Ask for the blessing of Chinese peppers to foreigners, Instructor Huang from the Roaring School gave up his pick and quit.

If you don’t do it, you won’t do it, no one will try to keep it.

The baby from Class 5 of Chinese wished he could sing the national anthem to celebrate.

To be honest, being an instructor would be quite a failure to do his job.

No matter what level the students are talking about, it is not a good thing. However, the news that Instructor Huang was beaten up spread among the freshmen. No one sympathized with him or her, and she was still applauded.

It’s not that the student has no conscience. Who told him not to look like a senior from the National Defense University, but more like a draqueen who graduated from the Central Academy of Drama :)

As a member of the group beneficiary group of this group club, Ruan Qiao decided to endure the night of the night.

After all, after seeing Chaotianjiao's force, she had no other way except to tonification.

This gang fight caused a lot of sensation at Nanjing University.

Before the school officially started, freshmen who speak Chinese to foreigners were collectively on the white list.

Ruan Qiao's eyes stopped at the top of the list "Lin Zhan".

A girl passing by also stopped to look at the white list, and Ruan Qiao heard them discuss in a low voice.

"Isn't Lin Zhan the Mingsi of Nandao Dao? He's very arrogant."

"Every term of the International Department is so arrogant, but Lin Zhan is so handsome. There are many girls from the Academy of Fine Arts who talk to him about it."

"That's normal, no one likes handsome guys? Alas, it's up to us to get food, it's all our business."

Lin, Zhan.

Ruan Qiao squinted her eyes and looked for a while, her three roommates were also on the list.

Not a power-saving light...

Ruan Qiao finished reading the white list and went back to bed.

Before the door opened, I heard my roommate playing games.

"I fuck this idiot Lu Ban, the god of god is mentally retarded. The idiot gave three people the heads at the beginning. Fuck, he really impressed these elementary school dogs!"

Ruan Qiao silently took out the key and pointed it at the keyhole.

As soon as I entered the room, I saw the big waves of Chen Yangyang sitting on the table, stepping on a stool, swearing in his mouth, and his hands were constantly moving.

Ruan Qiao had just walked in two steps, and Chen Yangyang raised his voice and shouted, "This idiot is reasonable, nocan is fucking capable!"

Li Huajuan's little soft girl on the bed opposite also lowered her head and focused on her phone. She was playing games and still comforted her, "Sister Yang, don't bother with him. Come and play the game, and come to the middle lane to play the Resurrection Armor!"

Seeing that they were so attentive, Ruan Qiao did not disturb him and silently returned to his bed.

She turned on the computer, scanned the large Weibo post to leave messages, and then switched to a private account. The homepage just happened to reveal the new Weibo post from Zeng Jiashu.

jasonzjs: Little lamb girl’s birthday, just come together for a party, happybirthday/rose

There are three pictures attached to the Weibo text, one photo of a party, one photo of a birthday cake, and the other photo of him and the lamb girl.

This Weibo post has a positioning: stanforduniversity

As soon as Ruan Qiao finished reading it, her phone kept wailing.

Best friend Su He called.

As soon as the phone was connected, Ruan Qiao could feel Su He's anger approaching the critical value. The anger seemed to be burning along the signal. She silently pulled her phone away a little.

"Jojo! Zeng Jiashu is a fucking 24k pure bastard! Do you look at his Weibo? Take a look! Other women's birthdays have nothing to do with him, what's the fun to do if he wants him to join in! Why didn't he post on Weibo a few days ago? What do you mean by this?"

Ruan Qiao hurriedly covered the phone and looked back. Fortunately, the two of them were addicted to games and didn't pay attention at all.

She held her cell phone and got up and went to the bathroom.

After closing the door, she whispered to Su He, "I read his Weibo. It was his student day. Everyone gathered together. He reported this to me."

Su He asked, "Report? Then why didn't he make any noise on your birthday? What did he give you?"

What did you give? Not delivered...

As soon as Ruan Qiao closed her eyes, she made up randomly, "You know, I don't like showing my love... That, he gave me something and a scarf, which was from Burberry."

