Danqing

After receiving the military training uniform, Chen Kezhi went to the student union to do this and that. He also served as an assistant to the head teacher of this year's freshmen, and there were a lot of things to do when the freshmen were registering.

Tan Songxue sat bored in the dormitory playing Angry Birds, and soon his roommate came to report.

The first person who came was dark and carried woven bags into the dormitory, followed by a middle-aged man who looked very similar to him.When he entered the door, he spoke a dialect that Tan Songxue could not understand.

The two of them put the woven bags on the ground in their hands and shoulders, panting heavily, sweat dripped from their foreheads.

Qin Songxue chewed the bubble gum, put down the phone, blinked and said, "Hello!"

Maybe it's because the skin is too dark, the black boy's teeth look particularly white, he smiled and replied: "You are also good. Classmate, are you from the third class of finance?"

Tan Songxue nodded: "Well, my brother said that our dormitory is all in Class 3. My name is Tan Songxue, with the Chinese character Tan on it, Songxue from Songxue Taoist Zhao Mengfu, what's your name?"

The black boy was sweating profusely, and he looked very simple and honest with thick eyebrows and big eyes. He replied: "Zhang Shengcheng, the bow is long Zhang, the victorious Sheng, the successful Cheng... This is my dad."

Tan Songxue complained in his heart about his roommate's ever-victorious name, and said, "Hello, Uncle."

The middle-aged man seemed a little dull, and he also said hello to Tan Songxue.

"Qin Songxue, haven't the people in the dormitory arrived yet?" Zhang Shengcheng spoke with a strong Z provincial accent, but luckily it wasn't particularly difficult to understand.

"Well, I was the first one here."

After chatting a few words, Tan Songxue didn't have the consciousness to take the initiative to help, so she lowered her head and started playing with her mobile phone, but Zhang's father asked Tan Songxue in unproficient Mandarin if she came to school alone.

"No... I live in N City. My brother sent me here. I waited for him to finish his work and help me make my bed. I didn't clean up anything."

After hearing this, Zhang Shengcheng smiled and did not speak. Zhang's father also changed his dialect and continued to communicate with Zhang Shengcheng.

In the evening, after Chen Kezhi finished his work, he brought two portions of stewed pork rice to the dormitory. Tan Songxue was so hungry that he couldn't find his way, so he put his hot mobile phone into his pocket and grabbed the rice.

Zhang Shengcheng and his son were not in the dormitory, but another roommate had arrived.

The roommate who came this time was blah, and before the door was opened, he heard loud voices outside, as if he was picking out his keys.Chen Kezhi frowned and asked, "How many of your roommates are here?"

Tan Songxue: "Just one, from province Z, not very talkative, looks a bit dark."

Chen Kezhi took the beef out of his own bowl and put it in Qin Songxue's bowl, and said, "I'll make your bed for you after dinner, and go home to sleep first tonight."

Tan Songxue stuffed all the beef that Chen Kezhi had given him into his mouth, and asked him, "Why don't you sleep in school?"

Chen Kezhi held his chopsticks in his mouth and lowered his voice: "Why am I sleeping at school? Of course I'm sleeping with you."

Qin Songxue: "..."

Chen Kezhi: "No... Uncle Yi's car hasn't driven back yet. I don't have class tomorrow morning. Let's take the bus together."

The door of the speaking room finally opened, and a young boy rushed in. Chen Kezhi turned his head to look, and a boy with dyed chestnut hair came in dragging a trolley case.

Chen Kezhi: "Hello."

Boy: "Hey, hello, hello! I'm from the third class of finance, how about you?"

Chen Kezhi: "Oh, I'm a junior in finance, and my name is Chen Kezhi."

Qin Songxue took the conversation and said, "My name is Qin Songxue, and I'm in Class Three."

Boy: "Hey, old Liang, come and see! Why is my roommate so cute!"

Qin Songxue: "..."

The old Liang from the boy's mouth came in, and when he saw Tan Songxue's eyes lit up, he was stunned for a moment, and he didn't speak in a daze.

