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Chapter 10 Sick Jiao ① 10 I didn't chat with girls

Wen Jinhuan was wearing trousers and skate shoes, and there were some marks on the black trousers, which she fell and scratched while practicing skateboarding.

Zhou Yuqiang bent down, and patted her trousers with his bony hands. The black made his hands extremely white, and he patiently patted the marks on the trousers.

"It's okay, I have to practice in a while, I just wear black on purpose, it's resistant to dirt, how can I be smart."

Wen Jinhuan shook his trouser legs, not caring if it was dirty or not.

"Our family, Wen Jinhuan, is the smartest." Zhou Yuqiang straightened up after finishing, and he hooked the corners of his mouth.

"..."

Wen Jinhuan's face turned red instantly, it was really hard for her to think that the cold male god would say such an emphasis, especially the traces of doting in his eyes.

After drinking the milk tea, Zhou Yuqiang was urged to go back by the phone, Wen Jinhuan asked him to go to work, but he still insisted on sending her back to the dormitory.

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Wen Jinhuan is a favorite, but he often falls and can only skate on flat ground, and he has to learn tricks if he wants to play tricks.

For this reason, she also worked hard on learning to skateboard.

Usually there is nothing to do in the club, and everyone can enjoy themselves. At first, the freshmen who joined in the freshman class were very excited, and then gradually, the training was only warm and joyful.

On this day, Wen Jinhuan was half hunched over, his legs gathering strength, ready to jump and spin around on the skateboard.

"Boom—" the skateboard landed, and Wen Jinhuan kept his balance.

"Wen Jinhuan, are you practicing alone?"

At this moment, the door was pushed back, and a boy walked in. He had light brown hair, and the blue diamond earrings on his ears shone like stars, revealing the aura of a trendy boy all over his body.

"Hi, President." Wen Jinhuan raised her head, put one foot on the ground to stabilize her figure, and raised her hand to say hello.

The president walked in, "I see that this movement is relatively unfamiliar to you, let me teach you."

Wen Jinhuan hurriedly refused, "Ah, the president doesn't need it, it's too troublesome."

The president said: "Small things, I have time, I don't have classes in the afternoon."

The president is a senior in his junior year. Except for the club meeting and recruiting day, Wen Jinhuan actually rarely sees him, let alone talking and training with him.

The president took her to practice for a while and explained some techniques to her.

With human teaching, after a while Wen Jinhuan was able to maintain his balance and smoothly turn over on the skateboard.

"You try to slide up that slope, and then come down again."

The president pointed to the slippery slope in the training room and told her to skate.

"..."

Wen Jinhuan was apprehensive, the top of the slope was one meter high, and the distance was not very far. However, he still had to slide to the top, turn around and slide down again, and Wen Jinhuan had never tried it before.

So when the president said it, she had a look of embarrassment on her face.

"Don't be afraid of falling. When you think about falling, you will be afraid. If you are afraid, you will not be able to skate well. So learning to skateboard is not afraid of falling. If you want to learn fast, you must experience falling."

The president looked at her expression and said a few words of comfort, "I'll watch you from behind, don't be afraid."

Wen Jinhuan held his breath and concentrated, made full preparations, and rushed over with a strong wind.

"Click" "Boom—"

The skateboard hit the top of the slope, and Wen Jinhuan lost her balance. Without any accident, she fell and rolled down the slope.

The president quickly ran to her side and helped her up.

"Are your feet okay?" The president checked her ankles, and wanted to squat down and roll up her trousers.

Seeing this, Wen Jinhuan hurriedly stopped, "Don't, don't, I'm fine, President."

The president didn't force it, and even took a step back, "Apart from the feet, do other places hurt?"

Wen Jinhuan said in a mischievous tone, "It's a small thing."

The president stood next to the slope and explained to her, "It is not necessary to go up to the top of this slope for the first time. You can take your time and push your feet little by little. When you feel that you can, you can rush again. If you have time Just try more."

"After trying this slope, you dare to try the bar on the ground. Although the height is only [-] to [-] centimeters, it is difficult for you beginners, just practice more."

"Thank you, President, I see."

Wen Jinhuan lifted the skateboard, put it in her place, and clapped his hands.

"President, I'm leaving first."

Today is the dinner time for the dormitory people, and Yan Yijing also came back from the neighboring province.

Because it was the first time to formally go outside for a party, and it was since college, breaking through the cage controlled by teachers and parents, everyone played a little recklessly tonight, and finally started drinking.

Wen Jinhuan advised from the side: "Just have a drink, everyone, don't get drunk."

"It's rare to be happy today. Let's have dinner together, so we won't get drunk!"

"it is good!"

"Yi Jing is right, the opportunity is rare!"

"Come, don't go home if you don't get drunk."

A few of them have already started to toast and clink glasses.

Wen Jinhuan was the only one left.

"Huanhuan, you have one too." Yan Yijing filled it up for her, picked it up, and brought it to her hand, "Here you are."

Wen Jinhuan had a drink with them, took a sip, and then put it down, she wanted to take care of these people.

As a result, several of them got drunk, and Yan Yijing was the worst, drunk and dizzy.

He fell on the table, waved his arms, and muttered to himself.

"Bullshit Lu Mingyi, I'm still chatting with other girls when I have it, I'm so mad!"

"Sooner or later, my mother will kill Lu Mingyi alive to let him know the fate of cheating."

