At night at Wangjiang University, quietly, on the 20-yard speed limit on the campus, a sports car roared past in the envy and disdain of the crowd.

Wu Liang was the only one left in the dormitory at this time, sitting at the desk, and after a while, he picked up the kettle and walked downstairs slowly. The autumn nights are quiet and silent, and Wu Liang doesn't like autumn, because after autumn comes a dreary and depressed winter—the winter in N City is a bit wet and cold, and there is no heating.

Although the winter silver wrap symbolizes the harvest of the snow, Wu Liangda likes the spring with a new vitality in his heart - only the spring and summer are thriving.

The wind blew on his face, feeling a little dry and cracked, Wu Liang rubbed his face that was dry to a little tight, and continued to walk towards the boiling water room.

"Buzz!"

The roar of the engine continued, but I heard a voice floating: "Squad leader, I've been thinking about it lately, so many things have happened, and I think cherishing is the most important thing, so ......"

Wu Liang looked at Cui Hao, who was dressed in hip-hop clothes, and he was walking towards Wu Liang with two bottles of Coke in his hand.

"Let's talk about it!"

Looking at Cui Hao's performance so far, Wu Liang thought that the iron that came out of the dog's mouth was definitely not a good thing. He didn't take the Coke handed over by Cui Hao, and wanted to hear what kind of medicine Cui Hao was selling in this gourd.

"Look, they're all so familiar people, and they're still outside. Cui Hao stuffed the Coke into Wu Liang's arms and continued, "A lot of things have happened recently, you know it. Who can be immune from this eventful season?"

"What do you want to say?" Wu Liang asked, holding the Coke from Cui Hao in his arms.

"I just thought, you see that so many things have happened in the class recently, why do you have to get together, don't you? So I propose, I will pay for it, and you will contribute to have a beautiful party!" Cui Hao finished speaking in one breath, saying that he was moved, as if it weren't for this, he would have become an unkind and unrighteous person.

"Oh, our eldest young master, when will there be this kind of Yaxing?" Wu Liang walked a few steps forward with the team, and was about to enter the boiling water room.

The heat of the boiling water room rushed to the face, and the white water vapor made it difficult to see how many people were inside.

"Don't you usually disdain to participate in various gatherings organized by the class?" Wu Liang looked at Cui Hao, he wanted to see through Cui Hao's true thoughts, but unfortunately, people's hearts were separated from their stomachs, and they could only see the cross dangling in front of them.

"Squad leader, it's not right for you to say that, Shibei should be impressed for three days, right? I, Cui Hao, am no longer a taxi, but I have also grown recently, haven't I?" Cui Hao patted his chest with a serious face, and patted his chest rarely, "Don't worry, squad leader, I'll take care of the location, vehicle, and cost!" ”

"Wait until I contact the other class committee members to listen to their opinions, after all, I can't make decisions for everyone. But I have received my kindness, thank you for my classmates. Wu Liang couldn't see anything famous, but he always felt that something was wrong in his heart, and he couldn't say what it was.

"Okay, squad leader, I'll wait for your news. Cui Hao's fingers made a call movement, drilled back into the sports car, and then walked away all the way under the attention of his classmates, as if he had left behind his merits and fame.

Wu Liang took out his mobile phone and contacted Zhao Xiaoxi, a member of the organizing committee, and the other party and Wu Liang had the same opinion, after all, Cui Hao usually did a lot of things that looked down on people - several poor students in the class were almost offended by Cui Hao, and it can be said that there are only a few fox friends left in the class.

But Zhao Xiaoxi still thinks that an event should be organized, but it is better to bear the class fee in the class, and Cui Hao should not be allowed to pay for it. Suggestion is suggestion, Zhao Xiaoxi quickly contacted other class committee members, and scheduled a preliminary meeting at around eight o'clock in the evening.

Zhao Xiaoxi, a native of Y City, both parents are professional managers. Because she is influenced by her parents, she is quite resolute in her work, and she is almost an excellent class committee member who responds to everything and can do everything. Not only that, Zhao Xiaoxi is as his name suggests, with soft facial features, delicate but not extreme, beautiful and not vulgar.

At that time, many boys rushed to sign up for the originally unpopular Tai Chi class - just because Zhao Xiaoxi's dormitory had been selected.

It is said that when she was learning Tai Chi on the playground with her, Zhao Xiaoxi was the only girl named as the captain. When I stood in the sunlight that day, I felt like my skin could almost see through the sun. Almost all the boys reveled in that charm.

Therefore, there are never a few people who pursue Zhao Xiaoxi, and even Cui Hao is one of them. Although Cui Hao's family is superior, Zhao Xiaoxi's parents are executives of foreign companies, although they are not rich, they still have no worries about food and clothing.

Therefore, most people know that Zhao Xiaoxi is notoriously difficult to chase, because there are very few who can meet the standards in her eyes - it can also be said that the portrait in her heart is not in the student group.

At that day's class meeting, except for Zhao Xiaoxi and Wu Liang, who argued to pay for the meal by the class fee, the others stood on Cui Hao's side one-sidedly. Fortunately, in the end, they took a step back and reached a class fee to pay for meals, and the expenses for actors such as foreign aid performances were provided by Cui Hao.

As a result, an ordinary party at a good end became a party of singing and dancing. Everyone was about to be, but only Wu Liang and Zhao Xiaoxi just felt that there was something strange in it.

The time is very fast, in the bright hotel in N city, the lights are shining on the day, and the luxury cars in front of the door are like flowing water. When the teachers and students were already seated, the general manager of the Bright Hotel was busy on the side.

Youthful dances, sentimental poetry recitations, and even invited local magicians to appear on stage, it can be said that there is everything that night.

Wu Liang sat in the middle of the arena a little drunk, and the scenery seemed to be a little shaking. He looked around and found that Cui Hao was not there-but, maybe it was really Wu Liang who was too careful, and the current atmosphere of the party was pushed to a climax by the professional foreign aid actors.

The teachers sat alone at the table, and the students, at the instigation of the representatives at their respective tables, pointed their wine glasses and drink glasses at the teacher. The teachers were so overjoyed that a few of the teachers who were too drunk to drink fell asleep on their desks.

Wu Liang was at the table of the class committee, Cui Hao was delayed, and after contacting, the other party had secretly smoked outside and replied by text message. At the instigation of Zhao Xiaoxi, the class committee table walked towards the teachers again, Wu Liang dragged the wine glass in one hand and the wine bottle in the other, and walked behind Zhao Xiaoxi with a slight sway.

Zhao Xiaoxi held the drink cup, touched the counselor and was about to take a big drink, when she suddenly felt covered by a pair of big hands, she turned around sharply and found that Wu Liang was standing behind him drunk, and the raised slap had not fallen for a long time.

In front of everyone's surprised eyes, Zhao Xiaoxi found that Wu Liang had a goblet in one hand and a red wine bottle in the other, which didn't seem to be the salty pig's hand. The other class cadres are all girls, so it's not that others are joking.

After the toast, the hand went up again, but it became a little unscrupulous. Zhao Xiaoxi pressed down and looked back—Wu Liang had already walked to his seat with the girls.

She shivered, and then her hairs stood on top - hell!