It was almost four o'clock when Su Lin returned to the dormitory.
He pushed open the dormitory door and bumped into the three roommates who were about to go out.
Both sides were stunned.
Qin Fang was wearing a sports suit, with a basketball in his right hand and a water glass in his left hand.
"Brother Lin," he quickly regained his senses and patted the basketball between them, "Let's play ball? Let's go together."
"With whom?"
"Those in Class 1 of Guomao are just idle and have nothing to do."
"… "
Su Lin was silent for a while.
After a while, he nodded: "Okay, I'll change my clothes."
All students in dormitory 401 are in the finance class.
In the first half of the semester, their PE class happened to be in line with the international trade class. The two groups played basketball a few times and felt that they were evenly matched.
At four or five o'clock in the afternoon, there are very few sports at this time. Most majors either have club activities or public classes.
The basketball court was very empty, and the two teams played heartily. In the end, they didn't score any points. They were just playing.
Stopped at lunchtime.
After Su Lin drank a whole bottle of water, the forward of the international trade class came to tease him, "Brother Lin is gone for the summer vacation, how can you play more fiercely?"
Either interception or dunk is a three-pointer.
Su Lin had just finished playing and was in a good mood.
He pulled the corners of his lips, sweat dripping down his forehead, his tone was neither salty nor light, "Is it your dish."
"… "
A few big boys walked out of the court while chatting, and Su Lin slowed down when they passed by the cafeteria.
He narrowed his eyes and settled in one place.
Right in front of him, his elective classmate was holding the hand of the girl next to him, and was turning towards the cafeteria.
She didn't change her T-shirt or skirt, but added an off-white knitted jacket over her top, with long jet black hair hanging down on it, and her exposed calves fair and slender.
The whole person seems very soft.
Lu Yuanyuan and the people around him entered the canteen chatting and laughing.
Seeing her, Su Lin remembered two hours ago.
After he was questioned, two lines of words were written on the notebook she quickly pushed over.
"Choose 1
2 means sorry"
Well understood answer.
He has good eyesight, and her handwriting is clear and can be understood at a glance.
After answering like this, Yan Chuan asked him to sit down and announced the dismissal of the get out of class.
Lu Yuanyuan took back the book and began to pack paper and pencil into his schoolbag.
With her head down, her hair blocked part of her profile, and he could see her long eyelashes shaking with the blink of an eye.
Immediately, he asked her, "What did he just ask?"
Lu Yuanyuan was about to stand up for a moment.
Then he sat back in his seat, his black eyes looked over with a serious look: "What he asked was whether to use pardon or désolé when asking for directions."
"..."
What to use? and what
Maybe because the doubts on his face were too obvious, Lu Yuanyuan opened his schoolbag again and took out his notebook.
She turned to the first page and pointed to a line, "It's these two words, pardon means excuse me in English, and désolé means sorry or regret, so pardon is used to ask directions."
Because of the dismissal of school, the surrounding people were noisy, and although the voice was still soft, it could be seen that she was working hard to amplify the volume to speak to him.
His face turned slightly red.
Several people played football and sweated, and went back to the dormitory to take a shower before going to eat.
After coming out of the cafeteria, the eldest and the second were walking in front, and Qin Fang and Su Lin were behind them.
Seeing that the dormitory building was in front of him, Qin Fang was in high spirits, "If I eat two more chickens tonight, I will be the trump card."
"Brother Lin," Qin Fang hooked on Su Lin's shoulder, "I'll rely on you for a while, behave well."
In the past few days when the school started, several people spent their time in the exciting battlefield after dinner, very regular and fixed.
Who knows, Su Lin tore off his hand and said lightly, "I won't fight tonight."
Qin Fang was stunned.
Then he asked, "Are you okay?"
"Um."
"What's the matter?"
"go to the library."
"…Huh? What are you doing there?"
"Read a book."
Qin Fang was stunned again.
