Transmigrated in the 90's as a Little Dumpling (MTL) ✓

CHAPTER 74

Several friends of the "Little Gang of Five" sat in the boiler room of Chujin, sharing the delicious food that everyone brought from different cities.

Wang Junyang brought Caizhizhai’s rice dumplings, sliced ​​sweet-scented osmanthus cakes, buttery peanuts, buttered plum, dried tangerine peel, spiced beans, and Meizhen-scented dried meat.

Ding Yi and Ding Miao brought from Taicheng the dried sweet potatoes dried by the old man himself, as well as various flavours of Melaleuca crispy pancakes, black sesame and chestnut-flavored champion crisps.

The days before school starts every year, and the days when we get together in the boiler room are the happiest times for my friends.

"Wang Junyang, what kind of **** did you use to deduct your name? Looking at your sparkling text, can you change it?"

Ding bit the dried pork in his mouth, and cast a disgusted look at Wang Junyang.

Wang Junyang reached out his hand and knocked Ding Yi's head, and said impatiently: "You don't want to say anything if you eat what I brought, Ding Yi, you are good!"

"Puff haha, but Yang Yang, your screen name is really too non-mainstream..."

Song Qiaoxi took a buttery plum, stuffed it in her mouth, and agreed with what Ding Yi said.

After speaking, she raised her eyes to look at Wang Junyang, Xing's eyes curled, and she couldn't help but laugh again.

She felt that the boy with a healthy complexion and a refreshing single eyelid in front of her didn't look like a "fat pig flow" lover.

Looking at Wang Junyang, he lowered his head in a panic, and deliberately avoided her gaze.

Wang Junyang stretched out his hand and scratched the skin on the back of his neck, muttering softly, "Oh? Even Xixi feels the same way, oh, I'll go back and change it..."

"Damn! Wang Junyang, you are truly an internationally renowned double standard! I just asked you to change it and you don't change it...uuuuu..."

Ding Yi pushed his glasses, and pointed Wang Junyang with his oily fingers to complain to Ding Miao and Song Qiaoxi. The next second, Wang Junyang stuffed his mouth with a handful of spiced beans and choked hard to speak.

After spending a long time, Ding Yi swallowed the spiced beans in his mouth, grabbed another piece of dried pork, turned around and handed it to Chu Jin, "I'm choking to death, you guys are all in foreign languages ​​at the beginning of school, Chu Jin, Are you assigned to the same class?"

"I won't eat, thank you." Chu Jin waved his hand, raised his head from the book, and glanced at Song Qiaoxi, "I'm experimenting in class 1, Song Qiaoxi's experiment in class 2."

Song Qiaoxi nodded, and with the words, Mei turned her head and asked Wang Junyang: "Miaomiao is also a class, which class is Wang Junyang?"

"My thirteenth class."

Wang Junyang didn't look at her either, just grabbed something and stuck it in his mouth.

"Come on, then we two are brothers and sisters, and no one is with them. Sister Miao and Chu Jin can be company."

Song Qiaoxi sighed while supporting her cheek with both hands.

"Xixi, you have acquaintances in your class, and Zhao Xin is also in the second experimental class." Ding Miao raised her eyes and said in a low voice.

"Hey, how do you know?" Song Qiaoxi asked in surprise.

"Oh, he sent me a button in the morning..." Ding Miao's eyes were a little erratic, and then she handed Song Qiaoxi a peanut candy like a change of topic, and took a glance at Chu. "Don't worry, Xi Xi, I will definitely help you look at Chu Jin in the first experimental class."