It rained last night.

The ground was wet and stained with leaves, and even the wooden table under the tent was soaked by the rain.

Fortunately, the poster is waterproof.

Brother Nan moved another table.

Last night's one was mainly to occupy a seat, and if there were four or five people to sit, there would be at least two. One is neither enough to sit on, nor spacious enough to make it seem like her dignified Destiny stepson has made the club stingy, especially the latter.

In addition, each person brought a stool from the dormitory.

"It's wet. ”

Zhou Li looked at the black bag that Brother Nan was carrying, she had used this bag for many years: "You should have toilet paper in this bag, right?" ”

"Whoa!"

Brother Nan took out a hair towel from his bag.

Zhou Li didn't say anything, only took the water on the desktop and dried it, carefully absorbed the water, and dusted off a leaf on the poster.

A few people sat down.

The dumplings were stuffed into the drawer of the dry table by Zhou Li, and let her continue to sleep.

It's early now.

Special [3Q Chinese] Don't be early.

They were all woken up by Brother Nan, saying that they wanted to get up and seize first-hand resources, and said that those who can still get up early after military training either have good living habits or have great perseverance, and their society needs this kind of talent...... Something like that.

Brother Nan also has a set of reasoning.

However, at this time, the road was very clean, the morning fog had not dispersed, and there were few people at all.

The air only echoed with the sound of school workers sweeping the floor, and the broom rubbed against the rough cement floor, making a crisp and calming sound.

"Brother Nan, the slave family is a little hungry!" Mianmian, dressed in Hanfu, raised his hand, his arms were slender and white, weak and boneless.

"What do you want to eat? Brother Ben Nan will buy it for you personally!"

"Plum cabbage button meatloaf!" Mianmian said.

"Old Ma Copy!"

"Ice cream and books also burn fairy grass. Baozi also learned to raise his hand.

"There's no such thing as ice cream in the morning!"

"Steamed lamb, steamed bear's paw. ”

"What flavor do you want for ice cream?"

"Vanilla. ”

"Aang!"

"Bang ......"

There was a faint sound of the rolling shutter door shaking in the distance, and the breakfast hall on the commercial street seemed to have just opened.

You can see how early it is.

Several people were a little speechless, lying on the table with listless faces.

Seeing this, Brother Nan hurriedly smiled and said magnificently: "Don't be so dead, cheer up, there will be a lot of fresh, innocent and lovely junior brothers and sisters competing to join our club, maybe there will be a little milk dog, you can get off the list." ”

"I only have Huai Xu ...... in my heart" Mianmian wants to die.

"Ibid., ......" Qianqian seconded.

"It's enough for me to have a dango-sama. The bun hunched over to the table drawer and stared at the sleeping dumpling with a serious face.

"I'm too lazy to tell you!"

Brother Nan took Zhou Li out to buy breakfast together.

These people want to eat differently, and it is for the sake of their difficulty in getting up early that Brother Nan agreed. They had to run several shops to get their groceries, and when they returned, the street where the orientation spot had been set up was much more lively, with men and women who were clearly newborns walking back and forth, undecided.

There are too many clubs, and they are dazzled.

"Let's go back quickly!"

Brother Nan took Zhou Li and quickened his pace.

Approaching the 'booth', she saw several new students in that position, or looking at the posters, or pacing back and forth, or gathering in front of the booth to consult.

She couldn't help but feel a little excited.

But when I got closer, I found out that most of these people were gathered in front of the booths of the basketball association and the cycling association next to them, and as for the probability club in the C position, only a girl with glasses stood in front of the propaganda poster and watched.

Brother Nan steadied his expression, slowed down his steps and walked over, put the breakfast on the table, and quietly asked them, "Did anyone come to ask?"

Bun shook his head.

Mianmian: "It's all about asking the side." ”

Qianqian: "Someone came to take a picture with us. ”

Brother Nan frowned slightly.

If you want to say that she cares, she doesn't care very much, and the main purpose of their recruitment of members is to follow fate.

But the problem is that seeing that the two 'businesses' next door are getting better and better, and gradually have the taste of being in the market, she is a little uncomfortable compared to each other. In particular, the president of the basketball club next door is often sprayed by her, and the president of the bicycle association is half of her fan brother, so she feels even more uncomfortable.

