PFC Chapter 957 Then You Go to See the Snow (5)
Chapter 957 Then You Go to See the Snow (5)
Seeing that Zhao Huanian didn't say anything, the few people stopped talking about living expenses.
However, students who have just finished the college entrance examination only have a few topics to discuss: filling out applications, future living expenses, and equipment to bring to other places.
Because these people are going to study in City C in the north, thick down jackets have become a necessity.
But good down jackets are relatively expensive, so families usually only prepare one. It’s okay for boys like Zhao Huanian, who can just buy one that is resistant to dirt and can be worn for a while. But it’s a bit embarrassing for girls like client Fang Xiaomeng.
Because her parents heard that there was indoor heating in City C, they asked Fang Xiaomeng to stay indoors and go out less often, so that she wouldn't have to prepare too many clothes.
After all, she has a younger brother who is in junior high school and has good grades. If both children go to college, it will inevitably be a bit difficult, so Fang's parents can make plans early.
To be honest, they all envied Zhou Jinqiu - an only child from a well-off family who was favored.
Unlike this group of "gloomy" people, Zhou Jinqiu felt unusually relaxed after filling out his college application form with his parents after lunch.
In the evening, Zhou Jinqiu went downstairs for a walk after dinner. As soon as he walked out of the unit door, he saw Fang Xiaomeng who came to visit his neighbor Zhao Huanian.
Fang Xiaomeng, who usually doesn't like talking to girls, was very enthusiastic when she saw Zhou Jinqiu this time: "Qiuqiu, have you filled out your application?"
Zhou Jinqiu didn't answer immediately. Instead, he glanced at the other person before saying, "Isn't the deadline tomorrow night? Let me take a look!"
Fang Xiaomeng's heart moved, and she began to persuade him: "Actually, you don't have to apply to the same school as Zhao Huanian. The Normal University I applied to is also good. When you return to your hometown in the future, you can find a school to teach. It's stable and you have winter and summer vacations."
Seeing that Zhou Jinqiu didn't respond, Fang Xiaomeng continued to persuade him, "Actually, we girls will get married in the future. Being a teacher is a good thing."
Pushing his glasses up his nose, Zhou Jinqiu said, "I don't know what the future holds, but I didn't work so hard to get these grades just to be a bargaining chip for getting married in the future."
Then she took a step back and said, "If you aim for the best, you'll only get average results; if you aim for the average, you'll only get below average results. If you don't set high standards for yourself from the beginning, you won't get far. I don't mean to look down on you, but we may not be the same kind of people."
After saying that, Zhou Jinqiu said "goodbye" to Fang Xiaomeng and continued walking towards the community garden.
Fang Xiaomeng always made the other party speechless, but this time she was unable to argue at all and could not help but stamp her feet in anger.
In fact, she recommended that Zhou Jinqiu and herself apply to the same school because she thought they were high school classmates and if they were in the same school, they would probably be assigned to the same dormitory.
Since Zhou’s parents love their daughter so much, they must have prepared all the “equipment”.
With that kind of "spoiling" attitude, he would definitely not buy just one down jacket. It is difficult to borrow close-fitting clothes, but he can definitely borrow outerwear like a down jacket.
Fang Xiaomeng came up with this idea in order to have a spare wardrobe, but she didn't expect that Zhou Jinqiu would deny her reason for applying to the normal school.
However, she felt that Zhou Jinqiu was just speaking in nice words.
With a light snort, Fang Xiaomeng muttered to herself, "You talk so nicely, as if you really have some great ambitions. But in the end, you just want to apply to the same school as Brother Nian. What's the point of having good grades? You're still just a love-brained person."
Thinking of this, she became proud again - anyway, Zhou Jinqiu was under Zhao Huanian's control, so by then the clothes would not be borrowed, and she could probably take them back directly.
So Fang Xiaomeng's face was smiling again.
But her good mood did not last long.
because
"Why are you here at my house?" Mother Zhao looked at Fang Xiaomeng outside the door. She already knew that her son had treated everyone to a meal at noon. Although she knew that not much money was spent on the meal, Mother Zhao still felt uncomfortable.
In her opinion, those classmates would be of little help to her son's future, and there was really no need to continue this kind of social interaction.
Zhao Huanian, who wanted to save face, did not say that they had originally wanted to have Zhou Jinqiu have this meal, but the other party did not come out this time.
In order to avoid listening to his mother's nagging, he went back to his room after dinner.
Fang Xiaomeng could feel Zhao Ma's disgust. After all, she was just a little girl under twenty years old. When asked this question, she was speechless for a while.
It was also a coincidence that Zhao Huanian, who was a little thirsty, came out to get some water and saw Fang Xiaomeng standing outside the door.
"Xiao Meng, is there something you need at my house?" As soon as he opened his mouth, he realized that his current attire was very embarrassing.
When he was at school, Zhao Huanian had a pretty good sense of fashion.
Basically, they are all refreshing. Although they are not big brands, they are basically solid-colored clothes, paired with casual pants or jeans.
Occasionally he would wear one or two eye-catching shirts, giving people the impression of being a very neat and tidy boy.
But at home, Zhao Huanian was wearing an old man's vest that he had worn for who knows how many years - the vest straps had dragged down to his chest, revealing his chest with visible skeleton, and his lower body was wearing a pair of very wide and large old man's shorts.