2006: School beauty loves me again

Things were very complicated on the first day of the new semester. Fan Zhiyao collected a hundred yuan class fee per person, but still said that at the end of the semester, he would refund more and make up less.

In fact, there was a surplus from last semester, probably more than five yuan per person, but no one asked for it back, so it turned into accumulated funds.

Then the study committee collects holiday homework.

This incident makes everyone dream back to middle and high school.

If An Luo hadn't stood up, most people would have forgotten that there was a study committee member in the class.

"Holiday homework? What the hell?" Fang Yuan was confused.

Fangyuan was even more confused as she watched the classmates around her take out envelopes from their bags.

Xiang Dong, Xu You, Chen Yi, Gu Li...even Chen Yi took out an envelope, poured out ten photos and shook them at him.

Chen Yi said: "Folklore, homework for professional courses."

Fangyuan looked around and saw the beauty An Da walking around in a circle, stretching out her white and tender little hands.

Everyone in the dormitory handed in their homework, and Chen Yi gently placed it on the girl's hand like a love letter.

An Luo tilted his head and looked at Fang Yuan, "Only your homework is left."

This is the most lonely and helpless thing Fangyuan has ever heard.

Maybe she got a perm during the Chinese New Year, and there were a few waves in An Luo's hair. Fang Yuan felt that she looked more like Chen Wan.

His long legs were much higher than the desk, and An Luo had an elegant woody sandalwood scent, like a boy's cologne, but lighter and sweeter than cologne.

"I," scratched his head and said, "I didn't do it...No, I didn't take the photo."

Damn it, I was never this embarrassed when I didn’t do my homework in middle school or high school. It's not that he's afraid of being scolded by the teacher, but that he's afraid that his classmates will think he's unique, but he really doesn't know that there is such a thing as holiday homework.

An Luo pursed his lips, said nothing, nodded and left.

Fangyuan gritted her teeth and asked the people in the dormitory, "Why didn't you tell me?"

Everyone shrugged, but Yang Yifan said: "You make up to a million dollars every minute. Doing homework takes up too much time."

After hearing this, Fangyuan nodded solemnly: "That's true."

"Damn!" His words caused countless people to roll their eyes.

In fact, before arriving at the classroom in the morning, Fangyuan was still a little nervous. He was worried that he, a rich man, would receive different looks when sitting in the classroom, but... not at all. The attitude of his classmates towards him has not changed much, except for more friendly and warm teasing.

This made him feel very comfortable, and at the same time he felt that he had indeed underestimated the actual quality of college students.

Fangyuan thought about it for a while, and it was true that if it were not him, but someone else, would he pretend to be warm and affectionate? Obviously not. Other people's money belongs to other people, and you don't spend it on yourself.

Tong Liang's behavior the day before yesterday was indeed a rare one.

He looked forward at Mu Laoshi's back, and then looked sideways at Xiang Dong, who was concentrating on picking off the cap of his pen. It was normal to love without being able to do so, and it had nothing to do with true love.

The class committee members each came to the stage to talk about their work goals for this semester. Class leader Lin Ze, who had dyed his hair yellow, stood on the podium amidst sparse applause and gave an impassioned speech.

Finally, Lin Ze pointed at Fangyuan: "Here, I propose that everyone learn from Fangyuan. I don't think there is anyone busier than him here, but Fangyuan is still actively participating in the activities organized by the class. We are about to welcome In spring, when flowers bloom and grass grows and orioles fly, the school will also organize more meaningful large-scale activities this semester. Student Fangyuan, I hope you will continue to participate and win honors for the class."

After the primary school class leader finished speaking, everyone's eyes turned to him. Fang Yuan picked up her feet and clasped her fists at Lin Ze, "Definitely."

Chen Yi clicked his tongue twice and said in a low voice: "Come on, congratulations to the maknae for being named a fan again."

Gu Li curled his lips and said cooperatively: "The quality of your fans is a bit mixed."

Just when Fangyuan thought Lin Ze's speech had ended, another voice came from the stage: "So...Student Fangyuan, the courtyard wants to hold a debate competition next month. Do you think...can you sponsor it?"

"..."

Not only was Fangyuan confused, but other students also felt that what Lin Ze said was a bit inappropriate. It's just out of season and out of season. Everyone thinks that with Fangyuan's status, sponsoring a college-level event is not a waste of time? Just watch the excitement.

