The flea market is an event of the school-wide nature, once a year.

The location is on a less important road, the entire road is occupied, and vehicles are prohibited from passing. Many security guards are responsible for maintaining order and taking temperatures for students entering and leaving. They must wear masks to enter.

This is Zhou Li's first time visiting such a market, and he is very curious.

After entering the market, he found that the road was divided into many small sections according to the academy, and it was not randomly set up stalls. The stalls must be neatly placed on the sidewalk, and the roads are for people to walk on.

The little cousin should walk in front first, with her brisk steps and looking left and right, it seemed that she was in a particularly beautiful mood today.

Cotton swabs are walking behind hands.

Zhou Li and Brother Nan walked at the end.

The main reason is that Brother Nan is very curious, so she has to go up to see every stall, sometimes chat with others and ask about the price.

But she didn't buy it after asking.

Zhou Li has long been used to this, and he has become accustomed to it when he is visiting the supermarket with Brother Nan.

With Brother Nan, he also looked at the things on the stall carefully and sometimes quietly observed his seniors. He felt that many stalls were not graduates, but they just happened to have something to take action, but no graduates sold cheaply.

In addition, he discovered some rules

There are far more girls setting up stalls than boys;

Boys sell cheaper, and sometimes they like the buyer, and they will reduce the price to about the same as giving it for free;

Most of the products sold are life, entertainment or school supplies, such as small electric fans, bicycles, computers, computer peripherals and CET-4 and CET-6 materials. In addition to these, the styles of the things sold in each college also seem to be different, with the differences between them.

For example, the difference between the foreign language college and the architecture college is very big.

There are the most stalls in the Foreign Languages ​​College and the richest products, almost all girls are selling them. At first glance, there are many rag dolls, clothes, pants, shoes, hats, etc., and everything is messy.

And there are actually quilts.

The original flavor of senior sister?

The School of Architecture has only 80 mechanical keyboards!

“Too cheap!”

Brother Nan saw a boy wearing glasses contacting his roommate and bought all four mechanical keyboards on the stall. If she hadn't looked down on these miscellaneous goods, she wouldn't be able to help but start.

But not long after, she saw the stall owner take out four identical mechanical keyboards from a sack.

“Mechanical keyboard, 80 per person, no bargaining.”

"This is interesting!" Brother Nan was happy and turned his head to look at Zhou Li, "Where did they wholesale it?"

"have no idea."

"Your cousin should have a good look. People have a business acumen." Brother Nan grinned, "What else can you make money? Let's just spend five dollars to apply for a stall to make money."

"Does the stall still need money?" Zhou Li was curious.

"I want it, but no one knows if you don't give it to me, and most of the time no one cares about you," said Brother Nan, "but there is no need."

"Five dollars are not much."

"right."

After walking around one side, Brother Nan bought a lot of things.

The cute little fan can cover a table with a mouse pad, a small desk lamp, and a strange pure steel clothes rod. The posture she held in her hand after buying it made Zhou Li feel like she had a silver gun.

The two of them walked back from the other side.

"I decided that I will set up a stall tomorrow. I have to think about what to sell tonight." Brother Nan was a little upset, "Oh, if I had known I would have bought some cheap and easy-to-sell goods from 1688!"

“How many days are there for the flea market?”

"Five days."

"What do you do?"

"I think about it, should I buy some cheap things from my senior brother first and then sell them at a higher price, but it seems not very good..."

"Isn't this malicious price speculation?"

"Too."

Brother Nan fell into thinking and walked forward habitually.

Zhou Li saw her little cousin in front of her. She was squatting in front of a senior brother's stall, fiddling with a camera. Mianmian and Qianqian worked together to carry a beautiful chair, with several dolls and a ukulele on the chair.

Suddenly he caught a figure that looked like Huai Xu in the crowd.

In addition to students, there are also many faculty and staff who shuttle through the crowd, probably because they sell too cheaply.

The sunset is so red, and the ground is red.

Zhou Li saw a senior brother giving a book to a junior brother who wanted to buy. A senior sister hesitated for a long time when she handed out the guitar. Some people were not very happy even though they sold out all the things. Many people were sitting in front of the stall and silent.

He suddenly realized that this was actually the end of a group of people's youth.

Each of these things is a witness to time.

After leaving the flea market, Zhou Li and Brother Nan bought a pancake, sat by the flower bed and ate, sharing the sunset. Brother Nan's quiet expression made it hard to imagine that she was the one who practiced magic skills just now in front of the teaching building.

Zhou Li was thinking about what he would look like when he graduated.

At night, dormitory 106.

Mianmian sat on the newly bought chair in a daze.

Qianqian whispered to the dolls.

The little cousin was holding a wooden product that was itchy and scratching the other one with a small hammer and scratching her back very seriously. She still didn't buy that shot after all, because it was a bit flawed and her wallet didn't support it.

Brother Nan came out of the toilet, holding a cell phone in one hand and holding a wall in the other, staggering, and his expression changed every time he took.

My cousin's eyes turned to the side and looked at her quietly.

"Have your feet numb?" Mianmian said with concern.

"Yes." Brother Nan grinned and looked at his cousin again, "Are your postcard ready? It will be sold tomorrow. I think the flea market is not just selling second-hand products, you can borrow traffic."

"without……"

"Why haven't you?"

“…”

At this time, Brother Nan moved to the side of his little cousin with difficulty, and was walking forward with a grin when suddenly a bang

It seemed like a current was raging in Brother Nan’s calf!

Brother Nan felt that his legs started to crack from a certain point, like a spider web, and were about to break.

She lowered her head.

I saw the little cousin looking down at her legs. At some point, she had taken off the itchy scratching behind her back and held it with one end. The wooden hammer stopped twenty centimeters from her legs.

Brother Nan suddenly had an incredible expression on his face!

After realizing that she did not move forward, the little cousin slowly raised her head, looked at her, and fell into silence.

It's over.

The little cousin realized that she couldn't escape the fight.

So she lowered her head again

"Bang!"

Looking up at Brother Nan's expression, lowered his head

"Bang!"

Ten minutes later.

Zhou Li came out of the bathroom after taking a shower. There were a few messages on his phone, so he clicked on it.

59

Baozi: Cousin save me

22.01

Buns: Nine

22.06

Bun: It's okay

Baozi: I want to eat rice noodles from the cafeteria tomorrow, add a braised egg, please let Brother Nan bring it back for me, I may not be able to get out of bed

Zhou Li was full of question marks.

After staring at the 'nine' for a long time, his mind outlined the tragedy at that time. It took him a long time to type and ask.

Zhou Li: What's wrong?

Bun: No...
To be continued...