Quickly wear it: The male gods are sitting in rows

In order to prepare for the autumn competition, He Yan and the others also started a busy training life.

Mu Qingqing also started his college years.

That day, Mu Qingqing and Wen Muyu walked out of the teaching building together, and a boy holding a large bouquet of roses walked towards them.

Wen Muyu opened his eyes wide and glanced at each other in unison with Mu Qingqing.

The boy was obviously coming towards the two of them.

Wen Muyu leaned into Mu Qingqing's ear, "Who do you think he came to confess to?"

"It's better not to be me." Mu Qingqing covered her mouth with her hand and responded softly.

"It's over, it's you." Wen Muyu immediately switched to watching a show.

Mu Qingqing:...

Song Chuan and Mu Qingqing are professional classmates.

He is also one of the best handsome boys in their profession.

Every day it was considered as if she looked up and looked down. Mu Qingqing had just thought that Song Chuan often looked at her, but she didn't think much about it.

Who would have thought that today he would suddenly run up to her with such a big bouquet of flowers and express his love for her.

It also attracted a group of people to watch.

The key point is that the onlookers are just watching the fun and don't take it too seriously, and they have been making noises from the side.

"together together together."

……

Song Chuan knelt on one knee in front of her and looked at her very intently.

Mu Qingqing frowned slightly, "Sorry, I can't promise you."

Song Chuan was stunned for a moment, and the booing classmates around him also fell silent.

"Why? Is there something wrong with me?" Song Chuan thought that he had good looks and good grades, and he had many suitors. He rarely took the initiative to pursue people, and he never expected that the other party would reject him.

Mu Qingqing took a step back, "There's nothing wrong with you, I just don't like you."

"You don't know much about me, why are you so sure that you don't like me." Song Chuan was still very persistent, but couldn't get up from his knees on the ground.

"You also said that I don't understand you, so do you really understand me? And your current behavior will only make me feel very troubled." Mu Qingqing's expression was not very good.

Song Chuan's behavior seemed to others to be a brave pursuit of love, but to her, it was more like a kind of coercion.

In front of so many people, he forced her to agree to date him.

It made her dislike it.

Wen Muyu pulled Mu Qingqing behind him, "Sorry about this classmate, she has clearly rejected it. I think we should just leave it like this. We will all still be classmates from now on, right?"

But Song Chuan was unwilling. He stood up and said, "I won't give up so easily. Although you don't like me now, it doesn't mean you won't like me in the future. I will continue to pursue you."

After saying that, she forcefully shoved the bouquet in her hand into Mu Qingqing's arms, then turned around and left very gracefully.

Mu Qingqing frowned, walked to the trash can aside with the flower in her arms, and threw the flower into the trash can neatly.

When I got back to the dormitory, I had a stinky look on my face.

Wen Muyu was also very unhappy, "Why is that man so stinky? How handsome is he? Compared with He Yan, he can't even compare to one of He Yan's fingers!"

The more you think, the more angry you are.

"No, I want to report to He Yan." Wen Muyu did as he said, picking up his phone and preparing to send a message.

"Sister Wen, he is very busy now, don't let this kind of thing affect his training." Although Mu Qingqing was annoyed, she didn't want to affect He Yan.

As jealous as He Yan was, if he knew about this, he would definitely take a leave of absence and come to the school to declare his sovereignty.

"That makes sense. Let's wait until their game is over." Wen Muyu put down his phone.

From that day on, Mu Qingqing could see Song Chuan no matter where he went.

You can see it in the classroom, you can see it in the corridor, you can see it in the cafeteria.

I don’t know how many times, Mu Qingqing stood in front of Song Chuan.

"Song Chuan, let me say it one last time, I don't like you and I will never like you in the future. Don't waste your time on me."

"I will continue to work hard to pursue you. Or you can tell me what type of boys you like, and maybe I can change it for you."

……

"I like people who can play games."

Song Chuan suddenly paused, "That's a coincidence. The junglers in our Chinese server are as good as professional players."

Mu Qingqing raised her eyebrows and said in a very serious tone, "Sorry, I like all-around players."

"Perhaps we can try a game when we have time to show you my strength."

Song Chuan does have a few small national standards, and his techniques are pretty decent, but to say he can compete with professional players is a bit exaggerated.

After Mu Qingqing returned to the dormitory, he happened to see He Yan sending him a message.

He Yan: I miss you.

Mu Qingqing directly called him back.

"Qingqing, have you missed me?" The boy's deep voice came through the mobile phone.

Mu Qingqing unconsciously raised the corners of her lips, "Well, I miss you."

boom.

Wen Muyu pushed the door open and walked in, "Sister, I heard that boy Song Chuan came to harass you again today?"

Mu Qingqing didn't even have time to signal to her, and Wen Muyu's loud voice was naturally heard clearly by He Yan.

"Who harassed you? Why didn't you tell me?" He Yan frowned.

Mu Qingqing shushed Wen Muyu, pointed to the phone, and silently moved his lips, "He Yan."

Wen Muyu quickly covered his mouth to express that he understood.

"It's nothing, it's just a boy who comes to me every day to confess his feelings to me, but I keep rejecting him," Mu Qingqing seemed to have thought of something and started talking.

"I said I like to play games well, and he also said his skills are very good and can compare with professional players."

"Let him take the call, and I'll play solo with him." He Yan's voice was light, making it difficult to hear his emotions.

"I didn't add him as a friend, and I don't know his game ID." Mu Qingqing turned around and found Wen Muyu frantically pointing at her mobile phone.

"I have it." Wen Muyu moved his lips, and then went directly to the account to find Song Chuan's game ID, "I sent it to you."

"Sister Wen sent it to me, how about I send it to you?"

"Well, send it to me."

He Yan quickly added Song Chuan as a friend.

Song Chuan: Who are you?

He Yan played a trumpet, so it was normal that Song Chuan didn't recognize him.

He Yan didn't say much and directly invited him to 1v1.

Song Chuan looked confused, but he nodded and got ready.

Half an hour later, He Yan sent a screenshot to Mu Qingqing.

The record is blue.

They played five rounds, and He Yan was completely torturing Song Chuan in all five rounds.

After the fight, He Yan sent two words to Song Chuan.

That's it?

Mu Qingqing laughed out loud, which was quite embarrassing for that boy Song Chuan. He kept showing off in front of her day by day, with a strong sense of superiority.

"Are you happy?" He Yan's mood improved a lot when he heard the little girl's laughter.

"Well, I'm glad that someone can finally make him unhappy."