The first thing they did was install the game discs they had received as a gift. They were probably pirated versions, costing 10 yuan each.
Red Alert, Diablo, The Legend of the Sword and Fairy, and many other games. It was a familiar scene. Even Wang Lei, who was the calmest among them, was eager to play. Qin Guan missed this scene.
Qin Guan was not interested in those lousy games. Instead, he wanted to enrich himself. His roommates were shouting loudly though. Even their roommates were watching them from behind with their stools.
That's right, they were watching. Watching others play was enough to make them happy. Those classic games were really fascinating.
Ever since they had bought the computer, more and more people had come to visit them. Even those who walked through the streets and alleys wanted to play the game.
Inadvertently, the people in the dormitory got to know a lot of friends. Taking advantage of this, the boss inexplicably passed the application for the student council and became a glorious official member of the student council. He also vaguely became the leader of the first-year boys.
Qin Guan was so handsome that he had no friends. Boys who had never met him couldn't figure him out. Now that they had met him, they realized that he was so handsome that they had to add him as a friend. That way, they would have a group of bad friends.
Qin Guan had been accepted by the boys, and he had established himself as the Prince Charming of the freshmen. Only after understanding him would he have the right to speak. The boys gave Qin Guan a thumbs-up from the bottom of their hearts. That's right, Prince Charming!
The computer could not only be used to play games. Qin Guan had installed a home software and urged everyone to keep a small account in it.
Qin Guan's income from October to November was as follows:
Tutoring income: 800 yuan + 500 yuan in a red packet for a semester = 1,300 yuan
Part-time income: 400 yuan from the Bateau Exhibition + 200 yuan in a red packet = 600 yuan
Part-time income from Pringles Potato Chips: 240 yuan Total: 600 + 240 yuan = 840 yuan
Monthly income: 1,300 + 840 yuan = 2,140 yuan
His monthly living expenses were about 100 yuan, and he had 2,140 + 100 yuan = 2,240 yuan.
Qin Guan was surprised that he still had so much money left after treating his roommates to dinner and saving money for the computer.
Qin Guan did not plan to look for more part-time jobs in November and December, as he had two important exams in December: CET-4 and CET-5 in abacus.
Qin Guan checked his schedule. The computerized accounting exam was over in October, and he had not finished teaching the courses yet. He would not be able to attend the exam in time.
There was still time for Level 5 of Abacus in December. There were three subjects that were required for the accounting certificate: Accounting Basics, Regulations and Professional Ethics, and Elementary Accounting Computerization (Accounting Computerization).
A certificate of Abacus Level Five was necessary. He planned to try to get an accounting certificate during his sophomore year in college, which was the first step of his plan.
His plan was very full. He didn't take big strides. As long as he walked step by step, he would eventually reach a certain height.
Cong Nianwei understood his difficulties. Actually, if he appeared in front of her every day, she would kick him out. Cong Nianwei was also very busy. As a student majoring in architecture, it was much more difficult than other majors.
Cong Nianwei was still trying to improve her painting skills. She had no time to talk to Qin Guan. Was it edible? Qin Guan hung up the phone with tears streaming down his face. It was a blow to him that he was chasing after a female straight-A student.
Huang Jiajia was also in a bad mood recently. She had also suffered a blow from her Prince Charming.
With all her hard work, she managed to catch up with her homework a little. At the very least, she was able to understand in class. Just as she was feeling gratified, she turned around and saw her top student Prince Charming furiously gnawing on an English dictionary that was as big as a brick. He felt that his achievement was too weak.
It was December. Everyone in the dormitory was ready. They took their admission tickets, papers, and pens, and entered the lecture hall to take the CET-4 exam with a group of sophomores.
These six people really attracted too much hatred. Before the bell to hand in their papers rang, they had already filled up their papers, handed them in, and left.
They walked out of the examination room feeling relaxed. All the knowledge was within the scope of the revision. Such a result would add a stroke to their resumes.
Next was Qin Guan's CET-5 abacus. Wang Lei also joined in the fun. The registration fee was 40 yuan per person, and they would be out in 20 minutes. Three days later, the results would be out, and they would get a certificate.
The two of them carried their abacuses and teased each other in the dormitory, "Have a safe trip, Shopkeeper. Shopkeeper will come again." Then, they leisurely rushed to the examination hall.
The invigilator squinted his eyes. He thought Qin Guan was a calculator for a long time. His posture and gestures were perfect. Qin Guan wanted to tell the invigilator that this was nothing in front of a retentive memory.
When the two of them came out with their abacuses, they couldn't compare their answers. One of them was A, while the other was B, to prevent cheating.
