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He shook his head with an "I understand all" expression.
Chen Long's face was as gloomy as water, and his eyes showed indignation, as if he wanted to criticize this social atmosphere.
After a long silence, he looked at Han Zhou with a serious expression.
"Han Zhou, take me with you when you set up your stall tomorrow."
(End of this chapter)
Chapter 236 Bracelets and Bangles
It is obvious that Chen Long is a person who listens to advice.
After hearing Chen Zheng say that he would not be able to win the favor of the rich woman by wandering around the streets, he resolutely chose to set up a stall with Han Zhou, trying to attract the rich woman's attention by portraying himself as a handsome man who worked and studied.
What, you ask him why he wants to attract the attention of a rich woman?
Of course, without practice, there is no right to speak. He is a practical man. In order to criticize this social atmosphere, he decided to get involved himself and write his personal experience into an autobiography in the future to warn future generations.
It’s a pity that Han Zhou cruelly rejected his proposal, saying that bringing him along might affect the speed of closing the stall tomorrow.
It’s really strange, wouldn’t it be a good thing to close the stall quickly?
And compared to this, isn’t the great ideal of writing an autobiography to educate future generations countless times more noble than setting up a street stall?
Chen Long discussed this issue with Chen Zheng in a serious manner. The latter hesitated for a long time and finally did not utter the word "idiot".
Han Zhou remembered the previous agreement and played a few games with Lin Anyu on his newly bought laptop in the evening. He also called Chen Long and Chen Zheng to join them. However, since he had an early morning wake-up call the next day, he logged off at 9 o'clock.
The next day was full of classes. Han Zhou got up on time and washed up as usual. He looked at himself in the mirror while brushing his teeth.
His work and rest schedule is quite regular, and due to long-term use of powerful pills, he is now more energetic. The eyes of himself in the mirror are bright, and although his skin is still pale, it is no longer morbid, and his figure is no longer as thin as before.
This discovery made him very excited.
You have to know that his current health is entirely maintained by "being on the verge of death", and his physical condition has been basically fixed. It cannot be changed whether he exercises or not. Now that his body is changing, it means that long-term use of the Dali Pills is effective, and this is an external manifestation of the gradual improvement of his health attributes.
This shows that the idea of getting rid of a terminal illness by taking powerful pills is feasible, although it may take a little longer.
As usual, Huo Zhencheng's bed was empty. This honest roommate had the habit of jogging in the morning, so he always got up very early. If it was a morning when he had no classes, he would definitely bring breakfast for others when he came back. If this kind of feat happened in other dormitories, he would probably have become everyone's godfather long ago.
In comparison, Chen Long, who once aspired to be a sports student, is obviously much lazier. He basically arrives in the classroom two minutes before class. I don't know if he will be able to perform difficult moves like a somersault on the spot at any time if he continues like this.
After washing up, Han Zhou patted Chen Long and Chen Zheng's beds before leaving, indicating that it was almost time to get up, and then left the dormitory and went to the cafeteria.
The sun had just emerged from the clouds, and the campus was still covered with a thin layer of mist in the early morning. The faint morning light poured into the branches and leaves of the sycamore trees on both sides of the road, casting scattered spots of light on the ground.
The dewdrops hanging on the leaves looked like tiny grains of silver under the sunlight, and would occasionally slide down the neck of some unlucky student. A girl walking in front of Han Zhou happened to be caught in the dewdrops and immediately let out a scream, causing a burst of laughter from her friends.
Han Zhou took this scene in, thinking that he would find an opportunity to bring Guzheng here for a visit in the future.
Arriving at the second floor of the cafeteria, he stood in front of the window selling fried dough sticks and queued up as usual. Fried dough sticks with sweet soy milk are his favorite breakfast combination.
Right in front of him were two girls who were talking and laughing in low voices. They were not sure who saw him first and hurriedly whispered to the other girl to look back. The two of them looked at each other for several times, their faces gradually turned red, and they subconsciously pretended to be quiet and ladylike, looking back from time to time to steal a glance.
