My Ome, she gradually swells

On the night of the 22nd, the day before the cold dew, it was slightly cold.

It's a pity not to eat warm in such weather.Wen Yu read Fu Chengque's reminder, saying that he was the host, and invited Song Yinian and the three of them to barbecue at the barbecue stall, just as a "farewell".

In fact, he came back to the dormitory, just for a ceremony, to inform the unfilial children and grandchildren.

There are no such fireworks on the university campus. There are barbecues in the cafeteria, but they don't have that smell.Wen Yu was so generous that he didn't need to call his father, Song Yinian and the three of them naturally happily agreed.

It's just that it's not a festival, what kind of guest is this inviting?

Rent a room off campus.

Regarding this news, Song Yinian and the three looked at each other, their unexpected expressions quickly faded away and replaced with mysterious smiles, they tacitly did not ask further questions, but were surprised: "Wen Yu, where did you get the money for renting the house!"

Wen Yu said directly: "I earned it myself."

Song Yinian and the three of them chewed slowly.

In the dormitory, I only heard Zhang Honghe calling for money all year round, but I never heard Wen Yu talk about making money!
This guy, when...

The three looked at each other and looked at each other.

Apparently they didn't know about it.

Song Yinian yelled "Hello" and said happily, "Wen Yu, you won't take us with you when you get rich, right? You've made money by yourself, so what are you doing!"

Zhang Honghe dropped the sign, picked up the Coke bottle and filled Wen Yu's plastic cup, echoed: "Yes, tell me! Tell me! You actually lied to us, damn it, I have to learn."

Tan Ruijin fixed his eyes on Wen Yu's face, also full of interest.

Wen Yu bit off the meat on the sign, chewed it deliciously, and said happily, "Where is the secret, I told you!"

"What did you say?"

"I've said it, I said I have a public account, and I'm engaged in self-media."

The three of them looked at each other and thought about it for a while, as if it was true.

Zhang Honghe angrily threw the bamboo stick that he had hurriedly thrown towards the trash can on the left, and said bitterly: "Fart, I'm doing it too. Now there are more than 1000 fans, with a feather's worth of money, and the traffic masters are all Don't open it for me!"

Song Yinian put it aside and interrupted with a smile: "I even spent money on gifts and distributed red envelopes to ask my classmates to pay attention. The investment income is still hundreds of times negative, hahaha!"

Tan Ruijin said in a muffled voice, "A huge loss of more than 300."

Zhang Honghe was annoyed but helpless, he took a few deep breaths to calm down, and in a flash he became happy again, and asked Wen Yu, "Hey, Wen Yu, how many fans have you gotten, and you can afford to rent a house for [-] yuan."

Song Yinian said again: "Is it better to have more peace than Zhang Hong? Is there five thousand?"

Zhang Honghe patted the table: "Can you not mention me!"

Song and Tan laughed loudly.

Wen Yu also laughed, thinking about it in his heart, he neither intends to pretend to be a pig to hide anything, nor does he intend to show too much - there is really no need for this to his roommate - so he just took out his mobile phone and found hundreds of thousands of followers The number is logged in and placed on the desktop, this number is already the least he has on hand.

Song Yinian and the three of them ate skewers, curious about Wen Yu's actions, and a little funny in their hearts: Wen Yu started swiping his phone swearing, making it seem like he really has a knack for it!
It seems that [-] is underestimated, it is better than Zhang Honghe, so it is [-]?
Up to [-], right?

A monthly income of [-] fans is definitely enough to rent a house.

The three of them thought slowly.

The mobile phone was placed in the middle of the table, and they still just stretched their necks lazily and glanced casually.

But just this one glance caused their heads to shut down suddenly with a "buzz" sound, the wind howling in the autumn night and the noise of night stalls disappeared in an instant, even breathing stopped for a moment, and the world was silent!
The stick in his hand didn't know when it fell, Song Yinian's was still stuck on his clothes, but he didn't care about it, his eyes were fixed on the numbers displayed on the phone screen——

517302.

