Zhao Xun was quite relieved.
Fortunately, he had Ma Jiaojiao treat him to a meal.
Ma Jiaojiao is indeed stupid.
But she's a good girl.
Rather, it's more accurate to say that the better it is, the dumber it is, and the dumber it is, the better.
This meal signifies that the score is settled, so that she won't feel like she owes him anything.
Zhao Sun started refreshing the webpage again, and judging from the interface, it seemed to be some kind of forum.
As for Lu Yibei, he could tell from Xun'er's tone that she really didn't want to talk about this matter anymore, so he didn't plan to interrogate her too deeply.
Besides, he had a general idea of what was going on.
Bamboo shoots are diodes.
In his mind, it's either good or bad.
Moreover, they are extremely harsh on people with a bad impression of them.
Let alone eating, I'm even afraid of being disgusted by just looking at it.
So even though he kept saying those things, even though he cursed Ma Jiaojiao.
The impression that girl left on him must have been quite good.
If being "stupid" is enough to get a date with Sun'er, then let alone "stupid girls," there would probably be a long line of "stupid boys."
As for other things…
Lu Yibei pulled out a volume from the "Eighty-One Cases of Journey to the West" series from his bedside table. As he opened it, he sighed:
"Children and grandchildren have their own blessings to offer—"
Fuck you!
Zhao Sunsmoothly gave the middle finger towards the upper bunk.
…
Lu Yibei flipped through about half of the book, "The Case of the Singing Song in Chang'an".
It was already noon.
He casually took out his phone and whispered something to his girlfriend.
【Don't eat spicy food】
[Qingqian: Okay]
[Qingqian: Peeing is so annoying.jpg]
After receiving this reply, he continued reading with peace of mind.
If he could stay in his dorm room, he had no interest in competing for food with the kids who had just finished class.
Then, the campus loudspeakers began to broadcast.
Following the pleasant music, a soft and warm female voice continued to announce the opening remarks for the next few days:
They say autumn is a time for longing, but it's even more perfect for falling in love with you—
Although Lu Yibei wrote this sentence, he was actually a little numb.
Winter has already begun, but it's still like autumn here...
Comrade Xiao Fu wasn't very meticulous at the time, and didn't tell him exactly when this word would be used.
Fortunately, it wasn't too cold.
Many people think they are in late autumn.
…
"Next up is a three-line love letter written by the student 'If I could do it all over again, I would be Li Bai'—"
After hearing the bell ring for the end of get out of class, Chen Dan, who was in the library, heard the announcement and decided to pack up and go to the cafeteria for lunch.
She glanced at Liu Jie, who was sleeping soundly beside her, and was speechless.
If I can sleep so soundly in a normal area, I'd be sleeping like a log in a soundproof area.
Just as Chen Dan was about to wake him, a soft, gentle female voice from outside the window broadcast the following:
I see you in my dreams
After waking up
I still want to see you.
Chen Dan's hand, which was about to push the boy beside her, suddenly stopped.
But the boy seemed to sense something, and opened his eyes somewhat groggily. He asked in a slurred voice:
"...What? Is it all over?"
"Okay, let's go eat. If you don't wake up soon, I'm leaving you here," Chen Dan said calmly.
Liu Jie immediately snapped to attention and, with a snap, stood up very quickly.
Chen Dan picked up her bag and was about to leave.
Liu Jie followed without a word, snatched the bag, and let the other person sit on his back. He then shrugged his shoulders in dissatisfaction.
"I told you before, this bag is too tight, it needs to be replaced."
Chen Dan glanced at him sideways: "I can't carry it."
Liu Jie gave a thumbs up:
"Truly iron-willed."
Chen Dan was annoyed, but seeing him carrying that small backpack, she didn't argue with him.
Stepping outside, Liu Jie gazed at the bright sun in the sky, pondered for a moment, and then said:
"What do you want to eat? I want to eat mala tang (spicy hot pot), I haven't had it in ages."
Chen Dan nodded: "Okay, I also want to eat it."
Liu Jie smiled foolishly.
The radio was still playing three-line love poems written by students from Jiangnan University.
Chen Dan suddenly asked:
"You said you would submit an article, did you submit it?"
"That's a sure thing, when has your brother Jie ever lied to anyone?" Liu Jiete said arrogantly, wiping his nose.
"What did you write?" Chen Dan asked.
"You want to copy it?" Liu Jie asked.
"I want to see if you've embarrassed yourself," Chen Dan said.
"No way."
Liu Jie scoffed, but despite Chen Dan's repeated requests to "let me see," he refused: "I'll tell you my pen name after the awards are over. Heh, when I reveal my name, I'll give you a shock. I'll definitely be at the top of the list!"
This event is called the "Three-Line Love Letter" competition. Since it's a competition, there must be rankings.
The student council will select twenty model essays, and the so-called "credits" are the reward given to the authors of these model essays.
"That's bullshit," Chen Dan didn't believe it.
She remembered the song from earlier.
I see you in my dreams.
After waking up.
I still want to see you.
That's very well written.
It's even better than what she wrote.
Whether it was because of the words or because of her experiences, this little love letter inexplicably stuck in the girl's heart.
I don't know who wrote it.
Chen Dan thought to herself.
"Achoo—" Liu Jie suddenly sneezed.
…
Li Si was eating.
Fu Chi then sent over several voice messages.
Li Si pressed the button, "Transform into text."
[Fu Chi: President!]
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