Chapter 67: Upstairs and Downstairs
Tang Chuan was forced to sit in a chair, looking at the more and more people gathered around him, his face full of confusion.
What the hell are you going to do?! How come even the twins are here!
That's right, many freshmen in the North Seven Houses rushed to hear the news, and they surrounded Tang Chuan one by one to give advice. When I saw the twins coming, I suddenly became more energetic.
"Eh, txt, aren't you celebrities? I'm sure I'm the best at dressing up, come and give me ideas! β
"Don't worry, we're covered!" Bo Yan patted his chest, full of pride.
Mint asked, "What do you want to dress up to?"
Zhang Chaosheng watched the battle with his arms crossed on the side, "Let Helan be hard at a glance." β
The boys suddenly laughed with you know and I understand, Tang Chuan was angry - obscene! Dirty!
"Why don't you just let me strip naked!"
Qin Hai took the eyebrow pencil and looked directly at Tang Chuan's face, "Don't be dirty, be elegant." β
Who the hell is dirtier?!
Speaking of why it has become the way it is now, we have to start with the tradition of the Wisteria Military Academy's welcome party.
At the beginning, the party was still a normal party and did not have any special significance, but when a pair of young people successfully held hands on the dance floor and took off the single, the party became a little sour.
Then with the development of each year, the current party has become a competition between all grades and departments, as well as a confession & hand-holding conference.
And Helan, as a national idol, must be the target that everyone is vying for.
Soβ
Bo Yan patted Tang Chuan's shoulder sternly, "The dignity of our new life depends on you!" We must not let those unscrupulous seniors snatch Helan away! β
"Also, Tang Chuan, you want to win glory for our mecha manufacturing department! It's also attractive for them to see us otaku! β
Everyone coaxed, and those who didn't know thought that Tang Chuan was going to save the world.
"Although I am very confident in my appearance, I can't rely on me for such a big responsibility." Tang Chuan said.
However, no one paid attention to Tang Chuan's call, and everyone began to discuss whether to make Tang Chuan's wild style or take the fresh route. Countless pairs of eyes stared at Tang Chuan, countless pairs of devil claws were about to move, Tang Chuan rolled his eyes, and finally gave up the treatment.
"Anyway, you can't be girly!"
"Don't puff so much powder! Pay attention to the lights tonight, I've already surveyed them, the lights will be bright, we're going to ......"
"Show your forehead! Exposed! β
"Who invented this eyeliner, and the first person to draw a line on his eyes had a hole in his brain......
"The most important thing is hormones! Hormone! To diverge! Bang! β
"You think it's going to be a blast!"
β¦β¦
After tossing for nearly two hours, Tang Chuan was about to fall asleep, and this group of makeup artists who had beaten chicken blood finally completed the masterpiece.
Tang Chuan opened his eyes, looked at himself in the mirror, and found that the effect was actually good. The hair is all pulled back, revealing a smooth forehead, but it is not the kind of combed very shiny and obedient, the hair makes a little messy, it is natural, the person who proposed Jian yì said that this is called chic and uninhibited, and only I am the most swaying in the whole universe.
And Tang Chuan's face did not wear heavy makeup, but his eyes were bigger, the bridge of his nose was straighter, his skin was whiter, and his lips were full and luster.
The otaku don't know how to make up, but they contributed their brains, extracted the face shapes of various handsome guys, and then calculated various equations with reference to tonight's lights, weather and other floating factors, and then Mint and Bo Yan used all kinds of small brushes and pens to make up for Tang Chuan according to the conclusions they gave.
No, it's not called makeup, it's called scientific research.
We are proud that we have accomplished a great cause. At the same time, I had an endless reverence for the girls in my heart - it seems that everyone is very good at applying makeup so hard.
Tang Chuan: "......"
He doesn't understand this world.
All in all, even the otaku of the manufacturing department who only know how to make real design drafts on weekdays have a rare time to put aside their studies and equations today, and devote themselves to the preparation of the welcome party with 120,000 points of concentration.
The colorful bars and banners hung up in the school at some point, and the beautiful and lovely students who come and go all remind you that the annual single-off conference is coming!
At this time, if you don't take off the single, 11 will cry like a dog!
It's the last chance before Singles' Day, seize it, boy!
Tang Chuan wrapped a blanket and stood on the balcony and looked out, the campus was full of restless hormones, it was really ...... It's amazing.
His eyebrows moved, and Tang Chuan suddenly had another ghost idea. Throwing the blanket back, leaning gracefully against the railing in a different position, looking at the skylight, finding the best angle, the corners of the mouth slightly curved, and then looking down.
The people passing by below soon saw him upstairs and looked up - wow, how handsome.
"Hey! Hello! Someone waved at him, and then one or two found him, and someone immediately couldn't help but want to ask him to be a dance partner at the party, but a friend next to him slapped him on the back of the head, "You don't want to die!" That's Tang Chuan! β
"Eh, it's really Tang Chuan!"
The heart that was about to move was suddenly poured a basin of cold water, but it was still unwilling. The man was indignant, when he suddenly felt a chill on his back, and turned back - when did Nima Heran come!
Helan glanced at it coldly, and the crowd suddenly dispersed, running faster than rabbits one by one.
