I really like your sand sculpture group friends

As if waking from a dream, Xi Shaojie suddenly slapped Zhong Taihong on the back, causing him to stumble and almost fall.

"Oh right, I forgot, Lao Mo, could you ask your online friend to duo queue with us again?"

"I don't have time. I need to make a documentation later."

Although I have ideas and know how to solve the problem of business application, I still need to make a PPT or Word document.

"Oh, just two."

Forget it, I feel like if I disagree, these two will keep bothering me, so I might as well resolve it sooner rather than later.

"...Okay, two then."

Xi Shaojie nodded in satisfaction: "Considering you brought us here, we won't hold it against you for forgetting to bring back drinks because you were busy playing with Yan."

Mo Xiangwen was taken aback and thought about it carefully.

He did seem to... say he'd treat them to drinks? How could I forget?

Chapter 74 Drink More Hot Water

Early morning sunlight streamed into the dormitory.

"So sleepy." Mo Xiangwen yawned at his sleepy reflection in the mirror.

He picked up a wet towel and vigorously wiped his face. The cold water made him feel awake for a moment, but he could still feel the weariness, though he had temporarily given up.

Last night, we were playing a game together. They had a huge advantage in the early game, but they kept playing recklessly and ended up getting turned around by their opponents.

They had the nerve to complain after losing, shouting, "I refuse to end the broadcast in shame, I'll play again after I win one more game!"

When has he ever suffered such injustice? He was playing games with Yan Nuoya and still managed to lose a whole page of red text.

If he hadn't won a game in the final chaotic brawl, he doubted whether he would have been able to log off before the power went out.

These guys really need to lose weight; they're so heavy, it's impossible to lift them.

As a result, the novel update he planned to write last night, and the documents he was prepared to submit along with the studio project application form, remained untouched.

Luckily, it's Saturday, so I don't have classes.

He decided to have breakfast first before going back to writing.

He opened the wardrobe and abandoned the idea of ​​changing into long pants.

No plans for today. I'll just go out to buy breakfast and come back. I'll do whatever makes me comfortable.

He grabbed a clean T-shirt, put it on, paired it with yesterday's athletic shorts, and went out in slippers.

There was still some time before the morning rush hour, and only a few people had formed a queue in front of the cafeteria.

He randomly chose a shorter line and ordered a bowl of wonton noodles at the window.

He looked around for a seat; there were plenty of empty seats in the cafeteria, but he habitually wanted to find a corner on the side.

His gaze swept over the window seat, and he paused, noticing a familiar figure sitting there alone.

It's Yan Nuoya.

She was eating quietly with her head down and a bowl in front of her.

Mo Xiangwen paused for a moment. Should he go over there? Or go somewhere else? He hesitated for two seconds, then carried the tray over.

Good morning, Noah.

Mo Xiangwen sat down opposite her, and only then did he realize that Yan Nuoya's breakfast today was a bowl of vegetable and lean meat porridge.

The porridge was quite thick, with green leafy vegetables and finely shredded meat spread on top, steaming hot, and looked very appetizing.

Yan Nuoya seemed a little surprised as well. She paused and stopped drinking her porridge.

Instead, she took out a tissue from her small bag and wiped her mouth before looking up at him.

Good morning, Xiang Wen.

Yan Nuoya noticed his gaze, glanced in the direction he was looking, and smiled slightly: "If you want to try it, you can buy one yourself."

She paused for a moment, then smiled knowingly, "Unless...?"

“That’s too little. You should eat it yourself.” Mo Xiangwen smiled and replied calmly, “If I want more, I can order another serving.”

"But Nuoya, is one bowl of porridge enough nutrition for you? You need to take care of yourself."

Mo Xiangwen picked up the wonton noodles from the tray and, to her surprise, placed them next to her bowl of meat porridge.

"If you don't mind, Noah, I have quite a few wontons here. Would you like to try some? I haven't touched them anyway."

Since the last time he ate cold noodles with Yan Nuoya outside the scenic area, he knew that although she had a great figure, her appetite was no different from that of an ordinary girl.

Even her own bowl of porridge was probably too much for her.

Yan Nuoya pursed her lips and looked at him silently.

She thought to herself, slightly annoyed, "Just as malicious as yesterday."

Mo Xiangwen smiled with satisfaction. Just as he was about to reach out and take the wonton noodles back, he saw Yan Nuoya start to move.

"Okay, wait a moment." Yan Nuoya got up and left.

Just as he was wondering, Yan Nuoya returned shortly afterward with a small bowl and a spoon.

"Thank you then, Mo Xiangwen." Yan Nuoya placed the bowl in the middle of the table and said with a light laugh.

...This person is certain; given his personality, he would at most retaliate with a bit of teasing.

He pressed his tongue against his teeth, and the slight stinging sensation cleared his mind a little.

"Well then, Yan, you can add whatever you want," Mo Xiangwen said with a smile. "Anyway, if it's not enough, I can order another serving. Don't be shy."

Yan Nuoya paused for a moment, then actually started scooping up wontons one after another into her bowl.

No, they don't look alike at all.

When it came to the fourth one, Mo Xiangwen sighed inwardly and said, "Be careful not to overeat and upset your stomach."

