After I matched my nemesis Lalang, he went crazy and tagged me

Mu Ning woke up in a daze, the temperature seemed to drop last night, he felt very cold in the middle of sleep, but now it is very warm.

He opened his eyes and was taken aback for a moment, his body was covered with a thin quilt, it wasn't his, he had never seen it before.

Mu Ning stared at the quilt for a while, picked up the quilt and sniffed it at the tip of his nose. It was the smell of clean and fragrant laundry detergent, mixed with a very faint scent of He Junxi's pheromone, which should be taken from the cabinet by him. It was stained when it came out.

Mu Ning's exposed face was very cold, but his body wrapped in the quilt was even warmer.

He got up and looked outside the balcony, the ground was wet, and there were traces of being hit by the heavy rain everywhere.

Mu Ning rubbed his arms to cool down, and quickly took clothes from the cabinet to wear.

"I was worried that it would be too hot to wear a suit at the party, but now I have to worry about the cold." Mu Ning thought, and sent a message to remind He Junxi to add an extra long-sleeved T-shirt under his shirt at night.

He Junxi's news came back almost instantly.

[He Junxi]: "Okay."

Mu Ning put down his phone, sat on the balcony drinking water, and stared into the distance.

Even if he gets angry with He Junxi again, he has to admit that they grew up together, and some things have already been engraved in their bones and become a habit of life. There will never be another person who has a tacit understanding with him like He Junxi.

Mu Ning was worried that he would be embarrassed to see He Junxi again today after a quarrel last night.

But the welcome party was too busy, so there was no time for him to be embarrassed.

The student union has been preparing for this party for more than a month, and my heart is sweating.

Mu Ning was extremely nervous before going on stage, but He Junxi should be used to it. He looked relaxed and smiled at him.

"Touch me if you forget your lines, I remember your lines."

Mu Ning was strong in his bones, and couldn't help frowning when he heard this.

But since he knew what He Junxi was thinking and knew that he had no malicious intentions, he would no longer lose his temper with him, and at most he would sulk at himself.

"I won't forget."

He Junxi nodded, "I believe in you."

These words seemed to have a miraculous effect, Mu Ning's breathing gradually became calmer, and he relaxed a lot.

"Ah."

When the two took the stage, everyone from the whole school was present, and the spotlight shone on the two of them. The moment He Junxi introduced himself, the audience burst into warm applause.

Mu Ning's heart tightened, He Junxi's applause was so loud, how embarrassing it would be if no one applauded when he opened his mouth?

Moreover, someone will videotape the whole party and upload it to the Internet.

No matter who checks this video in the future, they will see his embarrassing scene.

Cold sweat broke out on Mu Ning's forehead, and he still kept a smile on his face.

"Hi students, I'm tonight's host, Mu Ning, a sophomore in the Directing Department of the Academy of Performing Arts."

As soon as he finished speaking, He Junxi beside him applauded, and the people below applauded even louder when they saw him applauding.

Mu Ning breathed a sigh of relief, and turned his head to give He Junxi a grateful look.

Although I knew that the people in the audience applauded to save He Junxi's face, but it was much better than the scene where no one applauded.

He Junxi looks cool and handsome, and his smile is even more charming.

Seeing him laughing, the fans in the audience screamed one after another.

The party went smoothly, and Mu Ning gradually became less nervous.

"Next is the lottery, Shang Jia, are you ready?"

The lucky draw session is a separate program before the end of the program. Shang Jia will draw a lucky person among the students and come to the stage to receive the award.

Shang Jia was in high spirits, "Minister, please rest first, I will work hard."

Mu Ning went to the bathroom in relief. He just held back for a long time, and he was waiting for now.

Shang Jia came to the stage, "Now I will draw the lucky winner tonight, and see who can get the gift prepared by our student union."

The lottery is a computer random selection of the student numbers of the students.

The first, second and third prize contestants were drawn successively, the first prize for laptops, the second prize for tablet computers, and the third prize for mobile phones.

The students who won the prize screamed excitedly and were envied by everyone. The most enviable thing was He Junxi presenting the prize in person.

"The lucky audience prize will be drawn next." After Shang Jia finished speaking, three winners came to the stage one after another, and the prizes were tickets to the amusement park.

