"I haven't acted yet, he wants to do it! Fuck!" After finishing speaking, Liang Jingzhou shot out like a steel cannon.
"Hey, hey, what are you doing?! What are you doing?!"
With a crisp sound, Pia knocked off Huang Mao's outstretched hand, and thrust himself between Jiang Fuyue and Lin Zhaodong.
What is a "wall of meat" is vividly interpreted.
Huang Mao looked at the person who appeared suddenly, sneered and pulled the corners of his mouth: "It's you, the defeated one."
"I'm afraid you haven't figured out who is the defeated general?"
In the final exercise session of the seven-school joint training, Ming University widened the gap with an absolute advantage, leaving Ocean University, which is the second place, far behind.
Moreover, Jiang Fuyue brought Liu Sisi to the Hai Daying Department with her own hands.
I heard that Huang Mao was there at the time and wanted to confuse the public, but he was easily spotted and instantly dumbfounded.
Obviously, Lin Zhaodong also remembered that not-so-pleasant experience, and his face turned dark immediately.
"What are you looking at me for?" Liang Jingzhou raised his chin slightly, "It's useless to watch, you're not my type."
Lin Zhaodong: "..."
At this time, Jiang Fuyue dropped the sentence "I'll go first" and took the opportunity to get away.
"Hey, wait a minute—" Seeing this, Lin Zhaodong called her to stop, and chased after her.
Liang Jingzhou stopped him directly: "What? You don't have to be so active in rushing to find a beating. Sister Yue's time is precious, so I don't have time to talk to you."
"Step aside!"
"What if I don't?"
Huang Mao gritted his teeth and narrowed his eyes dangerously: "Then don't blame me for being rude!"
"Hey, I really want to see you today, how can you be rude? Come on, try it?"
As he said that, his eyes squinted, and his shoulder hit the other person's chest directly, "Don't be cowardly, do it if you have the ability!"
"You fucking—" Huang Mao really swung his arms.
Seeing this, Li Chen and Gu Huaiyu immediately stepped forward to support Liang Jingzhou.
"On Mingda's territory, it's inappropriate to attack our Mingda people, right?"
Li Chen frowned: "Why are you being polite to him? Anyone who dares to touch Lao Liang today will not be able to easily step out of Ming University!"
Cheng Lian walked forward with his pockets in his pockets, his cold gaze lightly swept across: "No matter how powerful you are, two fists are no match for four hands. Think carefully before making a decision. Don't be stupid."
"Old Cheng, why are you talking so much nonsense with him?" Liang Jingzhou pouted, pointing to his head, "Knock here if you can."
Lin Zhaodong's brows tightened suddenly, his flickering eyes fell on Liang Jingzhou who had a tough attitude, and then passed over the other three people beside him.
This is no longer a question of "two fists" and "four hands", but "two fists" and "eight hands"!
Huangmao took a deep breath and said, "You guys are lucky today, and it won't be so cheap next time—"
After saying that, he turned around and strode away.
Looking at the back, there is still a bit of depression and anger that is still lingering.
…
Lin Zhaodong took a breath of bird breath, lowered his eyebrows and drooped his eyes, and walked out of the Ming University gate like a gust of wind.
Halfway through the stadium, a football flew towards me.
If Lin Zhaodong hadn't reacted quickly enough, the bridge of his nose would have been broken by now.
"Hey, classmate, do me a favor, please kick the ball back, can you? Thank you!"
Lin Zhaodong glanced at the long-awaited boy in the distance, then looked down at the football at his feet, and then...
He didn't do anything, turned and left.
The boy who was still waiting for him to kick the ball back: "?" Go, go
have to! This person is probably either deaf, or a little seriously ill.
Ocean University is a few minutes' drive from Mingda University, but Lin Zhaodong took an extra ten minutes to enter through the back door.
pity-
"Lin Zhaodong! You're back?!" A pleasantly surprised female voice sounded, obviously shy.
Huang Mao's footsteps paused, yes, he still didn't avoid it, and circled around in vain.
"What do you want from me?" He turned his head coldly.
The girl ran over, trying to hold his hand, but Huang Mao avoided him calmly.
"Where have you been? You can't find anyone in the dormitory, and you can't find anyone in the training ground. I called your roommates. They said that you have something to do, and you often go out recently..."
Lin Zhaodong's brows tightened suddenly: "Are you annoying? Asking questions, meddling in others, making trouble until everyone knows about it, right?"
"I'm asking you because I care about you, don't know what's good or bad!"
"Heh," he sneered, his eyes squinting slightly, full of evil spirits, "Who are you to me? I need your care? Save yourself!"
After finishing speaking, he put his hands in his pockets and strode towards the school.
The girl stood there and cursed at his indifferent back: "Lin Zhaodong, you bastard—"
It's a pity that the opponent didn't turn his head back, and even quickened his pace.
Mo Shiran's eyes flushed with anger.
Seeing this, the best friend who was waiting at the side hurried forward: "Of course? Are you all right?"
"Xiaoyou, what do you think is wrong with me? Why does he treat me like this?"
