Rival roommate wants to be my boyfriend

Cheng Yue sent the screenshot of the system prompt to Zhang Tingting.

[Cheng Yue: Sister, I can't withdraw. 】

【Zhang Tingting: Ah...[crying]】

The other party made a miserable expression and didn't speak for a long time.

Cheng Yue was a little irritable, so he clicked into the head teacher's QQ.

[Cheng Yue: Teacher, hello, I'm Cheng Yue from the second class of chemical medicine, may I ask if the public elective course can't be withdrawn after the selection? 】

After a while, the class teacher displayed the words [The other party is typing...].

[Class teacher: I can't withdraw. 】

[Head teacher: Last semester, someone took advantage of the Academic Affairs Office and occupied a few courses by himself. As a result, the senior students couldn't take the courses and affected their graduation. Now they can't withdraw after taking the courses. 】

[Head teacher: But if you really want to withdraw, you can ask the teacher who is in charge of the class. They have the authority to operate. Did the class you robbed conflict with the time of the professional class? 】

[Cheng Yue: No, I want to change one. 】

[Head Teacher: That might be a bit difficult. The number of courses is very tight now, and only students who are willing to change with you can do it. You should quickly find the teacher for your first class. 】

[Cheng Yue: Okay, thank you teacher. 】

He pursed his lips and sent Zhang Tingting a message again.

[Cheng Yue: Sister, I asked the teacher in charge, and he said that you can find the teacher to try it out, but you have to choose a class to exchange with me. 】

[Cheng Yue: I will ask the teacher on Wednesday. 】

Within a few seconds, Zhang Tingting replied again: [I was taking a shower just now, wow, thank you Xiaoyue, then I will choose a mental health class first, and the classroom happens to be opposite the music appreciation class. 】

[Zhang Tingting: It doesn’t matter if you really can’t change it. I’m also very interested in psychology classes. Learn more professional knowledge. If Xiaoyue still wants to talk to me in the future, I can help you better! [Love]]

Cheng Yue's heart warmed.

[Cheng Yue: Thank you, senior. 】

[Zhang Tingting: You're welcome, has Xiao Yue ever been to our school's counseling room?I applied for an internship assistant last week, you can come and play with me when you are free. 】

[Cheng Yue: I haven't been there yet, where is it? 】

[Zhang Tingting: In the Northwest District, Building No. [-] by the lake, the first floor is as soon as you enter the door. 】

He hadn't been to the Northwest District yet, so Cheng Yue silently wrote down the address, talked to Zhang Tingting about finding a teacher on Wednesday, and cut out the chat box.

He passed the speech written by An Mingyu to the group file.

[Cheng Yue: @罗文静, the speech is finished, take a look. 】

After thinking about it, he still privately chatted with An Mingyu and sent a thank you.

[Ruan Wenjing: Received, I will upload the PPT at noon tomorrow at the latest. @ Cheng Yue]

[Cheng Yue: Good. 】

[Zhao Xuyang: Hey, is it time for a defense, can we go then? 】

[Ruan Wenjing: I have classes, so I might not be able to go. 】

[Zhao Xuyang: I also have classes, haha, if I can get a leave slip, I will go and cheer for Xiaoyue, it doesn't matter if I don't attend English class. 】

[Ruan Wenjing: You just don't want to go to class, right? 】

[Zhao Xuyang: ...how can there be. 】

Cheng Yue smiled and replied to them [@赵旭扬, I'll ask the counselor, and I should be able to get a leave note. 】

[Ruan Wenjing: If I can get there, I want to come too. 】

[Zhao Xuyang: Who said I didn't want to go to class just now? [smirk]]

[Ruan Wenjing: I just want to listen to the defense, I'm sure I can learn a lot. 】

Cheng Yue watched their chat for a while, picked up his clothes and was about to take a shower, when the phone suddenly vibrated again.

A private chat pops up at the top of the screen.

[An Mingyu: You seem to like to say thank you very much. 】

[An Mingyu: We are a group project, this is what I should do, and I will also be with you in the defense, if you have any questions, feel free to contact me. 】

The other party also displayed [typing...], Cheng Yue stared at the screen and waited for a while, but still didn't wait for the new message, he replied [Got it], dropped the phone and went into the bathroom.

