[Comprehensive] Yes, this is a university

I'm Baili Xi, a freshman in W City.

Yesterday was the first day of reporting, and I had already begun to wonder if I went to a fake university. Thinking of staying in this ghostly place for four years, my whole body is not good.

Many new students came one after another this morning, but the remaining one in 345 did not show up for a long time.I walked around the school and found that this place is not even an urban-rural fringe, at best it is located in a rural area, facing the river behind, and the humidity is heavy.

Although there is a so-called food street on the side of the school, there is really nothing to visit except fried rice with noodles and pancakes.I began to feel deeply powerless, and a little envious of H University, which is located in the city center.

...Wait, if that's the case, where did the pink-haired senior get the dessert yesterday?Not surprisingly, this will probably be the thing that bothers me the most these days.

I took the parasol again and went to the forgiveness shed on the playground to lead the military training uniform. I thought it was a military uniform, but it turned out to be a yellow and green short-sleeved shirt and gray sweatpants, which were very eye-catching.

The aunt who delivered the clothes took the XL number with just a glance at me. I twitched my eyes, but I had no choice but to accept it.

Obviously I am not a fat person, I should be too tall, um, it must be like this.

I walked back casually shaking my military training uniform, and when I passed the basketball court, I saw a group of people with colorful hair scrambling for a basketball.This time it was a boy with sky blue hair who was passing the ball, and the basketball flew into the hands of the dark-skinned boy in a strange arc.

I stood there silently, and suddenly felt that Newton and Einstein were so pitiful.

The boy with sky-blue hair suddenly raised his head and glanced at me for some reason. His pupils were also extremely light blue, which matched his quiet and restrained temperament very well.

He froze for a moment, looked at my scrutinizing eyes without any shyness, just nodded at me indifferently.I also nodded politely to him, and hurried away with a bunch of strange training clothes.

"What's wrong, Heizi?"

"……nothing."

Hei Zizhe also shook his head and withdrew his gaze.

I looked for counselors everywhere to ask for a leave of military training, because I couldn't participate due to physical reasons.When I went back to the dormitory to get the hospital leave, I found that the last roommate finally came. It was a girl with black hair, about [-], with short hair, and she looked very... chic.

I don't know why the word suddenly popped up in my brain.

But the fear of the counselor overwhelmed the urge to get to know the brunette.Ah, since I don't know her name yet, let's call her Miss Chic for now.

I called the counselor in a very low-key manner and asked her to ask for leave, and my tone was inexplicably cowardly.In other words, I obviously have legitimate reasons, so can't I be more justified!

I was deeply saddened to learn that the wounded and sick had to sit on the edge of the playground the entire time during military training.

After washing the newly received clothes, Miss Xiao Sa was still making the bed. I caught sight of her taking out a can of honey and lemon slices, and secretly planned to trick some into soaking water when I got acquainted with it later.

The clothes hanger on the balcony is unusually high, and the forgiveness pole I bought yesterday finally has a place to use.Just when I tiptoed and tried to hook up the short-sleeved shirt, out of the corner of my eye I glanced at the river behind the school, and vaguely saw a figure standing in the middle of the water.

I was so scared that I threw away the poles, and the purple clothes hanger and the yellow short sleeves fell from the balcony and hung on the small branches on the first floor.

I rubbed my eyes, and found that I was not mistaken. There was really a person standing on the river, and he was running steadily with the wind while holding a black umbrella.

Simply inexplicable.

I stood on the balcony on the third floor, just watching this person silently crossing half of the river until he disappeared from sight.Looking back blankly, I always feel as if I have forgotten something.

"Fuck! My military training uniform!!!"

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Better hope I don't run into that floater again.

Miss Xiaosa and I got the clothes back together, so I won't go into details about the process, anyway, it's very erotic and magical.

Through this, I also learned Miss Chisa's real name: Lin Qingxian

I have to mention that this literary name is really not suitable for her. It is estimated that her parents may like Yukio Mishima. Isn’t the mischievous hero in "Spring Snow" called Matsueda Kiyoaki, so I still continue to shout She, Lin Xiaosa, is ready.

Miss Chisa broke her foot while skateboarding during the summer vacation, so she couldn't participate in military training. I immediately felt that I had found a teammate.

