Chapter 85: A World Where Only Da Huang Was Injured The sweet sound of "good boy" helped Chen Zhe sleep well all night. There was finally no military training the next day. The whole dormitory 520 slept until after 9 o'clock before getting up. Chen opened his eyes and flipped through the messages. Yu Xian left a separate message saying: Director Chen, I'm going to military training~ Song Shiwei said in the group: I'm going home. If I come back early in the afternoon, I will have dinner with Mou Jiawen. Mou Jiawen and Huang Baihan were discussing the end of the morning performance, and immediately took a ride to CUHK to find Chen Zhe. "It's so hot, let's just walk around the school." Chen was thinking about how to entertain Dahuang and Xiaomou. The laziest and most cost-effective way was to walk around the campus under the shade of trees. Then we found an empty seat in the cafeteria and bought a few bottles of Coke. While drinking the refreshing soda, we chatted about what we had seen and heard since the military training. High schools are basically local, but universities are made up of students who gather from all over. There is no geographical difference, and it is inevitable that you will meet people whose living habits are incompatible with your own. However, this discomfort is not unbearable, but I must complain to my friends to let them know how miserable my life is.

After making this plan, Chen was just about to take a nap when his QQ phone suddenly started beeping. It turned out to be He Yu who was looking for me. He Yu is the short-haired senior from the School of Computer Science at CUHK. Chen Zhe often chatted with her during the summer vacation. She also knew that Chen Zhe was admitted to Lingyuan College. He Yu: Chen Zhuo, do you not have to do military training today? Chen Zhuo: Yes. I am sleeping in Dongyuan, is there anything I can do for you? He Yu: Ye Xiaofeng’s girlfriend was planning to move to a new dormitory this afternoon, and he asked me if I could find someone to help. Chen Zhuo: Senior, two high school classmates came to see me this afternoon. He Yu: I see. Then you guys have fun, I’ll go ask the others. Chen Zhuo: Senior, why do you have to be so pessimistic? Moving will give us two more laborers. He Yu:? Chen was worried that he had nothing to do in the afternoon, and sometimes he would think about how to deepen his relationship with the seniors in the Chong'erfei Club who were good at using computers. Now, moving solves both problems at the same time. Around 11 o'clock in the morning, Huang Baihan and Mou Jiawen also finished their military training. They didn't seem to need to attend a class meeting and immediately went back to the dormitory to change clothes. It was almost 12 o'clock when the two finally arrived. Huang Baihan hadn't seen his best friend for a long time, so he rushed over and hugged Chen tightly. Chen Zhuo also patted Da Huang on the back, then looked at Mou Jiawen and said with a smile: "How did you get tanned like an African female chief?" "I rely on!" Mou Jiawen was about to get mad: "Which girl didn't get tanned during military training? Find two of them and show them to me!" "Song Shiwei." Chen mentioned a person that Mou Jiawen was familiar with. He saw the school beauty Song every day during military training, and felt that her skin was always so cool and white. "Forehead……"

