Chapter 93

"No!"

Following An Ting's extremely unwilling cry, he appeared at the entrance of the school's canteen that night.

The second grade of senior high school has not yet started, and the evening self-study of the third grade of senior high school has not yet ended. Only the freshmen of senior high school are active nearby, but as mentioned earlier-the canteen is located near the dormitory for the first year of senior high school girls.

In this special geographical location, there are mostly girls around.

"Hey, I can lose this..."

An Ting looked at his "cloth" and was a little speechless. He was cheap, why did he make cloth? Now it's all good, and he's going to the canteen to buy m towels.

Whether in the previous life or the present life, An Ting's love history is very strange.

He has had many girlfriends, but he has never given his heart.

Before his father passed away, he had been in constant love affairs. He never tried to curry favor with a girl, because the other party would come to him, like a 24-filial boyfriend, he had never been a boyfriend.

"Drink more hot water" - this is a sentence he often says.

So at this moment, it was the first time for him to buy an M towel, and he was under a lot of pressure.

Forget it.

A manly man, willing to gamble and admit defeat.

By the way...I'm not really a game black hole, am I?Why have you lost games recently?

An Ting had no other choice but to go into the canteen, "Keep a low profile, buy a pack and run away as soon as there is no one around."

This is a good idea.

Taking advantage of the small number of people, the voice should be quieter, and the movements should be more secretive and smooth.

Unexpectedly.

When he took a step forward, a strange and energetic voice suddenly appeared behind him, "Meow~"

An Ting looked back subconsciously, and she saw Qiao Liang, the cat girl who had been in the same row with her, as expected. The boy said with a straight face, "Do you think I will respond to your meow?"

"No fun~"

The evening self-study is over. This girl seems to have just taken a shower. She changed into a T-shirt, red basketball pants and small slippers, and matched with a little wet short hair. With the blessing of 1.7 meters tall, she is very rusty.

The whole body exudes the fragrance of sweet-scented osmanthus.

Amidst a burst of rustling, there was another dull hair embellished, adding a touch of restlessness.

The first time we met at the Internet cafe, this girl was wearing a red peaked cap; the second time we met at the slope, this girl was wearing a military training hat; it was only after a while that An Ting noticed Da Mao.

The girl's bright eyes turned, feeling An Ting's strange eyes, she smiled brightly, and said, "I see you have been standing here for a long time, why is that?"

"Are you watching me?" An Ting asked strangely.

"I ran into a boy who looked down on me on the school road. After all, I am an adolescent girl, so I would definitely care. Is this explanation reasonable?"

"Forehead…"

One sentence left An Ting speechless.

While bringing up the old things again, he turned against the guest and placed himself in a higher right to speak.

Followed by.

The girl stood in front of An Ting with her hands behind her back, looking harmless to humans and animals, and said, "Do you still owe me a word?"

"What?"

"Apologize..." At this point, the girl paused, waved her hand again, and continued: "Don't worry, I'm not the kind of unreasonable girl. Last time you were careless in the toilet of an internet cafe, and it was also the first time I encountered that kind of chain lock. It's careless, I can understand, but... you always look at me, shouldn't you apologize?"

Speaking of this, the girl tilted her head, just as the lights from the school road fell on her body, as if it was a holy light, and the whole person was like an angel.

Reasonable, holy and flawless.

When An Ting heard this, on the one hand, he felt that it was really reasonable; on the other hand, he felt a little emotional - it was the first time he met such a sensible girl when he grew up.

In that case, I do owe this girl an apology.

"Then... I'm sorry."

"Well, I accept it. Do you want to introduce each other? Let's get to know each other... It can be said that we don't know each other."

Hearing this, it was An Ting who blushed a little on the contrary. It's shameful that a reborn person like himself doesn't have the air of a fifteen or sixteen year old girl. He sorted out his emotions, introduced himself, and said, "My name is An Ting, and I'm in Class One, Senior One."

As for No.1 in the senior high school entrance examination, I won't emphasize it.

Qiao Liang is a person who does his own thing, doesn't pay much attention to the outside world, and doesn't even know what Anting's background is.

"My name is Qiao Liang, you can call me Xiaowai, Class 13, Senior One... Oh, by the way, you didn't even answer my question, what the hell are you doing here?"

An Ting answered truthfully.

I just feel that the soles of military training shoes are too hard, so I want to buy M scarves as insoles.

Just a little embarrassed to go in.

What Anting didn't expect was that in the next second, Qiao Liang showed a reassuring smile and said, "Then...then let me buy it for you. I'm a girl, it doesn't matter."

At this time, the boy realized that he was confused.

Since I am too embarrassed to buy it, I can find a girl to help me.

dull.

"I'm sorry, I'll give you the money."

"OK~"

Before leaving, Qiao Liang gave An Ting a very playful wink and walked towards the canteen.

Looking at this girl's glorious back, An Ting felt a little guilty. He originally thought that this girl was a troublesome character, but he didn't expect that he thought too much. Not only was she generous and decent, she was also willing to help others.

Well, the next thing I have to do is - wait.

While An Ting was waiting at the entrance of the canteen, Qiao Liang, who was standing at the checkout counter at the door of the store, suddenly looked back, thinking of something, and shouted at the young man, "Hey, what brand of M towel do you want? Daily use or night use? Ultra-thin or thick?"

At that moment, An Ting stared at the girl with wide eyes, small eyes, big confusion.

He tried to pretend he didn't know each other, looked around, but didn't respond.

Unexpectedly.

