Mid single, I am blue, don't bark

Yan Ming thinks that he is not so superficial and deep-faced, and he is not so lustful that he is insane, but this Lu Ziju's appearance is a bit too stimulating for his aesthetics.In other words, it completely conforms to Yan Ming's aesthetics, regardless of gender.

Yan Ming has a crush on pretty creatures. In high school, he also had some interest in the handsome boy in the class next door, but after seeing that boy holding his booger in public, his affection was in vain. So stay away from it.

And Lu Ziju's gestures to Yan Ming are still so pleasing to the eye.

To sum it up, Lu Ziju is good-looking, so fucking good-looking, so fucking charming, and so good-looking and charming that he has a very high-end sense, which is different from ordinary coquettish sluts.

It was not embarrassing for Yan Ming to be insulted by Lu Ziju, and he smiled back and asked, "Why am I sick?"

"I don't have money on my face, so I don't need to keep looking at it." Lu Ziju smiled.

Yan Ming: "Your face is more beautiful than money."

Lu Ziju: "..."

Lu Zhinan said that he couldn't hear any implication.

Guo Hongcong brought some small toys from the other side, and put them on the table here, one of which was stacked high.The building blocks are stacked high, and each person draws a small building block from it. Whoever collapses the building block loses.

"I lost the fine wine." The Minister of Sports gave them a smirk, and put a few bottles of wine on the table.

The freshman officers were not afraid, and rolled up their sleeves and began to draw building blocks.

They came one by one in the order of their seats. Everyone held their breath and concentrated carefully, but none of the building blocks fell down. Then it was Lu Ziju's turn.

When we arrived at Lu Ziju's place, the building blocks were already crumbling and might collapse at any moment.

They didn't roll dice to decide which block to draw, they drew a block at random based on their personal judgment.

All eyes fell on Lu Ziju, but he was very calm. He looked at Jenga up and down, stretched out his hand, and gently pulled out a building block.

Jenga shook a few times with his movements, which was very scary, but finally stabilized without collapsing.

Lu Ziju smiled slightly, and looked at the next player, Yan Ming.

Yan Ming's expression was very embarrassed: "I played this game before with a curse, saying that I will collapse when I play."

A girl joked: "Let's see if the curse will continue today!"

Yan Ming made a mournful face, and stretched out his hand tremblingly.

Which one to take...

Lu Ziju watched Yan Ming think about it seriously, and then stretched out his hand to a very dangerous building block.

? !

Just as Lu Ziju wanted to remind Yan Ming, Yan Ming's sinful hands had already pulled out the building block.

With a "crash", the entire building block collapsed.

Yan Ming looked at everyone helplessly.

"Hahahaha, it really is a curse that will fall once you play!"

"Wine fine, fine wine!"

Yan Ming was willing to admit defeat, picked up the beer in front of him and drank it down.

The game of drawing blocks was still going on, and a girl in the back also accidentally collapsed the blocks, and said with a crying face that she couldn't drink, and everyone was not embarrassed by her quiet appearance.

After a lap, it was Yan Ming's turn again.

Everyone stared at Yan Ming intently.

Yan Ming concentrated on pulling out a piece with extreme caution. At first, it was calm, and after the building block maintained a short balance, it fell down again with a crash.

"Fuck." Yan Ming leaned back in his seat, resigned to his fate.

This kind of tragedy continued several times, and everyone sympathized with Yan Ming.

It wasn't until late at night that someone said, "It's getting late, have you all gone?" Only then did everyone realize that it was almost eleven o'clock.

Yan Ming was fined with alcohol until he was slightly drunk, his cheeks were flushed, his eyes were half watery, and he looked more handsome than usual.

"Ziju!" Guo Hongcong called to Lu Ziju, "Are you in the same building as Yanming? Look at him, he's a little drunk, he can't drink, boy."

Lu Ziju looked at Yan Ming who was walking a little bumpy, and nodded.

The others were not in the same major as them, and the dormitory building was not in the same direction. After saying goodbye at the fork, only Yan Ming and Lu Ziju were left.The evening wind was chilly, and Lu Ziju was shivered.

