She is A and Sa at the same table

Chapter 640 No, go back quickly
After a while, Xia Li let her go, wiped her tears with her hand, and returned to her usual high-spirited look: "He said that this little pain in the wind and rain is nothing! Wipe away the tears and don't be afraid! At least we can still Have a dream!"

Lin Qingyou: "..."

Well, the ability to withstand pressure is also a rare advantage.

"I can't just fall down!" Xia Li clenched her fists and said as if swearing, "Okay, I've decided, I'm going on a blind date! I'll go tomorrow!"

Xing Xiangxiang interjected: "Lili, we are not a blind date now, but a friendship."

"Oh yes, friendship." Xia Li nodded, "By the way, Youyou, don't you major in psychology? You can help me figure it out, is tomorrow an auspicious day, and is it suitable for friendship?"

Lin Qingyou, who was suddenly caught by the cue, opened her mouth: "...huh?"

This is definitely the worst time that psychology has been hacked. Who said that psychology majors have to learn these things?
"I'm not a witch or a half-celestial being, so how can it be considered an auspicious day?" Lin Qingyou didn't know where her misunderstanding of psychology came from, "Do you still remember those blind men who pinched their fingers to tell fortunes on TV?"

Xia Li was at a loss for a moment: "Blind fortune teller?"

"Yes." Lin Qingyou nodded, "The only thing I have in common with them is that I can also roll my eyes. If you ask me about the auspicious days of the zodiac, why don't you go to a temple and find a master to calculate it."

"..."

I have been busy for a week without touching the ground, and finally I have a rest time. Lin Qingyou originally planned to pamper her boyfriend who was put into limbo by herself at night, but she didn't want to suddenly post a message in the WeChat group of the music club. The notice said that a simple welcome party will be held in the evening.

Since it was the club's first event, and to welcome them, Lin Qingyou was too embarrassed to turn it down, so she had to temporarily let Jing Xing's pigeons go.

The president had a professional class tonight, so he couldn't come over, but the new members in the club were basically in order. Lin Qingyou glanced over, and the people inside were all unfamiliar faces. The only one who had an impression was Liu Yu—that day The boy who was in charge of accepting new ideas and muttering "I must have had a dream" was said to be the vice president of the club.

Sighing faintly, Lin Qingyou tried to minimize her sense of existence, took the initiative to find a seat in a corner, and sat down next to Xing Xiangxiang.

She has never liked this kind of crowded place. When she was in high school, she didn't take part in class parties very much.

If Du Mingyu hadn't been shy and stalked her and Jing Xing, they probably wouldn't even go to the class reunion before New Year's Eve every year.

Xing Xiangxiang is naturally cheerful, lively, and loves to chat. She belongs to the kind of girl who can call each other sisters with just three sentences. Naturally, she can handle such a crowded and unfamiliar situation with ease.

Lin Qingyou felt a little uncomfortable, and wondered again and again whether her brain was flooded, so Xing Xiangxiang dragged herself to join this damn music club.

What's even worse is that this music club really took her in.

Hmm... Thinking about it this way, maybe it's not her brain that got water, but their vice president's brain.

Sitting next to Lin Qingyou's right hand was a boy, probably also a freshman, wearing a T-shirt just issued by the club.

As soon as Lin Qingyou turned her head and talked to Xing Xiangxiang, the boy took the initiative to pour a cup of tea for the girls around him.

Lin Qingyou turned her head and saw the water glass in front of her. She froze for a moment, then quickly came to her senses and thanked the boy politely.

The boy waved his hand, indicating that it was just a trivial matter, and then greeted her warmly: "Hello, classmate, my name is Zhou Wenhuan, a freshman in the Department of Astronomy."

Lin Qingyou made a self-introduction without distraction: "Lin Qingyou, from the Department of Psychology."

Zhou Wenhuan grinned: "I know you. Didn't you sing a big bowl of wide noodles during the interview? I was queuing behind you and heard it all."

Lin Qingyou: "..."

Zhou Wenhuan: "Your rap is great, with clear enunciation, orderly accents, and a particularly good sense of rhythm."

Lin Qingyou: "..."

Can you stop mentioning her rap?
Just listening to him say that, she was about to suffocate in embarrassment, did she have to be forced to recall that appalling bowl of lasagna over and over again to be happy?

"Really, I think you are very talented in music, your pitch is also very good, and...well, you are very good anyway, I am optimistic about you, and in time, you will become a great player." Zhou Wenxuan blew It's awesome that his face doesn't change.

If it wasn't for Lin Qingyou's clear knowledge that during the interview, she would have to pull out a long and wide bowl of noodles by herself, and she would have wondered if this classmate had admitted the wrong person.

"Okay, that's fine." Seeing that Zhou Wenhuan hadn't finished blowing her rainbow fart, Lin Qingyou couldn't stand it anymore, and couldn't help interrupting him, "Thank you for your compliment, excuse me You are lucky."

