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After the promotional photos were taken, the sky had already darkened. The teacher in charge said it was over, and everyone dispersed on the spot.

Many students finally breathed a sigh of relief after hearing the end, and several of them walked back with their shoulders on their shoulders.

Because the school uniforms on my body were bought by the school according to the height and weight of each person, so I didn’t take them back, so that everyone can keep them as a souvenir. Maybe they can wear them when they graduate and take a set of school graduation photos for secondary use.

Gu Qing and another female classmate came over: "Jiang Zhilu, we plan to have dinner together, do you want to go?"

We refer to the students in school uniforms. After taking photos all day, we got to know each other a lot, so we discussed going to dinner together in the evening.

Except for Jiang Zhilu, who went to Song Ji's tent every time he rested, so he didn't have much communication with other people.

Jiang Zhilu said, "I won't go, I have an appointment."

After speaking, he continued to help pack things.

Another girl looked at Jiang Zhilu's voice and asked, "Isn't he from the photography club? Why is he more diligent than the people in the club?"

Gu Qing said: "His friends are here."

The girl said: "It's like this to be his friend, wouldn't it be happier to be his girlfriend. Gu Qing, what's the situation with you two now?"

Gu Qing said: "I finally added WeChat, but I haven't chatted a few words."

The girl asked: "Haven't you tried to ask him out? Girls chase boys."

Gu Qing sighed: "Why didn't I try it, every time he refused, what's the barrier, it's a wall, I don't think he's interested in me."

The girl comforted her: "Jiang Zhilu is not interested in anyone."

After the students left, people from the photography club were left to pack up the props.

Evening is the time for students to come out and act, and there are many people walking around on campus.

Although Song Ji's school uniform was temporarily put on, it fit unexpectedly. When the students passed by, they all looked back at Song Ji and Jiang Zhilu, the two boys in school uniforms.

Song Ji had clothes to change, but he was too lazy to change, so he and Jiang Zhilu wore school uniforms to eat.

After packing up our things, we all walked to the food street opposite the school for dinner. It was late, and luckily there were still two small tables when we arrived.

There are 6 people from the photography club and Jiang Zhilu, a total of [-] people, sitting together on two small tables.

Li Wenjing was ordering, and Song Ji wanted to ask Jiang Zhilu what drink he wanted, but when he turned around, he saw Jiang Zhilu pulling his tie with one hand.

The slender fingers hooked the tie, as if hooking Song Ji's eyes, making him unable to take his eyes off. Jiang Zhilu pulled down, and the tie hung loosely around his neck.

Song Ji's heart itch to see that the originally serious image was a little more slutty.

Jiang Zhilu put his hand down and didn't continue, but Song Ji wanted to continue watching. He wanted to watch the whole process of the tie being ripped off, and even the button was unbuttoned.

After ordering, Li Wenjing couldn't help shaking her head when she saw the image of Jiang Zhilu: "Hiss, I regret not bringing my camera."

Then she saw Song Ji, who was neatly dressed, the two formed a stark contrast, and she really regretted not bringing a camera, otherwise it must have been a very eye-catching photo.

People in the photography club are indeed very interested in Jiang Zhilu, who is not interested in handsome guys, but most of the questions asked are related to Song Ji, and Song Ji is a good entry point.

"Are you roommates with Song Ji?"

Jiang Zhilu said, "The dormitory next door."

Everyone nodded, and someone said, "I thought you were roommates, you have such a good relationship."

Jiang Zhilu said, "We've known each other since high school."

Song Ji paused when opening the Coke, and with a click, he opened the Coke and handed it to Jiang Zhilu.

He whispered, "Did we know each other in high school?"

Jiang Zhilu turned his head back to him: "I knew you when I was in high school, and you knew me when you were in high school. Isn't that acquaintance?"

But I haven't spoken.

Song Ji redefines the interpretation of knowing.

Well, if you say you know him, you know him, Song Ji didn't refute him.

It’s true that they have a good relationship. Jiang Zhilu often picks up vegetables for Song Ji, and he specially picks up the shallots from the barbecue before giving them to him. When others pour wine for him, Jiang Zhilu only lets Song Ji drink a little. Very sweet.

Meals and chats are the most important moments in promoting relationships.

Someone suggested to Li Wenjing: "President, why don't we invite Jiang Zhilu to be our special model?"

Others echoed: "We're going to have an exhibition in a while, how can we get an exhibition if we don't have some great photos in hand?"

Two weeks later, the school held an event, and the excellent exhibits of each club were exhibited on the road outside the teaching building.

The calligraphy club exhibits calligraphy, and the clothing exhibits clothing. They are a photography club, so they exhibit photos.

Li Wenjing said: "If you ask me, of course I can't ask for it, but it depends on the person involved, whether he is willing to be our guest model."

Everyone looked at Song Ji and Jiang Zhilu. As for what to ask, it was up to Song Ji because they hoped that he could help to speak.

Song Ji will not force Jiang Zhilu to persuade him, he will interfere with Jiang Zhilu's decision.

Jiang Zhilu said: "I'm sorry, I'm a little uncomfortable in front of the camera, and I can't do movements or anything, so you invite others for this special model."

In the morning, everyone can see that Jiang Zhilu's camera sense is very strong, but his expressiveness is poor, but he is good-looking and can ignore everything.

Li Wenjing smiled and said: "It's okay, they also proposed, because we haven't found a subject yet, so I came to ask you."

A small episode did not disrupt the rhythm of the party, they still ate, drank and had fun.

It's 9:[-], and it's almost time to finish.

"Finally, let's play a game and go home."

They cleared the table tops and put the wine bottle in the center.

Song Ji laughed helplessly, turned his head and said to Jiang Zhilu: "Every club gathering ends with the game of spinning the bottle, whether you are drinking or not."

If you don't drink, you can take a drink bottle. The bottle spinning game is an ancestral game in the photography club.

The people from the photography club consciously took their seats away, and when they saw Song Ji and Jiang Zhilu posted together, they pointed at them: "Hey, you two, sit back, you won't know who it is when we turn to the next page. "

Song Ji was leaning against Jiang Zhilu's ear and talking, and he would be called by name, so he consciously pulled his chair and sat far away.

Li Wenjing started the first round: "If there are so few people today, let's take three rounds. Truth or dare, choose one."

She turned vigorously, and the wine bottle spun quickly on the stage. The bottle slowed down, and the audience held their breath and stared at the mouth of the bottle.

Song Ji just blinked, and the bottle stopped in the direction next to him.

Li Wenjing was very rigorous, and made a gesture with his hand: "The bottle is aimed at Jiang Zhilu, please check if it is."

All nodded in agreement.

Li Wenjing asked Jiang Zhilu, "Is there any objection?"

The audience was full of people from the photography club, so where did he come from to disagree.

Jiang Zhilu said, "No."

It was the first time Song Ji saw Jiang Zhilu's deflated look, and he couldn't help sniggering, but he couldn't laugh at all after hearing Li Wenjing's question.

Li Wenjing asked: "The truth or the big risk."

Jiang Zhilu said, "Speak the truth."

Li Wenjing looked at him and smiled: "Excuse me, is there anyone you like now?"

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