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The two packed up a pile of colorful instant noodles, and Ran Jiu picked it up to look at the packaging, "Korean?"

"Yeah." Rong Ting took the things home, "Don't you like instant noodles with various flavors, I just bought a few bags from the imported supermarket."

Ran Jiu is a bit dumbfounded, she used to love to eat instant noodles, but at that time she was like a weed with no mother or father to love her, no one cared about her, and her life was poor, that doesn't mean she also loves to eat now...

However, when she accidentally got the receipt from the supermarket and saw the prices of the bags of instant noodles on it, she decisively chose to shut up.

Rong Ting went to the kitchen to cook noodles, Ran Jiu followed her like a tail, and couldn't help feeling distressed: "Why buy such expensive instant noodles."

With his back on his back, Rong Ting spoke with a gentle smile: "You love to eat."

Ran Jiu was taken aback. As a CV, she has undergone countless professional trainings and was required to comprehend all kinds of complex emotions and be able to cite them at any time.

She also has a habit of judging people's emotions by their voices.

At this time, Rong Ting's voice was clearly doting and cherishing.

The turkey noodles sold in imported supermarkets are more spicy than those sold in ordinary supermarkets. Ran Jiu kept silent while eating, and kept breathing because of the spicy food.Rong Ting handed her the fruit tea, and she took a small sip to drink it, like a quiet and well-behaved kitten.

Seeing that the tip of her nose was sweating, Rong Ting was regretting whether she put in too much hot sauce, but saw that she had eaten half of it, took the hot sauce bag next to it, and squeezed the rest...

Rong Ting didn't stop her at all, but saw her eating more deliciously.Fortunately, the wakame tofu soup in the kitchen was ready. She brought back the soup pot and filled a bowl for each of them.

Ran Jiu was in a very complicated mood at this moment, she didn't understand why Rong Ting's voice was so doting just now, it was like... sweet talk from a boyfriend when coaxing his girlfriend.Rong Ting's voice turned out to be softer and softer. I don't know which string in Ran Jiu's brain he hit, and now the lingering sound lingers.

At this moment, Ran Jiu looked at the soup in front of him, and felt even more guilty for no reason, a little blaming himself for thinking too much, eating so many things without saying thank you, a bit too much.

She picked up a spoon and took a sip. The freshness and sweetness of the seaweed blended perfectly into the soup, but the soup was not salty at all, light and refreshing. Even the tofu was watery and tender, melting in the mouth.

She raised her head suddenly: "Tingting, your cooking is really delicious."

Rong Ting was stunned for a moment, two shallow dimples slowly appeared at the corners of his mouth, and that doting voice again: "As long as you like it."

So tender.

Ran Jiu sucked a piece of tofu directly into his throat, and his brain froze instantly.

On the day of returning to school, there was actually no class, but the May Fourth choir competition. They were trapped on the fourth floor of the Academy for rehearsal all day long. Drinks and snacks are fed.

However, the long rehearsal also made everyone exhausted and exhausted. Rong Ting's physical fitness was relatively average, and soon he couldn't hold on anymore, his face was frosty pale.

Fortunately, after only three training sessions in the afternoon, the chorus costumes arrived, and the rest of the time was spent trying on and resting.

The boys wear white shirts and black trousers with the national flag, and the girls wear pleated skirts with red collars.

Rong Ting's size is just right, and it fits snugly on her body.

She hadn't worn a skirt for a long time, and she was a little surprised when she looked in the mirror. The fabric on the back of the skirt was thin and delicate, with the butterfly bone slightly showing through the fabric. Thin waistline.

What's more, the light is dim, everyone's powder is too white, and Shi Zhu's is too red, but her face is so light and soft, which makes people feel comfortable.

Not long after she put on her clothes, a senior sister came to take a photo with her, and then another came, several times in a row...

Inexplicably, it became a scenic spot. Rong Ting was still a little embarrassed. When taking pictures, he held on to the tail of his skirt and looked at the camera nervously, ignorant and agile.