Fangyuan thought for a while and said tactfully: "If our class organizes activities on its own, I will have no problem with it, but for activities organized in the hospital, shouldn't there be external contact? And... in fact, I don't have enough money to spend personally. It’s not much, but you can introduce students from external relations to contact the company’s planning department and have a look…”

After saying this, most people turned around and started doing whatever they were supposed to do. They thought that when the rich man opened his mouth, he would not say, "Okay, will half a million be dumped first?", but...it was obviously not exciting to watch.

Chen Yi was the first to speak out: "Fang Yuan's money is not brought by strong winds."

Xu Youtie agreed in a dull voice: "Even if you want sponsorship, you have to go through the process."

Xiangdong explained to Fangyuan, "That guy joined the external relations department of the college's student union at the end of last semester, and became an unusual deputy director."

Oh, that's not surprising. Fangyuan didn't say anything. He didn't care about Lin Ze's character. He was a classmate even if he wasn't a friend. It didn't matter if he sponsored three melons or two dates, but he couldn't just agree so casually.

Lin Ze wanted to speak, but Huo Zhou, the conductor who had just arrived at the door and stood for a minute, came on stage and interrupted.

"Don't talk about random things in the class meeting. I'll talk about the key points."

Huo Zhou's speeches were always concise and concise, but this time he was surprisingly long-winded for several minutes, even a little high-sounding.

"Students should focus on their studies in school..." Balabala.

"Professional knowledge is the foundation of your future in society..." Balabala.

No one knew that this was just what the department head asked Huo Zhou to say, in order to stabilize the mental health of the students in the photography class where Fangyuan was.

Huozhou had never said so many words in one breath. He coughed coquettishly and talked about the key points:

"You should all know that next semester, that is, the first semester of your sophomore year, you will go to the Pingyao International Photography Festival. This is the practice of our department. This is a group activity and everyone needs to participate. Each student needs to take a photo by himself. Assemble the work, print it, frame it and submit it to the school.

“If any students want to participate in the competition, they should prepare well.

"The exhibition is in September, but the registration deadline is at the end of July, which means that at the end of this semester and during the summer vacation, everything that needs to be prepared must be ready..."

After Director Huo finished speaking, the classroom began to whisper.

Fangyuan also fell into memories.

The Pingyao Photography Festival is a world-class photography exhibition. Not only people from relevant professions will participate, but it also attracts photography enthusiasts from all over the world, and even big stars, such as Zhou Runfa, attend the festival.

Moreover, the World Press Photo Competition-Holland Competition will also be judged during the exhibition.

Fangyuan also went to the school in 08 in her previous life, and her work won the...Participation Award.

He likes but doesn't really like this major, and he can't be called an enthusiast. He just likes the lively atmosphere of Pingyao Exhibition and the tone of the ancient city, and has been going there for several years after graduation.

In my previous life in 2011, I even met the couple Cyclops Hat and Ye Zi on the streets of the ancient city.

In this life, Ye Zi has appeared. I wonder if the pure enthusiast "Hat Brother" will be met by me in advance. Thinking of this, Fangyuan suddenly has a little more expectation for this event.

At this time, Fan Zhiyao, who was directly in front, turned around and blinked her big round eyes at him.

"Boss Fang..."

"Hey," Fang Yuan came back to his senses. Seeing her squinting expression, he immediately waved his hand: "Your stationery store has already started, what are you doing?"

Fan Zhiyao smiled charmingly: "Thank you. But what I want to say is... our Xianyu Club wants to organize a campus second-hand goods trading festival next week. Do you want to sponsor it?"

Fangyuan said helplessly: "Are you short of money?"

"As the saying goes, who is not short of money? Women are always short of money."

"Ask your uncle for it."

"I'm not my uncle's daughter."

"..." You are not my daughter. Do you want to call me daddy?

In Fangyuan's heart, Fan Zhiyao likes making money too much. She has a family, background and motivation. If she meets another scumbag and makes her mature quickly, it will be easy for her to leave the "rag collecting" industry and move on to the right path of making a fortune. .

Seeing that he didn't speak, Fan Zhiyao continued to encourage: "Fang Yuan, I know the news that you and your uncle signed a cooperation agreement last week. Your uncle asked me to treat you better at school. You said... should I treat you to a meal or something? ? In fact, everyone else only cares about whether you fly high or not, only me, I am different..."

Fangyuan asked: "How much sponsorship do you need?"

Fan Zhiyao suddenly raised two fingers and said happily: "Two thousand!"

"Two thousand?" Fangyuan was shocked: "Just set up a street stall and find a roadside stall. At most, I can print some leaflets. What do you need so much money for?"