After he finished taking a shower, Yang Kaimiao had already turned off the computer and sat on the bed, poking his head: "Cheng Yue, your phone has been vibrating, quickly see if anyone is looking for you."

"Oh, here we come." He didn't bother to brush his hair, and hurried to the desk.

Dozens of unread messages are still all from the program group.

But what is different this time is that Zhang Tingting is also bubbling.

Cheng Yue unlocked the phone and swiped up to view the chat history.

[Zhang Tingting: Shall we have a meal together after our defense?Let's celebrate! 】

[Ruan Wenjing: Let's talk about it after the end. It may not be successful. Now focus on the preparation work. 】

[Zhang Tingting: Oh, I have great confidence in Xiaoyue and An Mingyu. If no one who wins the Olympiad can write a question, then no one will be able to write a question. 】

The next message is 3 minutes later.

[Zhao Xuyang: I have no problem, eat, I like it, both hands agree! 】

[Zhao Xuyang: But I don't want to eat hot pot. Every time I go out for team building, I eat hot pot and barbecue. I'm already tired of these two. 】

[Ruan Wenjing: Then you decide, I can do either. 】

[Zhang Tingting: Don't worry, I will definitely not eat hot pot and barbecue. There is a new Japanese restaurant across the street. I think the taste is not bad and the environment is good. How about going there? 】

[Zhao Xuyang: Something new, I like it, I can do it. [lick lips]]

[Ruan Wenjing: Whatever. 】

[Zhang Tingting: Where are Xiaoyue and An Mingyu? [expect]】

[Cheng Yue: Yes. 】

As soon as he sent the message, the phone vibrated almost simultaneously.

[An Mingyu: OK. 】

[Zhang Tingting: That's it! 】

Two seconds later, the private chat popped up.

[An Mingyu: Like Japanese food so much? 】

Cheng Yue was stunned.

He is a little guilty.

With his fingers resting on the keyboard for a long time, Cheng Yue still lied.

[Cheng Yue: I like it. 】

After sending this sentence, he dried his hair and lay down on the bed, but the other party didn't reply.

Wednesday night.

The teaching building in the Northwest District is brightly lit, and it is full of students who come to take public elective courses.

"An Mingyu, you're in a good mood today, and you even brought a book?" Guo Yuxiang was surprised.

The boy walking in front held a book in English under his arm, with a water-based pen pinned to the cover.

Guo Yuxiang: "Anshen, are you planning to show off your power? What competitions are there recently?"

An Mingyu lowered her eyelids, found a seat in the back row of the lecture theater and sat down: "No, just take a look."

After finishing speaking, he threw the book on the seat on the left with a "snap". Guo Yuxiang, who was about to come over and sit down, was taken aback for a moment, and could only walk around him and sit on the other side.

"It's awesome, just read it casually, this book will kill ten of me." He clicked his tongue at the brick-like book, "I'll go, there are so many people in this stupid elective course?"

Looking around, there are only a few empty seats left in the classroom.

An Mingyu adjusted the position of the book, making sure that it covered the entire table of the seat, so that other people would not have any more thoughts about this position.

From Guo Yuxiang's mobile phone, there was the sound effect of PUBG game, and there was also the voice of the anchor talking vaguely.

He looked at it for a while, then turned his head: "It's better that you have the foresight, otherwise there will be no seats when the boiling water arrives. If you sit in the front row in this class, it will be a lot of torture, and only Cheng Yue can bear it."

An Mingyu leaned on the back of the seat, and glanced at him indifferently: "Boiling water?"

"Yeah!" Guo Yuxiang nodded, "Didn't you bring this book to occupy a seat for Boiling Water? I knew it, brother, when did you become a book reader?"

An Mingyu also glanced back at the book she had placed on the seat next to her.

"Brother, having said that, you really didn't want to start a live broadcast in the past? I think it's just because of your face and technology that you can become popular in the audience every minute, and what's the matter with these poor anchors? Just the little old anchor last time It’s all 10,000+ heat, you’re sure to climb to the top with ease, when the time comes, Kai Shui and I will be your housekeepers and sailors, leading the way for you, what do you think?”

After he finished speaking, he waited for a long time, but the people around him didn't respond at all.

"Is the light a bit dim here?" An Mingyu asked suddenly and without end.

