Wang Zibo didn't expect that Chen Hansheng not only came over, but also worried about his own accident, urging Xiao Rongyu to inquire about the situation first.

Dongda's freshman party hasn't been two days. Xiaoyue must be very busy. She gave up rehearsal time.

For Wang Zibo, who suffered emotional trauma, it was undoubtedly a pot of charcoal in winter. With the upsurge in his heart, his tears couldn't stop.

Xiao Rongyu didn't know the specific situation, so he had to call Chen Hansheng: "Xiao Chen, Zibo has no problem, just crying all the time."

"There would have been no problem."

While driving, Chen Hansheng said, "cry like this at night. It's either relatives or women. There's no problem with Uncle Wang and aunt Lu. It must be a woman."

Xiao Rongyu glanced at Wang Zibo. The degree of sadness was very much like crying for Chen Hansheng before.

"It should be."

Xiao Rongyu nodded and said.

Chen Hansheng hated in his tone: "I'm up and down a few cents a minute. I'm delayed by this fool."

Xiao Rongyu didn't understand: "what is a few cents a minute?"

"I was playing cards in the dormitory just now. I was lucky."

Chen Hansheng explained, "my roommate's underwear is going to lose. I can win 30 cents a minute."

Xiao Rongyu first felt funny, and then his temper suddenly came: "ha, you want to be lazy for 30 cents. Let me come in the cold."

Chen Hansheng said calmly: "aunt Lu doesn't want 10 million. Mosquitoes are meat no matter how small. I'm trying to save money to achieve this goal."

"Bah, you think I'll believe it."

Xiao Rongyu spat. Chen Hansheng must be talking nonsense, but little fish is willing to listen to these "love words".

These two people's unconscious tenderness forced Wang Zibo to look confused, and his tears stopped flowing. They thought I was being hurt by love. Is this appropriate for you?

Bian Shishi coughed and gently pushed Xiao Rongyu: "almost OK. I want to talk on the phone and go back to the dormitory."

Xiao Rongyu reacted. She was a little embarrassed and put all the responsibility on Chen Hansheng: "I dare to call when driving. If this happens again in the future, I'll ignore you."

"Obviously you dialed it

Before Chen Hansheng could explain, Xiao Rongyu hung up with a smile.

After such a interruption, Wang Zibo felt much better, but the three didn't know what to say. The store was very quiet.

Xiao Rongyu thought for a moment and asked, "Zibo, is that girl we know?"

Wang Zibo shook his head.

"What's your situation now?" Xiao Rongyu continued to ask.

"It's completely impossible. I don't want to mention her again."

Wang Zibo said gloomily. After all, others are getting married. He is still depressed when he mentions it now.

"Oh, so it is."

Xiao Rongyu and Bian Shishi looked at each other. Both girls had no experience in comforting lovelorn men. In addition, Wang Zibo didn't want to talk very much. They stood up to watch the scale of the shop and were still discussing how to quickly promote rocket 101 in Dongda.

"Drop, drop, drop."

There was a car whistle outside, and then the glass door of the store was pushed open. Chen Hansheng came in with a cold wind.

"Xiao Chen."

Wang zibozha was a little flustered when he saw Chen Hansheng. He probably felt that he asked too much. He actually asked Chen Hansheng to come to Xianning from Jiangling to drink with him.

Chen Hansheng looked at Wang Zibo's haggard face. He couldn't say a lot. He waved and said, "find a place to have a snack."

"Line, line, line."

Wang Zibo quickly picked up his wallet: "I'll invite you to this late night. There's a barbecue stand at the South Gate of our school."

Chen Hansheng didn't promise: "the taste is average. Let's go to the east gate."

Wang Zibo was stunned: "Xianning University Town has the best taste. East college students will come specially."

Chen Hansheng shook his head and said nothing.

However, the little fish's mood suddenly got better and held Chen Hansheng's arm tightly. The whole person seemed to be attached to him.

When Wang Zibo locked the door, Bian Shicai said, "at the gate of our school, it's more convenient to send the little fish back to the dormitory after eating. Chen Hansheng probably thought about this level."

Wang Zibo suddenly realized it. Looking at Chen Hansheng and Xiao Rongyu hugging not far away, he thought why my head didn't open up, and even argued solemnly.

It takes about 20 minutes to walk from Polytechnic University to Dongda. There are many students and few vehicles along the way. Some students with unique habits still seriously endorse under the street lamp.

This is definitely not forced. When Chen Hansheng passed by, they didn't realize that someone was passing by.

"It really deserves to have campuses of famous schools such as Jianye University, Donghai University and Jianye Normal University. The academic atmosphere is much stronger than that of Jiangling."

Chen Hansheng sighed in his heart.

In the nightclub at the east gate, Wang Zibo asked for a box: "don't rob me of this late night."

"Don't worry, I'll leave it to you."

Chen Hansheng took care of himself to hook up a few drinks and dishes, turned to ask Xiaoyu ER and Bian Shishi: "order a beer bar and have a drink."

The little fish said, "then take three cups. I'll take two sips when you drink. The wine capacity of poetry is pretty good."

Bian Shishi smiled and scratched the little fish: "don't betray my secret."

The food is served quickly in this house. Hot mutton kebabs, pickled fish, husband and wife's lung slices and boiled beef are served plate by plate.

Wang Zibo didn't eat all night. Now he has an appetite. He poured a full glass of wine: "thank you for coming. Don't say more. I'll drink three cups to express my gratitude."

"Gudu, gudu, gudu"

Wang Zibo's face began to turn red after three drinks. Xiao Rongyu and Bian Shishi advised him to drink less.

However, the more he drank, the more he became drunk.

"Today's events also let me understand that family affection and friendship are more important than love. From tomorrow on, I want to be a happy person, feed horses, chop firewood and travel around the world; from tomorrow on, I care about food and vegetables. I have a house facing the sea and warm flowers in spring."

Otherwise, it must be a cultural man. As soon as he opened his mouth, he took out Haizi's poems and dragged them on.

"Cow force."

Chen Hansheng immediately applauded. He touched Wang Zibo again: "but for you, happy people are not as strong as rich people. I suggest you be a rich man in rocket 101 first."

In fact, Chen Hansheng is telling the truth. The only woman who can make Wang Zibo sad is Huang Hui, although I don't know how to contact them.

But for women like Huang Hui, happy people are far less effective than rich people.

Wang Zibo was very angry with his friend's point of view: "do you have everything if you have money?"

"No."

Chen Hansheng said honestly, "everything in the world has gains and losses. When you have money, you must lose a lot, for example..."

Chen Hansheng paused, and Wang Zibo immediately asked, "for example, what?"

"Such as trouble."

Chen Hansheng spread his hands: "when you have money, many troubles will disappear. Do you say this is not the law of conservation of gain and loss?"

"Fuck!"

Wang Zibo realized that he had been molested by Chen Hansheng again and drank a cup stuffy.

However, his drinking capacity was average. He soon felt dizzy and didn't know where he was. When he was half drunk and half awake, he felt that he was constantly slapped and crackled.

"Wake up. I told you to pay the bill."

"Shit, you can pretend to be drunk and escape the bill?"

"I worked hard to come here and give you money, didn't I?"

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The next morning, Wang Zibo vaguely opened his eyes and found himself in the double room of the hotel. Chen Hansheng next to him was already playing with his mobile phone.

"Xiao Chen, my face hurts a little."

Wang Zibo got up and looked in the mirror: "it looks a little swollen."

"What are you afraid of when your face hurts? Just don't hurt your ass."

Chen Hansheng said indifferently, "it's a little swollen. It may be soaked in alcohol."

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