Pride & Lust (32)
Curly hadn't knelt down yet, but Lin Mo wanted to kneel down because of what he saw.
They left in embarrassment under Lin Mo's cold gaze, and in the end they were unable to get Song Shu's contact information.
They didn't get it, but they didn't regret it. After all, contact information is something that can't be added even if you get it. The best way is for them to take the initiative and quickly build a good relationship with Song Shu on the first day of the school welcome. They are members of the student union, and they should also participate in the welcome. It's not difficult to get close to Song Shu, but it's difficult to grab the only position next to Song Shu.
After a day of entertainment, the student union members left without looking at each other, each with their own thoughts.
Song Shu was teaching his desk mate who had suddenly become stupid in the chess and card room, and a flock of crows flew over his head.
It’s not that his deskmate doesn’t know how to play, he just keeps sticking to him, not looking at the ball, but at him.
Song Shu taught him seriously for a while, but later found that his deskmate just wanted to get close to him and his mind was not on the table tennis at all, so he simply stopped teaching him, dropped his cue, and said with a blank expression: "If you do this again, we will go back."
He and his deskmate are probably friends, right? How can friends be so calculating and clingy?
Song Shu could probably guess some of his deskmate's little thoughts, but because he didn't care much, these thoughts were not very important, so he could ignore them. In addition, after ignoring his deskmate's name, he could naturally tolerate his deskmate's little actions.
Song Shu thought that he should just treat his desk mate as his younger brother. If he did, he wouldn't have any resistance.
555: [My dear brother.]
Song Shu: "...get out of here, sir."
Song Shu's somewhat cold words made his deskmate's pink hair tremble. He felt panic for a moment for no reason, swallowed his saliva, looked at Song Shu, and carefully let go of Song Shu's hand.
"You don't like it? Then I won't do it next time."
After his deskmate left, the air around him became much fresher. Song Shu touched his deskmate's head without much force and looked at him: "I really don't like it, stop it."
Song Shu was usually indifferent. Although he looked into the other person's eyes when he spoke, his gaze was always floating. He cared but didn't care. Occasionally, when he heard something interesting, his eyes would really fall on the other person.
Being the focus of such attention will bring a great, flattering and special feeling. Under this filter, it will also give the illusion that Song Shu is very gentle. However, in fact, Song Shu only slowed down his tone and his attitude was still indifferent. But when they realized this, they were already deeply trapped in the quagmire and could not extricate themselves.
His fingers gently stroked the hair and touched the scalp, and the trembling went from head to toe. The deskmate once again had the illusion of wanting to hurt Song Shu.
The thought did not last long, Song Shu quickly withdrew his hand and said to himself: "Enough of playing, let's go eat."
The classmate covered the area that Song Shu had touched, blushing incredibly. He swallowed again and looked at Song Shu: "What do you want to eat?"
They are of similar height, so they only need to look each other in the eye, but my deskmate looks up with a bit of submissiveness.
Song Shu lowered his head: "I can do anything, depending on what you like."
This is a polite way of saying "casual" in a perfunctory conversation. It makes people feel happy when it comes from Song Shu's mouth, as if he is being taken seriously.
My deskmate pursed his lips and smiled: "Okay, I'll arrange it."
…
On the third day of the trip, my deskmate started school.
The night before, my deskmate was still sad about not being admitted to Peking University or Tsinghua University and not being able to go to the same school as Song Shu.
But in fact, as the top two well-known universities in China, Huajing University and Peking University and Tsinghua University have no difference in the eyes of the older generation. The reason why my deskmate was rejected was just because the group of people chasing after Song Shu raised the score line.
Like Huajing University, Peking University and Tsinghua University not only have a strong academic atmosphere, but also have many ways to welcome new students and a large number of active clubs.
The two schools have always had a love-hate relationship, and the orientation times are deliberately staggered by one day to avoid students from the two schools fighting in public forums.
