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The same process sequence gives people a very rigid mechanical feeling.
Shan Qiye looked at him while he was angry, and couldn't help but sigh, how could he be so good-looking at the same table?
He is clearly a first-year high school student, and his whole person is like an elite in the industry, and he has a special style.
His grades are good, he is careful, and he can take care of people... It's just that he doesn't take care of them very well, but, well, this is also an advantage.
Hey, it's normal for Qin Yimu to be excellent, and he doesn't even look at who is at the same table.
Just when Shan Qiye's thoughts diverged and he slandered Qin Yimu wildly, a bag of tissues suddenly landed in front of him.
"saliva."
What? !
Shan Qiye moved his hand, and when he reacted, his fingertips were already on the corner of his mouth... What kind of saliva? !
Where did the saliva come from!
Wanting to understand the meaning of Qin Yimu's words, Shan Qiye buried his head in with the neat tofu cubes stacked on the side, and shouted in a muffled voice, "Same table—ah!"
Too much too much!
How can you say that I am drooling when I see you!
I can't drool even if I covet your handsomeness!
Seventh Master can't afford to lose this man.
When he was rolling with the tofu, he felt there was a sound beside the bed. When he looked up, he didn't know when Qin Yimu was standing beside the bed. He snorted softly, refused to communicate with him, and turned around ruthlessly, leaving it to him. He was an indifferent back-dip.
He was so angry that he must be coaxed at the same table, right?
To coax him must say good things, right? !
It's impossible to say what little sweet and cute from Qin Yimu's mouth, but it's okay to say a gentle word, right? Right!
The more think about it, the more think it's possible, that coaxing people should be like this.
Shan Qiye hugged the tofu block happily, waiting for Qin Yimu to take the initiative to come over and coax him.
result!
I didn't hear any apology, but heard footsteps leaving!
The tiled floor and the leather-soled shoes worn in military training were so loud that he couldn't ignore it.
At that time, a burst of anger shot straight into the chest, and the anger seemed to be able to ignite a flame.
Shan Qiye angrily turned over and shouted at Qin Yimu's back, "Same table!" As soon as the words came out, the original sharp anger turned into a soft nasal sound, and there was some careful search in his hand. Putting on the quilt, "what are you doing?"
Qin Yimu took the meal that he ordered from the cafeteria in advance and handed it to him without saying a word.
"Thank you for being at the same table!" Shan Qiye's little anger disappeared immediately, he sat up half-supported, and when he touched the lunch box, his palm could feel warm. The dish is that there is no green pepper at noon.
—The little part of his meal that he had left at noon was covered with fried green peppers.
Shan Qiye didn't know if this was a coincidence that the cafeteria didn't have this dish, or...
Shan Qiye smiled softly, mixed the rice and vegetables with a ladle, and ate a full mouthful of 'oooo', not happy.
The green vegetables are still tender, and there is a crisp sound when chewing. don't know why, but the sound of pure chewing when eating sounds very healing.
Shan Qiye swallowed the food in his mouth, licked his lips and asked, "Have you eaten at the same table?"
Qin Yimu: "Well."
"Deskmate……"
"Have a meal."
"Well, eating doesn't affect speech." Shan Qiye bit his ladle, "Are you going to that party tonight?"
"Do not."
"Aren't you going? But it seems that all freshmen must be present."
- There is no such requirement at all.
In other words, Shan Qiye still has a little idea about this matter and doesn't know what's going on. He just wants to... take the opportunity to play the guitar.
Although haven't told the instructor yet, but luckily didn't.
If Qin Yimu made up his mind not to go, it would be embarrassing for him to report in advance for a guitar solo.
Qin Yimu: "Oh."
Shan Qiye: "..."
"You are so indifferent, my roommate." Shan Qiye poked the rice and took a bite, "If you don't go, don't go, we can chat in the dormitory for a while."
"go."
"???"
What do you mean!
"Same table!" Shan Qiye slapped the bed angrily, with the feeling that if you didn't explain clearly, I would start making trouble.
Qin Yimu wasn't going to explain anything, he just said, "Eat."
Shan Qiye wanted to say something, but Qin Yimu got up and opened the door and left.
gone!
Under Shan Qiye's piercing gaze, he walked straight out without pausing for a moment!
"Ow!" Shan Qiye took a bite on the ladle, and simply regarded the ladle as Qin Yimu. If I can't beat a real person, I can't find a substitute to vent? !
Shan Qiye's eating speed is not slow. In the past, he just took a bite and talked about the world. He wanted to chat with Qin Yimu about an 800,000-word novel. Now that Qin Yimu is away, he eats by himself, so the speed is naturally raised.
When Qin Yimu came back, Shan Qiye had already eaten the whole box.
Shan Qiye took off the tissue and wiped his mouth, put the lunch box in the trash can beside the bed, and asked casually, "At the same table, what are you doing...?"
The voice gradually dissipated, and Shan Qiye stared blankly at the thing Qin Yimu was carrying.
It came in a black box.
The box is exquisite in workmanship, and the tree pattern on it is clear and beautiful.
The most corners outline the name of the sign with a simple stroke.
Shan Qiye only has a simple understanding of the guitar and can play it, but he has not carefully understood the subtleties of it, and naturally he does not know the brand. However, just from the outer packaging, this thing is absolutely extraordinary.
Qin Yimu put the guitar case on the table, opened the buckles on both sides, took out the guitar lying in it, and handed it to Shan Qiye.
"Try it."