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U University's vacation was gradually coming to an end, and the group gradually became lively, and there were sporadic people posting photos of the vacation. Rong Ting followed the group and gave a thumbs up, and then disappeared.

The senior sisters in the same club said that they would like to thank them for their help in handling errands before, and they made an appointment for a weekend team building, and especially poked Rong Ting privately to tell her to go.

She hesitated for a moment and agreed.

When she marked the team building date in the memo, she checked the calendar by the way, and the lease period had already arrived.

It suddenly occurred to her that she and Ran Jiu had raised the rent several times, but they were dealt with without a trace, and almost all the transfers were refunded.

Ran Jiu was extremely stubborn on this matter, so she had no choice but to think of a way slowly.

She's not used to getting something in return for nothing.

They all think too much for each other, and sometimes they feel guilty for being a little bit more than themselves.

But in the face of this grand and sincere kindness, he couldn't refuse.

That night, after Ran Jiu asked her a question about whether she was fierce or not, he suddenly became unhappy and didn't talk to her much for two days.

After she woke up, she found that the person next to her was gone, and Ran Jiu's movements were always silent, like a light cat, but it also proved that her mood last night was not right.

Rong Ting thought about it seriously, if Ran Jiu asked her the question of whether she was fierce or not next time, she would at least say that she was as cute as a cat and as beautiful as a fairy, how could she be fierce.

Occasionally, she suspects that her three years of professional studies have been wasted. When facing Ran Jiu, her mind often goes blank and she can't think of a word to make her happy.

Ran Jiu was still not there in the afternoon, so she called Chen Baiyuan and made an appointment to go to her house.

When I left, I took quite a lot. In fact, a suitcase could fit in it. It was Chen Baiyuan who accompanied her to bring it back.

Chen Baiyuan scratched her head blankly, a little puzzled: "Aren't you going to live in my house? Am I being too noisy?"

Rong Ting was also very guilty, not only for causing trouble to others, but Chen Baiyuan was so innocent, her mood would fluctuate with her repetitions.

"No, it's because I want to prepare for postgraduate education, so I decided to live here closer to the school." Rong Ting sighed, "I'm sorry, but I will still go to your home on weekends to study homework, and then I will take you out to eat delicious food. "

It doesn't matter whether you eat or not, but as long as you can come out to play, Chen Baiyuan is full of sunshine: "That's good."

Rong Ting took the opportunity to ask her: "If the object asks whether it is fierce or not, how can you answer without making the other person angry?"

Chen Baiyuan thought carefully for a long time, and said truthfully: "My partner has never asked me this question." She suddenly realized: "You have a date?"

Rong Ting pretended to be hardworking: "No, I asked for a friend..."

"Oh, that friend of yours last time?" Chen Baiyuan was temporarily coaxed, "Did she catch up?"

Rong Ting's face showed a trace of embarrassment: "Yeah."

Chen Baiyuan didn't notice this nervousness at all: "If the other party asks this question, I suspect it's a yin and yang."

"Strange yin and yang?"

"That's right. She asked herself if she was fierce or not. Did it mean that the other party refused to get close to her, and that she disliked the other party's lack of interest/interest?"

"That's it."

It turned out that Ran Jiu disliked her for being too boring, Rong Ting suddenly realized, and suddenly felt that he had a direction to improve.

But she is quite free these days, and often looks at the love guide on Xiaohongshu. Chen Baiyuan sent her a few links that day. He looked red in the face.

She turned it on, turned it off, turned it on, and turned it off again, forcing herself to read it a dozen times.

Chen Baiyuan: 【Seeing that you care about your friend, you can forward it to her. 】

Rong Ting: [I thank you on her behalf! 】

But Ran Jiu is about to live in the recording studio. Every night, Rong Ting will sometimes leave her two scallion pancakes or plain hot cocoa soaked in hot water. Sometimes she can't help herself and falls asleep, and wakes up the next morning Then I saw the empty room next door, where all the food was eaten.

She began to worry about Ran Jiu's body, and was also afraid of disturbing her.

Besides, I didn't climb into bed for a few days, and I couldn't show what I learned, so I was a little bit lost.

It was the team building time that day, and the senior sister of the president decided to go to a party room with a full set of entertainment facilities in Wudaokou in the morning.

I rented it all day, after 11 o'clock, a group of people went in and indulged in pleasure.The boys occupied the King of Fighters game consoles, the two older seniors couldn't play anything and went to the karaoke room, and the younger juniors were playing foosball.

Rong Ting was more restrained, feeling that none of the games here seemed suitable for her, so she walked over to watch her juniors play foosball.

Two people each manipulate a pole, turning left and right to prevent the opponent's villain from kicking the ball into the hole. Boys are obviously much better than girls in controlling power, and their arms are much stronger. When manipulating the three offensive poles back and forth , the other school girl had no resistance at all, and could only be scored by him again and again.

