A Race to The Top

When get out of class was about to end at noon, the students' enthusiasm for attending the class was generally lacking. Ling Xiaolu poked at the book boredly, and was brewing in his heart to wait to find Ji Meng for lunch.

He suddenly realized that Ji Meng hadn't sent a message to himself until now, which was abnormal. Usually they make appointments in advance at about this time every day, from where to eat to what to eat, and even nonsense can take half an hour.

He took out his mobile phone and took a look. After realizing that the mobile phone was out of battery at some point, it turned off automatically. No wonder he didn't receive any information for the entire class.

It is a trivial matter that the phone is out of power, but Ling Xiaolu is a little bit big when thinking of Ji Meng's possible reaction. Because Ji Meng had “lost” the deer once, he was stimulated, and was very nervous in some aspects. He was very prone to gains and losses, overreacted, and feared that those who lost and recovered would disappear again.

I can't contact myself at this moment, maybe I'm thinking about things again.

He hurriedly poked at the classmate next door: "Man, hurry up, the phone is dead! Let me steal some electricity!"

The classmate happily took out his cell phone: "The cell phone is out of power and it makes you nervous."

Ling Xiaolu connected his and the other party's mobile phones to each other, and the fast charging screen was displayed on the screen, and the charge was 5% in just one minute.

"Thanks!" Ling Xiaolu couldn't wait to get the phone back and turn it on.

"Why don't you charge more? I have enough battery."

"No need, no need, this is enough!"

Ling Xiaolu opened the chat interface with Ji Meng, and there were six messages from the other party half an hour ago.

He typed his reply quickly.

Ling Xiaolu: I just found out that the phone is dead!

Ji Meng: You look up at the window.

Ling Xiaolu:?

He raised his head and looked out, leaning a familiar figure in front of him with his back against the window. At this moment, he glanced back nonchalantly, and it happened to meet his four eyes. Ling Xiaolu immediately pressed his mouth to avoid screaming.

Ji Meng glared at him and then turned back, leaving him with a cold back that no one loves.

The girls in the back seat didn't even listen to the class seriously, and the whispering voices reached Ling Xiaolu's ears.

"Did you see it just now?"

"I saw it! So handsome!"

"He has been standing for so long, is he waiting for someone?"

"I don't know, can I ask for contact information when get out of class is over?"

"You stupid, this point is outside, most of them are waiting for a girlfriend."

"I haven't heard of anyone in our class who has such a handsome boyfriend?"

Ling Xiaolu wanted to be less proud, but reality did not give him a chance.

He couldn't control his gaze and floated past for a few seconds, wandering back and forth between the podium and the window, and at the same time he flipped his fingers and couldn't stop typing.

Ling Xiaolu: How do you know that I am in this classroom?

Ji Meng straightforwardly sent a picture of Ling Xiaolu's class schedule.

Ling Xiaolu: You didn't go to class?

Ji Meng sent another piece of his own timetable, and Ling Xiaolu took a look at the physical education class.

Ling Xiaolu: You actually skipped physical education.

Ji Meng: Free activities in the second half of the class.

Ling Xiaolu: Then you can't leave the playground. I want to complain to your math teacher.

The teacher finally said the word "end of get out of class", and Ling Xiaolu rushed out of the classroom holding the things he had already packed.

"When did you come?"

Ji Meng's face was faintly displeased, but Ling Xiaolu knew that he had deliberately shown it to himself to express his discomfort for his loss of contact.

It seems that it was the person who found him in time, and there was nothing serious about it, otherwise he would be nervous again.

"When I sent a message and you didn't reply to me." Ji Meng said with a cold face, "The phone of such a big person can still run out of power."

"Forgot to charge it last night." Ling Xiaolu arched to him with a smiley face, "Such a big living person can't be lost."

"Who knows?" Ji Meng ridiculed coolly.

Ling Xiaolu heard a girl talking in a low voice behind him, turned his head and glanced at it, and it turned out that they were the ones sitting behind him during class.

Seeing that Ji Meng was not waiting for their girlfriends, the girls pushed each other to ask for contact information.

Ling Xiaolu grabbed Ji Meng's big hand uprightly, clasped his fingers intimately, and pulled him away in front of everyone.

Ji Meng was unhappy on the surface and returned to unhappy, but he let him lead without any objection.

"What are you doing so fast?"

"Afraid to walk slowly, a few more people call you husband. By the way, what do you eat?"

"Mobile phone."

"..."

"What's the use of a non-charging cell phone? It's better to eat it."

Ling Xiaolu used his free hand to pinch his waist, tick him, and do everything. Ji Meng fought hard to resist, and could take the time to use his height advantage to Hu Lu his hair.