As Yan Ming was walking, he suddenly supported a nearby tree.

"Are you okay?" Lu Ziju walked to him, frowning.

Yan Ming waved his hand, then retched for a while, but didn't spit out anything.

Lu Ziju patted him on the back.

Yan Ming raised his head and smiled at him: "I'm fine."

"Do you want to help?"

"Yes." Yan Ming nodded firmly.

Lu Ziju: "..."

He had no choice but to stretch out his hand and hold Yan Ming by his arm.

The light red on Yan Ming's face gradually faded, and his face was extremely pale. Something flickered in Lu Ziju's peripheral vision. When he looked carefully, he found that it was the silver-gray earring on Yan Ming's ear, and there was an unidentifiable engraved on it. Know the pattern of something.

"What time is class tomorrow morning?" Yan Ming asked suddenly.

Lu Ziju: "08:30."

"I may not be able to get up tomorrow morning." Yan Ming sighed softly.

"There are so many excuses for not wanting to go to class." Lu Ziju mocked.

Yan Ming: "Old Tie, I really have a headache."

Lu Ziju: "I will tell the teacher for you."

Yan Ming: "Thank you, just tell the teacher that I'm sick, and make up the leave later."

The corner of Lu Ziju's mouth curled up a little: "I will tell the teacher that you missed class."

Yan Ming: "..."

Yan Ming's expression was serious: "Brother Lu Ziju."

Lu Ziju suppressed a smile and glanced at him: "I'm kidding you."

It was the first time Yan Ming saw Lu Ziju showing such a slightly black-bellied expression, like an ice and snow beauty who suddenly became active and radiant.

So cute.

Yan Ming's heart was full of flowers, and even his dizzy head seemed not so heavy.

Lu Ziju felt that Yan Ming leaned a little closer to him, and he couldn't help thinking, what kind of cuteness is this man doing?

The dormitory building was closed at eleven o'clock, and there was no way to go in. Yan Ming and Lu Ziju looked at each other, and walked in the direction of the corridor in tacit understanding, preparing to climb the stairs.

Climbing stairs is one of the necessary skills for college students who come back late. Fortunately, the first floor of the dormitory is not too high. Boys at this age are as nimble as gibbons, and they can climb up by three times, five times and two times.

Lu Ziju climbed first, grabbed the pole in the corridor, and jumped up.

"Come." Lu Ziju was afraid that Yan Ming's younger brother would be too weak to climb up, so he extended his hand to Yan Ming quite gentlemanly.

The corner of Yan Ming's mouth twitched: "I can climb up!"

Lu Ziju looked at him helplessly, and asked him to help him when he was walking just now. Will he climb the stairs and come back to life again?

Yan Ming has long hands and long feet, and he is quite handsome when he climbs the stairs. However, when he stepped on the corridor, there was an accident, and he was overwhelmed by the corridor pole and stumbled.

"Fuck." Yan Ming's center of gravity was unstable, and he fell straight forward. Lu Ziju quickly went over to help him, Yan Ming's young man was heavy, and the impact brought Lu Ziju down too.

When Lu Ziju's back fell on the cold floor of the corridor, he directly cursed: "Fuck you!"

Before Yan Ming could speak, he opened the door of the nearby dormitory and cursed: "Your mother must be sick when she climbs the stairs so loudly—excuse me."

"There are two gay guys out there, hot eyes." The cursing classmate closed the dormitory door and said to his other roommates, his voice was a bit loud.

Yan Ming and Lu Ziju: "..."

At this moment, Yan Ming fell on Lu Ziju's body.

"Get out." Lu Ziju pushed him away, hurting him to death.

"My fault, I didn't stand firm." Yan Ming was also in a panic, "I'm sorry, brother Lu Ziju."

Lu Ziju patted his clothes twice, and said indifferently, "Call me Dad."

Yan Ming was silent for two seconds: "Father."

Lu Ziju chose to forgive him.

"You, you didn't hurt from the fall, did you?" Yan Ming felt very sorry.

"Not so delicate."

