Rival roommate wants to be my boyfriend

It was already 08:30 in the evening when the military theory get out of class was over, and the sky was getting dark. The students in the classroom squeezed out like a flood gate, and the door was blocked.

Cheng Yue didn't stand up in a hurry, he clicked on a problem that had troubled him for a long time recently saved on his phone, and calculated on the back of the notebook he had just taken notes.

"Look at him, he's still writing."

"Still pretending after class, I really didn't expect there to be such people in college."

"The end of get out of class is the end of get out of class, but the teacher hasn't left yet. If you can continue to get good impressions, maybe you can give him some more points?"

"Hahaha, just fill him up and forget about it, what are the exams and classes?"

A loudspeaker was installed on the top of the lecture hall. It was originally only used by the teacher on the podium, but the equipment worked so well that the few students near the door did not deliberately lower their voices, and everything they said was amplified and clearly transmitted.

The people crowded at the door turned their heads one after another, and all eyes with different emotions turned to Cheng Yue.The professor on the podium heard it too, and glanced over with a displeased expression. The student who had just spoken turned around and hid himself in the crowd.

Cheng Yue, the subject of discussion, didn't respond, as if he didn't hear him at all. He wrote down the last calculation slowly, looked up and found that the person had almost left, then put the stationery into his backpack, picked up his mobile phone and left the classroom.

Walking near the dormitory building, Cheng Yue heard the boys around him turning their heads and peeking in a certain direction ahead, and the excitement on their faces couldn't be concealed at all.

"Hey, come here, come here, did you come to see you?"

"Looking for him? Anyway, come to me, and I'll get her WeChat ID later!"

Cheng Yue followed their gazes and said pleasantly, "Sister!"

"Xiao Yue." The girl who came over had long hair fluttering, and the weather was hot. She only wore a light blue chiffon dress, and she had a graceful figure.

The eyes of the people around all stopped on Cheng Yue at once.

"Isn't this our courtyard flower Zhang Tingting? Who is this kid?"

Zhang Tingting raised her hand to brush the broken hair around her ears, and curled her mouth: "How is it? On the first day of college, can you adapt to life here? Are you tired from military training?"

Cheng Yue's ears were a little hot, and he didn't dare to glance at her: "I can... I can adapt. We haven't started military training yet, and we will start tomorrow."

"That's it, it's good if you can adapt. If you have any troubles in your study and life, you can still talk to me, just like before." Zhang Tingting's voice is mellow.

Cheng Yue lowered his head and was about to answer when someone patted his shoulder suddenly.

"Cheng Yue."

He raised his eyes and found that it was An Mingyu, who seemed to have a smile in his eyes: "Is it convenient to talk to me now? Your idea of ​​​​solving the problem in the morning."

"Ah, are you Cheng Yue's classmate?" Zhang Tingting said pleasantly, "I'm his senior sister Zhang Tingting, and I was worried that he wouldn't adapt to the new environment. I'm relieved to see him make friends."

"We are not..." Cheng Yue's words were interrupted by An Mingyu.

"Hello, I'm An Mingyu." He didn't shake Zhang Tingting's hand, but nodded slightly.

"Hello, I heard about your match in the morning, you two are very good." Zhang Tingting withdrew her hand and said so, but her eyes stopped on An Mingyu, "Have you participated in many Olympiads? ? I seem to hear your name often."

An Mingyu said "hmm" and said, "I have participated in several times."

Zhang Tingting frowned and sighed: "I also participated, but I didn't win the prize. It seems that I am not in the same class as you. It seems that my luck is not very good."

The tone of voice is completely different from before.

Visibly softer and softer.

In front of Cheng Yue, Zhang Tingting has always been dignified, gentle but restrained and polite, unattainable, he has never seen her speak to anyone with this tone.

An Mingyu looked casual: "Really? Which class?"

Zhang Tingting pulled down the hair she had just pulled up, pouted her fingers and meditated: "Well... I think it should be the previous session you participated in. In fact, I want to participate again later, but unfortunately I didn't insist, otherwise There is a chance to meet you."

"There are very few opportunities to meet in auditions."