Qiao Liang put on a harmless, innocent look, squinted his eyes and smiled, and said, "That tall blond boy over there, An Ting from Class One and One, which brand of muff do you want? Daily use or night use?"

At this moment, almost everyone nearby looked at the boy with strange eyes.

An Ting realized that he had been tricked.

This nasty girl... no wonder I have to introduce myself...

Thinking that he couldn't just be tricked like this, An Ting refused to be outdone, and said loudly, "Qiao Liang from Class 13, I'll share the same brand with you. What do you use, what do I use!"

As soon as this word comes out.

There was another strange look around.

Sure enough, it played a certain anti-armor effect, Qiao Liang blushed, walked into the store silently, and carefully selected.

Anyway, with the help of this girl in various senses, An Ting still got two packages.

This girl was so bad that she didn't even want plastic bags, she just held two bags and stuffed them into An Ting's hands on the spot, letting him take them all the way back to the dormitory.

Before leaving.

Qiao Liang added another sentence: "I'm using this brand, and it's quite comfortable."

An Ting was completely defeated at this moment, he had no choice but to take two packs of M towels and walk back to the boys' dormitory openly. It was mainly summer, and he was cool and there was no place to hide these things.

As he walked, he felt the burning gaze.

"Hey…"

……

The first day of senior high school registration is August 8; the first day of senior high school is early August.

While the freshmen were tortured to death by the military training, the senior seniors who started school a month earlier seemed to have found a way to reduce stress and entertain themselves.

That is to watch - to watch the military training in the first year of high school.

It's wrong to gloat, but it works.

No matter in the morning or in the afternoon, every class break, there are always high school seniors sightseeing near the military training site, and some even bring snacks, cold drinks, and even fruits, as if watching a big show.

In front of the freshmen in military training, Guangming eats and drinks.

Highlight a value that attracts aggro.

Apart from the seniors who are gloating at other people's misfortune, there are also some people who have completely different thoughts, that is, to look at handsome boys or beautiful girls.

During breaks, basically every class's military training place is surrounded by many senior high school students.

There were a lot of onlookers in Class One, Senior One, and they came here especially for the name.

The boys are for Song Ci, the legendary No. [-] in the high school entrance examination, with both talent and beauty; the girls are for Anting, who are famous for their gimmicks.

Most people just look at it.

However, there are always one or two bold people.

It should be the fifth day of military training, after three o'clock in the afternoon, the sun was shining brightly, and the trees were dancing in the shadows. The freshmen of class one and one were resting on the basketball court. A senior senior gave Anting water, which caused quite a commotion.

There is one thing to say, people who dare to express their favor in public are more or less confident. If this confidence is not blind, then this person must be good.

This senior is very good, a very beautiful glasses girl.

An Ting did not refuse, but said thank you.

only.

The moment he took the water, An Ting sensed a burst of sight. Looking back, he happened to meet Song Ci, who was a little upset. The latter was not jealous, but was afraid that An Ting would return to the promiscuous state of junior high school.

An Ting's hands had already touched the water bottle, it would be impolite to stop, so he accepted it anyway.

actually…

Song Ci is not uninterested, on the contrary, she should be the one who gets the most conversations. From time to time, senior seniors in high school come to ask her for contact information, all of them are handsome guys, but they are all rejected.

Song Ci is not the iceberg girl in the novel, she should be more neutral and cold towards reality. She is perfectionist and will not isolate people. She is very good at dealing with people and has a good relationship with anyone.

However, when it was time to refuse, the rejection was decisive.

Furthermore, she has no intention of falling in love at this stage.

What's interesting is that before Song Ci refused when facing senior high school students, she subconsciously had a thinking pattern - comparing the boy in front of her with An Ting.

This is actually a very normal way of thinking. Brothers and sisters become your bottom line in choosing a spouse.

You are not even as good as my brother, how can I like you?
And this time.

A high school senior named Chen Xu walked straight up, causing a commotion. He was 1.8 meters tall, with a well-proportioned figure, wearing a pair of metal black-rimmed glasses, clean and elegant, handsome and handsome, walking with a warm smile, walking in the sunshine of August, like the protagonist.

This is a school grass-level character.

The voices of the surrounding high school seniors are endless.

"Look, that's Chen Xu from the science class in the third year of high school."

"Not only is he good-looking, but he is also a top student. I remember that he was the fourth in the city to get in..."

Chen Xu didn't hesitate, and went straight to the point. Under the amazed eyes of everyone, he walked up to Song Ci confidently, hoping to get a contact information and make friends.

When An Ting looked at Chen Xu, what Song Ci once said subconsciously appeared in his mind - the expectation for the other half.

Handsome and handsome, sunny and clean, excellent and strong inside and outside, tough and courageous.

This boy...how can I say that he fits the first two...

An Ting was really worried.

However, without hesitation, Song Ci politely refused, "I'm sorry..."

The scene was awkward for a while.

……

this afternoon.

After the military training was over, An Ting and his friends went to the canteen for dinner.

Bao Weiwei asked about this matter, "Song Ci, doesn't that boy meet the standards you once said? Even if you don't know it inside, it won't do much to add a QQ!"

Song Ci replied proudly: "I am fourth in the high school entrance examination, and I am second..."

Everyone rolled their eyes, feeling that Song Ci was too demanding.

"Then... Isn't An Ting the only person who meets your standards? He is number one!" Gao Fei complained.

Song Ci glanced at An Ting across the way, and said with a slight smile, "It's just right...don't think about anything, just study hard in the next three years, we can't do it anyway."

An Ting was amused by her.

(End of this chapter)

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