"You are so cute." The senior sisters liked to grab her arms and touch her neck, and Zhang Ling liked her even more, pinching her face when she was not paying attention.

Rong Ting pushed her away jokingly: "Don't touch me, am I a moving attraction?"

At five o'clock in the evening, the representatives of the colleges participating in the chorus competition gradually entered the student activity center, and the rest of the audience who got tickets entered at six o'clock.

Backstage, Rong Ting was still taking deep breaths, and Zhang Ling sighed beside him: "Little sister, you said that you usually look so good in skirts." The foundation is good, as long as you dress up more and find a boyfriend is not a problem.

She even had an air of enveloping her, asking Rong Ting if she wanted to introduce a boyfriend to her like gossip.

Rong Ting resolutely refused.

When they came to the stage, the atmosphere in the Xuehuo Hall reached its climax. In the front row of the auditorium were the leaders of each school and some judges from the Music Department, and the audience behind them were the audience who had grabbed tickets.

The beam of light from the stage hit them, Rong Ting was a little nervous, and her palms were sweating, but fortunately she was standing in the middle, and there was someone blocking her, so she silently closed her palms.

The background sound sounded slowly, and the soothing and dynamic melody gradually increased. With the unique rhythm of piano music, it finally ushered in the first sentence.

The conductor gestured toward the low voice.

Bass began to sing the first part along with the accompaniment:

The sunset at sea is like a painting of youth

Spread it in the sky and wait for the seagull to take it away

Distant sails let the wind and waves beat

No matter how painful it is for the dream, I will not be afraid

Then the baton was suddenly passed to the alto, the girls' eyes were bright, and the atmosphere gradually heated up:

Where does the wind and sand go far away?

Where did you see him in spring?

The hand of time caresses the cheek

none of them speak

......

Reaching the climax of the song, the high-pitched part picked up the previous tune, and even the audience on the field was as quiet as electricity, and a natural clear high-pitched voice sounded:

I hope that the wish I made will bloom all the way

Escort the dream at that time against the wind and sand

The cherry blossoms at the fingertips are like poems to write who's time

Crazy love with elegance

......

At the end of the chorus, all the judges and the audience stood up and applauded. Standing on the stage, Rong Ting's heart was surging like never before, and the heart in his chest swelled violently.

They bowed and stepped off the stage, quickly ran back to the backstage preparation room, clapped and hugged excitedly, and the president of the student union of the Faculty of Arts also ran in happily, saying that No.1 was stable again this time.

They were the third to last program, waiting for the mathematics and life subjects to finish singing, and then came the awards ceremony.

The judges began to read from the Excellence Award, and there was an obvious decreasing trend from the third to the first prize, and there were only two places left for the first prize.

When the judges came to the School of Artificial Intelligence, the students there couldn’t believe it at first, and then they stood up in ecstasy. A group of boys clapped each other’s hands and nearly fainted from the joy. Their poor chairperson shed a few tears on the spot, and the rest of them passed by comfort him.

The judges smiled and waited for the episode to end, and then, the judge who announced the award actually sat down.

sat down...

Rong Ting was stunned for a moment, and so were the people around her. The chairman of the Academy of Arts was still a little stunned: "Impossible."

The atmosphere of a group of people suddenly became depressed.

However, they watched the headmaster take the list of awards, smiled towards them, and fell back to reality with a heavy heart.

Zhang Ling covered her mouth excitedly: "Oh my god, I can't take it anymore, this scene is too grand, why don't I faint for a while?"

Rong Ting also supported her seriously: "Don't get dizzy, wait until you get dizzy again."

Zhang Ling couldn't laugh or cry.

The headmaster's gaze slowly fell back to the list, full of air, and said word by word: "Next, I will announce the No.1 group."

All eyes on the scene fell on their area, a group of girls with red collars and white dresses.

