After rebirth, I have an extra sister

Chapter 161 Rehearsal and Ordering Takeout
Five fifteen in the afternoon.

An Ting originally wanted to eat in the dining hall with a group of beasts in the dormitory, but because of Qiao Liang's words, the boys decided to break off friendship with him for an hour.

Wang Zihong said angrily: "An Ting, let's break off the relationship for an hour first, I'm afraid I won't be able to control myself, so I'll beat you up."

Lin Shengwu showed off his biceps, and said viciously: "Sports Committee, let's break up for an hour!"

Lu Ren: "+1"

An Ting: "."

It's okay to break up.

Breaking up for an hour is too much.

Anyway, the three beasts in the dormitory left in such an aggrieved way, leaving only Gao Fei to accompany Anting.

"To be honest, are you really okay with Qiao Liang?" Gao Fei asked curiously.

Gao Fei is very clear about An Ting's behavior of admitting his sister in the past, but he won't criticize his personality or anything, just ask casually.

Gao Fei's attitude towards making friends has been positive from the very beginning—seeking common ground while reserving differences.

Don't make friends with the mentality of picking faults. In life, the most important thing is to be like-minded. If you have the mentality of pilgrimage, it is recommended to go to Buddhist temples or auditoriums.

"Anyway, you and Song Ci are just pretending to be lovers, and it won't hinder you from developing a relationship with Qiao Liang."

Unexpectedly.

At the same time as the voice fell, An Ting took out an unknown object from his trouser pocket with his backhand.

Take a closer look, good guy, it's a vocabulary book.

"Anting...has he gone crazy at last?" Gao Fei quivered.

An Ting said seriously, "I just want to study!"

There are less than two months left before the final exam, if you don't get into the top [-], you won't be able to apply for day school, this matter has always been on An Ting's mind.

"Also, I promised Song Ci that I would not fall in love for three years in high school."

Since junior high school, Gao Fei has been a bad person, and his attitude towards life is a bit of a game life, but even if he is bad, Gao Fei has a principle-it's okay to be bad yourself, and you can't drag others into the water.

At this moment, seeing that An Ting was really studying, he didn't say much, but said: "Okay, then take your time and work hard."

"Don't be too loose." An Ting warned.

"I see, it's getting more and more verbose."

At this time, An Ting and Gao Fei were queuing up for a meal, and suddenly found that the latter ordered two meals, and even asked for a package, "Eh... you didn't eat with me?"

Hearing this, Gao Fei shook his head, solemnly, and said, "No, the student union also has a performance at the New Year's Eve party, which is the chorus school song. Sister Lin Yong is rehearsing, and I will pack it to eat together... You know, Sister Lin Yong calls us every morning. For breakfast, I should help make dinner."

"Eh...what a surprise."

Gao Fei actually has a trace of a good man's demeanor.

Feeling the young man's surprise, Gao Fei rolled his eyes and said, "Although I like to play with different girls and have had several girlfriends, I am sincere to each of them."

It's this sentence again, I'm tired of hearing it in my previous life.

This guy is a passion.

An Ting waved his hand, telling him to get out of here.

In desperation, An Ting had to eat in silence alone.

Who will take care of the empty nest Anting.

There is nothing worse in this world than being alone in a dining hall, eating two bites and finding a cockroach leg on your plate.

nausea.

"Don't eat."

An Ting was also a little worried about Song Ci's dinner. Although there was still food in the canteen at six o'clock, they were all leftovers, which was not very good.

Walking out of the dining hall with hesitation, one side is the boys' dormitory, and the other side is the art building.

The body is more honest than the mouth, holding the head in both hands, walking towards the art building with seemingly inadvertent steps.

……

The small hilly area of ​​the No. [-] Middle School will not be described in detail.

Building D of the first-year male dormitory is the commanding height, and the dining hall, administrative building and art building below are buildings on a horizontal line.

Then there are teaching buildings, teaching squares and other dormitories.

And then there's the track and field.

The Art Building is next to the Administration Building.