Guo Yuxiang didn't react for a long time: "Huh?"

No, did this person listen to a single word of what he said?

He looked up and was almost blinded by the light: "Fortunately, it's not dark. There is a light above our heads, and the place in front is even darker. Anyway, you don't read or write. This brightness is enough."

He turned to face An Mingyu, who half-supported his chin, looking nonchalant, but he could still see his eyes wandering near the classroom door.

Guo Yuxiang followed his gaze, and the students who came in one after another at the door were all unfamiliar faces.

He turned on his phone: "There's still 2 minutes left for class, why isn't the boiling water coming? He won't forget that there is a public elective class today, right?"

As soon as he clicked into QQ and fired a series of shells to bombard Yang Kaimiao, the people around him suddenly changed their sitting positions.

He is upright and his back is very straight.

Guo Yuxiang hadn't seen An Mingyu pose like this in class for 800 years. He thought the teacher was coming, and he was shocked. He looked up and saw a familiar figure walking over.

Cheng Yue, who searched around but couldn't find an empty seat, said, "Excuse me..."

"Hey, hey, yes..." Guo Yuxiang hurriedly stretched out his hand to stop him.

"No one." An Mingyu interrupted him, picked up the book on the table, stretched out his long arms, and helped him flatten the seat board, "Sit down."

Cheng Yue: "...Oh."

Guo Yuxiang: "?"

Two seconds later, the table under Cheng Yue's arm vibrated violently. He was startled, and turned to look at the source of the sound at the same time as An Mingyu.

Guo Yuxiang also lowered his head and clicked on the phone screen.

[Yang Kaimiao: Are you fucking sick? I'm shooting you [horse head] at the final round! A message pops up! 】

【Yang Kaimiao: [Firing shells]】

【Yang Kaimiao: [Firing shells] X10】

[Yang Kaimiao: I fucked you up! ! [screenshot]】

He zooms in on the picture.

[2/97, come on!Must eat chicken next time! 】

Guo Yuxiang: "..."

He silently put away his phone: "It's okay, he...he ordered the wrong water."

Cheng Yue didn't think too much about it. As soon as he sat down, he rang the class bell, opened the book he brought, and immersed himself in reading.

There was also the sound of flipping a book next to him, Cheng Yue was a little surprised.

An Mingyu actually brought a book and a pen, read it carefully, and wrote a few notes from time to time.

It seems that he usually studies very hard.

Cheng Yue looked away.

The music teacher played the soothing music for a lesson, and Cheng Yue became more absorbed in reading.

During class, he received a message from Zhang Tingting, closed his book, got up and went to the podium to discuss with the teacher about changing classes.

"Hey, An Mingyu!" Seeing Cheng Yue leaving, Guo Yuxiang immediately leaned over with winks, "There's something wrong!"

An Mingyu: "?"

Guo Yuxiang raised his chin: "Do you see that there are still seats in the first row and the second row? Why did Cheng Yue come to the back to ask you to sit?"

"He invited you for the Japanese food before, right? The table was full of love, my mother... this hint is too obvious." Guo Yuxiang analyzed carefully, "Tell me, is he interested in you? , An Mingyu?"

An Mingyu stopped turning the pen, raised her eyelids, and her eyes fell on the boy who was talking to the teacher on the podium.

He did not know whether to say "um", but the joy in this voice was too obvious.

"Did you feel it too?" Guo Yuxiang said with a sinister smile, "You must have felt it! Otherwise, he sat in the first row in the military theory class, why did this elective class suddenly change and follow you to sit in the back? He is Didn't I choose the same class as you on purpose to meet by chance, you also reserved this seat for him on purpose, I'll go, what's the progress of you two?"

As soon as he finished speaking, An Mingyu frowned suddenly.

Cheng Yue didn't know what he said to the teacher, and walked back a little dejectedly, but was stopped by another boy who stood up halfway.

Surprise appeared on his face, and within a few seconds, the two of them chatted and laughed. In the end, Cheng Yue even sat in the empty seat next to the boy.

"Hey, isn't that Zhao Xuyang?" Guo Yuxiang opened his eyes wide.

An Mingyu stared at the backs of the two people in front of her, and the corners of her raised lips lowered a little bit.After a while, he lowered his eyelashes to hide the emotion in his eyes.