The House of Finance, a public classroom for literary society gatherings.

Su Zelin was surrounded by a group of literary girls and enjoyed the treatment of stars and moons.

Since he blew the cowhide a few times at the assembly of the literary club, he has become the most beautiful boy in the whole club, and that popularity makes other male members envious, and they only hate that he is not as good at blowing as him.

However, because of the relationship between being the manager of the digital store, Su Zelin did not come to several gatherings, and the literary girls also missed the bastard, and they were naturally overjoyed to see him return today.

Several young students were chatting about youth and first love at this time, which was also Wenqing's favorite topic.

The bastard pretended to be engrossed in listening attentively, but his attention fell on Ding Lina beside him.

In the past two days, the weather in Lin'an has warmed up, Nanazi did not wear a down jacket, but instead wore a long black wool coat, with a dark green sweater, like a female agent in the dark night, mysterious and enchanting.

Ordinary girls can't hold this kind of dark coat, but Nanazi is tall and has a strong temperament, and it has a unique taste when matched.

The pair of round and slender, straight like compass-like beautiful legs dangled restlessly under the table, and they would inadvertently "collide" with Su Zelin.

Through the bare-legged artifact, you can still feel the amazing elasticity of the touch like a taut rubber band, which makes the bastard more and more absent-minded.

Nanazi and a few literary girls talked and laughed casually, as if they didn't realize it.

There's a saying that goes like this.

For women, superficial men look at their chests, vulgar men look at their buttocks, their brothers look at their waists, and they understand their legs.

The legs are the fulcrum of feminine charm, and a woman with a pair of slender and well-proportioned long legs is graceful and charming, which can instantly deprive men of defense.

If this kind of woman practices yoga or something, hey, don't be too energetic~~

Su Zelin is the emperor who understands.

In his previous life, his women were quite tall, not less than 1.65 meters, and the leg ratio was good.

But even if he is such a picky person, he can't find fault with Nanazi's legs.

No, no, rabbits don't eat the grass next to the nest!

I am the class leader of the first class of financial management, and I can only be the director of the Women's Federation at most!

The bastard forcibly retracted his mind and turned his attention back to the conversation of several literary girls.

"Su Zelin, what do you think youth is?"

It just so happened that a literary girl felt that he was too dull today, and couldn't help but ask.

Su Zelin replied casually: "For me, youth is the stack of comics and comics placed at the head of the bed, with blood, tenderness, and heartache. ”

"It's also the locked diary locked in a drawer, recording joys, sorrows, sorrows, bitterness, sour and sweet!"

"Or excerpt from the little poems in the manuscript, or cheerful or mournful, singing loudly when happy, and secretly crying when low!"

"We are full of anticipation for the future, struggling to fade away, break out of the cocoon into butterflies, and become mature and beautiful."

"Youth is short and gorgeous, it shines like a meteor across the sky, and although it cannot escape the fate of its fall in the end, many people will not forget that it once shined!"

As soon as his words fell, all the literary girls applauded desperately.

"Okay, that's really good, it's you, Su Zelin!"

Even Nanako's beautiful eyes are flashing with color.

At first, she thought that Su Zelin was bragging and fooling the little girl.

But after listening to it a lot, I have a tendency to be brainwashed, and I always feel that the bastard is quite deep.

"Su Zelin, what do you think life is?"

Another literary girl is still unsatisfied.

"Life is a cup of unsweetened coffee, slightly bitter to drink, but there is a lingering aftertaste between the mouth and tongue; It is a journey, the hardships on the road, only you know, and the happiness of passing by is only known to yourself. Don't care too much about the destination, the scenery along the way and the mood of seeing the scenery is your biggest gain; It is also a bumpy and tortuous road, even if you fall again and again, you have to get up and stick to your dreams. Remember, if you don't give up one second, there will be hope in the next! ”

The bastard still opened his mouth and poured a bowl of chicken soup for the soul to a few girls.

This kind of thing has been most on the WeChat circle of friends in later generations, especially women's favorite post.

I have watched a lot all day, and Su Zelin has a good memory, so he can make it up casually.

"It's amazing, it's so touching, it's poked deep into my soul!"

The literary girl was touched by this bowl of chicken soup.

"That'...... What about first love? ”

Ding Linna couldn't help but speak.

