Eating melon seeds, my brothers and others immediately started chatting as if they had plugged in the electric box.

"Have your class schedule come out? Our class is so unlucky, I will take a big class with the computer department," said Tang Shengsong.

After hearing this, Xu Zhenghe said, "Don't complain, we are just fucking with the machinery."

Zhou Guangyong said happily: "We are good with humanities! Are we good?"

Everyone’s conversation seems to be evaluating various departments, but those who have been to universities, especially universities of science and engineering, know that these products are not the departments they are talking about but the girls they talk about.

The School of Mechanical Science or the Department of Mechanical Sciences is a standard monk temple that can be said to be called a monastery in English! Not to mention a class, the girls in the grade are almost close to single digits.

Computers are starting in the past two years, and many girls account for about one-third, but popular specialties have very high scores. As soon as the admission score is higher, the quality of girls will generally decline. As for the 985, 211 and other subordinate universities, girls from the Computer Department of Shicheng Zhishang University, they can only be described in one sentence: it’s better not to mention it!

Needless to say, the college of humanities, which has high quality and high quality, has a high-quality temperament and appearance, and also has the school's special sports enrollment, such as artistic gymnastics, synchronized swimming, etc. Although these girls have few classes, they have to drool when they think about their figure and appearance.

There is nothing to say about the number of traditional girls concentration camps like the Foreign Languages ​​College. If the men who evaluate that department are the happiest, the Foreign Languages ​​College will definitely be the first every year and will be a big family who export girls to brother departments every year.

As a veteran, Lu Xiancheng was no longer interested after listening to it for a while. He was just talking about which girl is beautiful, who is the freshman in the college, and so on.

"Lu Xiancheng, which department is your class and who will take a big class?" Tang Shengsong asked Lu Xiancheng while holding a melon seed in his hand.

Lu Xiancheng thought about it for a while but he didn't have any impression. Now Lu Xiancheng has changed people at noon. Even if he had read the class schedule thirty years ago, he would still remember it. But after thinking about it, he said, "Humanities Academy."

Anyway, I was with the Humanities Academy in my previous life, even if I was reborn with my own social class, I still wanted to change history? I didn’t believe it if I said it!

"What class?" Xu Zhenghe asked casually.

"What kind of literature major?" Lu Xiancheng remembers that it seems to be called this thing.

"I'm so sad!" Xu Zhenghe immediately grabbed Lu Xiancheng's neck and shook it: "You are so developed!"

The literature class is basically a special recruitment concentration camp. When a few people heard it, they directly equated Lu Xiancheng with a monk from the Tang Dynasty who fell into the country of Daughter.

Lu Xiancheng opened Xu Zhenghe's hand: "Is it good if others don't come to take big classes?" Lu Xiancheng is telling the truth. In fact, these people have more athletes than college students, and they are on the training ground almost every day. How could they squat in the classroom and take notes every day to teach? Is it a waste of such a short sports career?

"What about you, Zhou Guangyong?"

"We? We took a big class with the class in the School of Chemical Engineering"

…………

Brothers continued to talk about the beauty, while Lu Xiancheng ran the train in his head.

Although Lu Xiancheng, the waiter girl just now, Lu Xiancheng understood that he didn’t have much time to waste. A great god once said: Make money as soon as possible!

I won’t talk about this for now. I have to earn some living expenses no matter what. I can live in five hundred years a month, but now I am not enough. To put it bluntly, I don’t even have enough money for a month of cigarettes.

What should I do? Lu Xiancheng began to touch the "melon" along this vine.

Sports Lottery Welfare Lottery? This is the big deal of rebirth and making the first pot of gold. Unfortunately, Lu Xiancheng never played this thing before. Not to mention paying attention, he has never even bought it for several issues.

Doing scientific research and creation? I was born in one or three books, and I know my own affairs. I am not a material for studying at all. Invention and creation are not related to my own penny in the past or present life.

"Lu Xiancheng, what are you thinking about? Do you think of a humanistic girl? I heard that the school beauty Ye Zhiqiu is a humanistic girl. Unfortunately, I have never seen her beautiful girl before," said Xu Zhenghe.

Lu Xiancheng didn't hear what Xu Zhenghe said. After a shout, he subconsciously said: "Don't bother, I'm thinking about making money now!"

"Make money?" Zhou Guangyong immediately said as soon as he heard this, "You kid has used up all the living expenses for a school year so quickly?" After saying that, he looked at Jinshicheng in his hand and thought, thinking that this matter was inaccurate.

"He decided to go home on National Day" Tang Shengsong said a little more.

"Even if you want money when you go home, don't do it at this time. It's only been a month since you went to school and now. If you go back now, you have to train you even if your father doesn't cut you. So, I'll lend you a thousand first, and you can hold on for two months and then open your mouth. According to your status at home, it's fine." Zhou Guangyong opened his mouth and came out with an idea.

Lu Xiancheng said with a wry smile: "I can't think about exercising myself? I went home just to see my grandmother and parents' family."

