Confession letter to classmate Jiang

There was also a heavy snowfall in Guanzhou, and the rustling sound of falling snowflakes could be heard.Not long after, the fir trees outside the window were covered with thick white snow, bending their branches.

In such a cold weather, staying in the big classroom is really difficult. Lu Yu's feet are freezing cold, and the snow boots are not enough to keep warm.

She looked at the snow outside with her chin resting on her cheek, and she never knew when it would stop. It was more suitable for holding a cup of hot milk tea in a well-heated dormitory and watching a Korean drama with a warm tone.Who made them suffer, the class is full in the afternoon.

When school was over, the sky and the earth were swallowed by the snow, and only the street lamps stood firm in the darkness.

He Shiyan suggested: "Shall we go eat hot pot?"

The others readily agreed and went off-campus to eat at an affordable [-]-yuan self-service small hot pot. They can eat vegetarian dishes and meatballs as they please, and add extra money for dipping sauces and meat dishes.

Lu Yu was waiting for the bottom of the pot in front of him to boil, and asked a very real question: "You said that the per capita is about ten yuan, can the boss make money?" She was really skeptical.

Her doubts are also thought by many people.

Zhang Yueran said: "You have to think backwards. If you didn't make money, the store would have closed down a long time ago. How could it have been open for so many years. I heard from my senior that this store has been around for four or five years."

Lu Yu suddenly realized, and nodded: "It makes sense."

"Small profits but quick turnover. It is open next to the university. There are so many customers every day. Why don't you worry about not making money?"

The small pot in front of He Shiyan began to emit a lot of heat. She lifted the lid, and the soup inside was already boiling. She picked up the chopsticks to rinse the dishes.

Everyone chatted while eating, and the topic transitioned to study.

"Did the journalism theory teacher say that there is no focus at the end of the term?"

"I'm dizzy, she said the whole book is the point."

"I'm starting to have a headache right now. Lu Yu, go find your teacher, say something nice to her, and see if you can be more tolerant. The focus of the whole book is too overwhelming, and I don't know how to review it."

Lu Yu is also very distressed. Her hard work in college is far less than that in high school: "I added the teacher's, and I will ask again when I find a chance."

After she finished speaking, she was shocked. She used to be most afraid of dealing with teachers, but now she dares to ask a teacher who is strict in everyone's eyes to make important points.

He Shiyan thought for her: "Beware of being scolded, our teacher Xiao Man has a bad temper, and no one in Xinchuan Academy knows."

Lu Yu bit a beef ball, the tip of his tongue was scalded, and he spoke vaguely: "It's okay, I'm ready to be scolded."

Leaving aside whether she can accomplish things, this attitude is worthy of praise. Wang Yu raised his chopsticks and cheered: "We, Lu Yu, are really the light of 251! No, no, no, we are the light of the journalism department. You are amazing in the journalism department!"

"Don't dare to do it, don't dare to do it." Lu Yu waved her hands, pretending to be panic, she didn't think she could really convince Teacher Xiao Man.

While laughing and laughing, someone's cell phone rang, and everyone checked their phones at the same time, and continued to eat when they found that it was not their own call.

Lu Yu stood up holding the phone, walked out of the hot pot restaurant, and stood at the door to answer the phone.

Xia Zhu smiled: "Didn't you see the photo I sent you?"

"What photo?" Lu Yu didn't look at it.

"Ah, I sent you a photo on the Internet." Xia Zhu said, "Are you busy? I sent it to you this afternoon, but you haven't replied."…

Lu Yu covered his forehead with one hand, and there was snow all over the sky in front of his eyes: "I have been in class all afternoon, and the phone is muted. I just set it to ring, and your call came."

"Look at it first." Xia Zhu's smile passed through the screen.

Lu Yu's curiosity was aroused, so he didn't hang up the phone. He exited the call interface and opened it. He saw the message she sent after three o'clock in the afternoon. Eight photos included the important layout display of a house, including the living room, kitchen, and master bedroom. , second bedroom, balcony, etc.

The overall decoration style is leaning towards the log style, with a sense of warmth and comfort, which is in line with what Lu Yu imagined a home should be like when he was a child.

She put the phone back to her ear and asked uncertainly, "Is this... a new house?"

Before school started, she had heard her parents discuss that she wanted to buy a house in the city by the end of the year, and logically speaking, it shouldn't be renovated so quickly.

Xia Zhu hummed heavily: "Your dad and I went to see it this afternoon. We both like it very much. We haven't signed a contract yet. You are also a member of the family. I want to ask your opinion before making a decision. What do you think? Sample?"

"I like it too." The door was a little cold, Lu Yu covered his ears that were hurt by the wind, "Is it a second-hand house? Why does it look so new?"

"The house was introduced by your Aunt Sun. It is not far from her house in the city. The owner of the house is a distant relative of hers. The family has settled abroad. They don't plan to live in the house in their hometown after it is renovated. We signed You can move in after completing the contract." Xia Zhu explained in detail, "The house has never been lived in, and the furniture is all new. The price is a bit more expensive, which is better than worrying."

