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"Is this ok?"

Ni Lu took off the pendant he had chosen for Zhang Yucheng, hung it on his index finger and lightly held it in his palm, and stretched out his hand in front of Zhang Yucheng.

Zhang Yucheng didn't have anything to choose, he would agree to whatever Ni Lu chose for him, so he just glanced at it and nodded: "That's it."

Ni Lu said again: "Do you want me to hang it up for you?"

Without further ado, Zhang Yucheng handed out the phone.

The phone case he just put on was quickly taken off by Ni Lu, the pendant rope passed through the eye on the phone case, and a hole of a suitable size was pulled out, and the little lucky cat with two bells on it drilled into the hole of the rope, Tighten it again, and the pendant is ready to hang.

The movements are skillful and quick, almost a matter of breathing, and Ni Lu has done it right.After hanging the mobile phone case with the pendant and putting another set on the mobile phone, Ni Lu returned the mobile phone to the man who was still squatting in front of his booth.

"All right."

Zhang Yucheng took the phone and couldn't help but said, "It's so fast."

Ni Ludao: "At least three or four times a day, you have to practice."

It is not difficult to hang a mobile phone pendant, but many people find it troublesome even to buy it, and ask the stall owner to hang it for them.

A bunch of little things appeared on the mobile phone. Zhang Yucheng's eyes fell on the little lucky cat whose eyes were narrowed into two crescent moons when he smiled. Playfully twirling the little bell on the bed, making the bell make a small and crisp sound.

"Quite good looking."

Zhang Yucheng seemed to like this little pendant quite a lot. Ni Lu, who was opposite him, saw his slender and slender fingers fiddled with the soybean-sized bell. For some reason, the apex of his heart felt a little itchy, as if something was also fiddled with in his heart at the same time. one time.

When Zhang Yucheng looked over, Ni Lu put his eyes away ahead of time, and lowered his head to sort out the messy string of pendants that he had made to take off the little beckoning cat pendant.

Zhang Yucheng could only see his round head with broken hair on his head, and his voice was brisk: "Boss, how much is the total?"

Ni Lu didn't raise his head, "45."

Zhang Yucheng unlocked the phone with his fingerprint, scanned the QR code to pay, no more, no less, exactly the amount Ni Lu said.

"All right."

"Thank you."

Zhang Yucheng stood up after scanning the QR code to pay, put his mobile phone in his jacket pocket, and the little lucky cat hung out of the pocket, shaking gently with two small bells.

Ni Lu said thank you, and saw this as soon as he looked up, so he couldn't help but look at it for a while.

There was nothing to buy, so Zhang Yucheng put his hands in his pockets, stood in front of the stall feeling the coolness of late autumn night, and asked, "When will the stall close?"

Ni Lu took out his mobile phone from his backpack to check the time, "Let's wait a while."

Ni Lu didn't say the specific time, because the time is really unpredictable, if there is no business and the street is deserted, he will go early, and if there is business, he wants to stay a little longer to see if he can sell more.

Zhang Yucheng didn't say anything more, and nodded when he got the reply, put his hands in the pockets of his coat, turned his toes outward, and left.

Ni Lu looked at the back that was getting further away, a little dazed, and he couldn't tell what he felt. He was inexplicably flustered when he was in front of him, but when he left, he always felt that something was missing suddenly.

Zhang Yucheng did not go far. He stopped at a place where Ni Lu could not see him. He leaned against a wall against the wind. From the phone film to the phone case, including the small pendant, he carefully looked at it, especially the small string of pendants, and the two small bells on it were carelessly fiddled with by him, and they kept making light and crisp bells.

Even though the film is put on and the case is put on, the phone is inevitably a little bigger, and the slightly bloated feel has also changed, but things that were just superfluous in the past are not as unacceptable as I imagined when I hold them in my hand today.

The little beckoning cat with two small bells was dangling back and forth under the phone. Zhang Yucheng's eyes fell on it, and the corners of his mouth curled up slightly into a faint smile, which never disappeared.

It wasn't until [-]:[-] that the person in Zhang Yucheng's sight began to close the stall. After Ni Lu picked up his bag and walked towards the side of the road watching the heavy bag of things, Zhang Yucheng stood up straight and left for half an hour. place.

Ni Lu was standing on the side of the road holding his mobile phone, scanning the code to unlock the shared electric car parked on the side of the road.

Like an electric motorcycle, this kind of bike saves effort and is faster than a bicycle. It is suitable for lazy people and long distances.

Generally, when the stalls are closed late, and even the last bus is gone, Ni Lu will drive this kind of car back to school.

It is a bit more expensive than taking a bus, and it is troublesome when it rains. The biggest advantage is that when you need it, you can drive away with just a scan of your mobile phone.

The code was scanned successfully, and the motorcycle unlocked with a "pop" sound, and the mobile phone was stuffed back into the bag. Ni Lu picked up his pile of goods with one hand and stepped onto the car. Just as he was about to drive away, a black low-key car stopped beside him. The small car looks familiar.

Ni Lu was confused when the car window slid down and Zhang Yucheng's face was exposed. He glanced at the shared motorcycle under his buttocks and said, "Lock the car and take my car."

The person who thought he had already gone back and was probably ready to go to bed after taking a shower suddenly appeared again. Ni Lu didn't realize it for a while, and he said after a few seconds: "Chairman Zhang, you haven't gone back yet?"

