Chapter 110: Broken Heart - Back to 18, I became rich by spending money
Wen Yan sorted out her words, but still didn't know how to persuade people. She was really not good at persuading people, it was so annoying. After thinking about it, she felt that she should say something, "Maybe you can hope that the girl your president likes doesn't like him? It's not impossible. What if it's just his wishful thinking?"
Dong Yuan cried even harder after hearing this. "I just saw his official announcement on WeChat Moments, along with a photo of him and his girlfriend."
Well, this is completely hopeless.
The two people standing by finally understood what was going on after hearing what the two said. The president that Dong Yuan had the most contact with was from their Sanda club.
Chen Yuyan rubbed her hair, feeling a bit embarrassed. "Yuanyuaner, don't cry. There are so many men in this world. If this one doesn't like you, there will definitely be someone who will be with you in the future. I'll introduce you to a handsome guy. There are a lot of handsome guys in our school. We don't need one. There are handsome ones, good students, and everything else. I'll set up a blind date for you. I guarantee that you will find a partner within ten days. Don't cry."
Anyang carefully wiped her tears with wet wipes and soothed her emotions.
Dong Yuan calmed down and said, "Don't worry about me. I'm just a little sad, really only a little. I'll be fine after I cry. You guys can go about your own business. I'll be fine after today. I'll be fine tomorrow."
The three of them looked at each other for several times. What should they do?
Anyang and Wen Yan have the same opinion. Neither of them is good at persuading others. She has to figure out this kind of thing by herself.
The three of them had no choice but to let her calm down and lie down on the bed. Chen Yuyan didn't even dare to play games today. After a while, Dong Yuan got up and went to wash up.
After turning off the lights tonight, the four of them lay in bed, unable to sleep. Some were playing with their phones, some were texting and chatting, and some were lying quietly in a daze.
It was almost 12 o'clock when Dong Yuan asked, "Are you all asleep?"
Then, without waiting for the three to answer, he continued to talk to himself, "Actually, my liking for him is really my own business. He doesn't treat me in any special way, but I just can't control myself. He is very strict, but he is very responsible. Sometimes I will deliberately make mistakes so that he can scold me and teach me personally. This allows me to get close to him. The more fierce he is to me, the more I like him.
Do you understand the feeling of not being able to control yourself? My eyes inadvertently fell on him. He is really nice, but he just doesn't like me. Usually our club goes out for dinner together. The president is a very nice person. He is very serious during training, but he is very nice when drinking privately. He has a good sense of humor and takes care of everyone.
I just feel really bad. He and I are not in the same grade or department. If we could interact more often, would he notice my strengths and like me? Why can't I be prettier? If I were as pretty as you, wouldn't it be easy to win people's favor? Just like Wen Yan, even though she has a boyfriend, there are still tons of guys who have a crush on her.
Wen Yan's brain, which was about to fall asleep, suddenly woke up. She was sighing about life in the middle of the night. What was there to be like her? She was not perfect either. Her communication skills were not as good as Chen Yuyan's, and she did not have the dance skills of more than ten years like Anyang. In her opinion, she only had a face to look at and an IQ that was increased by the system.
Don't compare yourself to her. The more you think about it, the clearer your mind will become. Dong Yuan was still talking. At this moment, the other three people in the dormitory were all awake, listening quietly to her out loud.
The next morning, the four of them woke up late at the same time and woke up ten minutes before class.
Wen Yan was woken up by Anyang. She was still not awake when she sat on the bed. She slept too late and her head was still fuzzy. She didn't even know what time she stayed up last night.
"Ahhhh!!! I don't want to go to class, I want to sleep, wuwuwu." Chen Yuyan sat on the bed and wailed with a look of despair on her face.
Dong Yuan felt that her eyes must be swollen, and it hurt when she touched them.
"Alright, alright. Stop howling. Why are you still standing there? You didn't even hear the alarm this morning. Hurry up, there are still 8 minutes left before class." Anyang urged her quickly. She could just brush her teeth and then rush off.