Lu Yu heard from Aunt Sun that the house in Jingheyuan was bought for the convenience of Jiang Huaining's schooling, and their family used to live in the city.

Xia Zhu's words conveyed a message, the two families are not far away, if we look up and look down, what will she do...

As soon as the idea came up, Xia Zhu made a decision: "Since you like it too, we will settle this one. The owner will return to China soon, and the procedures will be processed very quickly. Maybe you can live in the new house when you are on vacation. gone."

Lu Yu laughed, her entangled little thoughts seemed insignificant in front of her family.

After the call was over, she put her hands in her pockets and exhaled into the snow.

A black car was parked on the side of the entrance of the hot pot restaurant, which was stained white by the snow, and only the part near the chassis stubbornly retained the background color.The front cover of the car was like a drawing board. Lu Yu took out a hand from his pocket and wrote on it with his fingers. The word "Jiang" appeared, and she suddenly felt a pain in her heart.

She endured the pain and finished writing stroke by stroke, savoring the lingering warmth of these three words.

"Jiang, Huai, Ning. Who is it?" After not seeing Lu Yu come back for a long time, He Shiyan came out to look for her, and took a breath. The store was too stuffy, and her face was red from the heat.

Lu Yu's eyelashes trembled slightly, and he brushed off the layer of snow with his palm, and the words "Jianghuaining" were erased, leaving only a sunken mark: "You don't know."

Nonsense, of course she doesn't know.He Shiyan walked down the steps and tilted her head to look at her: "Is it the person you have a crush on?"

Lu Yu felt that he was ridiculous, and he always missed other people's boyfriends.She closed her eyes, and said the words of denial without thinking about it: "No."...

He Shiyan saw her pretending relaxed posture and did not expose it.She put her arms around Lu Yu's shoulders: "It's cold, go in quickly. The boss just delivered a batch of ingredients, let's eat tonight!"

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Before the end of the journalism theory class, Lu Yu took care of Teacher Xiao Man. According to the key points revealed by the teacher, she sorted out a detailed document and sent it to the class group, which received a lot of praise.

She didn't hide anything, and sent a copy to the second class.

"Lu Yu in the journalism department is amazing" was swiped in the two classes, and Lu Yu guessed it was Wang Yudai's leader at a glance.

Some students asked in the group: "Is the exam arranged? We are about to start booking tickets home. @卫竽"

Lu Yu saw it and replied: "Not yet. I heard that our department's exam is relatively late."

There was a wailing from below.

Lu Yu smiled, put on his schoolbag, and went to the last jazz dance class of this semester.

The president asked the new students to take a dance as a summary assignment for this semester. They will be scored according to their performance, and the top three will be given gifts customized by the club.

Lu Yu practiced for a semester. From the beginning, her limbs were stiff like a rusty robot, and now she can keep up with the rhythm freely. The senior sisters praised her for her great progress.

He Shiyan watched her dance and commented that she was possessed by the dancing god.This is of course an exaggeration, and it also indirectly proves that her dancing and her usual state are completely different.

Lu Yu took off her jacket, and inside was a milky-colored half-high-neck bottoming shirt, paired with black high-waisted jeans. The close-fitting dress fully revealed her figure advantages, but her expression at the moment was as serious as a soldier on the battlefield , take deep breaths frequently, and review the movements in your mind.

It was her turn, maybe she didn't stretch well, she sprained her ankle halfway through the jump, and fell heavily to the ground, with a bang, echoing in the practice room.

Senior sister Zhong Xian, who was helping to take pictures, rushed over and saw that Lu Yu was sweating profusely, and was terrified: "Lu Yu, how are you?"

The other two seniors also passed by, and surrounded Lu Yu to care about her condition.Lu Yu sat with his legs slumped in one direction, one hand resting on the ground, and the other held his right ankle, breathing in pain: "I sprained a bit."

Zhong Xian rolled up her trouser legs: "Oh my god, it swelled up so quickly, the school infirmary can't take pictures, I have to go to the hospital to see if there is any bone injury."

Lu Yu was helped up by two seniors, wrapped in his coat, and hopped out on one leg, not daring to land on the sprained foot.

Chen Jialin and his roommate returned to the dormitory after dinner, and recognized Lu Yu from a dozen meters away, put the book in his roommate's arms, and ran forward: "What's wrong?"

"Lu Yu sprained her ankle, we sent her to the hospital." Zhong Xian met him several times and was Lu Yu's friend.

Chen Jialin bowed his body and turned his back to Lu Yu: "The daylilies are cold when you jump to the school gate! Come up and I will carry you."

Lu Yu looked at his broad back and was hesitating. Chen Jialin couldn't help but hold her knees, lift her up and put her on his back. With big and steady steps, he ran towards the school gate.