While Zeng Bai was still thinking about it, Yan Banren had already announced the end of the meeting, and the freshmen got up and left one after another, discussing their respective topics.

When Yuan Xuxue, who was sitting near Zeng Bai, got up, Zeng Bai's eyes wandered down on him, and suddenly thought of something, a burst of spiritual light flashed in his mind, and he said unconsciously: "Yuan Xuxue." ”

Yuan Yuxue turned to look at him.

After being stared at by Yuan Xuxue, the burst of aura suddenly slipped away, Zeng Bai didn't catch its tail, he could only be stunned for a moment, hesitated for a moment and said, "Uh, are you going to eat together today, the small kitchen in the school has recently studied Sichuan cuisine, and it is said that it has received rave reviews." ”

Yuan Yuxue didn't refuse this time, and even her eyes seemed to be slightly brighter. He bowed his head and said, "Okay." ”

So Zeng Bai put that bit of aura away again, and thought beautifully, today is also a successful day to brush up on favorability.

Chapter 63: Ghost School Survival Guide

Their course schedule is relaxed these days, and after a big class in the afternoon, the rest is free time.

Yuan Yuxue closed the textbook, and his lips under the mask were red, in stark contrast to the snow-white skin—but he was fine, and his expression was quiet and peaceful. Zeng Baicai next to him had a swollen mouth, stood up very reluctantly, and put it on Tang Yuan's body weakly.

Tang Yuan: "......" He frowned, somewhat disgusted.

The new Sichuan cuisine launched by the small kitchen does live up to its many praises, but the development direction is more spicy. The first time Yuan Yuxue tried this spicy dish, she was not used to it at first, and she was a little hesitant when she put it in her mouth, and frowned slightly when she tasted it, and the taste was stimulated by that bit of spiciness, burning from the tip of her tongue to her throat.

But he really didn't waste food – every bit of a resource counted.

So he still took small bites and finished the spicy but sweet dishes, and then ...... It's a bit addictive.

Jie Zhouyan accompanied Yuan Yuxue to dine together, basically Yuan Yuxue ordered whatever dish he ordered, and the two had similar tastes (doubtful), so they could naturally talk and discuss very happily. Zeng Bai didn't know what stubbornness he had committed, but he felt that he couldn't be one step slower in brushing his favorability! He can eat it, why can't he eat it? He secretly competed in private, and he was not very good at eating spicy physique, so he tasted two plates, and after two classes, he still looked listless.

Zeng Bai said in a low voice: "It's really not good, let's go to the school hospital to have a look-do you think my disease is a common disease?" ”

Tang Yuan said coldly: "Gastrointestinal diseases are very common, endure it." ”

Zeng Bai hissed and said, "No, I'm talking about going to the anorectal department." ”

Tang Yuan: "............"

Of course, Zeng Bai's words are also a clever wit, since the taboo of the school hospital is there, it is impossible for him to take risks. It's more important than a pain, or life. What's more, he now has to race against time with Tang Yuan to explore the locations where other rules may appear.

Zeng Bai refused to give up before leaving, sighed and pretended to be mysterious: "Let's go, I'm going to investigate the dark secrets in this world that you don't know." ”

Yuan Yuxue: "...... Well. ”

Because the rules of the sports center have been completed, Yuan Yuxue can choose one of two places to go next - either the music room or the grove.

He was ready to continue his unfinished exploration yesterday, drawing a topographical map of the groves on a piece of paper, and was about to leave, when he came to an interlude.

"Yuan Yuxue-shang?"

The boy stood in the doorway and poked his head out and shouted softly.

At this time, there was no one in the classroom, only Yuan Yuxue had just finished drawing the planning sketch and walked slower with Jiezhouyan, so he walked in embarrassedly.

It was Lang Feishen who was sent to the medical room by them yesterday.

When Lang Feishen walked back that day, he was dizzy, and he forgot to say a few more words of thanks, and the more he thought about it after he came back, the more uneasy he became. Especially when the new school rules were promulgated today, he looked in a cold sweat, and felt that the two kind-hearted classmates were taking great risks to help him, and he was too white-eyed wolf if he didn't remember it.

Although Lang Feishen did not exchange contact information with Yuan Yuxue, he asked about the professional class and asked about the next class, and it was no problem to inquire about the next course. It just so happened that they had three or four classes empty in the afternoon, so they came over in time for the end of class, and they really squatted down.

"I left in a hurry yesterday, and I didn't formally thank you." Because Jie Zhouyan's expression is too cold, he doesn't talk much, and he doesn't like to talk. And although Yuan Yuxue looked cold, she was actually very patient with people, and Lang Feishen still dared to chat with him, "I have prepared some thank-you gifts, I hope you don't dislike it." ”

If you send a thank you fee directly, it's too unintentional. And they are all students, and they are not so open in terms of personal contacts. Lang Feishen carefully prepared a gift under the recommendation and reference of his roommate, and even wrapped a very beautiful package with rare care - very not straight. It contains luxury brand pens and watches, which have not been dismantled since I bought them, and the value is also appropriate.

