In this life, I will never be a scumbag again.

Finance Academy, a public classroom where literary clubs meet.

Su Zelin was surrounded by a group of literary girls and enjoyed the treatment of stars.

Ever since he boasted several times at the literary club meeting, he has become the most handsome boy in the entire club. His popularity makes other male club members envious, and they only regret that they are not as good at boasting as him.

However, because of being the manager of a digital store, Su Zelin didn't come to several gatherings. The literary girls also missed Hunzi a lot, and they were naturally overjoyed to see him return today.

Several young students are currently chatting about youth and first love, which is also the favorite topic of young people.

The gangster pretended to be attentive and listening, but his attention fell on Ding Linna beside him.

The weather in Lin'an has become warmer in the past two days. Nanazi did not wear a down jacket. Instead, she wore a long black wool coat and a dark green sweater. She looked like a female agent in the dark night, mysterious and enchanting.

"The First Minister of the Ming Dynasty"

Ordinary girls can't hold on to this kind of dark coat, but Nanazi is tall and has a cool temperament, so it looks special when paired with it.

Those round and slender legs, as straight as compasses, were dangling restlessly under the table, inadvertently "colliding" with Su Zelin.

Through the bare leg artifact, I can still feel the amazing elasticity like a taut rubber band, which makes the gangster even more absent-minded.

Nanazi and several literary girls were chatting and laughing casually, as if they were unaware.

There is a saying that goes like this.

For women, superficial men look at breasts, vulgar men look at buttocks, understanding brothers look at waists, and understanding emperors look at legs.

Legs are the fulcrum of female charm. A woman with a pair of slim and well-proportioned long legs is graceful, elegant and charming, and can instantly deprive men of their defenses.

If this kind of woman were to practice yoga or something else, hey, it wouldn’t be too exciting~~

Su Zelin understands the emperor.

In his previous life, all his women were quite tall, none of them were under 1.65 meters tall, and their legs were well proportioned.

But even if he is such a picky person, he can't find anything wrong with Nanazi's legs.

No, no, rabbits don’t eat the grass beside their nests!

I am the squad leader of the financial management class, and the most I can do is serve as the director of the Women's Federation!

The bastard forcibly stopped his mind and turned his attention back to the conversation of several literary girls.

"Su Zelin, what do you think youth is?"

It happened that a literary girl felt that he was too boring today and couldn't help but ask.

Su Zelin replied casually: "For me, youth is the stacks of novels and comics placed on the bedside, full of passion, tenderness, and soul-stirring emotions."

"It's also the locked diary locked in the drawer, which records the joy, anger, sorrow, bitterness, sweetness and sourness!"

"It's still a small poem excerpted from the notebook, either happy or sad, singing loudly when I'm happy, and crying secretly when I'm depressed!"

"We are full of expectations for the future, struggling to shed our youth, break out of cocoons and become butterflies, becoming mature and beautiful."

"Youth is short and gorgeous, shining brightly like a shooting star across the sky. Although it cannot escape the fate of falling in the end, many people will never forget that it once shined!"

As soon as he finished speaking, all the literary girls applauded desperately.

"Okay, that's really good. As expected of you, Su Zelin!"

Even Nanazi’s beautiful eyes are sparkling with color.

At first, she thought Su Zelin was bragging to fool the little girls.

But the more I listen to it, the more I tend to be brainwashed. I always feel that the gangster is quite profound.

"Su Zelin, what do you think life is?"

Another literary girl is still unsatisfied.

"Life is like a cup of coffee without sugar. It tastes a little bitter, but when you taste it, there is a lingering fragrance that lingers on your tongue; it is a journey. Only you know the hardships on the road, and only you understand the joy of passing by. Don't

If you care too much about the destination, the scenery along the way and the mood of seeing the scenery are your biggest gains; it is also a bumpy and tortuous road. Even if you fall down again and again, you have to get up and stick to your dreams. Remember, this second will not last forever.

Give up, and there will be hope the next second!"

The bastard came anyway and poured bowls of chicken soup for the soul into several girls.

This kind of thing is the most popular in WeChat Moments in later generations, especially women like to post it most.

I read a lot all day long, and Su Zelin has a good memory, so he can make it up casually.

"Awesome, so touching, it touched the depths of my soul!"

The literary girl was so moved by this bowl of chicken soup.

