The school has great benefits, but sometimes it is too big for the process of running to the classroom is also a painful thing, the stadium is in the southernmost part, this is in case the next class is in the teaching building in the north, relying on 15 minutes between classes, this thing is really a physical work, Lin Zijian feels too embarrassed on the one hand, on the other hand, there is indeed a class in the next class.

Song Minghui drove He Sheng past Xiao Chen, Song Minghui patted Xiao Chen, gave a thumbs up, and ran away without even looking back, He Sheng sat in the back seat and turned his head and gave a thumbs up.

Song Minghui remembered something: "By the way, your family registration shows that God has to give it to me, and that old woman urged me to ask for it,"

"Tomorrow? My mom has already sent me the mail, but I haven't received it yet, so I won't wait a day or two," He Sheng said with a leaning head behind him,

"Alas, I said can you hurry up, I'll wait for you a few times,

Song Minghui complained.

"Then there is a job tomorrow, why don't you go with me to fix it, okay, it's decided," He Sheng said flatteringly in the back

He Sheng was also anxious in his heart, Song Minghui had already pushed him several times, but He 's mother was illiterate, and he had to wait for the son of the next door to do this kind of thing at home, and he couldn't say it.

The next day, He Sheng took Song Minghui to the place where he was decorating, a townhouse, to paint several walls, this job He Sheng painted it for several days, just this, they also had to paint for two days.

"You say, let's learn this business, when will there be such a big house in the future." He Sheng sighed while painting.

Song Minghui looked at He Sheng: "On your own, there is a hand-drawn artist called Craftsman Wuyu, have you heard of it?"

He Sheng nodded: "I've heard that we don't always copy his paintings."

"That's right! He has no apartment, let's ask for more blessings! And my parents told me that they don't have the money to buy me a house,"

He Sheng looked back at Song Minghui: "What, your mother told you so, now that you are looking for a partner, which girl is with you without a house, do you want to hold your grandson?" He Sheng said jokingly.

Song Minghui smiled and shook his head: "They don't even want their son, what do they want a grandson." Oops, your color is a little jumpy, adding a little white,"

......... At work.

A few days later, the school evening report performance began, and the School of Design naturally sent the three of them to rehearse several times in the middle of the show, and everyone was very tacit.

This time they showed the stage perfectly, the leaders of the audience were very satisfied with the works presented, the report performance was carried out in the afternoon, and it was a dinner party in the evening, this dinner was of a different level, it was to celebrate with the leaders of the school's propaganda department and the organizers of the school's student union, as well as the heads of each sub-college, the design school was accompanied by Zhang Zili's seniors, Zhang Zili was an upright person, a junior, a little unaccustomed to Song Weiwei's style, but Song Weiwei's advantage was that the leader was very ate, so sometimes she endured her.

Senior Zhang informed the three of them to wear formal clothes as much as possible, the three of them didn't think about eating and these, back to the dormitory, Song Minghui was a little blind, he turned over the wardrobe, basically all casual styles, what formal wear is there, even the shoes are basketball shoes, fortunately they have a brother in the dormitory in the school model association, (male model, body A exploded), leather shoes and trousers were borrowed, and a pink shirt was borrowed next door, but the suit jacket looked like it couldn't hold up, but the brother of the model team was five centimeters taller than him, forget it.

"That, Liuzi, pick me up from the purple trench coat you just bought."

The sixth son is estimated to be 175 tall, but sometimes he looks more energetic in clothes that are one size smaller, so that's it.

He Sheng didn't go because Su Yang was looking for him.

Xiao Chen went back to a toss, the dormitory was patchworked, wearing five-centimeter high heels, finding a small suit, wearing an A-group, a gray-black purple leggings on his legs, a lace shirt under the jacket, and I don't know who contributed the fake CHANEL one-shoulder backpack,

The point is that the roommate dislikes that the skin is too dark, and the foundation is applied again, and even the neck and hands are painted, and the hair does not know who sprayed some hairspray to make a style, and I don't know whose lip gloss, faint orange red, no time, I don't know which god blushed twice, Xiao Chen said in surprise: "You said that you have this skill, how good you were at applying makeup to me when you performed." Looking at the feeling that a sparrow has indeed become a magpie, it is much more eye-catching.