Turtle![-] points
You read that right! ?
They read it right! ? !

count!Wait and count! 1, 2... 6! 6 digits!

Wow!
50 followers! ! !

is this fucking true? !
The three of them raised their heads with a "swish", their eyes locked on Wen Yu, seeing him eating beef skewers calmly, they lowered their heads suddenly to confirm, repeated several times, but they couldn't be sure.

Zhang Honghe quickly wiped his hands and picked up the phone, poked it a few times, and shouted "Fuck", "It's really a backstage, it's really 50! I'm fucking following this number! Let me see the ID card tied... ...Damn it, it's really Wen Yu!!!"

The excitement caused two chili seeds to fall from his mouth, and Wen Yu watched them fall into Song Yinian's plate.

But Song Yinian didn't notice it, he just felt that the butter in his mouth just now was very greasy and full of strong sourness, he spat it out with a "bah" and cursed: "Wen Yu, you are so fucking serious!" ah!"

Wen Yu smiled and said, "I've never told a lie, you guys don't believe me."

"Who the fuck would believe this?" Zhang Honghe answered with a low growl, "The club I joined, the account of the senior internship company only has [-] followers, it's awesome, you..."

Song Yinian asked: "When did you do it?"

"When I was in high school, I thought it was very interesting, so I just used my mobile phone to play casually, but I didn't expect to do it." Wen Yu said cheerfully.

interesting……

Simply Playing……

It's done!

That fucking is 50!
There are more than 50 fans! ! !
Song Yinian and Zhang Honghe looked at each other, speechless.

It's really hard to explain the envy in my heart without scolding a few words!
Especially Zhang Honghe, who blushed a little when he thought of his pretentiousness in front of Wen Yu before, he couldn't help but spit: "Bastard! It's hard to deceive me, with an account of 50 fans, this damn earns tens of thousands a month Have you earned it? How fucking inhumane! I only have one thousand! One thousand!" Beating his chest and stamping his feet, he smashed the table.

Song Yinian was full of jealousy, and said sourly: "That's a good scolding! I'm like a school girl who is a childhood sweetheart, and I still have money. I'm sick of it! I even gave you a gift, and you should give it to me. I'm poor."

Wen Yu: "..."

Tan Ruijin listened carefully to the whole process, his eyes were flickering, and he was silent for a while, then he suddenly gritted his teeth and said:
"dog……!"

The other two looked up, as if they were helped by a god, and immediately echoed:
"Wen Yu, look at you, you have deceived Tan Ruijin so much that you can't stand it anymore!"

"Come on, Brother Tan, I'll give you my roasted kidney, and I'll curse you!"

Unexpectedly, there was a flash of light in the bored man's eyes, and he shouted in high spirits:
"Brother taught me!!!"

Song Yinian: "..."

Zhang Honghe: "..."

Wen Yu: "..."

……

After being surprised, the barbecue was still eaten as usual, but Song Yinian and the others called the boss cursingly, and ordered the skewers to fly, beef and mutton skewers, seafood prawns, and kidney oysters. Damn, I'm envious to death but I can't do anything, I can only eat you once!"

Boss Wen just smiled and didn't care.

It's the same with Fu Chengque, a meal is also a friendship.

After the cold dew solar term, the autumn fog always shrouds the NTU campus in the early morning.

This kind of thick fog always brings a little bit of coolness to the skin, but only when the sea breeze blows again, the students of Nanyang University feel that autumn is coming.Wrapped in a coat, it's neither cold nor hot——

Perfect for moving!
This Friday, after English class, Wen Yufu and Chengque went back to the dormitory to pack up their things, a bag and a suitcase, which were all the belongings of the empress and the military adviser.

Declining the roommates of both parties to send them off for help, the young couple held hands and staggered out of the campus towards Xinghua Street.