"What about... first love?"

Ding Linna couldn't help but speak.

She is a girl who is full of longing for love, especially first love, and she wants to hear Su Zelin's interpretation of first love from his mouth.

This time the bastard pondered for a moment before speaking slowly.

"First love is like the first time you ride a roller coaster. It's exciting. When you ride the second, third, or fourth time, you may still be excited, but you'll find that you can never get back the same feeling as the first time.

It’s a feeling I’ll never forget!”

He has the right to speak about this, because he has experienced it himself, which is quite unforgettable.

"Also, remember to fasten your seat belt and don't roll over, otherwise the consequences will be serious!"

Nanazi and a few literary girls are weird.

What he said earlier is quite reasonable.

But what the hell is Don’t Overturn that suddenly appears at the end?

……

Disishao, who was sitting not far behind him, was filled with envy and jealousy.

The few times Su Zelin didn't come to the literary club, he could still show off the literary youth and fool these literary girls.

Unfortunately, Ding Linna, the biggest target, doesn’t catch a cold.

He thought that the most beautiful girl with the best figure in the whole society was still pursuing excitement, so he imitated Su Zelin's driving and picked up pens. Unexpectedly, Nanazi became even more disgusted and complained to the gangster.

Now this freshman boy has just come back and has stolen all his limelight, which makes Di Si Shao feel unhappy.

"It's just a useless moan, just a literary youth for the sake of a literary youth!"

Literary men are sour and authentic.

After complaining like this, several literary girls were not convinced.

Although Di Si Shao is also somewhat talented in literature, they all agree that there is still a gap compared to Su Zelin.

"Senior Di, you can't say that. I think Su Zelin's words are quite profound!"

"That's right, other people's words are not nonsense, especially the explanation of first love just now. I think it is not too appropriate. It is the life sentiment of many people!"

"Senior Di, what you said is too much. We are all members of the club, how can you maliciously hurt others!"

"..."

Di Si Shao was a little arrogant, thinking that he was the protagonist after Su Zelin was gone for a few times. Jealousy also made him lose his mind and said some inappropriate words, and he was immediately attacked by all the literary girls.

These literary girls have long been fans of gangsters, so how can they allow others to slander their idols?

Su Zelin coughed dryly: "Don't blame Senior Di, my level is indeed limited, and I learned a lot of things from books."

Even so, the bastard was secretly happy.

Good job, just spray him hard!

"Isn't it normal to quote beautiful lines from the book? Su Zelin, I think this just shows that you have a profound literary background!"

"That's right, when others want to quote it, they can't think of it! Senior Di, you can't be original in every profound sentence!"

"It is not so easy to incorporate so many beautiful quotes from books into personal insights!"

"..."

Su Zelin said this, which made it even more obvious that he was broad-minded, while the literary man was small-minded and could not see the good things of others.

Di Si Shao was scolded for a while and became silent, just cursing secretly in his heart.

Mudd, they are all superficial women, without any connotation!

The literary man was a little depressed. He picked up the cup and drank a few water before he calmed down a little. At this time, he felt a little anxious, so he left his seat and walked to the bathroom outside the classroom.

This person has some kidney deficiency and likes to drink water. He has to go to the bathroom several times at every literary club meeting.

Su Zelin's eyes turned behind him and fell on the canvas bag hanging on the stool of the literary man.

There was a subtle smile on the corner of the gangster's mouth.

Well, this is the time.

"Nanazi, I'm going to the bathroom, why don't we come together?"

he asked with a smile.

"Go away!"

In response, Ding Linna rolled her eyes. Nanazi thought this guy was a bit boring and continued to communicate with the artistic girl.

Su Zelin also stood up and walked towards the back door of the classroom.

He took out a few things from his student backpack and quietly stuffed them into the canvas bag.

Others were talking loudly, and no one noticed the gangster's little actions.

When I came to the bathroom, I saw an artistic man. He was secretly hiding in the corner of the toilet, his body tilted at 60 degrees, and he looked secretive as if he couldn't see the light.

But even if he tried his best to hide it, Su Zelin could still see that his shoes were dripping wet.

Tsk, not only are the kidneys weak, but there are only three inches.

Pao Nanazi, how dare you?

Brother, can you hold it?

"Brother Di, you really need to learn how to turn pens."