She is a girl who is full of longing for love, especially her first love, and wants to hear his interpretation of her first love from Su Zelin.

This time, the bastard groaned for a moment before he said slowly.

"First love is like the mood of the first roller coaster, exciting, when you ride the second, third, fourth time, you may still be excited, but you will never find the first time that will never be forgotten!"

He has the right to speak about this, because he has experienced it himself, and it can be regarded as quite unforgettable.

"Also, remember to fasten your seatbelt and don't roll over, otherwise the consequences will be serious!"

Nanako and a few literary girls are strange.

His previous words made a lot of sense.

What the hell is the goose that suddenly came out of nowhere at the end?

……

Di Si Shao, who was sitting not far behind him, was envious, jealous and hateful.

Su Zelin didn't come to the literary club a few times, and he was able to trick Wen Qing into fooling these literary girls.

It's a pity that the biggest target, Ding Linna, is not cold.

He thought that this girl with the most beautiful body and the best body in the whole company was still pursuing excitement, so he also learned to drive and pick up pens like Su Zelin, but Nanazi was even more disgusted, and complained to the bastard.

Now that this freshman boy has just returned, he has stolen all the limelight, and Di Sishao is unhappy.

"It's just moaning without disease, just being young for the sake of Wenqing!"

The literary man is sour and authentic.

As soon as she complained like this, several literary girls were not convinced.

Although Di Sishao is also a bit literary, they all agree that there is still a bit of a gap compared to Su Zelin.

"Senior Di, you can't say that, I think Su Zelin's words are quite profound!"

"That's right, other people's words are not moaning without illness, especially the interpretation of first love just now, I think it's not too appropriate, it's a lot of people's life insights!"

"Senior Di, what you said is too much, everyone is a member of the club, how can you maliciously hurt people!"

“……”

Di Sishao was a little floating, thinking that Su Zelin was not there a few times, he was the protagonist, and jealousy also made him lose his mind, and when he said something inappropriate, he was immediately attacked by a group of literary girls.

These literary girls have long been bastards' little fan girls, how can others slander their idols.

Su Zelin coughed dryly: "Don't blame Senior Di, I do have a limited level, and I learned a lot of words from books." ”

That being said, the bastard is secretly happy in his heart.

Spray well, you can spray him hard!

"It's not normal to quote beautiful sentences from the book, Su Zelin, I think this just shows that you have a deep literary background!"

"That's right, others can't think of a quote yet! Senior Di, you can't be original in every sentence with depth! ”

"It's not so easy to blend so many beautiful sentences in the book into personal feelings!"

“……”

When Su Zelin said this, he seemed to be broad-minded, while the literary man was small-bellied and couldn't see the good of others.

Di Si Shao was stunned, and he didn't squeak anymore, but cursed secretly in his heart.

Made, they are all superficial women, and they have no connotation at all!

The literary man was a little depressed, picked up the cup and poured a few sips of water, only to calm down a little, and then felt a little anxious, so he left his seat and walked to the bathroom outside the classroom.

This person is a bit kidney-deficient, and he likes to drink water, and he has to go to the bathroom several times every time he gathers in the literary club.

Su Zelin's gaze turned behind him and landed on the canvas bag on which the literary man hung on the stool.

The corners of the bastard's mouth provoked a faint smile.

Well, that's the time.

"Nanako, I'm going to go to the bathroom, why don't you go together?"

He asked with a smile.

"!"

In response, Ding Linna's eyes were rolled, Nanazi felt that this product was a bit boring, and continued to communicate with the literary girl.

Su Zelin also stood up and walked to the back door of the classroom.

He took a few items out of his student satchel and quietly stuffed them into his canvas bag.

The others were talking, and no one noticed the bastard's small movements.

When I came to the bathroom, I saw a literary man, who was sneaking in the corner of the toilet trough, leaning at 60 degrees, as if he couldn't see the light.

But even if he tried his best to hide it, Su Zelin could still see that his shoes were dripping wet.

Tsk, not only is the kidney deficient, but also only three inches.

How dare you?

Brother, can you hold it?

"Brother Di, you really want to learn to turn the pen."

Su Zelin laughed.

Di Si Shao: "? ”

The literary man is a little weak-hearted, isn't it Ding Linna who denounced me in front of this kid.

