Pure 1 cannon fodder boyfriend dressed as school grass [Transmigration Book]

"Temporary?" Yan Bai looked across the table in disbelief.

The boy nestled in the booth, held a mug, took a sip of the durian sago in the cup, raised his gaze, and smiled apologetically at him, "Yes, temporarily."

Yan Bai confirmed again, "You still don't want to join Hanshan?"

Xu Ran's tone was Chen Ken, "Hanshan is your band."

"Then you promised so simply yesterday?"

"I know that the surname Gu deliberately provoked me, but I don't want him to come to me again in the future."

"I don't understand, why does Gu Chi want to motivate you to play a band so much?"

Xu Ran lowered his eyes and thought, "To be honest, I thought that Gu Chi wanted me to join his band, but looking at it now, it doesn't seem to be exactly the case. But, I'm sorry, I made my own decision and made it difficult for you."

"What do you mean?"

"Although I joined temporarily, but..." He changed the topic, his tone was serious in an instant, and his expression showed undisguised determination, "I will definitely be the lead singer."

Although I never brought the gossip on the Internet that "the opening is a picture, the story is all made up" to this person.

But looking at the opposite side, Yan Bai still found that this person was not exactly the same as he imagined, and even vaguely understood Gu Chi's approach.

He usually talks inside and out, and doesn't reveal all of his true thoughts, but whenever he mentions music, he will show absolute confidence-he is very aware of his abilities.

In fact, when he heard him call Gu Chi an idiot yesterday, Yan Bai really sweated for him.

If this was high school, Gu Chi could come over and kill him on the ground...

Yan Bai suddenly came up with a thought that even he thought was very strange, whether he was like Gu Chi, who once stood on a stage intertwined with colorful lights, burning the heat in his heart...

After Xu Ran's words were finished, Yan Bai only thought for a while, then raised his eyebrows and eyes with a smirk, "Since you have confidence, there is no problem, why am I not happy to let Gu Chi suffer?" He cut his tone and asked again He "Have you thought about the song you're going to perform that day?"

"Your writing is pretty good, I'll listen to you first."

"Okay, I'll send it to you later."

"If it's about the same, I'll go first." Xu Ran drank the last sip of durian sago, got up and prepared to leave.

Yan Bai thought of another question and stopped him, "Xu Ran, if you could write songs, would you consider forming your own band?"

Xu Ran was stunned for a moment before a calm smile appeared in his eyes, "But I really don't know how to write."

After finishing speaking, he went to the bar to settle the bill, turned around and waved, and left the milk tea shop alone.

Hongxia is burning brilliantly in the distant sky, and the heat of summer envelops people in it.

During evening classes, there were not many people on the road.

Xu Ran walked for a while, and saw a group of people gathered in front of the bulletin board of the student union not far away, discussing happily.

Leaning over, I saw that it was a collection of pictures from Hanshan's performance at the food festival yesterday, which was sorted out by the student union and hung on the bulletin board.

Of course, it was mainly the 360-degree handsome photos of Chairman Yan Bai with no dead ends, and several of them were brought to Xu Ran.

The boy in the photo is a little thinner, wearing plain white short sleeves, and carrying a dark green electric guitar, standing on the stage with a completely immersed expression covered by the sun.

Although the picture is simple, it is also vivid.

"I'm so angry, I went to metalworking for an internship yesterday, but I didn't see Yan Bai's performance."

"The temporary small stage set up at the entrance of the gymnasium is very simple and the performance is not very good. They just played casually yesterday. If you want to see it, you can wait until next week to go to the Bisheng Performing Arts Center to watch it."

"Yes yes yes, next week the club will be recruiting new ratings at the Bisheng Performing Arts Center, and the homecoming band will also be performing!!"

"The way home!! I want to see Suyang!"

"That's right, I heard it's thanks to my alma mater, free benefits."

"On the way home, such a celebrity can still think of Peking University, his alma mater."

"I think Su Yang is a bit old, but super handsome."

Xu Ran felt that if the 26-year-old Su Yang heard this, he might hit someone.

After taking a few glances, continue walking along the "Canteen North Road".

Beside the back door of the No. [-] canteen, Juanjuan cuts the red, white, and blue tri-color tubes rotating at the door, which is particularly eye-catching in the twilight.

Xu Ran reached out and touched the small piece of fabric on the left side of his neck.

Since Sister Juan said last time that she is in a special position and needs to communicate with the tattoo master again, he has been using Band-Aids to cover the "engineering" tattoos for the past few weeks, and the rash is almost coming out.

