Rival roommate wants to be my boyfriend

On the next day, the first day of military training, the academy asked everyone to gather at the playground in the east area at 07:30 in the morning.

This group of freshmen, who only get up after three poles during the summer vacation, are sleepy and dull. From a distance, it looks like zombies in green uniforms are pouring into the playground.

"Ah! The sun is so big at 07:30, I'm dying." Yang Kaimiao wailed, "I'm so hungry, why is our dormitory so far away from the cafeteria, help me..."

He didn't get off the plane until after twelve o'clock last night, and Cheng Yue had to stay up all night. Both of them got up late in the morning and didn't have time to eat breakfast.

The glaring sun shone hotly on his face, and Cheng Yue uncomfortably lowered the brim of his hat to the bottom until most of his face was covered, which made him feel a little better.

After everyone assembled, the instructor asked them to stand in a military posture and take a 5-minute break every half an hour.

"You, you two, switch positions!"

The instructor came over and pointed to the two people behind Cheng Yue: "Is it reasonable for such a tall man to stand in the middle? Hurry up."

He turned his head slightly, and found that An Mingyu and Yang Kaimiao were standing behind him. After changing this way, An Mingyu was standing behind him facing him.

Both of them were at the top leftmost position in the entire queue, just facing the sun, the weather was clear and the temperature was slowly rising, Cheng Yue felt the beads of sweat in his vest began to trickle down his skin not long after.

After finally reaching the first rest time, he hurriedly sat down to rest on the spot, unscrewed the mineral water and downed most of the bottle in one go, which made his empty stomach feel better.

"stand at attention--"

The instructor blew the whistle, and everyone had to get up from the ground and continue to stand in a military posture.

There was a little sweat on Cheng Yue's eyelashes. He blinked to let it slide down, but suddenly felt that the area around his eyes began to slowly turn black.

His breathing became short of breath, and his lips began to tingle.

Cheng Yue felt that something was wrong, and tried to raise his arms: "Instructor..."

The instructor was walking on the other side of the formation, so he didn't notice.

The classmates next to him turned their heads to look at him.

His heart beat faster and faster, and his vision was full of black and white snowflakes, as if he was watching an old TV.

"Hey!"

"Instructor! Someone fainted!"

At the last second before Cheng Yue passed out, the pain of falling did not hit him as expected, and he felt himself falling into a firm embrace.

The instructor hurried over from the other side, frowning: "This classmate, can I trouble you to take him to the infirmary?"

An Mingyu held the person in her arms lightly.

"I'll come, I'll take him there." Yang Kaimiao said upon seeing this.

"No need." An Mingyu bent down a little, grabbed Cheng Yue's waist and hugged him horizontally, "I'll just go."

so skinny.

His hands could even clearly touch the bones on Cheng Yue's waist.

The infirmary is not far from here, it's still early, and there's no one else there, the school doctor can tell what's going on with Cheng Yue at a glance: "He's suffering from heat stroke, put him on the recliner over there."

An Mingyu responded.

"Student, can I trouble you again, this place is not far from the canteen in the East District, can you go and buy him something to eat?" The school doctor hung up Cheng Yue's water to see if he hadn't woken up yet, "He I guess I didn’t eat breakfast, and I still look a little hypoglycemic, and I might feel sick and want to vomit all day when I wake up.”

"Okay." It's not a big deal, An Mingyu agreed very simply, he went to the cafeteria to buy an egg-filled biscuit, and unexpectedly ran into the girl from yesterday on the way back to the infirmary.

Just as he was about to go around, the girl spotted him sharply: "Hey, An Mingyu!"

"Hello." An Mingyu nodded as a greeting.

Zhang Tingting still held two cups of milk tea in her hand: "I came to find Cheng Yue. I heard that he was in the infirmary, so I came here. Did you help bring him here?"

"Yes."

"Wow, it's really hard work for you." Zhang Tingting turned her eyes and landed on his hand, "Have you not had breakfast yet?"

"Eat it, I bought it for Cheng Yue, he has low blood sugar." An Mingyu was about to walk forward after finishing speaking.

Zhang Tingting stopped him: "Why don't I come? It's too hard for you to run around, and it delays your military training. It seems that leaving the team for a long time will affect your grades."