"You are beautiful, you have a good personality, and your grades are not to mention. This year's 'Top Ten College Students' selection is so strict, you have been selected. In short, my family has developed morality, intelligence, physique and beauty. Proficient, there is no better girl than you in the world!"
"Therefore, please don't doubt yourself, you, Mo Shiran, are the ones who hanged themselves!"
"Pfft—" The girl shed all her tears, and returned her smile, "How can you be so exaggerated?"
Best friend: "Also, your family conditions are also good, you are a proper daughter, Bai Fumei!"
"Then why is Lin Zhaodong so indifferent to me?" As he spoke, he opened his mouth and wanted to cry again.
"He's blind! You don't know how to be blessed when you are blessed. Many boys in our college regard you as a goddess and want to fall in love with you in their dreams. Only he is a weirdo."
"But I just like his wonderful flower, what can I do?" Mo Shiran couldn't help but sigh for herself.
"Tsk..." My girlfriend looked constipated, "I don't understand, what do you like about him?"
Lin Zhaodong is a person who is not good looking, but has a bad temper, low EQ, aggressive, and arrogant. If you want to say that the only good thing is that he has a good family background
But no one knows exactly how.
From this, it can be seen how withdrawn and out of gregarious he is. I don't even have much contact with my dormmates.
The good sister actually fell in love with him? ! Is the taste of rich daughters so... unique
However, Mo Shiran herself didn't feel it, and even held her chin with both hands with a look of intoxication, with a shy expression: "...how should I put it? I just like the hardness of his body, which is different from other boys .”
"Don't you think it's romantic to turn Bailian Steel into soft fingers?"
Girlfriend: "..." I don't think so.
"Forget it, it's true that I did too much today. I asked everyone if I caught him. He likes to keep a low profile."
"Of course, don't take everything on yourself! He lost his temper and left, and you have to wrong yourself to excuse him. How can there be such a good thing in the world?"
"Then what can I do?... I can't catch up and lose my temper with him, right?"
Best friend: "..." I was speechless.
"Anyway, I will definitely chase Lin Zhaodong! Whoever robs me, I will never end with anyone!" The girl's eyes narrowed slightly, and the edge was fleeting.
"Then what if we can't catch up?" My best friend carefully looked at her expression.
Mo Shiran curled her lips: "Since I was young, I have never missed what I want."
This time, no exception.
The cold wind blows—
The girlfriend touched the back of her neck subconsciously, and suddenly felt a little cold.
…
After that day, Jiang Fuyue never met Lin Zhaodong again.
The man was quickly forgotten.
But Mo Shiran was not living as she wished.
Since she broke up with Lin Zhaodong at the school gate, she tried her best to ignore him for a few days.
Thinking about it, usually chasing him too closely made him used to this.
It's fine for a few cold days.
But Lin Zhaodong was not disappointed, but he was greatly relieved.
Someone jokingly asked him how it felt to be left out, and he actually said—
"How good is it this early?"
One spread to ten, ten to hundreds, and soon it reached Mo Shiran's ears.
She lost her temper a lot in the dormitory, not only blaming Lin Zhaodong for not liking her, but also blaming him for embarrassing herself in front of so many classmates.
"What do you mean?!" She blocked Lin Zhaodong at the stairs.
"What do you mean?" He stood on the steps, condescending and cynical.
"It would be better if you told those people that it was so early."
Lin Zhaodong frowned, as if he didn't expect that his casual words would reach Mo Shiran's ears.
It is conceivable that other students should know it too.
This is not his intention.
That day, a group of people in the dormitory were chatting together, and he was about to go out, when he was caught asking a casual question, he just answered casually.
He usually doesn't communicate with the people in the same dormitory very much, and he didn't know which muscle was wrong that day.
"... Sorry, I will pay attention to it in the future."
Gone
Mo Shiran felt like she was hitting the cotton with her fist. Seeing that he was about to leave, she opened her hands to stop him: "Lin Zhaodong, my posture is low enough! What else do you want?!"
The man twitched the corners of his mouth coldly, without any waves in his eyes: "I told you to lower your profile?"
Mo Shiran choked.
"As for what you want... To be honest, I don't want to, just stop pestering me."
The girl's expression was hurt, as if she was about to cry in the next second: "Do you hate me that much?"
Lin Zhaodong: "Not at all. I just don't like you."
It is better not to say this, explaining is more hurtful than not explaining.
"Why? What's wrong with me?"
"Whether you like it or not has nothing to do with whether you are good or not? As long as I like it, it doesn't matter if she is not good."
Mo Shiran looked absent-minded, her eyes were dazed.
Lin Zhaodong rushed to the training ground and had no time to continue talking, so he walked around her and prepared to leave.
Suddenly, the girl came to her senses, chased after him and grabbed his arm, with such strength that she broke a nail—
"No! It's not like you!"
"Let go." The man's voice was cold and cold.
"Even if you reject me, you will never say whether you like it or not. You will only call me boring or sick."
Lin Zhaodong: "..."
Suddenly, "Do you have someone you like?"
Otherwise, how can we say that women are Sherlock Holmes in love, the strongest king of the sixth sense
Lin Zhaodong was slightly taken aback.