"Finally, we will draw five students to give small gifts of love. The winners can give gifts to your boyfriend and girlfriend, or someone you like but dare not confess to, to confess instead of you."

This award caused a lot of cheers in the arena.

"Li Zhijun, Xu Xiaolian, Gu Na, Shen Tu." Shang Jia announced the name of the middle one, and the winner came to the stage, "The last one is...."

Shang Jia was startled when he saw the name, "He Junxi!"

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!" The screams almost knocked the roof off.

The audience was full of voices.

"The school grass won the lottery! Who do you think he will give this gift to?"

"Then who knows, give it to the wife in the game?"

"What is online dating? I've never met her face to face. The school girl is just messing around."

"It's not a joke, the school grass is very serious about his CP." Li Nuo turned back unhappily, and got the supercilious looks from his girlfriend fans.

On the stage, Li Zhijun, who had received the prize, gave the gift to Zheng Xiaoxiao on the spot, causing screams. Zheng Xiaoxiao blushed, and happily accepted the gift.

"I'm really envious. If the school grass can give me a gift, I will die without regret."

"Stop thinking about it, if you want the school grass to give it to you, you just wait to be torn apart by us."

"Anyway, he likes whoever he gives it to, it's best not to give it to anyone!"

Mu Ning came out of the bathroom, hesitating whether to go back to the dormitory, even though he put on a T-shirt, it was still very cold at night, he stood in the cold wind for a long time, feeling a little uncomfortable.

"Is it that cold?"

Mu Ning raised his eyes, was stunned for a moment, straightened his wrinkled suit, "Why are you here? Go to the bathroom?"

He Junxi shook his head, stared at him and frowned, "You are still so afraid of the cold."

"The bedroom is far away, it's inconvenient to go back and get clothes, you wrap this around." He Junxi wrapped the scarf in his hand around Mu Ning's neck.

"Where did you get the scarf?"

After putting on the scarf, Mu Ning felt as if he had been reborn. Sometimes it wasn't because the temperature was so cold, or the cold wind blowing into his neck made people shiver.

He was afraid that others would find out that He Junxi gave him the scarf, so he lowered his head to observe, but he didn't see He Junxi wearing it.

"new?"

"En." He Junxi responded.

"Someone sent it?" Mu Ning knew that He Junxi should have noticed that his neck was cold from the wind, so he was sent here, and the hang tag on the scarf was not removed.

He often does these intimate things, Mu Ning is not a heartless person, he remembers them all.

He Junxi didn't respond, and looked down at his watch, "The last show is coming soon, let's go."

Mu Ning nodded, and hurried to the stage, for fear of being late and causing an accident during the broadcast.

Shang Jia got off the stage, and the others packed up the gift boxes.

Mu Ning passed by and joked with him, "I haven't seen what gift you bought this time."

Even if it's just the head of the Organization Department of the Student Union, such a small cadre.

Mu Ning also felt that when necessary, he should delegate authority to his subordinates, so as to stimulate their sense of accomplishment and make their work interesting.

He is so good at management that the people in the organization department are more and more convinced of him.

As a result, Shang Jia just stood there and stared at him dumbfounded, as if someone had tapped his acupoints.

"What's wrong?" Mu Ning noticed his gaze, "I was too cold, so I wore a scarf."

It's normal for the host to change clothes when the show alternates, as long as he looks good, why does Shang Jia have such a big reaction as if something out of the ordinary happened?

"Muning, come up."

He Junxi stood on the steps and reached out to him.

Seeing everyone staring at him with piercing eyes, Mu Ning felt uncomfortable taking his hand, and it seemed that he would not give He Junxi face if he didn't take his hand.

He had a conflict with He Junxi in full view yesterday, which would definitely worry the student council president.

Mu Ning thought for a while, then stretched out his hand bravely, and walked up the steps.

He Junxi's palms were very hot, and the roots of his ears were red.

He Junxi twitched his lips and followed him to the center of the stage.

Gasping sounds came from all around.

Zheng Xiaoxiao opened his mouth so wide that he could swallow an egg raw, he tugged on Li Zhijun's sleeve, "What did I see?"

