I am a wall flower in Kuai Chuanwen

Chapter 224 225 It's nothing, just ask casually.

Sang Yu: [Okay, Mr. He. 】

After Sang Yu sent this message, she glanced at her mobile phone. There were still ten minutes before the time for singing at night. She simply cleaned up, and then prepared to go out with Gu Xixia and Ji Yuanhe.

When I opened the door of the dormitory, I saw He Yuting's black face walking from the corridor entrance.

He Yuting basically didn't have any free time in the afternoon. After running, she went to clean the women's toilet. She was full of stench. She didn't even eat dinner. After returning to the dormitory and taking a shower several times, she still felt the smell on her body. .

Seeing Gu Xixia, Sang Yu, and Ji Yuanhe coming out of the dormitory with smiles, the anger in He Yuting's heart didn't come out together.

When Sang Yu and the others walked over, He Yuting's fingers clenched subconsciously.

She returned to the dormitory, took out her mobile phone, and called Wu Junhao.

He Yuting: "Have you bought all the things you asked people to buy?"

Wu Junhao: "Well, I've already bought it."

He Yuting: "Okay, then bring it to me when you sing tonight."

Wu Junhao: "Okay."

He Yuting hung up the phone, glanced under Gu Xixia's bed, and then showed a sneer on her face.

After that, she simply packed up and left the dormitory.

After nightfall, the playground was finally not so hot, and the cool breeze blew on the face, bringing the slight coolness after nightfall.

Each class sits on the rubber playground in order, and Sang Yu's class is near the football field.

According to what Teacher He said, Sang Yu told the Gu instructor that Duan Jiamu would ask for leave tonight. The Gu instructor nodded and told her to return to the team.

Sang Yu sat with Gu Xixia and Wei Beibei.

Zhou Junhui sat next to Wei Beibei, Wei Beibei looked around for a while, and then asked Zhou Junhui: "Zhou Junhui, you and Duan Jiamu are in the same dormitory, right?"

Zhou Junhui was taken aback for a moment, then nodded, "Well, yes, what's wrong?"

Wei Beibei thought for a while, and then asked Zhou Junhui: "Why didn't Duan Jiamu come to participate in the singing activity today?"

Zhou Junhui said truthfully: "Student Duan Jiamu has a cold, so he asked the teacher for leave and said he won't come tonight."

When Wei Beibei heard Zhou Junhui say this, a trace of disappointment flashed across his face.

The cake she prepared carefully seems to be unable to be delivered.

Zhou Junhui glanced at Wei Beibei, who was a little disappointed, and asked, "What are you asking classmate Duan Jiamu for?"

Wei Beibei blushed slightly, and shook her head, "No, it's nothing, just ask casually."

After saying this, Wei Beibei turned his head to another direction.

Zhou Junhui looked at Wei Beibei who was a little flustered, and thought of her usually so aggressive and arrogant, but she had never had such a delicate side.

The evening activities are relatively free. Everyone can perform programs or sing military songs, and some even show their own housekeeping skills to show their talents.

This kind of group activity is basically attended by the more extroverted and active students in the class. Sang Yu and Gu Xixia sat cross-legged on the playground.

Sang Yu didn't care much about the nature of this kind of group activities, so she was bored watching them perform.

A male classmate went up to perform a section of martial arts, which drew applause from the class.

Sang Yu also applauded. After applauding, when she retracted her eyes, she saw a dark shadow walking towards her not far away.

Looking at the height and long legs, he looks a bit like Duan Jiamu.

Sang Yu was taken aback, didn't Duan Jiamu ask for leave, why did he come here again.

Duan Jiamu put one hand in his trouser pocket and walked in a leisurely manner. Except for those students who were performing in the middle, the other students were sitting cross-legged on the playground. The lights on the lawn hit Duan Jiamu on the face , his whole body seemed to be covered with a faint halo.

At this time, Sang Yu noticed that many girls in other classes turned their heads to Duan Jiamu's side, and many girls had already started to exclaim in a low voice.

"very handsome."

"Yes, yes, it looks like a prince."

"No, I'm going to die."

After taking a look, Sang Yu withdrew her eyes and continued to watch the performance of her classmates.

Duan Jiamu walked into their class, first greeted Instructor Gu, and then walked towards the side where Sang Yu and the others were sitting.

When Duan Jiamu walked in front of Sang Yu, he paused slightly, and looked down at Sang Yu.

The little deskmate looked straight ahead, as if he didn't see him.

Putting it in his pocket, Duan Jiamu gently shook the hand holding the glasses case.

Zhou Junhui saw Duan Jiamu coming, and called Duan Jiamu in surprise, "Student Duan Jiamu, didn't the instructor say that you have a cold and won't come to participate in the singing activity?"

Duan Jiamu looked at Sang Yu, and said to Zhou Junhui in a low voice, "I'm much better after taking the medicine, so I'm here."

When Zhou Junhui returned to the dormitory just now, seeing Duan Jiamu's appearance, he seemed to be quite uncomfortable. It's strange why he suddenly feels better now.

Seeing Duan Jiamu coming again, Wei Beibei was so happy, with a bright smile on his face, he said to Duan Jiamu, "Student Duan Jiamu, is your cold better?"

Duan Jiamu nodded slightly, "Well, it's much better."

When Wei Beibei heard Duan Jiamu say this, her cheeks turned red again, and then she put her elbow on the shoulder of Zhou Junhui who was sitting beside her.

Zhou Junhui glanced at Wei Beibei, and asked in a raised voice, "Why are you touching my shoulder?"

Wei Beibei's attitude towards Zhou Junhui was completely different from Duan Jiamu's. Wei Beibei frowned, and said to Zhou Junhui fiercely: "Sit over."

Zhou Junhui: "...?"

Zhou Junhui didn't move, Wei Beibei pushed Zhou Junhui a little, then raised his head and said to Duan Jiamu with a sweet smile: "Student Duan Jiamu, sit here."

Zhou Junhui: "...?"

Duan Jiamu glanced at the empty seat next to Wei Beibei, then turned his head and glanced at Sang Yu, who was still looking ahead, as if he really didn't notice him coming.

When Duan Jiamu withdrew his eyes, a sneer flashed in his heart, and then he sat down on the empty seat next to Wei Beibei.

When he sat down, he turned his head and looked at Sang Yu again. Sang Yu was still looking ahead. The corners of Duan Jiamu's mouth were slightly tensed. He turned his head and glanced at the front. A student was telling a story in the middle. He didn't see anything interesting anyway.

(End of this chapter)