three-point happiness

eye.

It's good to like girls.

The tenderness is not finished, only Li Ge is left.He hummed to himself.In the huge room, the bustling lights and half-bright figures are left.

After playing for a day, Zhou Chen was almost paralyzed from exhaustion.His heart was about to explode after riding the roller coaster several times.That little girl is also talented, and she is not afraid of anything.Instead, he and Yu Bei were frightened and begged for mercy.

Especially when in a haunted house.The haunted house in the amusement park is not scary at all, and the decoration is relatively rough, and the npcs are too lazy to come out to scare people.That's it, the two lead the charge with the girl.

I wanted to go to barbecue after the end, but I lost my mind.

He lay on the sofa, looking at his mobile phone with no new prompts.Thinking about Song Zhiyue's upvote, I feel a little uncomfortable.

He moved to the dormitory by himself, and he didn't even fart when he saw me, and he didn't even send a text message to notify him. What kind of person is this?What does this upvote mean?Zhou Chen sighed to himself.

After thinking for a while, I felt hypocritical again.I was so angry that I turned off the phone and went to do my homework wholeheartedly.

After writing for a while, my mind began to diverge.By the time he realized it, he had been looking at the window for a long time.The figure of the boy standing under the shade of the tree that day appeared in front of his eyes.

At night, Zhou Chen spread pancakes on the bed, after a long time, finally fell asleep.He dreamed that Song Zhiyue turned into a rabbit and lay on his stomach.In the blink of an eye, he changed back again. He grabbed Song Zhiyue's ear and asked viciously, are you tired? You've been running in my mind all day.

It's so earthy, Zhou Chen complained as if from the perspective of a bystander.

"Hey, Zhou Chen, call your class Song Zhiyue." A boy wearing glasses called Next Zhou Chen.He knew this person, he was the head of their Propaganda Department.

"Someone is looking for you outside." Zhou Chen came to Song Zhiyue's desk, left without saying a word.

Zhou Chen's seat is by the window, the most convenient place to communicate inside and outside.He slowly turned the pages of the book and listened with one ear pricked up.

It turned out that Song Zhiyue was asked to help the school take publicity photos.He remembered that the president of the student union had told them that the 50th anniversary of the school was coming soon.

Zhou Chen had to admit that Song Zhiyue's appearance could be regarded as a school grass.

This thing is over.

The next day, a crisp female voice rang in his ears. "Excuse me, is Song Zhiyue here?"

Zhou Chen wondered why people came to him every day, so he raised his head to have a look.Let me go, isn't this the girl from Class [-] who showed her style in military training?At that time, many people said that she was very beautiful.

Zhou Chen hurriedly looked back at Song Zhiyue's seat, but luckily he was sleeping. "What do you want from him?" he asked quickly.He may not know that his eyes are rather direct, which makes the little girl feel embarrassed.

"Ah, it was Wang Wenyuan who asked us to take a promotional photo together." Wang Wenyuan is the minister who was called yesterday. "Oh, Song Zhiyue is not here now, you can come and look for it later." After speaking, the little girl thanked her and left.

A lie just floated out like this.Zhou Chen didn't know why he said that.Maybe it was when she performed that day, he asked Song Zhiyue if she looked good, and Song Zhiyue nodded without hesitation.

For some reason, this scene suddenly appeared in Zhou Chen's mind.Nodding amplified and smiling casually, Zhou Chen suddenly felt so glaring.

Chapter 17

Don't lend me, don't lend me.Zhou Chen muttered in his heart.

Originally, it was not Zhou Chen's turn to take the photo.He is just a small officer in the Propaganda Department.But today, by coincidence, the only photography teacher in the school is going outside to help take photos for school activities.

Their minister didn't know what was going on, so he asked him to take pictures.The euphemism is that he has a bit of artistic talent.In fact, the Propaganda Department is full of big men, and only Zhou Chen seems to be a bit more polite.

So Zhou Chen was summoned to the photography teacher's office to borrow a camera.

There is a large glass cabinet in the office, the kind that is locked.It's full of lenses, all short shots.

No wonder the SLR is poor for three generations, Zhou Chen thought blindly. "Promotional photos? Yes." The photography teacher took out a DSLR and carefully handed it to Zhou Chen.

Don't mind, teacher, you are not afraid that I will break it for you.Come on, accept your fate, just shoot.At that time, it will be ruined by Song Zhiyue and that girl, so don't blame me.Zhou Chen also took the camera carefully.

"Come here, this angle is good."

After a few "clicks", Zhou Chen listened to their minister's command and patted it.

Campus promotional photos are nothing more than changing into formal clothes, showing a peaceful appearance on the lawn, on the basketball court, and in the teaching building.

Zhou Chen looked at the camera preview, let alone, if I see these photos, I will definitely sign up.

Although Zhou Chen didn't learn much about photography, he couldn't stand the protagonist's good looks.It can't be ugly anymore.

