My 1991

Hearing this, Lu An frowned.

In his impression, the girl in front of him was a very smart woman. Today, she suddenly asked two over-the-top questions in succession...

Something doesn't look like her.

Could it be that she really had some leverage?

Otherwise, it doesn’t make sense?

Lu An did not rush to answer the question, but asked: "Why do you ask that?"

Jiang Wan seemed to know that he would answer this question, so she stood up calmly and took out a stack of letters from her bedroom.

He said: "Shanghai Medical University will send you a letter every half month. Judging from her beautiful handwriting, it should be a girl.

I was thinking, what kind of girl can be so persistent?

What kind of motivation keeps her so persistent? "

With that said, Jiang Wan handed Meng Qingshui's letter to him: "Lu An, everyone is not stupid. Don't tell me that this is your friend, and don't tell me that this is your sister. And I know that your sister is still in high school. You're still in your first year of high school at Longhui No. 1 Middle School, right?"

Luan took the letter, glanced at it and put it on the table, looking at her.

Jiang Wan handed over another letter: "This is a letter from Peking University. It should be a photo, and the handwriting is still written by a woman."

Lu An took it again and was a little surprised to find that it was Liu Hui who had disappeared for a long time.

Don't ask him how he recognized it. They had been in close contact with each other for so many years in their previous lives, and Liu Hui's handwriting had turned to ashes and he could pull it out at a glance.

He was a little happy inside, but he didn't show it and continued to put the letter on the table.

Jiang Wan looked at the three letters still in her hand: "These are all letters from women, but they should be from NTU."

After that, Jiang Wan pushed the last three letters in front of him: "I know, I shouldn't ask this question, but I have too many doubts, and Huang Ting loves so seriously, I am always worried that she will end up falling into pieces. .”

Lu An asked calmly: "Only based on these letters?"

Jiang Wan said: "Isn't it enough?"

Lu An leaned back and said relaxedly: "If that's the case, then let me ask you, if not a hundred boys are pursuing you now, there are probably eighty. Can I define you as half-hearted?"

Jiang Wan was silent and asked later: "Does Li Mengsu like you?"

Lu An shook his head: "Ah! You are so ignorant to ask this. Don't say I don't know. Even if I know, even if she really likes me, as long as she doesn't confess, I will always treat her as a good friend."

Jiang Wan stared at his eyes for a while, then sighed and said, "Actually, I had a guess from the beginning that Li Mengsu likes you, and I believe I am definitely not the only one who has such a guess.

I'm still thinking: The reason why you didn't deliberately distance yourself from Li Mengsu was because you were going to Su Mi? "

Seeing that he was about to argue, Jiang Wan didn't give him a chance to interrupt: "Don't deny it in a hurry, you may not think or do this deliberately, but it is like this subconsciously.

Do you still remember what I told you about your falling in love with Su Mi at first sight in the library? I saw that scene, and I kept it a secret for you. "

At this point, Jiang Wan paused and continued: "Actually, I can completely understand your falling in love with Su Mi at first sight. If I were a well-off boy like you, I would still be moved. This is human nature's instinctive yearning for beautiful things. , the closer the capital is to her, the more excited she will be, which is not wrong in itself.

But Ating is already one of a kind. I sincerely hope you treat her well. "

The two looked at each other for a long time, and Lu An always had a strange feeling. He always felt that the woman in front of him had not finished what he said, and what she did not say might be the reason that drove her to talk to him about this matter today.

But the hardest thing in the world is to be confused.

Lu An did not ask deeply, but just said quietly: "Before Huang Ting came to me, I told her: I am not a good person.

But now she follows me without hesitation, and I am her man. "

After finishing speaking, Lu An took a stack of envelopes, stood up and left.

Jiang Wan stood up and walked him to the door personally, watching him go away.

After dinner, Lu An returned to the dormitory and found that no one was there, so he simply opened the letter.

Regarding Qingshui's letter, Lu An could recite the process in two steps:

First, he will introduce his life and study situation, and also tell him about his various experiences in studying medicine.

The second is to express personal feelings.

Lu An wrote a reply. The content was not much, but it was quite complete. Except for the matter of Sister Qingchi and Huang Ting, everything else was mentioned.

In fact, he doesn't reply every time. It depends on his mood. If he is in a good mood, he will reply. If he is in a bad mood or busy, he will selectively forget it and at most make a phone call afterwards.

And Meng Qingshui has a little daughter's mood. Compared to the phone call, she prefers Lu An's reply, saying that this can preserve her youth. This is the testimony of the two.

After replying to the letter, Lu An took a sip of water, and then moved his eyes to Liu Hui's letter.

This registered letter came quite suddenly, making him a little disappointed.

It stands to reason that based on his understanding of Liu Hui, when other women appear around him, she will use the disappearing technique and will not contact him again.

So this is...?

He reached for the letter, opened it, and found that there was only a photo inside, with no letterhead.

so disappointed.

Could it be that this girl is the woman that he will never get in his lifetime?

The messy thoughts flashed away, and Lu An looked at the photo. It was a military training photo. His skin was a little tanned, his air bangs were gone and turned into a rare ponytail, and his military cap was pinned on his left shoulder. With a sweet smile in his eyes.

Looking at this smile, Lu An seemed to see a real person. Scenes from his past life appeared in his mind one by one like a movie, which made him very emotional.

After looking at it for a long time, Lu Anxin flipped to the back on a whim. Sure enough, there was a line here: Thank you Mr. Lu for the photo.

Mr. Lu.