Although it is an art building, music students and art students do not hang out here. This is a place for ordinary students and clubs.

This is a five-story building with red as the main tone. The first floor is hollowed out. Looking around, there are only neat load-bearing columns and a few table tennis tables.

The second floor is the meeting room and the multimedia classroom, where the headquarters of the student union is located.

The third floor is the music room, where senior one students and senior two non-art students have weekly music lessons, and the headquarters of the school's musical instrument club.

The fourth floor is the dance studio, which is also the headquarters of the dance club.

The fifth floor is all vacant rooms with no special purpose.

Around 05:30 pm.

An Ting climbed four floors to the dance room of the art building. The art building was inclined to the west, and in the afternoon, the windows and doors were basically closed.

Under the protection of the setting sun, the corridor is very beautiful, like a golden shining avenue.

Standing in front of the door, the boy knocked on the door and shouted: "Hi, I'm An Ting..."

It's not that he is very polite, but he is afraid of embarrassment. The girls are changing clothes or something, which is often the case in youth romantic comedies.

The so-called open the door in the hemp style.

"coming…"

The voice was panting.

The person who opened the door was Qiao Liang. She recognized An Ting's voice and came out to open the door on purpose.

The dance room should be the only classroom with a wooden floor in the whole school. The moment the door is opened, there is a girl's fragrance and a faint musty smell.

Hmm...youthful breath.

Although it was winter, the girls couldn't bear to rehearse in a closed environment, and they all took off their coats, and they became very cool.

It's winter outside, and summer inside.

Qiao Liang has already taken off the hoodie, leaving only a gray vest, and the lower body is loose school uniform trousers. The tight top and bottom wide dress outlines a perfect figure. The body is dripping with sweat, especially the face, which is not long in the first place. Sticking to the face, the dull hair is still firm.

It's thought provoking.

And because the dance room has a specially-made wooden floor, they can only wear dance shoes when entering, and they are only rehearsing on the first day, so they are naturally unprepared, so they can only wear bare feet or socks.

Qiao Liang is barefoot.

Qiao Liang's face was originally very excited, thinking that An Ting had brought something to express his condolences, so he came out to open the door immediately, but he didn't expect the boy to be empty-handed.

"Cut... that's all you need?"

"An Ting, do you know? People don't have to come, but the condolences must arrive!"

"If you do this again, I won't allow you to come over!"

"I'm the president of the dance club, I have the power!"

Unexpectedly.

The next moment, An Ting raised his phone, full of confidence, and said: "Xiaowai, if... I mean if, if I treat you to dinner, how should you thank me?"

At that moment, the west-slanting sunset fell behind the young man.

The whole person exudes holy light.

Qiao Liang was very cooperative, covering his mouth, pretending to be grateful, and said: "Ting~brother~brother~, really?"

"Sister Qiao Liang, seriously!" An Ting looked at Qiao Liang's proud bust and smiled confidently.

Hmm... Because of Qiao Liang's too lively personality, the teenager preconceived that she was a younger sister.

at the same time.

All the other girls were laughing, the conversation between these two was so fucked up.

Qiao Liang turned around and said excitedly to the girls: "Announce something, someone invites you to dinner tonight!"

The girls were chirping like larks, and they were really happy—since An Ting showed his mobile phone, it must be a takeaway rather than a restaurant.

Followed by.

Under the leadership of Qiao Liang, An Ting entered the dance room.

The moment he entered, the young man met Song Ci's gaze. The latter was also covered in sweat, with a long-sleeved T-shirt, school uniform trousers, and white socks with a little black. It wasn't Song Ci's dirty, but the floor of the dance room was dirty. .

This girl doesn't like showing her feet.

An Ting looked at Song Ci with a hint of arrogance, and smiled slightly: "Hey, I invite you to dinner."

Just when An Ting was about to meet Song Ci's grateful eyes, the latter had a sign of anger on his forehead, frowned, and said word by word: "I! Yes! Big! Sister! Sister!"

"hold head high???"

Ok.

The boy had just called Qiao Liang his big sister, and Song Ci listened, naturally being stingy.