Xiao Mou choked for a moment, then pouted and said, "Weiwei is naturally beautiful. She was like that during military training in high school. No matter how much she sunbathes, she never gets tanned." "In fact, Yu Xian is the same." Chen said in his heart. Sometimes when chatting with Yu Baibai, Chen Zhuo, like all LSPS, would suddenly say: "I miss you, please send me two photos." Because it was Chen Zhao, Yu Xian would generously take selfies and send them to him via MMS. There is no Photoshop technology in this era, and most of the photos are raw, so we know that Yu Xian is not very tanned. Of course, it doesn't mean that they haven't changed at all. It may be that they were too white before, or it may be that beautiful girls have stronger repair functions. In short, it is not as obvious as Mou Jiawen. "Don't worry." Chen Zhuo comforted Mou Jiawen again: "In that monk school of Huagong, with your looks, you can still be the class beauty, and it is not impossible for you to be the school beauty of the college." "really?" Xiao Mou was immediately delighted, revealing her two iconic little canine teeth: "I have never been the class beauty. During my three years in high school, I was made like a little maid by Wei Wei. If I had known this would happen, I would rather go to a regular class than an experimental class." "Hahahaha~" Chen Zhuo and Huang Baihan both laughed. Although Xiao Mou liked to nag and gossip, he was actually kind and lovely at heart. "Don't laugh, your laugh is really ugly!" Mou Jiawen rolled her eyes and said, "It's just like the boy in our class who wanted to be the class monitor. He always made some noise to attract people's attention. If anyone in college found a boyfriend who was the class monitor, I would laugh at her for four years." "We have such an idiot in our class." Huang Baihan felt the same way: "All he does is hang around the class teacher all day long, bah!" Chen's expression was a little stiff. "what happened?" Huang Baihan and Mou Jiawen both felt that Chen Zhe looked unhappy. "nothing……" Chen wiped the sweat from his forehead and said, "I wanted to tell you something, but I suddenly forgot it." …… After arriving at the cafeteria, Chen Zhuo called Zhao Yuanyuan again and asked her to come over for dinner. Then he asked Huang Baihan: "Mr. Huang, how much living expenses do you have left?" "There's about 500 left this month." Although Dahuang didn't know what Chen Zhuo meant, he still told the truth. He had 800 yuan a month for living expenses. There were no other entertainment activities during military training, and eating in the university cafeteria was very cheap, so he only spent more than 300 yuan in half a month. "Give me 200."

Chen estimated and spoke directly. "What? You have no money?" Huang Baihan asked in surprise. "Yes~" Chen said quietly, "I have invested all my living expenses in the stock market, and now I am almost out of food." Huang Baihan knew that Chen Zhu was investing in stocks, so he lent him ten thousand yuan. He didn't expect that Chen Zhu would do such a big thing and didn't even leave any living expenses for himself. "Damn it! You are so irrational!" Dahuang frowned, thinking why the stock market was like gambling. Chen Zhuxin said, what do you know? You don’t know the joy of “hitting the board” at all. "Hitting the board" is a behavior in the stock market circle, which means chasing those stocks that have reached the daily limit in the stock market. "China Shipbuilding" is now hitting the daily limit almost every day. Sometimes, looking at the K-line chart of this stock, Chen Zhu would want to rent out his bed and earn some money to invest in stocks if the school did not allow it. However, no matter how much Huang Baihan didn't understand or blamed him, he would never stand by and watch his brother be penniless. So, Huang Baihan finally said: "I'll transfer 200 to you after I return to school. It seems that we have to tighten our belts and live a hard life." "Life is always bitter before it is sweet..." Chen smiled and said some nonsense to comfort him, then knocked the table with his index finger joint and said to Mou Jiawen: "Everyone who sees it will get a share, and you have to borrow 200 too." "Damn~, can anyone who sees this also have a share?" Mou Jiawen complained in her heart, and then started gossiping: "Does your girlfriend know that you have no money to eat?" Chen blinked. Yu Xian didn't know, otherwise, with Yu Baibai's personality, she would really give all the money to me. But in Xiao Mou’s heart, Song Shiwei is his “girlfriend”. Chen shook his head silently. He had explained it to Mou Jiawen many times, but it was of no use. Now he didn't have the energy to argue with her anymore. I could only sigh and say, "She doesn't know, but I've followed her for many meals, so I should have noticed a little bit." "You men are too concerned about your reputation. You would rather suffer than tell your girlfriend." Mou Jiawen said in a tone that said "I understand very well", but she and Chen had been classmates for three years and were now friends, so borrowing a few hundred dollars was not a problem. "I'll go back and give you 300." As Mou Jiawen spoke, she muttered, "Xiao Mou is so unlucky. He didn't even have a bite to eat, and he still paid 300 yuan..." Da Huang next to him was suddenly confused. He lent 200 to Chen, and Mou Jiawen transferred another 300. Then Chen Zhe won’t be short of money. Instead, I only have over 200 left. So after all this trouble, am I the only one suffering? ……

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