I am straight!

Open it, and I almost fell in when I was lying on the door.

Fortunately, I quickly grabbed the door frame, otherwise I would have fallen on this person... I patted my chest with lingering fear, and it took me a long time to calm down my thumping heart.

"Student, may I ask you to keep knocking on the door for 13 minutes just to let me watch you slap your chest?" I heard a lazy voice that made me uncomfortable: "Your chest is flat, It doesn't look good."

It took me [-] seconds to determine that the owner of this voice is definitely a □.

I suppressed the urge to say back to him, 'You are the one and your whole family is the one', and forced a smile on my face.

"Are you a senior student?" From my angle, I can just see the badge on his chest, and the olive branch symbolizing the grade is silver—probably a third grade student.

I am a freshman, the olive branch on the school badge is white, the second grade is copper, the third grade is silver, and the graduate is gold.

After I finished saying this, I looked up, looked at this guy's face and silently cursed in my heart: Damn it's a B, no wonder you're so arrogant, it turns out you have a good appearance.

This guy is definitely the prince in girls' minds, the kind who can play the role of Prince Charming by riding a white horse and putting on a cloak.

Typical western appearance, with deep facial features and contours, but without the hairy features of Westerners. I can hardly see the fine pores. The dazzling golden hair is soft and covers the forehead. The ends of the hair are a little messy, and the blue seems The eyes of the sea water are also a little bit hard to open, this guy obviously just woke up, and he is still a little out of focus.

But just after waking up, I can speak Chinese so fluently without an accent... I, I'm not jealous!

"Third grade." He replied to me, leaning on the door frame, seeming a little impatient: "I said little boy, if you don't tell the reason why you knocked on the door, I will close the door, you wasted nearly 15 minutes time."

……little guy? !Although I don't have legs as long as a telephone pole like yours, I still have 1.7 meters anyway, bastard!You are so small!

I was conflicted in my heart, but I still put on a respectful look on my face: "...that...senior, I just want to ask... which way room 1088 should go..."

"You don't know the way in such a big place?" The telegraph pole senior sneered, probably mocking my brain size, and said, "Also, little one, when you ask for help from others, shouldn't you say please or please?" ?"

"...I'm sorry, I was negligent, senior, could you please tell me the exact location of room 1088?" I poked the most ticklish part of my waist and forced myself to laugh.

"That's right," the telegraph pole senior suddenly laughed, his sea-like eyes were slightly curved, and there were small waves: "What's your name?"

"...chords, harmonies of harmony, strings of strings."

"Hey, that's a nice name."

"...Senior, could you please tell me the exact location of Room 1088?"

"What's the rush..." The telegraph pole senior yawned and pointed to himself: "Don't you ask me what my name is?"

Why do I have to ask your name!Why do I have to know your name? Hey!Are you a big star?Or is it that you are the newly elected President of the United States, damn it!

I resisted the urge to write the word "Prince's Disease" on his face with a marker, and continued to poke my waist, showing a ferocious smile.

"...Ha...Okay...May I ask...Senior, what is your name?"

"Don't tell you."

"..." I'm sorry for your mother! ! !

"Don't be so disappointed!"

I'm not disappointed, from what angle do you see the disappointment on my face!

"When you officially enter school, you will know who I am~"

I don't want to know!Also, please don’t use that kind of sentence pattern with a rising ending sound. Although it’s too perverted and suitable for you, it will give me goosebumps all over my body!

"He Xian primary school brother, come on, show me a smile~"

... If I laugh, can I tie you to the anchor and throw you into the sea?

I silently made up and complained in my mind, and after I finally relieved my anger, I restored my slightly distorted smile: "Senior, I really have something urgent, can you please tell me the location of Room 1088?"

If he doesn't say anything else, I decide to turn around and leave—I will definitely break his straight nose bridge with a door slam before I leave.

"Okay, for the sake of you being so obedient and listening to me, elementary school boy—" The telegraph pole senior smiled, and motioned me to look to the right with his chin: "Go ahead, turn left, the first room is 1088 up.