A few seconds later, he hooked on Su Lin's shoulder again: "Brother Lin, this is not funny, what books are you reading in your head, hurry back to eat chicken."
"Eat it yourself." Su Lin pulled his arm down again.
Qin Fang looked at him, a little unresponsive.
He believes anyone who goes to the library.
But the person in front of me, a freshman or two semesters, went to the library several times during the final review, and was forced to be pulled by a few of them to help them review.
and.
Su Lin has very few hobbies, and playing games is one of them.
In the middle of the night, when I don't play games, what library should I go to
How could Qin Fang not believe it so much.
"No..." Unconsciously walking downstairs to the dormitory, Qin Fang saw that he still did not intend to enter the dormitory, and said again: "Are you really going to the library?"
"… "
Su Lin ignored him and continued to walk forward.
"Fuck." Qin Fang scolded standing on the spot, caught up with him a few steps forward, and asked, "That's okay, then can you tell me what you are going to study in the library?"
He really couldn't believe it.
Hearing this, Su Lin stopped and was silent for a few seconds.
Then he glanced at him and said, "French."
Qin Fang: "..."
Deer Park and their class schedules are very regular.
Specialized classes on Mondays, electives on Wednesdays, and public classes on Thursdays and Fridays.
Professional courses are held in the fixed classrooms of this class, with the least number of people. Elective and public courses are not necessarily mixed with which majors, and classrooms have to go back and forth.
"Garden."
On Thursday afternoon, the two were walking to the next classroom when Lin Qian suddenly called her.
Lu Yuanyuan tilted his head: "Huh?"
"Do you remember that we signed up for the club before?"
"Ah, remember."
During the military training last week, there was a club recruiting activity. During the break, there were often three or two senior sisters and seniors to promote it. At that time, she was about to faint from the heat.
I just remember that at the end it seemed like I signed up for a music club.
"Didn't I fill out the registration form for us? I only left mine on the phone. I just received a text message saying that I can go to the interview at 5 o'clock in the afternoon."
… interview
Lu Yuanyuan said in doubt: "Joining the club... Do you still need an interview?"
"Of course!" Lin Qian explained to her: "Although the club has a lower threshold than the student union, it is not something you can enter by filling out a form."
She nodded: "Okay, let's go to get out of class."
The last class was at half past four.
Lin Qian has an excellent sense of direction. In half a month, she has thoroughly explored almost all the places where C students often go. After confirming the location, she found the designated teaching building in a short time.
The interview takes place in the underground lecture hall.
With the "ding" of the elevator, the two walked out.
The classroom door facing the elevator exit was open, and a sign was erected at the door, which read "Music Club is recruiting new students".
Behind the sign, along the wall, there was a line of people in the corridor.
The two walked to the back of the line.
Not long after standing there, someone came over with a stack of documents and asked for their names, then found the registration form and sent it to them.
Lu Yuanyuan just wanted to talk to Lin Qian—
There was an unusually shocking singing voice in the classroom.
It is a high-pitched, powerful and imposing female voice.
Lu Yuanyuan listened silently for a while, and found that she was singing "I Love You, China".
The people inside didn't sing for a long time, but the echoes echoed back and forth in the corridor on the basement floor.
Lost all her confidence.
This girl sang so well, it was exactly the same as the Bel Canto songs she had heard on the Spring Festival Evening.
Lu Yuanyuan retreated in his heart with a bang.
If all the interviewees are of this level, she should not be ashamed...
After the singing stopped, there were a lot of roars and whistles in the corridor.
"Qianqian..." Lu Yuanyuan poked the people around him, "otherwise I won't go in for the interview, I'll wait for you outside..."
"… "
Lin Qian was trying to find out which big brother was so arrogant when she heard Lu Yuanyuan's soft voice.
When he turned around, he saw her frowning slightly, her big eyes wet.
Lin Qian felt that if she were a rabbit, her ears would definitely be drooping and flabby.
