The person who came was Lu Man, who was the cute senior sister who fell from the sky.

Speaking of Lu Man, it seems that since a hole was broken in the ceiling that day, Lin Zhibai didn't seem to have seen her for a long time.

Now that they met again, and it was on this occasion, Lin Zhibai was really surprised.

But it's not surprising to think about it.

Lu Man is a junior at Su University, and it is normal for the two to meet in school.

……

Glancing at Lin Zhibai up and down, Lu Man smiled.

"Senior Brother Lin Zhibai, do you want to join our animation club, let me tell you, there are many good-looking young ladies in our club."

Hearing this, Lin Zhibai did not talk but asked rhetorically.

"Senior sister, I remember that you didn't study music, how did you appear in the animation club?"

"What's wrong with the anime club? I'm still the vice president.,Who said you can't like two-dimensional music students? ”

emmm, that sounds like a bit of a point, too.

Lin Zhibai raised his eyes and saw that in front of the booth of the animation club, there were two senior sisters wearing strange clothes who were performing hard.

Because he doesn't watch much anime, Lin Zhibai doesn't know which anime they COS.

But just looking at the image does seem to be quite eye-catching.

Just when Lin Zhibai was stunned, Lu Man continued to ask.

"Junior brother, are you interested?"

After pondering for a moment, Lin Zhibai slowly replied.

"Let me think about it."

He did not give an affirmative answer.

First, he always felt that the animation club had a great sense of discord with himself, after all, he didn't have a cold for the second dimension.

Second, if you join the animation club, you will inevitably wear such clothes to perform in front of the stage in the future, and even shout some lines of middle two, which makes Lin Zhibai have an instinctive resistance.

If it's a Hanfu Society, it's two words.

"Okay, then remember to text me when you think about it."

Sensing the rejection in Lin Zhibai's words, Lu Man didn't make it difficult anymore, and replied with a smile.

Separated from Lu Man, Lin Zhibai continued to observe along the square.

Street Dance Club, Etiquette Club, Animation Club, Calligraphy Club......

The whole square was a mess.

Countless seniors and seniors grabbed a freshman and began to introduce their club characteristics to them.

Those more popular clubs such as hip-hop clubs or roller skating clubs are okay, and the booth is already full of eager freshmen.

And those relatively unpopular clubs, drama clubs, law clubs, etc., seem to be much deserted and no one cares.

Next to the Law Society, Lin Zhibai saw the enrollment revelation of the Literature Society.

After thinking about it, Lin Zhibai walked over.

In front of the booth of the Literary Society, the person in charge of receiving the new students is a very beautiful senior sister.

Her beauty does not refer to beauty in the popular sense, but with good facial features and outstanding temperament, just standing there gives people a bookish atmosphere from the inside out, and it is also the result of frequent and perennial nurturing with poetry and books.

There is a threshold for the recruitment of new students in the literary club, and it is not just a matter of signing up to pass.

New members are required to go through an exam first.

Only those who pass the exam can be considered to have officially joined the club.

After chatting, Lin Zhibai wrote down his name, major and contact information on the registration form.

Coincidentally, Lin Zhibai also saw a familiar name on the registration form.

Song Jiaran.

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Back to the dorm.

Zhou Wen and the others were already wilting on the bed.

Lin Zhibai just wanted to go to bed for a lunch break after washing, when Zhao Chanyi's phone called and asked him to meet downstairs in the dormitory.

Lin Zhibai hung up the phone, changed his shoes and went downstairs.

……

The afternoon sun was harsh.

Zhao Chanyi stood quietly under the old locust tree in front of the boys' dormitory.

She hadn't changed out of the camouflage uniform she had been in military training, but the talent was there, and even the bloated clothes couldn't hide her bumpy figure.

Golden light poured down from the cracks in the branches, casting a golden glow over the girl.

Walking forward, Lin Zhibai smiled.

"Why don't you take a lunch break at this time to make up for your spirit and have military training in the afternoon."

Shaking his head, Zhao Chanyi said softly.

"I don't have a lunch break."

As she spoke, she handed over a small bag.

"Inside are some sunscreen products, you remember to apply a little on your arms and face before military training, so that it is not easy to tan."

Lin Zhibai stretched out his hand to take it, and said with concern at the same time.

"Then you should also pay more attention to sun protection, it will not look good if you get a tan."

"It wasn't pretty."

Lowering his head, Zhao Chanyi muttered.

Lin Zhibai: ???

Well?

Girl.

Do you have any misunderstanding of the word good-looking?

Or do you not have a clear understanding of yourself?

However, Lin Zhibai was not bored enough to talk about this superficial topic.

The two chatted briefly, and then made an appointment to have dinner together in the evening before leaving.

………

The military training in the afternoon was still in full swing.

Scorching sun exposure.

The instructors' whistles came and went.

During the break, Zhou Wen and Chen Gong looked overindulged, holding their waists and hiding in the shade and not wanting to move.

Lin Zhibai was responsible for the logistics of moving water, and went to the teaching building with Wang Jiandong to bring mineral water and mung bean soup to relieve the heat and distribute it to the students.

As soon as the break time came, the whistle sounded again.

In this way, the first day of military training for freshmen finally ended successfully at sunset.

As the instructors blew the whistle to disperse, the students walked towards the cafeteria or dormitory like frosted eggplants.

……

Lin Zhibai gathered with Zhao Chanyi at the gate of the playground, and the two went to the cafeteria together.

On the way, Zhao Chanyi's classmates passed by from time to time and looked at Lin Zhibai, as if they were curious about the relationship between the two of them.

Facing the scrutinizing gaze, Lin Zhibai did not twist, and responded to each other's smiles generously.

"How's it going, can you still adapt?"

Sitting in the corner of the cafeteria, Lin Zhibai looked at the person opposite and asked with concern while eating.

"It's fine."

Zhao Chanyi smiled lightly, as if the painful military training was not worth mentioning to her.

Also, her physique is already good.

Being able to work as a small worker on a construction site is naturally not a problem for military training in a mere university.

Due to the afternoon of military training, the two of them were already hungry, and after a few simple words, they began to bury their heads in cooking.

However, Zhao Chanyi's hair is very long, and her bangs will cover her vision from time to time while bowing her head to eat.

She tried to figure it out several times, but to no avail.

So her brow furrowed slightly, as if this made her unhappy to reduce the speed of cooking.

Lin Zhibai saw it in his eyes, and his heart was happy.

Well, this girl seems to be a little cute.

Stripping off the food in the bowl three or two, Lin Zhibai smiled.

"I'll go to the supermarket and buy a head rope to tie it up, so that it will be much more convenient to eat in the future."

As he spoke, Lin Zhibai stretched out his hand and lifted the green silk on the girl's forehead naturally.

"Eat."

Lin Zhibai's sudden action made Zhao Chanyi stunned, and the next moment Lin Zhibai could clearly see a trace of blush on the girl's crystal earlobe.

Although the action was ambiguous, Zhao Chanyi did not refuse, but took advantage of this kung fu to eat quickly, and the food in the bowl decreased at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Sure enough.

For her, nothing is more important than cooking.