Han Zhou looked calm. He was no longer surprised by this situation, but he was a little puzzled. He felt that more girls seemed to be paying attention to him recently. Although there were many girls in the past, they were not to the extent that girls would blush when they saw him.
He pondered for a while, temporarily turned off the professional status of "passionate young man", fixed his eyes on the charm attribute, and thought to himself that it was indeed so.
"Hot-blooded Youth" not only increases luck, but also improves attributes in all aspects, and no points are required to turn it on and off, so Han Zhou has always used it as a permanent state.
And it is precisely because of the all-attribute improvement effect of "Hot-blooded Youth" that his charm attribute can be increased from seven points to eight points, but this improvement is temporary.
Therefore, after turning off "Hot-blooded Youth", the charm attribute should have dropped back to seven points, but now it still remains at eight points, which means that his charm attribute has been permanently improved.
It’s not surprising if you think about it. Charm is not entirely determined by appearance, but is also related to temperament, status, age, etc. Even if it’s the same face, just changing the hairstyle can give people a completely different feeling.
Now his spirit and energy have improved to a certain extent. He is no longer as sickly as before. His temperament has naturally improved, and it is normal that his charm has increased as a result.
Han Zhou's thoughts were scattered. He was wondering if there were people in the world with ten points of charm, when he suddenly heard a crisp bell sound behind him.
He was stunned at first, then he remembered something, turned his head and looked behind him, and saw Zhong Ling who looked a little nervous.
She was still dressed simply, with a small cloth bag slung around her waist, a ponytail tied behind her head, and two clear and flawless eyes embedded in her slightly childish face.
But what was different from usual was that she had a milky white bracelet and a silver bracelet with a bell on her right wrist.
The sound just now was obviously made by these two things.
"Senior?"
Han Zhou stared at the bell for a long time, not knowing whether to laugh or cry, and said, "You really bought a bell and put it on your hand."
He has a good memory and remembers the last conversation in the hospital. The other party seemed to take his joke seriously.
"Ah."
Seeing that his junior had noticed him quickly this time, Zhong Ling seemed a little surprised. The tension on his face disappeared, replaced by a gentle smile.
“It works very well,” she said.
Seeing Han Zhou staring at her wrist, she tilted her head, raised her wrist and asked softly, "Does it look good?"
As she raised her hand, the sound of bells and the sound of bracelets colliding rang out together, clear and moving.
Jewelry is something that varies from person to person. The bracelet on Zhong Ling's hand is probably very cheap, but it looks pretty good. Her skin is already fair, and this bracelet creates a sharp contrast. The milky white bracelet immediately highlights her slender and fair wrist, which reminds Han Zhou of a poem subconsciously -
People in Lubian are like the moon, and their arms are frosty and snowy.
"It looks good and suits you very well," he praised sincerely.
"really?"
A smile spread from Zhong Ling's eyes, so bright that people couldn't look away, "My sister said the same thing."
For her, it was a happy thing to be recognized by both of them.
Seeing Han Zhou staring at her, she was a little confused: "What's wrong? Is there something on my face?"
Han Zhou shook his head. Of course, he was too embarrassed to say that the other person's smile was too beautiful. He couldn't help but take a few more glances and changed the subject: "I was wondering if this thing would disturb the neighbors."
"Will not."
Zhong Ling lowered her head and fiddled with the bracelet, saying softly, "Look, if you take this out and stick it here, neither the bell nor the bracelet will ring. Besides, the sound is not loud to begin with."
"You've thought it through so carefully." Han Zhou had only mentioned it casually, but he didn't expect that the other party had actually considered it. He asked curiously, "Did you choose this yourself, senior sister?"
"No, I just proposed an idea, and my sister helped me choose it." Zhong Ling lowered her head a little embarrassedly, "I don't have a lot of opinions of my own."
