Chapter 152 Brothers, it’s time for dinner again! Chen felt that sometimes when he joked with Song Shiwei, his days at school seemed more relaxed and comfortable. As I get to know Song Shiwei better, I realize that she is not as heartless as she seems. Sister Sweet also has a sensitive and delicate emotional world in her heart. It's just that because of family reasons, she developed this cold, distant and self-suppressing personality. Anyway, it's just a sentence. She agreed with it. School Beauty Song is very tolerant. As long as it's not a joke like drinking from her water cup, she generally wouldn't mind. Next, Chen sniffed the faint fragrance around him and continued to read the remaining web design documents, hoping to find some good and feasible ideas. Song Shiwei had been taking notes beside them, and the two of them hardly spoke a word to each other, but the "rustling" sound of the writing made people feel inexplicably calm, and the white noise of turning pages of books and drinking water around them had a very hypnotic effect. Chen felt his eyelids gradually getting heavier. He suddenly lost consciousness and fell asleep on the table. He had a very hard time during this period and had a lot of things to think about, although he was happy to do it. But it is also a blessing to have such a moment of deep sleep and take a break from busy work. There was even a slight snoring sound.
Song Shiwei was not the only one sitting at the table. There were also classmates reading books across from him. When they heard the noise, they all looked over. Song Shiwei had never encountered such an embarrassing situation before. Noticing everyone's inquiring gazes, her first reaction was to wake up Chen Zhe. But when I had stretched my hand halfway, I suddenly thought that since he could fall asleep in such an environment, he must be very tired. Song Shiwei hesitated for a moment, and ultimately did not wake up Chen Zhe, but nodded apologetically to the classmate opposite him. Fortunately, everyone was quite magnanimous, or perhaps they recognized Song Shiwei early on and didn't take it too seriously. I just guessed the relationship between Song Shiwei and this boy with suspicion and curiosity. Song Shiwei finally breathed a sigh of relief and buried his head in taking notes again. However, out of the corner of his eye, he saw a pile of information scattered in front of Chen, messily squeezed to one side by his arms. Song Shiwei lowered her long eyelashes and tried not to care so much, but after writing a few words, it seemed that she couldn't help herself. He sighed softly, a hint of helplessness and anger flashed in his clear eyes. He put down his pen, picked up the pile of materials, gently sorted them out and put them aside. A girl across the street saw this and suddenly took out her phone and started typing. I wonder if she was gossiping with her roommates: ——Song Shiwei from Lingyuan was actually reading a book with a boy in the library. Song Shiwei wouldn't care about these things. Or rather, if the object of the scandal was Chen Zhe, she would have been used to it since high school. Chen Zhuo was unaware of this and he felt that this sleep was very comfortable until one idiot's hand suddenly slipped while drinking water and the cup fell to the ground with a clang. This sudden noise would probably only give you a slight fright if you weren't asleep. But when you are in deep sleep, it’s like someone hits you on the head with a hammer and you wake up suddenly from your dream. Chen raised his head blankly and looked around. Song Shiwei was still writing with a rustling sound. Her long black ponytail, as soft as silk, hung down on her shoulders. The skin on her cheeks was as delicate as a baby's. Her eyes were covered with a thin layer of water as she stared at the book intently. "what time is it." Chen asked, he found that many tables around were empty, and the students who worked and studied in the library had already started to organize and wipe the bookshelves.
