Pride & Lust (33)
The forums of the two schools are dominated by a riddle-like style - there are handsome guys among our freshmen, but I just won’t tell you.
Both parties felt that they were holding a treasure and were reluctant to take it out and show it to the other party.
The surfing students from both schools also showed their true colors as puzzlers.
1L: How handsome is he?
Reply to 1L: How handsome is yours?
Reply to above: can can need
Reply to the above: First look at your
There are more than 100 floors in this building, but no one is willing to release photos. Some people in the building also said: "Baby, this is just my experience. Lower your expectations first. Maybe it's an ugly monster."
As soon as this sentence came out, someone posted photos of Song Shu's front face (wearing a mask), side face, back, and front view.
=Looks like a small cake
=How come someone can be considered handsome without showing his face?
=The waist proportion is really good, and the skin is also very good, I directly prrprp
The flames of war ignited at 300L: This is a freshman at Huajing University, how could you steal his picture?
The poster is a volunteer from Peking University and Tsinghua University. He got furious when he saw this sentence.
=What do you mean? This is a photo taken during the orientation. Why? New students don't enter your school, right?
The students at Huajing were also furious: What the hell, they are originally from our school, and it is reasonable for them to snatch the freshmen!
So the forum full of martial virtues started a fight. It was the most idle time since the beginning of the semester, and the fight spread to three pages in half an hour. Students from both schools threw out all kinds of evidence to prove that the handsome freshman was theirs.
Among them, quite a few students from Tianhua International also sneaked into the post, but they were too proud to say anything and even threw smoke bombs in the post - they had hidden Song Shu for so long, they had to make it difficult for this group of people.
But there is only one handsome guy, and this kind of post, which will make someone embarrassed sooner or later, was quickly deleted by the administrator, and replaced by another one: Digging up the freshman campus hunk (neighboring school, please don’t enter the forum)
Originally, this post was just an impromptu post. After all, considering the statements of the two schools, there is too little information available at the moment. Apart from the name Song Shu, there are a few photos of her face, side face, and back, all with a mask on, and nothing else.
But as the scope of the post expanded, more and more information was found.
=Song Shu? My junior high school wrench. I remember he made his twin brothers become enemies because of him, and they fought each other. After the fight, no one was convinced and asked him who he loved. He asked back: "Who are you?"
=I laughed so hard, who are you?
= Really beautiful, not in the same dimension as others
=Talking to him makes the corpses quiet
=That being said, why don't you post photos?
Unified reply: It’s so beautiful, I can’t bear to release it
It makes people even more itchy, how beautiful is it?
So the next day when Huajing University opened, the number of people at the gate was twice as many as usual.
Song Shu's luggage had been placed in the dormitory by his assistant two or three days in advance. He came only at the request of his deskmate, saying that he should go to the freshman registration office to register first, so that he wouldn't have to go through the trouble of dealing with volunteers later.
Song Shu could more or less guess why his desk mate kept asking him to sign in. He glanced at his desk mate, who also looked at him but lowered his head.
The gazes were like lines pulling and tugging at each other, wrapping around the neck, and the classmate felt a little breathless when he was stared at by Song Shu.
Song Shu probably knew about his little thoughts, but she ignored them and just looked at him with shameful eyes.
Maybe Song Shu didn't mean to shame him, it's just that kind of gaze could only be given to him when he had ill intentions. How could he not feel guilty?
Feeling guilty, he began to waver, fearing that Song Shu would not agree.
During this process, Song Shu completely controlled his emotions.
"Or, you don't have to go."
The classmate pinched his fingers and retreated a little. He was always like this, every time he took advantage of Song Shu's indulgence and acted unrestrained, he would be afraid that Song Shu would not like him being too unrestrained.
Song Shu is really ruthless and cold. If you are abandoned by him, you will probably not have a good ending.
This outcome was not death, but it frightened him more than death.
There was always a crying voice in the desk mate's heart, as if he had been with Song Shu in his previous life, but was abandoned by Song Shu in the end, so he was particularly afraid of such an ending.
But think about it from another perspective. If I was with Song Shu in my previous life, then it wouldn’t matter if I was abandoned in the end. It was just a thing of my previous life after all.
My deskmate can always dig out some sweetness from these chaotic memories.
There is still a lot of time in the future, so he should not make Song Shu angry. His deskmate figured it out, tugged at Song Shu's sleeve, and said, "If you don't like it, we won't go."
Song Shu seemed to have finally finished thinking and shook his head: "If you want to go, then go."
After self-denial, he was affirmed again. My deskmate couldn't help but say, "Really?!"
Song Shu nodded: "Really."
What my desk mate said is indeed right. This can save us a lot of trouble in communicating with others.
My heart was lifted up by someone and I put it down. My deskmate smiled sweetly again, with pink hair swaying and bubbles all around. He looked a little silly: "Shall we go?"
………
There were a lot of people at the school gate. Song Shu was still holding his phone, pretending to type, but he was actually arguing with 555 in his mind.
"I'm already halfway through my mission, how could I be falling behind?!"
[Because you are lazy. ]
Song Shu: “…I didn’t!”
555 sneered: [Look at you, have you logged into your secondary account in the past few days? ]
The answer is that I logged in once or twice, but each time was less than ten minutes.