Song Minghui, who grew up very prominently, came to pick her up downstairs in Xiao Chen's dormitory, thinking that he would quickly find Senior Zhang to gather at the door, but it was dinner, so many people came in and out, and everyone who passed by him would look at him, and then they all whispered, sure enough, the world is face-watching.

Xiao Chen can be counted.

"Will you come back from a new reincarnation when you go back? It's so slow, hurry up and get in the car and go," Song Minghui muttered as he rode away.

When I got to the door, I found Senior Zhang Zili.

Senior Zhang Ke Ke is really dressed in formal clothes.

I have to say that boys wearing formal clothes are really lethal, especially this kind of college student, the skin is smooth and delicate, revealing the breath of youth, the body is full of hormones, with the figure of a mature man, and the face of a teenager, it is indeed beautiful and delicious.

Senior Zhang may be used to seeing this kind of scene, the two of them are still very novel, Xiao Chen was a little motion sickness when she came, but it didn't seem to delay her mood to see the world. Song Minghui took a bottle of water and handed it to Xiao Chen, Xiao Chen raised his head to drink the water, his lips were very full and crystal clear after being painted with lip gloss, and the mouth of the bottle gently pressed his lips, indescribably sexy. This obvious Song Minghui's Adam's apple moved.

Song Minghui stared at Xiao Chen intently.

It was a drinking party, and everyone was dressed very formally.

Song Minghui lowered his head and whispered to Xiao Chen to drink less, otherwise he didn't know what he would look like.

At the age of eighteen or nineteen, there are only two words, hunger and support, originally this is what the boys describe their appetite, but when it comes to Xiao Chen, it seems to be applicable, Xiao Chen stared at all kinds of food where he drooled, and he didn't care who spoke there, but Song Minghui seemed to be embarrassed to be by her side all the time, and took advantage of the time to go to the bathroom to shake off him and run to the small cake that she had been staring at for a long time and began to stuff it into her mouth, girls are more fond of sweets.

There were not only the leaders of the school's propaganda department, but also some people from the TV station, and when Song Minghui was downstairs, he saw a car marked with the logo of the city TV station.

Crowded, Song Minghui found that Xiao Chen had disappeared, and glanced around and saw a figure with his back to the dessert area.

Song Minghui walked over quickly, stood next to Xiao Chen, lowered his head and whispered, "You are also a girl, can you be reserved when eating?"

Xiao Chen was stunned for a moment, raised his head, and took a mouthful of cream,

An awkward smile.

"Hurry up and eat, there may be an interview after eating, wipe your mouth" After speaking, he handed Xiao Chen a tissue.

Hand Xiao Chen a glass of red wine, "Take it, you don't need to drink it, just take it." ”

"How do you know?" Xiao Chen asked in surprise.

Sure enough, after a while, the director of the TV station pulled the two of them to the lounge on the edge of the banquet hall, explained the origin with the two of them, and communicated with the two of them about some of the content to be recorded later, in fact, these interviews were written in advance, just like acting, they looked at the lines, and basically remembered that there was an assistant who helped Xiao Chen touch up his makeup, and took out the lipstick and painted an aunt red. Then I told them some precautions for sitting posture.

The two of them have been working together for so long, quite tacitly, recorded twice, and finished recording, the question is nothing more than how contemporary college students view amateur activities, as well as some questions about their majors and employment prospects, they are both freshmen, how can they know what employment prospects, nothing more than according to the script,

Finally finished recording, Xiao Chen wondered how the two of them knew about it in advance

Asked him again, "How did you know there was an interview?"

"When you were stealing the cake, the TV station man found the propaganda minister of our school, and wanted to shoot an interview to find a photogenic student, and then the propaganda minister pushed the two of us out, and specially said that these two are the outstanding student representatives of our school, the Department of Architecture, the School of Design, and the Leading College, so there are those interviews about those about employment,"

"Huh? So, why do you mention job prospects? Xiao Chen looked puzzled

"I don't know if it's an advertisement for the school, after all, you are a leading major, so our school is also a 985!"

After a while, the heads of the student unions of each college found Senior Zhang and toasted him, and the senior turned around and motioned for them to come over.

In fact, several interviews were prepared just now, and there were interviews with other programs, and finally the TV station staff selected Xiao Chen and Song Minghui, not because of how good their interview performance was, they were also at the scene of the show in the afternoon, and how could a city promotional film be missing from the local university, although these two people have no professional training in singing, and they are also halfway monks in dancing, but after all, their degrees are here, They may be looking for a girl who can dance and sing in the architecture department of the leading major of 985 college and a handsome male college student who can dance.

