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

After Luo Zifan came back to his senses, he glanced at the instructor, and a slight sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"Hey~~" The students next to him didn't forget to boo, "Instructor, have you taken a fancy to Luo Zifan in our class?"

The instructor smiled, "Stop messing around, I don't want to be gay."

The atmosphere that was a little sad because of the parting disappeared completely under the impetus of this little episode.

When the final whistle blew, the instructor also stood up.

"Okay, let me direct you one last time."

"Assemble the whole team!"

This time is really the last time of the whole college life.

Everyone obediently followed the instructor's command.

"I wish you a happy National Day and Mid-Autumn Festival in advance, and wish you a happy four years in college."

"Disband!"

The instructor here just said to disband, and the whistle for the instructor's assembly over there rang again.

Song Yu only had time to wave his hand, "Goodbye instructor!! We will go to your school to play with you when we are free!"

The instructor left only a back view waving.

The life of military training is also over.

The campus life after leaving the military training is not as easy as imagined.

The grade meeting held by the instructors was endlessly emphasizing the importance of learning, and Song Yu was bored playing mobile games.

Yan Baijing watched Song Yu's slender white fingers tap lightly on the screen of the phone.

Dazzling hand speed.

Yan Baijing knows that this game is a game with strong operability, which is completely different from card games.

Song Yu put the phone aside after playing for a while.

"It's boring."

Yan Baijing looked at the word Victory displayed on the screen.

A little surprised, "...you play this game easily?"

Song Yu pouted, "The operation of the game is quite fun, but it's just a bit too much, and it's boring."

There was a little pride in the words he said, but the proud person lay down on the table and became bored the next second.

“每天早上7点20早操，晚上07:30准时晚自习，我们计算机院的同学必须7点就开始晚自习！”

At this time, the director suddenly said something like this on the stage, and it was heard in Song Yu's ears, and Song Yu almost jumped up.

There was also a wail underneath.

"...This is not a high school, is the instructor mentally ill?"

Song Yu's eyebrows almost twitched into a ball.

There are quite a lot of courses arranged in the freshman year.

The week is full except for no classes on Wednesday and Friday afternoons.

Song Yu looked at the high numbers in three quarters a week, and really had the urge to crash his head to death.

At this moment, he was alive and kicking like a wilted carrot.

Yan Baijing smiled helplessly as he watched him lose his energy.

"Isn't it just learning? It can make you so difficult."

Song Yu glanced at Yan Baijing sadly, "I'm different from your schoolmasters. I get a headache when I read books. Hey, I'm not the stuff to study anyway."

Looking at Song Yu's appearance, Yan Baijing roughly guessed that Song Yu should have a good family, and he was probably spoiled by his parents since he was a child.

Although learning is not the only way out, but the safest way out is learning.

Furthermore, if you want to venture out, it is useless without a skill.

After all, there is still learning to do.

But it doesn't mean a dead-end exam-oriented education.

So Yan Baijing chose his favorite major.

Some people say that they don't like studying, but they are just making excuses for their laziness and not wanting to work hard.

Like Song Yu.

He's definitely not stupid.

Just plain weariness, but that's dangerous in college.

Although Song Yu wanted to skip class every day, it was because it was a freshman year, and everyone around him seemed to be seriously going to school, so he could only think about it.

Morning exercises every morning can really kill him.

Let him have the illusion that going to school is like military training.

As a result, Yan Baijing still finds time to go to the library every day.

For the whole week of school, Song Yu was almost driven crazy, but it was finally his first vacation in college.

This year, the Mid-Autumn Festival and National Day holidays are held consecutively.

Two days before the National Day, the recruiting of the student union of the college also started.

The senior sister who had been pestering Yan Baijing and Song Yu since the military training also called directly.

"Hey, is that Song Yu? I'm the director of the Etiquette Department of the Student Union of our college. We're in Naxin now. Come over and try the interview?"

Yan Baijing on the side also received the same call.

Song Yu remembered this senior, the head of the etiquette department, with a pretty face and long legs.

During the rehearsal of the military training show and the chorus competition, all the ministers of the student union of the college came to organize and help.

Song Yu rolled her eyes mischievously, but replied to her senior in a serious manner.

"Okay, I'll go to the interview."

Yan Baijing looked at the student union's new leaflet and refused with a smile on his face.

"Sorry, I want to go to the Internet Information Department to try."

In exchange for Song Yu, who just hung up the phone, made a sharp look.

"Are you still a man? The senior sister invited you like this, but you just refused without any reaction!! This senior sister looks so straight!"

Yan Baijing looked at Song Yu helplessly, "I'm not interested in her."

Song Yu asked back: "Then what are you interested in? Net letter? To put it bluntly, you are still a nerd!"

Yan Baijing glanced at Song Yu playfully, "I'm interested in you, is that okay?"

Song Yu almost bit his tongue.

"Fuck, are you a pervert!"

Yan Baijing smiled, shook his head, "I'm kidding you."

The next day, the two met and went to the Naxin interview site.

There was no one outside the etiquette department. Song Yu knocked on the door, and through the window, she saw the senior sister smiling at him and letting him in.

Song Yu tidied up his white shirt, imitated Yan Baijing's polite smile and walked in.

If you want to flirt with a girl, you must first have a satisfactory image, right?

"Hello, senior!" Song Yu smiled brightly, and the senior also smiled and asked him to sit down.

After a brief self-introduction, the senior just asked a few routine questions and asked Song Yu to wait for a text message tonight.

