He doesn't want to make green tea

Zhang Yu didn't receive a call from Ren Xingwang for a long time, but waited for a knock on the door.

Even in the daytime, the corridor is still a bit dark, looking out through the cat's eye, it is not Luo Wei who is coming.

Zhang Yu didn't open the door directly, but asked, "Who is it?"

A familiar voice came from outside the door: "It's me."

Zhang Yu opened the door. Standing outside was Xing Yuxing and two students from the same class. The three of them carried something in their hands.

"How did you come?"

Although there is no problem in the relationship between the two on the surface, they are well aware of the rivalry in the dark. Zhang Yu has moved here for so long and has never told his family or anyone at school, but this person came to the door by himself. up.

The other party smiled: "Brother didn't go to school these days, our dad was a little worried. I just happened to see you after I moved, so I made an appointment to see you with my friends."

"Because I was afraid that you would hate me, so I didn't say it in advance."

Having said that, the two people around him have already started to look around the room. The corridor is humid and hot, and there is still a smell of rotten things. Although Xing Yuxing didn't show anything, the two people around him pinched their noses, He muttered softly, "What's the smell here?"

These two people didn't have a good impression of Zhang Yu before. They just thought that this was Xing Yuxing's very vain brother. He usually wore a famous brand. Who would have thought of living in such a place.

Zhang Yu's face was already hot under the mask. He was very concerned about his image in the eyes of others. He used to be very afraid that he would be found out that he had no money, was poor, and would be laughed at.

This is the backside of his perfect life at school, and what the other students hate is his deliberate pretense.

But this time, although his heart beat faster, Zhang Yu was still calm. He felt uncomfortable and didn't want to make Xing Yuxing feel better: "When did you go back to school? I went to the competition with Luo Wei a few days ago, and I didn't hear you back. News from the school."

"The way you are not afraid of other people's eyes is really strong."

Not only did he mention the plagiarism, but he also told the truth that he was going out with Lowe.

Xing Yuxing's expression turned ugly for a moment: "...let's go in and talk."

He put the gifts he brought on the ground, they were all edible, and the packaging was beautiful, but the ground color of Zhang Yu's house was a bit gray, and it didn't fit in.

After the two classmates entered the house, they began to look at it: "Your house must have been a long time, is it safe?"

"There is no private bathroom, so you have to go to the public bathroom if you don't know how to take a shower?"

The other person spoke more directly: "Zhang Yu, where did you find this kind of house? Does anyone still live here in this age?"

Zhang Yu nodded: "You'd better keep your voice down, the room is not soundproof, if you wake up the neighbors, you will lose your temper."

Luo Wei became angry, and no one could bear it.

But the few people didn't know that Luo Wei lived next door, and they didn't know that Luo Wei was taking a nap at this time every day. When they went upstairs, they only saw an old man living next door, an old man who was struggling to walk, and they didn't dare to disturb him. Go to them and ask for an explanation.

So the three continued to talk, and took pictures in the room, preparing to send them to others for discussion.

In the group: "This kind of house is really not dangerous?"

At this time in the afternoon, the students were all sleepy, and it took a long time for someone in the group to reply: "Where is this place? But there should be people living there now."

The boy who sent the photo originally wanted people to laugh at Zhang Yu with him, but unexpectedly, the only reply was this kind of reaction, and he added: "But I usually have enough money to buy famous brands, why does Zhang Yu still live here?"

Someone at the bottom replied: "This is Zhang Yu's home? No way? Shouldn't he be quite rich? I think I got off at a luxurious neighborhood last time."

At that time, I went out to eat with my classmates for the first time, and I was not excluded. In order to make my classmates believe that I was rich, Zhang Yu took a taxi to the villa area far away from where I lived, and then walked back home. There were still people in the class. Impressed with this.

The discussion in the group was full of enthusiasm, but Zhang Yu was not in the group, and he didn't know what these people said. Anyway, the people in the original class had never had good things to say about him, so it was not surprising to say anything.

He sat quietly in the room and waited.

In less than 10 minutes, there was a knock on the door.

It was not accurate to say it was a knock, but it was actually kicked, and the sound of a thud made the three people in the room who were chattering endlessly quiet for a moment.

As Zhang Yu expected, Luo Wei approached the door and opened it.

Xing Yuxing shivered, and raised his eyes, "Brother, are there any bullies near your house?"

Zhang Yu took it for granted, walked to the door calmly, and opened the door.

The landlord stood outside the door, and not far behind was Luo Wei leaning against the wall, wearing home clothes, a little lazy, and carrying a bag in his hand.

Zhang Yu poked his head out, and the landlord withdrew his foot: "Zhang Yu is at home, I thought there was a thief in your house at noon, what is so noisy?"

Zhang Yu stepped aside and let the landlord see the inside: "Is it a classmate? You all keep your voices down, the old man next door is sleeping, if you make any noise, you have to be kicked out."

Having said that, Xing Yuxing and the other two students who came to find fault were all stunned.

They didn't expect to see Luo Wei in this kind of place, and this man was still wearing home clothes, and he looked like he lived in the house.

Could it be that this house has some unknown wealth code?Will it attract the children of the richest man to move in?

The landlord's tone was not good, and he left after explaining, and then Luo Wei came up.

Handed the big bag with not very delicate packaging to Zhang Yu: "This is for you."