Falling in love with Ome

Chapter 14 Do You Eat Candy?
"Hmm~!"

Seeing a boy squeezed in, the girls quickly covered their noses and took a closer look. It turned out to be Song Jiamu, so they let go of their hands and inhaled vaguely, wanting to smell his stink. not smelly.

"Hey, I'm a sleeper, and I don't smell bad. If you don't believe me, smell it."

Song Jiamu pulled up his shirt generously, and the daring girl got a little closer and sniffed it. She probably smelled the sun-filled smell and the faint fragrance of washing powder on him, so she blushed a little and said with a giggle: "It really doesn't smell..."

Did you hear that, Yun Shuqian, I just said I don't smell bad.

He also specially kicked the chair in front of Yun Shuqian with his shoes.

Yun Shuqian was sitting in front of him, so she could naturally hear the frolicking between him and the girls. She didn't look back, but just made up the picture from the conversation: the girls were seduced by him, and threw themselves into his arms like Just now she smelled him like that on the bus...

Immediately I felt bad.

What does it smell like, he stinks worse than the guy who was marinated overnight in the cesspit!

Coincidentally, he kicked him off the chair again, and Yun Shuqian glared back at him sullenly.

"Sorry, my foot slipped."

Yun Shuqian's eyes flicked across his face, but his attention was actually on his surroundings, and only then did he see the situation behind him clearly - this guy was sitting by himself, although there were girls all around him, they were all separated by a seat from him However, the picture of him embracing several concubines like King Zhou did not happen.

The mood was a little smoother, but he also warned: "Don't disturb everyone's study."

"Got it, squad leader."

Song Jiamu said that's what he said, but he obviously didn't take her words to heart, and now that he hasn't attended class, why isn't he allowed to speak?

If you don't say it, don't say it!
He didn't speak, and several other girls continued to chat.

The boys were still discussing the cesspit explosion lively, but the girls didn't want to talk about this disgusting topic.

"Recently, the club has started recruiting new ones again, why don't we go and have a look at Jia Nan after school?"

"I'm not interested, I didn't add it last semester..."

"I just need to find one this semester if I didn't join it. Joining the club can improve the comprehensive test score!"

"That's right...then which one do you want to add?"

"Let me take a look... It seems quite interesting, PS club, cycling club, magic club, e-sports club, board game club, criminal investigation club, stamp collection club... I just don't know what it is. Listen to Si Si said that a lot of clubs are actually just eating, drinking, and doing odd jobs on duty, and some activities have to be compulsory to participate in, and I am also very entangled..."

Song Jiamu listened to their conversation.

He didn't join the club either.

It's not that I don't have hobbies, but I feel that joining a club will be a time-consuming thing. It must be in a fixed place, and most people spend this time by swiping their phones.

Now the times have changed, the Internet has invaded life, and strong seniors have invaded juniors, especially in some ancient big clubs, the organizational structure is still the same, and the members don't work hard, with something called club culture, Liberty is limited in disguise.

Many people think that a university must participate in a club student union or something to be successful, so many people sign up, and when they go in, they find that it is completely meaningless. This is the general status quo of college clubs.

Of course, people always yearn to have a group of like-minded friends, and Song Jiamu is no exception, otherwise he wouldn't spend all his time in literature forums.

If he is the one to create a club, he will create a club that is more in line with the needs of young people today. For example, it is related to the Internet. Everyone in the club can swipe their mobile phones together. It is best to help the future and learn from it. to what skills, or can become a career.

Network Literature Club!
That's right!

If he is the one to create it, then he will set up an online literature club. The usual activities are to share book lists and exchange reading experiences together. words or something.

You don't need many people, just a handful of people is enough.

The bigger the association, the more bullshit will happen.

The original intention of many associations is very simple, that is to exchange favorite things together, which is a happy thing.

Although reading and writing is a relatively personal thing, it is different when a group of people with common interests get together.

You can also take out the hard-to-speak book list in your collection and share it with the other party. Tell him that the book I actually like to read is "Scholar's Japanese Girlfriend" instead of "One Hundred Years of Solitude", and the other party will also share "When Youth Fantasy" with you. "After Embodying", saying this praise, the girl harassed me from time to time!
After all, in the general population, you will not expose your foot fetish even if you are killed, but in the foot fetish group, you will only hate how there are not enough pictures of beautiful feet in your collection!
Of course, when I think about it, creating a club by myself is indeed more exciting than joining a club, but there are also many corresponding troubles.

It is a headache to apply to the school's social association, to prepare materials and defense, to recruit new students, and to operate daily.

Song Jiamu is lazy, it's better to wait for some diligent guy to be the pioneer.

He looked at the girl in front of him.

The hair is scattered on the shoulders, and the shoulders look extraordinarily slender. Occasionally, from the black hair, you can see the back of her neck with fine and lovely fluff. The skin is extremely fair, and the small ears are also tender and soft. earlobe, she was lying on the table, writing something.

Yun Shuqian didn't seem to join the club either.

Since she was in college, compared to the laid-back Song Jiamu, she has been extraordinarily busy, after all, she is the class monitor.

The two of them hardly had a peaceful chat, and Song Jiamu didn't even ask about her affairs, and he didn't know what she was busy with every day.

"Song Jiamu, have you joined the club yet?"

While he was in a daze, his train of thought was interrupted by a girl behind him.

"No, I don't seem to be interested in anything."

"Go to the school forum and have a look. There seems to be a lot of interesting clubs in the spring recruitment this year. The key is to increase the comprehensive test score!"

This is a problem. Participating in clubs can add a certain percentage of comprehensive test points. When evaluating scholarships or postgraduate qualifications in the future, the comprehensive test points will also account for [-]%.

"I'll see."

Song Jiamu took out his mobile phone and clicked into the school forum, and sure enough, he saw many posts about recruiting new clubs.

It was almost time for class, so I took out the textbook from my schoolbag and grabbed a few candies by the way.

"Hey, here are some candies for you."

"Wow, thanks!"

Song Jiamu was distributing the candy, and even the girl sitting at the table with Yun Shuqian happily turned around to get the candy, but Yun Shuqian looked like she didn't know what happened, and didn't even turn her neck at an angle.

It's just that the writing pen stopped, and the ink on the pen tip smudged a small dot on the paper.

Song Jiamu poked her with his index finger.

The girl's back felt extra soft when poked.

"What are you doing……"

"Candy, how about?"

"..."

She turned around again.

He conveniently snatched away all the candies left in his open palm.

No candies are allowed in class!
　Thank you for Wanshou who woke up at the end of the night, and students such as Sha Qi, Xue Yiyue Lian, You Yi, Sakura Rin and other students who gave rewards, thank you everyone~
　　
　
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