After clearing the scene, Helan looked up. Tang Chuan, who was upstairs, snorted lightly and raised his eyebrows at him defiantly.
The people upstairs are looking at the scenery, and the people in the scenery are also looking at him.
The autumn wind blew off the leaves, swirled past the young man's flying eyebrows, and then fell down leisurely, and was caught by Helan with his hand.
He raised the fallen leavesβdown?
Tang Chuan leaned on the railing and smiled, waving his hand - no appointment, uncle, we will not make an appointment.
The people downstairs and upstairs all poked their heads out when they heard that Helan was coming, there were people here, people there, and the whole building was a crowd of black oppressors.
"Colonel Helan!"
"Yo oh oh
"Colonel Helan, are you here to find Tang Chuan!"
Everywhere Helan goes, there are passionate fans.
"Tang Chuan! Someone is looking for! β
Tang Chuan poked his head out, "Call the soul!" β
The thin voice downstairs responded hoarsely, "Soul!! β
Upstairs and downstairs burst into laughter.
Zhang Chaosheng came out and said, "You go down quickly, otherwise our building will collapse with laughter." β
Qin Hai also thought so, "Today is the weekend, the star network is open, believe it or not, someone must be doing live broadcast now." β
Of course, Tang Chuan believed it, so despite not petitioning, he quickly went downstairs. The honest man Luo Mingguang also shouted down, "Colonel Helan, he will come down immediately." β
If you are not afraid of god-like opponents, you are afraid of pig-like teammates. Tang Chuan ran out of the North Qishe in a rage and beckoned to Helan, "Let's go!" β
Helan smiled helplessly and stepped forward to follow.
Tang Chuan thought that this would be good, but suddenly a loud voice came from behind him, "Remember not to kiss!" Freshly applied lipstick! β
Tang Chuan stumbled at his feet and almost fell.
In fact, Helan came to Tang Chuan for serious business, and Sirik came to do the last acupuncture treatment for Tang Chuan. After this treatment, Tang Chuan's wrist nerve paralysis was basically lifted.
In Helan's dormitory, Sirik completed the last step, collected the needle, and took out a bracer from the medicine box and handed it to Tang Chuan, "This is what I made, there is a layer of medicinal powder in it, you try to bring as much as possible, it is beneficial." After training, you should also remember to give your wrist a warm compress, and you can't be careless at any time, you know? β
Tang Chuan nodded, "Yes." β
Then Sirik said a few more words, and left with the medicine box. The soul poet Ciric is about to embark on his interstellar journey again.
Tang Chuan has always been very grateful to this person who has been friends with him for two lifetimes, so he gave him a big hug before parting, "Thank you." β
Somehow, Sirik had only met Tang Chuan a few times, but he was like an old friend. was about to hug him back, but caught a glimpse of Helan's cold gaze, so he put his hand down again.
"We'll see you soon." Sirik waved his hand and strode away.
Everyone has their own journey, and when a story ends, a new one begins.
At night, the entire Wisteria Military Academy is lit up.
The light and shadow installations on the main roads are activated, and countless holograms bloom from the night wind, the notes of the Vienna River, and the butterflies fluttering on the Elven Lake. Countless lighting balls of light floated over the campus like Kong Ming lanterns, and the mecha department also contributed about a dozen high-level mechas, like ancient knights, holding lightsabers in their hands, standing in various traffic arteries.
The doors of the central hall are open, and the venue, which can accommodate thousands of people, is already set up, with flowers and drinks waiting for guests.
Six o'clock arrived.
A pair of shiny military boots stepped on the stone pavement intertwined with light and shadow, and the military cadets with straight postures streamed in through the open gate, and the light shone on their young and handsome faces.
The seniors arrived first, vacating a large field in the center and waiting for the protagonists tonight.
After a while, people came, and the freshmen all entered the field according to the class, one square after another. Although it is not as serious as the military parade, the pace is neat and high-spirited.
The command department takes the lead, and this group of the most etiquette elites is eager to comb every hair on their heads every time they appear. followed by the tallest and burly mecha command system, as well as the electronic information department and other departments that have the least sense of zΓ i, and the mecha manufacturing department was the last to appear.
And because there were only six people in Tang Chuan's class, they were arranged to the end.
Tian Luo clenched his fists excitedly, and asked Tang Chuan for the 1,800th time: "Am I handsome?" Hair messy? Are there any wrinkles in the clothes? β
"Trust me, someone is going to fall hopelessly in love with you tonight." Tang Chuan reassured him.
Tian Luo's eyes lit up slightly, "Really, really, really?" β
"Really."
Glancing back at the team in front of him, Tang Chuan patted his companion on the shoulder, "Let's go, it's our turn." β
Walking in, even if there are only six people, you can walk out of the style of a large army with your head held high. However, as soon as they stepped in, before everyone could see Tang Chuan's face clearly, the lights suddenly went out.
In the darkness, the voice of Principal Fan Li sounded, "Students, welcome to the annual orientation party. I'm your headmaster, Fan Li. β
The spotlight hits the stage, and the elegant old gentleman speaks kindly, and then the main event begins.
"Next, I would like to invite Helan, the representative of the freshmen, to make a brief speech for you."