Xiao Chen drank several glasses of wine in a daze, and Song Minghui drank several glasses.

As if looking at Xiao Chen's lack of dizziness, Song Minghui looked at her from time to time.

It was half past ten o'clock after the cocktail party, Senior Zhang had long since disappeared, and Song Minghui dragged the half-confused Xiao Chen to take a taxi to the school as soon as he saw the time.

"Master, hurry up, let's drive directly to the east gate."

As a result, Xiao Chen probably drank some wine, drove fast and got motion sickness again, got out of the car halfway and vomited, Song Minghui looked at Xiao Chen, who was dizzy and uncomfortable lying in his arms, touched Xiao Chen's forehead, and looked at the time and felt that it was impossible to rush before the dormitory closed.

The schools are all in the suburbs, and the car drives for a long time.

When I arrived at the girls' dormitory, my aunt had already locked the door downstairs

Song Minghui knocked on the door, and the aunt looked at Song Minghui angrily: "No, you are not allowed to enter after the time, or I will leave the student ID here before I release the person, and wait for the counselor to pick it up in person." The strict girl's dormitory is really worthy of its reputation, the dormitory manager is really iron-faced and selfless, Song Minghui rummaged through Xiao Chen's bag, and there were no documents, she just changed her bag I don't know whose bag, and she didn't bring any documents at all.

"I don't have documents, so how can you prove that she is a student of the school, she can't go in if she can't do it," the aunt refused with a wave of her hand.

Song Minghui thought that there was no way to send him to the conference center south of the dormitory.

Although the dormitory is not far from the conference center, this Xiao Chen is basically in a half-asleep state, and he can't go far at all, Song Minghui simply carries Xiao Chen on his back, and Xiao Chen sleeps in a daze on his shoulder.

Song Minghui opened a room and threw Xiao Chen on the bed, he really threw it on the bed, he was almost tired, don't look at Xiao Chen is very thin, but he has to have a hundred pounds on his back, he glanced at the time at twelve o'clock, Song Minghui was tired and sweaty, took a breath and went to the bathroom to wash his face, looked at himself in the mirror, and pressed his chest, this is also the first time he opened the room, and the first time he took a girl, just out of the bathroom door, Song Minghui was startled, Xiao Chen didn't know when he got up and stood at the bathroom door, staring at him with sleepy eyes,

"Why are you up, are you still dizzy? I'll get you some hot water. After Song Minghui finished speaking, he planned to help her to the bed,

As a result, Xiao Chen didn't stand still, and threw himself into Song Minghui's arms, his hands still hooked his neck, and the smell of wine and the sour smell of vomiting just now came to his face, Song Minghui didn't know whether he was choking or frightened, and coughed back.

"I... Help.. Help you to.. On the bed! Song Minghui had already begun to stutter, his chest could no longer suppress the wild beating in his heart, Xiao Chen closed his eyes again, Song Minghui looked at Xiao Chen's raised face, and suddenly found that Xiao Chen was really beautiful, his eyebrows had traces of trimming, his eyelashes covered her closed eyes like a waterfall, her nose was straight and upturned, and her mouth was still painted with lipstick, such a color looked really tempting, how could I not think of how such a mouth could stuff so many cakes, thinking of this, Song Minghui smiled.

Song Minghui is studying art, the three courts and five eyes are perfect proportions, he visually inspected Xiao Chen's facial features is this ratio, and suddenly found that Xiao Chen is a single eyelid, coincidentally, Song Minghui is also a single eyelid, Song Minghui looked down at Xiao Chen like this, and his heart was even more fanatical.

Song Minghui carefully put her down on the bed, turned around and poured hot water, Song Minghui took off Xiao Chen's shoes, the black-gray purple leggings set off the calves more symmetrically, Song Minghui's eyes unconsciously explored Xiao Chen's body, the skirt that was originally above the knee was churned and only one corner covered the thigh, fortunately wearing leggings, otherwise it would have been a spring sooner, the A skirt is a slender waist set off, I don't know when, the buttons on the chest of the shirt don't know how to open, and the chest falls together with the breathing, That little bit of spring light pierced Song Minghui's eyes like a needle, he turned his face away, tried to look away, and swallowed involuntarily in his throat.