Cheng Yue opened his mouth, but he couldn't get into their conversation at all.

Zhang Tingting took a few steps closer to An Mingyu: "That's it...but it's fate to be in the same school. I'm quite familiar with this school, how about..."

"An Mingyu!" Cheng Yue couldn't bear it anymore.

Both turned to look at him.

Noticing Zhang Tingting's surprised gaze, he withdrew his fierce arrogance just now: "Don't you want to hear me explain my ideas? Go upstairs and I will tell you."

An Mingyu raised her eyebrows: "Now? Okay, let's go."

"Ah, do you guys have something to do?" Zhang Tingting paused while holding the phone.

"Well, I have something to do." An Mingyu embraced the process and asked, "Let's go?"

The latter's body obviously paused unnaturally.

Zhang Tingting's expression was a little stiff, but she still waved her hand with a smile: "Then I won't bother you, I will contact you on WeChat later, Xiao Yue."

Cheng Yue hurriedly said, "Okay."

"Goodbye, An Mingyu."

An Mingyu glanced at her and raised his hand in a farewell gesture.

"Bye bye, senior." Cheng Yue also said goodbye to her, but Zhang Tingting had already turned and left on her stiletto heels.

He was a little irritable, and glanced at An Mingyu: "Let's go upstairs."

"You..." An Mingyu saw that he walked to the door of 702 and took out the key, with a complicated expression on his face, "Do you live in 702?"

The unlucky one was himself.

"Yes." Cheng Yue opened the door and went in, took out his laptop and put it on the table.

"Oh, An Mingyu?" Another roommate in the dormitory who came back early jumped out of bed and exclaimed, "Why are you, you live here too? I'll go, my luck is too good, I have to give Xiangzi a hug one time."

Cheng Yue turned his head: "Do you know each other?"

"That's right, anyone who plays chemistry in City B, who doesn't know us Anshen." The roommate said with a smile, "My name is Yang Kaimiao, nicknamed Boiling Water, how about you?"

"Cheng Yue." He was already tired of hearing this set of rhetoric touting An Mingyu today, and his expression was a little cold, "Are you still listening?"

"Ah?" Yang Kaimiao was stunned.

An Mingyu pulled the chair and sat down beside him, making a gesture of listening attentively: "Listen, Teacher Cheng, please."

Yang Kaimiao also leaned over curiously.

This sentence made Cheng Yue's ears warm slightly. He cleared his throat, clicked on the big picture of the original question, and began to explain it step by step.

"In the third step, you can save a lot of time by directly using this set of chemical formulas. You just lose here." Cheng Yue spoke very fast, and finished the question in less than a moment.

An Mingyu pondered for a while, then suddenly stretched out her hand to attach the back of his hand, and moved the mouse in this position: "How about this? If we change to this way of thinking from this step."

The temperature in his palm was very high, and when he approached, there was still a faint smell of shower gel on his body. Cheng Yue's arm trembled, and he pulled his hand out suddenly. His movements were too big, and the mouse flipped twice on the table and fell off. It got off the table and hung in the air, the red light flashing straight.

"Sorry." An Mingyu noticed something, let go of his hand and sat a little further away, and helped him put the mouse back.

"...It's okay." Cheng Yue pursed his lips and turned his head, "Are you talking about this train of thought?"

He took out the notebook he had just written in class from his schoolbag, turned it over and spread it out.

Surprise flashed in An Mingyu's eyes, and she took it and read it carefully.

"A master's move, I can't keep up with the train of thought of the two of you, so I'll slip away first." Yang Kaimiao heard question marks all over his face, and sat back in his seat.

After An Mingyu finished reading, the surprise in his eyes turned into amazement: "It's this way of thinking, it's amazing, it's my class who made the axe."

Cheng Yue finally had a sincere smile on his face, and there was even a little pride in the corners of his eyes and eyebrows.

"Have you guys finished?" Yang Kaimiao put down the earphones, "Cheng Yue, do you want to play chicken?"

An Mingyu's gaze was still on his face, Cheng Yue avoided his gaze: "Okay, but I haven't played it before."

The game of eating chicken is a household name. He has heard of it, but he has never had a chance to experience it.