The two walked towards the stairwell one after the other. Lu Ziju's dormitory was on the second floor. They arrived first and said to Yan Ming, "Goodbye."

Yan Ming grabbed him and said in a low voice, "I'm afraid of the dark."

Lu Ziju couldn't believe it: "What are you afraid of?!"

Yan Ming hesitated for a moment: "No, no... goodbye."

Lu Ziju saw him running away in a hurry, he was confused for a while, and went back to the dormitory by himself.

It was so late, all the lights in the dormitory were turned off, and there was no light at all. Yan Ming was locked in the toilet by his hag sister when he was a child, and he had a psychological shadow.

The next day Yan Ming went to class obediently, and when he woke up, his life was worse than death, extremely irritable.

Going downstairs to the dormitory, I saw Lu Ziju head-on, with a piece of bread in his mouth and a cup of jujube yogurt in his hand.

The sunlight dyed his hair, making it look a bit brown. Lu Ziju's face was beautiful and his expression was always indifferent. He was wearing a black sportswear today, and his waist and legs looked really good.

The irritable mood was swept away, as expected, beauty is the primary productive force, Yan Ming raised the corner of his mouth, and waved a very exaggerated hand at Lu Ziju: "Lu! Zi! Ju!"

Lu Ziju choked on the yogurt when he heard his voice.

"Yo, didn't you miss class?" Lu Ziju taunted him.

Yan Ming stretched out his index finger and waved it: "I am a good student."

Lu Ziju didn't even bother to look at him.

"I'm going to buy breakfast." Yan Ming patted him on the shoulder, glanced at his watch, and his slow pace became particularly rapid.

This week, as the National Day is approaching, the whole school is immersed in the false busyness before the holiday. It seems that classes are still going on as usual, but everyone's heart is no longer here.

Qi Qun didn't plan to come back for the National Day, his parents would go to T province to visit him, and asked Lu Ziju if he wanted to go to T province to make an appointment with him.

"What's the appointment?" Lu Ziju asked and sent him a voice message.

Qi Qun typed: I want to do that CNM here!We can go and play!

CNM is the most influential event in the field of digital interactive entertainment in the world in China. Similar to a large-scale comic exhibition, it is crowded with people every year. Lu Ziju mentioned to Qi Qun before that he wanted to go, but later the schedule was not exactly right, so it was delayed.

Lu Ziju wanted to think about it again, but didn't give Qi Qun an answer first.

Qi Qun: You must come, bro! ! ! ! !I don't want to accompany my parents to the chrysanthemum exhibition in the park! ! !

Lu Ziju: I want to go to the Chrysanthemum Exhibition because of what you said.

Qi Qun: Lu Ziju, you have a problem with your sexual orientation recently! ! ! ! ! !

Lu Ziju didn't bother to pay attention to him, and wondered if it was time to go back to accompany his grandma on the National Day, but his grandma recently raised a puppy, the kind of little dog that didn't grow up, very cute, and went to the square dance with his grandma every day , live with gusto.

There is another thing that is not big or small recently, that is, the season of Glory of Kings is over and the version is updated.

In the evening, Lu Ziju was making a WeChat official account for the student union, picked up his phone and saw a WeChat message from Han Shan.

Han Shan: God J, are you there?

--exist.

Han Shan: No ranking?

Lu Ziju: I have something to do right now, no.

Han Shan: That's okay, you go ahead.

After Han Shan added him, he didn't chat with him, after all, they were just netizens, and when they came to him, they called him to rank.

Lu Ziju appreciates Han Shan's game friends who don't talk nonsense. If they can get to know each other in life, they should be good friends.

But Lu Ziju is very clear about the second and third dimensions, and he doesn't like face-to-face netizens. After playing with that Yu Huachen for so long, he doesn't even know what the other party looks like.

Lu Ziju thought about finishing the official account quickly, and then went to Hanshan to rank.

In the end, when he went to look for Han Shan again, Han Shan told him not to play, but after playing the game, he found that Han Shan was in the game.

Lu Ziju suddenly felt a little unhappy.

The author has something to say: jealous!