Song Minghui hurriedly covered her with a quilt, sat on the chair next to him and gasped, it was clear that Song Minghui had a physiological reaction.

The water was boiling, Song Minghui found two cups, the two cups poured water in turn to lower the water temperature, tried the water temperature, and felt that he could prepare to rinse Xiao Chen's mouth, but when he turned around, he found that Xiao Chen sat up again, still with a confused look, and the button on the chest of his shirt was still open, Song Minghui wanted to reach out and button it for her, but he was afraid that it would be an embarrassing moment to touch his chest, forget it, he tried to shift his gaze elsewhere, took the water and quickly rinsed Xiao Chen's mouth, fed her some hot water, and said to himself in his mouth:" This red wine is really not small. ”

On the one hand, Song Minghui said that Xiao Chen was drunk, and on the other hand, he had been a little hot and restless by Xiao Chen, and he relied on the wine for this little thing.

fell asleep to her again, Song Minghui planned to go back to the dormitory, she was making trouble a few times, Song Minghui was afraid that she would not be able to control it, so let her sleep here by herself.

As soon as Song Minghui turned around, Xiao Chen sat up again, grabbed Song Minghui's clothes and made a lot of effort, but Song Minghui fell directly on the bed defenselessly, Xiao Chen looked down at Song Minghui, Song Minghui looked up at Xiao Chen, the button on Xiao Chen's chest was still open, this picture of the scenery simply made Song Minghui stunned, and then Xiao Chen's head was getting lower and lower under the dual action of alcohol and gravity, getting lower and lower, and it felt like it was about to stick to Song Minghui's face, Song Minghui turned sideways, turned over to the side and sat up panting.

Xiao Chen's confused face rushed to the bed

Song Minghui's face was red, and even his ears were red

"What's wrong with you?" Xiao Chen asked innocently

"I'm fine, I'm fine," Song Minghui replied panting and frightened,

Xiao Chen, who was lying on the bed, sat up again, and then suddenly hugged Song Minghui's head with both hands, and then slowly approached, Song Minghui could already feel Xiao Chen's panting sound, and could smell the wine in her mouth, suddenly Xiao Chen kissed Song Minghui's forehead, and then smiled and began to touch Song Minghui's forehead, it turned out that the lipstick mark had been printed on Song Minghui's forehead.

"I like you."

Song Minghui was already being teased hot, and in the face of this sudden speech, he was at a loss, his body stiffened, and he was stunned in place.

Song Minghui didn't know if he liked Xiao Chen, and he had a time when he was tempted, but he was beaten back to reality by He Sheng's words last time, "Now there is no house, so there is a girl who is willing to follow you." ”

Sometimes reason will restrain human nature, this is the difference between humans and animals, even if Song Minghui has been teased by the spring light on Xiao Chen's chest, but Song Minghui still restrained himself.

Xiao Chen gradually fell asleep in a daze, Song Minghui came to the bathroom, the lipstick was printed on his forehead, and suddenly he slapped himself in the mirror, washed his face, calmed himself down, covered Xiao Chen with a quilt, and left silently.

Song Minghui, who returned to the dormitory, tossed and turned on the bed, and suddenly remembered that he hadn't contacted the girl he pursued in high school for a long time, and glanced at her QQ status, without any message, and then the QQ description read: "Love is so sudden." Song Minghui understood that he was already out, but he didn't have any sadness, his mind was full of lingering Xiao Chen and the scene that happened just now, how to face Xiao Chen in the future, and the two of them may cooperate in the future. "Fortunately, she drank too much, and I guess she shouldn't remember what happened in that state," Song Minghui thought to himself.

Xiao Chen found out after she was drunk last time that her behavior was not controlled by her brain after she was drunk, but most of what happened is still remembered, Xiao Chen woke up in a daze early in the morning, looked at herself and didn't know where she was, she was startled, and quickly looked at her clothes, fortunately, she was wearing them, and recalled what she did last night, and she was inexplicably nervous. She ran to the bathroom to wash up, and saw herself in the mirror, with a head like a bird's nest, and her skin was very white (I didn't remove my makeup last night), and the lipstick around her lips was messy;

"I really kissed her, I'm dripping, it's so embarrassing, how will I face him in the future?"