Finance College, a public classroom for literary society gatherings.
Su Zelin was surrounded by a group of literary girls and enjoyed the treatment of being the center of attention.
After boasting a few times at the literature club's meetings, he became the coolest guy in the entire club. His popularity made the other male members envious, and they only regretted that they were not as good at boasting as he was.
However, because he became the manager of a digital store, Su Zelin had not attended several gatherings. The literary girls also missed Hunzi very much, so they were naturally overjoyed to see him return today.
At this time, several young people were chatting about youth and first love, which is also the favorite topic of literary youths.
The gangster pretended to listen attentively, but his attention was on Ding Lina beside him.
The weather in Lin'an has become warmer in the past two days. Nanazi did not wear a down jacket, but instead a long dark black wool coat, matched with a dark green sweater, she looked like a female agent in the night, mysterious and enchanting.
Ordinary girls can’t hold up this kind of dark coat, but Nana has a tall figure and a charming temperament, so the combination makes it look unique.
The pair of beautiful legs, which were round, slender and straight like compasses, dangled restlessly under the table and might accidentally "collide" with Su Zelin.
Even through the bare legs artifact, he could still feel the amazing elasticity of a taut rubber band, which made the gangster even more absent-minded.
Nanako was chatting and laughing casually with a few literary girls, completely unaware of it.
There is a saying that goes like this.
When it comes to women, superficial men look at breasts, vulgar men look at buttocks, knowledgeable men look at waists, and knowledgeable men look at legs.
Legs are the fulcrum of female charm. A woman with a pair of slender and well-proportioned long legs is graceful, elegant and charming, and can instantly deprive men of their defenses.
If this kind of women practice yoga or something, hey, it would be so exciting~
Su Zelin is the emperor of understanding.
In his previous life, all the women he had were quite tall, none shorter than 1.65 meters, and their legs were well-proportioned.
However, even someone as picky as Hunzi could not find any fault with Nanazi's legs.
No, no, a rabbit doesn't eat grass near its burrow!
I am the monitor of the Finance Management Class 1, and the most I can be is the director of the Women's Federation!
The gangster forced himself to calm down and turned his attention back to the conversation between the literary girls.
"Su Zelin, what do you think youth is?"
Just then, a literary girl felt that he was too boring today and couldn't help but ask.
Su Zelin answered casually: "For me, youth is the piles of novels and comics placed on the bedside, full of passion, tenderness, and heart-wrenching stories."
"It's also the locked diary in the drawer, recording all the joys, sorrows, anger, and happiness, bitterness, sweetness, and sourness!"
"Or the poems in the anthology, some cheerful, some sad, I sing them loudly when I am happy, and I cry sadly when I am depressed!"
"We are full of expectations for the future, struggling to shed our immaturity, break out of the cocoon and become mature and beautiful."
“Youth is short but brilliant, just like a meteor that shines across the sky. Although it cannot escape the fate of falling, many people will never forget that it once shone!”
As soon as he finished speaking, all the literary girls started clapping their hands vigorously.
"Well, that's really great. You are worthy of it, Su Zelin!"
Even Nana's beautiful eyes were sparkling with brilliance.
At first she thought Su Zelin was just bragging to fool the little girl.
But after listening to it so many times, I feel like I've been brainwashed, and I always feel that these scoundrels are quite profound.
"Su Zelin, what do you think life is?"
Another literary girl said with lingering feelings.
"Life is like a cup of unsweetened coffee, which tastes slightly bitter, but leaves a lingering fragrance in your mouth. It is a journey. Only you know the hardships on the road, and only you know the happiness along the way. Don't care too much about the destination. The scenery along the way and the mood of watching the scenery are your greatest gains. It is also a bumpy and tortuous road. Even if you fall again and again, you must get up and stick to your dreams. Remember, if you don't give up in this second, there will be hope in the next second!"
The gangster just opened his mouth and gave a few girls some chicken soup for the soul.
This kind of thing is most common on WeChat Moments in later generations, especially among women.