It was a very familiar but unfamiliar title, and he instantly realized: last time he sent a photo to Wu Ying, Wu Ying must have sent it to Liu Hui in his own name, so the girl also sent a photo to return the favor. Favor.

To return a favor, Lu An put the photo back into the registered envelope and began to read the last three letters.

As Jiang Wan said, these three letters are from NTU.

It's just a little surprising that they were written by the same person, but the dates of the letters in the footnotes are completely different. The first letter was written in October last year, or during the National Day holiday.

this.

How long has Jiang Wan been suppressed?

Or maybe this girl suppressed it for a long time and then mustered up the courage to send it to him all at once?

The problem is, since you are so affectionate, you signed your name and drew a red maple leaf in the lower right corner.

Damn it! Just hide and seek, how will I know you?

With a curse, Lu An put his right hand together, put all the letters on the table into the drawer, and locked it.

He didn't plan to reply to Liu Hui's letter, and he didn't know how to reply?

So that's it, Yigulu climbed into bed and planned to lie down and relax for a while.

Wasn't Huang Ting catching up on her sleep? When she fell asleep at this time, she might just have a dream about mandarin ducks and butterflies.

It's a pity that imagination is always beautiful, but reality is so unsatisfactory.

Before the bed was warm, Li Yiran led Zou Qiang and Tang Min into the dormitory and pulled him up.

Li Yiran exclaimed exaggeratedly: "Dear mother, our business school freshmen singing competition is tonight. Brother Lu, as the squad leader, why are you still sleeping in the dormitory? Everyone has gone to the small auditorium, how can you have the nerve to hide and sleep?"

Is there a singing competition for freshmen?

He rummaged through his memory, and it seemed that he had informed the class about such a thing, but he forgot about it and went outside the school for a busy day.

Lu An ignored these two idiots, but smiled and said to Tang Min and Zou Qiang: "You don't go to the Three Treasures Hall for anything, who are you two?"

Tang Min, the president of the student union, is a cheerful person and talks about the purpose straightforwardly: "Lu An, get up quickly. There is still a heavyweight judge missing in the singing competition. You can fill it."

Things happened so suddenly that Lu An was a little confused: "Me? I'm a freshman like everyone else. It's not good to be a judge, right?"

Tang Min said: "In terms of singing ability, let alone the business school, no one in the entire NTU can compare with you. What's wrong with you? Who would disapprove of you? Let's go, don't be humble, Lu Kerr and I They are all half-assed, but with you in charge, I will be more confident."

In this way, Lu An was pulled to be a judge in the process of pulling and pulling.

I thought it was a small singing competition, but I didn't expect that the small auditorium was full. At a glance, it was full of people.

When he walked from the back to the front row, he saw people from the two classes of the management major, as well as all the members of the 301 girls dormitory.

Looking at him walking over, Xiao Yating's eyes were filled with light, as if Lu An was a walking RMB.

Xiang Xiu asked: "Lu An, have you signed up for the competition?"

Before Lu An could speak, Tang Min from behind interrupted: "What kind of competition is he participating in at this level? He is a judge."

After saying hello to Ye Run, Su Mi, Li Mengsu, Chen Ying and others, Lu An went to the first row of the judges' bench without stopping.

Lu Kerer handed him a list of participating singers and explained the scoring rules in detail: 6 judges, remove the highest score and the lowest score, and take the average.

I glanced down the list of contestants and found many familiar faces.

For example, Zhou Lang, Xie Chongyi, Xu Yiyang and others who manage Class 1.

Jiang Wan, Zhou Juan, Zhang Xiaoquan and Meng Jianlin in my class

He was surprised and not surprised that Jiang Wan participated.

On the other hand, Zhou Juan, a rich woman, why are you joining in the fun? If Zhou Juan was around at this moment, he really wanted to ask this question.

Seeing that he had finished browsing, Lu Kerer asked him quietly: "Is there anyone who needs special care?"

Lu An was stunned, "How can this be fake? Senior sister, you didn't receive sponsorship fees, did you?"

Tang Min chatted, "This is a good idea, but don't you want to be in the music industry in the future? Keep this method in mind and you may not be able to use it one day."

Lu Ke'er poked her with the tip of his pen, "Okay, Minmin, don't make trouble. I'm doing this out of good intentions. I'm afraid that friends who are close to Lu An will have low scores and look ugly later. The rankings in the front are still based on strength." .”

"That's good, otherwise I'll just walk away."

Lu An joked and said: "Don't consider my feelings. If you dare to compete, you must be mentally prepared to accept all results."

The first place in the event will get 100 yuan, the second place will get 80 yuan, and the third place will get 50 yuan.

After reading it, Lu An said: "You are so willing."

Lu Keer replied: "Only rich players have motivation. If you don't have money to win lottery prizes, you will definitely lose your chance."

Lu An agreed with this. If you have money or not, the registration activity will be very low.

After chatting for a while, while they were still tuning and auditioning, Lu Kerer pulled him to the corner of the backstage and said:

"I communicated with my sister-in-law, and she said that the unit prices of 7,000 and 5,000 for a song are too high. You are a newcomer and they are not willing to increase the price."

Luan nodded in understanding.

Lu Keer asked very anxiously: "What do you mean?"

Lu An still said the same thing: "I'll think about it again."

Lu Keer was frustrated, "Don't you want to sell?"

Lu An replied: "Hey, senior sister, you should know this sentence: "There is a house of gold in the book, and there is a beauty like jade in the book."

This is the knowledge textbook we have learned since childhood. To be honest, this little money cannot compete with my talent. "