At the gate of Peking University and Tsinghua University, tents of more than a dozen professional colleges are lined up. Wave after wave of volunteers lead the new students and their parents to register, then take them to the school bus waiting area, and introduce the school scenery along the way.
The sun was strong and the atmosphere was lively.
After picking up and dropping off a group of freshmen, several volunteers from the School of Economics and Management trotted back to the tent, each holding a bottle of ice water and pouring it down their throats, panting.
The weather is hot, and when the ice water goes down my throat I feel like I’m coming back to life.
The boy gasped: "How is it? How many people came?"
The girl with glasses sitting in the main seat twirled her pen: "So far, a total of 265 people have come."
The boy finished another bottle of water, "Fuck! How come the computer next door still has ten more people than us!"
After being away for a whole morning, there were still ten people when they returned.
The girl pushed up her glasses and said calmly, "I told you not to play such boring games anymore."
What's the point of comparing this.
The boy unscrewed another bottle of water and frowned: "How can this be possible? It's an annual tradition."
The volunteer next to him echoed: "Only ten, screw him!"
Some depressed volunteers have already collapsed: "You guys are so powerful, I'm almost dead from dehydration."
The boy wiped his mouth and said, "Hehehe, that's not the case with the attractive juniors and seniors."
"What? I heard that a handsome guy came to the neighboring school. He's really handsome. What about our school's lineup this year?"
Speaking of this handsome guy, he only bombarded the confession wall and forum of the opposite school, and in the end no photos were leaked, and the most that was available was just a background photo.
One can't help but wonder, if he is really handsome, why hide it? But the group of people in Huajing pretended to be mysterious, as if they had never eaten good food: "Oh, oh, oh, you can't imagine how good-looking he is, anyway, he is handsome."
“…”
It's really annoying.
The volunteer slammed the table and stood up: "How can we let them win? I will go to other tents to ask around."
The boy picked out a photo and said hesitantly, "Is this the back view you're talking about?"
The volunteer came over and saw that the boy in the suit uniform in the photo was tall and well-proportioned, with a broad back that gave a sense of security.
People who are familiar with him can tell it is Lin Mo.
But the volunteer obviously didn't recognize him. He shook his head and said, "No, not this one. This one is also very handsome, but how should I put it? It doesn't have that distinct feeling from the others. The picture I saw is absolutely amazing, as if it came out of a comic book."
The volunteer became more and more excited as he spoke, and at the end he started to dance. A boy next to him pushed him, and he was a little dissatisfied: "Why interrupt me?"
The boy was a little absent-minded and raised his finger: "Are you talking about him?"
The volunteers and the registered girls looked over.
…
Song Shu was wearing a hat and pushing a suitcase for his deskmate. "Aren't you going to the new student registration office to register?"
The classmate also carried a suitcase of the same model and walked close to Song Shu: "It's okay, I asked my friend to help me."
After yesterday's lesson, the deskmate didn't act too presumptuous this time and always maintained a polite distance from Song Shu.
Song Shu was very satisfied with this distance. Although he didn't say it explicitly, his words were full of joy, which made his deskmate depressed for a while.
——So he is such an annoying existence to Song Shu?
…
Song Shu originally wanted to send his desk mate to the dormitory and then tour the university. He made all the decisions by himself and there were no volunteers involved, so he was relatively free.
But after a while, he and his deskmate were stopped at the school bus waiting area.
Two enthusiastic volunteers stopped them one after another.
"Classmate, you are carrying a suitcase, are you a freshman?"
"Do you need help? We are the sophomores who are volunteering this year. Just call us seniors."
Deskmate, Song Shu: "..."
My desk mate rolled his eyes and said, "You're a senior, you really know how to take advantage of me."
The deskmate was very overbearing and thought that he was taking advantage of Song Shu by asking him to call him senior. The reason was probably that he was half a year older than Song Shu, and he had never asked Song Shu to call him brother, so how dare these people do that?