He read a lot every day, and Su Zelin has a good memory, so he can make up something easily.
"Amazing! So touching! It touched the depths of my soul!"
The literary girl was moved by this bowl of chicken soup.
"So... what about first love?"
Ding Lina couldn't help but speak.
She is a girl who is full of longing for love, especially first love, and wants to hear Su Zelin's interpretation of first love.
This time, the gangster hesitated for a moment before speaking slowly.
"First love is like the first time you ride a roller coaster. It's exciting. When you ride it for the second, third, and fourth time, you may still feel excited, but you will find that you can never get back the unforgettable feeling of the first time!"
He has the right to speak on this because he has experienced it himself and it is quite unforgettable.
"Also, remember to fasten your seat belts and don't roll over, otherwise the consequences will be serious!"
Nanako and a few other girls who are interested in literature are weird.
What he said before makes sense.
But what the hell is this "Don't flip over" that suddenly appears at the end
…
Di Sishao, who was sitting not far behind him, was filled with envy and jealousy.
The few times that Su Zelin didn't come to the literature club, he was able to show off his literary youthfulness and fool these literary girls.
Unfortunately, the biggest target Ding Lina is not interested.
He thought that this most beautiful and best-looking girl in the club was still looking for excitement, so he also learned to drive and pick up pens like Su Zelin. Unexpectedly, Nanazi became even more disgusted and complained to the gangster.
Now that this freshman boy had just returned, he had stolen all of his limelight. Di Sishao was very unhappy.
"It's nothing but whining, just being a hipster for the sake of being a hipster!"
The artistic man said sourly.
After such complaints, several literary girls became dissatisfied.
Although Di Sishao was considered to have some literary talent, they all agreed that he was still a little behind Su Zelin.
"Senior Di, you can't say that. I think Su Zelin's words are quite profound!"
"That's right, what others said was not just whining, especially the interpretation of first love just now, I think it is so appropriate, it is the life experience of many people!"
"Senior Di, what you said is too much. We are all members of the club, how can you hurt others maliciously!"
"… "
Di Sishao was a little bit arrogant, thinking that since Su Zelin was not around for a few days, he would be the protagonist. Jealousy also made him lose his mind and said some inappropriate words, and he was immediately attacked by the literary girls.
These literary girls have long been little fans of gangsters, and they will never tolerate others slandering their idols.
Su Zelin coughed dryly and said, "Don't blame Senior Di. My level is indeed limited, and I learned a lot of things from books."
Having said that, the gangster was secretly happy.
You spray him well, just spray him as hard as you can!
"It's normal to quote beautiful sentences from books, Su Zelin. I think this just shows that you have a deep literary background!"
"Yes, others can't even think of quoting it! Senior Di, it's impossible for every profound sentence you say to be original!"
"It's not easy to incorporate so many beautiful sentences from books into your personal experience!"
"… "
Su Zelin's words made him seem more broad-minded, while the literary man was narrow-minded and couldn't stand others doing well.
After being criticized, Di Sishao was so ashamed that he kept silent, but cursed secretly in his heart.
Damn, they are all superficial women, without any substance at all!
The artistic boy was a little depressed. He picked up the cup and took a few sips of water before he calmed down a little. At this time, he felt a little urgent, so he left his seat and went to the bathroom outside the classroom.
This person has a bit of kidney deficiency and likes to drink water, so he has to go to the bathroom several times every time there is a literary club meeting.
Su Zelin's gaze turned behind him and fell on the canvas bag that the literary man hung on the stool.
The corner of the gangster's mouth raised a barely perceptible smile.
Well, this is the moment I've been waiting for.
"Nana, I'm going to the bathroom, do you want to come with me?"
He asked with a smile.
"Go away!"
In response, Ding Lina rolled her eyes. Nana thought this guy was a bit boring and continued to communicate with the literary girl.
Su Zelin also stood up and walked towards the back door of the classroom.
He took out a few things from his student bag and stuffed them quietly into the canvas bag.
The others were talking loudly and no one noticed the gangster's little action.