Chen Yuyan lay in bed, unable to open her eyes. She struggled hard, feeling hopeless and miserable. "Can I skip class this morning? I'm so sleepy, seriously."
I don't want to struggle anymore, just let it be.
Dong Yuan had no intention of getting up either. So let it be. Isn’t it said that college life is incomplete without skipping classes?
Wen Yan glanced at them, but she didn't dare. The teachers didn't know her, and they were always watching her face. She quickly got up, grabbed her sweater, and threw it on. She quickly brushed her teeth, washed her face with cold water, and rushed out. "We're leaving first. If there's roll call today, you'll be on your own."
The two of them ran towards the teaching building at the speed of a 100-meter sprint. Sometimes the sheer size of a school can be a pain. Furthermore, their classroom this morning was on the third floor, so climbing the stairs was quite a struggle.
When the two of them ran to the teaching building, the class bell had already rung. "No, Wen Yan, I can't run anymore. It's too late. Walk slower. I can't do it anymore."
Anyang gradually slowed down his pace, breathless. Wen Yan had been taking private lessons and still had enough energy. She turned around, pulled Anyang forward, and said, "Don't rest yet. Wait until we get to the classroom. This morning's class is Comprehensive English. Being late for one minute is fine, but being late for ten minutes is a big deal."
By the time the two finally ran to the classroom, class had already started for three minutes.
"Report!"
"Come in"
The teacher was about to scold someone when she looked up and saw Wen Yan. She glared at her but didn't say anything in public. Girls are shy after all. "Come in, run faster next time."
Wen Yan embarrassedly dragged Anyang inside and found an empty seat to sit down.
"Fortunately, I was late with you. If it was me alone, I would have been marked as late by the teacher." Anyang said quietly while panting after sitting down.
"You should say, it's a good thing we were quick." After Wen Yan took out the textbook, she tied up her hair with the hairband in her hand. She didn't even have time to tie her hair in a hurry just now.
Wen Yan found that she didn't bring a pen, and neither did Anyang, so she secretly asked the class monitor sitting behind her to borrow a pen. The class monitor was a boy, and the Foreign Languages Department had a large ratio of male to female students, so when the class leaders were elected, almost all the girls chose the male class monitor. After all, boys are easier to talk to.
"Zhou Zhou, lend me two pens. Neither of us brought any." Anyang whispered to the squad leader.
Zhou Zhou took out two pens and handed them to Anyang. When the teacher wasn't paying attention, he curiously asked Wen Yan and the others, "Where are the other two people in your dormitory? Did they get up late? Since the start of school, Wen Yan has always come to the classroom ten minutes early for every class. Today is unusual."
Wen Yan rubbed her head with a headache. The aftereffects of staying up late caused her mind to be all muddled. "Don't mention it, the whole dormitory stayed up late last night. I even forgot what time I went to bed last night. Those two are still lying in the dormitory."
Xu Shao, who shared a dormitory with the class monitor, also joined in the fun. "Then you should pray now that the teacher doesn't call your names later. You know, this teacher loves calling the names and failing people the most. I'm always out dating girls, but I don't dare skip this teacher's class. If I'm called by the teacher from Comprehensive English, I'll forget about passing this course for four years in college. We asked Chen Yuyan to play games with us last night, but she didn't even show up. Did you have a fight in your dorm?"
Xu Shao had offended Wen Yan before because he was ignorant of the world, but after being in the same class for a long time, she realized that he was a playboy, but it didn't matter as long as he didn't spend money on her. Moreover, he was quite loyal as a friend, so he had a good relationship with everyone.
Wen Yan rolled her eyes at him and said, "You two just had a fight. It's nothing serious. We just stayed up late chatting last night."
What you fear will come true. When the first half of the class was over and the teacher hadn’t called the roll yet, Wen Yan and An Yang were just about to relax when they heard the teacher say, “Get ready, we have a pop test in the next class!!!”
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