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Chapter Eleven: Open the door and check the water meter 【Part 1】(1/2)

"Bang, bang, bang..."

Just as Wang Fan was still reminiscing about the intoxication he had just learned from the device, there was a rapid knock on the door.

"Wang Fan, open the door, open the door."

"Where are the people?"

"Hurry up..."

The door hasn't opened yet,

Across the door, just by hearing the sound, Wang Fan knew who was standing outside the door at this moment. Except for his good gay friend Tao Wei, it was estimated that no one else would come over at this time.

open the door,

Tao Wei was seen carrying a bottle of beer in his left hand and a packaging bag in his right hand. It could be vaguely seen that there were some cooked food, braised chicken legs, chicken wings, duck heads and quite a few skewers inside.

"Come on, come on, get out of the way."

"Don't block the road."

"Carrying such a heavy thing from the first floor to the seventh floor makes me exhausted."

"I'm not saying that I shouldn't have lived in this community in the first place. Although it's a little cheaper, it's very tiring to climb up and down every day without an elevator."

“Not worth it!”

Tao Wei entered the door very skillfully, then put the large and small bags on the coffee table, and flopped down on the sofa, while not busy complaining.

The community where Wang Fan lives is the one closest to Xuan Gong University.

At that time, Wang Fan rented it just for convenience.

And it's not expensive, only 700 a month, and it's well-decorated, which is more than 10% lower than other places.

But the only drawback is that there is no elevator.

I can only climb stairs every day to go up and downstairs.

Wang Fan is nothing special. He is 1.8 meters tall, weighs 75kg, and has a very well-proportioned figure. His muscles are visible even after taking off his clothes. Climbing stairs is considered exercise.

But it’s just a pain for Tao Wei.

Every time I come here to play, I sweat profusely climbing up the stairs.

Complaining is essential.

Wang Fan ignored Tao Wei's complaints, looked at the pile of cooked food, stared at Tao Wei who was lying in a puddle of mud on the sofa, and asked with some confusion:

"What happy event are you doing?"

"Why did you bring such a big bag?"

"It's not like your style."

Tao Wei smiled and said: "What other happy events can there be."

"I can't just come here to care for you."

"I came here specifically to express my condolences."

"Impossible." Wang Fan shook his head.

"Are you looking down on me too much? What kind of person am I?"

Tao Wei immediately retorted.

Wang Fan nodded seriously: "Yes."

"So tell me quickly, what's the good thing? Which girl did you hook up with? Let me guess, the jk from the School of Foreign Languages? Or the royal sister from the Chinese Language and Literature?"

"Or is it that you have a new goal recently?"

"It's not me who said that we are about to graduate, but we can no longer waste the flowers of our motherland."

Listening to Wang Fan slandering him, Tao Wei spoke repeatedly and stood up:

"Don't say this nonsense."

"I don't understand anything about foreign languages ​​or Chinese language and literature. It's all nonsense."

"Be careful if I sue you for slander!"

Tao Wei tried his best to defend himself, his face turned red, but looking at Wang Fan's unbelieving expression, he finally gave up and lay down on the sofa and spread his hands:

"Okay, you win."

"There is indeed good news."

"But not that way."

"Which aspect is that? Can you explain it to me?"

Wang Fan asked with interest,

He pointed at the pile of food on the table.

"It's a long story."

"Then let's make a long story short."

"Ahem, it's like this. It was a dark and windy night for a month. I had just finished my self-study in the evening and was dragging my heavy body on the school avenue. It was the coldest month of winter, the autumn wind was bleak, the cold wind was gusting, and I was freezing.

Shivering..."

Wang Fan didn't want to talk nonsense and directly interrupted Tao Wei who wanted to further develop.

This guy is in aircraft control,

Not sending him to acting school would be a disgrace to his talent.

The entertainment industry has lost another great general.

"Tell the important point."

"Which department is it from?" Wang Fan asked directly.

"Material!"

Hearing this, Wang Fan was slightly startled, and then immediately reacted:

"Good boy, it turns out you noticed someone in our department."

"I bet these are all intelligence fees. Just now I really thought the sun was rising in the west."

"Sure enough, I still thought too much."

"No, no, not entirely. The main reason is that I haven't seen you in the past two weeks. I came to see you. The central task is to reward you. As for asking for news, that's just incidental."

Wang Fan continued to tease: "Really?"

Tao Wei seemed very sincere, nodding his head like a green onion:

"By the way, it's really just by the way."

This look perfectly illustrates: bending down only for beautiful women.

Seeing this,

Wang Fan stopped teasing. The two of them each had a bottle of beer and some cooked braised pork while chatting.

After some exchanges,

Wang Fan finally understood the whole story.

This guy's eyesight is not bad,

He immediately set his sights on the top student in their Materials Department.

However, according to Wang Fan’s knowledge,

That academic tycoon has not seen any men around him for four years in college.

My best friend,

Wang Fan looked at Tao Wei and shook his head, forget it.

Tao Wei noticed Wang Fan: "Why are you shaking your head?"

"Cheering for you."

"What, shaking your head means cheering?"

"I don't study well, don't lie to me!"

"Really!" Wang Fan said seriously, his eyes widened, showing sincerity:

"In our hometown, this is what shaking your head means. If you don't believe me, you can find a chance to ask. I promise I won't lie to you."

Wang Fan slapped his chest so loudly,

That posture, that tone, I almost believed it.

"Uh-huh."
To be continued...
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