Twenty-eight minutes later, Hu Mingle, who had silently counted four times, immediately felt a strong vibration coming the next second, which made him sigh. After all, there was no butterfly effect, it could only be a beautiful fantasy, and what should have happened still happened.

"It's an earthquake!"

When it started to shake, almost no one realized that it was an earthquake. It was not until a few seconds later that someone came back to his senses shouted an earthquake.

Immediately, the entire classroom fell into chaos. People who reacted quickly and rushed to the door of the classroom immediately.

With the leading effect, and the female math teacher on the podium also reacted and shouted that everyone ran away quickly, everyone then squeezed towards the door.

Hu Mingle didn't move. After all, he knew that there was no danger in Rongcheng District, but it was just a false alarm, so there was no need to rush to increase the crowding and he could leave the last time.

Even so, he still couldn't fall into his heart when he felt the constant shaking of the teaching building. He even felt that such an experience made him feel deeper than he had in his memory.

"Hu Mingle, hurry up, I will carry you."

Seeing that all the classmates and teachers ran out of the classroom, Hu Mingle was about to leave, and before he could reach the door, a figure suddenly ran back and ran away without saying a word.

He was stunned for a moment, and then he reacted and said, "Zhang Jian, no, no, I can run myself, please let me down."

"It's okay, I'll carry you, I see your foot hurt!"

"I, I'm really fine. That's just a minor injury and doesn't affect walking."

"Stop talking, I am the sports committee member, listen to me."

“…”

I have to say that Hu Mingle was both moved and laughing and crying about Zhang Jian's words, as well as the other party's actions and behaviors.

He really didn't give him any reason to refute, and he felt like "get on the bus quickly and has no time to explain."

Also, what is the meme of listening to the sports committee members?

As for the injury, Hu Mingle's right foot was indeed scratched a longer wound the day before yesterday, but it was not very deep. It was just that kind of surface injury and would not affect his free movement at all.

It is probably because Zhang Jian saw Da Bondi sticking on his feet, and another person fell to the back, which made him misunderstand that his legs might be inconvenient.

In short, before he could explain it clearly to Zhang Jian, the other party had already walked down the fourth floor and appeared on the playground within dozens of seconds. He was worthy of being a sports committee member who was taller than him, who was 1.78 meters taller than him.

However, Hu Mingle soon received the strange eyes of many classmates, which made him feel a little hot immediately. It was so embarrassing that he wanted to find a crack in the floor to get in.

(There is a real thing. The author has a friend. When he went downstairs on the earthquake, he was running slowly in front of him because a mother-in-law just carried him and ran down to more than ten floors. He remembered him deeply.)

…………

Five months later, Columbia University, New York.

"Hu, are you ready?"

A white young man wearing a white suit, blonde, slightly fat, holding a bouquet of red roses in his hand suddenly appeared at the door of a dormitory and shouted to an Asian young man inside who was writing something on the computer desk.

"Hmm? What's ready?"

Hearing this, the Asian young man in the room didn't even raise his head and subconsciously responded.

"No, hu, are you teasing me? Have you forgotten what I want to confess to Juliet today?"

The white young man who patted his forehead immediately complained to the Asian young man.

"So what? You confess your love, it's not me, what are I ready for?"

The Asian young man finally turned around. Who else was Hu Mingle? He shrugged his shoulders gently and immediately looked at his roommate Thomas and asked back.

Then it was right. Almost five months passed and he was now a college student at Columbia University.

Due to the earthquake, the college entrance examination was postponed, so he finally decided not to take the college entrance examination. He was already prepared for both "red hearts". He took the TOEFL and got a high score. After an interview, he successfully got a letter of recommendation from an important person.

So what about world-renowned schools? You can always find reasonable ways to get in and have a backdoor to go.

Of course, the price paid is also quite high. I really don’t know how much his father spent and his relationship to get the recommendation letter.

In fact, his roommate Thomas is also a man who sneaked into Columbia through the back door.

Maybe it was precisely because of this reason that the two of them were separated into the same dormitory and soon became good friends.

"God, hu, have you forgotten to go and sing a song for me to confess? Just that song "Juliet", Jason, Mark, and Poppy are all in place, and now you are the only lead singer."

"Hey, hu!"

As Thomas's voice fell, three white young men suddenly appeared at the door and greeted Hu Mingle together.

"Uh... guys, aren't you here really?"

Seeing these people appearing, Hu Mingle was a little speechless and had to ask back and confirm.

"Why not, Thomas is going to confess his love to his muse, we are willing to help."

"Ha ha!"

"Five!"

“…”

Seeing Jason, Mark, Poppy, and Thomas himself, screaming strangely and squeaking high-highs, Hu Mingle had no FK to say at all.

Because of his common hobbies, he formed a band with these people, but he never expected that the few people were really just "hobbies". His skills were extremely amateur and sometimes he couldn't find the sound sense.

From the beginning to the present moment he just wants to say... no, he doesn't want to say anything.

Then during this period, Thomas fell in love with a sophomore sister named Juliet, and wanted to confess her love. In addition, he had heard him sing the song of the same name, "Juliet", and then he thought about a confession plan.

I was about to go to the girls' dormitory and sang "Juliet" to confess my love to Juliet.

I thought it was just talking and playing, but I knew that Thomas was really going to do this and asked him to be the lead singer.

…………

Ten minutes later.

Hu Mingle, who was half-pulled, finally came outside the girls' dormitory building.

I also saw that Thomas found the temporary stage from where he was being arranged on an open space, with not only some musical instruments on it, but also a set of speaker equipment.

In order to pursue a woman, his roommate also took great pains to do it. He is not afraid of trouble and trouble. Isn’t it easier to spend money? He really wants to play romance.

No matter what, after some preparation, after Thomas said "sighed"... similar to this, Hu Mingle, who was standing in the lead singer on the stage.

Finally, I held the microphone with both hands, and under the attention of curious alumni around several stages, I shouted: "Juliet, Juliet Augustine, come to Thomas Lando, a song "Juliet" is given to you."

As the words fell, the prelude to the song "Juliet" sounded in the instrument controlled by Jason and others. It was not very standard, so I could only listen to it barely.

In order to avoid the influence of poor accompaniment, Hu Mingle, who blocked his ears and could only hear very small sounds, also played the beat and accurately entered a certain node and said, "Hey, Juliet, I have been paying attention to you and your every move..."

Almost as soon as the singing sounded, there were one or a few girls' heads in many windows in the entire girls' dormitory building, paying attention and talking about the sudden excitement.

Then in a window on the fourth floor, there was a brown-haired girl who immediately chattered to a blonde girl next to her and said, "Juliet, it's the little fat Thomas. Oh my God, is he going to confess to you?"

"It's quite romantic in this way."

"Is this song original? Why haven't I heard it? It feels really good, but the band's level is a bit poor."

"But the Asian male lead singer was very good and his voice was very distinctive..."

The blonde girl who heard her roommate keep talking nonsense, never answered a word, her brows tightened and sometimes loosened, and she didn't know what she was thinking in her heart.

On the stage downstairs, Hu Mingle, who sang with her eyes closed, kept singing without being disturbed by the outside world: "Maybe one day, you and I can stay away from the world. I just want you to know that I want to be your Romeo, hey, Juliet..."
Chapter completed!