There are four general classes in the morning on Monday, with a long lunch break, and the classes in the afternoon don't start until three o'clock.
Shu Yun and Fan Shishi ate the spicy hot pot for two at lunch. After eating, his throat seemed to be covered with oil, and his voice was spicy.
Shishi is a native of Sichuan, and she loves spicy food. Shu Yun doesn't have a strong taste in food, but she is the only friend from other provinces who can accompany Shishi to eat the perverted spicy pot bottom without changing her face and heart.
Shu Yun is a native of the South, and she has a mild taste since she was a child. The reason why she learned to eat spicy food is because when she was in junior high school, her mother Ye Zhen found a boyfriend from Sichuan.
That uncle, surnamed Lu, was a lecturer at Rongzhou University.
Uncle Lu lost his wife at an early age and has a young adult son. During his relationship with Ye Zhen, he often took care of Ye Zhen's flower shop, and also tutored Shu Yun in her homework and told her some profound and interesting academic stories. Shu Yun liked Uncle Lu very much, and couldn't bear that every time he came to the house for dinner, he would accommodate the mother and daughter and eat some bland food, so he specially cultivated his ability to eat spicy food.
Later, her spicy level was upgraded from mild to perverted, but Uncle Lu suddenly disappeared.
The reason for his disappearance was a secret, a secret that Shu Yun could completely guess.
Fan Shishi handed Shu Yun a mint:
"I Diyun, why are you able to eat spicy food so well and have such a stable personality? I feel like I'm restless all the time."
Shu Yun smiled and patted her hand: "It has nothing to do with personality whether you can eat spicy food or not."
In Sichuan and Hunan, everyone loves spicy food, some are spicy, and some are quiet and steady. Similarly, in their Rongzhou, there are not a few drops of chili oil in the home kitchen restaurant, but there are many people who are irritable and crazy.
During lunch time, the Zhongyuan cafeteria, which has the largest traffic flow in the school, was bustling with people.
Song Yu complained for the 10,000th time that the heavy oil and heavy salt in the dining hall of Ningda had poisoned the health of the students. She sat opposite Chen Chi, stirred the clear soup noodles with chopsticks, and scraped out the few oily flowers.
She mentioned that Yan Nan asked her about Shu Yun's WeChat yesterday, and when Chen Chi said it was for Qiao Yue, she felt relieved from head to toe.
After drinking a sip of clear soup, Song Yu suddenly raised her eyes:
"Did you know that Yan Nan added Shu Yun's WeChat?"
Chen Chi blinked, his mouth was half open, and the food in his throat was difficult to swallow:
"He... doesn't seem to have."
After Yan Nan shared his WeChat business card with them last night, Chen Chi and Qiao Yue sent friend requests around ten o'clock, but the other party didn't respond until the early morning.
Qiao Yue couldn't sit still and asked Yan Nan if Shu Yun had passed him. Yan Nan replied indifferently - I didn't add it.
Damn it, it's weird.
The cramped look of her boyfriend fell into Song Yu's eyes. Before she could be happy that Yan Nan didn't add Shuyun, her tone suddenly hardened:
"Yan Nan didn't add it, did you add it?"
After a few seconds of silence, Song Yu snatched Chen Chi's cell phone on the dining table.
An obvious displeasure flashed in Chen Chi's eyes, but Song Yu didn't look at him. She skillfully unlocked the screen, opened WeChat, and easily found Shu Yun's light brown avatar on the upper part of the chat interface.
Her avatar is a photo of a retro film filter, and the girl in the photo looking at the sunset with her back to the camera is herself. At that time, Shu Yun was only a sophomore in high school, with the short hair required by the school, a swan neck, right-angled shoulders, and an excessively beautiful back that made this photo look like a web image.
Later, whenever Song Yu saw avatars with similar colors and similar shapes, as long as they were girls, they would be classified into the category of scheming green tea bitches.
She lowered her head and opened the chat box anxiously, her face even more livid.