Qin Guan let out a long breath when he was out of the examination room. He could finally relax for a while before the winter vacation. He had to make fewer arrangements for himself and take a break. He couldn't be too tired.
After the two of them came out of the examination hall, they went straight to Pot City. Their dormitory mates held a celebration, but it was actually just an excuse to have a sumptuous meal. After eating in the school cafeteria for a few days, the few of them felt that the food was tasteless.
The nearest First Pot of the City was in Beipingzhuang. The six of them rode their bicycles along the Third Ring Road in a grand manner.
For a roomful of foodies, the distance of a few kilometers was really nothing. They ran along the Third Ring Road, which was full of ditches, all the way to Yang Hezi.
When they arrived at the entrance of First Pot of the City, it was just in time for dinner. The lobby was already packed with people. The waiter, with a white towel over his head, looked at the young people who were almost drooling. He couldn't bear it anymore.
He got some stools for picking vegetables from the kitchen and asked them to sit at the entrance. If not for the sincerity of opening a restaurant at that time, who would eat here if they dared to get a few broken benches and didn't even have a glass of water?
They didn't care. They just sat at the entrance in a row. Looking at the crowd, Qin Guan didn't think it was a good idea to wait like that. He pulled the eldest and the sixth brothers over and whispered for a while. Then the three of them entered the room together.
The third, fourth and fifth brothers were confused. They looked at each other, wondering what the three of them were doing.
Qin Guan looked around and found that some tables were almost finished. He stood in a line with Lao Da and Lao Liu in front of those tables.
The three of them didn't say anything. The sixth brother looked at the leftovers with clear and longing eyes, expressing his desire for food.
Boss, on the other hand, just unleashed his aura and smacked Old Six's head. He howled in Northeastern dialect, "Have you never seen food before? Are you the reincarnation of a hungry ghost?"
The sixth brother groaned and covered his head with his hands. "Brother, I'm hungry. I'm really hungry!"
Qin Guan took the eldest brother's hand and said, "The sixth brother is still young. He just wants some food. There's no need to beat him up."
There were a few kind-looking middle-aged men at the table that had almost finished eating. One of the women looked at Lao Liu as if he was a pitiful child, and her motherly instincts immediately shone. Then, when she saw Lao Liu's ferocious look and asked him to endure it, she suddenly felt sad.
They were about to finish their food and had planned to leave the restaurant after some small talk. Looking at the scene, they felt sorry for the child.
One of them said to Qin Guan, "Hey, kid, don't beat him up. Ask the waiter to clean up the table. We'll finish our food soon."
Qin Guan looked at them gratefully and glanced at the table. The plate of chrysanthemum was still untouched. He said shyly, "It's okay. We'll wait."
The older sister said, "Don't! Look at him. He's so hungry that he's about to cry. We're full."
Qin Guan hurriedly thanked them, "Thank you, brothers. Thank you, sister." The middle-aged woman was amused by Qin Guan. She said with a smile, "You're a sister, kid. You're so poor. I'm old enough to be your mother. That's enough. We're leaving."
When the customers left and the waiter cleaned up the table, Qin Guan waved at the three people outside the door and asked them to come and eat.
The six of them sat down in unison. When they were hungry, food was especially delicious. They ordered a big pot of lamb scorpion, as well as seven or eight plates of steamed meat and vegetables.
When the pot was served, everyone held their chopsticks and waited impatiently for the pot to boil again. The lamb scorpion meat was soaked in the sauce, and the secret sauce was poured over it. When it boiled on the charcoal pot, the unique aroma of lamb and spices wafted out.
As soon as the soup in the pot bubbled, they scrambled to put their chopsticks into the pot. One by one, one by one, they began to eat noisily.
The lamb scorpion was not only delicious, but also well-cooked. Qin Guan picked up one end of the lamb bone and shook it on the small plate. The meat fell loose. While Qin Guan was feeling proud of his skill, he saw Lao San pick up several pieces of meat from the plate and eat them slowly.
When the few of them saw this, they thought, 'You can't be like this.' They were all waiting for the bell to clang, so they all started to attack. The old lady at the next table looked at the way these people ate and silently pulled her chair a little further away.
They scooped up all the meat in the pot and asked the waiter to fill it with some lamb soup. The milky white lamb soup mixed with the secret sauce of the lamb scorpion gave off a strong temptation.
They stopped gnawing on the bones and put a few plates of mutton into the pot. Everyone stared at each other. When the color of the mutton changed and the boiling pot floated up, the second round of competition began.
When night fell, they were already full. When they paid the bill, each of them had less than 30 yuan.
When they got on their bicycles, ready to go back to Xue Xiaoshi, they looked at each other. They were so full that they didn't even have the strength to ride. This was a house full of promising people.
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