poplar eyes

Chapter 22
It is a vigorous age, and it seems that everything can start again when I wake up, and it is another beautiful day.

School of Foreign Languages, Lecture Hall.

Students from all majors of the English Department arrived, and there was a crowd, and there was no empty seat.Chen Haoran helped Tang Xiaoya and Li Jing reserve seats early.They looked forward to it, quietly waiting for Professor Wang to come to give a lecture.

A girl slipped over with a smile.

"Tang Xiaoya, I would like to ask if anyone in your radio station can order songs? Is it sure to play as long as you order?"

"Time is limited, only 5 songs can be selected for playback, and submissions must be made before 6:[-] p.m. on Friday."

"What if I ordered birthday wishes? Because it happens to be my boyfriend's birthday next Wednesday."

"Birthday wishes will be played first."

"Oh, that's good, then I'm relieved, thank you."

"It's okay, you're welcome."

After a conversation, Chen Haoran was envious. He felt that the girl's way of dealing with love was very brave, and when he looked at Tang Xiaoya beside him, he was really angry.He felt that he had acted clearly enough, but he didn't know what Tang Xiaoya was thinking, and he didn't even dare to ask, for fear that the paper on the window would be punctured, and he wouldn't even be able to be a friend.

"Xiaoya, can I order a song for you?"

Tang Xiaoya shook her head, but said nothing.

Li Jing tilted her head, and reprimanded Chen Haoran, "Why are you so stupid, you can't just sing in person, it's hard work for you. There are so many people ordering songs, when will it be your turn?"

"Isn't ordering a song more romantic?"

"Romantic, just play and sing with the guitar, and the straight ones are the best."

"I don't know how to play the guitar, can I sing a cappella?"

When Li Jing heard this, her stomach hurt from laughing. She thought that Chen Haoran had such good grades in his studies, and he usually seemed to be a very clever person. It should be easy to chase girls. She didn't expect him to be so dull. Can't break it.

"It's up to you, just pretend I didn't say it."

"Hey, Li Jing, can you sing a cappella? You haven't answered me yet?"

"You can do it yourself."

"What do you mean, can you explain clearly?"

"I don't know either, don't ask me."

"Don't ask who you ask?"

Tang Xiaoya was still worrying about applying for a major change, and she was in a bad mood.At this moment, listening to Li Jing and Chen Haoran singing and chattering together, my brain was buzzing, and I was so upset.

"Can you be quiet for a while? It's so loud that I have a headache."

"Oh, well, got it."

Chen Haoran opened the textbook silently, not daring to say anything more.His mind was full of pretending to be Tang Xiaoya, and he couldn't concentrate on studying at all.Even if he stared at the blackboard, it was just a pretense, because he was afraid that Tang Xiaoya would say that he didn't want to make progress.

At four o'clock in the afternoon, the first computer room of the complex building.

Yuan Shaohua's lectures were not very effective today, and his heart had already gone to the Foreign Language Institute.

Regarding the change of major, Yuan Shaohua originally planned to have a good talk with Tang Xiaoya after the noon broadcast, but before Yuan Shaohua could speak, Tang Xiaoya hurriedly left the radio station without giving him a chance to speak.

"Yuan Shaohua, please demonstrate to everyone what you just said."

"what?"

Yuan Shaohua's stupefied expression caused the students to burst into laughter.Professor Sun cleared his throat and tapped the table a few times with the mouse.

"Stop laughing, pay attention to classroom order."

The bell rang for the end of get out of class, and Yuan Shaohua was rescued from the embarrassing situation in time.

Sun Zhibin asked Yuan Shaohua why he was distracted in class. Yuan Shaohua said that Tang Xiaoya wanted to change his major, but he didn't mention that Chen Haoran wanted to fight with him.

His intentional concealment is a kind of protection for Chen Haoran, which shows that he is indeed a broad-minded person.

"You are so familiar with the leaders of our hospital, wouldn't you be able to help Tang Xiaoya a lot when signing the acceptance?"

"It's okay to help, the premise is that the School of Foreign Languages ​​agrees to release the talent."

"Oh, yes, this is indeed a bit troublesome."

Yuan Shaohua hopes from the bottom of his heart that Tang Xiaoya can transfer to the computer, so that there will be more opportunities to meet in the future.

School of Foreign Languages, English class one.

A few girls were chatting together, and they planned to celebrate their joining the English club by ordering songs and writing blessings.

Suddenly the classroom door was pushed open with a "bang", and Chen Haoran came in swaggering and slapping a basketball.

A girl deliberately teased Chen Haoran because she was frightened, "Chen Haoran, you pester Tang Xiaoya every day, why haven't you confessed to me?"

"I have a heart-to-heart with her, and there is no need to confess."

"Really, I don't think you dare?"

"Nonsense, what am I afraid of? It's just a matter of one sentence."

Chen Haoran patted his basketball and walked leisurely to the podium. Just as he was about to pick up the pen to write on the blackboard, he suddenly heard someone calling Tang Xiaoya outside the classroom.Chen Haoran panicked, quickly left the podium, found a random place and sat down, pretending to be calm.

This action caused a burst of laughter from the students.

Not long after, Tang Xiaoya came in.She thought that everyone was discussing Wang Duoduo's beating of Wu Haibo again, so she ignored it and took out her textbook and started to review grammar knowledge.

"Hey, Tang Xiaoya, do you want to know what Chen Haoran said before you came? Do we need to tell you?"

"That's right, you don't even know how wonderful it is."

The sudden few words made Tang Xiaoya a little confused, so she casually replied, "No need."

"Wow, it really is a heart-to-heart bond. You know it without saying it. There is a tacit understanding, hahaha."

Chen Haoran saw that the girls were about to start booing again, he felt that it was okay to make fun of him, but he absolutely couldn't make a point of talking about Tang Xiaoya.

He stood up abruptly, slapped the table vigorously with his hand a few times, and yelled.

"Why are you arguing? What's so funny? Anyone who laughs will get out of here."

Chen Haoran has always been kind and friendly in the class, and he has never made such a big fuss, which completely overheard the girls who made a fuss. They all looked down at their phones, and no one dared to talk anymore.

After six o'clock in the afternoon, the campus radio station.

When Yuan Shaohua and Gao Mengting were sorting out the delivery boxes together, a letter with "Songs for Tang Xiaoya" on the cover caught their attention, and looking back, there were more than one letter, there were nine letters.

"Wow, does this count as a confession? I wrote so much. Is it because I'm afraid we won't see it? Looking at the font, it should be the same person, right?"

"They're all boring people, don't worry about them."

Yuan Shaohua didn't even read them, and casually threw the unsigned letters into the box marked "Seen".

Freshman life is full of throbbing and curiosity, and he doesn't want these messy things to affect Tang Xiaoya.

"Yuan Shaohua, how did I find out that the drop box is very busy every Wednesday, no wonder you have to change it from once a week to twice a week, hahaha."

"Well, there are indeed too many letters during this period, which is really a headache."

"Yuan Shaohua, in fact, I think that some things are suitable for catching up sooner rather than later. No matter how much you do, others will miss it if they don't know about it."

"Come on, tidy it up, and send it to the editorial team as soon as you finish it."

"Hey, okay."

Gao Mengting shook her head and said nothing more.

She felt that Yuan Shaohua's love was too deep, and she considered everything for Tang Xiaoya, but she didn't want her to know that she was giving for nothing, making wedding dresses for others.

(End of this chapter)