Qin Guan's stall had been open for seven or eight days. There were more and more customers, and the three of them were very busy.
They were so busy that they didn't notice the strangeness of the customers.
There were more and more female customers in front of Qin Guan's stall. A group of female students were eating skewers and staring at Qin Guan, drooling.
The reason was simple. On the first day of business, a female student had come to the night market to buy some draft beer for her father. She found that the boy was a little handsome.
She took a closer look. Oh my god! Isn't he a small boy?
As a schoolgirl who often looked at her Prince Charming from afar, it was a great happiness for her to be only half a meter away from her Prince Charming.
Thus, the junior held a plastic bag of draft beer and stood by the kebab stall, watching to her heart's content. Her father tasted hot beer for the first time.
The schoolgirl was still very excited when she got home. In order to express her joy, she called a dozen like-minded female classmates and told them about the story between her and her Prince Charming.
The news spread quickly. All the students living nearby knew that their Prince Charming, who had graduated, had set up a stall in the night market.
They all came to buy skewers and have a look. They always felt that one look was not enough. Their Prince Charming had graduated, and they wouldn't be able to see him when he returned to school.
Their stall was surrounded by pink bubbles every day. Our Prince Charming is still so handsome even with a dog nibbling on his head. What should we do?
When the girls saw Qin Guan's super handsome hairstyle, they all agreed that he had to be the most handsome boy in the history of No. 1 Middle School.
She said disdainfully, "When he is still so handsome even with a dog nibbling on his head, then he can talk to us about being handsome. That guy is much worse than our Prince Charming. You know Qin Guan, right? Blah, blah, blah. "
In this strange atmosphere, Qin Guan ended their business of making money.
A few days before the university term began, Qin Guan gave the Iron Barbecue Stand to his cousin so that he could earn some extra money on weekends.
Zhou Jing and Li Jian went to Qin Guan's house early to divide the booty. They piled up all the money they had made in the past month and counted it carefully. Each of them had more than 2,000 yuan.
Two thousand yuan was a huge sum of money for a student in 1998.
Zhou Jing and Li Jian jumped up and down excitedly, while Qin Guan sighed.
That amount of money was not enough to buy a good computer. However, when he thought about it, he realized that computers nowadays were still using the W95, and he immediately felt relieved. Then I'll ask my parents to spend more money and buy a cell phone.
August 29th, 1998, the day after the Qixi Festival, Saturday, sunny weather.
His parents stuffed the last shirt into their bulging luggage. This was the beginning of Qin Guan's first mobile phone purchase.
Zhenhua Commercial Building was the largest shopping mall in Y City. The cellphone counter on the first floor was definitely an exclusive counter for the people of that era.
Qin Guan led his parents to the counter with ease. There were very few cell phones in 1998. Nokia, Motorola, Siemens, and Ericsson. Mitsubishi.
There were not many models, but they were quite expensive. The three of them looked at all the models carefully, and Qin Guan decided to buy a Nokia 5110.
It had a long standby time, a bright color, strong resistance, and could even be used as a weapon when necessary — a brick.
He took out the red packet that his parents had rewarded him. Together with the harvest from the night market, he spent more than 5,000 dayuan to get his hands on a 5110 with a blue shell.
As the customers in the shopping mall were wondering why his parents were willing to buy such an expensive cell phone for such a young child, Qin Guan's mother bragged to them as if nothing had happened. "Oh my, my child has been admitted to the Capital University of Finance and Economics. Blah, blah, blah, blah … The money for the cell phone was earned from his part-time job during the summer vacation. Blah, blah, blah, blah."
Under the envious eyes of the customers, Qin Guan's father dragged her out of the store.
On August 29th, the three of them got on the train to the capital with their luggage.
After a bumpy night, they arrived safely at the Capital Station at noon the next day.
It was Sunday when Qin Guan arrived at the university, the peak period for new students. His parents went to the Academic Affairs Office to pay, while Qin Guan squeezed his way to the reception desk and asked for his dormitory.
By the time both sides met up, everyone was already panting and sweating profusely.
They arrived at the dormitory. Qin Guan put his luggage on the corresponding bed according to his student number. His mother had automatically entered a fighting state.