The military training started in the afternoon, and the girls all put on thick layers of sunscreen. I sat in the sick camp with Miss Xiaosa under a small flower umbrella with the words Postal Savings, and watched them receive the baptism of the sun.

Around the playground, there are many seniors and sisters watching and joining in the fun. The guys who played basketball this morning seemed to have a glass of watermelon juice, and they were sitting in the camp next to us chatting.

The one closest to me is a boy with blond hair. He has very long legs and is quite handsome. His honey-colored eyes are shining brightly, and they also have eyeliner effect. I saw many new girls secretly looking at him. Many people took advantage of the break to strike up a conversation.

To be honest, although he is smiling on the surface, I think he must be very impatient inside.

The boy bit the straw and drank the last bit of juice. He shook the remaining ice cubes, puffed up his cheeks and thought about it seriously, then suddenly turned his face to look at me: "Junior girl."

Until just now, I was still looking down at Marguerite Duras's "The Lover", and this shout caught me off guard.I looked up at this person with a questioning look in my eyes: "Huh?"

He handed me the plastic cup that was left after drinking, and said in a commanding tone, "Throw it away."

I froze for a moment, then slowly closed the page, remembering the page number 58 I saw just now, and then shifted my gaze to his face, which was indeed a flawless face after a closer look. No flaws.

"no problem."

I sighed, put down the book on my lap, and then took the glass of garbage with only ice cubes in it.Before I took two steps, I suddenly thought of something again. I barely stopped my steps, and then I turned my head and said seriously: "Senior, you should know that I have no obligation to help you take out the trash."

After all, he has hands and feet, and he has no special conditions such as physical discomfort. It is purely because of the hot weather and laziness.Besides, his tone was also very strange, as if other people should handle these chores for him.

The boy froze, a blush of embarrassment appeared on his pretty cheeks, and the casual eyes that were looking at me became inquiring.I calmly accepted all kinds of sights cast from all around, nodded to him politely, and then walked to the nearest trash can.

It doesn't matter if it's just helping others.

The sun was too high, and the plastic runway seemed to be evaporating.The instructors were also diligently training the freshmen of each company. For a while, only the sick ones were left sitting by the side doing nothing.

I sweated a lot just to throw out the garbage, not to mention the students who were in dire straits.

"Qingxian." I calmly called out to Miss Chisa, who was playing Glory of the King, ignoring the gaze on my back and profile.

The girl didn't raise her head, and said, "What's wrong?" Her hands were still fast.

I took a sip of water, licked my peeling lips, and said for a long while, "Your little baby is here."

"Ah? Who?"

Lin Xiaosa obviously hadn't reacted yet, she was busy trying to grab the head, and she couldn't return to reality for a while.

I put the cap on the mineral water bottle, glanced at a figure slowly walking in the middle of the playground, and said word for word: "Of course it's the counselor."

Well, that's our pet name for her.

There was a burst of laughter from the side, and some people were choked and sprayed with water.The yellow-haired senior just now laughed the hardest, and the delicate face that originally gave off a strong sense of distance suddenly softened.

Lin Xiaosa shook his hand and immediately locked the screen within three seconds. As soon as he stuffed the rose gold iPhone into his pocket, the counselor stood still in front of us.

Well, because there was a rule before that mobile phones were not allowed to be brought to the military training ground, I silently raised my hand to cover the Bluetooth headset, raised my eyelids and glanced at this woman with strange bangs and hair color.She stood next to us for a while before leaving.

As a result, Miss Xiaosha kept saying that I didn't inform her in time.

Blame me?

But we were really cowardly just now, fortunately we were not seen by acquaintances.I breathed a sigh of relief, turned my face to the side, and happened to meet the eyes of the senior next to me. I subconsciously twitched the corners of my mouth, forced a smile, and expressed that I couldn't bear his interested eyes.

"Sister... Are you from Yichuan?"

I turned my head away and pretended not to hear.

"Huise, let's go."

The boy shrugged regretfully, stood up and followed his companions away.A group of colorful people finally left the vicinity of the sick company, and I felt sincere joy in my heart.

But... Speaking of which, have I seen that dark-skinned boy somewhere?And every time the boy with light blue hair spoke, someone seemed to be frightened. What kind of psychedelic operation is this?

……

Well, forget it if you can’t think of it.

I secretly took out my phone and called up the song "Little Leaping Frog", then lowered my head and opened "Lover".

...Fuck, which page did I see before! !