you go. Sit down." It made him angry and funny.

"Endorsement is more mental work than physical work. I'm starving to death." Wang Wenwu ate two small breads of a certain brand in two or three bites. "It's a bit dry, you should buy some more fruit."

Xu Xiaowen felt his teeth itch, this guy must have looked stupid while reading a book.

The rest laughed.

Xu Xiaowen joked with his roommates in the dormitory for a while and went back to the calligraphy club after lunch to continue writing ink.He didn't have the masterful realm in the TV and movies. It may be that he has practiced less recently, and he was not satisfied with writing a few words, so he rubbed the paper and rewrote.

In the evening, Lin Lin called him and asked him to go out for dinner.They didn't have dinner in the cafeteria, and several people said that they needed to make up for their overwork recently, and proposed two options: hot pot or barbecue.

I have never heard that eating hot pot or barbecue can nourish the brain... But hot pot... It's been a long time since I ate it. Xu Xiaowen feels that the secretion of saliva in his mouth increases...

These two foods have their own supporters, and in the end a show of hands voted, and hot pot was chosen three to two. Yao Shen was unanimously deprived of the right to vote because he was indecisive about both foods.

Eating hot pot in cold weather is a kind of enjoyment, and it is the envy of the gods when paired with beer.Xu Xiaowen resolutely replaced the beer in front of him with soy milk in spite of everyone's ridicule and contempt because of the lessons learned from the past.So after eating, he, as the most sober person, took on the responsibility of escort.Lin Lin was not drunk, so he could tie up and take care of one.Xu Xiaowen always admired Lin Lin whenever he was drinking.No matter how much wine Lin Lin drinks, white wine, red wine and beer, he has never been seen drunk.This is probably the place where he is most like a big man in the Northeast, relative to his size and personality.

"You asked me how much I love you~ how much I love you... My love is true and my love is deep, and the moon represents my heart..." An affectionate male voice floated in the air accompanied by the sound of a guitar.

Music came from the girls' dormitory.

A few girls ran towards the dormitory chirping and saying, "Hurry up, someone sings a love song to confess their love."Yao Shen saw people running over there to watch the fun, and a few other half-drunk people also booed.

When I walked in, I saw a big heart surrounded by candles. In the center of the heart, a sunny boy with a fashionable haircut was playing the guitar and singing affectionately towards the void of the female dormitory building.

"Wow~ so romantic~"

"Where is the heroine? Who is the heroine?"

"Isn't that guy from the music department? It's so romantic~ If someone treats me like this, it will be worth it all my life!"

The above are most of the girls onlookers.It's hard to hide envy in the eyes without comments.

"Damn! Such a ostentation."

"Who is the girl? Is she pretty?"

This is the voice of gay men.

"Come——come—" a burst of shouts.A few girls ran down from the girls' dormitory building.The eyes of the crowd of onlookers focused on the few girls who came down, and they couldn't even cover up the gossip.

Xu Xiaowen was a little surprised and then quietly took two steps back into the crowd behind.

"Oh, you stepped on me!" A voice exclaimed from behind.

"Ah, I'm sorry, I'm sorry—" Xu Xiaowen hurriedly apologized.

This voice is really inconspicuous among the guitar, singing, and gossip.But Ye Xueli, who just came downstairs, turned her eyes to Xu Xiaowen.

Xu Xiaowen thought he had never done anything wrong, so he puffed up his chest and didn't look away.

Fortunately, Ye Xueli glanced at him and then looked away.

The boy playing the guitar in the middle of the heart shape jumped out excitedly when he saw Ye Xueli, and a girl in the crowd immediately came up and handed him a rose.He held up the rose and walked to Ye Xueli in two or three steps: "For you."

"Oh~oh~oh~" There were constant booing voices in private.

The boy rubbed his head and smiled embarrassedly.

Ye Xueli stretched out her hand——snapped the rose.

"Grandstanding!"

"Xu—" The booing of strange screams turned into hisses.

"You're all boring! Don't expect me to talk to you if you do this kind of thing again." Ye Xueli tossed her hair, turned and ran upstairs.The boy was left looking at Ye Xueli's slim back in embarrassment and disappointment.

The author has something to say: The author has applied for the next list, and there will be more updates with the encouragement of the little black house

Uh, I still need to escape with the lid on the pot~