Fan Zhiyao retorted: "It's so ugly to set up a street stall. It's called a second-hand goods trading festival. I have to buy banners and rent big arches..." The little girl introduced them one by one with her fingers, "If you think about it, two thousand is not necessarily enough."

Fangyuan rolled her eyes, I'm so rich, why don't you talk to me about a two thousand yuan deal? ?

"No, I have no money!" He refused with a firm tone.

Looking at him bitterly, Fan Zhiyao stuck out his tongue and said, "Others only care about whether you fly high or not, but I am different. I don't care about you!"

After saying that, he turned around and ignored him.

Fangyuan didn't care at all. His phone buzzed twice. He looked at it and saw that it was a text message from An Luo:

"I have an extra set of folklore homework, would you like it?"

Huh, who said no one cares whether I'm tired or not? After thinking for a while, he replied: "Thank you! Clearly, my friend, you are a caring person."

Beauty An on the left side shook her shoulders twice, obviously smiling, but she didn't reply to him. “Finally, I would like to remind everyone not to stay too much outside the school at night and go back to your dormitory early, especially girls.

"A vicious incident occurred in the food court last night. I hope everyone can learn from it. Okay, I won't say more. It's time for class."

Classes started right after the class meeting, so everyone had no time to skip classes. This was the most attended non-professional class.

Because I was a non-major, not only did I not listen carefully to the class, but the teacher also only focused on talking and did not pay much attention to classroom discipline.

It’s time for everyone to play with their phones and chat.

Fangyuan is paying attention to the non-stop news in the class group.

A girl asked him: "Fang Yuan, I signed up for the goddess competition, are there any internal benefits?"

He replied: "Yes, I will give you a thumbs up."

As soon as he said this, many girls said: "I've signed up too!"

After looking at it, 12345...most of the people in the class had actually signed up to participate, and two separate dialog boxes flashed.

Fan Zhiyao: I also signed up, I want to enter the finals!

Fangyuan: Believe in yourself, you have the strength.

Fan Zhiyao: If it’s dangerous, you have to help me operate it!

Fangyuan responded with a "hehe" expression. In this era, there is no redundant metaphor for this expression.

Fan Zhiyao took it for granted that Fangyuan agreed: it was a done deal.

The second person turned out to be Xu Anran, and Fang Yuan was a little surprised.

Xu Anran: I... also signed up.

Fangyuan replied: I give you a thumbs up.

Xu Anran: Is there really a bonus of 20,000 yuan for the first 100?

"..." Fangyuan was speechless and wanted to laugh again.

He said: It’s not a lie.

Xu Anran: Oh.

Throughout the class, Chen Yi was writing and drawing, while Yang Yifan and Gu Li were chatting.

Fangyuan stretched his neck to see what Chen Yi was doing, but heard Gu Li ask Yang Yifan: "Liu Bang was shot in the chest, Cao Cao was shot in the man's body, Xiahou Dun was shot in the eye, but it was okay, why did Zhang He die after being shot in the knee?" Already?"

After Yang Yifan became a "great writer", the brothers in his dormitory were willing to consult him on any cultural issues, which led to the expansion of his writing skills.

He explained to Gu Li: "Zhang He points his head."

Fangyuan and Gu Li: "???"

Fangyuan said smoothly: "Don't mention the 26 arrows on my chest?" As he said this, he snatched the small notebook from Chen Yi's hand.

This book had been put away by Chen Yi before. Now he took it over and looked at it. It was indeed extraordinary. Fangyuan saw that the pyramid was filled with people marked in order.

Chen Yi looked at Fang Yuan's surprised expression with a smile, "How's it going?"

Fangyuan asked in surprise: "This is...our school's beauty list? Did you rank it?"

Chen Yi said: "It's not my fault, it's the "goddess match" you organized this time that inspired the desire to win among all the boys in the school. The Tieba school beauty list has been released."

Looking down, Fang Yuan was unbelievable, and the gap between what he had imagined... was slightly larger.

Chen Yi lay on the table and said to Fang Yuan across the two idiots who were still arguing about the plot of the Three Kingdoms: "Have you thought about a question?"

"What?"

"Actually, the final selection of your company's "Goddess Contest" is the beauty list of each university."

As soon as these words came out, the surrounding area suddenly became quiet.

Not only the boys listened attentively, but even the few in the goddess's bed in the front row stiffened their backs and pricked up their little ears.