Qin Songxue: "???"

Chen Kezhi coughed to bring Lao Liang back to his senses, and then he saw Chen Kezhi who was facing the door, so he said hello, "Are you there too?"

Chen Kezhi nodded as a response, and said lightly, "Send someone here?"

"Well, my hometown." Then he looked at Tan Songxue and asked, "This is you..."

Chen Kezhi answered: "My brother... your outer courtyard is no longer welcoming new students, so you send your fellow villagers here?"

Lao Liang: "I don't want to do it this year. I don't have anything to do in my junior year. I don't want to be a class assistant. Let's postpone everything and prepare for the postgraduate entrance examination."

Chen Kezhi murmured, "Then you go for it."

Old Liang: "Are you still the chairman?"

Chen Kezhi: "Well, I don't really want to go to the school meeting. It's good to stay in the courtyard."

The young man interjected, "Do you know each other? My name is Wang Zhiyu, hello!"

Old Liang said: "This is the chairman of the student union of your scholastic school, hurry up and call me senior."

Wang Zhiyu: "Hello senior, hello senior!"

Chen Kezhi: "Well, hello, you can call me the class assistant."

Old Liang asked in surprise, "Are you their assistant?"

Chen Kezhi: "Well, isn't my brother in this class? I chose it specially."

Qin Songxue: "What is a class assistant?"

Chen Kezhi said happily: "Assistant to the class teacher. The university class teacher doesn't care about you, and you won't see each other for a semester. Your freshmen will be taken by our juniors, and you will all be handed over to the class committee when you are sophomores."

Qin Songxue: "Then are you leading our class?"

Chen Kezhi nodded.

Tan Songxue wanted to kiss Chen Kezhi when he was happy, but someone had to laugh. Chen Kezhi saw his embarrassment and pinched his nose.

Watching their interaction, Lao Liang opened his mouth suddenly, but didn't say anything. He glanced at Wang Zhiyu and turned around to help him pack his things.

Before Qin Songxue could wait for the last roommate to arrive, Chen Kezhi drove Qin Songxue home in a car.

On the way, Tan Songxue said, brother, why are you so good?

Chen Kezhi smiled, but didn't speak.

Tan Songxue said again, no matter how powerful you are, you still like me.You see, you didn't like to laugh when you were young, but I said you looked good when you smiled, and you are smiling more and more now.

Father Tan didn't like watching movies at night like Yi Xiuyun did. He was very tired a while ago, so he went to bed early.Chen Kezhi and Qin Songxue tacitly hid in the bathroom and did a complete set, saving the need to change the sheets.

Chen Kezhi had two classes early the next morning, and Tan Songxue was too tired to get up the night before, so of course he stayed in bed.School was about to start, Father Tan didn't bother to take care of him, so he let him go.

At about nine o'clock, Qin Songxue was woken up by Gao Chengxi's phone call.

"Xiaoxue, are you at school? I'm here to play with you!"

Tan Songxue said hoarsely: "I'm sleeping at home, come over after dinner."

Gao Chengxi was angry over there: "Hey, why is your voice so hoarse, what did you do last night? Can you get up?"

Tan Songxue scolded, "Get out of here!"

Gao Chengxi hung up the phone directly, and angrily sent a text message to Yi Xiuyun, asking him when he would be back. Yi Xiuyun seemed to be very busy, and the messages were only returned at night these two days, so this one will probably have to wait until then up.

After eating at noon, Qin Songxue took the bus card and went to school by car, and sent a text message asking where Chen Kezhi was. Chen Kezhi said that he was at the orientation place and asked him to go find him.

The third year of the School of Economics had a lot of classes in the last semester, so the people in the orientation office changed, and Tan Songxue greeted them and sat down with Chen Kezhi.

Because Chen Kezhi was busy all the time, he didn't talk to Tan Songxue much, but Tan Songxue was still very happy.

Serious men are the most handsome.