Su Zelin chuckled.

Dis Shao: "?"

The literary man feels a little guilty. Could it be that Ding Linna reported me in front of this kid?

Su Zelin's eyes flashed with contempt, and he passed by him, swaggering to the middle of the toilet, leaning forward, unscrupulously.

The artistic man glanced at him subconsciously, feeling ashamed and becoming more envious and jealous.

Mad, lost to him again.

This time it was a complete defeat!

After hurriedly going to the bathroom, Di Sishao returned to the classroom as wilted as an eggplant beaten by frost.

Thinking of what he just saw, his self-esteem was severely hit.

At this time, Su Zelin passed by him and accidentally touched the canvas bag hanging on the stool of the literary man and dropped it to the ground.

"Don't you have eyes when you walk?"

The artistic man was full of anger tonight, and because he didn't like Su Zelin, he became rude in his words.

"Ah, right, Senior Di, I was not careful."

Su Zelin picked up the canvas bag, but in a "hurry", he grabbed the tail and shook out all the contents.

"Grass, are you sick?"

The artistic man Biao started swearing, and his volume increased by 20 decibels, which attracted Ding Linna and all the artistic girls in front to look at him.

Dis Shao couldn't care less.

I have already broken up with these women today. From the perspective of the literary club, there is no chance, otherwise it will be a waste of time.

He had already planned to quit the club and would never come back again, so he dropped the disguise.

"Others are also careless, why are you so fierce!"

Ding Linna frowned and came over to help Su Zelin pick up the books scattered on the ground.

"Huh?"

She soon discovered something.

In addition to the classics and literary magazines that Di Sishao brought to the cup, there were also a few unusual books mixed in.

Their covers are colorful, and without exception they feature beautiful women.

Su Zelin picked up one of the books, "Brilliant Nightlife", and looked at the artistic man with a strange look: "I didn't expect that Senior Di has such a wide range of hobbies. In addition to literature, he also likes body art."

Dis Shao looked at the magazine in Su Zelin's hand and was stunned.

A series of shocked eyes fell on him.

The appearance of something like this in a literary club is like dropping a bomb into a fish pond.

The literary man subconsciously said: "This is not mine!"

"I also believe that it is definitely not Mr. Di. Mr. Di is sanctimonious and looks like a serious person!"

Su Zelin also spoke uprightly for Dis Shao.

What a sanctimonious thing!

If you don’t know how to use idioms, then don’t use them!

Dis Shao was anxious.

Naturally, others don’t believe it either.

"This book is in your bag. If it's not yours, who else's is it?"

Ding Linna said indignantly.

It turns out that this person is a pervert, no wonder he keeps dropping his pen all day long!

The thought of being peeked under the table by such a pervert gave her goosebumps.

Su Zelin added: "Nanazi, you can't say that. Maybe someone else stuffed it into Senior Di's schoolbag on purpose! Who is so wicked? Such a person will be struck by thunder and die a good death!"

p>

You finally said something humane.

Dis Shao was still a little grateful for Su Zelin's generosity.

It's a pity that others still don't believe it.

Other people in the literary club also discovered the turmoil here, and gathered around to learn the ins and outs of the matter. They all talked about it and looked at Di Si Shao with eyes full of contempt and anger.

"Who would be so bored as to stuff something like this into his bag?"

"It must be his own. He didn't admit it even after he was discovered!"

"How can there be such a scum in the literary society!"

"You look quite polite, you know people, faces but not hearts!"

"I have chatted with him a few times, and I thought he was quite capable, but I didn't expect that he had some dirty things in his head!"

"..."

In 2001, people's ideas were still relatively limited. Even if college students were open-minded, you could just read these pornographic books in your dormitory and bring them openly to the classroom, especially in a gathering place for young people like the Literary Society. Others would

Absolutely intolerable.

In the dead of winter, Disishao had a layer of cold sweat on his forehead.

There is a big question mark in his heart.

Why did these books end up in my canvas bag inexplicably?

Although he didn't understand what was going on, he realized that he might not be able to escape even if he jumped into the Yellow River.

Moreover, the members of the Literary Society were extremely angry. Several literary youths felt that Dis Shao had insulted their holy land, and they wanted to rush up and beat him up.

"Everyone, calm down, the world's art is one family, literature is art, and body art is also art!"