Su Zelin's eyes flashed with contempt, passed by him, swaggered to the middle of the pothole, leaned forward, unscrupulous.

The literary man subconsciously cast his gaze, and at the same time he was ashamed of his appearance, he became more and more envious, jealous and hateful.

Made, lost to him again.

This time it's a complete defeat!

After hurriedly going to the bathroom, Di Sishao returned to the classroom like a frosted eggplant.

The thought of what he had just seen took a heavy blow to his pride.

At this time, Su Zelin passed by him, and inadvertently touched the canvas bag on the stool of the literary man, and fell to the ground.

"Don't you have long eyes when you walk?"

The literary man was full of anger tonight, and he didn't like Su Zelin when he saw it, so he didn't speak politely.

"Ah, yes, Senior Di, it's me who is careless."

Su Zelin picked up the canvas bag, but in the "hurry", he grabbed the tail and shook out all the things inside.

"Grass, are you sick?"

The literary man sweared, and the volume increased by 20 decibels, which attracted the attention of Ding Linna and all the literary girls in front.

Di Sishao couldn't care so much.

Today, I have torn my face with these women, and in the eyes of the literary club, there is no chance, otherwise it will be a waste of time.

He was already planning to quit the society and would not come back in the future, so he tore off his disguise.

"Others are also careless, why are you so fierce!"

Ding Linna frowned, and walked over to help Su Zelin pick up the books scattered on the ground.

"Huh?"

She quickly discovered something.

In addition to the famous books and Wenqing magazines that Di Si Shao used to hold the glass, there were also a few different books mixed in.

Their covers are colorful, and without exception they are women with light pp.

Su Zelin picked up one of the copies of "Proud Nightlife", and looked at the literary man with a strange gaze: "I didn't expect Senior Di to have such a wide range of hobbies, in addition to liking literature, he also likes body art." ”

Di Sishao looked at the magazine in Su Zelin's hand, and everyone was stupid.

A series of shocked eyes fell on him.

The presence of such a thing in a literary club is like dropping a bomb in a fishpond.

The literary man subconsciously distinguished: "It's not mine!" ”

"I also believe that it is definitely not Senior Di, Senior Di is dignified, and he looks like a serious person!"

Su Zelin also spoke for Di Sishao in a solemn manner.

What sanctimoniousness!

If you don't know how to use idioms, don't use them indiscriminately!

Di Si Shao was anxious.

Naturally, others didn't believe it either.

"This book is in your bag, who else doesn't belong to you!"

Ding Linna said indignantly.

It turns out that this person is a pervert, no wonder he drops his pen all day!

The thought of being peeked under the table by such a pervert gave her goosebumps popping up.

Su Zelin said again: "Nanazi, you can't say that, maybe someone else deliberately stuffed it into Senior Di's schoolbag!" Whoever is so lacking in virtue, such a person will be thundered and cracked by the sky, and he will not die well! ”

You kid finally said a human thing.

For Su Zelin's righteousness, Di Sishao is still a little grateful.

Unfortunately, others still don't believe it.

Other people in the literary club also found out about the turmoil here, and they all gathered around, and when they learned the ins and outs of the matter, they blew up the pot with their mouths blazing, looking at Di Sishao's eyes full of disdain and anger.

"Who would be so bored to stuff this stuff in his bag!"

"It must be his own, and he won't admit it when he finds out!"

"How can there be such scum in the literary club!"

"It looks quite Sven, I don't know my heart!"

"I also talked to him a few times, I thought this person was a bit level, but I didn't expect that my mind was full of dirty things!"

“……”

In 2001, the concept of people is still relatively full, even if college students are open-minded, but this kind of Xiao Huang ~ book you can read in the dormitory, and openly bring it to the classroom, especially the literary club is a gathering place for young people, others are absolutely intolerable.

In the winter, a layer of cold sweat broke out on Di Sishao's forehead.

He had a big question mark in his mind.

Why do these things run into their canvas bags for some reason?

Although he didn't understand what was going on, he found that he might not be able to wash himself by jumping into the Yellow River.

Moreover, the members of the Literature Club were extremely angry, and several literary teenagers felt that Di Si Shao had insulted their holy land, and they wanted to rush up and beat this person.

"Calm down, the world is one art, literature is art, and body art is also art!"

Su Zelin stood up again to speak for the literary man.