Song Shu was not confident enough, "This is not a reason for you to deduct 10 progress points from me!"
555 Youyou: [It wasn't me who deducted the points, it was the system that deducted the points. ]
Song Shu: "Then who are you?"
【I am system 555. 】
"You didn't deduct it!"
555 poked Song Shu's head with a green branch: [You are too passive and lazy! ! ]
【Would you like me to show you some online reviews? 】
Read out 555 one by one.
Did the Wuxiaohao Bodhisattva disappear?
Living on old slices drives me crazy
It turns out that someone can really catch me as a black bass, I don’t care (put on sunglasses)
Isn't it just Xiaohao 258369? Do you know Xiaohao 258369? I don't care about Xiaohao 258369 at all. What? You said I can't forget about it? How could I never think about Xiaohao 258369 in my life?
I can't pretend anymore, please come back soon
Song Shu: “…”
Didn't he just slack off for three days? Why did this group of people act as if he had disappeared out of thin air?
Because he was too lazy, he hadn't replied to any messages except Lin Mo's in the past few days. Now the 99+ in the message box on his phone made Song Shu feel strangely guilty.
99+ messages came from [The Other Shore], [Chocolate], [Lingling], and Lin Mo.
The general idea of the message was why he was not online, what happened? Even [Chocolate] transferred tens of thousands of yuan to him.
He seemed, indeed, to be too lazy.
Song Shu coughed lightly and swore: "I will do my mission well from today on!"
555 sneered: [You know why I have been acting so abnormal these days. ]
Song Shu was flexible: "Private Marseille, 555 sauce, Wadasi didn't mean it, smite."
555's reply was to conjure up a hundred green middle fingers in Song Shu's mind.
Song Shu: “…”
I can bear it.
After putting away his phone, Song Shu saw the crowd and resisted the urge to step back.
The desk mate kept holding Song Shu's wrist, and his originally good mood turned bad again. He snorted coldly and said, "Just look, even if you look at it for a hundred years, it will not be yours."
The crowd stood in rows as if to welcome someone, looking at each other with their own thoughts.
I originally thought that waiting for Song Shu would be like looking for a needle in a haystack, but the moment Song Shu appeared, my eyes would automatically follow him.
Eyes can discern, and human hearts can be soft. The longer you look, the more your emotions will surge.
Is this Song Shu?
So cute, walking so slowly, is Sen*wan*organized because he is nervous?
Fearing that Song Shu might feel uncomfortable, they had already retracted their gazes and immediately dispersed so as not to put too much pressure on Song Shu from the crowd.
The sign-in process was quick. Song Shu's volunteer Chen Shi had been waiting in the tent, followed by several of his roommates.
Song Shu stood in front of the sign-in table. Several seniors sitting in the tents lowered their heads and handed over the pens hesitantly with blushing faces.
It is impolite to stare at others all the time, so your eyes can only wander around and you can also cough a little bit uncomfortably as if to cover up yourself.
The sun was very warm, the atmosphere was very quiet, and the whole world seemed to be penetrated by the sun, turning into a dazzling white.
With Song Shu as the center, there was a chaotic white scene.
The sound of the pen hitting the paper was clearly audible, a very regular white noise, but my thoughts were becoming more and more confused, and my eyes were almost out of control.
Only then did some people suddenly realize that those posts were not exaggerated.
…
After signing in, Song Shu said thank you, put his pen on the table, and left with his deskmate.
Not until the figure disappeared did the world return to normal.
The eyes become clear, then fanatical, or a combination of the two.
There was no communication between them. Their eyes occasionally met and they would look away in tacit understanding.
Liking and admiring are very personal matters. Afterwards they can upload the recorded videos and photos to the Internet, but at this time they just want to keep them for themselves.
"Ahem, I'm going back."
"Don't be silent, my friends. Be timid on the Internet, but be brave in real life!"
"It's noon, I'm going to eat."
The topic was completely unrelated, but it strangely kept the atmosphere going.
The crowd moved again. Chen Shi was in a state of dismay and wanted to hit the ground with his head.
Damn it, he was so focused that he forgot that he hadn’t told Song Shu that he was his volunteer! !
…
At night, the top 2 forum, which was once a battleground for strategists, became strangely harmonious and frenetic.
Post: I am convinced, how can you be so handsome! !
1085 replies, 5486 flowers.
…
Song Shu still stayed in the hotel that night.
His deskmate had started school again, and he didn’t want to go back to the dormitory and stare at his other roommate.
Song Shu opened the frog platform website under the instruction of 555 with great pressure. Negotiate: "Can you remove the green middle finger in my brain first?"
555 Lengmo: [No.]
The number of middle fingers has increased from one hundred to one thousand. Because Song Shu asked 555 why he liked green so much, and whether he had any unspeakable secrets, 555 sneered again and gave him a super double.
Song Shu felt like his retinas were turning green.
He resigned himself to the fact that he rarely used the [Ghost ZN] and started the live broadcast preview.
[Ghost ZN]: 21:00 at night, just chatting
There is a line of small words below: Live broadcast preview 21:00, make an appointment now~
Less than half an hour after the trailer was released, the number of reservations increased by tens of thousands.
Hot Comment No. 1: Sitting up in shock from a dying illness, is the Bodhisattva going to do a live broadcast? ! !
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