Pretty idiot became a heartthrob after his death

[Sell the number plate of Her Royal Highness Princess Wu Ai's first dance at a high price, the highest price wins, welcome to bid! 】(hot)

I'm the landlord: so is anyone out?

He paired a high-resolution motion picture cut from an unknown news network. In the photo, Rong Yin, dressed up and present, was smiling at the camera. The diamond crown on her jet-black hair shone brightly. She had a fair and slender neck and a deep-set The collarbone fossa seems to be shining, and the round shoulders and the butterfly bone on the back are so slender that they seem to be particularly suitable for playing in the palm of your hand.

——One click is my wife's beauty crit!It is suggested that the host should add caution, otherwise I am afraid that someone will faint due to the sudden impact and will blame my wife for being too beautiful!

——Damn it, even though I've been scammed countless times, I still can't resist clicking in! !Huh, so who owns the wife's cards?

——? ? ?I clicked in just to see which Sabi didn't use it by myself. After a closer look, I blamed the host.By the way, if you really have a friend with a number plate, my contact information is: xxxxx, the price is not a problem, the main thing is to make friends with you [shake hands]

——Does no one care?Jiang Yuheng and Fu Lian are drawn together...

——Good guy, I call him good guy, who arranged this hahahaha, are these two planning to fight for the right to choose a spouse?

——Everyone is the princess' dog hook, what is there to fight [Poor] A qualified dog hook never embarrasses the master, can't our princess want both? (So ​​Your Royal Highness still lacks a dog, the kind of [poor] dog who is always on call

Fu Lian: "..."

Fist hardened.

After browsing the forum for a long time, Fu Lian, who found nothing but making himself angry, deleted the keywords, took a deep breath, walked through the corridor, and knocked on the door of the dormitory opposite.

This point is because get out of class has not finished yet, but Jiang Yuheng has no class, and Fu Lian learned about it from the forum.

Sure enough, as soon as the door opened, Jiang Yuheng stood by the door without emotion, and said calmly, "Is there something wrong?"

Fu Lian clicked on the optical brain a few times, and called up the notification message he received, with an uneasy expression on his face: "Did you see this?"

Jiang Yuheng nodded slightly, and his expression was a bit unsightly, but he was always very restrained, so it wasn't particularly obvious on the surface.

"That's fine." Fu Lian also nodded, "Why are you willing to pass on the number plate in your hand to me?"

Capital College's annual number plates are actually prohibited from being transferred, but because the college has no mandatory punishment measures, and the transfer of number plates is completely prohibited repeatedly, the student union, the sponsor, simply turned a blind eye and turned a blind eye. Let everyone trade privately, as long as it doesn't go too far.

"To you?" Jiang Yuheng smiled slightly, his expression didn't seem to care.

Fu Lian frowned, and repeated: "Pass it to me, and I'll pay three times the highest price on the forum."

"I don't need this," Jiang Yuheng paused, his black and quiet eyes narrowed, his calm and indifferent expression seemed to be making a decision, "You can exchange No. 32."

On the day of the welcome party, the auditorium was beautifully decorated, and the warm yellow crystal lamps shone down from above, giving off a radiant beauty.

Rong Yin took his number plate number 32 and said goodbye to Fu Lian at the entrance of the hall. He seemed to be in a particularly high spirits today, with a faint smile on the corners of his eyes and eyebrows, which was very touching.

The inner and outer third floors of the auditorium are tightly packed—in order to avoid too many people, only freshmen who have obtained admission tickets can participate in the orientation party, and all other senior students are blocked outside the glass door by the unselfish student union. Said impersonally: "Please show the admission ticket."

Rong Yin handed over the number plate, and the boy guarding the door let him in, his voice lowered: "After entering, turn left and you can go to the dance floor."

"Thank you." Rong Yin smiled at him.

The boy was already nervous, but now he stuttered: "No, you're welcome."

Fu Lian unobtrusively blocked the boy's sight, and handed over his number plate, with a stinky face, looking very unfriendly.

"May I come in, please?"

"Ah? Oh, okay, let's go in." The boy looked away regretfully, tore off the ticket stub without interest, and said in a business-like way: "Turn left in front."

Fu Lian walked into the gate, Rong Yin was standing on the left side waiting impatiently for him, when he saw him coming, he complained unhappily: "You are so slow."

He was wearing a small formal suit today, probably because it was a little hot, the coat was pulled down by him and put on his hands, the tail of the white shirt was tucked into the trousers, his slender waist seemed to be within his arms, and his long hair was tied into a ponytail , hanging down on the shoulders, glowing softly under the light.

Fu Lian touched the back of his hand hanging by his side, it was cool and soft.He sighed, half blaming and half helplessly saying: "You are in poor health and cold, the temperature here is low, didn't you agree not to take off your coat?"

"Who made you so slow? And I said I don't want this suit. It's very hot, and you insisted on me wearing it." Rong Yin blamed him dissatisfiedly, "Now I'm going to blame me even if I take off my coat."

He said he was complaining, but there was some intimacy in his tone that he didn't even notice. Fu Lian laughed, rubbed his hair, and didn't refute, but held Her Royal Highness's hand tightly in a good mood: "Let's go!" Well, Yinyin."

The time for the welcome dance was set at [-]:[-] p.m., and it was already late when they came. The cheery sound of the host and the scattered laughter of the students around were accompanied by the sound of music, making it seem noisy.

Rong Yin frowned, approached Fu Lian, and commented in a low voice: "It's a bit noisy."

Fu Lian nodded, and was about to say something, when the lights in the hall suddenly went dark, and then the big screen lit up, followed by the host's smiling voice: "... as we all know, the most important thing in our welcome dance is One of the most important parts is the opening dance every year! So which couple will it be this year?"

He made a fool of himself, the big screen kept changing and jumping numbers with his voice, and the eyes of the audience were fixed on the screen, and the host's countdown was coming to an end.

Fu Lian suddenly had an ominous premonition.

"—Let us congratulate the two students of No. 68! They got the opening dance of this year!"

A bunch of bright incandescent lights slammed on Fu Lian's head, he raised his head stiffly, and saw his extremely ugly face on the big screen and Jiang Yuheng's murderous gaze on the other side, which was as cold as ice.

The noisy hall suddenly fell silent, and occasionally there were a few uncontrollable snickers. The host obviously hadn't figured out the situation, so he enthusiastically read out two names and greeted: "Student Fu, Classmate Jiang, what are you doing standing there?" Are you happy and silly? Come up quickly!"

Jiang Yuheng: "..."

Fu Lian: "..."

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Yinyin exclaimed beside him: Is this the power of the plot?They really are!

Cause: kdl

Jiang Yuheng, Fu Lian: yue

Say it again: not dancing together! ! ! ! !

Next chapter preview: Someone is drunk!Who is it? Hehehe (laughing maliciously

Sorry for being late today, when I went to the library, I had a fever and went to the hospital, now I am pitifully alone in the isolation point QAQ

感谢在2021-09-1420:55:52~2021-09-1522:59:23期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel of irrigation nutrient solution: 427584392 bottles;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!