Today is Singles' Day, but it has been celebrated by countless otaku as April Fool's Day. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

But whether it's Singles' Day or April Fool's Day, on this special day, there is always such a group of singles who will walk around the campus with a little bit.

They may ask for a phone call from some solitary girl in the blurred light.

It may also be that after someone else sends his girlfriend back to the dormitory, he blocks the boy who killed a thousand knives and stabs him wildly.

It is also possible to find all kinds of disgusting confessions from couples who are lingering.....

Why?

Because of jealousy!

In this era of looking at the face and looking at the background, the beautiful girls are someone else's, only the 180g seeds in the f disk are their own, if the computer system does not collapse, these island goddesses may accompany you for a lifetime...

What is eternity, this is true eternity.

Eternity is eternal, but unbalanced, and if you still have justice in your heart, you will find it... When a man who looks ten times uglier than you puts his arms around a woman who is ten times more beautiful than your first love, and swaggers through the market in front of your eyes.....

What's your mood?

It can be said that it is a kind of infinite grievance, can't stop, and just hopes that the fat man goes out and gets hit by a car!

Especially on days like Singles' Day, looking at the boys who are fooling around with their girlfriends, several people in the 418 dormitory have such thoughts.

It's a big private college, and it's a small dormitory with seven people.

Usually private colleges have four-person rooms, but because the seven of them have been in love for a long time, no one wants to move out first, so they live in this way.

Seven people live, naturally there are some big and small arguments, for example, today, some people proposed to sit in the Internet café for seven consecutive years, open the black masturbation, and some people said to go to the library to find a remote corner, to be seven quiet beautiful men....

After some discussion, several people finally decided to walk around the campus corridor ten times....

It is not uncommon for a group of big men to walk together, but when they walk together on such a festival, they will inevitably suffer some strange eyes.

These gazes seem to say, "Look! a bunch of singles....

A single person is a single person, and the people in the 418 dormitory are all temperamental, so how can they care about what these mortals say.

The light stretches the backs of several people very long, and those who walk under the lights can always find some balance, the most important thing is that the night can cover a lot of things, such as freckles, pimples, acne, blackheads....

Covering up such a thing, how can a man not have self-confidence.

After walking around for half a circle, at a street lamp, I saw a stall selling roses...

Selling roses on Singles' Day, Nima! How can there be such a person in this world?

Well, each of them bought a dozen or so bouquets, held flowers and continued to wander around.

Where there are many men, how can there be no games, so after walking around, someone proposed to play games, black and white, with a probability of one in seven, and the loser went to ask the girl for a phone, and there happened to be a rose.

Such a mentally handicapped game can sometimes cultivate sentiment, especially when looking at the otaku roommate who blushes when he talks to a girl, asks for a number, and then sends flowers with his hands and feet, isn't it a pleasure?

I played happily for an hour, and I asked for the phones of almost 50 girls, which was a great reward...

You know, 50 girls, as long as you hook up with your heart, you will always succeed one or two.

There are two people who quit halfway.,It's said to be the summons of other dormitories.,A bunch of playthings are despondent.。

It seemed that getting numbers was going to be boring, and there was a proposal to increase the difficulty of the game, and it was accepted.

It's still a phone call, but the difference is to find those couples who are dead.

The five of them continued to match in black and white, with a one-in-five chance, and finally got the extremely thick-skinned Mao Chenglang out, before seven people played, this guy didn't know what shit luck he had, and he didn't watch him perform once in an hour.

The difficulty has increased, and Mao Chenglang's heart is also a little empty, after all, in front of others, asking someone's girlfriend for a number, isn't this going to find a scolding? Maybe he will be beaten.

But no matter what, if he takes the lead, he has to go, and if he doesn't go, he has to go, who makes him thicker than others?

A couple appeared, Mao Chenglang shook his hair, took out a pen and paper out of nowhere, walked over very elegantly, and pretended to be serious: "Classmates, hello, I'm from the hip-hop dance club, I look like you are dressed like people who like to dance, why don't you join us! If you are interested, leave a phone call here." ”

The other four people were not far away, and when they heard that this guy was speculative, they couldn't help but scold.