Zhang Yucheng raised his eyes and met Ni Lu with a smile in his eyes: "Waiting for you."

Seeing that Ni Lu was still in a daze, Zhang Yucheng unfastened his seat belt, leaned to the right, stretched his arms and opened the door next to the passenger seat, "Get in the car."

Knowing that this person has been waiting for him, Ni Lu couldn't refuse. He got off the motorcycle and bent over to lock it, but when he picked up the big bag of small commodities, he hesitated again: "My things..."

Ni Lu originally wanted to say that he had to send this bag to someone else for safekeeping, but before he finished speaking, Zhang Yucheng moved his chin a little behind and said, "Put it in the car."

Ni Lu glanced at the rear seat, as if he still had concerns, so he didn't follow through.

"Chairman Zhang, I still..."

Zhang Yucheng seemed to know what he was worried about, and quickly said: "I seldom use the car during the day, and you can keep these things in the car all the time. If you want to set up a stall at night, I will send you out."

The reason why Ni Lu would rather spend a small amount of money to find someone to help him keep these things is because he knows that in his current situation, carrying such things in and out of the school every day will not only be interrogated by the school security, but will also cause students to panic. Suspicion, think he stole something to sell.If they are reported, they will inevitably be called in for a conversation and questioning.

Recently, troubles have plagued Ni Lu, who seems calm but actually a little scared. One more thing is worse than one less thing, so he spends this unjustly money, and troubles to take a detour every day to store his things.

Zhang Yucheng obviously also thought of this, so he said these words.

The night breeze was cool, and Ni Lu clenched the plastic bag tightly in his hand, and found that his palm was a little wet, so he loosened his hand, and the plastic bag was still sticking to his skin.

"I'm afraid it will affect you."

Whether it was sitting in his car or putting things in his car, Ni Lu was worried that if others saw it, it would have a bad influence on him.

But as soon as he finished speaking, Zhang Yucheng said decisively: "No."

Ni Lu stood at the same spot, looking at Zhang Yucheng's deep and profound eyes like a cold pool in a daze. The only gesture of patience that the audience cannot resist.

In the cold wind, Ni Lu was the first to move. He untied the mouth of the plastic bag, found a rag from inside, picked up the big bag, and wiped carefully the place under the bag that had touched the ground. After making sure that there was no more dust on it, he stuffed the rag back into the bag, placed it on his raised thigh to fasten the bag, then opened the door of the rear seat, and put his big bag on the seat on the bottom pad.

Ni Lu had good intentions and was afraid of getting his car dirty, but Zhang Yucheng felt as if his heart had been pricked by a tiny needle.

The heater was turned on in the car, and after getting in the car, the doors and windows were closed and it was warm for a while.

It may be because it is a closed and small space. Sitting in the car, Ni Lu seemed to smell the cold and pine-like clear breath of the person sitting next to him. Unconsciously a little stiff.

Not long after the car drove out, Zhang Yucheng asked, "Are you going to keep setting up a street stall like this?"

Ni Lu withdrew his gaze from the car window, grabbed the seat belt tied in front of his body with one hand, a little afraid to look at the person next to him, and just stared at the radiator vent and said: "No." In front of Zhang Yucheng , He has nothing to hide, "I don't have any other options at this stage. Wait... this thing is over, I will do something else."

Zhang Yucheng turned his face slightly and glanced at him quickly, "For example?"

Ni Lu hesitated for a moment, and said, "Work part-time or continue to deliver food."

Zhang Yucheng flicked his finger on the steering wheel, and he said: "You are a major in architecture, and you will only have more and more homework in the future. From time to time, you have to go out to sketch and collect scenery, domestic and foreign, and travel around. Finding a job will be more troublesome." .”

The undergraduate course of architecture is a rare five-year system. When there are many courses, there are six days a week to arrange classes. When I really draw pictures, I can compete with the programmers of the School of Engineering and Engineering. It is a veritable major that can draw from liver to bald head. one.

Ni Lu knows all this.Perhaps some people choose their major blindly, but Ni Lu is definitely not such a person. Since he chooses this major, he must have a certain understanding of this major. Because of this understanding, he is more eager to save more money.Because going out to sketch and gather scenery is basically at your own expense. If you go abroad, the cost will be higher.

In addition, you need a computer that can draw pictures.

Although the school does not strictly require students majoring in architecture to be able to draw on the computer, but under the premise of such a general environment, if they can only draw design drawings by hand, and even the most basic modeling and design software, they will not only be able to It is far behind other students, and it is even more difficult to find a job outside the society.

Moreover, the computer configuration that can be used for modeling and drawing is not low, and buying such a computer is a considerable amount of money.

Thinking of these, and thinking of the pitifully small deposit in his bank account, Ni Lu's eyes darkened, and his fingers unconsciously picked the hard skin around his nails. He said, "Let's talk about it when the time comes."

There is always a way.If it doesn’t work, he won’t go to the relatively expensive outdoor music collection. The computer can be delayed for another year. There is no need to buy a new one. There is no problem with using the second-hand computer that other seniors and sisters in the School of Architecture have eliminated.

Zhang Yucheng noticed his action of picking his nails, and raised his eyelids again to see his pensive face, stopped talking, looked forward and drove seriously.

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Jiuzhen:

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