I am straight!

Just like children, they all like to eat instant noodles.

... If I resell instant noodles after I arrive at the academy, will I get rich?

... Forget it, instant noodles are not nutritious, it is better to eat less, I guess the young masters are just trying to make something fresh.

After eating a simple to a bit simple dinner, the two puppies finally knew that they had returned to the nest, reluctantly said goodbye to me, and then walked out of my room step by step - I seemed to see black spots on the heads of the two of them. The dog ears lay there limply and listlessly.

"Uh... that..." I stopped them, and the two of them immediately pricked up their ears and looked at me with sparkling eyes.

...Do you think it's useful to look at me with those harmless eyes like a loyal dog......Cough...Could it not be...These two guys are waiting for me to ask to keep someone...

I consciously twitched the corners of my eyes, the more I thought about it, the more likely it was, and I immediately said: "I just want to say, I have something to do tomorrow morning, so don't come to me."

…… Their dog ears got down again, and they looked at me with brighter eyes.

I touched my aching temple: "...you think looking at me like a stray dog ​​would be useful?...Get out of here!" It's best not to come here again!

Pushing them out of the door and dropping the lock gave me some peace of mind.

And the young master at the side looked at me like a monster.

I laughed dryly: "Cough...Actually...I don't know them very well..."

The young master glanced at me, didn't say anything, just turned his head away and snorted coldly to show his disdain for me.

...Are all the brats so hateful now?

I resisted the urge to flick his forehead, turned on the TV as if I didn't see his expression, and stood by the TV to watch the TV series I've been looking forward to start broadcasting.

The young master originally wanted to go back to the room, but he was caught and pressed on the sofa by my quick eyes and hands. He couldn't walk away, so he had to sit on the sofa and watch American dramas with me full of anger.

The opening song is a lovely female voice, it is a very refreshing song, only the guitar and the drums are put together, it has a kind of charm that makes people feel relaxed and happy, the lyrics are the popular love genre nowadays, the feeling of pink makes people feel very comfortable .

When the opening song ends, the name of the movie pops up.

""My dear, please eat a banana before you go"?" The young master said calmly, "Your taste...is really unique."

I ignored him and continued to watch TV intently.

Finally, the episode ended, and it was already two hours later.

Satisfied, I patted the young master on the shoulder.

"Well, thanks, you still watch TV shows with me..."

"If you hadn't pulled me, I would have gone back to my room." The young master's face was dark as hell, and he was very impatient.

I turned a blind eye and continued, "Remember to watch it with me next week!"

As a result, the young master's complexion that had just returned to normal turned completely darker in an instant.

I rubbed my nose, turned off the TV with a guilty conscience, said good night and went back to the room immediately.

The next morning, I still left breakfast on the young master's bedside, and then went out to find the little cat.

I arrived at the library at exactly 08:30, half an hour before the agreed nine o'clock.

So I randomly took out a book from a high shelf and sat down to read it.

When I opened the large black hardcover book, I found out that it was the "Freshman Guidebook" of St. Most College.

... This book seems to be a copy of everyone's hand. I also have it, but I threw it away as soon as it was given to me.

Well, it's not too late to see...

I skimmed through the catalog and only picked the ones I was interested in.

School history... I hate history.

Secrets of past principals... I don't want to gossip.

The beginning of the four branches... none of my business.

A roundup of campus traditions...what's that?School festival?

I turned the page curiously.

As a result, all kinds of activities are densely marked.

First of all, the first line of subtitles is of course the anniversary of the founding of the school, that is, the school festival. The four major sub-schools will get together rarely, every five years. (mandatory for all students)

Year-end concert, once a year.

Fall obstacle course, once a year.

The Halloween Transformation Party is held once a year.

Christmas bonfire party, once a year.

Freshman welcome meeting, once a year.

College trip, once a year.

…………… Omitted below.

I only read the first few lines, and the line is black.

How much does this college like student activities... How much time is spent every year just for these, do the students really have the energy to study?

I took a quick look, but fortunately, only the school festival was marked as compulsory.

I breathed a sigh of relief and continued reading.

These activities are organized by the four branch colleges in turn. For example, the concert will be held by the Deary College, and the obstacle race will be held by the Mogley Branch College. In this way, the time is not tight.

