Get a boyfriend after getting the plot wrong

Qin Zhu is not usually impulsive at all.

The reason why he rescued the classmate who was splashed with water on the way back to the dormitory after class was because he stepped on "water" tens of meters away.

The shape of three teardrops, large and small, is scattered on the ground like a sticker of "water".

When you step on it, you will choke, it's so sad, it's so miserable, and the listener is sad and the hearer sheds tears.

It dripped non-stop from that classmate's "by mistake" label, and drilled under Qin Zhu's shoe.

It's Punch, it's Punch!

He couldn't make up his mind to ignore it.

Although caught in a scuffle, they managed to get people away from the scene.

The melee didn't last more than 3 minutes - if you don't hurry up, the teacher will find out!Not only did he exert all his power, but he also discreetly put his hat on to hide his face.

If it was really filmed, it would probably be regarded as a sand sculpture video of "the mysterious masked man exercising his domineering aura and shaking a group of people away".

No problem, it won't be discovered by anyone who knows him.

That classmate was very polite. He sent the meal downstairs when he was sick, and asked the passing boy to bring it up. He also sent a message to thank him many times.

As for why you didn't want to reveal your identity and added a friend, of course it was because the label was crying crazily when the other party asked to be a friend!

It's too awful!His nose is sore looking at it!

Xia Yuan: "[Transfer]"

Xia Yuan: "I don't know how to express how much I thank you senior, it's really too shabby to use this way..."

Qin Zhu stared at the numbers on the phone screen.

Is this reasonable? !

A little classmate who is as disgraced as a label, what kind of story do you have to think this is "poor"!

Qin Zhu: "I can't make it.gif"

Qin Zhu: "Withdraw, or you will be blocked."

Xia Yuan: "Ah, no..."

Immediately afterwards, Qin Zhu saw a miraculous scene, three drops of water suddenly appeared on the screen of his mobile phone!

He subconsciously wiped the water: "Oh!"

? !

It's another weirdo!It's even more unreasonable than Yao Chun's "Reunion in a Broken Mirror"!

What the protagonist wants to say is actually "Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!"

Qin Zhu quickly clicked "Return" on Xia Yuan's transfer, and pretended nothing happened, and sent a message: "Haha, I'm just kidding, don't worry, since I helped you, I will be responsible to you to the end! How could I block you!"

Three drops of water slowly entered the invisible state.

Qin Zhu touched the screen, and sure enough, there was nothing strange that got under his fingertips when he clicked.

The world is clean.

God-level blah blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah!

It's still an Internet celebrity's divine comedy, and he's about to sing along!

Xia Yuan's love life seems really miserable.

And she is not very good at expressing, which is completely different from the rhythm and dynamics of the label.

It's not easy for Qin Zhu to ask directly, so let's pay attention to it for now and look at it later.

Cong Jian: "Go downstairs?"

Cong Jian: "Or should I go up?"

Qin Zhu was queuing up to buy fried rice when he received the news from Cong Jian.

He really couldn't eat the sick meal, so he borrowed flowers and presented Buddha to feed it to Brother Xiang.

Brother Xiang: (tons, tons) Very good, it saves time.

Fang Xiang is really a man who has abandoned vulgar tastes, while Qin Zhu only thinks about eating.

So he ran out to buy fried rice immediately after applying the face and hands. Today, he will add bean sprouts, beef, eggs, sausages and a lot of vinegar!Don't want the chili, it's hurt, just lighten it up.

There are quite a lot of people queuing up for fried rice here, and some people have to bring several copies. He is waiting in the wind and can't help but want to buy a piece of steamed cake at the stall next to him... The familiar Cong Jian sentence pattern appeared.

Today's punctuation marks are so polite.

Qin Zhu: "?! Where are you going?"

Cong Jian: "Then I won't go up, you come down, don't run too fast, if you have any internal injuries, you will fall again."

Qin Zhu: "Are you coming to our school again?"

Qin Zhu: "Wait a minute..."

Very tangled, he waited for half an hour for the fried rice that was almost ready!

Forget it, what if the person in front of him wants to buy twenty copies!

Gone, real men never look back salivating fried rice!

"Why are you—" Qin Zhu trotted all the way back to the downstairs of his dormitory, and noticed Cong Jian's things before he finished asking, "Isn't it?"

"Find a place, I haven't had dinner yet." Cong Jian packed his dinner by the way. There was no traffic jam, and if there was a traffic jam, it would be solved on the road. "So surprised?"

"Hmm..." Qin Zhu sized him up in surprise, "Let's just use our cafeteria."

The two sat down in the cafeteria. Cong Jian handed Qin Zhu the peanut paste that he had specified, and took out the quantity of char siew buns he specified. He glanced at the composition of the dinner: "Do you have enough?"

Qin Zhu didn't move his chopsticks, and looked deeply at Cong Jian who was opposite him: "You know my appetite a little too much, don't you?"

Cong Jian packed fried rice noodles and beef eggs for herself. He was drinking the soup when he heard Qin Zhu's question. He couldn't answer for a while, so he finished the soup in a few mouthfuls, and then asked: "Do you think you are hiding a lot?" deep?"

How many do you have in your heart?

"No." Qin Zhu patted the table with his left hand, "Don't you think you pay too much attention to details?"

Seeing him, Cong Jian felt at ease and felt much more relaxed. She joked, "It hurts to slap my left hand later, what should I use to smooth my right hand at night?"