Just before lunch, Chen Chi and Shu Yun chatted.
Shu Yun asked him to recommend the meals in Zhongyuan and Xiyuan canteens.
People only sent one sentence, and he eagerly returned to a small composition, from strong push, middle push to lightning avoidance, wishing to comment on all the windows he had eaten this year. The time he sent that paragraph was 10:45. It was really enough for such a long short composition during class time.
Song Yu was blown up, and the boy opposite was silently suffering with a stiff face. He felt that he had done nothing wrong.
Chen Chi had to suspect that what Song Yu was drinking was not clear soup, but chili oil.
When he first started chasing her at the end of last year, Chen Chi heard that Song Yu had a bad temper.
At that time, he felt that this girl was a real temperament.
Now, he really can't hold it anymore.
At the end of the long nap, Shu Yun was the first in the dormitory to wake up.
Lazy in the afternoon, she rarely stayed in bed for a while, lying on the pillow and brushing her phone.
Their dormitory building is outside, the balcony is separated by a green belt, facing the wide campus main road. Nearly two o'clock in the afternoon, the school road was bustling and noisy. Shu Yun propped herself up and glanced around the dormitory... Her roommates are really standard pig girls!
The phone rang suddenly, and Shu Yun quickly got out of bed and hid on the balcony to answer the phone.
In the middle and late September, the qi of the sycamore disappeared, the leaves of the sycamore were slightly yellow, and the air was filled with the faint scent of jasmine.
Her mother's voice was soft like the mist in the morning. She asked her if she was having a good time in college and whether her homework was difficult. Shu Yun replied one by one, and then Ye Zhen asked her a question that was not quite right.
"Yun Yun, do you and Song Yu... get along well?"
Shu Yun was stunned, keenly capturing the unease that her mother tried to hide.
"Fine, what's wrong?"
"Oh. Then... do you know Song Yu's boyfriend?"
Ye Zhen consciously spoke strangely, and quickly explained,
"Mom just asks casually, it doesn't matter if you don't tell me."
Shu Yun's heart suddenly tightened. She was so smart that she realized almost immediately that there was something in her mother's words.
Something must have happened at home.
Shu Yun's voice became dry:
"Mom, did Xu Meilin take someone to the store to make trouble again?"
There was a long silence on the other end of the microphone.
"Silly boy, what nonsense are you talking about..."
"Mom, don't hide it from me."
Shu Yun's knuckles turning white as he held the phone, "She must have come to the store to make trouble, what did she say? Saying that I seduce Song Yu's boyfriend?"
Ye Zhen: "..."
Most recently, at the end of last year, Xu Meilin and her old sister broke into Ye Zhen's flower shop, smashed flowers and glass products, and scolded Ye Zhen for being shameless in seducing her husband.
At that time, Shu Yun was preparing for the college entrance examination, and Shu Peng took the initiative to invite his ex-wife out for dinner to discuss the problem of his daughter's sprint before the exam. An ordinary meal, I don't know how Xu Meilin found out. She pretended to be submissive and pleasant in front of her husband, then turned around and rushed into Ye Zhen's flower shop to beat, smash and abuse, scaring the guests away without saying anything. Zhen had to close the store for a week.
With her toes, Shu Yun could imagine her ugly face and the vicious words she had heard countless times.
"The family is not well-bred, and having a daughter with a primary school diploma is also a white-eyed wolf. I eat my family's clothes every day and think about my family's property. It's my mercy to give you a bite to eat..."
"The mother and daughter don't know whether they are selling flowers or meat, and they don't know how many characters. Just because they look like foxes, I don't know how many men have been deceived. I feel dirty buying your flowers, and I still want a flower art studio? Now? The old man is so brainless to cheat money, don't get kicked again, why don't you close the door early and get out..."
Ye Zhen's educational level has become a shame tattoo branded on her body, and everyone can blame it.
When she was a child, her family was poor, and she dropped out of school to work before finishing junior high school. In her early twenties, she worked as a maid in a flower shop and met Shu Peng, who was a doctoral student at the time.