"..."

It's so close......

I silently made a decision in my heart, and I will take a class like art calligraphy appreciation...but...is there really such a class?

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"Okay, for the sake of you being so obedient and listening to me, elementary school boy—" The telegraph pole senior smiled, and motioned me to look to the right with his chin: "Go ahead, turn left, the first room is 1088 up.

"..."

It's so close......

I silently made a decision in my heart, and I will take a class like art calligraphy appreciation...but...is there really such a class?

"Thank you senior!" I immediately thanked, turned and ran.

The senior didn't stop me, he yawned and closed the door and entered the room, probably to catch up on sleep.

Sleep, sleep, sleep to death, it is best not to wake up.

I silently cursed in my heart, took out the identification card from my pocket, stopped in front of No. 1088 door, and swiped it hard.

The door lock opened with a 'click', and a crack opened inward - the inside of the crack was pitch black, and nothing could be seen clearly.

But I still breathed a sigh of relief: Phew... It's good that the door can be opened. Fortunately, the telegraph pole didn't lie to me, and I finally found my room...

I pushed open the door and groped in the dark for the switch on the wall to turn on the light in the house. I almost hit the wall, and finally turned on the light. The light suddenly illuminated the darkness of the room, which was a bit dazzling.

I squinted my eyes and looked around—this is a European-style room, with gorgeous crystal chandeliers, many oil paintings on the walls, and the brown carpet is fluffy and fluffy. It’s not cold when you step on it with bare feet, but the air conditioner is turned on. Big, if you don't wear more clothes, you may catch a cold if you stay in this room.

I turned my eyes to the luggage that had been arranged by the staff and placed at the door.

There are two piles of luggage with name tags on them.

One pile is mine, and there's another pile... It's not really possible to use piles for unit measurement, because there is only a laptop and a small suitcase there.

My roommate had very little luggage compared to my big bags and seemed to be alone...alone.

The name on his name tag is in English, and I struggled to identify it for a long time before I realized that my roommate was named Ambrose Warlund—probably sleeping in the bedroom now, because his shoes were still by the door.

...Although I already knew that this is a room for two people, but...It really feels strange to live in a room with a stranger, as if living together illegally... Pooh!What cohabitation!Just share it!share!

There are two bedrooms in this room, and I don't know which one the person chose.

I hesitated for a moment, then pushed open one of the doors and carefully peeked through the crack.

——There was a small protrusion on the bed, judging from its shape, it was probably a person.The man covered his head with a quilt, so tightly covered that he couldn't see his face, only his black hair protruding a little from the gap in the quilt.

......... Still sleeping?

I looked at the watch on my wrist - it was almost 10:30.

Why do these rich boys... You know, going to bed early and getting up early is the only way to be in good health.

I sighed, closed the door gently, and dragged my luggage into another bedroom.

There is nothing special in the bedroom, a soft and comfortable big bed, a closet, a desk, some odds and ends of small decorations, there is a vase by the bed, and there are a few lovely daisies in it, The tender yellow flower bud has just unfurled a few petals tremblingly, and it is still very immature.

This room is just on the side of the ship. Once the window is opened, you can see the sea view, the endless dark blue at a glance, and the moist and cool sea breeze blowing in salty, which is very comfortable.

It was eleven o'clock after I packed my luggage, and the free restaurant opened at twelve o'clock, which is still early-of course I can spend money to buy better food-but I don't have that spare money, the things here, no matter what Whichever it is, it's all outrageously expensive.

Along with my luggage, there were several sets of school uniforms.

The school uniforms in spring, summer, autumn and winter are different, so the number of school uniforms sent is terrible.

...They're all college students... It's fine to wear casual clothes, why do you have to stipulate that you wear school uniforms during class...

I reached out to touch the autumn school uniform I was about to put on... It was really made of good material, smooth and delicate to the touch, very comfortable.

The autumn school uniform is black, not as formal as a formal dress, but it is well tailored, and it should be very close-fitting——still