My Girlfriend is the Cutest in the World

This is the anti-theft chapter. When the purchase ratio is insufficient, there will be 　　 "The ones in Class 1 of China World Trade Center are just idle."

"..."

Su Lin was silent for a while.

After a while, he nodded: "Okay, I change my clothes."

401 dormitory is in the finance class.

In the first half of the semester, their physical education class happened to be lined up with the people in the International Trade class. The two groups played basketball a few times and felt that they were evenly matched. After a semester, they were quite familiar.

At four or five o'clock in the afternoon, there are very few sports at this time. Most majors either have club activities or public classes.

The basketball court was very empty, the two teams played heartily, and in the end they didn't count any points, just playing.

Stopped until the meal.

After Su Lin drank a whole bottle of water, the international trade class forward came over to tease him, "Brother Lin didn't see him this summer, how can he play even more fiercely."

It's either a interception or a dunk or a three-pointer.

Su Lin had just finished playing and was in a good mood.

He twitched the corners of his lips, sweat trickling down the corners of his forehead, his tone was neither salty nor light, "It's you."

"..."

Several big boys were chatting and going out on the court. When passing by the cafeteria, Su Lin's footsteps were slow.

He narrowed his eyes and settled in one place.

Right in front of him, the tablemate of his elective course was turning towards the cafeteria, holding the hand of the girl next to him.

She didn't change her T-shirt or half skirt, except that she added a beige knitted jacket on the top, her long black hair hanging down, and her exposed calves were white and slender.

The whole person looks very soft.

Luyuanyuan and the people around him entered the cafeteria talking and laughing.

Seeing her, Su Lin remembered the time two hours ago.

After he was asked a question, the book she quickly pushed over had two lines written on it.

"Choose 1

2 means sorry"

Well understood answer.

He has good eyesight, and her handwriting is clear, and she can understand it with just a glance.

After answering in this way, Yan Chuan asked him to sit down and announced the end of get out of class.

Luyuanyuan took back the notebook and began to pack the schoolbags.

Because he lowered his head, the hair blocked part of his face, and he could see her long eyelashes shaking with the blink of an eye.

He asked her, "What did he ask just now?"

Lu Yuanyuan had a pause when he was about to stand up.

Then he sat back in his seat, black eyes looked over, with a serious expression: "What he asked is whether to use pardon or désolé when asking for directions."

"..."

What to use And what?

It may be that the doubts on his face were too obvious, Lu Yuanyuan opened his schoolbag again and took out his notebook.

She turned to the first page and pointed to a line, "These are these two words. Pardon means excuseme in English, and désolé means sorry or expressing regret, so pardon is used to ask for directions."

Because of school, the people around were noisy. Although the voice was still soft, she could see that she was working hard to amplify the volume to tell him.

I tried so hard that my face was slightly red.

-

Several people were sweating after playing basketball, and went back to the dormitory to take a shower before going to eat.

Coming out of the canteen, the boss and the second child walked in front, Qin Fang and Su Lin behind them.

Seeing that there is the dormitory in front of him, Qin Fang was in high spirits, "Eating two more chickens tonight will be the trump card."

"Brother Lin," Qin Fang hooked up Su Lin's shoulder, "I will rely on you for a while, behave well."

In the first few days of school, several people spent time after dinner in the stimulating battlefield, which was very regular and fixed.

Unexpectedly, Su Lin pulled off his hand and said faintly, "No fight tonight."

Qin Fang was stunned.

Then asked: "Are you busy?"

"Ok."

"What's the matter?"

"go to the library."

"...Huh? Why are you going there?"

"Reading."

Qin Fang was taken aback again.

A few seconds later, he hooked Su Lin's shoulder again: "Brother Lin, this is not funny, what book do you still read in your mind? Go back to eat chicken quickly."

"Eat it yourself." Su Lin pulled down his arm again.

Qin Fang looked at him, a little unresponsive.

He believes whoever goes to the library.

But the one in front of me, freshman or two semesters, went into the library several times during the review at the end of the semester, and was forced by a few of them to help them review the topic.

and.

Su Lin has very few hobbies, so he plays games.

In the big evening, what library do you want to go to if you don’t play games?

Why is he so unbelievable, Qin Fang.

"No..." Unknowingly he walked downstairs to the dormitory, Qin Fang saw that he still didn't mean to enter the dormitory, and said again, "Are you really going to the library?"

"..."

Su Lin didn't even bother him, and went straight forward.