"Senior Di just has a deep love for art, a wide range of love, not limited to literature, senior, right?"

The heart of a literary man is like electricity, even if he doesn't admit it, others won't believe it, and he thinks he's quibbling, which will only make him more angry.

It's better to follow this kid's meaning and not lose a good reason to go down the steps.

"Yes, yes, yes!"

Di Si Shao nodded like a chicken pecking rice: "Human ~ body art is also a kind of art, many world-renowned artists are in this field, you can't look at it with a biased eye!" ”

Su Zelin smiled when he heard this, and smiled like a little fox.

Hey, is it on the set?

Then you can close the net.

"Senior Di's words are very reasonable, I think this magazine must be full of good articles that are very beautiful and poetic, praising the beauty of the human body!"

Su Zelin took the initiative to open it, and after reading a few pages, his face became strange.

"the milk upside down!"

"Beautiful girl fruit body bicycle marathon, fight and flowers together, step on the sweat and juice!"

"Who knew that the bee butterfly was wrapped around the skirt, and it was a man's body, and the eyebrows and phoenix eyes were sultry!"

"Hey, isn't this a shemale at the end?"

Su Zelin coughed dryly: "I'm sorry, I was sloppy, it's understandable that Senior Di likes this kind of art, but this magazine is a bit heavy, in short, I can't appreciate it." ”

"Proud Nightlife" is known as the king of Xiangjiang salty books, known for its explicit and rude, how can it be possible to play beautiful and poetic with you.

"Ah, pervert!"

Thinking that Di Sishao was actually interested in shemales, a literary girl screamed in fear.

"Hit him!"

The teenagers couldn't bear it anymore, and they rushed up to beat them up.

"Don't be impulsive, don't be impulsive!"

Having said that, Su Zelin also took advantage of the chaos to step on a few feet.

Sorry, bro.

You brought it on yourself!

The so-called scum also has a way, how could you cheat Nanazi out of her money in your previous life?

Can't you learn from me, not only won't you cheat girls out of money, but you will occasionally save a girl who has lost her footing?

A scumbag like you is the scum of the scumbag world, which lowers the grade of a good scumbag and affects our image!

You don't get beaten who gets beaten?

It wasn't until Di Sishao was beaten that his nose was blue and his face was swollen, and he kept begging for mercy while holding his head, that Su Zelin came forward again to stop everyone.

The teenagers were a little ruthless.

If we continue to fight, I am afraid that people will die.

"Senior Di, if you don't agree with each other, I think you should leave the Literature Club by yourself!"

The bastard was very civilized and made a kind suggestion.

Others weren't as talkative as he was.

"Scum, get out of the Literature Club!"

"I have long seen that this kid is not interested in literature at all, he just wants to come to the literary club to make girls!"

"I've been in the same club with this kind of person for so long, and I feel sick to think about it!"

“……”

Di Si Shao picked up his schoolbag in embarrassment, didn't even want the magazines inside, and rushed out of the classroom with his head in his arms.

There was also a literary teenager behind him who picked up a copy of "Dragon, Tiger and Leopard" and threw it over: "Bastard, take these dirty books of yours, don't defile the sacred literary club!" ”

The dragon, tiger and leopard smashed against the wall, and the color pages inside were torn.

Su Zelin was a little distressed when he saw this.

Brother, throw it away, it's all broken, and I still have to recycle it and return it to Ah Ping!

Thinking so in his heart, the bastard said seriously: "These dirty books can't be thrown around, they are easy to poison other students on campus, I will take them and burn them all later!" ”

"Well, it's still brother who thinks it through!"

"Especially since this incident is still happening in the Literature Club, we have to deal with it properly!"

"Alas, the reputation of the Literary Society has been ruined by this kind of scum!"

Everyone in the literary society thinks so.

Since it was Su Zelin who proposed it, the task of dealing with a few hardcore art magazines was handed over to the bastard.

After this turmoil, the literary society assembly broke up unhappily.

Su Zelin returned to the dormitory with a few books and stuffed them back into Zeng Kaiping's computer desk.

Then he turned on the computer, first clicked on a Liqun, and then boarded the BBS account of the Finance Institute and made a post.

"Shocked! A certain perverted man openly did this kind of thing to a girl in the holy land of literature! ”

……