are you straight

After Song Ji completed the university registration, he went directly to the other side of the city to participate in the offline activities of the little idol, which was rushing back to school for the class meeting.

The school's freshman report is on Friday, and their class meeting is on Sunday night. It just so happens that his little idol is having an event in Haixing City.

The time and place are right and the people are right. If you don't go, you are not a star chaser, so he went.

On the day of registration, he left his WeChat ID in the dormitory, and he had already established a group with three other roommates during the weekend.

[Ning Zi]: Class meeting at 1:405 tonight, [-], [-]th Floor, Building [-], Training Building.

【Quit Internet Addiction】: 1.

【More than every year】: 1.

Song Ji, who hadn't spent a day in school, knew where the training building 1 was.

【SJ】: Is there anyone in the dormitory?

【Quit Internet Addiction】: 1.

[Quit Internet Addiction]: Sorry, the habitual reply 1 in the past two days.Yes, I am in the dormitory.

The uncle driver in front glanced at the rearview mirror and asked, "Can I drive in?"

Song Ji looked up and found that he had already reached the school gate: "Yes, you can drive in."

"Oh, this is the first time I have entered Haida University. I don't know the way. It's very old." The driver uncle spoke the fluent local dialect.

Coincidentally, this is not the case, this is my second visit.

Song Ji recalled the route on the day of the report, and gave directions uncertainly: "Take the road to the left to the stadium."

On the school road, the speed of the car slowed down.

It wasn't completely dark yet, the basketball courts were already turned on with headlights, and every court was full of people. Song Ji, who was sitting in the car, could hear the cheers after scoring a goal through the glass.

Infected by the atmosphere, the uncle driver began to sigh: "It's good to be young, so young and energetic. I think I was a master on the basketball court back then."

A jumping figure, the jersey is rolled up because of the upward movement, half of the waist and abdomen are exposed, and the abdominal muscles and superior waistline are exposed.

The whistle sounded, and there were screams on the field. I don't know if it was because of the goal or because of the waist just now.

The uncle's sigh is not over: "I was also the No. 8 player who swept the audience back then."

Song Ji turned his head just in time to see the figure flashing past on the basketball court, feeling inexplicably familiar. Half a minute later, he put away his thoughts and looked at the driver uncle: "Just looking at your figure, I know that you are very good at the game."

I don't know if Song Ji remembered it wrong. The car turned left and right and drove for a while before arriving downstairs at the dormitory. It was already 06:30, and Song Ji hurried to the trunk to get his luggage.

"You guys give me a five-star review." The driver shouted.

"Absolutely praise!" Song Ji grabbed his luggage and ran into the dormitory without waiting for a response.

It was too late to hurry, Song Ji opened the door of the dormitory, but there was no one inside.

Song Ji clicked his tongue, put down his luggage and turned on the light.

As soon as the lights came on, he turned towards the gaming chair at the door, and greeted Song Ji at the door: "Hi."

"I'll go." Song Ji was startled.

Knowing that he scared people, the man stood up and said embarrassedly: "Sorry, the gaming chair just arrived, I was lying too comfortably and forgot to turn on the light."

Song Ji saw the e-sports equipment on the man's desk and said, "It's all right. Ah, yes, I'm Song Ji."

"I know, I'm Zhou You."

The four of them in the dormitory have talked a lot in the group in the past two days with Ning Zi as the center, so they are not as strange as when they first met.

Song Ji put the luggage in his place and asked, "Is everyone else here?"

Zhou You shook his head: "They went to play basketball with the dormitory next door."

Song Ji joked: "Aren't you going to quit Internet addiction? Why not?"

Zhou You sat back on the gaming chair: "The road is hard and full of temptations. The road to liberation still needs to be struggled. I decided to quit tomorrow."

Zhou You changed his name as soon as he joined the group, saying that he had set a new goal in college, and asked everyone to urge him to quit the Internet addiction. Obviously, the reservation had already failed before it even started.

The phone rang, and Zhou You picked it up to look at it, and immediately exploded: "It's 6:35! Hurry up, hurry up."

"Okay." Song Ji took the phone and left.

On the way out of the dormitory building and walking side by side to the meeting, Zhou You realized that the other party's height crushed him, with broad shoulders and long legs, he was like a clothes hanger for walking, sunny and handsome, an ordinary T-shirt gave him a sense of fashion, no wonder Everyone who passes by will look at them a few more times.

Zhou You turned his head to see the beautiful jaw line of the other party: "May I ask, how tall are you?"

Song Ji felt amused when he saw Zhou You's careful steps away: "1.8 meters."