"The group that won No.1 is: College of Liberal Arts!" The principal closed the list and started applauding, "Congratulations to the Faculty of Liberal Arts for being the champion of the [-]th May Fourth Youth Chorus Competition!"

The warm applause on the field lasted for a long time, but compared with the excitement and exaggeration of the School of Information, even though their hearts were surging, their performance at this time was restrained.

They silently stood up to receive the award, everyone was orderly, and when the chairman held the trophy, they all smiled in unison.

When he changed his clothes and came out, Rong Ting turned back into that fresh student wearing a light blue shirt and jeans.

Many senior sisters even covered their mouths in surprise, pretending not to recognize her, she smiled, neither happy nor annoyed.

Zhang Ling ran in, her eyes gleaming, and she was gesticulating: "Dear friends, there is a beautiful young lady standing outside. Her legs are so long, she is super thin, and she has a super temperament! Isn't she a star?"

Someone nearby asked gossipingly, "Where is it?"

"Is it from our Academy of Arts?"

Zhang Ling thought for a while: "It shouldn't be from our Academy of Arts. There are only a few people in our academy. The beautiful ones have been dug out by the confession wall."

"Is that from another academy?"

Zhang Ling was in a hurry: "How could I know, I just saw the side face, but it felt a little familiar to me." She suddenly remembered something, "Yes, she seems to have green hair."

When everyone was still anxious to ask, they didn't notice that someone had already rushed out.

Rong Ting hurriedly ran to Xuehuo's door, looked around but didn't see that figure,

On the contrary, someone next to her pulled her arm, a secret ecstasy rose in Rong Ting's heart, but when he turned around and saw the person, his face suddenly turned cold.

Chen Saiyu stood at the door awkwardly, and handed her the water in his hand: "Xiao Ting, I was also in the venue just now, you sang beautifully, and your clothes are also beautiful, congratulations to you for winning the first place."

Rong Ting looked down at her hand for a while, took the water bottle in her hand, said thank you, and nothing else.

But Chen Saiyu became happy because of her action: "You are really good, I have never seen you singing before. Do you have time later? I remember you like to drink, so I bought Jiang Xiaobai with peach flavor Congratulations, I told you that there was an exam and I coaxed you to say that drinking more alcohol can slow down your nerve sharpness and improve your concentration, so you are really so obedient."

"Chen Saiyu." Rong Ting interrupted her, "Winning the award is a matter for the entire Academy of Arts, regardless of you or me. Besides, the chorus team is good, not me. Now I am a little tired for the time being, so I don't want to miss the past, okay?"

She sneered, "Besides, when I think about it, the memory of that time is not pleasant. It may be funny to you, but I almost missed the next day's exam."

Chen Saiyu turned pale and wanted to explain, but Rong Ting waved his hand: "I was overestimated at the time, so I can't blame you."

Before the exam, Wan Sang frequently found trouble for her. During that time, she was in a state of desperation. Messy things entangled her like endless threads, but she couldn't find the source.

At that time, the person who treated her best in the dormitory was Chen Saiyu. Of course, she just thought that, so she placed her dependence on the wrong person.

That night she was really depressed and couldn't sleep, and the next day was the most difficult literary theory test.The professors who teach them are famous professors who have obtained professorships in Germany. They usually sneer at students who can understand 10% of the semester and will not fail at the end of the semester.

Even sadder, what he said was true.

It was not a problem for Rong Ting to memorize some things, but he couldn't figure out the obscure and paradoxical propositions of literature and art. In addition, he was in a bad mood and ran out crying that night.

It was Chen Saiyu who found her, pretending to be concerned about asking things, asking her what's the matter, asking if she had a conflict with someone again, and asking her about her review progress. Ting felt that he was dead on the spot, and his mentality collapsed even more.

Later, Chen Saiyu bought her two bottles of Jiang Xiaobai, saying that the prescription was not high, and drinking some might ease her mood.