An Mingyu stopped.

"By the way, this cup of milk tea is for you. I bought an extra cup at half price for the second cup during the event. Thank you for sending me to the infirmary." Zhang Tingting handed the drink in front of him.

The sweet smell of saccharin mixed with the scent of perfume on the girl's wrist rushed towards her face, An Mingyu frowned subtly: "No, you're welcome, then I'll trouble you."

He handed the bag in his hand to Zhang Tingting.

"Hey..." Zhang Tingting seemed to want to say a few more words, but An Mingyu turned around and left without looking back when she saw her take it.

She bit her lip and looked at his back, the dark light in her eyes surged.

Cheng Yue woke up in a daze, and all he saw was Zhang Tingting's gentle and gentle face.

"Xiao Yue, you're awake."

He quickly sat up: "Sister..."

Severely dehydrated just now, and his stomach was empty again, his movement immediately felt dizzy.

Zhang Tingting quickly supported him: "Be careful, are you still feeling uncomfortable? Let's eat something first."

A bag was passed in front of him, and Cheng Yue took it, it was still warm, and when he opened it, there was an aroma of eggs mixed with pasta.

He moved his index finger and took a bite: "Thank you, sister."

"You're welcome." Zhang Tingting opened another cup of milk tea for him: "Drink it, this is too dry."

Cheng Yue's heart was warm, and he lowered his eyes: "Thank you... I have caused trouble for senior sister again."

For a girl like the other party, it took a lot of effort to drag him all the way to the infirmary.

Still busy before and after, buying milk tea and breakfast...

His ears were a little hot: "Sister, are you tired? I...Actually, you can just call a boy, it's too hard."

Zhang Tingting blinked, and after thinking about it for a while, she understood what he meant, and smiled: "It's not hard, Xiao Yue, you are too thin, and it doesn't take much effort to be light and fluffy. You should eat well and pay attention to your body."

"Okay." Cheng Yue's ears became redder, "I will, I will definitely not cause trouble for senior sister again."

Zhang Tingting chuckled lightly: "By the way, is your grandfather's condition better?"

Cheng Yue's eyes darkened, but he forced a smile and replied: "It's okay."

Zhang Tingting showed concern: "Hey, then you... It will take a while for the scholarship to start evaluating. I have a part-time job here, just across from the school, and the salary is not bad. It is only after my roommate retired. You Do you want to do it first?"

Talking about such a topic in front of her, even knowing that Zhang Tingting understands her situation well, Cheng Yue is still a little embarrassed: "I..."

But he does need a part-time job.

"it is good."

"Then I'll push the boss's WeChat to you, and you can find him some time this week."

"it is good."

The military training ends at 05:30 in the afternoon, and today's evening class is a basic chemistry class.

For the first professional class since the beginning of school, everyone is waiting for it. Half an hour before class, the classroom is already full.

Cheng Yue stepped on the class bell to come in again, and there happened to be only the seat in the first row closest to the wall. He squeezed in from the wall with his schoolbag in his arms and sat down.

"Damn..." Someone next to him cursed in a low voice.

He raised his eyes, only to realize that An Mingyu was sitting beside him.

An Mingyu didn't look at him, but the boy on his right who just spoke glanced at him, his expression was not very kind.

The professor on the podium turned on the microphone: "Quiet!"

There was an instant silence in the classroom.

"In the first class, I don't want to teach you the knowledge points like your high school chemistry teacher. These things are in the books. You are college students, so you can take time to read them after class." The professor stood up, "Our school There is a competition every year at the beginning of school, did everyone actively participate in it?"

No one answered.

"Participated! There are so many handsome guys!"

A girl in the back row yelled.

Immediately afterwards, there was a burst of laughter, and the classroom atmosphere became active.

"Painting at handsome guys? Ha." The professor also smiled, "How about the topic? Do you think it's difficult?"

"Disaster--!!"

"It's hard to die, who came up with the question, it's so perverted!"

Professor: "Who said pervert?"

The classroom was silent again.

Professor: "I came up with the question!"

The whole class burst into laughter.

"Hey, An Mingyu, this old man is interesting." The boy on the right grinned.