Yuan Yuxue looked at the gift box handed to her, and thanked her first, but didn't take it.

"I want to thank you too." Yuan Yuxue looked at him with a sincere face, and her eyelashes were gently lowered, "Then it's flat." ”

Lang Feishen: "?? ”

Jie Zhouyan was more direct, he didn't pay attention to Lang Feishen at all, and still said when Yuan Yuxue looked at him: "I don't want it." ”

Although the tone was different, the attitude was very resolute, and Lang Feishen's forehead was about to sweat...... But thank-you gifts can't be forced into people's hands. And Lang Feishen could also see that they were not desperate and welcome, if they had to throw it down and run, they seemed to be self-inflicted.

But he came and went......

Lang Fei thought of something deeply, and asked tentatively: "Then I'll give you two internal tickets for professional performances in the music department, right?" My roommate gave it to me. You can go and watch the show if you have nothing to do, they still have a big chorus, it's also fun, you can exchange feelings......"

Lang Fei racked his brains and thought about Amway's vocabulary, "This ticket is not a one-time ticket, similar to an internal card, if you have nothing to do, you can go to the music room to see them rehearse and perform or something, and meet more friends, haha." But after such an embarrassing compliment, even Lang Feishen felt that he was poor in strange words.

This ticket was indeed given to him by a roommate - because of the odd number of majors, the roommate, who is engaged in music, was assigned to their finance major.

This person is usually okay, but he is a little showy, and he likes to show off, so he takes internal tickets and sends them everywhere, so that his dormitory classmates can come to see him rehearse and perform. The people in their dormitory are still not interested in music, so they don't have much to offer. This time, Lang Feishen asked people to help with ideas to give gifts, but he was not caught by the roommate, and persuaded Lang Feishen to bring two tickets to give them as thank-you gifts, and said very righteously, "It's not strange to have many people"!

Lang Feishen is not a face-saving character, so he put it in his pocket. The roommate's usual brainwashing is also quite effective, at least Lang Feishen will sell Amway, and he hasn't stopped talking for a while.

However, he quickly reacted, how could he be embarrassed to give away this kind of giveaway...... was about to say a few words awkwardly, but he found that Yuan Yuxue in front of him raised his head slightly, looking at him very quietly, and his expression actually looked quite serious.

Yuan Yuxue hesitated for a moment and asked, "Tickets, can you give them to me?" ”

It is not impossible for students from other majors to enter the music room, but because there are many valuable musical instruments stored in it, they need to apply before using them, which is one of the reasons why Yuan Yuxue ranked the music room at the bottom.

If you have a ticket, you can come and go as often as you want, even if you can watch other people perform without using musical instruments, it is enough.

Lang Feishen really didn't expect Yuan Yuxue to be interested in this kind of student's musical performance!

However, he looked at Yuan Xuxue's temperament, and also felt that the other party was very much like a person who knew art, and his heart was relieved, thinking that he really sent it right, and he would go back and ask his roommate to rub it and thank him, and at the same time said very positively: "Of course you can, you are welcome to come, my roommate must be happy to die when he knows that you are coming." ”

He took out a ticket and handed it to Yuan Yuxue, but because Jie Zhouyan didn't speak, he didn't think about handing it to him.

As a result, he was glanced at by Jie Zhouyan, Lang Feishen was a little confused for some reason, and handed the ticket out uncontrollably.

The most important thing is that Jie Zhouyan also took it!

Jie Zhouyan, who had an extremely gloomy and fierce face, lowered his eyes slightly, glanced at the internal ticket, and the shadows that fell when he lowered his eyes seemed to have a layer of coldness, which made Lang Feishen come back to his senses and still feel frightened.

But he probably didn't know what Jie Zhouyan was thinking:

Exchange feelings.

…… Sounds ok.

After Lang Feishen finished sending the tickets, he also pulled Yuan Yuxue and them into a small group by the way, which is the group that organizes rehearsal and performance time, and not all of them are from the music department, most of them are from other majors. As soon as I entered the group, I just swiped out the notice: there is a rehearsal in the music room at half past four, and those who have time can come to play.

It can be said that it is a very coincidence.

Although Lang Feishen was really not interested in music performances, he still wanted to make friends with Yuan Yuxue, and was willing to listen to music that was not difficult to listen to, so he immediately proposed to go to the rehearsal together later. It's just that after he finished speaking with high interest, he was glanced at by Jie Zhouyan, and suddenly felt a heavy sleepiness on his eyelids, and he couldn't open them. even yawned greatly in front of Yuan Yuxue, which made him a little embarrassed.

"No, ha—I'm sorry." Lang Feishen said as he yawned again, and the corners of his eyes were foggy, "I don't know why, I'm so sleepy all of a sudden." ”

Although he still insisted on going, he thought that if he yawned in the music room, he might be kicked out, so he had to take a step back and said helplessly: "Maybe I didn't sleep well yesterday, so I went back to make up for sleep first, and I won't go, I'm really embarrassed." ”

Of course, Yuan Yuxue didn't mind and said it was okay.

