On the Correct Way of Not Failing a Course at the End of the Term

This Wednesday is the midterm exam.

While Yan Baijing seized every minute and every second to review for Song Yu, he also did not forget to arrange time for the program.

Wednesday is coming soon, the exam is arranged according to the student number, and Yan Baijing is sitting diagonally behind Song Yu.

The content of the exam was very simple for Yan Baijing, and Yan Baijing had explained the key points of the exam to Song Yu, so Yan Baijing answered the paper with confidence.

After answering the exam questions, Yan Baijing glanced in Song Yu's direction, hesitated for a moment, and wrote all the optional questions on the slip of paper prepared in advance.

After finishing all this, Yan Baijing stood up, and while the audience was still struggling to answer the questions, he handed in the paper gracefully.

When passing by Song Yu, the hand holding the note flicked across his desk, leaving a note with the answer hidden.

The moment Song Yu received the note, he was stunned for a moment, then covered the note with his left hand, pretending to be natural, and opened the note.

One line of answers to multiple-choice questions, one line of answers to fill-in-the-blank questions, and two simple words below.

"come on."

Song Yu's mouth hooked unconsciously.

Yan Baijing, as a friend, he really did too much.

Originally, under Yan Baijing's guidance, the test papers did not pose any difficulty for him.

But Yan Baijing didn't forget to pass a note to him during the exam, for fear that he would fail the exam.

My heart was suddenly warmed by such small details.

After correcting the answers and making sure there were no problems with the answers, Song Yu also handed in the paper and ran out.

As soon as he went out, he saw Yan Baijing leaning against the wall and looking at his phone.

He turned against the light, revealing his slender silhouette.

Noticing that Song Yu had come out, Yan Baijing turned his head and smiled at Song Yu.

"Finished?"

Song Yu nodded, and said with a chuckle, "I feel like I can get full marks in the exam!"

Yan Baijing smiled, "Shall we go to the drink bar at noon?"

The drink bar is on the fourth floor of the library. Yan Baijing liked the style there, and it happened that Song Yu also liked sweets, so Yan Baijing proposed to take him to the drink bar to eat.

The drink bar not only has drinks, but also a lot of western food.

When Song Yu heard that there was something to eat, Song Yu got excited, "Okay, let's go, I'm starving to death!"

Seeing Song Yu's particularly easy-to-satisfy face, his mood was like a clear sky.

After walking a few steps, snowflakes fluttered in the sky.

"Wow! It's snowing!"

University A is a university with a particularly good campus landscape construction.

When it snowed on that lover's road, it had a different flavor.

And on this almost colorless road, Song Yu walked in front wearing a red scarf, adding a touch of color to the scenery.

Sometimes it's not that the surrounding scenery is not good enough, but because of the lack of a pair of eyes that calm down and discover the beauty of the scenery.

People who are used to the campus scenery will always forget the beautiful scenery around them because of various things.

There is not much free time, the busy students either rush to get out of class, or rush to the cafeteria to have a meal, then go back to the dormitory to rest, and then continue the afternoon classes.

But as long as Song Yu is there, perhaps wherever he goes will become the most beautiful scenery in his eyes.

He is like a girl, using the most common plot in romance dramas, looking back at dusk, smiling at himself with joy and a little shyness, "Look~ it's snowing! It's so beautiful~"

Helplessly indulged his bad taste, and even accompanied him to act like this, "Yes, it's snowing~ remember to add clothes~"

Then the two looked at each other and laughed at each other tacitly.

"Stupid."

The snow fell more and more, and the heavy snow fell on the ground like a goose feather. Before it could melt, the next piece covered it again.

Soon, the ground was covered with a thin layer of snow.

Looking outside through the window, it really feels like winter.

This is the first snow this year.

It came very violently.

Yan Bai ordered two cups of cappuccino coffee, which is considered very sweet in coffee.

Two medium-rare steaks, followed by various desserts.

Song Yu was almost stunned after this round of counting.

It's double skin milk and tiramisu. Don't forget to order a chocolate sundae in winter.

"...Aren't you a sweet tooth?"

Seeing that Yan Baijing ordered everything according to his taste, Song Yu couldn't help worrying whether Yan Baijing, who only ate one steak, would not be full.

Yan Baijing just said indifferently: "Didn't you introduce a lot of desserts to me last time? It feels pretty good."

When everything was served, Song Yu realized that all the desserts this guy ordered were double servings.

There was a table full of Song Yu's favorite food.

Song Yu not only loves desserts, but also all kinds of meat, so Yan Baijing ordered all kinds of grilled wings, beef tenderloin with black pepper, and so on.

"... Finished eating?"

Yan Baijing smiled, "Just eat what you have, if you can't finish it, I'll eat it."

However, Song Yu's worry was obviously unnecessary. After eating a glass of Shuangpi Nai, he still looked like he didn't have enough, and he licked his mouth unsatisfied.

Seeing this small gesture, Yan Baijing pushed the cup he hadn't eaten a few mouthfuls over.

"Eat."

Song Yu was not polite to Yan Baijing, but he still smiled foolishly, "Yida, you are really a good person."

Yan Baijing smiled helplessly, "It would be a good person to treat you to a meal. Would you be too easy to coax."

