After Marrying the School Grass

The freshmen's speeches are all cliches. If before, Jian Ran would start yawning for a minute. Now three minutes have passed, and he is still forced by spirit.

When Jian Ran realized this, she was inexplicably upset. He retracted his gaze and started playing with his phone. He can control himself not to watch, but there is no way to block the voices of two dog roommates.

Ji Yuanxi: "Ren Qinglin's looks really make people look up. Look at that face, that waist, that leg... You look at the eyes of the school girls and see the difference between grandpa Mao. I don't know if he has it now girlfriend."

Jian Ran paused at her fingertips.

Ren Qinglin does not have a girlfriend, but has a husband, so I ask if you are afraid.

Shen Zixiao: "Why do you always look at people's waist and legs? Be careful. I tell your wife."

Ji Yuanxi shook her index finger, "You know what a fart, I am called a pair of eyes that discover beauty-then where are you going?"

"Go to a place where you can't hear you."

Shen Zixiao and Ji Yuanxi looked at each other.

"Lao Ji, are you lame? You have to praise Ren Qinglin in front of Jian Ran..."

Ji Yuanxi looked innocent: "Then I will just say it casually. But no matter how good Ren Qinglin is, my love for Ranran will not diminish at all!"

For a while, Jian Ran forgot that he had sneaked in, and walked openly from the back row. Fortunately, everyone else was sitting with their backs to him, and no one noticed his existence.

Except for Ren Qinglin on the podium.

Ren Qinglin's voice paused inaudibly.

At the end of the freshman's speech, Ren Qinglin bowed slightly and walked off the stage amidst applause.

Jian Ran was about to concentrate on appreciating the speech of their elementary school bully, and when she was about to put her mobile phone away, she received Ren Qinglin's WeChat.

.R: The senior came to see me?

Jian Ranran: [No, go away, I'll ask Lao Tzu to kill you again. jpg]

.R: You stand still.

Jane Ranranran: [Your dad is at a loss.jpg]

.R: I'm gone.

Jian Ran:? ? ?

On the stage, Ke Yan stood behind the podium and began his first speech in his life.

Jian Ran raised his phone, thinking about taking a few photos as a souvenir, when suddenly he heard someone whisper in his ear: "Senior."

Jian Ran was so excited, the phone almost fell off, turned around and saw Ren Qinglin, and whispered: "Where the **** did you come from, scared Lao Tzu."

"I walked around from outside."

The corner was just so big, two big men huddled together, Jian Ran could even smell Ren Qinglin's body.

It was the smell of laundry detergent, faint, fresh, like the scent of jasmine, with a little nice smell.

Jian Ran pushed Ren Qinglin with her elbow, "Is there just this piece of land left on the earth? Stay away from Dad."

"But senior," Ren Qinglin pointed to the camera hanging in the air, "Other places will be photographed."

"Then you roll back to your position."

Ren Qinglin looked down at Jian Ran's earlobes, with a natural tone, "My position is in the first row. It's too eye-catching to go back now."

Jian Ran was speechless, "So why are you here."

Ren Qinglin shook the pot: "Didn't the senior let me roll over?"

"When the **** am I..."

Jian Ran raised her voice unconsciously, and the classmates sitting in the last row heard the movement and turned their heads to look around. Jian Ran gave a "fuck" in her heart, and took Ren Qinglin's wrist to pull the opponent off.

Ke Yan's speech continued. He spoke clearly and spoke at just the right speed. He couldn't hear him being nervous at all.

The two squatted face to face, wide-eyed, and Jian Ran's hand was still holding Ren Qinglin's wrist.

Jian Ran couldn't help complaining: "What is this? I want to see a roommate giving a speech, with a heartbeat of 180, making it like skipping classes in high school. The garbage school will close down sooner or later."

"Um...but senior," Ren Qinglin said slowly, "can you let go of my hand first?"

If you hold it down again, something will happen.

Jian Ran let go of her hand and spit out: "Lady chirps."

Ke Yan finished his speech and met with his roommates at the entrance of the auditorium.

Ji Yuanxi blew a rainbow fart, making Ke Yan so dizzy that he almost couldn't find his way back to the bedroom. Even Shen Zixiao, who has the most general relationship with Ke Yan, did not hesitate to compliment him: "Yes, my brother, your typhoon is stable enough to make your debut."

Ke Yan's cheeks flushed with excitement, "May I invite everyone to have supper?" He saw Ren Qinglin next to Jian Ran, and invited Ren Qinglin by the way.

Several people came to a barbecue restaurant outside the school and ordered more than two hundred barbecue skewers and a few bottles of beer.

The boss asked them if they want mild spicy, medium spicy, or extra spicy. Shen Zixiao said, "Jian Ran can't eat spicy."

Ren Qinglin: "Then don't be spicy."

Ji Yuanxi: "No spicy barbecue is soulless, but can you hold it?"

Jian Ran thought that it wasn't too spicy, and nodded: "Yes."

Shen Zixiao took apart the disposable bowls and chopsticks and joked, "Hey, Jian Ran, would you like to burn them with boiling water?"

Jian Ran gave him a blank look, "Are you selling insurance? Why do you talk so much."

When the skewers came up, Ji Yuanxi took a sip and he couldn't feel the spiciness at all. Jian Ran relaxed, picked up a duck intestine and tasted it.