Why do you call her big sister, but call me young lady! ?
An Ting had to sigh with emotion that Song Ci's ears were really sensitive.

This can all be heard.

While An Ting and Song Ci were interacting, the girls present started booing again, teasing An Ting for being a 24-year-old boyfriend, fearing that his girlfriend would rehearse too late and not be able to eat a hot meal, so he invited everyone to dinner .

Song Ci knew that Anting was not short of money, the scholarship for the high school entrance examination and part-time salary were enough for him to be arrogant in the circle of middle school students.

At first, Song Ci didn't like to take advantage of Anting, and cared about it. This was a reaction of disapproval, and she didn't consider her a family member; now, she can naturally accept the boy's kindness, a certain degree of kindness.

"Well, let's order takeaway. It's winter and I don't want to eat cold food."

This is also true.

On campus in winter, it is usually after five o'clock, and it is difficult to eat warm meals.Since the lunch box was stolen, Song Ci didn't steam rice anymore.

"Leave it to me! You must have a hot meal."

At this moment, a sense of mission emerged spontaneously in the boy's heart.

"Great!"

The dance team of the No. [-] Middle School is a women's club. When it was first established, gender issues were not considered. It should be that there are too few boys who signed up, so they simply did not recruit men.

It's a bit like a basketball team. I originally wanted to form a women's team, but I couldn't recruit enough people.

Although I don't know how many people there are in the dance club, there are only seven people who participated in the performance at the New Year's Day Gala.

seven...

Odd numbers are inevitable. In every team, odd numbers can highlight the C position.

The C position is not someone else, but Song Ci.

Qiao Liang's playfulness is far greater than the desire to win. Although she is the president, she has no interest in these details. She probably saw Song Ci's desire to win and deliberately gave it to her.

Maybe An Ting thought too much, does this careless girl have so many thoughts?

Closer to home.

"Then what do you want to eat, hurry up."

Anting called a tea restaurant in the old market. Since the secret base included two meals, he recorded the takeout phone number of the restaurant near the city square.

Seven girls gathered around.

Song Ci ordered a pork rib rice, and Qiao Liang ordered a chicken drumstick rice.

An Ting was not full just now, and he ate cockroach legs. He wanted to order a chicken leg rice, but the girl Qiao Liang was indignant, and said: "Brother Ting, don't be like this, you order something different, it's interesting to share like this !"

"Damn, is this also in your plan?"

"Giggle."

In desperation, An Ting still ordered a different beef and egg rice.

The time is about 5.40 minutes. Anyway, waiting for the takeaway is a waste of time. The girls continued to rehearse.

An Ting looked inside the house for a while, then went out and stood in the corridor, waiting for the delivery to arrive.

On the one hand, it’s the first day of rehearsal, it’s all decomposing movements, there’s nothing to look at, um… This is against my will, but it’s still a bit good-looking, and the looks and body are all there.

On the other hand, the smell of the dance studio is a bit strange...

There is no dance major in high school, the dance room is not used much all year round, the wooden floor will have a faint musty smell, seven women take off their shoes and nest together to rehearse, naturally sweating a lot...

Sweat, mold, and fragrance are intertwined together, coupled with the graceful figures of the girls, especially Qiao Liang and Song Ci, Anting, who has a 29-year-old soul, can't help falling into a trance, feeling depressed and dry of.

avoid, avoid...

These days, there are no food delivery platforms, no riders, and merchants deliver by themselves.

Anting did not use the name of a private person, but the name of a secret base. The other party knew that it was an old customer, so they rushed to deal with it, and they arrived in less than 10 minutes.

Just when An Ting was going to pick up takeaway, Qiao Liang and Song Ci appeared together.

There are eight dinners in total, and the young man is struggling alone, so the two of them helped.

The two girls put on their shoes, Song Ci tied a bow in a serious manner, and Qiao Liang stuffed the shoelaces inside.

Many details can reflect the character.

One is like summer, one is like winter, one is presumptuous, and the other is restrained.

(End of this chapter)