The moon and people are still + extra

Ever since Jing Yi said that I am suitable for wearing skirts, I have been buying skirts crazily. The eyes of my roommates have also changed from being surprised at the beginning to being calm now. It's as simple as wanting it or not.

They haven't borrowed the piano yet, so let's practice like this first, and you can use the piano when you borrow it.

I hummed: You can arrange it.

I heard my seniors talk about the process of the program before, and I think my supporting role is really good, and I don’t need it at all, so I was chatting in the group that day, and I almost interrupted, playing the background music of the piano and violin Well, you guys dance just as well on stage.

Later, the dancing senior told me that the program would be full in this way.

I don't understand what she means by being full. Maybe she thinks that everything is self-sufficient called fullness, so as to show the talent and seriousness of the students.

Maybe I don't have the spirit of dedicating myself to art, I always feel that this is extremely troublesome, after all, in my opinion, that dance doesn't need live music at all.

In the following time, my senior and I made a slight revision to the score. During this process, my buttocks were getting more and more outward, almost half of my body was hanging in the air.

After the discussion came to an end, the senior suddenly turned to look at me and asked: Do you have a boyfriend?

The topic changed a little quickly. After the senior said this, he took another sip of the mineral water, and this action was accompanied by his wrist hooking my arm.

The sudden physical contact made me panic, I stood up immediately, feeling that the atmosphere was weird.

Looking down at the bench I was sitting on just now, I swallowed.

Senior's ass is really big.

No.I chuckled, and looked down at my phone: The classmate said roll call, so I'll go back first.

Maybe I was thinking too much, but I really felt awkward in that atmosphere.

I went back to the dormitory with my roommates after the Maoist class. After thinking about it for a long time, I finally decided to tell them what happened just now.

My narration does not contain any emotional color, nor does it contain my subjective consciousness. The tone is very similar to that of a fairy tale reading contestant who was eliminated when I was a child.

Is the senior handsome?

After they listened, the first question was this.

So without saying a word, I posted the photos in the circle of friends of the seniors in the dormitory group.

Handsome guy. Huang Ye was the first to yell, and he raised his eyebrows at me: I can spend more than an hour alone with such a handsome guy, you are fine.

I also clicked on the big picture and took a look, thought for a while and said: Maybe I am not so handsome.

Zhao Jie smiled: That's not too bad, the senior may be interested in you, you can use this to develop Keke.

I paused.

I actually want to hear something like this from their mouths, the seniors are like this, rehearse what little tricks they do, and their hands and feet are not serious, such words, but obviously their style of painting is not here.

They have already taken my mobile phone, zoomed in on the photo of the senior, and observed it carefully.Fortunately, the pixels of the senior's mobile phone are not good, and he even uploaded the picture. Otherwise, if he continued to observe like this, wouldn't all the moles and pores on his face be discovered.

I sighed and had to leave to take a shower.

But when I naively thought that this topic was going to end, there was a follow-up in English class four days later.

I admit, this is the most torturous English class I have ever experienced.

When the senior came to see me, it was during the class break. As the most active kid in the class, I was the most active kid in learning English. Of course, during the class, I was reviewing and preparing for what Teacher Jing asked just now, so when Huang Ye poked my arm, I thought she was Asked if I could go to the bathroom, she stabbed me twice after I waved my hand.

I looked up at her, and she motioned for me to look at the door.

The senior was standing at the door with his schoolbag on his back, looking inside.

Looking at it this way, he seems to be a bit handsome with the light behind his back.

My first reaction was to say hello to him, but I thought about it and pretended not to see it, so I lowered my head again.

He is looking at you. Huang Ye stabbed me again.

Before he had time to raise his head to meet the eyes of the senior, he heard Liu Yangyang shout: Senior, are you here to find Ke Ke?

My expression can be described as horrified, but the horrified has not been suppressed, Liu Yangyang's words made me even more horrified.

Senior, you have to take good care of our class flower.

I got up from my seat and wanted to refute something, but unfortunately, the class suddenly started booing, and even the students in Class 2 also booed together.

I:

How many people know about this shit?

These booing sounds were successfully mixed with the class bell, and also overwhelmed the sound of Jing Yi's footsteps coming in from the door.

My face turned red, it was so damn embarrassing, I couldn't hold back my words for a long time, so I sat down again, covering my head with my English textbook.

A few seconds later, I felt someone knocking on the book, I took it away, buried my face in my arms, only my eyes were exposed, and then I saw the senior's harmless face and his smile.

I have something to do with you, come out for a while.

I froze, he really came to look for me.