He didn't mind, because he could just order another one if necessary. What he was worried about was that Yan Nuoya might force herself to eat even if she couldn't finish it, which could upset her stomach.

Let's leave it at that; it's better for everyone.

The two tacitly avoided mentioning what had just happened, and silently pulled their bowls back.

However, Mo Xiangwen noticed that she looked much more relaxed now compared to when everyone was there yesterday.

“I come to the cafeteria for breakfast almost every day at this time.” After a moment of silence, Mo Xiangwen casually asked a question: “But this is the first time I’ve met you in the cafeteria.”

"Yes, because I usually get up earlier." Yan Nuoya nodded gently. "I got up late today."

As for why he woke up late, he guessed it was because he had asked Yan Nuoya to play a couple more games with him last night.

Going to jail alone would be too painful.

With Yan Nuoya by his side, at least his experience wouldn't be too bad.

He shifted his gaze somewhat guiltily, subtly changing the subject: "So, after dinner, are we going back to the dorm?"

Yan Nuoya shook her head, somewhat amused, when she saw him like this.

"No, I'm going to the library to read later."

Mo Xiangwen was taken aback. The library?

No, thinking about it carefully, there's no problem. Yan Nuoya's original impression of him was that she was a girl who liked to read.

Besides, she also mentioned in the group chat that it's normal for her not to get along with her roommates and not to want to stay in the dorm for long periods of time.

So, he had never asked Yan Nuoya what she did outside of class before, because he had no reason or right to ask such a question.

Yan Nuoya glanced at his expression and guessed what he was thinking. She chuckled and said, "I'm not so fragile that I need special care."

"Besides," she paused slightly, then continued, "I actually quite enjoy spending time in the library."

Even so, she felt much happier to receive such care from her friends.

"Alright, hurry up and eat, or it'll get cold," she urged.

As if to prove that she really didn't care, Yan Nuoya scooped up some porridge and sipped it slowly.

Indeed, Mo Xiangwen thought about it and decided to put the matter aside for the time being.

After all, he didn't know much about the specifics of the relationship between Yan Nuoya and her roommate.

If you really asked him to come up with a solution, he couldn't think of a suitable one for the time being.

However, before having breakfast, he had one more question to ask Yan Nuoya.

"By the way, why is the reward for clearing the level a cup?"

Yan Nuoya paused for a moment, then whispered, "Who knows? Maybe it's to make you drink more hot water?"

Chapter Seventy-Five: Su Mengyao's Plan

On Monday, their morning classes officially ended when the old professor on the podium announced the end of get out of class.

After a series of clattering chairs, the students slowly walked out of the classroom in small groups, chatting as they went.

Although he had told his roommate in advance that he had something to do today and didn't need to wait for him.

But to his surprise, Zhong Taihong and the others waved him off impatiently, not bothering to listen to his explanation, and left.

I don't know why, but these people have been coming to ask me to go together less and less often.

"Sigh, in the end, the feelings just faded," he thought to himself.

"I'm going to the startup incubator. Do you want to come with me?" Mo Xiangwen asked casually.

Yan Nuoya was slightly taken aback, her delicate eyebrows furrowed, and then she shook her head: "Sorry, I have to go to the office, my counselor is looking for me."

Mo Xiangwen asked curiously, "What's wrong? Do you need me to go with you first?"

"No need, the counselor only contacted me." Yan Nuoya gently shook her head, declining his offer.

It's quite strange. Lately, the counselor has been contacting them in pairs, but this time he only called Yan Nuoya.

It seems highly likely that this has nothing to do with Bai Shishi; it's probably Yan Nuoya's own business.

In that instant, he suddenly remembered when the counselor asked the two of them if they were willing to help, and casually mentioned Yan Nuoya's matter.

That was about Yan Nuoya's "application".

He noticed it at the time, but didn't ask Yan Nuoya about it afterwards.

However, considering that Yan Nuoya is a known liar... and given that she doesn't like staying in the dormitory, it's highly likely that she applied for off-campus accommodation.

Applying for overnight accommodation is actually quite common.

After all, they're college students; their relationships are passionate and intense, easily ignited.

If you make them stay in school dormitories, they'll find ways to go to hotels and inns every now and then.

Putting aside the inconvenience, my wallet can't withstand this kind of abuse.

The money spent on a few hotel stays is enough to rent a house for a month.

As a result, a large number of couples applied to stay overnight outside the home.

However, the probability of foreign aid applications being approved is actually quite low.

After all, teachers and leaders aren't fools; they know the truth about the students very well.

Although students are adults and should be responsible for their own choices.

But if there's a real problem and the parents aren't aware of it, they'll still come to the school.

Therefore, even though staying overnight away from home only requires the applicant's signature in principle, to ensure a smooth process, it is generally necessary to have the parents' signatures to prove their knowledge.

Even if the school cannot be exempted from liability, it should at least try to minimize its own responsibility.

Of course, in many cases, if the application for off-campus accommodation is rejected, the student simply goes out and rents a place to live on their own.

Anyway, the school can't send people to inspect the dormitories every day.

They're all college students; there's no such logic to them.

If anything goes wrong, the school can claim that the student stayed out of the dormitory without permission to reduce its responsibility.