"Breakfast first. ”

She handed out breakfast to everyone.

After opening the box, the aroma of the food gradually came out, which attracted the attention of many people.

Still no one came forward to ask.

Zhou Li silently ate hot and sour noodles, put on the pot helmet, and glanced at the front from time to time.

The name of their club is Probability Club, but the poster follows Brother Nan's central guiding ideology, all about eating, drinking, and having fun. Many people are not interested in seeing the name Probability Society, and occasionally a few freshmen who are relatively fond of 'mathematics' are blocked by the propaganda posters.

Although Zhou Li didn't do this last year, he also knew that most freshmen had high expectations for clubs, student unions, and the like.

It's essentially an expectation of university life.

Regardless of what happens in the future, or whether they will be disappointed when they join clubs and student councils, at least for now, few people want to join a club that seems neither fun nor promising.

I don't even want to look at it a few more times.

The few who took a few more glances were attracted by Brother Nan and Zhou Li's appearance, wearing Hanfu and JK's cotton swabs.

It wasn't until Huai Xu came from a distance carrying an ergonomic gaming chair and sat down next to them that the attraction suddenly multiplied.

But Zhou Li found that this was not a good thing - now their appearance seems to have exceeded the acceptance threshold of most people, reaching a point where many shy juniors and sisters are discouraged, and many people's eyes have become more obscure than before, and they only dare to look quietly.

"Morning, everybody, where is breakfast?"

"You're carrying such a big chair...... Coming in over the wall?" Qianqian stared at him in amazement.

"yes, what's wrong?"

Just when Zhou Li almost thought that this girl would find a bug because of this, he saw that her eyes immediately turned into star eyes-

"That's amazing!"

"It's okay...... Huai Xu was very modest, turning his head to look around, "Why didn't anyone come to us to ask?

"Follow the fate!" Brother Nan tried to stay calm, as long as she didn't look around, she could be stable.

"Why are there so many people next door?" said Huai Xu.

“...... Have you had breakfast?"

"Eat. ”

"Sit down and be a mascot. ”

"Oh. ”

Huai Xu propped up his chin and looked left and right.

At some point, a fluffy head emerged from in front of Zhou Li, looking confused. At the same time, a small mangosteen pulled at the edge of the table to support her out of the drawer, and craned her neck to look at the table.

"Zhou Li, what are you eating?"

"Is Dango-sama awake?"

"Dango-sama smelled it. Tuanzi pulled hard, looked into his bowl, and asked, "What are you eating?"

"Hot and sour noodles, pot helmets, do you want to eat the dumplings?"

"Why didn't you buy fish soup and rice for the dango~~"

"It's too early, and there is no fish soup in the morning. Zhou Li temporarily put down the chopsticks, took her out, put her on the table, and took out her badge from her pocket to hang it around her neck, "Brother Nan explained, everyone wants to hang a sign and look regular." ”

"Oh~~"

"Do you want to eat a piece of beef?"

"Dango-sama seems to have dreamed of steamed lamb and steamed bear's paws......"

“......”

Zhou Li glanced at the bun beside him speechlessly, and the bun looked at him with confusion and confusion.

When the dango with the badge sat upright on the table, raised his little paw to lick it, and began to wash his face with traditional arts, the booth of the Probability Club was once again watched by the students. Even the bespectacled girl from before walked back and stood in front of their stall.

Several people came to the spirit.

I saw the girl with glasses come to the group, bent down to look at the group's work card, and read word by word: "Mascot and town demon ......"

"Dango-sama is very powerful!" Dango said seriously.

"Can you touch it?" the girl looked at Zhou Li.

Zhou Li and Tuanzi haven't expressed their stance yet, but Baozi, who usually rarely speaks, took the lead in refusing-

"No, you can't. ”

"Why?"

"Dango-sama is very cold. ”

"Can you touch it after you enter the club?"

"No, you can't. ”

"Why?"

"Dango-sama is very cold. ”

"But she looks pretty good......"

"It's cold!"

The little cousin still said this, and her expression was solemn - she usually wanted to touch the dumplings to see the mood of the dumplings, and of course others couldn't touch them casually.

The girl with glasses looked a little disappointed when she heard this, straightened up and looked at the club's poster again.