Now that you have passed by, you must ask.

Pushing open the glass door, the lights inside were dimmed.

Because there were no guests, only a 90s-style European-style floor lamp with high feet was lit at the corner of the door.

The warm yellow light spreads downwards, blurring the slender figure under the lamp into a hazy brilliance.

Sister Juan was stepping on a red leather-covered stool, reading a book with her head down.

Hearing the sound, he closed the book, put it on the small table next to him, stood up and greeted, "Student, do you want a haircut?", and turned on the light.

Brilliant white light illuminated the whole shop. Sister Juan stared at the classmate who had cleared her hair for a few seconds, and asked in surprise, "Are you Xu Ran?"

Xu Ran was surprised, "Sister Juan, do you know my name?"

Sister Juan picked up the towel and patted the remaining hair crumbs on the chair, "Hey, the photo of your performance yesterday is still on the bulletin board, so handsome."

It turned out to be the case.

Sister Juan asked again, "Are you going to push your head?"

Not really.

Xu Ran said, "Sister Juan, do you still remember that you promised to help me get the tattoo done?"

"Oh." Sister Juan suddenly realized, "Yes, there is such a thing."

"wait."

She turned into the storage room behind the store, and after a while, she took out a cardboard box.

"Sit down, I'll show you the tattoo."

Xu Ran sat on the one-legged chair, took off the band-aid, turned his neck slightly, and showed her the black "gc" tattoo on the left.

Sister Juan suddenly asked an embarrassing question, "Is this tattoo meant by Gu Chi?"

Xu Ran...

Obviously, Sister Juan not only knew her name, but also heard a lot of gossip.

"It's Gu Chi." After admitting it calmly, he turned to the main topic, "Then sister Juan, please help me get rid of it."

"Okay." Sister Juan put the paper box on the barber table in front of him, and introduced solemnly, "Now, there are two ways."

Xu Ran took a glance. In the cardboard box, on the left was a pile of tattoo paper-like things with patterns, and on the right were two small plastic bottles.

Sister Juan explained, "One way is to use this tattoo sticker to cover the tattoo."

Xu Ran felt very strange, "Is this a one-off?"

Sister Juan is very confident in her tattoo stickers, "The stickers are realistic in design, waterproof and wear-resistant, let alone exposed to wind and sun, and can't be rubbed off even in the shower. Once you stick it, it can last for about a month. Even after a month, the pattern will wear off a little. , You have to use a special potion to clean it up."

Temporary occlusion, this operation... a bit confusing.

The point is, you can see Peppa Pig on the top of the sticker pile with a scan...

Then asked, "Is there another way?"

Sister Juan took out two small bottles, "Wash off the tattoo."

This is the correct way to open.

Just as Xu Ran spread out his smile, he saw an unspeakably complicated expression on Sister Juan's face, "Tattoos can be washed off, and I even made a remote video call to learn from the tattoo master for two hours. But, listen to me Introduce a method."

"The technology I use is leading in the industry. After the tattoo is removed, only a very shallow scar will be left. It is called chemical corrosion."

corrosion?

Xu Ran was a little confused.

Sister Juan picked up two small bottles and explained, "The two solutions are blended according to the proportion, and then they are used to wash your tattoo. This potion is corrosive, so you must be careful when wiping it. Especially, your position is so special, the carotid artery Come on, don't pay attention..." Sister Juan swallowed the rest of the words, her expression became more and more elusive.

A little inattentive?

Xu Ran felt terrified.

"What will happen if you don't pay attention?"

"You think, you are the main artery, and this is the place where ancient people committed suicide..."

suicide?

Xu Ran was completely heartbroken.

After letting the boys understand all the risks, Sister Juan finally showed a firm smile as if she was fighting to the death, "Although this is the first time I have tattooed someone, I will do my best, Xu Ran, do you believe me?"

"actually, I……"

Xu Ran answered sadly in his heart that he didn't believe it!

The expression was relaxed and at ease, and there was even a warm smile on the corner of his lips, and then he answered clearly, "...I think Peppa Pig is pretty good."

social enough.

"Which one do you like? Ten yuan a piece, you can choose whatever you want, and you can have enough patterns." Sister Juan poured out all the tattoo stickers on the table.

Ten yuan, it's cheap and fine.

Piggy Peppa of course not, Xu Ran searched and found a relatively simple one by accident.

A plain black guitar tattoo, the size of a thumb, just enough to cover the "gc".

Use it first, and talk about it later when you encounter the right opportunity.