Zhou Wenhuan changed the subject with a smile: "By the way, are you a native of Xiangzhou?"

Lin Qingyou held her chin: "Ah... so it is."

Zhou Wenhuan: "I'm from Jiangzhou. I just came to Xiangzhou to go to university. I don't know many friends here. Can I make friends with you?"

"We're in the same club, aren't we just friends?" Lin Qingyou's words were very skillful, and she didn't bluntly agree.

Zhou Wenhuan had no doubts about him: "That's right, it's fate to meet you here. Hey, do you have any arrangements for the National Day?"

"Yes." Lin Qingyou made an excuse without blinking, "My boyfriend asked me to go hiking."

The accent of her speech was specially placed on the four words "my boyfriend".

Zhou Wenhuan was stunned for a moment, and subconsciously asked, "Do you have a boyfriend?"

"Yes." Lin Qingyou nodded, drawing the boundaries clearly.

But he was stupefied for just a moment, Zhou Wenhuan shrugged his shoulders, as if he didn't mind her having a boyfriend, and continued to talk to her with undiminished enthusiasm: "Then classmate, do you know any interesting places in Xiangzhou?"

The flirtatious meaning in his tone was too obvious, Lin Qingyou didn't want to continue chatting with him, and said lightly: "No, go back quickly."

"..."

Zhou Wenhuan laughed dryly: "Hahaha, I've come all the time, and I can't go back..."

The places where music clubs gather are usually KTV bars or the like. After dinner in the evening, Liu Yu waved his hand and booked a luxurious KTV private room generously.

The club is full of makba, all of them are talented, Lin Qingyou sat in the corner of the sofa with a few timid Xiaomengxin, playing with their mobile phones in every possible way.

At this moment, I finally experienced what it means to "the excitement is theirs, and I have nothing".

After singing for more than half an hour, Liu Yu greeted the people in the club, saying that he wanted to play a game to liven up the atmosphere.

At this time, someone raised his hand and suggested, "Senior, truth or dare is too boring, or let's play the drinking order!"

"Hey! I think this is good."

"That's right, I'm almost sick of playing games like Truth or Dare and Drumming and Passing Flowers. This time it's completely different."

This proposal was unanimously approved by those present.

It's just that, at any rate, these are true academic masters who have been slaughtered from thousands of students. Naturally, they are not playing the five leaders at the ordinary wine table, 666. After voting, they finally chose the form of Feihualing.

The members of the whole club were divided into two teams, each occupying a long table, which was full of fruit wine.

Liu Yu sat at the head, looked down, and then thought about it and said: "They all say that the beautiful day is beautiful and the moon is full, or we should choose the word 'moon'?"

The people below responded one after another: "Okay, everything is fine."

"That's fine." Liu Yu made an OK gesture, turned to look at a boy on his right, patted him on the shoulder and said, "Chen Rui, let's start with you? Back in order."

"Okay." The boy named Chen Rui readily agreed.

Lin Qingyou cheered up a little at the moment, this kind of game that requires the use of the brain is obviously much more interesting than the music torture just now, at least she no longer has to be in the state of being executed by Ling Chi.

Chen Rui stood up from his seat, and without thinking too much, he slowly opened his mouth: "April is the end of the world."

Order soldiers and generals, based on the month character, the fourth person from Chen Rui to drink.

Following his fall, everyone on the table counted in unison, and then their eyes fell on Lin Qingyou.

Lin Qingyou raised her head: "..."

Is this a good start?

Her luck has never been very good, why did the goddess of fate suddenly favor her today, and she just won a big jackpot?
But because she didn't know these people in the club, Lin Qingyou didn't think too much about it. According to the rules of the game, she picked up the fruit wine in front of her and drank it.

Then start the second round.

Chen Rui stared at her intentionally or unintentionally, and then said, "Zigui is crying to the west of Yuexiaolou."

It's fourth again.

"..."

Lin Qingyou resignedly picked up the wine glass.

Then came the third round.

Three times in a row, Chen Rui dropped the word "moon" on her body accurately, and Lin Qingyou noticed that he seemed to be doing it on purpose.

There is a saying that is good, there are only three things.

If it was a coincidence, the one or two times made sense, and it was her three times in a row, so it must have been intentional.

Even Xing Xiangxiang could see that something was wrong, leaned closer to Lin Qingyou, smacked her arm slightly, and asked her in a low voice: "Youyou, do you have a problem with Chen Rui?"

Lin Qingyou was at a loss for a moment: "Chen Rui?"

Who is this?
Xing Xiangxiang said: "It's the boy who always makes you drink. Is there something wrong with you two? Why do I feel that he is targeting you?"

"No." Lin Qingyou was also puzzled, "I don't even know him, so what's wrong with me?"

(End of this chapter)