Su He just couldn't stand Zeng Jiashu, and he said something about complaining, "I'm crazy now, Nancheng is so hot to send scarves, I'll talk to you..."

Ruan Qiao interrupted, "Okay, okay, I have to go to have a meal. I have to play songs for military training in the evening. I won't talk about it now."

She hurriedly finished speaking and hung up the phone directly, not giving Su He a chance to complain again.

Looking at the mobile phone interface that jumped back to the main screen, Ruan Qiao exhaled, her mind a little confused.

What she knew was that Su He was not optimistic about her and Zeng Jiashu.

In fact, Ruan Qiao is now beginning to doubt whether this relationship will have a result if it persists.

Her boyfriend is far away from home and can't even remember her birthday.

Even though I found many reasons for him, I still felt lost.

Back at the seat, the conversations buzzed in my ears about roommates playing games. Ruan Qiao took out the account book and started writing a diary silently.

***

In mid-September, the sun is still scorching.

The sunlight cuts through the dormitory building and falls on the trees in front of the building. Half of the leaves are shiny green and half quiet and deep.

Military training finally ended, ending on a Saturday.

The school has a good plan, so I will give you a day to adjust your status on Sunday and start the formal class next Monday.

Most of the freshmen who have been trained for half a month in military training choose to lie in the dormitory for one day to maintain their health.

Of course, this "mostly" does not include the small urging people from the International Department.

They didn't train much at all, and the final military parade was loose and loose, like prisoners parading on the streets. How could they be tired of military training?

But this is how it is. They have to go out to party and celebrate the end of the military training.

When Ruan Qiao heard her roommate discussing "I am finally liberated and going out for a party", she was full of questions in her mind. Wouldn't your conscience hurt?

Of course, these little ladies probably don’t have such conscience.

Ruan Qiao thought again, it would be better for them to go to a party, just as the rumored Central International Department is keen on not returning home at night, so she can sleep peacefully.

At seven o'clock in the evening, the little peppers in the dormitory and the other little peppers in the dormitory formed the pepper troops and went out for fun.

Ruan Qiao heard this and said that they seemed to go to dance, then take a barbecue, and then go all night to play mahjong and play billiards.

That's really great.

She felt that the air in this dormitory was about to be much fresher.

However, it was not time to sleep, and Ruan Qiao was not idle either. She packed up her clothes that she had not washed in the past two days and washed while listening to music.

God may think that this day's rest is too luxurious for her, and it is absolutely impossible to do it without any effort. After washing her clothes, she found that the drain pipe was blocked.

Ruan Qiao rubbed her hair and looked at a basin of foamy water, and she was very irritated.

But there was no other way, the toilet was blocked during the day, and no one came to the door after the repairs were reported.

She had no choice but to pick up the basin and go to the laundry room to pour water.

Just as she walked out of the dormitory and turned right, the boy who lowered his head and pinched his nose and ran into him with a sluggish step.

Ruan Qiao could not avoid it, and a basin of dirty water was lifted up by the boy's movement of raising his hand, and it was all poured on him, from head to toe.

“…”

The off-white foam dirty water flowed along the hair to the white t, and even the pants and shoes were all wet.

He could no longer see his whole body.

This sudden change made her a little panicked and embarrassed. Ruan Qiao opened her eyes and apologized, "I'm sorry, I didn't mean it."

The boy didn't speak.

This kind of quietness is a bit inexplicable. Ruan Qiao subconsciously looked up and went to see the boy being splashed.

Just when she looked up, she was a little stunning.

The boy's face looks very nice, his skin is cold and white, his jaw connects to his neck, and his lines are smooth.

At this time, water was dripping down along his jaw. He wiped his face, his Adam's apple rolled slightly, and his slight expression of raising his eyebrows and tugging his lips all gave him the handsome feeling of the male protagonist of the comic.

Lin Zhan…?

Ming Temple, Nandao Road?

White-skinned pepper?!

Didn't go to the party?!!

Ruan Qiao looked at his face, but his attention was unconsciously attracted by his linen hair.

Actually, I was taken care of during the military training and it looked pretty good.

But at this moment I was wet with water, like a dirty mop on the verge of scrapping.
To be continued...