Li Zhijun hissed and took a deep breath, the hand that helped Zheng Xiaoxiao carry the bag trembled, his reaction was much faster than Zheng Xiaoxiao's.

"What should I do? I offended Mu Ning like that before, He Junxi won't take revenge on me, right?"

Shen Tu pursed her lips, suppressed the smile on her lips, and looked at her younger sister Shen Yue who regarded He Junxi as an idol beside her.

"I told you earlier, but you still don't believe me."

He pushed Shen Yue with his arm, "Don't forget, Baibai, remember to call me on WeChat."

Shen Yue wanted to cry without tears, so she took out her mobile phone and sent red and white messages to Shen Tu on WeChat, "Brother smelly, sorry to accept my money."

Shen Tu smiled, "It was you who said that if He Junxi likes Mu Ning, you will give me [-], if you don't like Mu Ning, I will give you [-]."

Shen Yue clutched her chest and didn't know whether it was because she felt sorry for Qian, or because she was sad that the male god had her own male god.

She sniffed, recovering from the pain of losing love in a second, and became interested in eating melons, "Brother, who do you think he is chasing who?"

"I know, let me tell you?" Munning's one-day assistant Lu Ke finally found a chance to interject.

Shen Yue became more excited when she heard it, and pulled Lu Ke's arm, "Yes, you are Mu Ning's friend, you must know."

Lu Ke looked down at Shen Yue's slender and exciting fingers on his arm, rolled his eyes with a smile, and sold his brother to court without any psychological burden.

The student council president at the side was stunned for a while, and seemed to have finally figured out the phenomenon, and clapped his hands, "Oh, they are reconciled, they are both members of the student council, and we are all good classmates and friends, they are so friendly , I am really pleased to be the president."

Yin Kang, who was He Junxi's assistant for a day:......

I still don't understand it.

But what made him even more speechless was Xu Lan who appeared out of nowhere. He excitedly took a camera and took pictures of the two people on the stage while crying, jumping up and down nervously.

"Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo

As he spoke, he provoked Li Nuo, whose mouth was twitching, "I told you earlier, the CP I knocked on is real, and yours is fake."

Li Nuo was so angry that he almost fainted, "Wow, I'll be two pairs of CP, what did I do wrong!"

Lin Yao's face was ashen, hiding in the shadow of the corner, if there was a doll that looked like He Junxi in her hand at this time, she would want to stab him to death on the spot!

Yin Kang carried He Junxi's bag, put his hands on his chest, looked away, and sighed softly.

....What happened to our school, there is no normal person...

Mu Ning walked onto the stage with a smile on his face, glanced at his hand card, "The last show will be performed by students from the chorus..."

When Mu Ning spoke, he felt that something was wrong, why was the audience so silent, no one was even talking small things, everyone stared at him with their mouths open and their eyes wide open, which made Mu Ning nervous again.

Looking at their faces, he always felt that there must be a ghost behind him, or Medusa was alive, so that he could petrify everyone present.

what's the situation?Mu Ning couldn't do it anymore, he turned around to look at He Junxi after the announcement, and asked with his eyes.

He Junxi raised his eyebrows and gave him an innocent look.I don't know.

When Mu Ning turned around with a puzzled face, he raised the corners of his mouth and stared at his back with a smile.

The audience exploded and almost screamed.

"Damn it, did you see it? That scarf...wasn't the school grass just won the prize?"

"My blood pressure is up, let me take it easy, the school girl's smile is so affectionate...I'm gone..."

"So the person our school grass likes is actually Mu Ning?!"

The author has something to say: This article is expected to be finished with 20 words. According to the current progress, there are still ten days left.

I'm thinking about whether to finish the old article "The Movie King Has Been in Love with Me for a Long Time" next, or to pick up the new one "When I Live Battle with Opponent Fans, My Opponent Calls My Boyfriend", or "Male Boyfriend" God Green Tea, I’m Crazy”, I don’t even have enough collections to make it to the list, please help me choose, I’m going to make an outline now, and strive for the next book to be seamlessly opened.

In the process of writing this book, I have absorbed a lot of experience and discovered many problems of my own. Let’s strive for better next book.