"I didn't make trouble with you!" Qin Zhu really didn't expect that Cong Jian would come to the door with dinner after chatting with him, so he was a little too considerate, "I think you pay too much attention to me, that is, you bought me I want to eat something to care about me, it feels very good to me..."

"Why, you want to misunderstand what I think about you?" Cong Jian pointed to the unopened packing box, "Do you want to drink porridge?"

"Drink." Qin Zhu succumbed to the temptation of porridge, couldn't keep serious, opened the lid and said, "No, it's so easy for people to have healthy thoughts about who, I just feel, how do you get along with others? Get up and dig out your heart and lungs, by surprise, Heihu digs out his heart!"

"Eat it, and shut up." Cong Jian realized that Qin Zhu could talk about anything without thinking, "You can think about it, what thoughts are healthy thoughts?"

"Oh, I'm sorry, I was thinking too much when I was young." Qin Zhu asked him deliberately in a low voice, "Could it be that I look too much like the sole heir of a mysterious rich man, and you want to bribe me with delicious food and drink to pretend to be me?" he?"

"Then you're too easy to buy—pour the fried dough sticks in, don't forget it later." Cong Jian was deeply impressed by the last time he shared the takeaway porridge he ordered in Moments and forgot to put fried dough sticks after drinking it. Jumping around in the circle of friends, people can't ignore, "I'm happy to get along with people like this, do you have an opinion?"

"How could it be! You have traveled all the way to buy me peanut milk, and that is my good friend for life!" Qin Zhu finished his exaggerated hypocrisy, and then explained, "I mean, I owed you favors at the beginning, and I didn't help you later. What are you doing..."

"He often chokes me with his words," Cong Jian added.

"I was wrong, and I don't plan to change it." Qin Zhu skipped this paragraph perfunctorily, "I feel weird when you bring me medicinal wine at noon—it's so warm, that medicinal wine is full of caring feelings, just like my mother The long johns prepared for me are like the fermented bean curd that my grandmother made for me."

Cong Jian added another sentence: "Medicated wine doesn't seem to rhyme with these two."

"Don't interrupt me. I thought about it this afternoon, and I decided to give you a piece of clothing with 'Do Not Take Secret Photos' printed on it in return, as a thank you for your gift of wine." Qin Zhu is very worried now, "You come again tonight Now, what should I do, I will give you another color?"

Cong Jian: "..."

"Take a good class, don't think it's useless." Cong Jian really couldn't imagine what kind of clothes it would be, "Lan Yu invited you to dinner and you happily accepted it, so you're just messing with me?"

"You are different!" Qin Zhu and Lan Yu have a tacit understanding of intimacy, and they naturally want to "stick together", and for him, Lan Yu is a magic that shines into reality. It is not surprising that friendship is advancing rapidly. Reality... Eh, no, Cong Jian also has a label, and the problem is very serious.

Qin Zhu fell into deep thought again. To be honest, he was really touched when he saw Cong Jian brought delicious food to visit him.

There is no inquiring, only silent actions, what a wonderful person!

One day in the future, will he still be able to stay aloof and watch Cong Jian fall into "sadomasochism"?

Obviously not.

Cong Jian was listening casually, but the other party stopped talking, and instead became concerned: "What's different?"

"It's different anyway." Qin Zhu felt that Cong Jian might not care much about this kind of thing, so he didn't bother to explain, and then talked about other things, "I didn't plan to eat orchid for free, I chose a The bottle of perfume should be very suitable for him, bring it to him later, and have afternoon tea by the way."

Cong Jian now really wants to know what's the difference that made Qin Zhu treat Lan Yu so obediently and put so much effort into it: "Do you have enough living expenses to eat? You're doing all these fancy things."

"You underestimate our family's ancestral skills." Qin Zhu was dissatisfied, "And what kind of stereotype do you have, why is the perfume so gaudy?"

Cong Jian knew that although Qin Zhu was still a student, he was very financially conscious under the influence of his mother. This was what he said when he vowed to save his payment code to the death. Did Auntie go out to eat?"

"Recently I have done some work for my seniors, and I have extra income." Qin Zhu explained, and continued to criticize Cong Jian, "Don't change the subject, isn't it exquisite? Look at our Yao Chun, how exquisite it is, it smells very good , orchid is more refined, handsome, mature..."

Cong Jian listened and felt that something was wrong.

"Although I'm rough, I know how to appreciate it." Qin Zhu concluded, "Appreciate, understand?"

When Cong Jian heard Qin Zhu talk about the similarities between Yao Chun and Lan Yu, he naturally thought of the eyes from Han Ting's ex-boyfriend and Lei Yang's partner when he taught Han Ting a lesson or communicated with Lei Yang—very similar.

He can swear to God that he has never come out with his father, and he doesn't know anything about same-sex relationships. It's just that he has a feeling through his eyes. These two examples Qin Zhuju seem to bear in the relationship between lovers Is it the same responsibility?

Cong Jian put these inexplicable thoughts to the back of her mind.

What does it have to do with him.

Cong Jian said to Qin Zhu: "I just said it casually. I'm arbitrary. I'm sorry, but you can do whatever you think fits. By the way, do what you can."

"Oh." Qin Zhu babbled for a long time, but he bluntly admitted his mistake and ended the topic, but felt embarrassed instead.

How come there is a feeling that the output of one pass is as fierce as a tiger, and the opponent does not lose blood at all, but is reasonable?

It's easy to feel that I am very naive——Qin tried to act mature when I was young, and Zhu was a little hot.