Chapter 198: What Are You Afraid of?

For a while, the box of the Jinshui Hall, which was still a little deserted, suddenly became noisy, and the students got together to chat about what they had seen and heard during the year, anecdotes or something, which was always so attractive.

"You're all here, it looks like we're late again!"

Not long after, the door of the Jinshui Hall was pushed open again, and Wu Liang led a group of teachers into the box one after another. Looking at the box that was almost full, Wu Liang couldn't help but smile.

"Old class!"

"Chinese Teacher~"

"Lao Gao~"

……

This time, five teachers came, and Wu Liang's car happened to be crammed.

Looking back at the teachers who walked in the door, the students greeted the teachers they were familiar with and had a good relationship with, and they hadn't seen each other for a year, and they missed it very much.

"Hahaha, when I went to college, everyone's mental outlook is really different, the girls are more beautiful, and the boys are more handsome, come on, come on, Yang Mobai come and sit on my side!"

After greeting his classmates with a smile, Wu Liang beckoned Yang Mobai to sit down beside him, after all, he was the head of the class, and he would not accompany the teacher at this time.

"Then I'll go over first, let's talk later!"

Helplessly said to Sui Ge and Lin Lin, Yang Mobai raised his left hand and pressed it on Wei Yiming's shoulder, and then his body stood up.

"Wow, Mobai, you're heavy, okay......"

Wei Yiming's complaint Yang Mobai of course did not respond, at this time he had already taken his eyes back from Sui Ge and Lin Lin, and walked towards the main table where Wu Liang was.

"Old class!"

Reaching out to pick up the Sprite on the table and giving it to Wu Liangman, Yang Mobai greeted with a smile.

"How's it going, how does college feel?"

Sandwiched a piece of bamboo shoot jelly while dipping it in soy sauce, Wu Liang looked at Yang Mobai.

"It's not as easy as you say, I took seven classes this semester, but I didn't toss to death!"

Picking up his Sprite and taking a sip, Yang Mobai replied angrily.

"Hahaha, if you hadn't said that, would you have been able to fight so hard! I don't blame me for the ability shared by teachers all over the country, my teachers also fooled me like this back then. ”

Hearing this, Wu Liang couldn't help laughing.

"It's so difficult, I thought I could say goodbye to mathematics when I went to college, who knew that high math in the first year of freshman year, linear algebra in the first semester of sophomore year, probability theory in the second semester of sophomore year, operations research in the first semester of junior year, statistics in the second semester, longer than English, people are good at the end of sophomore year, and there is no ......"

Xu was stimulated by Wu Liang's laughter, Yang Mobai complained with a bitter face, although the mathematics is okay, but he really doesn't like it at all, or so to speak, but there are few liberal arts students who like mathematics!

"It's not difficult, it's not difficult, it's all basic!"

Regarding Wu Liangxiao's reply, Yang Mobai pouted his lips with disdain, you are from the Department of Mathematics, of course you don't think it's difficult!

"Yang Mobai, what major do you study? Isn't it literature? ”

The Chinese teacher who walked around from Sui Ge's table happened to hear the tail of the two chatting, and couldn't help but express curiosity.

Since Yang Mobai repeated his studies for a year, the teachers here, except for Wu Liang, only knew that he was admitted, but they didn't know what major Yang Mobai studied.

"I majored in business administration! Chinese Teacher ......"

After picking up the Sprite in front of him and filling it for the Chinese teacher, Yang Mobai explained with a smile.

"Business administration? Business! I thought you would choose literature, but why did you choose business? What a pity! ”

In view of Yang Mobai's personality, coupled with his preferences and specialties, the teachers who taught him always thought that he would choose a major in literature, but he didn't expect to study business, so he was a little surprised.

"Hehe, I didn't have too obvious focus, and then my dad suggested that I study management, so I applied for this major!"

Scratching his sideburns embarrassedly, Yang Mobai continued to explain.

"Hahaha, they are all good majors, as long as they study hard, they are all the same, and besides, his father is still waiting for him to go back to inherit the family business, you can understand!"

The reason why Wu Liang helped Yang Mobai explain made the Chinese teacher suddenly stunned, and he no longer bothered about this matter, and held Sprite to express his blessings to Yang Mobai.

"Old class, come on, come on, I salute you, thank you for your grace of not demolishing the year!"

was chatting, the students in the box had already drunk, and a boy squeezed between Yang Mobai and Wu Liang with a wine glass, and half of his body was pressed on Yang Mobai.

"Hey, Zou Zhou, you and Zhang Yu were both admitted to Agriculture and Forestry University, are you still together?"

Saying that, Wu Liang's voice was lowered, and he asked in a voice that only Yang Mobai and Zou Zhou could hear.

"Hey, hey, where are you talking about the old class, it must be together, I took Xiaoyu to see my mother, she said that she doesn't object to it now, and she doesn't support it, let's decide for ourselves when we graduate, and we will get married!"

The left hand that was pressed on Yang Mobai's shoulder raised and touched the back of his head, and Zou Zhou smiled.

"Yes, work hard, and you didn't affect your studies at the beginning, otherwise I won't be able to dismantle it! Puppy love, hum hum ......"

After touching a glass with Zou Zhou, Wu Liang smiled arrogantly.

"Where's your boy? Looking for it? Or ......"

After passing Zou Zhou, who was squeezed towards the Chinese teacher, Wu Liang asked Yang Mobai, his eyes brushing his side face and drifting to the back.

"Learn first, learn first!"

With a dry laugh, Yang Mobai withdrew his right hand into his pocket while holding up the wine glass to cover up his embarrassment.

"You, if you have a goal, try to know, they are all on the same starting line, what are you worried about?"

Patted Yang Mobai on the shoulder pointedly, Wu Liang sighed and got up and walked towards the other tables, the wine was already over half a decade, as the head teacher, of course, he had to take care of one or two students at each table.

"What are you afraid of?"

Without answering Wu Liang's words, Yang Mobai lowered his head and looked at the bubbling Sprite in the cup and was silent for a long time, and finally pulled out his right hand from his pocket, picked up the cup and dried it up.

……

"Let's go, the old class is back, it's still early, let's go to karaoke!"

Seeing Wu Liang's car drive away, Weng Qingyang turned to look at everyone, and said with a big red face.

"Okay!"

"Okay, where are you going?"

"Let's go, let you see what is called the song of the soul, quack~"

After some chaotic discussions, most of the students who were farther away from home left first, and only one-third of the students who finally went to KTV were not enough, and even if it was one-third, there were more than 20 people, and a big bag was occupied.

It is said that the songs are the same, but there are always exceptions, Yang Mobai can't sing, and his voice is obviously quite good, but the setting of collapsing as soon as he opens his mouth makes him very helpless, so he has to sit in the corner and watch the performance of the group of soul singers.

The neon flashes in the dim box, pleasant, beautiful, wild, roaring, all kinds of sounds are endless, Yang Mobai, who was sitting in the corner, just watched this scene quietly, with a hint of a smile on his face, even if he didn't pay attention to seeing Wei Yiming twisting his big ass and Zou Zhou, who had drunk too much, "fighting" there.

This kind of picture is really beautiful~

It's just that......

A classic love song echoed in my ears, and the two figures holding the microphone and singing seemed to be slowly approaching, approaching, approaching......