I'm not your type

While waiting for the welcome party, the people leading the basketball team on Monday were speaking to each other. There were a few southerners in the team who couldn’t tell the difference between F and H. Can't help laughing once.

Lu Yongli's program was behind the poetry recitation. He was originally sitting next to Zhou Yi, but later a senior called him to put on makeup.

He didn't want to go at first, but after he said on Monday that he wanted to change a little bit, he compromised.

When he came back, he saw that his seat was taken by Xi Cheng. Zhou Yi closed his eyes and raised his head towards Xi Cheng. Xi Cheng raised Zhou Yi's chin with one hand, and used the eyebrow pencil in the other hand to smooth Zhou Yi's eyebrows.

There were many girls next to them who were not calm, screaming and stomping their feet while taking out their mobile phones to secretly take pictures.

A girl forgot to turn off the flash. On Monday, she didn't open her eyes when she realized she was being photographed. She just said loudly, "Student, don't post on Weibo!" 】

The girl was so excited that she couldn't help but nod her head no matter if she saw it or not.

Lu Yongli didn't know why, but felt very uncomfortable.

At this time, Xi Cheng turned his head and smiled evilly, and said to the girl [Sister, pick two good-looking photos and send them to me, I will keep them and post them on Weibo~]

Zhou Yi suddenly opened his eyes, smiled and cursed [You are going to die? 】

The seniors are all used to doing what they should do, and a few juniors who have never seen such a scene chatter excitedly at the side.

Lu Yongli's eyes fixed on Xi Cheng's hand holding Zhou's chin, and suddenly heard a girl next to him say [Oh my god, the chairman and Team Zhou are a good match. 】

With a wool!Lu Yongli immediately refuted in his heart.

[The chairman is so handsome! ] another girl said

Handsome ass!

[Team Zhou seems to be enjoying himself~ Ah, I can't do it!I've started thinking about them both. . .Hee hee hee】

enjoy?Lu Yongli looked over, it seemed that Monday was really enjoyed, and Lu Yongli felt sour that he could serve cold dishes.

Thanks to the development of science and technology, this year's law school's welcome party has added on-site voting and message sessions, and the messages on Weibo and WeChat will be displayed in real time on the large screen on the right side of the stage.

Zhou Yi was very dissatisfied with this configuration. Just in case, he found a few idlers to pretend to be sailors. If the poetry recitation program was too unpopular, he asked those few people to say a few words of praise on Weibo, so as not to be too unreasonable. It's too embarrassing.

Before the poem recitation was a love song duet between Xi Cheng and the hostess. Just after singing a few words, a Weibo appeared on the big screen. The content of the Weibo was very simple. It was a photo of the scene. Xi Cheng on the stage Standing face to face with the hostess holding a microphone, the text is very simple, just write "@周周"

Soon, someone reposted [Hahahaha, don't make trouble. 】

【Student, you are a person who does great things. 】

[@美女主, begging not to dismantle my CP]

After Xicheng's program was the basketball team's poem recitation, and when the poem was recited, everyone began to take photos of Monday @希chairman. The aftertaste of this Weibo continued until Lu Yongli played. After Lu Yongli finished singing, everyone I finally forgot about the "husband and wife" stalk, and started to praise Lu Yongli's beauty and singing voice.

Lu Yongli became famous in the first battle, and this kind of fame appeared on Christmas Eve after the welcome party. The apples Lu Yongli received could be taken out to set up a stall.

Among the rough guys on the basketball team, except for Xu Ming, none of them actually had the habit of giving apples on Christmas Eve.

Song Chaowen received a few apples and took them to the team to show off after the festival. As a result, Qian Feng, who came back to play, ate three of them.

On the night of Monday, he didn't catch any of them, so he pestered Song Chaowen to ask him to make one for himself.

Song Chaowen didn't show off, and he wasn't in a very good mood, he was only focused on arguing with Qian Feng, and didn't bother to go to the side and repeatedly nagged [Give me an apple. .an apple. .apple. . .Fruit] on Monday.

That night, Lu Yongli unpacked all the apples he received that needed to be unpacked, picked a few good-looking ones, washed them, and went upstairs to deliver them to Monday.

Xu Ming sat on the bed and asked [Xiao Luzi, where is mine? 】

Immediately, Lu Yongli pointed to the plastic bag in Zhou Yi's hand, 【Put it together. 】

Xu Ming【. . . . . . 】

After Lu Yongli left, Xu Ming bit an apple and slapped Zhou Yi's thigh [This little liar!Did you fall in love with me? 】

Chen Qing, who was drawing manga on the table, paused for a moment, the pen in his hand trembling a little.

Said on Monday [haha, I think it is more likely that he will fall in love with you, I may be just a cover. 】

Xu Ming nodded, and took another bite [Enen, this is also possible. 】

On Monday, he took two apples and put them by Chen Qing's hand [Qing'er, take a break, eat an apple to nourish your brain. 】

Xu Ming was amused [You idiot, eating apples can also replenish your brain? 】

Immediately hit back on Monday [If you eat, you won’t be able to make up, and what you eat won’t make up your brain! 】

Chen Qing put down the pen and rubbed the ink marks on his fingers nervously. He glanced at Zhou Yi and then at the bright red apples on the table, and suddenly felt the urge to cry.