This momentary reaction already explained too much, and Mo Shiran almost couldn't stand up: "You... really have it? Don't you?"
"Yeah." Now that he had said it, he admitted it generously.
The girl's lips trembled, "Who is it?"
"No comment." After finishing speaking, he strode away.
This time, Mo Shiran didn't chase after her, but stood there in a daze until her best friend came over—
"Of course? Why are you standing here? Don't scare me, what happened?"
"... Xiaoyou, Lin Zhaodong said, he has someone he likes."
"What?! Don't listen to those people's nonsense, they spread it randomly, how could Lin Zhaodong like it when he is so dragged..."
"He admitted it himself."
Girlfriend: "!"
"Yeah, how could he like someone else if he's as attractive as you said? But he just likes it!"
"Of course..." My best friend didn't know how to comfort her.
"Xiaoyou," Mo Shiran suddenly grabbed her hand, "You must help me!"
"Well! I will definitely help you."
"You find a way to help me find out who Lin Zhaodong likes."
…
As long as you want to check, there are traces to follow everywhere.
What's more, Lin Zhaodong didn't deliberately cover up.
But half a day later, my best friend got the desired information from a friend of a friend.
Mo Shiran: "...Jiang Fuyue?"
"Yes! That genius girl who is very popular on the Internet. Everyone calls her Sister Yue, or Moon God. She has many supporters. It is said that some people even worship her as a god!"
Xiaoyou's tone was a little excited, and her eyes were also jumping with excitement.
She had only heard from other people's conversations that there was a very popular student girl on the Internet. At that time, she didn't take it seriously. The left and right were just hyped up characters, and sooner or later she would overturn.
But this time, in order to help her sister, the first time she found out about Jiang Fuyue, she went online and read all the materials related to her.
As the saying goes, if you know yourself and the enemy, you will win every battle.
But the more I looked at it, the more excited I became, what a fat thing it is
He won gold in three international competitions, and one of them taught the high-ranking R countryman a lesson.
When the phrase "Great China, a land of etiquette" came out forcefully from her mouth, Xiao You almost shed tears, it was so good to cry.
"... In addition, she also solved the P/NP problem announced by the Clay Institute of Mathematics in M. She published a PRL in high school, and published another one before entering university, which was selected into "New Advances in Mathematics" , I read online that this paper has made great achievements, it seems to have discovered some new theory?"
Mo Shiran frowned: "Academic?"
Like Xiao You, she only found the name "Jiang Fuyue" familiar, but she didn't know her specific achievements in detail.
"It should be. Some time ago, she posted three CNS articles in one breath. Netizens called her a 'tsunami-level back wave' in academia. Even several big-name scientists publicly affirmed her as the leader of the younger generation's research force. status."
"Oh, by the way, she got full marks in the college entrance examination. My god, she didn't deduct a single point. How did she get in the exam?"
When Xiaoyou saw this information, her mind was dizzy, and her mind was filled with question marks—
How could there be such an awesome person in the world? !
There's nothing she can't do, and there's nothing she can't do.
That kind of feeling is like... reading a super cool article, the heroine is highlighted throughout, and the sky is blown!
The more Mo Shiran listened, the corners of her mouth tightened.
Finally directly black face.
"Xiaoyou, whose girlfriend are you?"
"Of course it's yours!"
"I thought you had already become Jiang Fuyue's best friend! When I mentioned her, my eyes went straight, and I wanted to pounce on her immediately."
Xiaoyou was taken aback, and stroked her cheek, "Yes, is it so obvious?"
Mo Shiran: "..." was so angry.
"Oh, I was surprised by her resume, it's just a normal worship..."
"You actually worship her?!" Mo Shiran's eyes widened in disbelief.
Xiaoyou Nana: "Such an excellent girl, don't you admire her?"
"Hmph! She robs the person I like. No matter how good she is, I won't like her. What worship is there?"
"No, of course, one size counts for one size, you can't think that way. First of all, it's wrong to grab the word. As far as I know, it is Lin Zhaodong who is chasing after her and has nothing to do with Jiang Fuyue. Clearly expressed refusal."
Mo Shiran: "What do you mean? She expressed her rejection to Lin Zhaodong, but I posted it shamelessly and was rejected. Are you trying to say that I am low? I am not as good as her?"
Xiaoyou was stunned: "I definitely didn't mean that! How could you think so?"
"Oh... Isn't it? I picked up the rubbish that others discarded like a bag, but I picked it up and held it in my arms like a treasure. Jiang Fuyue is a schoolmaster, a goddess, and a genius girl. What am I? I'm just a poor wretch! You Go and curry favor with Jiang Fuyue, she is better than me, and I am better than me, go and be her best friend!"
Xiaoyou almost vomited blood with anger: "You, you are simply unreasonable!"
After speaking, he turned and ran away.
Mo Shiran sat without moving, even though her best friend was angry and left, she still remained expressionless.
Is that Jiang Fuyue
The person Lin Zhaodong admits to liking
very good!
I heard that she was also selected as one of the "Top Ten College Students"...
Jiang Fuyue: When a person sits at home, the pot comes from the sky