"Ling Xiaolu! Ling Xiaolu!" someone called his name from behind.

The two who were fighting stopped, and the classmate who had just borrowed his mobile phone in class came after him.

"What's the matter?" Ling Xiaolu saw him as if something was going on.

"What are you doing so fast? I almost couldn't catch up with you." The classmate ran over and asked the same thing.

After he asked, he found the two people holding hands: "Uh...your boyfriend?"

Ling Xiaolu did not shy away from raising his hand and shook it: "Yes."

"Damn! Everyone is a single dog, and your personal problems were solved too quickly... You two started in high school?"

Ling Xiaolu took a quick glance at Ji Meng and smirked, "Online dating, the kind of heart-wrenching one."

Classmate: "..."

Ji Meng: "..."

"Really, you can take your mind." He wanted to emphasize it.

The classmate was shown innocently: "No wonder you just couldn't wait to recharge the battery. By the way, I want to inform you that our class has not organized any group activities from the beginning of school until now. We will have a dinner tonight. Now, everyone is familiar and familiar."

"I want to date!"

"You date every day. I didn't see you that you would slip away at noon after class," the classmate vomited, "Bring your boyfriend with you."

Ling Xiaolu looked at Ji Meng, not sure whether he would be willing to attend such a gathering of all strangers.

The classmates enthusiastically invited: "Handsome guy, come here, idle and idle."

"Do you want to go?" Ji Meng asked Ling Xiaolu.

"Look at you, you won't go if you don't want to go. Is there any activity online today?"

Ji Meng, a lone ranger who catches and plays with pets, can there be any group activities that he must participate in.

"If you want to go, I'll accompany you."

"That's OK," Ling Xiaolu agreed simply, "what time, where?"

"At half past six, the terrace on the roof of the second canteen, we have taken it down."

"Really rich!"

"AA's!"

"..."

"Families are free!" the classmate said hurriedly, afraid that he would change his mind again.

"...No need to pay for it! My family has money!"

Ji Meng wore a low-key dress, and he couldn't find a brand all over his body. He was wearing a five million ring in his hand, but it was a pity that most people didn't know it.

The classmate thought he was joking, but didn't take it seriously, and waved back, "Remember! Don't be late!"

"will not!"

"It doesn't matter if you are late, just don't be absent! We order meals according to the number of people in advance!"

Ling Xiaolu smiled angrily: "I will call you the money even if I don't go, I won't run away!"

In the evening, Ling Xiaolu clocked in on the top floor of the second canteen in advance. When he arrived, there were still many classmates who had not come.

The classmate who called him had arrived long ago and was busy preparing. Seeing Ling Xiaolu coming by himself, he wondered: "Where is that handsome?"

The squad leader next to his ears: "What is it? How can there be a handsome match?"

"He has evening classes and will arrive later." The meals are all self-service, and Ling Xiaolu is not welcome, grabbing a piece of cake and throwing it in his mouth.

"Hey!" The monitor wanted to clap his hand, but he was a step late. "We haven't started the meal yet, we're making the plate!"

"Hmm! This is delicious! Chestnut flavor!"

The monitor saw that his mouth was stuffed like a hamster, so cute that he was so irritating, he handed him another piece: "This almond flavor is also delicious. Come and help set the plate after eating!"

There are more and more classmates, and almost all the two classes in the department have come. Some Ling Xiaolu can be called by name, and some are just familiar with each other.

Several men and women gathered around a classmate who was wearing a trendy dress. The man combed his back that did not match his age, and his wax was so reflective that he was talking about the origin of the limited edition basketball shoes on his feet. Greasy.

"Is that also a classmate of our class? The painting style is not the same." Ling Xiaolu asked while eating.

The squad leader glanced in the direction of his vision, with a disgusting tone: "I haven't seen it? I haven't come to class since the beginning of school."

"What are you doing?" Ling Xiaolu was surprised.

"I was playing games in my dormitory, and I don't know how I got in."

At any rate, Yanda is also a 500-year-old veteran prestigious school, so everyone can get in.

"But his family seems to be quite rich. As soon as the school started, he brought several people to play games with him, and they recharged them, so he got a few attendants," the monitor could not see, "don't take other students out of harm. …Ling Xiaolu! Why are you still eating? You ate it as soon as I put it on!"

"Um," Ling Xiaolu grinned, holding up half of the shortbread that he had bitten. "Should I put it back for you?"

"...Go and work!"

Ling Xiaolu ran to help with drinks.

There are many people on the terrace. In order to prevent drinks from spilling, he dodges from side to side.

"Let's let it go! I'm sorry to let it go!"

