Mecha Journey

After hurriedly going back to the dormitory and taking a shower, Yang Mu found that there seemed to be nothing good-looking in his wardrobe. After thinking for a moment, Yang Mu put on his military uniform and walked towards the auditorium.

When I walked out of the dormitory, the already bleak sky had turned completely dark, and tiny snowflakes began to float in the sky, shining brightly under the light of the street lights.

Yang Mu stretched out his hand to catch a few falling snowflakes and watched them quickly melt into snow in his hands. Yang Mu tightened the brim of his hat and quickened his pace.

The New Year's Eve party was originally going to be held last week, but the first batch of students went out to perform tasks, so it was postponed for another week. Moreover, the various activities originally organized were finally put together as a dance party. As the main body, everyone can play as they please, which can be regarded as a unique party.

Walking to the door of the auditorium, a gap was exposed in the heavy door, and the warm yellow light refracted from inside, illuminating the white steps, which made it feel like a world away.

Opening the door, the hot breath suddenly hit his face. Yang Mu shook his head and saw clearly what was going on inside.

In the retro-style auditorium, a hanging crystal chandelier in the middle is emitting yellow light. There are hundreds of students in the auditorium, but no one with other identities is here.

Melodious classical music came from the auditorium, and many of the colorfully dressed academies were dancing. On both sides, some people gathered together, chatting, drinking, and everything else.

The school deliberately gave all students a relaxing night, but what relaxing means is that they don’t have to get up early tomorrow morning. Now they can sing to their heart’s content, dance to their heart’s content, drink freely, and eat and drink as much as they want.

So this is a rare day to live in a decadent aristocratic atmosphere. Students who have been under heavy pressure for a long time will naturally not miss this good opportunity.

Yang Mu walked into the auditorium from one side, without any curiosity, and just walked straight to the table next to him.

From just now to now, Yang Mu hasn't eaten anything. If Ji Mo hadn't urged him two or three times, Yang Mu would have planned to come back after eating.

But now looking at the rich food on the table, Yang Mu smiled slightly. Fortunately, he didn't really eat before coming back.

That’s fine, I can go back and write down my thoughts after eating.

Yang Mu found a stool and sat down, looking at the delicious and delicious food in front of him, he raised his eyebrows.

He reached for chopsticks and a plate, poured some soy sauce, picked up a piece of fish, dipped it in, and put it into his mouth.

The smooth and tender feeling was very refreshing, and Yang Mu showed an expression of enjoyment on his face. Then the next second, Yang Mu suddenly opened his eyes, glanced slightly at both sides of himself, quickly brought the whole plate of fish in front of him, and started Eat big chunks.

"Mom sells batches..."

While Yang Mu was eating, a rich but somewhat angry voice came from across from Yang Mu. Yang Mu raised his head and almost spit the fish meat in his mouth into the other person's face.

Yang Mu never saw that sitting across from his table was Quinn. However, the way Quinn was dressed now really made people laugh.

Quinn was sitting there with a lifeless look on his face, holding a shortbread in both hands and chewing on it, while his eyes were staring in one direction in the field.

Yang Mu followed the direction of Quinn's eyes and saw Yuan Miao, who was wearing a white skirt and dancing with a senior.

Realizing the reason, Yang Mu turned back to look at Quinn, still unable to help but laugh.

Quinn has black skin. I don’t know where he got a black suit today. Even his tie is black.

The only parts of Quinn's body that are not black that can be seen now are the collar and cuffs of his white shirt, and Quinn's white teeth.

Yang Mu called out to Quinn, but the other party ignored him. He was still looking straight at the field. Yang Mu picked up the pepper bottle next to him and threw it over. Only then did Quinn react.

"Ah, Yang Mu, when did you come?"

Quinn looked at Yang Mu who was wearing a military uniform and said with some surprise: "Why are you still here wearing a military uniform?"

"What's wrong? Isn't it okay?" Yang Mu said while grabbing the food and pointing at Quinn.

"I asked, what thoughts did you have that prompted you to wear a black suit?"

Hearing Yang Mu say this, Quinn became even more angry. He took a bite of the shortbread in his hand and said angrily: "It's all Ji Jin's fault. That guy deceived me and said that he looks handsome in a black suit."

At this time, Ji Jin, who was surrounded by several girls, naturally did not expect that his aesthetics would be criticized for the first time.

"This suit was made by Lao Zhao in the cafeteria, and it cost me two months' allowance!"

"It turned out to look like this."

"Oh, what a miserable man."

Quinn said, he couldn't help shaking his head and sighing, but he still kept glancing in the direction of Yuan Miao, but he noticed that Yang Mu was beside him, and he didn't dare to look straight at him like he just did.

Yang Mu smiled, sat down with the plate, and said to Quinn while eating.

"Quinn, let me tell you, the brave will starve to death and the timid will starve to death. Be brave. Be brave. Bravery means everything."

After listening to Yang Mu's words, Quinn turned his head to look at Yang Mu and looked away; then turned his head to look at Yang Mu again and looked away again.

After a moment, Quinn finally sighed.

"I don't talk to people who have girlfriends, thank you."

After speaking expressionlessly, Quinn grabbed another shortbread and continued to sit down and chew it.

Seeing Quinn like this, Yang Mu shrugged and started walking around the table with the plate, taking a bite here and there.

Just when Yang Mu was almost done eating and ready to run away, Yang Mu, who was still destroying the last few pieces of fruit, was patted on the shoulder. Yang Mu turned around and saw Ji Mo looking at him with a smile. .

Today, Ji Mo is wearing a blue skirt, the skirt reaches to the ground, starlight is dotted on the pleats of the skirt, shining under the warm yellow light.

The face was painted with a faint expression, which was not stunning, but a spontaneous temperament was displayed, which made Yang Mu feel as if there was a princess standing in front of him.

"What a coincidence, Ji Mo." Yang Mu puffed out his cheeks and chewed the watermelon, saying with a smile.

Ji Mo glanced at the plate Yang Mu was holding, and then at the military uniform Yang Mu was wearing.

Yang Mu, who is nearly 1.8 meters tall, is wearing this military uniform. The slim-fitting military uniform complements Yang Mu's tall and straight body.

Ji Mo looked at Yang Mu's outfit. Not only did she not feel any discomfort, but the smile on her face became even stronger. The next moment, Ji Mo smiled and stretched out his right hand towards Yang Mu.

"Won't you ask me to dance?"

Wearing gloves made of blue silk, Ji Mo's hands looked very slender. Among girls, Ji Mo had a delicate face and a beautiful figure, and was also the center of attention.

As long as Ji Mo sits aside, someone will come up and invite Ji Mo to dance. But now, Ji Mo took the initiative to reach out to Yang Mu and invite Yang Mu to dance with him.

Yang Mu looked at Ji Mo's outstretched hand, then looked at the smiling expression on Ji Mo's face, and pursed his lips. He was about to say something, but someone suddenly interrupted the atmosphere between the two.

"Ji Mo, can I invite you to dance with me?"

A calm voice with a hint of provocation came. Ji Mo and Yang Mu looked to one side at the same time, and what they saw was a familiar face.

Tao Meng.

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