After all, most boys can't refuse the exciting gun game, and Cheng Yue is no exception.

"Hey, it's okay, God An is here, what are you afraid of? Lie down and it's over." Yang Kaimiao came over, "I'll download it for you, hey, why don't you even have Steam?"

"Steam?"

"It's a foreign game platform. This game hasn't passed the review in China, so it can only be played on it." Yang Kaimiao explained, "I guess you don't have any accelerator, An Mingyu, do you have any accelerator? Let's borrow it first. Use it, the naked company is estimated to be available until tomorrow."

That gaze finally moved away from him, and Cheng Yue heard An Mingyu stand up and move the chair away: "Mine is TT Accelerator, and the account number is my mobile phone, you can log in."

"Okay, thank you Brother An, send me the verification code."

"FDK970."

"Oh, by the way, this game requires payment, 98, you first register a Steam account, and then scan the QR code to buy it." Yang Kaimiao quickly clicked on two dark blue icons on his computer, "Oh, good luck Ah, it’s time to do activities, 48 ​​is fine.”

"48?" Cheng Yue hesitated, "Is it enough to buy it once?"

"Yes, it's a buyout type. You don't need to spend money after paying once, but some of the beautiful clothes in it are charged, but you don't have to buy it, it doesn't matter." Yang Kaimiao helped him register an account and clicked into the purchase interface, " Are you Alipay or WeChat? Scan it yourself."

An Mingyu stood aside for a while: "Wait a minute." He reached out to block Cheng Yue's phone camera that was about to scan the QR code.

Cheng Yue: "?"

An Mingyu leaned down: "Lend me the mouse."

Cheng Yue quickly moved his hand away.

The other party grabbed his mouse, clicked on [My Computer], and checked the computer configuration.

Yang Kaimiao also noticed something was wrong, and lowered his head to stare at the screen: "Damn...ah this..."

"This computer doesn't have a dedicated video card, so I can't play it." An Mingyu glanced at Cheng Yue's configuration from beginning to end.

Yang Kaimiao scratched his head: "Yes...brother, have you been tricked by the people from the computer city? Why did you buy a computer without a dedicated graphics card, and the game like eating chicken requires a graphics card, at least you need an N The card is 970, and the integrated graphics card probably can’t even open the game, you can only play small games or something.”

Cheng Yue squeezed the phone tightly, turned off the screen, and said in a low voice, "Oh, then you can play."

There was a moment of silence in the bedroom.

"That... An Mingyu, do you want to play? Did you bring your computer? I am very skilled at installing computers, and I can install them for you in a while." Seeing that An Mingyu's desk was empty, Yang Kaimiao asked him.

An Mingyu walked to the seat and picked up the military training jacket hanging on the back of the chair, and casually put it on her arm: "Wait until I go back to my residence."

As the hem of the jacket was swept, a scent of saponins drifted over.

Cheng Yue straightened his back.

"Ah? You don't live in the dormitory? Don't you calm down? You slept out when you first came to school? Could it be that you fell in love with Kanewu Cangjiao? I heard about your competition today. Xiangzi told me that sitting in the classroom The girls in the group have been taking photos of you, and now there are still people asking for your contact information in the freshman group." Yang Kaimiao teased.

With his back turned to them, Cheng Yue was relieved to hear this.

It's great not having to deal with this person all day.

An Mingyu twitched the corner of her mouth lazily: "No talk, I love studying, and I don't have time to fall in love. The dormitory in this school is too small, I can't get used to it."

"Tsk tsk, kid from a rich family." Yang Kaimiao sighed, "Then you have to be careful, our freshman year doesn't seem to allow you to sleep out."

"Well, it's okay, just call me if you need to check the bedroom." An Mingyu opened the door, "Let's go, you can use my desk and cabinet as you like."

"Okay, you play the game and pull me! Don't oversleep alone in the military training tomorrow!" Yang Kaimiao smiled happily.

An Mingyu made an OK gesture, and the bedroom door closed with a "bang".

At last it was quiet.

Cheng Yue rubbed his sore and swollen temples, put on the anti-noise earplugs, and then immersed himself in the topic.