Adhering to the school rules of not being in early love, the photos naturally shouldn't bring any romantic feeling.But the ambiguous atmosphere that is invisible to the naked eye but can be felt is still possible.

The girl was a bit reserved, contrary to the bold and enthusiastic performance of the military training.Song Zhiyue looked quite calm.

One hand lightly rests on the girl's shoulder from behind. Outsiders may see it as contact, but in fact it is false.The girl didn't notice it, and smiled restrainedly and generously.

What a sunny campus map.

"Hey, very good, not bad." Wang Wenyuan sighed.

Zhou Chen looked at Song Zhiyue with a smile in his eyes, and felt it was a kind of provocation.Hmph, he looked like he didn't want to be beaten.His face hidden behind the cannon was very angry, but he still gritted his teeth and pressed the shutter.

They sneaked out to take pictures while eating at noon and self-study in the morning.So a few people just ate in a hurry before.

"Hungry..." During the filming break, Zhou Chen collapsed on the lawn, touching his empty stomach.

"Here you are." Zhou Chen narrowed his eyes and saw a piece of bread in Song Zhiyue's hand.

I'll go, this man has really good ears.

Zhou Chen pretended not to care and rolled his eyes at the bread.

It seems to be meat floss.I want to eat.

But the dead duck said stubbornly: "You go to her, she is a girl." Then she continued to lie down with her eyes closed.

By the way, he quietly pricked up his ears.

Holy crap, you're really leaving.Ah ah ah ah.

Zhou Chen wailed inwardly for a while, and felt a cold, hard object sticking to his cheek. He was so cold that he sat up smartly.A drop of water slipped off his face and fell into the haystack.

What caught my eye was a can of Coke.Then there was Song Zhiyue.

He directly opened the bread wrapper and stuffed it into Zhou Chen's mouth. "Someone cares."

Zhou Chen saw that Wang Wenyuan was "serving tea and pouring water" to the girl courteously.The girl was looking this way and looked at each other, which made her a little embarrassed.

He thought to himself, who wouldn't be able to see this, it was you who recruited the peach blossoms.

"Well," Zhou Chen had no choice but to take a bite. "Then you don't have a sense of crisis."

Song Zhiyue smiled, didn't refute, put the Coke at his feet, and left.

Zhou Chen was talking nonsense, but Song Zhiyue really left.

He thought, since the sports meeting that day, the atmosphere between the two of them has been so neither awkward nor awkward.Today was the first time I spoke since that day, and I ended it with a single sentence.

Zhou Chen, what are you doing?He opened the Coke annoyed, and the bubbles sprayed his hand.I cursed a dirty word in my heart, and wiped it away.

Feeling sticky in the hands, really uncomfortable.It was the same in his heart, the same discomfort.

Since the shooting that day, Zhou Chen can often see that girl at the window.

He urged the teacher to change seats quickly so that he could stay away from the window seat.But the teacher happened to forget about it, and Zhou Chen had been doing this for a long time.

Girls in school days like a person who is especially good-looking.

It was nothing more than telling the little sisters about her little thoughts, and then during the lunch break, she was pulled over by the sisters shyly to see the hero she liked.

Here it comes again, Zhou Chen can almost recognize the voice.

"Hey, don't pull me." "Come on." Zhou Chen calculated in his heart that after about 30 seconds of pushing and pulling like this, the two little sisters will go to the back door window to see Song Zhiyue.

Sure enough, Zhou Chen peeked at it.

With a "click", the back door opened.

Not long after, Zhou Chen saw Song Zhiyue walking towards the stairs with a black garbage bag in his hand.

Followed by the two girls.

No way, Zhou Chen was extremely excited seeing their faces.This, shouldn't it be a confession.

don't.He didn't know why "no" was the first thing that popped into his mind.

Chapter 18

No matter how you confess, you don't choose a good place.Zhou Chen still followed.

He covered his nose with one hand and flicked away the flies beside the trash can with the other.

Once you cover your nose, you have to breathe through your mouth.Zhou Chen thought, isn't that just eating the stench?He quickly shut his mouth again.

Almost suffocated myself.

The place where the school throws out the trash is quite simple, and a few large black trash cans are placed there.

Song Zhiyue went to the trash can inside to throw it away, so Zhou Chen hid behind the trash can in front and quietly watched with one eye.

Song Zhiyue was talking to that girl for some reason.

In addition to more trash cans around, it is still an empty piece of land.The girl's voice came out, first this and that for a long time.Zhou Chen couldn't see Song Zhiyue's expression clearly because he was standing with his back to Zhou Chen.

Is it as absent-minded as before or a little happy.He thought about Song Zhiyue's expression.If it were me, I would be smoked to death.

Song Zhiyue is exactly like this.He was wondering why someone would follow him when he threw trash.Wondering if there is something important.

But he watched the girl falter for a long time and didn't say anything.No matter how good self-cultivation is, it cannot match the taste of the surroundings.Just as he was about to say "I'm going first", he was interrupted by a thunderbolt.

"She likes you." It was the girlfriend next to the girl who said this.

enough