He is 1.8 meters three, but Song Ji felt that every extra centimeter was a blow to Zhou You.

Zhou You shut himself up for a moment: "Why are you all so tall, I'm the only dwarf in the whole dormitory."

Song Ji looked at Zhou You's small tea-brown curly hair and the two dimples on his cheeks: "Not short, quite handsome."

"It feels good to be praised by a handsome guy, what a handsome guy our class is." Zhou You was flattered.

Song Ji thought that Zhou You's last words were talking about himself.

Zhou You is not an introvert either, so compliments like this should come and go: "I think you're a little cool."

It was the first time Song Ji heard someone say he was cool, so he smiled: "How do you say it?"

Zhou You pointed to his ears: "The studs on your ear bones almost blinded me."

Song Ji's earlobe and ear bone are wearing earrings with small silver dots, which are not obvious from a distance, but when viewed up close, there are faint spots of light under the illumination of the light.

Song Ji raised his hand and touched his earlobe: "During the summer vacation."

Zhou You's eyes showed envy: "I want to get my ears pierced too, but I'm afraid of pain, does it hurt?"

Song Ji didn't really remember the feeling of the spasm at the time, but he developed inflammation a week after the spasm, and he rolled in pain.

"It's okay," he said.

In Zhou You's impression, all handsome guys are aloof, but Song Ji, a handsome guy, loves to smile and is very approachable. The two chatted happily on the road.

A few minutes before the class meeting started, the two ran up to the fourth floor one step at a time.

Zhou You panted and asked, "Which classroom is it?"

Song Ji couldn't remember clearly, so he took out his mobile phone: "It seems to be 40..."

"Hey, I saw someone." Zhou You trotted over.

Seeing Zhou You coming, the man walked into the classroom with his arms around his shoulders. The weak and pitiful Zhou You was stuck in his arms and could not move.

"Why? Do you want to talk about martial arts or not, just open it up as soon as you come up." After entering the classroom, Zhou You broke free from Lin Ning's arm, "Song Ji is still to come."

Lin Ning asked, "Are you back?"

"I'm back, a handsome guy." Zhou You walked to the back row.

Lin Ning asked: "How handsome?"

The last row was already full, and Yu Zetian from their dormitory was sitting in the penultimate row.

Zhou You pushed Lin Ning in: "Anyway, he's more handsome than you."

Song Ji turned his mobile phone to silent before entering the classroom. The originally noisy classroom quieted down, but soon turned into whispered discussions.

As soon as he entered the classroom, the boys in white jerseys in the last two rows caught Song Ji's eyes, but what grabbed his attention was the man wearing the No. 8 jersey and looking at his phone with his head half down.

The figure I saw on the basketball court just now was not an illusion.

Song Ji didn't expect to meet Jiang Zhilu in this school, no, he never thought that people who were rumored to go abroad for love would appear here.

After hearing the news of Jiang Zhilu's going abroad, Song Ji thought he was quite "affectionate".

Zhou You beckoned and shouted, "Song Ji, here."

Jiang Zhilu raised his head when he heard Zhou You's yell, and unfortunately met Song Ji's eyes.

No one moved away for a while.

A few seconds later, Song Ji naturally looked away, and the moment he lowered his eyes, Jiang Zhilu's eyes flashed with surprise.

The place Zhou You left for Song Ji was in front of Jiang Zhiluzheng.

Song Ji walked to the back row, and as soon as he sat down, Lin Ning greeted Song Ji: "Hi, I'm Lin Ning, Ningzi."

Lin Ning touched the person next door with his arm, and the person was a little at a loss: "Yu Zetian."

Song Ji smiled at them: "Hi, I'm Song Ji."

Many students in the front row looked to the back row, because the handsome guys were all concentrated in the back.

On weekends, their class had gathered once under the organization of the assistant class. People are visual animals, and they will remember those who are good-looking when they meet for the first time, so they remembered Jiang Zhilu, and many people have added his WeChat.

Jiang Zhilu is good-looking, handsome and flamboyant, his stature tends to be between a teenager and a young man, the neatness of a young man, the straightness of a young man, his eyes are stern, and a sense of alienation arises spontaneously, but it is still unbearable Getting close is like knowing that roses have thorns, and you will reach out to pick them.

Song Ji's back was straight, and he didn't touch the chair at all. He always felt that the back of his neck was very hot, so he leaned forward a little uncomfortably.

Zhou You, who was sitting next door, noticed Song Ji's movements and asked him, "What's wrong?"

Song Ji shook his head and said, "It's okay."

