It's not my fault to be ugly

"Strange, why can't I get through to Senior Pei Fei's mobile phone number recently?" They had already exchanged mobile phone numbers last time, but they haven't contacted by mobile phone for the time being: "Could it be that he has set up harassment blocking?"

"But if my number is in his contact list, it won't be blocked..." Feng Dingkun was puzzled.

Before the game, Pei Fei invited him to hang out several times, but he refused.Now that the game is over and he is free, Pei Fei's cell phone cannot be connected.

"Could it be that he deleted my mobile phone number because I didn't get in touch with him a while ago?" Feng Dingkun was muttering, when Zhuo Ying took a picture.

"Be serious, the goddess is coming!" After the competition, Zhuo Ying dragged him to participate in voluntary labor in the support club every day, and soon got the qualification to participate in Lu Mingran's meeting and exchange meeting.

Feng Dingkun stared blankly at Zhuo Ying with dark circles under his eyes: "What's so exciting, I can see him every day."

Because Zhuo Ying pulls him to do voluntary labor every day, he is seriously deprived of sleep and can't keep up his spirits when doing anything.

"Are you showing off your relationship with the goddess?" Zhuo Ying looked envious and jealous.

Feng Dingkun put away his mobile phone and was about to speak when the president of the support club led someone in and clapped his hands: "Before classmate Lu Mingran comes, let me say a few words first."

"The original intention of the support club was to protect classmate Lu Mingran, and to kill all unfavorable factors against him! Some people spread rumors that are not good for classmate Lu Mingran, we must stop them! Someone photographed classmate Lu Mingran with negative We have to stop it! There are black fans, perverted idiots stalking and hurting Lu Mingran, we have to stop it!"

She took out a photo from her bag and said angrily, "But what's going on with this photo?! Someone actually took a picture of Lu Mingran's not-so-good-looking side, and we were all kept in the dark!"

The members were chattering and scrambling to circulate the photo. Feng Dingkun took a look at it and laughed.It turned out that Lu Mingran got flour all over his face when he was making dim sum in that handicraft workshop.When he smiled, the people around him—especially the girls glared at him angrily.

Feng Dingkun stuck out his tongue and handed the photo to Zhuo Ying.

"It's disgusting! Who took this photo?! It would be terrible if it was spread!" an officer said nervously.

"Don't worry, I've already bought the negatives." The president looked at everyone and said, "Everyone is the backbone elite of the support club. I hope everyone can cheer up and try to avoid such incidents from happening again!"

"Okay!" Zhuo Ying yelled energetically along with the people around her, and quietly stuffed the photo into her bag.

It's simply heresy.Although Feng Dingkun thought so, he couldn't help shouting along.

Not long after, Lu Mingran came.Everyone stood up to welcome them.Lu Mingran nodded with a smile, looked around, and naturally walked to Feng Dingkun and sat down.

The chairman and several officers couldn't help feeling sorry.

Zhuo Ying looked bewildered, seeing that her seat was taken, she could only go to sit next to the others.

The screening room soon began to play a documentary. Feng Dingkun watched the elephant shrews running around looking for food on the big screen, as if hypnotized by the running rhythm, couldn't help dozing off.

He was awakened by the itching in his waist, raised his head from the shoulders of the people beside him, looked around, and whispered, "Hey, why isn't it over yet?"

Lu Mingran looked at him expressionlessly: "It's almost over."

Feng Dingkun obviously sensed Lu Mingran's dissatisfaction, he glanced at him vigilantly, retracted his neck, and remained silent.Lu Mingran obviously didn't intend to let him go, and angrily scolded him in a low voice: "You can still fall asleep while watching a movie with me! Am I too unattractive?!"

"Yes, sorry..."

"How did you sneak into my support club?"

At this moment, the screening ended, and everyone stood up.The president looked at Lu Mingran and said with a smile: "Student Lu Mingran, we are going to an off-campus party, do you want to come together?"

In the past, she had invited Lu Mingran many times to participate in the entertainment after the meeting, but she was rejected without exception.Originally, this time was also a hopeless routine, but Lu Mingran nodded: "Okay."