It's a pity that Ling Bo Weibu didn't practice well enough, and he was tripped accidentally. Ling Xiaolu quickly stabilized the tray, but fortunately, it didn't spill out.

"Fuck!" someone shouted behind him, "Do you have eyes?"

Ling Xiaolu turned his head and saw that the "you head brother" shouted at himself with a look of anger just now. There was half a footprint on the snow-white limited edition vamp, no wonder he was furious.

"Oh, sorry, I didn't see it."

Brother Youtou asked, "Are you a waiter? That's how you serve your plates? Do you know how much the shoes cost?"

The person next to him teased him secretly: "This is our classmate."

"What's wrong with classmates? Can't classmates not have eyesight?"

Ling Xiaolu rolled his eyes: "This classmate, I am also helping to set up the table. Of course you can if you don't help, but please let the passage out. Don't sit in the middle of the road like a master. After all, I am not a professional serving plate. , No experience, is it?"

"You still have reason!" Brother Youtou rolled up his sleeves and pointed to his shoes. "You tell me, how can I pay for this?"

"Do you need me to bring you a wet wipe?"

"I just bought one day's shoes. Can you still wear new shoes like this when you step on them?"

Ling Xiaolule: "I stepped on your shoes, and you can't get them. Then if I kick you, do you have to throw them away?"

"Hahahaha!" The surrounding students were also amused.

"It's alright," someone came out to make a round. "It's all classmates, just kidding, wipe you with a tissue. Don't sit in the middle, there are tables over there."

Brother Youtou gave Ling Xiaolu a stern look, took the tissue from his classmate, reluctantly wiped his precious shoes, dragged his chair to the sidelines, and said, "Uncle is not relieved, uncle Just look at the dissatisfaction of the classmate not to care about him.

Ling Xiaolu didn't even bother to do "too lazy to care". There were so many cold dishes and desserts at the scene that he didn't think there was enough time to try them one by one.

In the first group gathering of the two classes, the monitors of the two classes had to come out and talk about something. In order to enliven the atmosphere, they encouraged talented classmates to show up.

At first, everyone was implicit and low-key. The monitor had to set an example. One person took the lead to sing a song, one took the tune to the Nantianmen, and the other took the tune to the Xitian Paradise. After listening, all the students seemed to ascend to heaven collectively.

The squad leader sacrificed so tragically, the others naturally let go, and more and more people responded to the call. Even Ling Xiaolu enthusiastically performed a machine dance, except for Brother Youtou’s disdainful comment, "Like a monkey playing an art." In addition to "", the response was overwhelming, and several fans and sisters were harvested at the scene.

Ji Meng only dismissed get out of class after seven o'clock. When they arrived on the terrace, the congenial students got together and chatted in groups.

Ji Meng was discovered as soon as he showed up.

"Huh? Isn't that the handsome guy at noon today?"

"Really, do you still want to contact us?"

"What do you want, he seems to be a couple with the other person in our class."

She didn't think of her name for a while, but the boy with a loud voice called it out for her.

"Hey! Ling Xiaolu! Your boyfriend is here!"

Everyone looked at the door in unison, and Ji Meng paused. The familiar scene made him instinctively want to summon the flying mount and ran on the spot.

"Is this your boyfriend?" The squad leader next to Ling Xiaolu covered his mouth, "How did you abduct it?"

Ling Xiaolu was speechless: "How can it be said that it is abduction?"

The boy immediately answered, "Yes, yes, they are the kind of online dating and out of mind!"

Ling Xiaolu: "..."

This big speaker, I would not tell him if I knew it.

There was an uproar all around, online dating rushed to see this kind of thing is romantic enough to just say it, the object of online dating is not the bald uncle or the oil-headed otaku, rounding up is equal to winning the lottery.

Luck like Ling Xiaolu, like no one wins the 99th Lotto, the prize money is rolled into a pool, and he becomes the 100th lottery user.

"Really? On what platform did you meet, I will try it too." The greedy classmate was eager to try.

Ji Meng took a step in the direction of Ling Xiaolu when he heard a girl scream from somewhere, "Husband!"

Ji Meng: "..."

Everyone's eyes on Ling Xiaolu changed instantly, from envy to sympathy.

Although he didn't speak, his psychological activities were all written on his face.

——Online dating is really unreliable. You met a scumbag.

——The scumbag must have never expected to step on two boats, both of which are tied to the same.

Ling Xiaolu hurriedly clarified: "No, you listen to me to explain."

The boy closest to him patted him on the back thoughtfully: "You don't need to say anything, we all understand. Let me help you drive him away."

Ling Xiaolu: "You misunderstood..."

Just when everyone sympathized with Ling Xiaolu, the boy closest to Brother Youtou suddenly yelled: "Husband!"