Chen Yi continued: "For example, if you choose the top 100, there are three thousand school beauties competing for it. Of course, beautiful female teachers are also included, but in terms of popularity, female students are still more competitive. Our school …Well, Xia University’s campus beauty may not have signed up because she is also the organizer, but now Miss Lu has been directly elected with a high number of votes in the Tieba forum.”

Is that so? It seems that this is really bad... Fangyuan is a little helpless. The original intention of this competition is not like this. His original intention is to select a hundred people to go to the mountains and countryside to have boundless love. This is so bad, how can it become a pure beauty pageant?

"Then... what's going on with Shen Ningfei?" Fang Yuan asked Chen Yi, pointing to the second name.

"Hey, you still need to ask?"

Fangyuan pursed her lips and understood.

One, two, three, four, five, six, seven... The entire pyramid is full of names that he is very familiar with. It seems that it is all because of him.

Chen Yi clicked on the third name, waved his fist, pointed at the goddess in front of him, and said to Fang Yuan in a lower voice:

"Youngest! It's up to you!"

"..."

Relieving the depression in his chest, Fangyuan said, "But... not many people here have signed up."

Yang Yifan said, "Binhai University is the home venue of this event. Can all the men in the school admit defeat? Can they admit that their girls are not as good as others? My youngest, public opinion has reached a certain level... Anyway, just wait, they will all sign up." of."

"..."

Fangyuan was completely speechless.

After class, when Haruno happened, Chen Yi took the lead in launching the first offensive of the new semester. He gently touched An Luo's back. After the goddess turned around, the guy pretended to be steady and said: "If you want to participate, I can help you shoot an introduction video. Recently, I have studied the shooting techniques of hundreds of contestants... Otherwise, do you have time now? I will tell you about it."

An Luo smiled and said politely: "No, I'm going to print photos outside the school."

After saying that, he glanced at Fang Yuan imperceptibly, stood up and left.

Chen Yi scratched his head and muttered: "Didn't I finish my homework? Why do I need to develop the photos?"

Fangyuan left a message with a guilty conscience: "I'm looking for a wife, take my leave."

There were many people greeting him on the road, and he didn't recognize 99.9% of them.

He lowered his head and was editing a text message for Shen Ningfei, but was interrupted by a call.

Zou An asked him: "Do you need me today?"

Fangyuan asked curiously: "No, what are you doing?"

"I have something to do, so I'm going to take a day off today."

Fangyuan didn't think anything was wrong and asked casually: "What's the matter?"

There was silence for a few seconds, and then a slightly deeper voice came: "He Zi is hospitalized."

Startled, Fangyuan suddenly remembered a piece of news that she heard from Cocoon but never took it to heart.

"It was He Zi who was robbed last night?"

"Ah."

Damn, I clearly saw that girl coming last night...

"How's it going? Is the injury serious?" he asked.

"She is awake, but the other party is not yet."

"..." What does it mean? Will He Zi rob someone else or be robbed?

In fact, he wanted to ask whether he was robbed of money or sex, but it was obviously rude and disrespectful, but the sentence "the other party hasn't woken up yet" was enough to explain the problem. Needless to say, Zou An's fighting prowess, good guy, is he so strong even with the women he slept with?

Fangyuan said weakly: "That's okay."

"She seems to have lost her memory." Zou An's tone was a little disappointed.

"???"

After asking which hospital, Fangyuan called Shen Ningfei and walked outside the school. At first, Shen Ningfei just told him to be careful, but in the end he suddenly said: "Can I go?"

Fangyuan was stunned for a moment, then smiled and said, "Of course, I'll wait for you at the school gate."

Shen Ningfei on the other end of the phone looked very happy: "Yes. I just want to be with you."

Fangyuan understood that this was the stupid wife taking the initiative to meet people from another circle around him. This was good, very good.

When passing by the canteen, a voice came from behind: "Wait a minute, Fangyuan."

He knew who it was by hearing the weak voice. When Fangyuan turned around, he saw Mu Laoshi and his partner.

"Is something wrong?"

Mu Xuanxuan asked him on behalf of Tong Liang: "I don't know...if you have time tonight, we would like to treat you to dinner."

Fang Yuan didn't think Tong Liang really had anything important to do with her. She wanted to refuse, but seeing Mu Laoshi's expression was sincere and a little embarrassed, she changed her mind temporarily, "I have to go out."

Sure enough, Mu Laoshi looked a little disappointed, and Fangyuan smiled and said: "At six o'clock in the evening, I'll treat you to dinner." (End of Chapter)