"..."

Ji Yuanxi looked at him expectantly: "Is it not spicy at all?"

Jian Ran put down the duck intestines calmly and raised his hand to signal the boss: "Thank you, two bowls of boiled water."

Next, every skewer of barbecue that Jian Ran eats had to be boiled twice, but even so, he was still sweating profusely and his lips were reddish.

Ke Yan asked: "Brother Jian, do you really taste something like this? I'll order something less spicy."

Jian Ran said: "Don't worry about me, I don't feel spicy at all...Is there still beer? Fill it with Dad."

Ren Qinglin sat across from him, only thinking that such a senior was cute and pitiful. He filled Jian Ran with beer, and Jian Ran grabbed the glass and poured it into his mouth. Because he drank too quickly, the wine overflowed from the corner of his mouth and slid all the way to his Adam's apple.

Ren Qinglin handed him a piece of paper and said, "Senior is really not spicy at all."

Shen Zixiao: "They are all Cantonese like that."

Jian Ran took the tissue and wiped her mouth, "You're less **** map gun, I don't represent all Cantonese."

Ren Qinglin advised him: "Senior should have something else."

Jian Ran said impatiently: "I have said no."

Ke Yan was from an ordinary family, and it would cost them hundreds to eat a meal. There was no need to spend extra for his personal taste.

Ren Qinglin looked at Jian Ran's red lips and said nothing.

After finishing the skewer, Ren Qinglin said that he would invite everyone to drink milk tea. Jian Ran ordered the peach peaches, but the honey grapefruit tea he got.

Jian Ran:? ? ?

Ren Qinglin: "I seem to have a wrong memory, so the senior will just drink it?"

Jian Ran: "...Xingba."

Soon the Mid-Autumn Festival, the weather will be a bit cold in the morning and evening. When the wind blew, the heat on Jian Ran's face subsided a lot. He bit his straw and walked comfortably on the campus with his friends.

When passing by the library, they ran into Tang Tang who had just started studying. Tang Tang greeted Jian Ran openly, as if he had changed himself.

Shen Zixiao remembered his bet and asked, "Jian Ran, did Tang Tang confess to you?"

Ji Yuanxi rushed back: "I confessed, but I was very moved, and then rejected her."

Ji Yuanxi had "undercover" with girls, and he would know that Jian Ran didn't feel strange.

"Of course you don't feel guilty, I heard that Tang Tang has already walked out, and he's fighting a senior."

Ren Qinglin smiled, "Then she's pretty fast."

"Otherwise, are you still silly fufu and wait and turn around?" Ji Yuanxi said, "It's all in 9012, so who would do dog licking?"

As soon as the military training is over, it is time for the major societies to recruit new recruits.

Jian Ran is lazy, and when she was a freshman, she signed up for an e-sports club, and the club activities consisted of going to Internet cafes to play hacked games. He has been there a few times and found it uninteresting. After that, he didn't participate in club activities much. When he wanted to find someone to open a hack, he just yelled in the WeChat group.

Shen Zixiao is very interested in recruiting new recruits from the club. To be precise, he is interested in the cos sisters of the animation club. Jian Ran was dragged by him to the student square. The stalls of the major associations on the square were neatly displayed, and there were more people than the canteen during the military training. In front of the niche clubs, a freshman was surrounded by several seniors; in front of the popular clubs, the freshmen had to line up to receive a form for a written test.

Shen Zixiao went to see the young lady, and Jian Ran was called to chat with some friends from the e-sports agency.

The social friend suddenly changed the topic: "Hey Jianran, that's Ren Qinglin from your college, right?"

Jian Ran followed the eyes of her colleagues, and saw Ren Qinglin surrounded by a few senior sisters wearing Hanfu, with a faintly suppressed impatient between her eyebrows.

Jian Ran snorted softly: "Silly. Bi."

I don't know how to make excuses to run when I am trapped.

"I don't know if he can play games or not," said a member of the club. "It would be great if he can join the club. It will definitely attract a group of girls, just like you did last year."

Jian Ran said, "I'll ask him."

Jian Ran called out: "Ren Qinglin."

Ren Qinglin saw Jian Ran, and the unhappiness in his heart vanished. "Sorry, senior sister, someone is calling me."

"Then let's add a WeChat first. I will tell you the specifics of the club on WeChat."

Jian Ran urged: "Are you deaf? Why are you standing stupidly."

Ren Qinglin smiled, "I'm leaving, otherwise the senior will be angry."

Ren Qinglin crossed the crowd and walked to Jian Ran, "Thank you, senior, for saving me."

Jian Ran took Ren Qinglin to a place with few people, and taught him experience: "When you refuse them, don't grind them. What club do you want to apply for?"

Ren Qinglin asked: "Is there a Cantonese club?"

Jian Ran paused, "Do you want to learn Cantonese?"

"Ok."

Jian Ran curiously asked, "Why? You will definitely stay in Beijing in the future. It's not necessary."

Ren Qinglin said: "I just find it interesting and want to learn."

"Then you can watch more TVB dramas."

"Look, I have learned some basic terms."

Jian Ran became interested, "What would you say?"

"Hello, thank you," Ren Qinglin paused, looked down at Jian Ran's lips, and whispered: "And... I like you."