"Fuck me." Qin Fang screamed while standing there, catching up with him a few steps, and asked: "That's fine, then can you tell me what you are going to study in the library?"

He really didn't believe it.

Hearing this, Su Lin stopped and was silent for a few seconds.

Then he glanced at him and said, "French."

Qin Fang: "..."

***

The school schedule at Luyuanyuan is very regular.

There are professional courses on Monday, elective courses on Wednesday, and public courses on Thursday and Friday.

Professional courses are held in a fixed classroom in this class with the least number of people. Elective and public courses are not necessarily mixed with which majors, and the classroom has to go back and forth.

"Yuanyuan."

On Thursday afternoon, when the two were walking on the way to the next classroom, Lin Qian suddenly called her.

Lu Yuanyuan tilted his head: "Huh?"

"Do you remember that we both reported to the club before?"

"Ah, remember."

During the military training last week, there was a club recruiting activity. During the break, there were often three or two senior sisters and seniors to do publicity. She was almost dizzy at that time, and Lin Qian was confused when she listened to everything she discussed.

I just remember that in the end it seemed to be a music club.

"Didn't I fill in the registration form for both of us? I only kept mine on the phone. I just received a text message saying that I can go for an interview at 5pm."

...Interview?

Lu Yuanyuan said in doubt, "I want to enter the club...Is there an interview?"

"Of course!" Lin Qian explained to her: "Although the club has a lower threshold than the student union, it can't be entered by filling out a form."

She nodded: "Okay, let's go to get out of class."

The last class is over, exactly four thirty.

Lin Qian has a very good sense of direction. In half a month, she touched almost all the places where College C students often go, confirmed the location, and found the designated teaching building within a short time.

The interview site is in the underground lecture hall.

With the elevator ding, the two walked out.

The classroom door facing the elevator exit was open, and a sign was erected at the door, saying "Music Club Recruitment".

Behind the sign, along the wall, lined up a corridor of people.

The two walked to the back of the line.

Not long after standing, someone came over with a stack of documents and asked them their names. Then they found the registration form and sent them to them.

Luyuanyuan just wanted to talk to Lin Qian——

An unusually shocking song came from the classroom.

It is a high-pitched, powerful and powerful female voice.

Luyuanyuan listened in silence for a while and found that she was singing "I Love You, China".

The people inside didn't sing for a long time, but the echo reverberated back and forth in the corridor on the first floor.

She lost all that confidence.

This girl sang so well, it was exactly the same as the bel canto songs she had heard in the spring evening.

Lu Yuanyuan retreated to his heart.

If all the people who come for the interview are of this level, don't be ashamed of her...

After the singing stopped, there was a lot of noise and whistles in the corridor.

"Cici..." Lu Yuanyuan poked at the people around her, "Otherwise I won't go in for the interview, I will wait for you outside..."

"..."

Lin Qian was tentatively trying to see which big brother was such a break, when she heard the soft words of Lu Yuanyuan.

Turning around, I saw her frowning slightly and her big eyes wet.

Lin Qian felt that if she were a rabbit, her ears would have been drooping now, the kind of sloppy.

"Puff." She was amused by her own thoughts, and stretched out her hand to smooth the silky long hair of Luyuanyuan twice, "This kind of talent is still a minority, and we can definitely get through it."

"but--"

Lin Qian calmed down again: "Don't worry, I checked it in advance. This is a round of interviews. The main part is singing. The musical instruments are all coming and going. The second round will go to the music classroom for interviews."

Before filling out the registration form for military training, she specifically asked if the Luyuan Garden would have any musical instruments. Lu Yuanyuan almost agreed without hesitation, and she only signed up for them.

Because according to the reliable post bar, people who can sing or some kind of instrument are basically good at music clubs.

When Lin Qian was in line, she came out within a few minutes of entering, and gave a cheering gesture to the deer park.

Lu Yuanyuan nodded at her, took his own registration form, took a deep breath and entered the classroom.

Only the first row of people sat in the huge classroom.

Three people, two men and one woman.

After saying hello, she introduced herself, and the boy in the middle took the lead to speak: "I think what you have ticked in the registration form is... good at musical instruments, right?"

"Ok."

"What instrument will you use?"

"Harmonica."

"..."

Ok?

Qin Fang naturally felt that he had heard it wrong.

He recalled the pronunciation of Lu Yuanyuan just now, and tentatively said: "Is the piano?"

