“Is it windy?”
“I feel like I can’t even blow my hair…”
“Oh, let’s just make do with it. It’ll be a big honor if this broken fan can spin.”
Ren Ziqiang jumped down from the chair, then pulled the chair to sit in front of the table, and started playing cards with Zhang Guangfa and Zuo Baiqiang from the next door dormitory. Before long, all three people’s faces were covered with notes.
Some people say that junior year is the stage when you can truly experience the beauty of college, because those who should have girlfriends already have girlfriends, and there is no need to be too nervous about the future, and you still have a lot of friends.
Playing cards, falling in love, bragging, life is all about happiness, and there is no reason to be sad.
This sentence is indeed very appropriate when applied to Ren Ziqiang and the others.
After a while, Jiang Qin took Fugui’er back to 208, and then returned to the dormitory. He kept his right hand raised in front of him, as if he was holding some kind of ball, and then opened the door with his left hand, which looked a bit weird.
“Lao Jiang, your right hand is injured?”
“Don’t worry about the affairs of a boss worth over 100 million yuan!”
Cao Guangyu is sitting in front of the computer watching TV dramas. Everyone feels numb when he hears these words. Do I care about you and you get hurt too?
Jiang Qin pulled out the chair and sat down, looking at his hands. There was a sense of half-dream and half-awakeness on his face, and there was a tingling feeling in his heart that kept spreading.
What is held in this palm is invisible and intangible, but extremely round and warm friendship.
In the following week, the temperature continued to rise, and the old fans in the dormitory also worked hard. There were card games every night in 302. Zhang Guangfa and Zuo Baiqiang would sometimes buy some cold dishes and brag while eating.
Jiang Qin didn’t like playing cards with them, mainly because Lao Ren and the others didn’t agree with the loser-take-all rule, so he would go out for night runs most of the night.
The long-distance running club of Linchuan University recently organized a large-scale night running event in the school. Jiang Qin ran with it for three days. Watching himself getting stronger day by day, he felt very at ease.
Rich people can hire drivers and secretaries to facilitate their own food, clothing, housing and transportation, but fitness is still something you have to do yourself, just like peeing.
And since the friendship has sublimated again, Jiang Qin feels that building a strong body will come in handy sooner or later.
I want to ask what is it used for?
No, he didn’t know anything, but he had a hunch that this steel-like body would come in handy sooner or later.
On Wednesday night, it was dark, Yang Pei’an’s “I Believe” was playing on the playground, and the cheering crowd surrounded the playground and ran around and around.
There are only a few people who insist on running all the time. Most people run and stop, or directly change to walking.
At this time, Jiang Qin had just finished a lap and was covered in sweat. Then he saw Feng Nanshu coming to the playground with his roommate, walking towards the rest area along the dim lights, with his high ponytail swaying. The little expression is cool and sassy.
Night running activities are quite popular recently. The reason for the popularity is not only because of fitness, but also because of its strong social nature.