"Being able to come up with ideas is already considered having your own opinions. Sister Yin has strong execution ability, but she may not have considered as much as you." Han Zhou smiled.
Zhong Ling shook her head and defended her sister earnestly: "No, my sister is very capable."
Her voice was soft, and even when she was serious it didn't have much killing power. Han Zhou couldn't help laughing and nodded seriously.
"Yes, Sister Yin is indeed very powerful."
As a sister, Zhong Yin is indeed very capable, and he never denies that.
The team continued to move forward, and soon it was Han Zhou's turn.
He bought two cups of soy milk and two fried dough sticks, then thought for a moment and bought two buns. He asked the cafeteria aunt to pack them in two portions, and after paying, he handed one of them to Zhong Ling.
Without waiting for the girl to refuse, he immediately said seriously: "This is a thank you gift for the cake you gave me that day."
Zhong Yin was stunned, looking a little hesitant.
Han Zhou handed the bag to her and said with a smile, "I let my roommates taste the cakes. They all said they were delicious. Let me thank you on their behalf. You treated me to cakes, so it's not too much for me to treat you to breakfast, right?"
"Well, then...thank you."
Seeing Han Zhou's firm attitude, Zhong Ling had to carefully put the meal card into the small cloth bag, then weakly took the bag. After all, she was too embarrassed to tell the other party that she didn't like eating fried dough sticks.
"You're welcome." Han Zhou didn't notice her abnormality.
The two found a place to sit down.
Zhong Ling picked up the bun and ate it in small bites. She looked up and glanced at Han Zhou from time to time. Seeing that he was eating happily, she hesitated for a while and then said softly: "Um... Junior, the buns are enough for me. I can't finish the fried dough sticks. How about you take them?"
"One bun shouldn't be enough, right?" Han Zhou looked at her puzzled.
"I have a small appetite."
Han Zhou recalled that Zhong Ling's appetite was indeed not big, but it was not so big that she couldn't even finish a fried dough stick. Seeing her evasive look, he thought thoughtfully, "Could it be that you, senior sister, don't like fried dough sticks?"
Zhong Ling was stunned for two seconds, wanting to shake her head to deny it, but she finally gave up and said weakly, "Is it...obvious?"
"It wasn't obvious just now, but it's obvious now."
Han Zhou was amused by her aggrieved look. He pushed the steamed bun he hadn't eaten yet to her and said, "If you don't like it, just say so. You should have told me just now."
"But this is your kindness..."
"You don't have to accept good intentions."
Han Zhou shook his head, and suddenly remembered that Zhong Yin once said that Zhong Ling was not good at rejecting others, so he specially taught the latter a simple and rough way of rejection -
"roll".
However, after spending some time with her, he discovered that Zhong Ling was not actually an introvert, but just had a gentle temperament. This girl's nervousness and anxiety often appeared in specific situations, such as when she was ignored or rejected by others. This might be related to her past experiences.
Seeing Zhong Ling holding the buns without saying anything, he smiled and said, "Can two buns fill you up?"
"OK."
Zhong Ling nodded, hesitated for a while, handed over the fried dough sticks on the table, and asked in his tone, "Will two fried dough sticks fill you up?"
Han Zhou found it funny for some reason, and imitated her tone and replied, "Sure."
Zhong Ling tilted her head, seemingly not understanding why her junior was laughing, but soon she also revealed a faint smile.
She held the bun in both hands and was about to take a bite when she suddenly said, "The buns here are delicious. Do you want to have some?"
"No thanks." Han Zhou drank soy milk. "I often ate the buns from this shop some time ago. They are really good. You recommended this window."
"You still remember."
The smile on Zhong Ling's face became even softer. She lowered her head and ate the bun in small bites. After a while, she said, "By the way, have you read the book you borrowed from me? You can ask me if you have any questions."
"Now that you put it that way, there are some things I don't understand..."
Han Zhou immediately asked for advice.
……
After breakfast, the two left the cafeteria while chatting, and did not separate until they arrived at the teaching area.