Don't Be Afraid, Senior, I'll Protect You

"Wang Dachui!"

Luo Ye and the other three rushed into the dormitory and shouted Brother Zhui's name.

Wang Dachui, who was immersed in a certain two-character game, trembled, obviously frightened.

"Trenching? What do you mean?"

Wang Dachui jumped off the bed and looked at his three adopted sons with an arrogant expression.

"Hey, you still know how to go back to the dormitory. If you don't know, you might think you have forgotten me."

Hearing this, Luo Ye walked over, hooked up with Wang Dachui, and said with a smile: "How can that be possible? Brother Zhui's position in 515 is unrivaled."

"It's good to know. Here's what I want."

"it's here."

Shen Qiao took out the chicken drumstick rice and placed it on Wang Dachui's table.

"Not bad... Huh? Where are my chicken legs? Mr. Sun, who ate my chicken legs?"

His sharp eyes swept over the three people in front of him.

The expressions of the three of them changed. Luo Ye was not good at lying, and Li Haoyang was a straight man.

Only Shen Qiao said seriously: "Hammer, you know, the stray cats in the school have no mothers. To you, this is just a chicken leg, but to them, this is a delicacy."

(Stray cat: so? Where are the chicken legs?)

"I do not believe."

"You're right if you don't believe it, the chicken legs are here."

Li Haoyang finally couldn't bear it anymore. He took out a small box and placed a chicken leg and a lion's head in it.

"Brother Chui, it's hard for you to stay alone in the dormitory. I'll reward you with the lion's head."

Seeing this, Wang Dachui showed a moved expression.

"You, you... are so touched."

He wiped the corners of his tearless eyes and began to eat.

After the afternoon practice, the weekend passed like this.

It's a new week. Starting from this week, the learning atmosphere of Jiangda has been upgraded to a new level.

Because it will be December soon, and in more than a month, the final exam will be held.

If you don't study, you will fail the class.

The freshman debate competition also started this week.

Only those who have seen an activity like a debate know how interesting it can be.

At that time, in the freshman debate competition venue, the first row of judges will be the cadres of the student union, led by Liu Jianglai, and ministers from various departments will be there.

The second row is the freshman student union, responsible for grading.

Only in the finals and semi-finals will there be an audience at the school leadership level. For this first round of competition, at most one counselor will come.

Therefore, Chen Xiongjian will come when the debate begins.

For him, the palms and backs of the debates between the two computer science majors were full of flesh.

But he hoped that Computer Class 1 would win.

After all, the school beauties are all here, and they will be well served in future competitions.

But the second class is not a fuel-saving lamp. Everyone is rushing to be first, and no one wants to be eliminated in the first round.

Participating in a debate means wearing formal attire.

So the day before the debate, Luo Ye and others came to the mall to rent a formal uniform.

Luo Ye had already seen the senior sister in formal clothes, but he didn't even know what he looked like in formal clothes.

When I came to the suit shop and saw them, the waiter came up to me and said with a smile: "Are you here to customize formal suits?"

"No, we are renting clothes."

"Rent."

The waiter led several people into the store and said, "All the clothes here can be rented. You can try them out first."

The price of formal attire is not cheap for students, ranging from a few hundred yuan to thousands or even tens of thousands.

But they are only a freshman, so even buying a formal suit is not a big deal. After all, it will be a long time and they may need it in the future.

If it costs a few hundred yuan, I'll just bite the bullet and buy it.

For example, Xu Xiaojia didn't even bite her teeth, so she bought a set for 3,000 yuan.

Although her own living expenses were not that much, she mentioned it to her family and her father transferred money to her.

After all, Xu Xiaojia's father was a slave girl. Because she passed the exam in Jiangcheng, she bought a small apartment near Jiangda.

In the end, only Shen Qiao rented one, while Tang Enqi bought one.

But Shen Qiao didn't care, he was so handsome, even wearing the cheapest formal clothes, he still looked very elegant.

When the four people walked out of the store in formal attire, they looked absolutely stunning.

Everyone will feel that their temperament has improved to a higher level when they wear formal clothes for the first time.

But to passers-by, this is not the case.

When people passing by saw them, they all moved away from each other, as if they had seen some plague god.

Seeing this, Xu Xiaojia asked doubtfully: "What's going on? I think it looks pretty."

"Maybe you think we are a pyramid scheme."

Shen Qiao sighed.

After the four returned to school, they were already looking forward to the debate competition the next day.

And Luo Ye came to the teacher's apartment wearing formal clothes.

After entering the door, the first thing I heard was Su Youcai's meow.

Then Luo Ye saw the slightly surprised eyes of the fairy senior sister.

Su Baizhu stood up and walked to Luo Ye. She looked at Luo Ye from top to bottom, then nodded and said lightly: "Not bad."

"Really? I was really shocked when I came back. I felt like an insurance salesman."

Hearing this, Su Baizhu turned around and returned to the sofa, then crossed his legs and looked at Luo Ye thoughtfully.

"It's a bit like that."

After hearing these words, Luo Ye lowered his head and felt as if the clothes on his body had thorns.

"It's just that the clothes look similar, but the person is still very handsome."

Being praised by his senior sister, Luo Ye scratched his hair and smiled.

The decisive factor in what formal attire looks like is the environment.

Wearing formal clothes on the street does look like selling insurance.

But if it were a debate, it would be different.

Su Baizhu was looking forward to seeing his junior brother appear in the debate competition.

"Senior sister, tomorrow is the first round of the debate. Do you want to come and watch?"

"Do you want me to go?"

"Of course I do!"

"Yeah, okay."

Su Baizhu agreed.

But seeing the fairy senior in front of him, Luo Ye couldn't help but recall how the senior looked when he was drunk that night.

It's hard to imagine that these two manifestations could appear in the same person.

Noticing his strange gaze, Su Baizhu frowned and felt uncomfortable all over.

What is this expression?

She glanced at Luo Ye and asked, "Is there anything else?"

"Senior, do you think you are cute?"

Su Baizhou:...?

She looked at Luo Ye doubtfully.

Many people think she is beautiful, but few use the word cute to describe her.

So...why does the junior think she is cute?

Did something happen that I didn't know about?

Seeing that the fairy senior sister was lost in thought, Luo Ye smiled without any trace, then walked into the room and took off his formal clothes.

After changing into casual clothes, he went downstairs with his senior sister to buy groceries and then make dinner.

After dinner, the two of them worked in their rooms.

Then say good night to each other before going to bed.

It's a very ordinary day-to-day life, but every day with each other is very fulfilling for them.