In the end, Yang Mobai still couldn't beat Wang Chang, after he used the girl's ultimate nirvana: one crying, two troubles, and three hangings, he was disgusted and couldn't stand it in the end.

Anyway, it's not once or twice that these guys have cheated him, if you want to make them feel guilty and promise that they won't next time, Yang Mobai feels that he still resigned himself to his fate, after all, it is realistic.

Just like Tang Yu said before, if life presses you to the floor and rubs, since you can't resist, then enjoy this SM-like pleasure!

In this regard, Yang Mobai now thinks deeply.

"Oh, don't be sad, that's Yin Yueye, who is the third on the school flower list, what a good opportunity, others can't ask for it!"

Holding a bag of potato chips to Yang Mobai's side, taking out a piece and stuffing it into his mouth, Wang Chang persuaded bitterly.

"Thank you!"

Angrily snatched it away, Yang Mobai rolled his eyes at Wang Chang.

"Mo, are you upset? Why do I think you've been avoiding Yin Yue lately? ”

Mao Qianpei, who came out of the bathroom, carefully sorted out the mask on her face while saying tentatively.

"Sister Maomao, don't make trouble, how can I hide from her, I met her in the Forget Worry Pavilion two days ago, you are not Tang Yu, don't talk nonsense!"

Hearing Mao Qianpei say this, Yang Mobai hurriedly denied it.

"Hey, hey, it's too much, you're a personal attack, why am I talking nonsense? Aren't you ready to become a monk? Deserves to be single ......"

Tang Yu jumped directly from the top bunk and reached out to grab the bag of potato chips in Wang Chang's hand.

"Damn, you dog, leave me some!"

didn't check for a while, Wang Chang, who was caught by Tang Yu, looked at the potato chips in his bag that were almost bottoming out, and couldn't help but drink.

"Who do you say?"

Randomly stuffing the large handful of potato chips into his mouth, Tang Yu immediately fought back with a vague voice.

Wang Chang, who knew that he couldn't answer this, snorted coldly and turned his head not to look at Tang Yu.

However, Tang Yu chewed a lot of potato chips in his mouth, and was suddenly stunned.

"No, Lao Yang, are you in the spring? To be honest, if it was really nothing, wouldn't you be so resistant? You don't do this to Miss Mo, you refuse so simply every time! ”

Tang Yu, who was spraying potato chip scum in his mouth, realized that his guess was very reasonable, and hurriedly pushed Wang Chang who was blocking in front of him away, dragged the chair and sat opposite Yang Mobai, ready to continue to ask.

"Well, I'm not going to talk nonsense with you, let's go!"

Seeing Tang Yu sit down, Yang Mobai hurriedly stood up, picked up his mobile phone and left in a hurry.

"Do you think he has a weak heart?"

Tang Yu, who watched Yang Mobai disappear at the door, took a sip of Yang Mobai's water cup, and said to Mao Qianpei, who had returned to his position, and Wang Chang, who was leaning on the side of the stairs.

"Say less!"

Hearing Tang Yu's sworn words, Mao Qianpei, who was holding the mirror with one hand and poking at the mask with the other, replied lightly.

"That's it, Lao Yang finally agreed to help me, don't give me a yellow fix!"

Regarding the condemnation of Tang Yu, Wang Chang has always been very enthusiastic.

It's just that Tang Yu, as the party concerned, is very unhappy.

"Everyone has a love for beauty, not to mention that he is a man with sound limbs! The royal sister is the head, where is the restraint! Thinking that after many years of experience, Lao Yang is obviously attracted to Sister Yue! ”

Tang Yu said that he had a nose and eyes, and he was stunned when he heard Wang Chang, and he believed it a little.

"No, I can't! That's what I said, but it's mostly a joke......"

"Don't listen to Tang Yu's nonsense, I still have many years of experience, have you thought about what gift to give Zhou Xue'er during the Mid-Autumn Festival, just worry about it here!"

Mao Qianpei put down the mirror in her hand, turned her head and glanced at Tang Yu and said.

"Eh, don't believe it, I'll bet five cents, according to this trend, Lao Yang will definitely fall! Alas, my poor Miss Mo~"

……

In addition to the dormitory, Yang Mobai hurried to the office of the etiquette team of the student activity center.

"Senior sister, you're here so early!"

Pushing open the door, I saw that Yin Yue was already sitting behind the desk, writing something with her head down.

"It's nothing, I'll come over after class!"

Looking up at Yang Mobai, Yin Yue replied.

"That, senior sister, can you ...... this matter?"

After thinking about it, Yang Mobai still decided to spread out with Yin Yue and say, after all, the last time he hosted it was two years ago, and the New Year's Day party of Qinan High School, in terms of specifications, how can it be compared with the welcome party of Xianlin University.

"Can't!"

Without waiting for Yang Mobai to finish speaking, Yin Yue put down the ballpoint pen in his hand and looked up at Yang Mobai.

"This matter was packed by your brother in front of Mr. Huang, it's too late for you to run now, if you want to blame, blame your brother for pushing you into the pit!"

Hearing this, Yang Mobai's face turned bitter.

"Okay, don't pretend, I heard Wang Chang say, you hosted in high school, right, this is the first draft of the hosting draft I just wrote, you try this first, I'll take a look!"

Without giving Yang Mobai time to complain, Yin Yue walked out from behind the desk, raised his hand and handed the notebook he had just written to Yang Mobai and said.

"Try it...... Okay, try it! ”

Reaching out to take the manuscript handed over by Yin Yue, Yang Mobai touched his nose and smiled awkwardly.

"Ahem......"

Yin Yue here is teaching Yang Mobai seriously, and Tang Yu on the other side is also snuggling up to the bench in the playground with his little girlfriend.

"Tsk, Mo Qingqing is defeated!"

"Huh? What the? ”

Hearing Tang Yu's muttering, Zhou Xue'er raised her head from Tang Yu's shoulder and looked at him suspiciously.

"I mean Mo Qingqing is out of play!"

Glancing sideways at his little girlfriend's eyes, Tang Yu sighed and repeated.

"You mean the matter between Qingqing and Yang Mobai?"

This next week, Cher understands it.

"That's right, Lao Yang didn't even notice it himself, his reaction to Sister Yue was not as resolute as it was at the beginning!"

Nodding, Tang Yu continued.

"How do you know ......"

The pig's paw on Zhou Xue'er's head interrupted her words.

"Who am I, Mo Qingqing's ultimate eyeliner, Tang Yu who always keeps an eye on Lao Yang! Don't you know that when I joked with Wang Chang in the past, he refused it all the time, just like the reaction I have now with him and Mo Qingqing! ”

"No interest is no interest, a stroke of a stalk!"

"Two days ago, Miss Mo asked him for help in counseling, if I hadn't added a sentence later, he would have been rejected by others......"

As he spoke, Tang Yu's brows couldn't help frowning, revealing a look of memory, and then said.

"But since this semester, every time I talk about Yin Yue, he has been hesitant, and when people come to him for something, he is actively like something! Whether you say it falls or not, it's in time! ”

After listening to Tang Yu's analysis, Zhou Xue'er couldn't help but show a trace of worry, of course, this worry was for Mo Qingqing.

"Hearing you say this, Qingqing seems to be really out of play, what do you think Yang Mobai, my Qingqing is such a big beauty, he is good, and he has been pushing people far away......"

As she spoke, Zhou Xueer couldn't help but feel a little angry.

Seeing this, Tang Yu secretly said "I want to suffer", and hurriedly changed the topic.

"Don't talk about them, let's go to Confucius Temple to watch the lantern festival together during the Mid-Autumn Festival?"

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