The volunteer was so distracted by the figure just now that he rushed over in a fit of rage, and now he is speechless.
Song Shu doesn't like being followed by others. Even if others are well-intentioned, he will not be able to adapt.
But when there is someone around him, it is never his turn to say no.
My deskmate said expressionlessly: "No, we don't need it."
My deskmate and Song Shu were both wearing hats, so their faces were hard to see for a moment. The volunteers first focused their attention on my deskmate who spoke, "Of course we don't need them. You two have a lot of luggage, and we can help carry it upstairs."
The deskmate was obviously unhappy, with a sour look on his face. He grabbed Song Shu's wrist and tried to get around the two annoying flies.
This behavior is not very polite. The bad tone of the tablemate made the two volunteers retreat a little and looked at each other awkwardly.
Although Song Shu doesn't like this kind of behavior, it is part of the volunteer work after all, so there is no need to be too harsh on it.
Song Shu paused and turned to the embarrassed volunteer, "I'm sorry, we really don't need volunteers. We don't really like people following us."
The clear boy's voice is like a breeze in the mountains. Just listening to it is refreshing and makes people feel good.
This is polite and sounds nice!
The volunteer's enthusiastic gaze shifted to Song Shu again, and then he became speechless.
The sunlight was dazzling, and under the baseball cap was a pair of bright eyes, a very handsome face.
The boy said again: "I'm sorry."
I can't hear anything more clearly.
After the two people in front of me disappeared, it seemed that I was glared at by another boy before leaving. This kind of trivial matter is not worth mentioning.
The volunteer was so fascinated that he was confused. The only thing left in his mind was: what a handsome hat, no, what a great face!! … With such a handsome freshman, they will definitely win against the neighboring school this time!!
………
Song Shu and her deskmate were unaware of this beautiful misunderstanding.
When we got to the dormitory, my deskmate was still complaining: "Those two people are almost staring at you."
Song Shu took off his hat and blew at it with a small fan: "That's just other people's volunteer work."
My deskmate unscrewed the bottle cap and handed over a bottle of water: "That doesn't stop him from looking at you."
Song Shu: “…”
Song Shu didn't know what to say. In the eyes of his deskmate, it seemed that everyone liked him. But how could this be possible? How could so many people in this world like him?
Song Shu has revealed this topic.
"Let me help you clean up."
Hearing this, the anger in my deskmate's eyes disappeared. He pursed his lips happily, looking sweet: "How can I let you come? Just sit and watch me."
Song Shu also sat down.
He knew best how to make his deskmate happy. He could appease his deskmate with just a few simple words, saving a lot of trouble. However, he was often amazed by how quickly his deskmate could change his expression.
【. 】
It’s all because of you, a scumbag.
Song Shu was always unconsciously lazy and indifferent. He could lightly rebuff other people's jealousy and flattering words. Occasionally, when something others said made him uncomfortable, he would frown, and others would always change the subject according to his wishes, hoping that he would be happy.
In social situations, this is a way to get closer. But in Song Shu's case, he doesn't care about such flattery and fawning. When talking to people, his eyes are always in the air, which is very unpleasant. But once he casually says a caring word, people will soften their hearts again.
Song Shu is always like this, hot and cold, and teaches the people around him unconsciously like training a dog.
555 sighed.
When they met Song Shu, these paper people didn't know whether they should be happy or sad.
…
At the same time, two posts appeared on a famous forum for top 2 quarrels. The content of the posts was roughly: There is a handsome guy in our school, but if I don’t tell you, you will definitely lose this year.
There was a bloody fight under the post.
Coincidentally, the posters of the two posts are students from different schools, one is a volunteer from Peking University and Tsinghua University, and the other is Curly from Huajing University.
It was just a coincidence that both parties saw each other's posts and expressed disdain: No matter how handsome he is, can he be as handsome as the guys in our school?
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