An Mingyu said "hmm", "You won't feel that way at the end of the semester."

"..."

As soon as they finished speaking, they saw that the people who were noisy just now were silent again, and the students in the entire lecture hall all looked at this corner in unison.

"An Mingyu!" the professor called him, "Come on, come on stage, I'll leave the first competition to you, and I'll give you a demonstration."

An Mingyu was stunned, leaned close to Cheng Yue's ear and asked in a low voice, "What did he just say?"

The warm breath went straight into Cheng Yue's ear canal, and he tilted his head and pressed the cap of the pen hard: "I'll let you go up to do the questions and compete with others, just like when the school started."

After Cheng Yue finished speaking, the professor's eyes lit up: "Hey, Cheng Yue is also here, that's just right, let's have another match between you two!"

Cheng Yue: "..."

They walked to the podium under the eyes of everyone.

"The topic is on the PPT. Look up. The people below should be quiet. Whoever makes a noise will be next." The professor showed the topic, and everyone else immediately shut up.

Cheng Yue focused on holding the chalk, looked up and calculated quickly in his mind.

An Mingyu on the other side also made the same movement.

The whole class dared not speak loudly, for fear of disturbing their thinking.

Half a minute later, Cheng Yue took the lead in writing.

Seeing this, the professor raised his hand and touched his stubble, a little surprised.

The "swish" sound of chalk writing on the blackboard was accompanied by the "dat da da" sound of the second hand of the wall clock, which made the atmosphere between the two inexplicably tense.

An Mingyu still seemed to be out of ideas. Seeing that Cheng Yue had finished writing half of the blackboard, he was still thinking about the topic.

Seeing this, the people in the classroom gradually began to discuss in a low voice.

"What does this topic mean... I can't even understand it?"

"Anshen, what's the matter..."

"It's probably mental arithmetic. An Mingyu has participated in so many competitions. What questions have you never seen before? He probably doesn't even bother to write questions like this kind of teacher's random questions. That kid is so determined to win, his arms are about to fly out of his hand." gone."

"Hush—" A girl frowned and turned her head to silence them.

As time passed by, Cheng Yue's thoughts suddenly froze, and his writing hand stopped.

At this moment, An Mingyu finally wrote.

"Look, let me just say, he got stuck, and he must have found that he made a mistake in the middle of writing."

"Haha, it's better to calm down, let you write half of it first."

Unknowingly, the professor patted the two talking boys from behind.

The two turned their heads.

"You two are in the next group."

Two boys: "..."

Cheng Yue lowered his eyelashes, and raised his hand to flick his bangs to dissipate the heat from his overworked brain.

With this action, he suddenly had a flash of inspiration, pushed the half-written blackboard up, replaced the other half of the blank part, added the last chemical formula, and came to a conclusion.

"I'm done." He threw the chalk into the pen tray and turned his head.

"Well, wait a moment." The professor walked over with his hands behind his back, squinting his eyes to scan his steps, the more he looked down, the deeper the surprise and approval in his eyes.

After another minute, An Mingyu put down his pen: "I've finished writing too."

"Okay!" The professor checked his answer, and it was correct, his eyes almost cracked into a smile, "You fell into the hole I dug for you, didn't you? Have you been thinking about this precipitation before?" How to deal with it?"

"Yes." An Mingyu smiled sheepishly.

"This kid is very clever, come and see his solution."

The corners of Cheng Yue's mouth raised.

After reading it, An Mingyu looked at Cheng Yue with a different light in his eyes: "It's really amazing, I'm willing to bow down."

"Haha, not bad, I like your personality very much." The professor patted the shoulders of both of them, and brought them both over, "Our college just has a research quota for this semester, I don't know if you two are interested ah?"

"Wow--"

"I rely on!"

The other students under the podium were blown up.

Just after entering the school, you can get the qualification to open a question at the W University of Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon. What kind of unnatural operation is this? !

Cheng Yue opened his mouth slightly, still a little dazed.

An Mingyu: "I'm interested."

He hurriedly said, "Yes, I'm interested."

"Okay! Join forces, I'm optimistic about you two!" The professor blushed, "stay with me after class and talk about it in detail. Just now I said the two boys in the next group, you come up."