After Song Yu came out, he felt good about himself. It seemed that this girl was very successful.

After leaving the door, he walked to the door of the interview of the Internet Information Department, and looked through the window at Yan Baijing answering the questions in an orderly manner.

It's completely different from the appearance in the dormitory. Although this him gives people a very kind feeling, he always has a slight sense of distance.

However, he is so outstanding that it is outrageous.

Not long after, Yan Baijing came out.

"How is it?" Song Yu leaned over to ask Yan Baijing just as he walked out.

Yan Baijing looked at Song Yu's face, was taken aback for a moment, and then smiled.

"It's definitely not a problem to join the student union. The student union is just a place to do odd jobs."

Hearing this, Song Yu also laughed, "Let me tell you that senior sister is very happy to see me, hahahaha, but she is really pretty, she is the type I like."

Yan Baijing glanced at him helplessly, "So are you planning to flirt?"

Song Yu pointed to the phone and smiled mysteriously. "I'm going to her WeChat."

Yan Baijing didn't bother to talk when he saw Song Yu's worthless appearance.

"Let's make an appointment on Eleventh, you work hard, I wish you get out of the order as soon as possible."

Song Yu bit her lip and stared at Yan Baijing with wide eyes, "Aren't you going with me?"

Yan Baijing looked at Song Yu's expression in a daze for a moment.

Song Yu's lips were very full, and after biting, the lips were slightly moist, and his eyes were slightly upward, but when he made this expression, he was so charming.

Yan Baijing's Adam's apple moved up and down, and he smiled, "You flirt with me, what did I do in the past?"

Song Yu answered him without saying a word, "Let's flirt together! Help me see if it's suitable!"

Yan Baijing glanced at him, "...is sick."

Song Yu looked at Yan Baijing suspiciously, "I found that when you mentioned the topic of girls, you were so weird that you didn't have any interest at all and couldn't continue the conversation. Are you hurt by your first love?"

Yan Baijing looked at Song Yu lazily.

He was indeed hurt by the person he had a crush on for the first time, but that person was a man.

"Ah."

Yan Baijing really didn't want to get entangled in such topics.

Fortunately, Song Yu also had sense of proportion, but he also made a move that surprised Yan Baijing.

Song Yu stood on tiptoe and hooked Yan Baijing's shoulder in a daze. Their faces were very close, and he could clearly hear Song Yu whispering something in his ear.

"Hey, don't worry, good friends are for life."

He was startled, then smiled amusedly.

"Why do I think you're the type to stab your brother twice for your girlfriend?"

Song Yu immediately pushed Yan Baijing away, "You are really boring, no one would dare to marry you after such a low EQ."

Yan Baijing smiled indifferently.

He didn't answer either.

He carried his schoolbag on one shoulder and walked forward with the other hand in his jeans pocket.

Song Yu followed quickly.

"Hey, let's go at eleven..."

Two boys in white shirts, one tall and one short, walked on the overpass.

The shorter one circled the taller one round and round.

I don't know where there are so many topics.

Song Yu always has endless words, endless jokes, and smiles that will never disappear.

It seems that everything is very natural, becoming friends, the relationship is very seamless.

At [-] o'clock, the four people in the dormitory were going to see the city's attractions and go out to have fun.

Luo Zifan said that he would bring someone over when the time came, and they all knew each other.

When that person arrived late the next day, the eyes of the three people in the dormitory except Luo Zifan almost popped out.

Who is that person, the instructor who just said goodbye for a week!

After taking off his military uniform, he actually looks quite handsome and looks much younger.

He has a straight nose, wears casual clothes, and walks with a straight back and a heroic posture.

The eyebrows are curved, and the eyes have a very gentle smile.

"I don't need an introduction, do I?" Luo Zifan smiled.

Yan Baijing looked at Luo Zifan suspiciously, and Luo Zifan shook his head at Yan Baijing behind the instructor.

Yan Baijing sighed softly, and gave Luo Zifan an emoji of cheering you on.

"Zheng...what's the matter?" Song Yu always felt that it was a bit wrong to call this boy with a pretty face an instructor.

"Zheng Feng." The instructor smiled, "I didn't expect to meet again so soon."

Song Yu glanced at Luo Zifan, "You two...couldn't you kiss each other?"

Zheng Feng laughed and kicked Song Yu's ass.

"What are you talking about, I am straight."

Song Yu also said with a playful smile: "I don't think some jokes say that you are from a military academy like you. After four years of college, you find out that your roommates are actually pretty good?"

Zheng Feng then looked at Song Yu amusedly.

"Hey, according to what you're saying, you and Yan Baijing have the space to flirt, right?"

Song Yu's eyebrows twitched into a ball, and his whole body shivered.

"Damn, it's weird to say that, I have to sleep with this guy for four years!"

After hearing this, Yan Baijing let out a small laugh.

Seemingly aware of what strange words he said, Song Yu quickly explained:

"...That's not what it means! I mean, I still have to be his bed partner for another four years! I'm yuck!! Not a bed partner, but a bedmate... I'm fucked!! I mean I still have to sleep with him A bed!"

Several people laughed so hard that their stomachs hurt, Song Yu simply choked out such a sentence.

"I'm not interested in ones with handles on the lower body."

Yan Baijing patted Song Yu's head with a smile, "No one said you were interested in me."

Song Yu's face instantly looked as if he had been poisoned.

"...Where are we going to play?"

Luo Zifan looked at Zheng Feng, "Zheng Feng said he would take us to experience live CS."