The summer of this year has not been hot, and Tan Songxue's military training has been considered easy. He really doesn't understand the weather where the highest temperature does not exceed 30°C. How do those freshmen pass out while standing?Standing in the military posture, he didn't feel anything except leg numbness.

Because Chen Kezhi had told her in advance, Tan Songxue didn't apply to any clubs, not even the student union and class committee, so nothing happened.

During the military training, the student union of the college would always come to the playground for so-called condolences. As the chairman, Chen Kezhi naturally attended every time. The freshmen of the third class of finance felt that they had more face. Their class assistant was not only the most handsome, but also the chairman of the student union. I heard that The grades are also good, and I won the National Award last year.

"Hey, Qin Songxue, Qin Songxue..."

Tan Songxue was looking at Chen Kezhi and giggling foolishly, ignoring the performance of the School of Arts and Music Troupe, and the classmate next to him pushed him with an elbow.

Qin Songxue came back to her senses: "What's the matter?"

The one who pushed him was a classmate in the dormitory opposite, and asked, "I heard that your class assistant is your brother, do you live together?"

Tan Songxue nodded: "Yes, he is handsome, right?"

The classmate suddenly became interested: "His grades are really as good as he said?"

When Qin Songxue heard this, he was happier than he himself was praised, and said, "Of course, my brother's average score is ninety."

The classmate said a damn thing, and said: "You are a winner in life."

Tan Songxue happily looked at Chen Kezhi again, and found that Chen Kezhi was also looking at him, beckoning and grinning silly.

Qin Songxue himself didn't realize that his love for Chen Kezhi had penetrated into his bone marrow unknowingly, and this emotion was attached to every corner of his body like his own meridian, which could not be separated.Once it touches the inside, although it only produces a slight wound, it must be a wound on the outside.

Chen Kezhi's project went smoothly. Chen Qiye is a very conscientious person. He revised the thesis repeatedly to minimize the error and has excellent professional knowledge. The professor is very satisfied with their project.Although there are still some deficiencies on the whole, it seems very immature, and the entry point and exposition are not sophisticated, but it has met the requirements.Chen Kezhi and Chen Qiye mentioned to the professor that they want to keep the graduate school, and the professor has this intention, so that they can maintain their average grades this academic year, and they can only apply when they are seniors.

Hearing that Chen Kezhi might be in graduate school, Qin Songxue was very happy—Chen Kezhi could spend his four years in college with him completely, instead of having to be separated for two years during his sophomore year like in high school.

On Friday, Chen Kezhi had no class in the evening, so he usually went home with Qin Songxue, and returned to school on Saturday morning or afternoon to deal with some affairs.

One morning when she got up, Qin Songxue said that if she was too busy, she should stay at school, because going back and forth was troublesome.

In this regard, Chen Kezhi said boldly that having sex once a week is good for health.

Tan Songxue's face turned red, because Chen Kezhi hadn't gotten up to brush his teeth yet, so Chen Kezhi only kissed him on the face.

"Qiaoqiu." Chen Kezhi suddenly called him.

Qin Songxue: "Huh?"

Chen Kezhi got very close, and the scorching air of his breath hit Tan Songxue's neck, making him itchy.

"You've grown a beard."

Qin Songxue: "I have always had it."

Chen Kezhi shook his head and said, "No, it's different. It used to be fluff, but now it's a bit thicker."

Tan Songxue: "Oh, I didn't even notice...then shave. Don't you have a razor?"

Chen Kezhi objected: "Don't use a razor, the more you shave, the thicker you are. How old are you? How about a beard?"

Tan Songxue: "That's right...then what should I do?"

Chen Kezhi: "There are surgical scissors in the drawer, I'll cut them for you."

Tan Songxue doesn't have many beards, some are sparse and some are longer.Tan Songxue hugged Chen Kezhi's waist and raised his head, and Chen Kezhi just managed to cut those few beards.

The scissors felt cold to the skin, Qin Songxue hissed, opened his mouth slightly and mumbled, "Brother, look inside..."

Chen Kezhi: "Don't talk."

Qin Songxue: "Oh..."

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