But then, a jaw-dropping situation emerged.

"Hip-hop dance club?

The girl hooked the corners of her mouth and smiled slightly, and then said in the same serious way: "The hip-hop club is recruiting, why don't I, the president, know it? ”

The boy also thought it was very interesting, and said with a smile on the side: "Club recruitment is generally in September, junior, as a senior, I am very optimistic about your potential, but your method should be used on the freshman sister!"

No matter how thick Mao Chenglang's skin is, he also feels that his cheeks are hot at the moment, as for whether it is red or not, who can see it under the light.

Seeing his roommates laughing wildly with his stomach on the side, Mao Chenglang was also hard, tilted his head, looked at the boy with affection, and said confidently: "Senior, I've been paying attention to you for a long time, I found that I like you, give me the number... Okay?"

The friends were stunned, they didn't find out after getting along for more than a year, this guy is hiding deeply!

The girl also had a small mouth open, and she looked incredible.

But the boy pursed his lips gently, and then wiped the sweat of his palms on his bright red vest, took a pen and paper, and wrote down his phone number seriously....

Before leaving, the boy glanced at Mao Chenglang in a complicated way, which contained emotions that are difficult for ordinary people to understand.

Watching the two walk away, Mao Chenglang hurriedly threw the pen and paper in the trash can and walked back with a gloomy face.

Of course, this is indispensable for the ridicule of the bad friends, who only hated Fang and did not shout "together!".

With this experience of crying and laughing, everyone stopped playing this game anymore, and changed to a more sinful and shameless game than this.

The professional version of the junior, the confession of all kinds of affectionate paragraphs.

This time, it was Tang Yan who was brought out, this is a person who doesn't like to talk very much, he always seems to have a momentum that is like nothing, this momentum is not easy to get along with in the eyes of boys, but it is full of security in the eyes of girls.

Just asked for numbers, Tang Yan asked for a total of three, and his way was simple, direct, and crisp.

But it seems to be very useful, and the three beauties gave it without thinking about it, which made the friends on the side think that these girls were too casual.

Maybe it's because of the different environments we got along with since childhood, in the year we got along, Tang Yan was the least talkative person in the entire dormitory, but he was the most loyal listener of several partners who ran the train with their mouths.

When there is nothing to do, the people in the dormitory will talk about some women's topics, but when it comes to Tang Yan's emotional issues, he will always use silence to perfunctory the public, which makes the six people helpless.

Someone had no opinion on the old photos similar to wedding photos under Tang Yan's pillow, but when asked, he was still silent and didn't say anything.

will also talk about family matters, but Tang Yan's response is maddening.

"Our family sells pork, and I have killed countless pigs...."

Such a response simply destroys the harmony of the campus, such a private aristocratic school, many students' families are either rich or expensive, there may be the son of the governor, there may be the mayor's daughter, and there may be a well-known rich junior....

But... You say you're a pig killer...

Well, the pig killer!

If you lose the pig killer game, you have to be a junior and make a disgusting confession.

It was already half past ten, and at this time, many students had already gone back to sleep, and only a few couples in the grove who were still reluctant to leave were still talking to me.

This grove is probably deliberately built by the college in order not to make money from the surrounding hotels!

There are couples during the day, couples at night, and couples in the middle of the night, what a good place!

There is a backwater pond next to the grove, and there is an antique gazebo on the water, and a couple snuggled together, sitting on a bench in the gazebo, may be admiring the dim starry sky, and of course, they may be doing something else.

Tang Yan walked on the lawn and didn't make much noise, and when he got closer, he found that the boy's hand was wandering in the girl's clothes, and the girl just looked calmly into the distance.

The street lamp illuminates the gazebo, and the girl's side face is only calm except beauty, as if the evil hand is not infringing on her body, or her face can't make other expressions.

As if sensing someone approaching, the girl turned her head slowly.

This is a familiar face, looking at Tang Yan who came over, there was finally a strange smile on her calm face.

There was no laughter, only a smile, and she laughed so hard that the corners of her mouth cracked, and tears flowed out of her eyes.

Tang Yan stopped and didn't step forward, because this face was not the first time he had seen it.

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