A group of people went to Kaiguang outside the school. Feng Dingkun didn't want to participate in this kind of party and entertainment, but since Lu Mingran went, he followed.The two walked leisurely behind, Lu Mingran would pinch him from time to time and murmur: "It's too much, too much."

Feng Dingkun was pinched by him so much that he wanted to laugh but didn't dare, desperately begging for mercy.In front of others, Lu Mingran is obviously a high-quality idol who is gentle, rational and decathlon image, but when it comes to him, he is like a kindergarten child, never hiding his childish side.

Love to cry and smug, stubborn and stubborn, and love to bully him.

I really don't know what I think is good about him!

The playful two fell into Zhuo Ying's eyes, he shook his head and sighed the whole time, and when he arrived in Kai Guang's box, he still looked depressed.Feng Dingkun asked him what was wrong, but he received accusing and dissatisfied eyes: "I value sex over friends, Lao Feng, I really misunderstood you! You have been showing affection, have you considered my feelings?"

"What, what a show of affection!" The scars on Feng Dingkun's face turned red.

"Hmph, if you want to ask for my forgiveness, promise me..." Zhuo Ying approached him, lowered her voice, and said mysteriously: "Steal me the goddess' panties! Anyway, you two are so close now, so A little something..."

Before he finished speaking, Feng Dingkun jumped up and beat him violently.

The president called for wine, and a bunch of people formed a circle, with an empty wine bottle spinning in the middle.The person who wins the game can turn the wine bottle. When the wine bottle stops, whoever the bottle mouth points to has to accept the winner's instructions.

Sitting opposite Feng Dingkun, Lu Mingran winked at him, meaning to trick him later.

However, after more than ten rounds, none of them was pointed at by the bottle.The president and several officers were a little disappointed.

This round of bottle mouth pointed to another girl, her name is Xiang Yingying, and she is an officer of the support club.The one who won the game happened to be Qiu Ru, a senior manager who was at odds with her.

Qiuru smiled, picked up the wine bottle and looked at Xiang Yingying: "You have to do what I say, right?"

Xiang Yingying hated herself for being so unlucky, but the bottle was facing her.

Xiang Yingying: "What do you want me to do?"

"I want you..." Qiuru smiled: "Kiss with Feng Dingkun!"

"What!" Feng Dingkun jumped up: "It's none of my business! I don't want it!"

"Tch, you should be laughing if Yingying wants to kiss you." A male officer said dissatisfiedly.

"Hurry up! Student Xiang Yingying." Qiu Ru looked at her with a smile: "Since you have already participated in the game, you must abide by the rules."

No one really listened to Feng Dingkun, nor did they care if he cared.

Since he won the first place in the swimming competition, most of the students' attitudes towards him have changed a lot, but until now, Feng Dingkun realized that in fact, everyone's attitudes have not changed much in essence, just like ignoring his thoughts like this, In fact, these people did not respect him from the bottom of their hearts.

However, as a noble school, most of the students here are from rich and noble backgrounds. They have learned many skills since they were young, but they have not been taught what respect is.

Manipulating others according to their own preferences like Qiu Ru seems to be their normal state.

"Don't..." Xiang Yingying was forced into a hurry, and she whispered aggrievedly, and then she cried: "I don't want to kiss Feng Dingkun!"

Although I really want to say "I don't want to kiss you either!", but saying this to a crying girl at this time is tantamount to adding fuel to the fire, and Feng Dingkun can only give up with a headache.

"How about I replace you." Lu Mingran gently patted Ying Ying.Everyone was stunned, as if their acupuncture points had been tapped, only a pair of eyes followed Lu Mingran.

He walked up to Feng Dingkun, cupped his face, and blinked.Although he didn't say it, Feng Dingkun also understood what Lu Mingran meant: You are really lucky to be able to kiss me, why don't you hurry up and thank you?

Although Lu Mingran had a vicious and triumphant smile on his face, looking at his face from a close distance, it was as if he had been impacted by the fourth world. Feng Dingkun was so weak that he couldn't push him away at all.

Lu Mingran's face got closer and closer.

