Dressed as cannon fodder and the male lead together

The destination of the bus was a 985 university in the province. As the organizer of the Rising Star Cup and the mathematics competition, University A deliberately vacated a dormitory for participating students.

As soon as everyone got out of the car, they saw a middle-aged woman walking towards her on stiletto heels and rubbing her hands.

Li Wen, as the person in charge of handing over the two games with Nansong this time, knows that the group of students in front of her are all elite players of Nansong, and she speaks with an unpleasant acquaintance, "My surname is Li, classmates Just call me Teacher Li, first of all, welcome everyone to University A, and hope that you can continue to study and strive to improve yourself during the half month of training at University A."

After a scene, Li Wen led everyone through the cafeteria, passed the main building, and walked to the dormitory not far away.

"For the next half month, you will all live in these two dormitory buildings. The boys will live on the third floor in the north, and the girls will live on the fourth floor in the south. You can arrange how you live." Li Wen rubbed her ears. "Because the training time is not long, only half a month, so if there are no special circumstances during this half month, University A will not allow everyone to leave school without authorization."

"In short, I hope that everyone can achieve excellent results in next year's competition, whether it is the Rising Star Cup or the mathematics competition."

"Then it's getting late today. Let's go back to the dormitory early to rest. Oh, by the way, you probably haven't eaten dinner yet. The cafeteria has prepared dinner for you. You can try the cafeteria in A."

Li Wen clasped her hands together and smiled at Yan Yan.

She has already given a simple reminder to the students about everything that needs to be noticed by the students, and now there is nothing to make arrangements. Li Wen waved to the students, signaling them to go to the dormitory first and dispose of the luggage in their hands.

Afterwards, she trotted to Wang Zhong, wanting to have a clear understanding of this group of students in advance.

The two have always been the handovers between Nansong and A University, and they are old acquaintances, so Li Wen's words are more straightforward.

"How is the quality of the Nansong students?"

Wang Zhong laughed lightly, took out the list paper from his pocket, pointed at the names of several people vaguely, and introduced: "This year's is much better than previous years, look at this, this..."

The students didn't know that the teacher was talking behind their backs. At this time, they were carrying suitcases and struggling to climb the stairs.

Chen Putao was the most leisurely one. He stepped up three steps with one foot empty-handed, walked a few steps, stopped again, and pretended not to care.

Ji Yichuan was carrying the suitcase in one hand and holding on to the handrail with the other, as if he noticed his gaze, he raised his head from the height of more than half a floor, with a faint smile on the corner of his mouth.

Chen Putao bared her teeth at him, but stood on the steps without moving.

Nansong's classmates were always by her side, struggling to carry big and small bags upstairs, but now Chen Putao seemed a little out of place.

"Chen Putao, where are your things?" Wang Zhongqing took the lead, and after a while, he came up from behind. Looking at Chen Putao with empty hands, he asked doubtfully, "Didn't I send a notice in the group to ask you to bring your luggage? What? Didn't you see it?"

Chen Putao was stunned for a while, and then said awkwardly, "It's in Ji Yichuan's hands."

Looking at Ji Yichuan's slender body, Wang Zhong was slightly dissatisfied. "I know you two have a good relationship, but since your things are in Ji Yichuan's suitcase, how can you let Ji Yichuan carry them alone?"

He strode over to Chen Putuo's side, stretched out his hand and patted the shoulder of his proud student, his eyes were full of the teacher's inculcation of morality to the students.

"Go. Help Ji Yichuan too."

Chen Putao swallowed her saliva, wanting to justify something, but found that she was really ignorant of this matter, so she could only walk down slowly with Wang Zhong's expectant eyes.

With Wang Zhong on his back, Chen Putao could feel Wang Zhong's fiery gaze on him.

"Student Ji, thank you for your hard work, let me carry it too."

His voice was not low, and his words were a bit stiff, but Wang Zhong didn't understand the twists and turns between the two of them, and he was full of thoughts that he, as a teacher, once again assumed the responsibility of the work, life, children, and children's education. The responsibility of the students, he nodded in satisfaction, looked up, and continued to go upstairs, wanting to help the students look at the dormitory.

Wang Zhong disappeared, and Chen Putao, who had been walking side by side with Ji Yichuan, straightened his face, and hurriedly crossed several floors with his suitcase, his whole body was filled with the aura of wanting to stay away from Ji Yichuan.

"Still angry?"

With his hands behind his waist, Ji Yichuan suddenly appeared from behind, and whispered a question close to Chen Putao's ear.

Looking at the other party's expressionless face, Ji Yichuan laughed. He stretched out his hand and rubbed Chen Putao's head, and the tip of his hair gently scratched his palm, which felt itchy and comfortable.

Chen Putao turned his head away, he took a big step, stood on it, looked down at Ji Yichuan, his eyes were full of warning.

"It's full of people here, can you stop moving?"

He seemed to be angry, but his expression was clearly awkward, and nothing could hide the blush on his cheeks.

"Okay," Ji Yichuan spread his five fingers, raised his hands to the side of his face, and made a promise full of sincerity, "I won't move."

Then he reached out to grab the suitcase.

In the end, after a bad blow with his right hand, Ji Yichuan didn't know whether to laugh or cry, pretended to be well-behaved, raised his hand and coaxed with a smile: "You carry it, if you want to carry it, you can carry it."

On the fourth floor, there are quite a few dormitory rooms arranged by University A, but because other high schools arrived early, they occupied part of the dormitory, and the remaining dormitory rooms can be seen.

Wang Zhong counted the number of people, thinking about it.

"Single rooms are not allowed. The students will allocate them among the students. The teacher will go to the next door to check the dormitory."

Because Ji Yichuan and Ji Yichuan spent some time on the stairs, by the time Chen Putao went up to the fourth floor, most of the people in Nansong had almost chosen their dormitories.

The fourth floor was extremely noisy. Standing at the stairs, Chen Putao was a little dazed looking at the crowded first floor.

Wanting to turn around and ask Ji Yichuan for his opinion, he gritted his teeth and hesitated for a while. Chen Putao still dragged his suitcase and watched from dormitory to dormitory because of face.

But either the number of people is already full, or there is only one empty bed left.

Looking at the vacant bed in the corner of the dormitory, Chen Putao raised his eyebrows, and squinted at Ji Yichuan who was following behind him like a daughter-in-law.

Before I could say that I want to stay, Ji Yichuan dragged him into a corner.

"I was wrong. I shouldn't have lied to you, and I shouldn't have deliberately held your hand on the bus." Although Uncle Ji was apologizing, his words were still very dignified, "But, no matter whether you are angry or not, You are not allowed to live in a dormitory with other people, you must live with me!"

Chen Putao raised her chin, lowered her eyelids condescendingly.

He didn't look at Ji Yichuan, and said slowly to the people in the dormitory, "I don't live here anymore, I have to be with him."

After hearing this, Ji Yichuan quickly showed his head and swore his sovereignty, "He has to stay with me, and won't stay here with you."

Chen Putao finally couldn't help but twitched the corners of his mouth, and stuffed the suitcase into his palm: "You drag it."