first love

Until the night before the primary election, Xie Nanqun found that he still had a little problem with his pitch.

Avoiding Wen Lan, he leaned against the balcony railing and secretly dialed the number of his overlord flower: "Hello, sister..."

A teasing voice came from over there: "Hey, isn't this my good brother? Why do you call me when you have time? Are you short of money?"

"When will I ask you for money, don't talk nonsense." Xie Nanqun lowered his voice. Since he was a child, he has been under the strict control of his sister, and his parents are playing crazy outside, and they don't get involved with the relationship between the siblings. , so he didn't dare to be too presumptuous, "By the way, I have a question to ask you—"

"What are you asking? Is it emotional confusion or learning difficulties?" My sister smiled heartily, and it seemed that she was not in a meeting.

When the words came to his lips, Xie Nanqun felt that it was difficult to speak, he hesitated for a long time before he said: "It's me...have I never been able to sing?"

The other party was stunned for a few seconds, and then laughed too loudly: "Xie Nanqun, do you want to learn to sing to chase girls? Let me tell you, it's impossible. It's been more than 20 years since you haven't got rid of your tone deafness, let alone This will be hard training for a while. Come, tell my sister, what kind of girl do you like..." Without hesitation to break the confidence of her younger brother, she decided to save this passage according to the recording, and send it to far away in Europe when the time comes parents, let them have fun too.

President Xie doesn't want other entertainment, but likes to betray his brother, especially to collect all kinds of black history of the other party, in the name of letting the future sister-in-law know him better.

Seeing that the topic was about to change, Xie Nanqun hurriedly interrupted the other party: "There are no girls! Our class is going to rehearse the program, sing a chorus, and I'm practicing!"

As soon as the words came out, the opposite party immediately sighed in disappointment, as if accusing him of disturbing himself for such a boring thing: "Okay, chorus... you pull that face, put on a handsome expression, and then do Mouth shape. Anyway, so many people on the stage can’t hear whether you sing or not, so it might be a bit embarrassing.” The more she said, the more she felt gloating.

"Thank you, goodbye." Xie Nanqun hung up the phone resolutely.

Regardless of how many text messages he would be bombarded with later, he took a deep breath and pinched his brows in embarrassment.

Wen Lan didn't know how much "pressure" his previously enthusiastic teaching would bring to the other party. He came out of the dormitory with his clothes in his arms, and looked at the lonely figure suspiciously: "Brother Qun, what are you doing?"

Xie Nanqun came back to his senses: "It's okay, I just talked to my sister on the phone."

"So you were chatting with your family, but why do you have such an expression..." Wen Lan muttered as he walked into the bathroom.Anyway, Xie Nanqun, with this expression on his face, will definitely not say the reason, and he doesn't need to ask the bottom line.

In the afternoon of the second day, everyone gathered outside the auditorium, and each changed into the clothes they had decided on before.Wen Lan fastened the top button, then tucked the hem of the shirt into his trousers, turned around, and found that Xie Nanqun was also dressed in such a serious manner, he couldn't help laughing: "Brother Qun is very handsome."

At first, I felt that my neck was being strangled by something, and wanted to loosen the button of the collar, but Xie Nanqun withdrew his hand when he heard the words: "Really? I always feel uncomfortable." I used to accompany my sister to various banquets, and I didn't dress up so seriously. Unexpectedly, a welcome party for freshmen was so demanding, and the buttons were fastened from the bottom to the top, which looked silly.

"Really." Wen Lan nodded without hesitation, but secretly added in his heart that no matter how the other party was dressed, he was in perfect shape, which made him envious and involuntarily wanted to get closer.

"Can't wear a tie?" Xie Nanqun didn't know what the normal-looking person in front of him was thinking, and looked at the box on the sink.

Wen Lan admitted embarrassingly: "I haven't worn this before..."

Before he could finish speaking, the other party had already opened the box, took out the black tie, straightened it out a few times, walked up to him and bent slightly to fiddle with it.

"Don't bow your head."

Xie Nanqun's voice suddenly approached, mixed with his slightly hot breath, Wen Lan only felt his ears heat up, obediently obeyed the other party's orders, and tried hard to restrain the desire to turn his neck.He squinted his eyes halfway, and could feel the slender hands with ten fingers moving flexibly around his Adam's apple, expertly tied his tie, and gently smoothed the wrinkles.

After a while, Xie Nanqun straightened up, with admiration in his eyes: "Not bad, very good-looking." Wen Lan is handsome, with a white shirt and black tie, he won't look old-fashioned, but highlights his facial features, just like a A gentle young master. "I think of you wearing those gold-rimmed glasses in the red show again." He teased.

"Isn't it in your drawer?" Wen Lan asked subconsciously.

Before the red show ended, Xie Nanqun asked the class committee to ask for the pair of glasses. He didn't know what the meaning was, so he insisted on putting them in the drawer.Occasionally, Wen Lan helped him tidy up his things, but he had to be careful, for fear that he would be angry if something was broken.

Xie Nanqun coughed a few times, and looked away as if to cover up.It can't be said that you were fascinated by the other person's appearance at the beginning, so you got dizzy and used glasses as a collection, right?

Just at this time, someone pushed open the door, and it was a few boys in the same class: "Hey, you two haven't changed your clothes yet? It's about to start."

"Here we come." The two replied in unison.

The performance was unexpectedly smooth. Although Xie Nanqun himself was a little frustrated, everyone performed well. The class leader ran around nervously to inquire about the scores of other classes.The results of the primary election were announced on the spot. Sitting in the auditorium, Wen Lan was also infected by the atmosphere, and his palms were sweating.

"Damn! Fuck your mother's finance!" The monitor suddenly roared and came back angrily.

The surrounding students gathered around and asked, it turned out that the School of Finance temporarily added the program, saying that they cooperated with the counselors and just squeezed out their class by a few tenths of a gap.The squad leader crumpled the sheet music in his hand, and said angrily, "I didn't inform you about the program at the beginning, it must be on purpose!"

As we all know, the School of Finance was added this year, which was independent from the original School of Economics and Trade. The two parties seemed to be born together, and the welcome party for freshmen was the first confrontation.It's just that they didn't expect that the financial side would be so shameless and overwhelm them with tricks.

Someone echoed, "Should I complain directly to the school?"

"The program prepared with the counselor... should be clear from above, it's useless."

"Hey, forget it, monitor, don't think too much, it's just a welcome party!"

Everyone chattered, and the atmosphere gradually calmed down, but the squad leader still frowned, took out his mobile phone and typed: "Hmph, if I don't complain, I will also post scolding on Moments."

Wen Lan also felt it was a pity, but there were too many twists and turns here, and he couldn't figure it out.As for Xie Nanqun, he didn't care about these at all. Seeing that he was not very happy, he comforted him: "Help the squad leader forward a few, and then the financial performance will be booed."

"Puchi." Wen Lan laughed, "It's not that easy... Also, I feel too aggrieved without saying a few words."