"Pfft." Amused by her own thoughts, she reached out to smooth Lu Yuanyuan's silky long hair twice, "This kind of talent is still a minority, we can definitely get through."
"but-"
Lin Qian reassured: "Don't worry, I checked in advance. This is a round of interviews. The main interview is for singing, and the instruments for musical instruments are all here and there. The second round will be the interview in the music classroom."
Before filling out the registration form for military training, she specifically asked Luyuanyuan if there were any musical instruments. Lu Yuanyuan agreed almost without hesitation, and only then did she sign up for the two of them.
Because according to the reliable post bar, people who can basically sing or a certain musical instrument have a good time in the music club.
When it was time for Lin Qian to go in, she came out within a few minutes of entering, and she even gave Luyuanyuan a cheering gesture.
Lu Yuanyuan nodded at her, took his registration form, took a deep breath and entered the classroom.
Only the first row of people sat in the huge classroom.
Three people, two males and one female.
After greeting, she introduced herself, and the boy in the middle was the first to speak: "I see the tick in your registration form is... musical instruments, right?"
"Um."
"What instrument do you know?"
"Harmonica."
"… "
Um
Qin Fang took it for granted that he heard it wrong.
He recalled Lu Yuanyuan's pronunciation just now, and tentatively asked, "Is it the piano?"
"No, senior," the girl in front of her shook her head with a serious face and a firm voice: "I can play the harmonica."
"… "
It has also been a year since he joined the music club. Qin Fang is now also a vice president. He has interviewed many students, and he has never seen Hulusi.
But this is the first one, the talent is playing the harmonica.
Isn't this an instrument? Yes.
Isn't this talent? It seems so.
For a moment he didn't know how to react.
"Well, then, classmate, wait a moment. Your situation is special. Let me ask our president."
Qin Fang said hello to the two next to him, and immediately went to the back of the classroom to call President Su.
President Su took a long time to answer, his voice was low and hoarse, with a strong sense of tiredness, "Who?"
"The one who lets you sleep peacefully in the dormitory." Qin Fang gritted his teeth.
In interviews, I have never seen any club president who does not show his face. His vice president sat all morning and afternoon, and his butt was numb.
Su Lin didn't feel guilty at all: "If you have farts, let them go."
"..." He endured.
Qin Fang didn't forget the business: "Brother Lin, isn't playing the harmonica a talent? Can you pass?"
"… blow what?"
"Harmonica."
"… "
There was silence for a while.
Then came the impatient voice: "You fucking ask me? You don't know yet?"
Tsk, listening to this tone, it definitely doesn't count.
Also, their club has to put on performances every year, such as instrumental solo ensemble, harmonica... It doesn't seem to work.
"Hey," but Qin Fang was still dissatisfied: "Why are you so irritable, I just see that it's not easy for a little girl to sign up for a name."
"Hey." There was a sneer that President Su was used to, "Which immortal is this?"
As soon as he spoke, Qin Fang became energetic: "Don't say it, the family is good-looking, and the surname is quite special. The surname is Lu, not Lu from Lu, but the deer from Xiaolu."
"… "
There was a strange silence over there.
Su Lin suddenly asked him, "Full name?"
"Deer Park."
After Qin Fang finished his answer, he wondered, "What are you asking about—"
"Forget it." He suddenly said.
"… what?"
Su Lin's voice was completely sleepy: "You fucking ask me, of course the harmonica is fine."
"…?"
"She passed, and you asked her to participate in the second round of interviews."
Qin Fang: "... ??"
Before he could react, another sentence came over there.
- "I don't need you in the second round, I'll meet you."
The author has something to say: President Su Da [serious face]: Baidu Encyclopedia said that the harmonica is a small wind instrument. must give.
Qin Fang = =: ... just ask if your face hurts.
#What makes me take the initiative to study without going to the library for final review#
#Ah, it's that damn love#