The school girl almost laughed angrily, and later saw Rong Tingru seeing the savior, "Sister, you can play with me too."

Rong Ting smiled: "But this is for two people to play."

The junior also seemed to feel embarrassed, "It doesn't matter, you two just operate a lever."

It was only when Rong Ting got started that he realized that this game is really difficult, because football can be played freely by one person on weekdays, and foosball is a miniature closed game, which is made into a pole with three players on it. The villain, who has to manipulate the whole pole every time he kicks the ball, will be much less responsive.

The two girls couldn't stop the boy's attack, Rong Ting had tried his best, every time he couldn't stop the ball, he wished he could lift the pole, and the whole table was shaken by them.

But after the game, everyone was very happy. Later, Rong Ting grasped some skills and won a few rounds with the school girl.

The junior also smiled shyly, as if they had won him, and he was a little relieved.

The atmosphere was harmonious and harmonious, and suddenly there was an abrupt "fuck" from the side.

Rong Ting frowned and looked to the side, there was a girl with short hair sitting on the sofa, she was the one who uttered the scolding just now.

She is wearing a loose gray skull T-shirt and ripped jeans. There are several earrings densely packed on her earlobes. Her hair is also half gray and half black. The messy flowing sea almost covers her eyes. Being dragged down by pig teammates, he quarreled with the temporary team.

While typing on the screen, she frantically turned on the microphone.

"Don't have too many bbs."

"Elementary school chickens don't go to school well, so what kind of team do they run out of?"

"How was it born? The big and small brains are not fully grown."

The rest of the people looked at each other in embarrassment, but this person continued to swear a lot of obscenities.

Then, Rong Ting saw her block after scolding, reported a dragon, and threw the phone aside.

She had a little impression of this girl. When she first joined the club, the senior sister said that this person was in charge of the art design of the club. He did a good job in this aspect, but his attendance was not good and his temper was bad. Let Rong Ting not provoke her.

Once, the senior sister asked them to cooperate in stamping the community practice certificate at the same time. Each of them had three copies of the certificate, and more than 300 pieces of paper needed to be stamped.The chapter was in her hands, and when it was time to pick up Zhang Rongting, she didn't see her.

She really had no choice but to hit her in the group, and the man replied with an unclear address until the next night, Rong Ting asked the man again and stopped talking, and the next day she could only go to the main building Looking for the place she said, I finally met a familiar senior sister who took her there.

Later, this person was quite unhappy in the group. He probably thought she was urging too much, and asked her if she didn't have a long mouth and wouldn't ask others.

At that time, the group was completely silent, and Rong Ting didn't bother to reply, and after a while, he almost forgot about it.

Rong Ting is not a person who holds grudges, but he doesn't have a good impression of her either.

She can realize that some people's aura is gentle, some people are full of aggression, some people are very friendly to others, and some people are always easy to hurt others, and they can remain indifferent to themselves.

From this girl, she always felt indifference to life and contempt for others.

If Ran Jiu's indifference was to protect herself, but her gestures carried a kind of viciousness and hostility.

When they played until four or five in the afternoon, everyone was sleepy.

The president said he had to finish the meal, and tried to cheer them up, and took them into the karaoke room to sing nursery rhymes for a while.

Rong Ting knew very few songs, and when it was her turn to order a song, she remembered the song "Qi Huang" that Ran Jiu sang to her.

That was the first time she hugged Ran Jiu and heard Ran Jiu sing to her softly. Later, she developed a special affection for this song. She listened to it secretly in the middle of the night from time to time, and she felt a strange feeling in her heart. Later, she Also roughly memorized the lyrics.

When she asked for a song, I ordered this one.

Unexpectedly, when she started singing, the short gray-haired girl also sang along with her, Rong Ting's voice was soft, that person's voice was hoarse, and the two of them couldn't blend together at all.

But the man's voice kept covering hers, and he didn't have the slightest intention of giving in.

Rong Ting felt a little uncomfortable, and slowly put down the microphone at the end of the song.

When the song ended, the atmosphere was a bit awkward, but the president gently persuaded the girl, "Chang Zhen, if you want to sing, just focus on it again. Why do you have to sing with Rong Ting?"

In fact, it is best not to sing along to the songs ordered by others. In the eyes of everyone, it is already a default rule.

However, Chang Zhen threw away the microphone indifferently: "Isn't it just a song?"

The president's face was also a bit ugly, Rong Ting smoothed things over gently: "It's okay, I'm not familiar with this song anyway, Chang Zhen sings it much better than me."

She did say this with a smile, but it was only to help the president out of trouble.

In fact, even she herself disliked what she said.