Shu Peng was fascinated by her beauty. Ye Zhen was famous for her beauty. There were many men chasing her at that time. Shu Peng was not from the best family background. Coupled with Shu Peng's handsome appearance, he quickly won the heart of the beauty.
After Ye Zhen became pregnant, the Shu parents who had been opposed to this marriage finally nodded helplessly. Ye Zhen successfully married into a scholarly family. After marriage, she took care of the family full-time.
However, after graduating from Ph.D., Shu Peng went to work in a foreign company with high salary and high workload. When he came home to face his wife, he wanted to express the anguish in his chest and to discuss some topics discussed by people at his level to relax his mind. His wife could only With her beautiful eyes wide open, she asked him embarrassingly:
"Husband, what do you mean by what you just said?"
Her Mandarin has a southern mountain city's curled tongue and a nasal accent. When Shu Peng first met, he thought this soft tone was very cute, but after a year, two, and three years of marriage, he became more and more unaccustomed to this articulation. Indistinct country accent.
Xu Meilin came to Shu Peng's company by air when Shu Yun was three years old and served as Shu Peng's direct boss. She is the same age as Shu Peng, a returnee from a famous school, speaks fluent American English, has a fashionable brown wavy hair, delicate and decent makeup, famous brand all over her body, and exudes a noble capitalist fragrance all over her body.
Insert the above conditions into the time program, and the subsequent plots can be automatically loaded and output.
After marrying Xu Meilin, Shu Peng's luck improved. His promotion was like riding a rocket. He quickly surpassed his current wife and became a Greater China executive of his foreign company step by step. , the whole family appreciates and spoils her even more.
However, Shu Peng didn't know until now how arrogant and vicious his current wife's inner face was under her bright skin, and how vicious and contrived words could be uttered by those bright red lips that recited romantic love.
Not only did she not allow Ye Zhen and Shu Peng to communicate normally, but what was even worse was that she could not see Ye Zhen and Shu Yun getting along well. With Ye Zhen's beauty, even if she divorces her daughter, it is still very popular. However, all the men who Ye Zhen is willing to date will inexplicably alienate them after a period of time, including Uncle Lu from Sichuan who loves spicy food.
Shu Yun clenched his phone and stood quietly on the balcony facing out. The cool autumn wind blew across his face and carried a lock of soft hair.
Her mother is a typical bad person, who dares not step on ants, but God never favors good people.
Xu Meilin was disgusting to the core, and her daughter Song Yu was not a good thing.
And I can be worse than them.
After coming to this school, Shu Yun has actually done nothing.
That time in the basketball hall, Chen Chi took the initiative to approach her, and he also took the initiative to add yesterday's WeChat.
Song Yu turned her head to face Xu Meilin, and even to Shu Peng's arrangement, Shu Yun didn't care, but when they bullied her mother, Shu Yun absolutely couldn't tolerate it.
She wants to ruin them, and let everything they cherish disappear like ashes in her hands.
It's hard, but not impossible.
There were electives on Wednesday night, and the students on the school road were in a hurry.
Yan Nan came back from outside the school, wearing a pure black shirt and trousers, which made his eyebrows light and cold.
He parked his car in the open-air parking lot downstairs of the administration building. There were falling leaves from the plane trees, and the strong wind blew leaves and rain. He walked back to the dormitory through it.
At the entrance of Zhongyuan No. 12 dormitory station, on the sidewalk near the fruit shop, a beautiful girl stepped on the curb, pinched a string of long cantaloupe in her left hand, and slowly gnawed it like a field mouse.
She also had a bag of cantaloupe hanging from her elbow, holding a red and blue leaflet in her right hand, her expression slightly ecstatic.
Not far ahead, several fast-moving boys suddenly slowed down.
Yan Nan watched them as if he were watching a play.
In the short distance in front of Shu Yun, they walked for more than ten seconds, their voices suddenly increased, and their movements were exaggerated several times.