"Lu Mingyi..."

Wen Jinhuan approached worriedly, heard her words clearly, and was a little surprised, why did Lu Mingyi cheat?

Could it be that the M system is also wrong?

As if hearing her voice, the M system spoke for the first time.

[The M system will never fail. 】

"..."

Wen Jinhuan slandered a few words to herself, and the next second Yan Yijing began to sob softly, and she hurriedly asked for clarification.

"What's wrong, Yijing."

"Huanhuan, uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu>

"Oh, okay, don't cry, don't cry, I'm here." Wen Jinhuan hugged her, patted her back rhythmically with his hands.

Wen Jinhuan's white short sleeves were soaked with tears in a short while, and the dark color stuck to his shoulders.

When the other girls saw this, they all looked dazed, and then hugged them together. The scene of five or six people hugging together was really eye-catching, and people who were eating supper all turned their eyes over.

At this time, they no longer cared about their external image. Yan Yijing's usual male behavior set an example, and crying like this today made everyone feel distressed for no reason, and some people started to cry.

Wen Jinhuan in the middle was one head and two big, surrounded by hugging her and crying, she was even afraid that her white top would turn transparent after a while.

The crying statement clearly surrounded her ears, but it seemed to be enlarged and enlarged in her mind.

Scalp tingling.

"Okay, don't cry!" Wen Jinhuan gritted his teeth.

Everyone stop immediately.

Only Yan Yijing hiccupped and sniffled.

"Please explain clearly what happened between you and Lu Mingyi."

"That scumbag Lu Mingyi cheated, woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo."

Yan Yijing pursed her mouth and wiped her tears, her eyes were red from crying, which was very lovable.

A flash of distress flashed in Wen Jinhuan's eyes, and she asked sharply, "Who has he cheated on?"

"I don't know." Yan Yijing said, "I saw him chatting with other girls on his mobile phone."

"..."

The drunk man couldn't explain clearly, so Wen Jinhuan had no choice but not to argue with her, and asked after she sobered up.

In the end, Zhou Yuqiang was called to come over to help. Six girls squatted on the main road, each with a miserable appearance, as if they had experienced something.

When Zhou Yuqiang arrived, he saw this scene. The cold street lamps illuminated it, adding a bit of loneliness.

Yan Yijing saw Zhou Yuqiang, pointed at him and said, "Scumbag."

Wen Jinhuan explained: "That's Zhou Yuqiang."

She didn't listen, and pulled Wen Jinhuan, "Huanhuan, let me tell you, a man is just like that. He eats from the bowl and misses the pot. There must be other girls chatting on his phone."

"..." Wen Jinhuan concluded.

Seeing Zhou Yuqiang's approaching figure, she quickly pulled them up, "Okay, get up quickly, and go back."

Zhou Yuqiang just cared about her and asked her: "Have you drank?"

Wen Jinhuan shook his head, "No. They were drunk."

Zhou Yuqiang frowned, his dark eyes darkened, "What's wrong with the clothes?"

Wen Jinhuan couldn't laugh or cry, "It's all their tears."

The clothes are wet, the wind blows over, and the skin feels a little cool.

After sending them back to school safely, Zhou Yuqiang took her to the downstairs of the girls' dormitory.

"I didn't chat with other girls."

Wen Jinhuan was startled, knowing that he had heard what he just said, she laughed: "Then I don't know."

"I can show you the phone."

Zhou Yuqiang took out the phone and she said, "The password is your birthday."

It was her birthday, and Wen Jinhuan was pleasantly surprised.

She said proudly, "I don't watch."

"..."

The two looked at each other for a while, and Wen Jinhuan took the initiative to say: "Go back and rest early."

The next day, when Yan Yijing woke up from a hangover, Wen Jinhuan sat on the head of her bed, dressed up in a suit and asked her to explain the matter clearly, what happened to her and Lu Mingyi.

Yan Yijing explained that she went to see him during the weekend and found that he was chatting with other girls on her mobile phone. Yan Yijing asked who he was. relationship, but Yan Yijing just didn't believe it, so she bought a ticket and came back that day.

Wen Jinhuan directly dialed Lu Mingyi's phone in person, turned on the speaker, and asked him to tell the whole story.

Finally, Yan Yijing asked her if she could delete that senior, and he promised that he could.

The brief friction between the two passed.

It was getting colder.

Wen Jinhuan was training in a sweater, and now she dared to rush to the top of the slope.

It has been two months since the university, everyone's studies are getting better, and some people have become busy.

Busy club, busy studying, busy competing.

Zhou Yuqiang is preparing for a mathematical modeling competition recently, but he will still accompany Wen Jinhuan.

One day, Zhou Yuqiang asked her to send the USB flash drive that had left her place to the library.

Wen Jinhuan arrived and saw their team members. There was a girl among them. That girl had long, smooth hair, she was gentle and demure. It made people see that she had nothing to do with mathematics. Instead, she was an artistic beauty.

But the girl looked at her differently. Based on the girl's sixth sense, she was very unfriendly.

Especially when Zhou Yuqiang greeted her and opened her original stool for her to sit on. When the girl saw it, the tenderness in her eyes disappeared, only jealousy remained.

Zhou Yuqiang didn't introduce Wen Jinhuan to everyone. Apparently, only the girl present didn't know Wen Jinhuan. Several boys were Zhou Yuqiang's roommates.

(End of this chapter)