It was because of this sentence that Chang Zhen never snatched the mic from anyone behind him, and the members behind him sang a song in peace.

However, Chang Zhen's performance is not respectable, he has been playing with his mobile phone by himself, and no one sings without raising his head.

When it was the president's turn to sing, the president chose "Red Bean", and there was also a young junior in the club who liked this song very much.

The president generously invited the younger sisters to sing this song together.

The two girls matched well, and people applauded after the song ended.

As a result, Chang Zhen was still playing with his mobile phone, and said in a strange way, "You two, one is pulling up desperately, and the other is pressing down desperately. Is it a full interpretation of what you think? I have my own expression?"

After she finished speaking, she still thought it was very humorous and chuckled a few times, but seeing that no one was making fun of her, she continued to play with her phone a little bored.

Rong Ting has a big heart, and he is very tolerant towards people. He understands that there are all kinds of weird people in this world, and he can't blame them all, but when he leaves the party room, he also treats people with The other seniors were not willing to go with her when they walked together.

The president reserved a Haidilao box at night, and everyone happily took a taxi to go there.When we arrived at the place, the waiter suddenly saw that there were so many of them, and he was a little embarrassed. The table at that time could only seat 9 people.

A square table with seating for exactly three people on each side.

It means that there may be two people who need to move stools to squeeze in the serving port.

Most people are definitely not willing, they are already sitting in groups in twos and threes, and they are even less willing to move their nests.

Later, Rong Ting took the initiative to move the stool, and another junior sister followed her, and the two of them sat in two relatively spacious corners.

Chang Zhen sat on the side by himself, next to Rong Ting.

The senior sister of the president brought a few bottles of foreign wine, saying that she has a winery in her own house, and she ordered a few bottles from home, and people envied her family background.

When Rong Ting was helping the people around to rinse the cups, Chang Zhen took the cups consciously. Rong Ting took a look, pretended not to notice anything, and put it aside after rinsing for her. After a while, she found that she took it back by herself up.

He didn't thank you either, and continued to play with his mobile phone with his head down, his gray and black hair was especially disheveled and obtrusive.

Everyone chatted while waiting for the pot, and the waiter brought hot towels.

Because they found that almost all of them were girls, the waiter brought rubber bands and handed them to them.

When she gave it to Rong Ting, she didn't want it, she pulled out a dark green hair band around her wrist, and smiled: "Thank you, I have it."

This one was given to her by Ran Jiu, when she couldn't find the hair tie when she went home to wash up, Ran Jiu gave her this one.

The headband is very simple, with a small emerald leaf decoration on it, but it is very strong after use.

Last night before she went to sleep, she changed the wine to Ran, but somehow it got up on her wrist again in the morning.

Chang Zhen glanced at the movement, "Your rope is so old, you might as well get a new one."

Rong Ting was too lazy to look aside, and said softly, "No need."

Seeing that Chang Zhen was in a good mood, people talked to her one after another.

"I remember that Chang Zhen has a girlfriend, who is quite a famous DJ, right?"

"Isn't it a CV?"

The president was in a better mood at this time, "My sister met Chang Zhen when she came to the club before, and said that she looks like Jiquan Tiancai."

Rong Ting felt that it was too early to spurn him. They had seen this man's fart and vileness just now, so how could they say such flattering words.

When the dishes came, she concentrated on cooking the meat, keeping a long distance from the others, and she simply didn't want to be next to the person next to her.

After drinking for three rounds, everyone was a little dizzy, not so restrained, and some opened up the topic, talking back and forth about the association.

Zuo just dug up other associations, talked about the unspoken rules of the Xuegong Office, and scolded his mentor, and ended up with some trivial topics.

On the way, Ran Jiu sent her a message, asking where she was.

She noticed later that Haidilao in this shopping mall was automatically displayed when she returned to her location, which meant that this place was quite close to their home, so Ran Jiu should not worry.

Ran Jiu didn't know if he had returned home, and he never replied after receiving the message.

At this time someone finally noticed Chang Zhen and tried to talk to her.

"Chang Zhen, tell me about your former girlfriends."

Chang Zhen ate the meat with big mouthfuls, the movement was not small, and sometimes the splashed soup almost affected Rong Ting, but she didn't care much, thinking that she was very casual.

"I've had them all. Among the girlfriends I've had are models, DJs, and CVs."

Amidst the virtual and real exclamations around, Chang Zhen started her performance.

"Actually, the girls in the campus circle are cleaner. I said just now that the girls in these circles are very beautiful, but it's fine if they are not clean, and their minds are not good."

When Rong Ting heard it, he wanted to cover his ears, and he really didn't want to hear those nonsensical stories, especially those who rely on belittling others to elevate themselves, so he was speechless.

As it turned out, her guess was right.