Zhou Guangyong was not willing to believe this. He looked at Lu Xiancheng back and forth with his confused little eyes several times before he curled his lips, too lazy to talk to Lu Xiancheng.

Almost everyone grew up wearing open crotch pants, who doesn’t know who!

Unfortunately, Zhou Guangyong didn’t know that this Lu Xian City was no longer the Lu Xian City.

Tang Shengsong patted his hands and threw away the melon seed shell in his hand: "I have an idea to make money, not only to make money, but also to be easy, but to consume some energy!"

Lu Xiancheng didn't think much about it. He was just because of this matter. He immediately urged him: "There is such a good thing? Then why don't you tell me earlier and everyone will do it together!"

Tang Shengsong smiled narrowly: "It's not suitable for you to mess with me!"

Looking at Lu Xiancheng's confused eyes, Tang Shengsong cleared his throat and continued, "Some female bosses on our side have money in their pockets, so they want to have some fun. People like me must not look down on them, and they are in height here. Boss, you and Zhou Guangyong are quite suitable. A big man of 1.8 meters tall is pretty good, but the boss is too fat. Zhou Guangyong has such a big glasses, you are okay..."

"Get out!" After hearing this, Lu Xiancheng didn't know what profession Tang Shengsong was talking nonsense.

"Hahaha, don't be excited, I haven't finished speaking yet." Seeing Lu Xiancheng stretching out his foot and trying to kick him, Tang Shengsong had already jumped aside: "You are too young to waste money if you don't use it to make money..."

The few next to him started to speak: "Old Tang is right, Lao Wu, if you close your mind and make a fuss, you will depend on you."

"Boss, give me another pure waist!"

"Just just treat it as if you are fertilizing a rich woman and then getting paid. I tell you that breeding pigs, breeding sheep and others do this."

"You don't have a good product." Lu Xiancheng looked at these products, raised his middle finger and shook it in front of everyone.

At this time, the boss’s wife served the food: "You want your waist again? Should you stir-fry or cook?"

Tang Shengsong quickly waved his hand and said, "No, our brothers are talking nonsense, just enough to eat!"

The boss lady heard this and said, "Enough to eat, enough for you to eat."

Lu Xiancheng looked at the big basin on the table, which was only a size smaller than the dormitory wash basin. There was a whole layer of thick fat intestines and white fish fillets on it. Now this pot of vegetables is much more affordable than in the future, and such a large basin is only fifteen yuan.

Everyone searched the guys when the food came on!

Zhao Lihui turned around and found that his brothers and others were starting to eat, so he ran back immediately: "You cowards, don't call me if you eat!"

"We don't feel embarrassed to bother you when you are so dedicated." Song Yiqian chewed his fat intestines while sticking out his tongue from time to time, and then he had to open his mouth and talk to the boss.

Lu Xiancheng slowly rode his chopsticks and ran the train quickly in his mind.

The word "match" reminded Lu Xiancheng of some things, and these things seemed to easily provide himself with his first pot of gold.

Of course, don’t think wrongly. Lu Xiancheng really doesn’t plan to find a rich woman as Tang Shengsong said. He has never done this in his previous life and is now reborn and can still do this?

"Lao Wu, why are you stunned? Eat quickly, or you will be eaten up by these guys."

Zhao Lihui helped the boss's wife put a large basin of farm stew on the table. After a glance at Lu Xiancheng inadvertently, he couldn't help but say something in a daze.

Zhou Guangyong's mouth was stuffed with something and buzzed: "He is thinking about Lao Tang's proposal."

Tang Shengsong raised his eyebrows and said to Zhou Guangyong with a charming look: "I'm still thinking about it! Come on, right!"

Puff! Puff!

"Can you feel disgusting after eating?" Song Yiqian almost squirted Zhou Guangyong beside him.

"You can't even block your mouth when you eat." Lu Xiancheng was very helpless.

At this moment, the last dish came, and another hard dish. The meat was obviously much more attractive than the farm stew, so everyone immediately diverted their attention.

Lu Xiancheng looked at the ones around him who were inserting chopsticks into the basin, and a long-lost sense of campus returned to him.

He picked up the chopsticks and shouted: "I'm here!"

After saying that, he immediately joined the battle group!

The entire battle lasted less than fifteen minutes. The food on the table was cleared and the bowl was empty. The six people on the table were picking their teeth and rubbing their stomachs, all of which were round.

Otherwise, the small restaurant in 1996 is more affordable. Not only is it large in portions and no gutter oil, but Lu Xiancheng is not sure what genetically modified or what is Lu Xiancheng.

Anyway, the meal was quite enjoyable. Zhao Lihui asked the boss’s wife to pay the bill, and six people ate the 30 yuan for a small amount. Not only Lu Xiancheng, but also Zhao Lihui and others shouted that it was much cheaper than cooking in the cafeteria.

After the meal, the few people did not leave immediately. They all thought about blowing the air conditioner for a while. Now the sun is hanging out for more than 30 degrees. Besides, when you go out, which classroom has air conditioner, it is better to stay here for a while.
Chapter completed!