"No, senpai," the girl in front of me shook her head, with a serious face and a firm voice, "I can play the harmonica."

"..."

It’s been a year since I joined the music club. Qin Fang is now also a vice president. He has interviewed many students, and he has never seen Hulusi.

But this is the first one. The talent is the harmonica.

Isn't this a musical instrument? Yes.

Isn't this talent? It seems to be too.

He didn't know how to react.

"Well, then, classmate, wait a moment, your situation is special, let me ask our president."

Qin Fang greeted the two people next to him, and immediately went to the back of the classroom to call President Su Da.

President Su took a long time to answer, his voice was low and dumb, with a deep sense of fatigue, "Who?"

"The person who allows you to sleep peacefully in the dormitory." Qin Fang gritted his teeth a bit.

When interviewing this kind of thing, I didn't see any club president who didn't show his face. One of his vice presidents sat all morning and afternoon, and his buttocks were numb.

Su Lin didn't feel guilty at all: "Farts, let them go."

"..." He endured it.

Qin Fang didn't forget the business: "Brother Lin, isn't it a talent to play the harmonica? Can I live it?"

"...What are you blowing?"

"Harmonica."

"..."

There was silence for a while.

The voice that followed was impatient: "You **** ask me too? Don't you know?"

Hey, listening to this tone, it must be no more.

Also, their company has to do performances every year, such as solo instrumental ensemble, harmonica...however, it seems impossible.

"Eh," but Qin Fang was still dissatisfied: "Why are you so irritable? It's not easy for me to see a little girl coming to sign up."

"Sneez." There was a sarcasm that President Su Da was used to, "Which **** is this?"

As soon as he spoke, Qin Fang's spirit came to him: "Don't tell me, the family is good-looking, the last name is quite special. The last name is deer, not land, but the deer of Xiaolu.

"..."

There was strange silence over there.

Su Lin suddenly asked him: "Full name?"

"Deer Park."

After Qin Fang finished answering, he said in confusion: "You ask this for--"

"Forget it," said suddenly over there.

"……what?"

Su Lin's voice was completely sleepy: "You **** ask me, of course the harmonica is forgotten."

"...?"

"She passed, you let her participate in the second round of interviews."

Qin Fang: "......???"

Before he could react, there was another sentence.

——"You won't need you for the second round, I'll go face to face."

But now, because it was too troublesome to change, Su Lin sat next to her after the exam, which was tantamount to losing their usual positions.

After sitting next to the aisle for only half an hour, she felt a little uncomfortable.

"Senior," Lu Yuanyuan turned his head and whispered to the person on the right: "You usually sit here, so many people look at you?"

"..."

Su Lin paused, raised his eyelids and glanced at what she said "so many people".

His tone was casual: "Well, they are idle, don't worry."

"Oh..." Lu Yuanyuan nodded, "I just think it's a bit strange..."

The "Yeah" in her words was slightly prolonged again, with a slight complaint in her tone, and the ending was soft and waxy.

Su Lin's heart tickled.

It might be because of the test that Lu Yuanyuan didn't seem to have any focus on listening to the class. After speaking with him, he took a pen and unconsciously wrote and painted on the notebook.

He took advantage of the trend to read her notebook.

A few words in black, very eye-catching:

[Oh, so annoying! o(^｀)o】

"..."

Su Lin almost laughed for a moment.

He looked away and pretended to cough twice before suppressing the smile.

Lu Yuanyuan turned around after hearing the sound, "Senior, are you uncomfortable?"

"No."

Just finished speaking, I don't know what's wrong, his throat is a little itchy, and he turned his head and coughed twice.

Upon seeing this, Luyuanyuan suddenly took out his mobile phone from the hole in the table, and was sneaking up under the table.

Su Lin turned around and saw her typing on the Baidu search interface, poke the keyboard letter by letter, but could not see what she was searching.

A few minutes passed.

"Senior, look!" Lu Yuanyuan's low voice was a little excited.

She switched her mobile phone to her right hand, turned the screen brighter, and moved it between the two.

Baidu: [Soy Milk Cough Relief]

[Does soy milk relieve cough? -An expert online]

Q: Can drinking soy milk cure cough?

Answer: "Hello, drinking hot soy milk can cure cough. Soy milk with rock sugar..."

——Li **** Deputy Chief Physician x County Hospital of Traditional Chinese Medicine

Lu Yuanyuan took back the phone, and his **** eyes were serious: "Senior, you see, soy milk can relieve your cough, you can drink it quickly."