Jie Zhouyan glanced at him secretly, and his tone was flat: "I can go." ”

Lang Fei listened to this, and for some reason felt a little strange in his heart, as if he had been stepped on by someone. But I felt that I was too careful, and I was embarrassed to continue to yawn in front of Yuan Xuxue, so I could only walk back to the bedroom while wiping the tears from the corners of my eyes.

…

Of course, Yuan Yuxue did not miss this opportunity.

When he came to the music room, the door was slightly closed, and the two students who were chatting saw Yuan Yuxue and them, and greeted them very friendly and warmly, and after taking a look at the tickets, they helped them swipe the card to open the door.

The music room in the Muse Building has very good ancillary facilities, and with a wide variety of high-value instruments, it's no wonder that non-majors need to apply for it.

When Yuan Yuxue and the others came to the wide concert hall in the middle, the rehearsal had not yet begun, and the students were standing there scattered and chatting, the atmosphere was very casual and pleasant, and some people laughed from time to time.

The students of the music department are easier to identify, their school uniforms are different from other majors, and they also have an extra set of performance uniforms, most of them are wearing performance uniforms at this time, lined with thin waists and long legs, and straight figures.

The girl who is being surrounded by a group of people is also from the music department, wearing light makeup and a cute baby face, which attracts the attention of most people. The students next to her all tilted their heads and listened intently to her story.

What she's telling is actually a horror story with a bit of a supernatural connotation.

"I'll talk about one more one, related to reality. Have you ever heard the rumor about the music room, which is empty in the middle of the night, and suddenly the sound of a piano can be heard. The girl said quietly.

"This legend is too old-fashioned." Her best friend complained, "And how can we have midnight, the school rules stipulate that you go back to bed at eight o'clock and go to bed at nine o'clock, thank you." ”

The others laughed and began to complain that the outrageous school rules made them live like old people, and the girls were a little anxious, "Eh, seriously, no kidding." Although the rumors I just mentioned are a bit artistic, when I passed by here before, I really heard someone playing the piano in the music room. The door was locked, and no one used it at that time, I'm pretty sure. And the door was so thick that I shouldn't have heard anything, but it was so clear that it was like drilling into my head—"

This story is a bit like a scary thing to make up, and the people around listening to the story don't believe it and laugh at her: "Liar, you have a nightmare." ”

"She's not lying." Sitting on the side, the gloomy boy who had always been silent suddenly spoke, his slightly dull eyes stared at the laughing crowd, as cold as a snake, and the blue and black under his eyes were clearly visible, "There really is." ”

"I heard that, too."

The person who was stared at by him "leaned" a little unpleasantly.

Chapter 64: Ghost School Survival Guide

To be honest, they were a little afraid of Su Qingyan.

Su Qingyan is the boy who just spoke, he got along with everyone very well at the beginning, but he was shy and introverted, and he was easy to be shy, but he had good musical talent and could still play with people. But I don't know from which day, Su Qingyan became more and more gloomy, often stunned, that expression was slightly terrifying, and he liked to shrink in the corner and stare at people, and occasionally people were noticed and looked back, which would be frightened - that gaze looked too gloomy, and perverted.

After so many waves, someone finally couldn't help this kind of watching, scolded him, and almost fought.

After the quarrel, Su Qingyan still looked weird, and it was even more unpleasant, his classmates privately slandered Su Qingyan that he might have mental problems, and also proposed to kick him out of the music performance, Don't let him come to the music room again to dislike people.

Of course, given that Su Qingyan was still here, this suggestion certainly didn't come to fruition.

Although it didn't work out, it didn't prevent others from disliking it. The content is similar to that of the baby-faced girls, who are playful and cute, and they can still tease a few words, but Su Qingyan followed and spoke, and inexplicably exaggerated a little eerie and terrifying, and they were not very comfortable listening to it, and they didn't want to deal with Su Qingyan very much.

Su Qingyan didn't seem to care about other people's indifferent attitudes towards him, but just said in a daze: "Don't you believe it? ”

A boy who had an argument with him said irritably: "Su Qingyan, you are everywhere, we don't want to see a clown and make a fool of ......"

When he spoke, Su Qingyan spoke at the same time: "I recorded it." ”

After saying this, there was a sudden silence around him.

Those music students were a little frightened, and they felt a chill behind them inexplicably. The boy who had just argued with Su Qingyan was even more stunned, looking at him in surprise, thinking of how serious this person's hysteria was, and he could say such things as the sound of a ghost playing the piano after recording.

Su Qingyan said to himself: "Do you want to hear it?" ”

No one answered him at all, but Su Qingyan nodded as if he had received some hint, took out his mobile phone and played a recording.

- I don't know if other people want to hear it. Yuan Yuxue really wants to hear it anyway.

He stood still, but his gaze fell.

Although it is far away, Yuan Desire Snow has good ears, and this distance is not an obstacle.