When they arrived at the bathroom, Su Zelin stood next to Di Sishao, glanced at him, and a look of contempt flashed in his eyes.
This guy's kidney deficiency is quite serious. He is only about 20 years old, but his shoes are wet.
How dare you date Nana
"Brother Di, you really need to learn how to spin a pen."
Su Zelin laughed.
Di Sishao: “?”
The artistic guy felt a little guilty, wondering if Ding Lina had reported me to this guy.
He said nothing and left after using the bathroom.
Not long after, Su Zelin also returned to the classroom. When he passed by him, he accidentally touched the canvas bag hanging on the stool of the literary man and dropped it to the ground.
"Don't you have eyes when you walk?"
The artistic man was very angry tonight, and he didn't like Su Zelin, so he spoke rudely.
"Ah, isn't that right, Senior Di? It was my fault."
Su Zelin picked up the canvas bag, but in his "chaos", he grabbed the tail and shook out all the contents.
"Fuck, are you sick?"
The artistic guy cursed and raised his voice by 20 decibels, attracting the attention of Ding Lina and the other artistic girls in front of him.
Di Sishao couldn't care less.
I have already had a falling out with these women today, so I don’t have any chance in the literature club, otherwise it would be a waste of time.
He had already planned to quit the society and never come back, so he tore off his disguise.
"Others were just careless, why are you so fierce?"
Ding Lina frowned and came over to help Su Zelin pick up the books scattered on the ground.
"Huh?"
She soon discovered something.
In addition to the famous books and literary magazines that Di Sishao used to show off his cups, there were also a few unusual books mixed in.
They have colorful covers.
Su Zelin picked up one of the books, "Passionate Nightlife," and looked at the literary man with a strange look: "I didn't expect Senior Di to have such a wide range of interests. In addition to literature, he also likes body art."
Di Sishao was stunned when he saw the magazine in Su Zelin's hand.
Shocked glances fell on him in unison.
The appearance of something like this in a literary club is like dropping a bomb into a fish pond.
The artistic man subconsciously distinguished: "This is not mine!"
"I also believe that it is definitely not Senior Di. Senior Di looks righteous and serious!"
Su Zelin also spoke righteously for Di Sishao.
What a hypocrite!
If you don’t know how to use idioms, don’t use them randomly!
Di Sishao became anxious.
Naturally, others didn't believe it either.
"This book is in your bag. If it's not yours, whose else could it belong to?"
Ding Lina said indignantly.
Su Zelin deliberately said, "Nana, you can't say that. Maybe someone else deliberately stuffed it into Senior Di's schoolbag! Who is so wicked? Such a person must be struck by lightning and die a miserable death!"
You finally said something sensible.
Di Sishao was still a little grateful to Su Zelin for his righteousness.
Unfortunately, others still don't believe it.
Other people in the literature club also noticed the commotion here and gathered around. After learning the whole story, they started talking at once and looked at Di Sishao with contempt and anger.
"Who would be so bored as to put something like this in his bag?"
"It must be his own. He refused to admit it even after being discovered!"
"How could there be such a scum in the literature club!"
"He looks quite polite, but you can never tell a person's true heart from his appearance!"
"I talked to him a few times and thought he was a capable person, but I didn't expect he had such dirty thoughts in his head!"
"… "
People born in 2001 were still relatively persecuted. Even if college students were open-minded, they could only read such books in the dormitory. Bringing them to the classroom, especially to a literary club where young artists gathered, would be absolutely intolerable.
Even in the middle of winter, a layer of cold sweat broke out on Di Sishao's forehead.
He had a big question mark in his mind.
Why did these books end up in my canvas bag for no apparent reason
Although he didn't understand what was going on, he realized that he might not be able to wash himself clean even if he jumped into the Yellow River.
Moreover, all the members of the literature club were extremely angry. Several young literary men felt that Di Sishao had insulted their holy land and wanted to rush up and beat him up.
"Everyone calm down, all arts in the world are one family, literature is art, and body art is also art!"