Song Shiwei glanced at his watch: "It's 10 o'clock." Chen nodded, as if he had just woken up and hadn't reacted yet. He stared at Song Shiwei's wrist, which looked like a snowy lotus root, and suddenly said, "Is this watch a Cartier Blue Balloon?" Song Shiwei said nothing. Silence means consent. Chen laughed at himself and his sleepiness gradually faded away. The Cartier Blue Balloon watch is a new model released this year. Many people may not know this brand, but Song Shiwei can already wear the latest women's watch. It’s not too expensive, just over 4 RMB. Song Shiwei didn't know what Chen's smile meant, so she thought for a moment and explained, "My father brought it to me when he was on a business trip." "I didn't mean anything else. I just remembered that my starting capital was about 4 yuan, which is the price of your watch." Chen smiled and said, "The rest were pieced together from here and there." "Is this your stock trading capital?" Song Shiwei reacted. "Yes." Chen nodded and said, "In fact, all my tuition fees were paid with student loans, my cell phone is made in China, and I only buy the cheapest second-hand computers. I put all the money I saved into the financial market." Song Shiwei was a little surprised. She could guess that Chen Zhuo spent all his living expenses on stocks, so he was eating everywhere, but she didn't expect him to play so big. In fact, for college students, being able to collect about 13 yuan to enter the stock market was not something that an ordinary family could do in 2007. But compared with a family like Song Shiwei's, there is still a big gap. After all, Lao Song is the executive director of CITIC. Not only is he not short of money, but this business card will be a golden sign wherever he is placed. At this time, the students who were working part-time in the library came to take away the books on the table and interrupted the conversation between Chen Zhuo and Song Shiwei. Chen Zhuo took out an ID and handed it over: "Brother, we are one family, I will collect it later." "Ok?" Song Shiwei didn't know what this "our own people" meant. Unexpectedly, after the other party looked at the ID, he looked at Chen in surprise, and then really left. "If you don't bring your campus card in the future, I can take you into the library without a card." Chen grinned. Song Shiwei leaned over to take a look and found that it was Chen Zhuo's work-study certificate in the library. "How come you have everything?" Song Shiwei couldn't help but say that she felt like it had only been two months since school started, but Chen Zhe could be seen everywhere, from the Student Union to the Youth League Committee, to the administrative leader's office, and now the library. I feel like this person has figured out everything about college.
"This is where it goes." Chen Zhuowu said with regret: "Next time I will get a certificate in the cafeteria so that I can eat for free." Song Shiwei finally couldn't help it, and started pretending not to know the acting, and a smile finally appeared on the corner of her mouth. This was the second time Chen Zhuo saw Song Shiwei smile. His expression was as cold as ice and snow the moment before, but the next moment it became richer, with a bright and moving pink color on his cheeks. Seeing Chen staring at him, Song Shiwei turned his head, tidied up the things on the table and prepared to return to the dormitory. "that……" Chen Zhuo said, "I didn't eat anything tonight, do you want to have a midnight snack together?" He already has Yu Xian, and he didn't say that he had to do anything with Song Shiwei, but he did not have any meals tonight, and it was better to have a barbecue than to go back and eat instant noodles. However, when she heard the request for midnight snack, Song Shiwei subconsciously wanted to refuse. Because her mother Lu Man never let her eat these things. Even though sometimes when I pass by the smoky barbecue stalls outside the school and smell the rich aroma of cumin and chili powder in the air, I have wanted to try it. Besides, this is with Chen Zhe, not with anyone else. When Song Shiwei was hesitating, his cell phone suddenly rang. It was his roommate Cong Ni calling. "Hey, Weiwei, where are you?" Cong Ni asked. "library." There were very few people around at this time, and Song Shiwei did not go out to answer the call. "I just saw a post on the BBS. A classmate said he saw you and a boy reading in the library." Cong Ni asked curiously: "Is that boy Chen Zhuo?" "Ah." Song Shiwei responded softly. "Ha, it's him after all." Cong Ni said in a tone of "I guessed it right": "When will you return to the dormitory?" "I……" Song Shiwei glanced at Chen Zhe, paused and said, "Let's go have a midnight snack." When Chen Zhuo heard this, he thought to himself, School Beauty Song is great. She really can't bear to see me go hungry. After all, we have been classmates for so many years. If we use a famous quote from the Internet: Brothers, it’s time for dinner again! ······ (End of this chapter)