Moreover, some activities are aimed at a small group of people, so there is no need to hold such a grand event, such as the "UFO Appreciation Conference"... Will anyone really want to go... Those who go will definitely be weird.

I didn't read any more about what was introduced next, because the kitty finally came.

He was wearing a very ordinary white shirt. The shirt was not big, but for some reason, it made the kitten look thinner. He hurried into the library with a few heavy hardcover books in his arms. After running for a long time, his face was abnormally red, until he saw me, he walked over lightly, stopped beside me, and slowed down to take a deep breath.

I frowned, took the book in his arms and put it down: "What's wrong? His face is ugly."

He stopped to take a few breaths, and his face faded from bright red to pale white, looking a little scary.

Bell shook his head: "No, it's okay, I ran a bit in a hurry... I'm out of breath..."

It seemed that he knew it wasn't the reason, his brows were so tightly frowned, his face was depressed, and he was even more embarrassed than yesterday.

... Forget it, we are only meeting for the second time, so it is normal not to want to talk to me, so take your time.

I thought, pulling Bell to sit next to me.

"I'm sorry..." Bell apologized guiltily, his cheeks flushed slightly, and he was really regretting: "I'm late...I'm on my way..."

"I'm not late," I interrupted him, shrugging, "It's just that I'm early."

"...but...but...it's already ten past nine..." He said softly, "I'm sorry, I'm late, and I need you to help me get rid of the crime."

"I'm not late," I continued shaking my head, "It's your watch that's running fast."

He raised a slightly shy smile with a slight arc, and he looked much more energetic: "...well, I'm not late."

Looking at that shy and cute smile, I couldn't help it after all. I reached out and touched his head: "Good boy..."

He froze for a moment, and then his neck turned red all the way to his cheeks, even his ears turned red, and he stammered: "Don't, don't be like this..."

Pfft, tomatoes.

I don't know if it is also sour and sweet with a bite.

I couldn't help stretching out my hand to pinch his cheeks again. There wasn't much flesh and he was very thin, but his skin was smooth and delicate: "You are really thin-skinned...but you are cute."

He was shy again, this time shy and embarrassed - he didn't look happy, and no wonder, any man would like to be called cute.

The little kitten was dissatisfied with my fingers pinching his face, but he didn't dare to resist me, so he could only put his face like a tomato on his face, let his body be ravaged by me, and for a long while weakly said: "Don't, don't This way...don't be like this..."

I found it more and more interesting, and continued to pinch his face and touch his head: "Bell, you haven't called my name until now, if you call my name, I will let you go."

He was uncomfortable being touched by my hand, even his body became stiff, and the expression on his face was very troubled, probably he was hesitating and distressed whether he should hide from my hand or call my name as I wanted.

I worked harder and tried to bully him, touched his little hands, and then touched his little face... It was a joy to eat tofu.

Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh...

"What? You don't want to call my name?"

He was bullied by me, even the green eyes under the glasses became watery, as if he was about to cry: "No...but, but..."

"Then shout!" I pinched his red earlobe, and watched him tremble a few times with satisfaction: "Hey! Didn't you forget my name? I remember you firmly! "

"No, no!" He shook his head quickly, a little panicked, and the blush on his face faded a little: "I remember! I remember! Ah Xian!"

He was afraid that I didn't hear clearly, so he repeated: "Ah Xian!"

I was stunned for a moment, then burst out laughing, and reached out to touch his head: "Be good, be good!"

He was still very shy, but he still didn't dodge my hand, he could only feel aggrieved, shivered and shook his shoulders, and said in a loud voice: "Don't be like this...don't, don't be like this..."

...Don't he know that his behavior will only make people want to bully him even more?

I let him go and looked at the few books he carried back.

"Are these new books too?"

"No...these are the books I borrowed, come to return the books..."

"Huh? Do you like reading books?"

"kindness."

"Which genre do you like?" Without waiting for his answer, I flipped through the books he was reading: "Historical novels...ah, and suspense and detective books...you actually like this kind???"

He was a little embarrassed, lowered his head slightly, and there was obvious frustration in his voice: "very, very strange