Su Zelin once again stood up to speak for the artistic man.
"Senior Di just has a deep and extensive love for art, not just limited to literature, senior, don't you think so?"
The artistic guy's heart was racing. Even if he didn't admit it now, others wouldn't believe it. They would think he was quibbling, which would only make him even angrier.
It would be better to go along with what this kid wants and have a good excuse to back down.
“Yes, yes, yes!”
Di Sishao nodded vigorously, like a chicken pecking at rice: "Body art is also a kind of art. Many world-renowned artists are in this field. You can't look at it with a biased perspective!"
Su Zelin smiled when he heard this, and his smile was like a little fox.
Hey, are you hooked
Then we can close the net.
"Senior Di's words make sense. I think this magazine must be filled with beautiful and poetic articles praising the beauty of the human body!"
Su Zelin took the initiative to open it, read a few pages, and his expression became strange.
He coughed dryly and said, "I'm sorry, I was careless. It's understandable that Senior Di likes this kind of art, but this magazine is a bit heavy. Anyway, I can't appreciate it."
"Puzzle" is known as the king of pornographic books in Hong Kong, and is famous for its explicitness and brutality. How can it possibly play the game of beauty and poetry with you
There are even transsexuals in that colorful picture.
"Ah, pervert!"
I didn't expect that Di Sishao was actually interested in transsexuals. Some literary girls screamed in fear.
"Hit him!"
The young people couldn't stand it anymore and rushed up to beat them up.
"Don't be impulsive, don't be impulsive!"
Having said that, Su Zelin also took advantage of the chaos to step on it a few times.
Sorry, bro.
You asked for this!
As the saying goes, even a scumbag has his own code of conduct. How could you have cheated Nanazi of her money in your previous life
Can't you learn from me, not only not cheat girls out of their money, but also occasionally save those fallen girls
Scumbags like you are the scum of the scumbag world. You lower the standard of good scumbags and affect the image of the rest of us!
If you don’t get beaten, who will get beaten
It was not until Di Sishao was beaten black and blue and begged for mercy with his head in his hands that Su Zelin stepped forward again to stop the crowd.
The young people were a bit ruthless.
If the fight continues, someone might die.
"Senior Di, we are not on the same page. I think you should just leave the literature club!"
The bastard made some well-intentioned suggestions in a very civilized manner.
Others are not as easy to talk to as he is.
"You scum, get out of the literature club!"
"I've long seen that this guy has no interest in literature at all, he just wants to come to the literature club to pick up girls!"
"I've been in the same club with this kind of person for so long. I feel sick just thinking about it!"
"… "
Di Sishao felt as if he had been pardoned. He picked up his schoolbag in a panic, not even throwing away the magazines inside, and ran out of the classroom with his head in his hands.
There was also a young literary man behind him who picked up a copy of Dragon, Tiger and Leopard and threw it over: "Asshole, take these dirty books of yours and don't defile the sacred literature club!"
Dragon, Tiger and Leopard smashed against the wall, and the color pages inside were torn.
Su Zelin felt a little distressed when he saw this.
Brother, please be careful when throwing it away. It’s all broken. I need to recycle it and return it to Aping!
Thinking this in his heart, the scoundrel said seriously: "These dirty books cannot be thrown away randomly. They can easily poison other students on campus. I will take them all and burn them later!"
"Well, brother is really thoughtful!"
"Especially since this happened in the literature club, we have to handle it properly!"
"Alas, the reputation of the literature club has been ruined by this kind of scum!"
Everyone in the literature club agreed with this.
Since it was Su Zelin who proposed it, the task of dealing with several heavy-taste art magazines was given to Hunzi.
After this incident, the literary club meeting ended in a bad mood.
Su Zelin returned to the dormitory with a few books and stuffed them back into Zeng Kaiping's computer desk.
Then he turned on his computer, first clicked on a Liqun cigarette, then logged into the Finance College BBS with his small account and posted a message.
"Shocking! A perverted man actually openly did this to a girl in the holy land of literature!"
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