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"How is it, Sister Shuang, are you satisfied?" Cheng Cheng lowered his voice and threw me a coquettish glance.

He whispered in my ear: "I heard from Li Zhi that you like white hair, so I got four white hairs for you."

"Thank you!" I smiled awkwardly but politely.

I picked up the water cup and drank it technically, and then I heard Li Zhi and Cheng Cheng whispering in my ear.

"Baby, you have to know that in order to coax them to dye their hair white, I divided all my living expenses for this month among them."

"What?! You're paying for something like this?"

"Yeah, there's nothing I can do. Isn't this just to meet the KPI you gave me?"

"So how are you going to live this month? Are you still going to take me to the movies and eat Western food?"

"Don't worry, don't worry. The four of them are all interested in Sister Shuang. As long as Sister Shuang is willing to add them on WeChat, each of them will give me 1,000 yuan!"

"What! Can it be operated like this?"

"Yeah, you don't know, our Sister Shuang's market is huge."

I'm on the side be like:

(￢_￢) and Σ( ° △ °|||)︴

But after all, they are helping me sincerely, and I can't let the young couple not go to the movies and eat Western food.

So, I could only pull the corners of my mouth and say to the four, no, four white-haired people opposite me:

"How about we add each other on WeChat?"

I glanced at Cheng Cheng and Li Zhi, their eyes flashing with golden light.

The white-haired people on the opposite side also nodded frequently.

Drop...drop...drop...drop...drop...

Okay, I've added four WeChat accounts now. Has Cheng Cheng's 4,000 yuan living allowance arrived? I feel like I can finally retire.

"Oh, sorry, I suddenly remembered something, so I'll be leaving now. You guys can chat slowly..."

"Why are you leaving so soon?" the four white-haired guys said in unison.

I smiled and said, "Don't we still have WeChat? Let's chat back."

I was about to get up and leave when someone put a hand on my shoulder from behind and pushed me back to my seat.

"Didn't you say you wanted to find a boyfriend from Kyoto University?"

This sound...

( .)!!!

I looked up and saw Lu Shiyu, who had black hair and looked clean and fresh. He didn't even have the black earrings. He was wearing a white shirt without a single wrinkle, looking like a good student.

He lowered his head and looked at me out of the corner of his eye. His eyes were cold and indifferent, just like the tone of his words above.

"What? Do you have 9997 friends on WeChat?" Still cold.

Me: “Ah?” (óò)?

"So you have to delete me to make room for the four of them?" He raised his eyes and glanced at the four white-haired people opposite him.

“No, I…” I wanted to refute confidently, but in the end I said guiltily: “I only blocked you, I didn’t delete you…”

"Hmph, Fu Mingshuang, you are just as bad as in my dream." Lu Shiyu said this and turned away.

I was still in shock at Lu Shiyu's sudden appearance, and it took me a long time to recover.

A nondescript schoolmate from the social gathering said, "That's Lu Shiyu from the Foreign Languages ​​Department, right?"

The ordinary schoolmate B said: "Which Lu Shiyu?"

The ordinary schoolmate C said: "It's the freshman representative at the opening ceremony!"

“Ahhhhh~”

Schoolmates ABC chased after him together.

"Li Zhi..." I called out to my roommate who was immersed in the melon field, "Are these schoolmates from our school?"

"Yeah."

So… Lu Shiyu repeated a year and got into the Foreign Languages ​​Department at Peking University this year?

A year ago, I was the one who ran away, but this year, he was the one who persevered.

It was just a sentence I said to others at the graduation ceremony:

I just want to find a boyfriend who can go to Kyoto University with me.

I suddenly stood up and chased after him.