For the rest of the time, Chang Zhen talked about her exes amidst the sound of chewing food. Mostly, those people were all out for freshness, for her beauty, and for her money.

As for her, she dismissed these people at all, and advised the people at the table that women have the most minds between women, so guard against them if you can.

"That DJ, I suspect that she was from that kind of background in her early years. Her words are oppressive and mean. She can't do without money. She has a bad heart. She thinks highly of her when she plays, and she can get sick after playing for a long time."

Now I have entered the topic of discomfort. There are so many girls on the table, and I heard the obscene/obsessive scene when the same girl is the protagonist, and the ugly adjectives, as long as it is a girl, it will be uncomfortable.

As if to confirm his own topic, Chang Zhen sneered again: "So, I am a straightforward person, what to say, I don't like to waste time with girls who talk about it, and there is no good thing in the professions I mentioned. They are all gold-swallowing beasts relying on fans."

"Hey, didn't you hear about it a while ago? There was a hot search on Weibo. There was a female CV live broadcast, who cheated a junior high school student out of 20 yuan. Do you think this is a human thing?"

One stone caused a thousand waves. Originally, they didn't pay attention to Weibo news, but now they all followed her topic.

"Damn it, how can you cheat 20 yuan? Doesn't the kid have parents to take care of him?"

"Tch, now there are some brats who transfer 100 million to their virtual girlfriends, what is that?"

"That female CV is too much, isn't it a serious live broadcast?"

"It's definitely not a serious live broadcast. It probably has a deceptive nature, especially now that minors are not mentally sound, so it's easy to cheat."

It was only later that someone cared, "These circles are chaotic, how will they be dealt with in the end?"

Chang Zhen curled his lips speechlessly, "How can we deal with it? Let the studio clean it up. It's not easy for someone to be in the top position. It's hard for them to deceive so many underage fans. Why not let them continue to deceive them."

Suddenly, he heard the movement of a heavy object falling from the side. It was crisp and loud, and the whole box could hear the thud.

Everyone was surprised to find that the source of the voice was Rong Ting's place. She kept silent, and she didn't make much noise when eating, and she didn't rush to eat. People almost ignored her.

Later Rong Ting took out a paper towel to wipe his hands, "I'm sorry, the soup splashed on the back of my hand just now, it hurt too much and I couldn't hold it steady."

Someone next to me immediately handed over a tissue, "School girl is so cute, how can she burn her hands, I've never been burned before."

Rong Ting said softly: "I didn't splash it myself. The next door eats too much, and I have been splashed several times." She stretched out her sleeves, and the white sweater was covered with dense red oil spots. From the side, it is too conspicuous.

Chang Zhen's complexion was a little dark this time: "Don't be yourself, you won't be able to rely on others."

Rong Ting sighed: "Some people will be killed when they walk on the road playing with their mobile phones, because they don't abide by the rules of social interaction. Some people will be sued and reported because they don't respect the facts when they casually slander others online. If you splashed it, if I hadn't held the bowl firmly, the red oil in this dish would have fallen on your arm, can your skin withstand the scalding?"

Everyone was a little unclear about the logic in her words, and Chang Zhen was the same, frowning as if looking at some kind of psychosis.

Rong Ting drank the wine next to him: "Who knows what will kill you, so it's better to be in awe of everything."

"Those girls have been with you for a while, no matter how you say it, there is a time cost. It's not good for you to stab people in the back like this and make them say so disgustingly."

Now the whole box was quiet, not even the sound of dropping chopsticks.

Chang Zhen began to get angry: "Why do you worry about them so much, what does it have to do with you, can't you manage yourself? Or are you also a pure lesbian."

Rong Ting clenched his fists.

Chang Zhen's disgusting face was still chattering, "To be honest, I don't believe those les who claim to be willing to fall in love with women. I have seen several men and women take it all. If it doesn't sound good, they just look for whoever looks good. Isn't your ass busy? .”

Rong Ting's face under the lamp was indifferent but firm: "I admit that I am, but I don't agree with your point of view. Don't spray innocent circles just because of individual people."

At this moment, there was a flash of surprise in Chang Zhen's eyes, and it turned into a joke: "You said you are Les, have you ever slept, slept, used it?"

Chang Zhen knew it when she saw her blank eyes, "Don't just hope for plum blossoms to quench your thirst, you have the nerve to pretend to be someone in the circle if you haven't done anything, I doubt if you have a date—"

Her voice stopped abruptly as Junging raised his hand and poured a full bottle of vodka onto her gray hair.

The wet feeling spread all over Chang Zhen's head, followed by a coolness, with the spicy feeling of wine touching the skin.

She froze for a moment, and instantly stood up holding the wine bottle, and the girls around rushed over to try to persuade her to fight.

The door of the box was kicked open suddenly, and a cold female voice said, "Try to move her."