Chapter 37: Is it a girlfriend?

After the talent show, today's military training is over.

Han Yuan was still the same as before, and Su Xiaorou received more attention than before, and even boys from other classes came over to talk.

Han Yuan originally wanted to take this opportunity to let Su Xiaorou have a good relationship with her classmates and make some friends by the way, but she didn't expect that she would only feel flustered by the sudden attention.

However, she was embarrassed to escape, so she had to hide beside Han Yuan for help.

Seeing this, the boys looked up to the sky and sighed one by one, thinking that Han Yuan was Su Xiaorou's boyfriend.

Even if they were interested in Su Xiaorou again, it would be impossible for them to dig into the corner in front of Han Yuan, so they could only return with a feather.

The girls in the class brought the topic to Han Yuan, and they wanted to know if the two were a couple.

Because they knew that Su Xiaoxiao was shy, they didn't mean to say it directly, they just kept squeezing their eyebrows at Han Yuan.

Han Yuan pretended not to understand and said some marginal topics.

The girls in the class couldn't help but show disappointed expressions, and turned around and went back to the dormitory to rest.

The main time is not early, everyone is tired.

After Han Yuan sent away all the guys he was talking to, he said goodbye to Su Xiaorou and explained a few words of music.

As soon as Su Xiaorou left on her front foot, Yang Yimu suddenly came over.

"Han Yuan, Su Xiaorou is your girlfriend, right?"

β€œ...... No. ”

Han Yuan shook his head, he didn't expect Yang Yimu to be interested in this kind of gossip.

But she was direct, and didn't knock on the side like other girls.

"You're so good to her, you even taught you the tunes, you said it's not a girlfriend?"

Yang Yimu rolled his eyes when he heard this, not very convinced.

Han Yuan didn't bother to explain too much, and joked with a smile: "Don't talk about us, it's you, it's not a good thing to be too extroverted, be careful that you can't have a boyfriend in four years of college." ”

"Heh, do you think I'll not find a boyfriend?"

Yang Yimu pursed his lips, a little unhappy.

With her conditions, only if you want to find a boyfriend, how can you find it or not?

Xie Hao next to him came over and said with a serious expression: "Goddess Yimu, don't say it, Brother Yuan knows a little fortune-telling, and he has just started school and calculated our names and ......."

Halfway through his words, he suddenly felt wrong, if Yang Yimu couldn't get a boyfriend in four years of college, wouldn't it mean that he had no fun?

At this moment, Xie Hao, who had been very convinced of Han Yuan in the past, suddenly hoped that he would not be able to calculate this time.

"Oh? Fortune teller? Do the math, when is my birthday? ”

Yang Yimu still didn't believe it, but seeing that Xie Hao said so evilly, he couldn't help but be a little curious.

Han Yuan pretended to pinch his fingers and calculated, and concluded: "The day after tomorrow." ”

Yang Yimu was stunned for a moment when he heard this, and quickly returned to normal.

"I told Qiaoyun about my birthday during the previous military training, you must have heard it by chance to know, right?"

"If you have the ability, then calculate what will happen to me tomorrow in the next few days?"

On the day of his birthday, when the military training was over, Yang Yimu wanted to have a party to relax, so he discussed it with his roommate in the team, and Han Yuan probably just happened to hear it.

"If you don't believe it, forget it."

Han Yuan shook his head and smiled, too lazy to argue any more, turned around and walked towards the bedroom.

Yang Yimu didn't believe it even more when he saw this, and muttered: "Sure enough, I just happened to hear ......."

Xie Hao was secretly glad in his heart, if he hadn't been listening today, he wouldn't have known that the day after tomorrow would be Yang Yimu's birthday.

Birthday is such an important thing, if you don't know the goddess who chases a fart?

It's still too late, and he's going to have to hurry up and get his birthday present.

..........

Two days later, the military training officially ended.

The military training review ceremony in 2003 was not as big as that of later generations, but it could also feel full of vitality.

Bayonet drills, kicks, collective chorus.......

After the afternoon parade ceremony, there were no new students in camouflage uniforms in the school.

But even if they wear other colors, they can tell the identity of the new students from their dark skin.

Han Yuan is no exception, it is one degree darker, and it will take at least a few months to return to before.

The strange thing is that girls are also being exposed to the sun, but they always recover faster than boys.

Is it because of the skincare products? Han Yuan didn't think about it.

The faΓ§ade lease application has also been approved, and the lease contract was just signed yesterday, and the renovation will start tomorrow.

Due to limited funds, Han Yuan is not going to do any special bells and whistles, just a little concise and fresh style, so it should be all done in a few days.

As for the name of the shop, he plans to call it 'Long March', indicating that this is the first step in the long march of his business plan.

The brand name 'Long March' sounds a bit awkward at first glance, but that's just because it's not well-known.

Just like Tieguanyin and Pu'er, their names are not strange when people can think of tea when they hear their names.

At six o'clock in the evening, the evening breeze blew through the lively campus, bringing a long-lost coolness.

The counselor had something to say tonight, and Han Yuan and the four of them were forming a team and walking towards the teaching building.

A group of four people walked on the road, except for Han Yuan, who was accustomed to it, Xie Hao and the three of them kept looking at the campus.

When they first arrived, they were very rusty, but now that they have been staying for a while, they have the leisure to take a good look at the place where they will live for four years.

As soon as the military training ended today, the seniors began to recruit new students in the club, and they sat on the side of the road like stalls, making all kinds of gimmicks to attract new students.

For example, in the guitar club of Han Yuanjin in the previous life, there were already people performing guitar playing and singing on the roadside, which attracted many little fans to join.

After Wang Xuanyu looked at it for a while, he suddenly said curiously: "Brother Yuan, Brother Hao said that he wanted to go to the music club, don't you want to join the guitar club?" ”

"Forget it, I don't have time to fix these things."

Han Yuan shrugged his shoulders and disagreed.

When it comes to music clubs, he thinks about music companies.

Although I don't have the capital to open a music company for the time being, it should be no problem to open a music studio first.

When the time comes, she can start a band, produce songs and commercial performances, and hire Su Xiaorou to come over as a guitarist, which can not only allow her to realize her dreams, but also allow her to earn some tuition.

And Su Xiaorou has a good foundation, if Han Yuan cultivates carefully, he may be able to become his top artist in the future.

However, if it is to form a whole band, Su Xiaorou alone is definitely not enough, and Han Yuan, as the boss, cannot always go on stage in person, and he has to look for other members.

"Having said that, I'll give you a piece of advice, you have to understand it in advance when you enter the club, otherwise you will be cheated on the group fee."

Han Yuan vaguely remembered that Xie Hao had entered a Raushzi flute club and specially went to buy a flute, hoping to learn something in the club.

As a result, there was no movement after paying the tour fee, not to mention learning, there was no event in the whole university for four years, and the members of the club usually didn't bother to say hello.