After putting it on, I looked in the mirror.

This guitar pattern has a sense of design. The neck is slightly curved playfully, and the connecting wire is dragged beside it, like a small tail.

The pure black tattoo lined the white neck, not to mention, it was cool.

After getting the tattoo done, Xu Ran was about to leave when he passed the small table by the door and suddenly glanced at the book on it.

It was the one Sister Juan was reading when she entered the door.

Xu Ran's footsteps suddenly stopped, and he even had difficulty breathing.

"Principles of Mechanical Design" is impressively written on the cover.

Xu Ran turned his head and looked at Sister Juan as if struck by lightning.

Why are you so confused?

When Sister Juan saw that he found her book, she smiled embarrassingly, and explained in a slightly ethereal tone, "Don't be surprised, I just... like this class."

Like this class?

Although I think her behavior is very strange.But at this moment, Xu Ran was so ashamed that he had no intention of staying. He nodded, thanked him, and quickly walked out of Juanjuanjian.

On the way, I couldn't help thinking about it again. As a leader in the hairdressing industry of Beicheng University, why did sister Juan study "Principles of Mechanical Design"?If you really like it, that's really admirable.

Back in the dormitory, Lin Zhi hadn't come back yet.

Yesterday, when he was "swearing" with Gu Chi, Xu Ran noticed that Lin Zhi was also "swearing" with Meng Yue next to him.

After that, Lin Zhi seemed to list Meng Yue as a life-and-death enemy. Yesterday, the two scolded each other continuously on WeChat. At the end of the scolding, Lin Zhi said, "If it's a man, we should solve it face to face."

At noon today, the two made an appointment to go out for an interview.

Xu Ran is not worried, Steel can't afford to lose to Xiao 0, right?

I went to sleep peacefully, but I didn't expect that Lin Zhi hadn't come back the next morning.

There is no professional class this morning, but Xu Ran has an elective class this morning.

The name of the elective course is "Using XX software to conduct mathematical research".

The elective course is Gu Chi.

It's okay, there are so many people, you don't need to look at him.

I found some books related to mathematics, had breakfast, and went to the lecture theater for elective courses.

The classroom was already full of people, and at a glance, Gu Chi was standing aside in the fourth row in front.

Xu Ran found a hidden and low-key position at the back.

The modeling teacher walked into the classroom and began to lecture.

"We started a class with 'Chaos', and this one continues..."

Xu Ran flipped through the textbooks frantically, trying to keep up with the teacher's train of thought. However, he wanted to kill the thief, but he was powerless.

What's more, the general class is two quarters each time. This elective course, because of its high credits, has four consecutive quarters. From 8 am to 11:45 noon, it is a 3-hour class in the evening.

This... no one can listen to it.

After finally getting through get out of class, the modeling teacher announced, "Today's class will end here." Xu Ran just got excited, and then heard the teacher's voice change, "However, there is homework assignment, and after everyone needs to be divided into groups, the two of them will work together. After completing a modeling question, the completion status will be scored and weighted into the final grade."

"The grouping method is very reasonable, and will be grouped according to the quiz results of the previous class."

In the last class, there was an in-class quiz.

Xu Ran is self-reliant and self-reliant, of course he can't do it, and handed in a half-baked test paper.

At this moment, I can't help but feel very disturbed when I hear that the students will be grouped according to the test scores.

The teacher continued to explain his very reasonable grouping method, "Considering everyone's actual ability, the 158 people who chose this course, according to the last score, 1st and 158th, 2nd and 157th, and so on. Based on The topic is relatively simple, modeling and papers are required, after grouping, two people can divide the work, one person models and the other writes the paper."

"I will post the results of the last time on the magnetic board. Everyone can correct it by themselves. Then, go to the attachment of the public mailbox to copy the questions of each group. You can go to the seminar room in the mathematics and physics building in the evening. Before twelve o'clock tomorrow morning, post it on It's in my mailbox. Do you understand?"

After a few reluctant "understand" sounds in the classroom, the modeling teacher posted the grades, wrote down the mailbox and other information, and left the classroom.

After listening to the teacher's arrangement, Xu Ran had a bad feeling.

Even though it's an elective course, everyone doesn't know anyone, but just posting the grades like this, really don't think about the mood of the scumbags?

After everyone had seen about the same, Xu Ran went to the list to check the people in the classroom. Sure enough, the 158th Xu Ran and the 1st Gu Chi.

Before he had time to look back for the person surnamed Gu, he heard a faint voice from top to bottom, "Xu Ran?"