This situation did not last long, and the counselor and class assistant entered the classroom.

The counselor was a young female teacher. After introducing herself to the students with a smile, she took out her notebook and said, "You guys know me, so I should get to know you too. Let's take a name."

Fortunately, they did not stand up and introduce themselves, and many students were relieved.

The roll call was based on the student number, and Song Ji waited quietly for his name to be called.

"Jiang Zhilu."

Before anyone yelled "here", the people in the front row all looked to the last row.

"arrive."

The deep and magnetic voice gradually overlapped with the voice in Song Ji's memory.

The voice behind him was very close to him, almost from his ears.

Song Ji turned his head slightly and glanced behind him from the outside. Jiang Zhilu leaned forward on the table, his white and well-defined hands drooping beside the desk.

If Song Ji leaned on the chair at this time, Jiang Zhilu's hand would touch his back.

"Song Ji."

Song Ji didn't expect his name to be next, so he was taken aback for a moment before saying, "Here."

The multiple pairs of eyes in the front row moved from the last row to the penultimate row.

A few beams of gaze were too calm and hot, Song Ji stepped back subconsciously, his back touched the chair, and a chuckle sounded beside his ear.

Insignificant, the air humming from the nasal cavity.

When Song Ji turned his head, Jiang Zhilu had already sat upright.

After the roll call was over, the PPT on the stage screen finally turned a page.

The opening class meeting is nothing more than talking about discipline and class selection. For 40 minutes of a class, the students in the audience are still serious, but after another 40 minutes, after a boring and long article appears on the screen, many students take the paper from the table. out of the phone.

Every move under the stage can be seen clearly on the podium.

Teacher Li said: "All the people are ready, just build a class. Siqi, you come to build it."

Siqi is the class assistant. She clicked into the face-to-face group building on WeChat, and asked Teacher Li to join the group before saying: "The number is 1100."

Omitting the step of taking out the phone to unlock it, half of the students joined the class in less than ten seconds.

Si Qi said: "Change your name after joining the group, and then..." She deliberately paused before saying the second part: "Add WeChat between classmates to facilitate contact."

After Song Ji joined the group, he changed his name, and when he quit, he found that there were more than a dozen friend applications, all of which were "I am Class 21 of 2 Finance" xx. After scrolling down the screen to browse, Song Ji agreed one by one.

He didn't see a familiar name.

After two classes, the class meeting finally ended.

Song Ji had a courier delivered to the school, and the courier point was on the first floor of Building 4 of the training building.

"Is training 4 on the opposite side?" Song Ji asked Zhou You.

Zhou You nodded: "Yes, what's the matter?"

"I have a courier."

"Then hurry up, it seems to close at 08:30."

Song Ji told the three of them in the dormitory to leave first.

Shen Yu, who was sitting next to Jiang Zhilu, asked Lin Ning, "Why do you have an extra roommate?"

Lin Ning and Shen Yu are in the next dormitory, and they played basketball again in the afternoon, and the two dormitories have long been acquainted.

"Not many, there were four of them originally, Song Ji reported that he had something to do that day, and he didn't come back over the weekend."

"Where's the person?" Shen Yu asked.

Lin Ning shook his head and asked Zhou You with his eyes.

Although Zhou You chatted with Song Ji all the way, he didn't talk about this issue: "I don't..."

"Nancheng people."

As soon as Jiang Zhilu spoke, everyone looked at him.

Zhou You asked, "Do you know each other?"

Jiang Zhilu tidied up the things on the table, raised his eyes and said calmly: "There is a display on WeChat."

Zhou You scratched his head: "I added it for several days without paying attention."

The courier is the pb and poster of Song Jifan's little idol. He estimated the speed of the company's delivery, and changed the courier address one month before the start of school.

After taking the courier and returning to the dormitory, Zhou You and the others hadn't come back yet. Zhou You closed the door when he left, and he didn't bring the key.

Song Ji asked in the dormitory group, Zhou You said that they packed supper in the third canteen, and asked if they wanted to buy anything.

Song Ji replied that I will eat whatever you buy, and then leaned against the door and played with her mobile phone while waiting for someone to come back.

Just about to click on Weibo, the door of the dormitory next door opened.

"Come in and wait."

Jiang Zhilu had already changed his jersey and came out of the dormitory with a wet face.

The lights in the corridor of the dormitory were not turned on, and Jiang Zhilu's figure was half in the light and half in the darkness. Song Ji somehow felt that the bright side was more attractive.

He blurted out: "Okay."

The author has something to say: ~Two-way secret love essay

(pb is photobook)

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