Who was drinking before the exam? Rong Ting was dubious, but the other party said it in a serious way, and his set of words made Rong Ting think that she really cared about her.

It was only later that I realized that everything was an obvious joke and mockery.

Chen Saiyu hurriedly explained: "No, I was really worried about you at the time. You see, it's not like we haven't had a drink before. I know your drinking capacity. How could I know that you almost—"

"Okay, let's stop here." When Rong Ting came out, his face was still full of joy, but at this moment, there was only fatigue in his eyes, and the original good mood was swept away, and he didn't want to dwell on the past.

One is that the memories are really not good, and the other is that these things remind her of her stupidity.

But the person in front of him didn't intend to leave, Rong Ting could only excuse that he was tired, bypassing her and planning to go down.

Unexpectedly, Chen Saiyu grabbed her arm in a hurry, "Xiao Ting!"

"Tingting?" At the same time, another voice sounded, and the voice was obviously more pleasant.

Rong Ting looked up in shock, and Ran Jiu, who was standing two steps down, was looking at her.

It was a bit hard to see her face clearly in the dark, but the clear silhouette and slender figure were really conspicuous.

Ran Jiu crossed his arms and stood there lazily. He was obviously two steps lower than them, but his aura was much higher.

Ran Jiu is used to dubbing, and his acting skills come as soon as he says it. He pinched his throat very sweetly: "Tingting, didn't you ask me to come pick you up? I waited outside for a long time and didn't see you. Throw it aside and chat with your classmates."

"No, I didn't." Rong Ting quickly pushed Chen Saiyu away, "I'll go home with you right now."

Ran Jiu waited for her to come down, and immediately took her arm, "Go back to our home?"

Rong Ting's ears turned red when he heard it, and he also cooperated: "Yes."

"What are you going to do for dinner? I want to eat the Three Cup Chicken you cooked, can I?"

"it is good."

"Don't make me wait so late in the future, go home and apologize to me."

"Oh, sorry."

After walking a certain distance, Ran Jiu let go of her arm, and couldn't help laughing: "I asked you to apologize, you're serious, I've convinced you."

The left side of Rong Ting was suddenly empty, the lingering atmosphere was gone, and the body temperature of Ran Jiu on her arm also dissipated, she felt a little uncomfortable.

Ran Jiu asked curiously: "I saw her last time, did she come to see you again?"

"Ah."

Ran Jiu thought about it thoughtfully, "Honestly, I think she really cares about you. How are you doing?"

Rong Ting said coldly: "Not good."

"That?"

Rong Ting said frankly: "As you saw last time, I don't have a good relationship with the whole dormitory."

She thought that Ran Jiu would be surprised, surprised, and maybe ask why this happened.

But Ran Jiu was only silent for a moment, and then said in a very relaxed tone: "It's thanks to them that they are not good, otherwise you would not have the opportunity to rent with me, you should thank them."

Rong Ting: "..."

"It's okay, you just get along with me in the future, I will definitely treat you well." She laughed like a coquettish and cunning fox, making Rong Ting unable to tell the truth from the fake for a while.

She hoped it was true.

Ran Jiu seemed to be so confident again, and he didn't speak well, "Did you really drink two bottles of Jiang Xiaobai before pouring it down?"

Thinking of this, Rong Ting was at a loss for words. Her usual drinking capacity was okay, but she was in a bad mood that day. She was sleepy after reviewing for a day and couldn't sleep. The two bottles of white wine fermented in her body had a hypnotic effect. She managed to make her fall into a deep sleep and almost missed the next day's exam.

So this pot really can't be completely pushed on Chen Saiyu's head.

Rong Ting's mouth was harder than anything else: "No."

"Yo, you're still stubborn." Ran Jiu poked her face with his finger, "You're so cute right now."

Rong Ting blushed from being teased, and said anxiously: "You're still drunk."