Su Zelin once again stood up to speak for the artistic man.

"Senior Di just loves art deeply and broadly, not just literature. Senior, are you right?"

The literary man's heart is spinning. Even if he doesn't admit it, others won't believe it. They think he is quibbling, which will only make him angrier.

It's better to follow this guy's wishes and give up a good reason to go down the stairs.

"Yes, yes!"

Disishao nodded like a chicken pecking rice: "Human body art is also a kind of art. Many world-renowned great artists are in this field. You can't look at it with an extreme perspective!"

Su Zelin smiled when he heard this, smiling like a little fox.

Hey, are you hooked?

Then you can close the network.

"Senior Di's words make sense. I think this magazine must be full of very beautiful and poetic articles that praise the beauty of the human body!"

Su Zelin took the initiative to open it and after reading a few pages, his expression became strange.

“It’s so exciting to order twin milk!”

"Beautiful girls are cycling through a marathon naked, fighting with each other, sweating and juicing when they step on it!"

"Who would have known that the bees and butterflies in the skirt are actually men's bodies, with perky eyebrows and phoenix eyes, and a slutty attitude that is so sultry!"

"Hey, isn't this last ladyboy?"

Su Zelin coughed dryly: "I'm sorry, I was hasty. It's understandable that Senior Di likes this kind of art, but this magazine is a bit heavy-duty. Anyway, I can't appreciate it."

"Brilliant Nightlife" is known as the king of salty books in Hong Kong. It is known for being explicit and rough, so how could it possibly play with your aesthetic and poetic style?

"Ah, pervert!"

Thinking that Dis Shao was actually interested in transvestites, some literary girls screamed in fear.

"Hit him!"

The teenagers couldn't bear it anymore, so they rushed forward and beat them violently.

"Don't be impulsive, please don't be impulsive!"

Having said that, Su Zelin also took advantage of the chaos to step in.

Sorry, bro.

You asked for this!

The so-called scum has its way, how could you defraud Nanazi of money in your previous life?

Can't you learn from me, not only won't you cheat girls out of money, but you will also occasionally rescue girls who have fallen into trouble?

Scumbags like you are the scum of the scumbag world. They lower the standard of good scumbags and affect our image!

If you don’t get beaten, who will?

It wasn't until Di Si Shao was beaten until his nose was bruised and his face was swollen, and he kept begging for mercy while holding his head that Su Zelin stepped forward to stop everyone again.

The teenagers are a bit ruthless.

If the fight continues, I'm afraid someone will die.

"Senior Di, if we don't agree with each other, I think you should leave the literary club on your own!"

The bastard gave his well-intentioned suggestions in a civilized manner.

Others are not as easy to talk to as him.

"Scum, get out of the literary club!"

"I have long seen that this boy has no interest in literature at all, he just wants to come to the literary club to pick up girls!"

"I have been in the same club with this kind of person for so long, I feel sick just thinking about it!"

"..."

Di Sishao was amnesty. He picked up his schoolbag in embarrassment, even removing the magazines inside, and ran out of the classroom.

There was a young literary boy behind him who picked up a copy of "Dragon, Tiger and Leopard" and threw it over: "Asshole, bring these dirty books with you, don't tarnish the sacred literary society!"

The dragon, tiger and leopard smashed against the wall, and the coloring pages inside were torn.

Su Zelin felt a little distressed when he saw this.

Brother, throw it away gently, it’s all broken, I have to recycle it and give it back to Aping!

With this thought in his mind, the gangster said seriously: "These dirty books cannot be thrown around, as they can easily poison other students on campus. I will take them and burn them all later!"

"Well, brother is still thoughtful!"

"Especially because this incident happened in the literary club, we must handle it properly!"

"Alas, the reputation of the literary club has been ruined by such scum!"

Everyone in the literary club deeply agrees.

Since it was Su Zelin who proposed it, the task of handling several heavy-flavored art magazines was handed over to the gangster.

After this turmoil, this literary society gathering ended unhappy.

Su Zelin returned to the dormitory with a few books and stuffed them back into Zeng Kaiping's computer desk.

Then he turned on his computer, first clicked on Liqun, then logged into the BBS account of Caiyuan and posted a message.

"Shocked! A perverted man actually did this to a girl in a holy place of literature!"

……