Song Yu shook his head, swallowed the small piece of double skin milk in his mouth, "No, you are the first person who knows my taste so clearly."

Yan Baijing almost forgot how tricky this guy's taste is.

Although he is a foodie, this guy is really picky about what he eats.

He doesn't want to eat anything he doesn't like. If he happens to bring him a meal he doesn't like, most of it will be wasted by him.

It is shameful to waste, so Yan Baijing, who often brought meals, gradually learned about Song Yu's taste.

"Yida, if I don't want to marry a girl in the future, it's probably because of you."

So who was the one who just said two days ago that liking the same sex is terrible?

Yan Baijing smiled, "It has something to do with me."

I asked this on purpose because I wanted to hear him say that I was kind to him and had the greatest influence on him.

"Look, I sprained my ankle during real-life CS, and it was you who carried me all the way. From the beginning of school, you helped me take care of all kinds of student union affairs, and after that cheerleading dance, you On the stage, you taunted the leader, you carried me all the way back to the dormitory during the basketball game, and then helped me with my revision, even if there was a quarrel, you still remember to bring me food..."

As he was talking, Song Yu's speech speed suddenly slowed down, and then he even seemed a little lacking in confidence.

"You remember all my flavors..."

"And help me do my laundry..."

"Play games with me..."

"Knowing that I like desserts, I specially gave you your cup..."

"You even helped me cheat during the exam..."

He suddenly paused.

Looking up at Yan Baijing, there seemed to be a hint of confusion in his eyes.

"Would our relationship...be a little better?"

Yan Baijing pretended to be indifferent, "Is there? I don't think so."

"Could it be that you like the kind of people who have to settle for everything?"

"No, no, that's not what it means." Song Yu didn't think it was too strange when Yan Baijing said that.

Then he enjoyed a large table of good things with peace of mind.

Yan Baijing asked tentatively: "So if you don't marry a girl, you think I have done to you everything a girl should do?"

Song Yu shook his head again, "No, how can I imagine you as a girl as a man, I just think that if you marry a girl in the future, she will be so happy that she will explode. You are such a careful person."

But the truth is that I can only be patient with you.

"Using the words that girls often say nowadays, that is the type of boyfriend who is beyond the mark, and is fucking handsome, and can take care of others. You really deserve to be a god of learning."

The most likable thing about Song Yu is his glib tongue that can inadvertently blow people into the air.

It sounds sweet and floating in my heart.

Although Yan Baijing liked this set very much, he was still unforgiving.

"You are poor."

Song Yu chuckled and continued to eat.

"Then what kind of girl do you like?"

Yan Baijing asked him about his preferences.

Song Yu thought for a while, "You must have long legs, and the breasts don't need to be too big, as long as you can touch them, and..."

"Stop, stop, stop, I'm asking about the character of a person."

Yan Baijing felt a headache when he heard Song Yu's description.

He has long legs, big breasts that can be touched...does the pectoral muscles count?

"Personality, I prefer a generous and cheerful person. Occasionally, a little evil will open up a yellow accent. The queen of the royal sister type is very good, but the whole thing should be gentler and more careful. She will remember my taste and know how to cook. Washing clothes, if the bed is a little more wavy...hehehe..."

Yan Baijing raised his eyebrows, except for his gender, he seemed to meet all the requirements.

"Are you sure you're talking about a woman?"

"Nonsense! Don't you think the Queen's conquest is very exciting!"

Song Yu...

He really is an out-and-out straight man with machismo.

and so……

I'm going to be a queen?

Thinking of this, Yan Baijing felt a chill.

Forget it, it's really impossible for him to become a character that is neither male nor female.

With his character, he is doomed to become a man who is cold on the outside and coquettish on the inside.

"I think."

Yan Baijing hooked the corner of his mouth.

"It's more suitable for you to find a good man and marry."

As soon as the words fell, Song Yu almost spit out a mouthful of coffee.

"Yan Baijing! Although you always call me Miss Song, I'm in charge!"

"Why are you excited, I didn't say you were a eunuch."

Song Yu's face was completely distorted.

"Dog! Do you want to fight!"

Yan Baijing pursed his lips and took a sip of his coffee.

"Can you beat me?"

Song Yu choked on a word, blushing and thick neck.It took me a long time to come up with a sentence,

"I'm not gay!"

"I didn't say you were, what are you trying to prove so eagerly?"

"Yan Baijing! Can you still play?"

"It's snowing a lot outside today, and we should be able to build a snowman at night." Yan Baijing deliberately changed the subject, and Song Yu, feeling aggrieved, could only hold back a sentence angrily along the topic.

"What kind of girl do you have to think of building a snowman on a snowy day? If you're a man, just fight with me tonight!"

"Okay, the loser calls the other party's husband for a week. Do you dare to take it? The game is exciting."

Yan Baijing had deliberate elements in it, saying that it was impossible to not feel a little sad that day.

And it is absolutely impossible for Yan Baijing to be the dejected type.

The consequence of making yourself unhappy is that you have to take advantage of him to get even.

As for the bet tonight, he absolutely wanted Song Yu to call out that week.

Otherwise, how could he be worthy of the sweet meal he carefully planned?