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After fleeing the cafeteria in embarrassment, Ling Zhou didn't dare to go to the cafeteria in that district for several days, and he didn't see Xiao Zhiyan for several days.He was too embarrassed to tell anyone what happened that day, the more he thought about it, the more embarrassing he became, he was so embarrassed that he wished he could hit a wall, his face turned red.

The roommates didn't notice his abnormality, but they all noticed his face.

"Are you okay?" Roommate A was a little worried, "You face is so red, do you have a fever?"

Ling Zhou touched his face: "No." He said proudly, "I haven't had a fever for many years."

"You are so proud." Zhao Yang twisted his face and looked at him for a long time, and judged, "Are you allergic? Are you allergic to something?"

"No..." Ling Zhou snatched a mirror and looked at his face carefully. After looking at it for a long time, he didn't know if it was an illusion, it seemed to be a little swollen.

"No way." He still doubted, "I don't have any allergens either."

Zhao Yang couldn't do anything about such a heartless child, so he dragged him to the hospital for an examination after class, but nothing was found, the doctor prescribed some ointment and sent them away.

Ling Zhou went to Modern History with his red face, and the boys he knew made fun of him.Ling Zhou wasn't angry either, he was cheerful, and even went out to go to the bathroom during class breaks, creating opportunities for perverts to stuff pictures.

Sure enough, I received the photo of my abdominal muscles. This time, I also added a tube of medicine and a piece of letter paper. The letter paper is also the kind sold by the school. There is no obvious feature, only the handwriting is slanted as a whole. Ling Zhou tilted his neck and read to Zhao Yang: "Remember to apply the medicine and get better soon." He shook the letter paper, "Can you tell whose name it is?"

Zhao Yang asked back, "You can?"

"I can't." Ling Zhou said regretfully, "It would be great if the Chinese class representative of our junior high school was here, and they would be able to tell at a glance."

Zhao Yang fiddled with those photos, trying to put them together according to the human body structure, but he didn't pay attention to what he said: "It can't be put together, it's boring."

Ling Zhou: "..."

Zhao Yang said again: "Hey, you said how did people train their abdominal muscles? Is this the real talent?"

"Huh, you are very talented..." Ling Zhou repeated unconsciously, and suddenly slapped his hands, "Ha, that's right."

"What's right?" Zhao Yang surprised him.

"You think, this person has such good muscles, he must like fitness and sports. Let's see who likes sports." Ling Zhou was very proud, "I'm so smart."

"Smart and smart." Zhao Yang perfunctory, "Then who do you think likes sports? Xiao Zhiyan?"

"Xiao Zhiyan? Xiao Zhiyan is simply a god. He is a top student and plays basketball so well. He is simply a god..." Roommate A sighed, looked at the strange eyes of the roommates, and hurriedly defended, "Of course, I mean the girls God, that's why I and other mortals don't have girlfriends. It's a pity, the god doesn't like girls..."

"What did you say?" Zhao Yang and Ling Zhou were shocked, "Is it true?"

"Almost everyone in our class knows." Roommate A said, "Right." Roommate B nodded silently.

Ling Zhou felt that he seemed to be able to negotiate a showdown with Xiao Zhiyan.

"You want Xiao Zhiyan's contact information." Roommate A looked through the address book for a long time and couldn't find it. He was puzzled, "Hey? Did you delete it by mistake? Let me send you WeChat."

"Anything is fine." Ling Zhou smiled, "As long as it is the contact information."

After successfully adding WeChat and waiting for the verification to pass, Ling Zhou racked his brains to figure out how to say the first sentence to give Xiao Zhiyan a blow.

"You pervert, I know it's you!" Would it be too intense?

"Say, why did you send me your XXX photos..." Hmm... Is it called a fruit photo or a meat photo?Or call it a body part photo?Bah, bah, bah, you thought you were in biology class.

"Well, explain, I don't like boys." Is it a little pale.

After imagining several situations, Xiao Zhiyan still has not passed his request, so Ling Zhou temporarily gave up this idea of ​​taking the initiative to talk.

But...Xiao Zhiyan is right across from the next door to the next door, or else he would just kick the door and shout, "Xiao Zhiyan, you pervert, come out to me!" No, no, no, the top student should be in the library.

The waiting time for the verification was as long as a century. Ling Zhou walked around the dormitory for N laps, rolled anxiously on the bed a few times, and was almost kicked out of the dormitory by Zhao Yang, when the phone finally vibrated.

Ling Zhou flew onto the bed, pulled out the cell phone from under the quilt, and his heart was pounding.

Although Ling Zhou didn't write his name, Xiao Zhiyan seemed to know who he was, and he sent a sentence directly after passing: "At nine o'clock tonight, wait for me by Luoying Lake."

Ling Zhou didn't hesitate for a moment, gritted his teeth and replied: "Okay."