However, Shu Yun's eyes were empty and scattered, like a cold robot, unaware of everything around him.
Walking in, Yan Nan saw clearly that the flyer in Shu Yun's hand - the Ningzhou University Internet Marketing Competition - was a school-level competition sponsored by their business school.
He didn't even realize that he had slowed down his pace, like those monkeys jumping in front of the goddess.
Of course, it was impossible for Yan Nan to jump.
The cold robot surnamed Shu didn't notice him at all.
Yan Nan walked to the courier station next to the fruit store. While queuing up to pick up the courier, he declined the WeChat friend invitation of a brave elementary school girl.
Returning with the express box, Yan Nan's eyes settled quietly.
The cold robot surnamed Shu has been resurrected, with peach blossom eyes full of vitality, and is greeting his roommate Chen Chi warmly.
The girl handed over the marketing competition flyer in her hand, and the two chatted happily.
Yan Nan trotted past them and returned to the dormitory.
A few minutes later, Chen Chi kicked open the dormitory door like a monkey jumping up and down.
"Yannan, do you want to eat cantaloupe?"
He pulled a cantaloupe string from the bag, his eyes lit up,
"The school flower sister bought it. It's so sweet that it kills people."
Yan Nan faced him, like a falcon with wings, his whole body was cold:
"I don't eat cantaloupe."
Chen Chi bared his teeth.
Cantaloupe is so sweet that some people don't like it?
He turned to the next dormitory, came back a few minutes later, the cantaloupe had disappeared, and his clothes and hair had been rubbed in a mess.
Chen Chi excitedly said to Yan Nan:
"Eldest young master, your public relations department is not doing well today. A post with your name appeared on the forum for an hour and a half, and it hasn't been deleted yet."
Yan Nan didn't look back: "What post?"
Chen Chi: "A post discussing the match between you and the new school beauty Shu Yun. There is also a voting procedure in the post. Onlookers can vote to choose 'a good match' or 'not a good match'."
Yan Nan hummed two words from his throat: "boring."
"It's quite boring. We were all in the next dormitory just now, and all of us thought this post was very stupid. Why should we give Sister Shu a good match? So we all voted for a bad match."
Yannan:......
How many Lalang matches are you blind?
Yan Nan's dark-brown pupils sank, he opened the campus forum without changing his face, and logged into the forum account that he had not used for nearly a year.
He casually read the two floors in the post, and happened to run into the Shaolin Temple Huhua Army of the Mathematics Department.
【Department of Mathematics Huhua Great Wall Army 1 No. 01: The school girl is Dumei, the greasy local tyrant, the eldest young master of the Golden Academy, please go out and turn left, and by the way, take the hundreds of bad breath fans upstairs to post. Everyone is relatives, so why bother to tie up a school flower with a stamp on it? If the top forums want to touch porcelain, they won't find your master to block the word, do you want to delete the post and silence it? Tired of not loving. 】
[Mathematics Department Huhua Great Wall Army No. 102: No. 101 is so strong, at first glance it is a professional fan circle. This scrap iron straight man can only remind one thing: Do you think it is appropriate for the sister of the gods to come in with a donated building? 】
The eldest young master of the greasy local tyrant Jin Academy?
**Master of blocking words?
Donated the building?
The Yan family did donate the building to Ning Da, but Yan Nan was also admitted in the 8th grade, with a top 1% professional grade point. Could it be that he also donated the national scholarship last academic year to himself?
The eldest young master's eyes dimmed, his long fingers swiped, he turned directly to the voting procedure floor, and resolutely chose "a good match".
The system pops up a prompt:
[Confirm to cast this vote? The current voting result ratio: 98% for a poor match, 2% for a good match]
Click to confirm with your fingertips, and the voting program is refreshed.
A prompt pops up again on the phone screen:
[Sorry, this vote failed, the post you viewed has been deleted by the administrator. 】
Yan Nan: ?