Feng Dingkun's heart was thumping wildly, his eyes were full of stars, and he couldn't think at all.

At this moment, he was suddenly pushed away!

The two people who were interrupted turned their heads and saw that many people had broken expressions on their faces.

The president frowned: "Student Lu Mingran, please don't make such a joke, okay?! You and Feng Dingkun... really don't get along! I'd rather see you kiss Zhuo Ying!"

Zhuo Ying held her face shyly: "Really?"

"That's right!" "Although Feng Dingkun is a good swimmer and has a good figure, he...he really..."

Feng Dingkun and Lu Mingran looked at each other, and he could feel a subtle change in Lu Mingran's mood.

Maybe Yu Wenning accused him of not caring, and the president accused him of not caring, but there are too many people talking, he must have no way not to care!

Being talked about too much, even if it's me, I can't help but take it to heart.

"Okay, let's go here first today." Lu Mingran didn't look at Feng Dingkun again.

Everyone also felt that it was boring to make such a fuss, so they checked out and left.

Feng Dingkun took a picture of Zhuo Ying: "Give me the photo."

"What photo?" Zhuo Ying pretended to be stupid.

"I saw it! You secretly hid Lu Mingran's photo!"

Zhuo Ying reluctantly took out the photo.Feng Dingkun snatched it away, glanced at it, and put it in his schoolbag.Zhuo Ying was a little unconvinced, and asked, "Hey! Why do you have to give me the picture of the goddess?"

"Because..." Feng Dingkun thought for a while: "This photo belongs to Lu Mingran, so it should be handed over to him! I'll give it to him."

"Cut." Zhuo Ying reluctantly left.

Feng Dingkun went upstairs to the dormitory, put down his schoolbag, and took out the photos to look at.Lu Mingran in the photo is in that handmade dim sum workshop, making dim sum by the window.His face was covered in flour, and he did look a little funny.Feng Dingkun watched and couldn't help but burst out laughing.

At this time Xiaoling opened the door and came in, Feng Dingkun quickly put the photo upside down on the bed, looked at Xiaoling: "Hey, why didn't you go to the club activities today, and you came back so early?"

Xiao Ling smiled: "I have a cold and feel a little uncomfortable."

Feng Dingkun saw that his face was indeed a little bad, so he nodded: "There are still medicines in the cabinet, I'll take a bath first. After I finish washing, the temperature in the bathroom will rise, so you won't be cold when taking a bath."

Xiao Ling looked at Feng Dingkun gently and nodded.

Feng Dingkun took his clothes and went into the bathroom.Xiao Ling walked to the bed, picked up the photo and looked at it, with a sneer on the corner of his mouth, and clipped the photo into his textbook.

Feng Dingkun came out of the shower, applied medicine to his scar, and looked for the photo on the bed, but couldn't find it.

He was a little anxious, and searched around in the dormitory, but still couldn't find the photo.Xiao Ling came out of the bathroom, and he immediately asked, "Xiao Ling, have you seen the photo I put on the bed?"

Xiao Ling paused for a moment with his hand wiping his hair, then shook his head and said, "No."

He sat down beside Feng Dingkun, pretending to be ignorant and asked, "Whose photo?"

"Lu Mingyan."

"How come his photo is here with you?"

"I plan to give it to him tomorrow." Feng Dingkun searched all the pillows, but still couldn't find the photo, not only discouraged.

Two days later, when Feng Dingkun was doing his homework in the dormitory, he suddenly realized that he had forgotten to bring his textbooks.He glanced at the desk, picked up Xiaoling's book and flipped through it, and a photo slipped out of the book.

Feng Dingkun paused, bent down and picked it up.

When Xiao Ling came back, he saw Feng Dingkun was doing his homework with his back turned to him.He changed his archery uniform, walked over and said with a smile, "Brother Kun, our archery club will have a fellowship with the opera club tomorrow, do you want to go together..."

As soon as he finished speaking, he suddenly saw a photo next to Feng Dingkun's hand, on which Lu Mingran, whose face was covered with flour, was carefully pinching a dumpling in his hand.

"Why are my photos in your book?" Feng Dingkun turned his head and asked him.