Rebirth: At the beginning, the cool school beauty was caught stealing in the supermarket

Chapter 572 Going Home and Renting a New House

Zheng Yifeng's eyes showed surprise after hearing this: "When was it written?"

“This kind of thing isn’t something you can come up with in a day. As long as inspiration strikes, you can finish the whole song in one night,” Lu Yuanqiu replied.

Ironically, he finished writing it the night before the final exam. Perhaps he was under pressure after studying for so many days, and he needed a place to release that pressure. Creation was the best outlet for that pressure.

Zheng Yifeng greeted him with a smile: "Let me see."

"What are you looking at now... the sentences don't even match up very well yet. I'll find time to revise them later."

Fingel also came over: "Let's take a look!"

"No."

Lu Yuanqiu walked forward like a shy little girl.

Zheng Yifeng and Fingel exchanged a glance, smiled at the same time, and followed behind Lu Yuanqiu.

Because he received a special wooden bowl, Lu Yuanqiu now likes to take noodles home to eat, and he has become a toy whose psychology is being manipulated by "capital".

After all, you can't just leave a bowl unused in your dorm room, right? It's like buying a candlestick; you can't just buy candles without buying candles, can you?

Damn, did Capital Xia predict this too? That's amazing!

At the Human World Restaurant, Lu Yuanqiu leaned against the counter and said, "Two bowls of noodles to go, as usual."

Fingel was still agonizing over what to have for dinner, while Lu Yuanqiu and Zheng Yifeng were too lazy to think about it. They just ordered a bowl of noodles and decided to wait until they were sick of it before deciding what to eat.

"Okay," Bai Qingxia replied.

Zheng Yifeng then noticed the wooden bowls piled up in the shop and asked, "Could I have a wooden bowl? I don't want to use plastic ones anymore. But I haven't collected all the cards yet, I'll get them later."

“Of course.” After saying that, Bai Qingxia turned around and picked out a number from the pile of wooden bowls, then handed it to Zheng Yifeng.

Lu Yuanqiu leaned closer to take a look, picked up Zheng Yifeng's bowl and examined it, his eyes revealing envy: "It's actually 007? 007 hasn't been delivered yet?"

Bai Qingxia slowed her stirring motions, silently looked at Lu Yuanqiu, and explained, "Not yet... Currently, besides yours, only five people have collected all 30 cards, and they've only been delivered to 006."

Zheng Yifeng turned his head: "You like it? How about we switch?"

Lu Yuanqiu looked at him and quickly shook his head: "That won't do. 001 was specially left for me by Bai Qingxia."

Lu Yuanqiu examined Zheng Yifeng's bowl, his fingers tracing the numbers on it. In terms of numbers alone, Lu Yuanqiu preferred 007. He had liked the number 7 since he was a child, and having watched so many movies since childhood, 007 was a household name.

But Bai Qingxia giving him 001 must have meant that it was the "first" or "one-of-a-kind" item; it was her way of showing her affection.

"Since I gave it to you, just take it." Lu Yuanqiu handed the bowl back to Zheng Yifeng.

Zheng Yifeng took the bowl, glanced at Bai Qingxia, and nodded to Lu Yuanqiu: "I'll go sit over there and wait."

After Zheng Yifeng left, Bai Qingxia asked Lu Yuanqiu, "What's so good about 007?"

"It's nothing, I just watched the movie when I was a kid," Lu Yuanqiu explained with a smile.

"Oh..." Bai Qingxia pouted, then paused and said, "Bring your wooden bowl over after you finish eating."

"Huh? Why? There's no need to replace it, and there's no need to make two 007s. This bowl is engraved with numbers, and sending it out in numerical order would be very meaningful. It's better if the numbers are unique."

Bai Qingxia shook her head: "No, I can just engrave some things on your bowl myself, to make it even more unique."

Lu Yuanqiu was taken aback by his question, then smiled and said, "Actually, it's already the most special one, after all, it's the first bowl we've given away... What are you planning to carve on it?"

"Hmm, let me think about it. I'll give it to you after the exam."

Bai Qingxia responded to him. Only when he heard "exam" did Lu Yuanqiu remember that Bai Qingxia had handed in her paper and left 30 minutes after the exam started.

"You walked quite fast today."

While stirring the noodles, Bai Qingxia replied, "Recently, because of the card collecting, a lot of people have come to eat noodles, and Aunt Xu is a little overwhelmed. Anyway, I can finish writing in 30 minutes, so I'm just sitting there doing nothing."

Looking at the people queuing at the door, Lu Yuanqiu rolled his eyes and, suppressing a laugh, asked, "How much did you earn yesterday?"

This topic seemed very exciting. As soon as Bai Qingxia heard this, she couldn't help but smile. She lowered her head and bit her lip, her face revealing an undisguised smile: "Well... not much."

Lu Yuanqiu: "Why are you being modest with me?"

Bai Qingxia became embarrassed. She glanced at the long line of people next to her, stood on tiptoe, and whispered in Lu Yuanqiu's ear, "Anyway, I got 2500 yuan yesterday."

"2500 a day, that's 70,000 to 80,000 a month."

"It's not like I earn that much every day..." Bai Qingxia muttered softly, but her face still showed undisguised joy.

Although Lu Yuanqiu had seen many ups and downs, he was still surprised by how fast Bai Qingxia made money. If it were the era of short videos, Bai Qingxia's noodle shop would definitely be even more popular, since the noodles were delicious and the gimmick was great.

"By the way, Lu Yuanqiu, I'm planning to rent a new place when I go home for this holiday. It's a three-bedroom apartment, one room for me, one for my dad, and one for Aunt Zhang and Ranran," Bai Qingxia said, sharing her thoughts.

"Where to rent?"

"Happiness Lane?" Bai Qingxia asked tentatively in a low voice, seeking the other party's advice.

Lu Yuanqiu smiled and said, "Sure, I'll have my dad take a look for you later. Once you've checked it out, Aunt Zhang and the others can move in right away."

"Okay, then I'll trouble Uncle Lu. I'll go back and give him the money."

"Ah."

Lu Yuanqiu was smiling at the girl's face when he suddenly pointed at the pot in front of her, his eyes wide, and said, "It's boiled dry! It's boiled dry!"

"ah!"

Bai Qingxia quickly reached out to turn off the stove.

Zheng Yifeng, who was sitting in his seat, looked up and looked over.

"..."

His stomach started growling.

……

Exam week flies by, and in the blink of an eye, it's the last exam class, and it's already early July, the height of summer.

Lu Yuanqiu sat in the examination room, watching the backs of his classmates, and silently exhaled.

My freshman year is finally coming to an end. A lot has happened in this short year, and I've forgotten many details. What I remember most vividly is the intense review process in the last two weeks.

It was really tiring; Lu Yuanqiu's head was about to explode from memorizing all that reading.

He really envied Bai Qingxia and Zheng Yifeng, two gifted individuals. One had a photographic memory, while the other relied solely on understanding, not memory.

Today, the proctor is Mr. Gongyang, who proposed oxytocin. Despite the July weather, he is still wearing a flamboyant white shirt, the outline of his muscles faintly visible beneath it.

Lu Yuanqiu thought that Teacher Gongyang must have deliberately worn a shirt that was a size too small.

(End of this chapter)