She made the bed, hung the mosquito net, cleaned the cupboard, and set the table. In less than an hour, the bed was properly tidied up.
Qin Guan looked around the simple dormitory. This was the place where he would fight for his future.
There were three bunk beds, a wall-mounted TV, a long table, three stools, and stacked iron storage cabinets. The dormitory was simple and unadorned.
Qin Guan's bed was next to the door, and there was a phone hanging by the door.
It seemed that he would have to answer the phone in the future.
Other than the top bunk, which was empty, the other four beds were all filled with things. It seemed that his roommates had already moved in.
Looking at the layout of the dormitory, his parents were satisfied with the place where Qin Guan would live in the future.
When they were done, they decided to go to a restaurant to fill their stomachs, arrange accommodation for their parents, and buy necessities such as washbasins and kettles.
When Qin Guan returned to the dormitory after booking a room for his parents, the dormitory was full of people.
Before they could greet Qin Guan, the door opened again.
With a series of clanking sounds, seven or eight people rushed in at once.
A little bean sprout was caught in the middle of the crowd and was dragged in.
A fashionably dressed woman walked up to the empty bed first. She wiped the bed beam with her hand and frowned in disgust. Then she looked at the cupboard in the dormitory.
The dormitory was full of people. Qin Guan was pushed to the innermost part, but he was not angry. He pulled out a chair from behind the table and looked around with his roommates.
The leading woman directed everyone to unpack their luggage and make their beds. She didn't forget to tell the little boy behind her, "What's so good about this place? There are so many people, and the bed is narrow. You have never left home since you were a child. You don't know how to do anything. You are so young, and we live in this area. Why don't I find a day school for you? " “
That young Little Bean would definitely be a tsundere in the present.
He shouted at his mother, "I'm so old, yet you still talk about me in front of so many people. I'm so ashamed! I don't want to live anymore! I'm 16! I've been admitted to a university! You're so annoying! I can do it alone! "
That trendy mother replied with a 'How can you not understand me? I'm doing this for your own good' emoji: "Then I won't say anymore. As long as you like it, don't be angry."
Then she turned to a babysitter and said, "Hurry up and put the clothes over there. Make sure the bed frame is clean."
Qin Guan introduced himself to his roommates as he watched the fun.
In the innermost part of the dormitory, Mu Lejiang, who was from the northwest, and Ye Dong, who was from the northeast, was on the bottom. Both of them majored in international trade.
Qin Guan was delighted to see them. They were the same kind of people. Look at their tall and sturdy figures, their stubble, and their hearty laughter. A man with lots of body hair is a real man, and a real man who knows how to pick his feet is a real man.
The bed opposite Qin Guan was Wen Feng. Wang Lei, who was from Jiangnan, had gold-rimmed glasses and a soft voice. He was in the same class as Qin Guan.
Li Jie, who was from the upper bunk, was from Guangdong. He was short, capable, and very smart. He majored in economics.
While Qin Guan, Wang Lei, and Mu Lejiang were chatting happily, the little boy had finished packing.
Little Bean's mother walked up to them and looked at Qin Guan. "Wow! You are my Yang's classmate. It's a pity that you didn't go to a film academy."
Confused, Qin Guan was dragged around by Little Bean's mother. Behind them, Wng Lei burst into laughter.
Perhaps feeling that her behavior was a little too much, the fashionable mother quickly put down her hand and pulled the little boy hiding behind her to the front of everyone. "My Little Yang is very young. We are all in the same dormitory, so please take good care of my Little Yang in the future."
All parents in the world cared about their children. Even the most heartless parents cared about their children.
Everyone in the dormitory agreed politely. At Yang's insistence, the seven or eight people left in a hubbub.
After they left, the boy called Yang sat down on a chair, wiped his sweat, and introduced himself. "I'm Liu Xiaoyang, from the capital. I'm 16 years old."
He's so young! Liu Xiaoyang was quite proud of himself. The boy had been skipping grades since he was a kid. He had applied for the finance major of the University of Finance and Economics. He was planning to get close to the social elite.
The dormitory was a combination of a big guy, a social elite, a teenager, and a handsome boy.
They were all easy-going. After laughing and joking for a while, they got familiar with each other. The six of them chatted and saw that the sky was getting dark, so they decided to have their first dinner in the dormitory.
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