It was said that it was a friend's birthday, but in fact this "friend" just followed Cheng Yi and met twice.
When Lu Jiaheng arrived, the atmosphere was already in a frenzy. As soon as others came in, he was holding Mai on a girl's shoulder the last second. Cheng Yi, who was holding hands and howling loudly, rolled over from the sofa, his eyes were straight. Googly looked behind him.
Empty.
Cheng Yi didn't give up, stretched his neck and looked out.
Indeed not.
This is really a cosmic anecdote. It's too new. Young Master Lu reminded them that they were going to bring someone. Cheng Yi felt that this was a hint, so he waved back a group of big white legs in a very healthy way. Everyone is healthy and harmless. Singing, drinking and drinking, but this forced a person to come.
Cheng Yi looked at his expression again.
There is no expression of rejection as imagined, but it is very subtle.
As for how subtle.
Cheng Yi narrowed his eyes, leaned in front of him, and hissed, a little puzzled: "Why do I think you're chirping with this expression?"
"… "
"I don't know why, but there is a subtle sense of motherhood."
"?"
Cheng Yi touched his chin: "The last time you came back with a powdered water cup, I felt something was wrong, you didn't really want to flirt with your sister, don't you, Lin Boyang's life is in your hands for ten years. "
Lin Boyang sat quietly and harmlessly in the small sofa booth by the door, away from the crowd, eating an unknown birthday cake, just to hear the two of them talking, sticking his pinky finger and sticking a plastic fork on the cake: "Cheng Yi, I am Draft master."
Cheng Yi was bewildered: "Why the fuck are you chirping?"
Lu Jiaheng was obviously not in a good state, so he didn't even bother to pay attention to him, so he went straight into the box and walked to the small sofa booth in Lin Boyang's seat.
Lin Boyang only met them in college. Although they have a good relationship, they have a good character. He is an irritable and innocent man with a dirty mouth. He usually stays on the side and eats quietly when he goes out to play. Something to play with the phone.
Today, Lu Jiaheng also joined him.
The atmosphere of the two rows of semi-circle booths in the innermost box was high, the floor was full of dice and spilled wine juice. Someone saw him coming to call him, but he didn't pay much attention to it. He seemed to be the one who opened the door, sitting side by side with Lin Boyang. In the corner of the door, his long legs stretched forward and crossed, and he took out his mobile phone.
Cheng Yi felt a little unacceptable.
He was stunned to see that Master Lu asked for a headset from Master Lin next to him, plugged it in and put it on. He slumped lazily into the small sofa with Erlang's legs crossed. He was quiet for about half a minute, and then—
Showing a fascinated smile.
Cheng Yi simply wondered if he was listening to something filthy in public.
He walked around from behind, put his head on Lu Jiaheng's neck, and looked at the screen of his mobile phone: "Good things need to be shared, Brother Heng."
The man responded very quickly, snapped his phone, turned his head, stretched out his hand against his forehead and pushed it away: "Stay away from me."
Cheng Yi struggled: "What's going on?"
"You climbed out of the pile of women? The smell of perfume makes me want to vomit."
Cheng Yi: "..."
As soon as Chuzhi returned to the dormitory, he was severely tortured.
Several girls have been together for more than ten days, and the relatively shallow relationship history has long been talked about by night chats without any distance. Lin Tong expressed that he hated iron and steel: "Why did you agree to go with him? That is a Scumbag! What's there to talk about??"
Gu Han, the second child in the dormitory, was heartbroken: "You kid is stupid, he said a couple of sweet words, and then changed his mind to express that he would give you breakfast for two days, and you would plant him in his hands again."
The third child concluded calmly at the end: "Comrade Chuzhi, the organization is very disappointed in you."
"… "
Chu Zhi struggled to explain: "We've only been talking for less than ten days. I don't feel anything, and there's nothing to avoid, and after all, we're classmates for three years."
Gu Han's eyes widened, completely worried: "What if he pulls you to a place where there are few people and robs you!"
Chuzhi: "It's okay, I have learned karate for three years."
Gu Han's expression changed from unexpected to admiration: "I can't tell, little Azhi."
Chu Zhi grinned, revealing neat little white teeth: "It's still leucorrhea."
Gu Han: "… "
Gu Han is a girl from the Northeast. She usually likes to study things like Tarot cards, constellations, five elements and gossip.
Lin Tong didn't believe in these things. The third student in the dormitory, Xue Niannan, was a standard school tyrant. Every night after the military training, she recited the vocabulary of grades 4 and 6 in mobile games. The only loyal fan of Gu Han was Chu Zhi.
At 11:30 in the evening, everyone climbed into the bed and chatted on their mobile phones. Gu Han turned on the flashlight of his mobile phone and sat cross-legged on the bed, looking at the opposite Chu Zhi through the hazy white gauze mosquito net, and said, "Want to know your fate with him? , Name you and his names such as Guo Jing and Huang Rong, and immediately understand how much fate there is between you."
Chu Zhi was extremely nervous: "Me and Wu Yanzu."
"… "
Gu Han: "Okay, the fate index between you and Yin Mingshuo is zero, but judging from his face, this person is an annoying guy. He's very annoying, and he's going to make a move against you next, starting from delivering breakfast. Start and end with supper."
Chuzhi: "..."
Chu Zhi felt that Gu Han did have two brushes, because Yin Mingshuo really appeared early the next morning.