Ran Jiu still had the same light tone: "What's wrong with drunk grandma, drunk grandma is more shameful than drunk? Besides, I told you that drunk grandma can't be used indiscriminately, you."

you~

The tip of Rong Ting's heart suddenly seemed to be scraped off by a feather, and it was slightly itchy and numb, "Drunkness actually depends on people's willpower. I was in a bad mood that night and was very tired, so... maybe I am very tired I want to sleep."

She didn't want to explain too much, making Ran Jiu mistake her for a poor and uninitiated person.

Hearing this, Ran Jiu glanced at her: "All right, I believe you."

Just two seconds after these words were serious, she changed her voice: "Besides you learn Chinese, I can't beat you."

"You!" Rong Ting's hair exploded again, she was just about to say that you used to study the Fa.

Just said "you", but fell silent in time.

She shook her head helplessly, and found that once she likes someone very much, she will always care about her feelings, even when she speaks, she has to pull out the thorns inside and outside the words, for fear of hurting the other party.

What's more, it's not that she hasn't done such a thing, so she should be more cautious in the future.

Ran Jiu fell silent when she uttered "you", thinking that she was running out of words, so she accepted it when she was good.

Only then did Rong Ting remember and ask, "Why are you here?"

Ran Jiu suddenly remembered something, took a breath, and felt a sense of despair, "I forgot something very important."

"what?"

Ran Jiu couldn't help but dragged her back and ran back, explaining the matter clearly to her during the run.

Panting, Rong Ting listened half-understood, probably because Freesia's studio had passed a few of their U students online, Ran Jiu came over to see her qualifications first, and happened to meet her student from the U Student Union. Classmates, only then did I know that they are holding a chorus competition today.

After seeing the two students, Ran Jiu thought she had nothing to do, so she was let in and stood by the back door watching for a while.

"You stand there so serious, with a serious face, like a little old-fashioned." Ran Jiu's voice carried a brisk smile, "I just watched you the whole time, but you sang so well, it's worth teaching me in vain. you."

Rong Ting really didn't understand why someone said something in a joking tone, but she felt ambiguous.

"So? You forgot those two juniors?" Rong Ting got back to business.

"The younger brothers and younger sisters met and met, it's not a serious matter." Ran Jiu's pace slowed down a bit, but she could still feel wet when she grabbed Rong Ting's wrist, and she was sweating from running.

Their hands were intertwined, and Rong Ting could even feel her tiny beating pulse.

Rong Ting didn't understand even more, "Then—"

Ran Jiu stopped suddenly, Rong Ting looked forward, isn't this the student supermarket of their school?

Sometimes there is a mail room next to the courier delivery on their campus, and the takeaways that are too late to pick up are piled up here.

"I forgot to take the flowers I bought for you." Ran Jiu said seriously, then bent down gracefully, and took out a bunch of wrapped flowers from the pile of things.

The flowers in front of me are still wet with dew, the inner layer is full of lilies, the outer ring is gladiolus and yellow roses, the edge is full of stars, and the wrapping paper and ribbon are exquisite and beautiful.

Rong Ting was stunned: "When did you buy it?"

"I ordered it when you were singing."

"Your song "Flowers All the Way" is super nice, really." Ran Jiu smiled, the night was so dark, but her amber eyes seemed to be shining, "So buy a bunch of flowers and wish you happy every day in the future, whatever you do Flowers all the way."

Rong Ting is used to introversion on weekdays, but suddenly he is caught off guard by someone's grand kindness, especially this person is Ran Jiu.

She licked her lips for a moment, and wanted to open her mouth, but no words came out.

It was Ran Jiu who suddenly patted her, "I know my words are vulgar, but it's enough if the flowers are pretty, don't you like it?"

Do you not like it?

I like people or tweeds.

She seems to like them all.

Rong Ting hugged the flower in his arms at a loss, not noticing that his strength was getting tighter and tighter, he really looked like he liked it very much.

She didn't realize that she was hugging too tightly until the outermost branches made a rustling sound.

"Yes, I like it."

She repeated in a low voice: "I like it."