Scrolling down, the comments of the people below are more frivolous than the other.

'At first glance, they used to be handsome guys, but now people who engage in sports have this kind of appearance? ’

'It seems that the handsome guy has really handed it over to the state! ’

'Isn't the essence exciting, isn't the thorn exciting?' Can I find resources online? ’

A comment caught Wen Nguyen's attention, 'The little fresh meat in Figure 5 is so pretty!' When you grow up, you will definitely bring disaster to the country and the people! Ask for contact information!! ’

This is the comment of her roommate before she moved out, Meng Hehui.

Meng He Hui is very crazy when he is single.

At the end of last semester, I fell in love with Chen Che, the school's school grass known as the flower of kaolin, and Wen Ruan Ruan also helped her hand over love letters and gifts because she was in the same class as the school grass. However, the name of the flower of Kaolin is not for nothing, how could it be moved by a few love letters and a few gifts, of course, there is no follow-up at all.

It may be that Wen Ruan Ruan has helped too many times, and even Chen Che with others looked at her with a little disgust, Wen Ruan Ruan felt embarrassed, and she never helped Meng Hehui again after a few months.

Fortunately, Meng Hehui saw it, and although she persevered for a semester, she didn't get a response at all, so she gave up.

However, it was bitter for Wen Ruanruan, because he was in the same class as Chen Che, and he couldn't look up and see him, so that Wen Ruan Ruan had to endure the disgust from the flower of Kaolin every day.

The night passed, and when she woke up at about eight o'clock, Wen Ruan Ruan thought of the agreement with Lu Yingshu, so she immediately brushed her teeth and washed her face, tidied herself, looked at the time of seven fifty-five, took an apple from the bedside, washed it and prepared to eat.

As soon as he took a bite of the door, there was a knock, Wen Ruan Ruan pulled a piece of paper and paddled it, put down the apple, and quickly swallowed the mouthful in his mouth.

"Come in, the door is unlocked."

Lu Yingshu opened the door and saw Wen Ruan Ruan with a smile on her face, if she hadn't known that she had fainted from a fall yesterday and the diagnosis was a slight concussion, Lu Yingshu really thought that she had nothing to do.

Putting down the things he was carrying, Lu Yingshu said, "Let's drink some porridge first, and we'll talk about it after eating." ”

I didn't expect the person in front of me to be so attentive that he actually brought her breakfast.

Wen Ruan Ruan looked at Lu Yingshu carefully, a dark gray short-sleeved T-shirt, a pair of white school uniform pants with blue and white stripes on the side, and a crossbody bag, simple and refreshing, with the vitality of a young man.

"You're a high school student, right?" Wen Ruan Ruan asked.

Lu Yingshu nodded, "The second year of high school, the third year of high school will be the end of the summer vacation." ”

"That's the same as Wenxuan!" Wen Ruan Ruan subconsciously asked, "Are you from the No. 1 Middle School in the city?" ”

"You too?" He asked rhetorically.

"Huh? You think I look like a high school student? ”

Lu Yingshu raised his knife-like eyebrows, "Isn't it?" ”

Wen Ruan Ruan was amused by him, "No! I'm an old aunt, a prospective senior, and I'm about to graduate! ”

Lu Yingshu obviously didn't believe it, his hands were clasped in front of his chest, and his beautiful eyes looked at Wen Ruanruan.

Wen Ruan Ruan's shoulder-length short hair, jet black and soft, in strong contrast with some pale skin, eyebrows and eyes are like crescent moons, curved, a natural smile, a small and delicate nose, lips a little but fleshy. She is indeed very small, and no one will believe her when she says she is a high school student.

Under Lu Yingshu's gaze, Wen Ruan Ruan was a little embarrassed to eat, and he didn't want to continue after only half of it.

"That's all? No wonder there is hypoglycemia. ”

"It was really an accident yesterday, I ran for too long, otherwise I wouldn't have fallen!" Wen Nguyen Nguyen explained.

"Running for too long? Is there ten kilometers? I don't eat before my morning run and I don't fall with low blood sugar! Speaking of this, Lu Yingshu had a little pride in his tone.

Wen Ruan Ruan wrinkled her nose, "Okay, it's me who ate too little, I'll finish eating!" ”

After speaking, he picked up the remaining half bowl of porridge and drank it little by little.

"Give me your card number! I'll transfer the medical bills to you! ”

"Bank card number? I don't usually bring a bank card, and I don't remember, you can transfer it to me on WeChat, and the mobile phone number is WeChat. Lu Yingshu replied as a matter of course.

Wen Ruan Ruan quickly added Lu Yingshu, and then found that his WeChat limit could only be transferred to 10,000 a day. After transferring 10,000 first, Wen Ruan Ruan explained his situation to him.

Lu Yingshu didn't care: "It's okay, it's enough, anyway, I'm not usually short of money." ”

Wen Nguyen Ruan was convinced by the big man who had no concept of money, but she still decided to transfer the rest of the money to him tomorrow.

"You don't have to go to class today? Isn't it a busy senior like you? Wen Ruan Ruan remembered that Xu Wenxuan had classes almost every day, and asked casually.

"Yes, but I'm on leave."

"Actually, you can tell me that you have a class today, and you don't have to be there to transfer money to you!"

Wen Ruan Ruan was very sorry for delaying Lu Yingshu's schoolwork.

"There's no need, I'm taking leave to train in the City Volleyball League, not to be here."

"But you're a quasi-senior in high school, even if you like volleyball, you can't take special leave to train!"

I didn't expect Lu Yingshu to suddenly look solemn, his tone was slow, almost word by word: "The golden period of all volleyball players is only a few years, I am now sixteen years old, train hard, and there will be hope of entering the national team before the age of twenty."

It's only six years since I can play a world-class game, and when I'm 26 years old, my volleyball career may end here.

My dream may only be six years, but in these six years, I just want to hold on to my dream! ”