She hadn't woken up at that time, her military training uniform jacket was not pulled, she had her hair tied with her arms open, followed her roommate out of the dormitory building, went to buy a breakfast, and walked to the playground to eat.
After eating a bean paste bun, he just walked to the playground. Chuzhi unscrewed the soy milk and bit it into his mouth. As soon as he looked up, he saw Yin Mingshuo standing at the gate of the playground iron net, carrying a bag in his hand.
He didn't come alone, and there were two boys next to him, who should be his roommates. Seeing Chu Zhi and the others coming over, he laughed so hard that he felt uncomfortable.
Before Chu Zhi could react, Yin Mingshuo had already run over and smiled at her: "Morning."
Chu Zhi still had soy milk in her mouth and said vaguely, "Well, jujube..."
"I've already eaten it? How can you be full by drinking soy milk in the morning? You have to be in the sun all morning. I bought you shredded chicken porridge with snow cabbage. It will take a while before the gathering. Would you like to eat first?"
Gu Han glanced at Lin Tong, his eyes seemed to be saying, "What am I talking about?"
Lin Tong's personality is like a dynamite bag, and it's the kind that ignites spontaneously. You don't need to click on it, and without a word, she pulls Chu Zhi behind her, narrowing her eyes, and Sister Yu is full of aura: "I said, since we have broken up. Now, stop pestering other girls, okay? Have a face."
Yin Mingshuo's smile disappeared, his expression changed slightly, but he was still good-natured: "This is a matter between me and Chu Zhi, you may not understand, she misunderstood me a little."
"You really think too much," Lin Tong snorted contemptuously, "You will understand when you go to the toilet and take a picture of the toilet water. Do you need any bullshit misunderstanding to break up with you?"
Yin Mingshuo hadn't spoken yet. The two boys behind him were unhappy for the first time. One of them looked sturdy and directly burst out, and took two steps forward: "Speak politely, do you think I don't hit women?"
Gu Han, who was still arguing with Chu Zhi last second, stopped joking with her when she heard that, and walked over with the corners of her lips drooping, looking at them vigilantly.
Yin Mingshuo looked a little embarrassed. He put his hand on the shoulder of the boy next to him and patted it soothingly.
In the early morning, boys and girls wearing military training uniforms came in one after another at the entrance of the playground.
Three tall boys were facing several girls. No matter how they looked, the girls couldn't take advantage. The first two roommates from the combat department were completely on top. Xue Niannan briefly recovered from the world of English words. Start a quick analysis of how best to handle the current situation.
But she wasn't too afraid, because she felt that the possibility of boys hitting girls was still too small.
So when she saw that tall boy swept away Yin Mingshuo's hand and pushed Lin Tong provocatively, she was completely stunned.
It was completely unimaginable for a boy to do something to a girl.
Gu Han stood beside him and was immediately angry, a three-character classic roared out, grabbed his arm, opened his mouth and bit down hard, the soy milk biting in Chu Zhi's mouth, who had been standing beside him, was already pinched in his hand and sucked in the air. Sucking a jelly-like bag of soy milk, the little girl raised her arms high and pinched it. The milky white soy milk was like a jet of water, and all of it was sprayed on the boy's face.
The boy closed his eyes subconsciously, pushed him back and forth, and when he opened his eyes again, he was completely angry, soy milk seeping into his clothes, his eyes spitting fire, and he stared at them angrily.
He just rushed forward two steps aggressively, and was punched on the back of the head again.
Zhou Ming didn't know when he ran to the back, after hammering, he screamed twice, the back of his hand was red, and the pain was hissing, and he didn't forget to pretend: "You bullied the girls in our class, you asked the boys in our class. ?"
The atmosphere on the battlefield was anxious, and the tension broke out before it even touched.
There are four people in Zhou Ming's dormitory. Although one is slimmer than the other, they are not as strong as the other, but the advantage is that there are more people, and there are girls to help. Although they are lucky, they are not inferior.
The so-called law does not blame the public, and a fight is a group fight, and the dormitory-scale fight is still a bit short.
When the instructor and the counselor came over, Chu Zhi was pouring the shredded chicken porridge with snow vegetables that Yin Mingshuo bought for her on the other side's face. The porridge flows down.
Several instructors roared and ran over to separate the people. The boys were basically painted, and the boy who started the first act was the worst, with porridge and soy milk on his hair and clothes. The girls seem to have nothing to do, except that the clothes and hair are a little messy.
The counselor looked like he was going crazy, watching them spit: "The head of the department will come over in a while! Just wait, our class has become famous before school starts!"
Chuzhi stood at the very end honestly, and when he looked up, he saw that the head of the department had come far away.
There was another person behind.
The four figures wore a milky white sweater, jeans, and a pair of peach blossom eyes that were slightly raised, and stopped in front of her with a half-smile.
That look is like saying: Niubi.
Chu Zhi was stunned for a moment, and blinked pitifully.
The corner of the man's lips twitched, and he walked behind the head of the department, watching the counselor and the head of the department talking not far away, and quietly stood beside Chu Zhi.
"Which are your handwritings?" His voice was low, his tone was playful, he didn't look at her, and casually glanced at the boys in front of him.
"Porridge," Chu Zhi hesitated, then added in a low voice, "and soy milk..."
When she finished, he laughed.
There were two chuckles in his throat, he lowered his eyes, looked at her small head hanging down, seemed to be honest and good, and teased her in a low voice: "The porridge is boring, why don't you have oil in your pocket? What about the disc?"