"Are you afraid of me?" Zhang Shidong smiled bitterly.

The girl opposite first shook her head and nodded, got up, bowed slightly at him, then hugged the original German book in her hand, and quickly walked away along the path.

Zhang Shidong was proud to be able to watch a girl who was not disturbed by the outside world and live in the ocean in the book in a daze. She didn't expect to meet her here, the girl who once helped translate Austin's contemptuous words outside the cage. She is a student of this school?

Zhang Shidong shook his head and returned to the dormitory with breakfast. He didn't want to destroy this rare leisure. He hoped that the girl felt dazzled.

In the dormitory, Deng Bao had already been sleeping with a pillow wearing shorts and riding a pillow. The computer was on, looking at the progress table in the download software. This person is worthy of being the "ideological education pioneer" in Door 303. Before going to bed, he did not forget to arrest the cause of ideological education in the dormitory.

Wu Gang seemed to be much more energetic. He worked hard in the army for several years, in order to help his family change their lifestyle and reduce the burden. He also found a way out for himself. He has been working very hard to stay in the army. Suddenly, the family lost the burden. He gave nearly one million yuan in land acquisition and a three-bedroom and one living room house. He had no goal at all. He was injured and made meritorious service and gave the arranged work to another veteran.

He invested his family's money in a store house and became a landlord. One of them opened a small supermarket for his parents and had a good business. Wu Gang, the only son of the family, suddenly became lost. He searched for the past few years on the Internet and tried to reconnect with the disconnected society. After playing for several months, he found that he was very lonely. His friends in the past were busy with their livelihoods and were alienated from many years ago. His comrades all over the world. He suddenly felt that he had no goals except the Internet, and he did not take it seriously because he had stayed up late after relying on his body trained in the army.

Games, movies, TV series, Wu Gang made up all the crazy things that were missing in the past few years, and occasionally went out to corrupt. Good discipline allowed him to control his expenses, but over time he felt bored. He thought that he had hoped that he would not go to college, so he didn't go, so he really made up his mind to pick up the review materials, enrolled in a review class, spent nearly a year to review, and got admitted to this university.

After passing the exam, he told himself that he could indulge himself for a while, enjoy his college life safely and fulfill his original dream, be an ordinary college student who is not different from other college students, and not become an excellent person or let himself fall into a poor student.

Wu Gang's condition is somewhat similar to Zhang Shidong. Generally, people who have no financial burden and have experienced ups and downs will generally have this mentality. It is very tiring to be familiar with the princes and are more comfortable in life. Therefore, Wu Gang dares to indulge himself in the army to develop a good body, and his work and rest time changes. He is more content with enjoyment, while Zhang Shidong is more willing to control his destiny after self-control.

Very good appetite, ten buns and two bowls of porridge, and finally saw that the buns I bought for Deng Bao were still there. I still had three more buns, so I took off my shirt and went into the bathroom, took a hot shower, and went to bed comfortably: "Lao Zhang, you should play with yours during the day. Seeing that Xiao Baozi is like this, it must be like me. If you sleep, you will be a dead pig."

Zhang Shidong made an OK gesture, moved his chair to the balcony, opened the window and held the tablet, faced the sun, and quietly enjoyed the morning time. After sitting for a while, he felt bored. Some seemingly fucked words on the Internet were really right, not aimless.

I read a book with a tablet, but it really lacked a little ink fragrance.

Thinking of the picture of a girl holding a book in the sun in the wooden pavilion in the morning, Zhang Shidong couldn't sit still. He took the internal map of the school that Wu Gang got on the computer desk and successfully found the school's library.

Along the way, the school continues the lively scene reported yesterday, and the reports that last for a few days will continue to be hot. A new generation full of youthful appearance has become a new landscape on campus, short skirts, shorts, stockings**…

This scene reminded Zhang Shidong of the scene when he sent his sister to school. He didn't expect that he would have the opportunity to experience it personally and become one of them. The library was very quiet, and the old students did not return to school completely, and few freshmen would be interested in the library at this time. There were few people in front of the table, and it was rare to see the crowded scene between the bookshelf.

Professional books were swept away. I didn't care whether my level was timid. I found a miscellaneous book introducing domestic and foreign special forces and two large picture albums, one for naval warships and the other for air fighters, as if they were military enthusiasts. I looked at the reading area and found a very strange single desk in the corner, with a half-meter square table top, two chairs standing next to the table against the glass window, contrasting the location here with the sun outside, two clocks in the afternoon, this place will become a place for sunshine.

As soon as Zhang Shidong put the book on the table, he felt a swish. Everyone around him suddenly raised their heads and focused their eyes on themselves. They turned around and quickly lowered their heads. Just as they were about to sit down, they could feel the harshness of those sights.

"That's the position of Senior Sister Luo. You don't deserve to sit here, get up." It seemed that you were interested in targeting him. After your eyes gathered, someone came over immediately. He was tall and mighty and handsome. He was wearing the Lakers' basketball uniform and had a lot of arrogance and aloofness between his eyebrows. It seemed that speaking so politely had already given him a lot of face.

Zhang Shidong flipped through the book and replied in a bland manner: "Let's get a little bit aside, I smell smell of sweat. I really think that the person who plays basketball is Rukawa Kaede. Next time I come out, wipe those hairs clean before coming out."

"Damn, what did you say, do you deserve a beating?"

This time, it was not just one person, but several people. They were all tall and tall without mentioning their appearance. Sports students in major colleges and universities, especially basketball teams, are often overlords in the school. Almost few people dare to provoke them. Even gangsters from outside the school, they dare not act too much when facing huge gangs.

Just as Zhang Shidong was about to stand up, a figure separated the crowd and squeezed in. Seeing him sitting there, he saw the people in the basketball team surrounding him with anger, as if he was trying to beat him up. His face changed drastically, and he stepped in front of Zhang Shidong. It gave people the feeling that she was protecting Zhang Shidong. In fact, she didn't want the man behind her who could make her afraid of her by relying on murderous aura to start a massacre in school. She didn't want a group of ignorant children to provoke a man who could bend the thick iron railing with one punch.

The hair was tied up, and the sides were hanging down to cover the ears. He was wearing a pure white thick gauze skirt and a pair of white tennis shoes under his feet. It was light and clean. His slender figure made up for the discomfort ratio between the flat shoes and the skirt, and also covered the other person's hot figure that was not convex in front and back.

"Senior Sister Luo." Everyone greeted her. The clear and indifferent nature and rich intellectual nature that made you feel inferior in her perfectly integrated, will not make you feel resentful of resistance and disgust against intellectual women, but also the kind of gentleness that you will never dare to come forward and tease easily.

"You guys go quickly, I asked him to come."

Zhang Shidong didn't hear such a very ordinary sentence, and the freshman didn't sound like nothing. This is a beauty, but it is not as beautiful as the country. If he reaches a junior college in film, TV, drama and dance, he will be immediately overwhelmed by the wave of beauties. What's the point of having a man?

Only Lao Sheng reacted strongly when he heard Luo Qingshui's words, and could not believe that this sentence was said from her.

Everyone will definitely have such images of one or more girls in their school days. They are very good at learning and are the kind of objects that teachers and parents like very much. However, these people often do not have good popularity among their classmates, and most of them are inevitably disappointing in their appearance. Unlike boys, good learning is the object that girls compete for.

Untreated hair, thick glasses, and always monochrome and old-fashioned outfits. It seems that this image has been frozen in everyone's mind. Excellent women who have learned good knowledge are sorry for the audience. There is also a sporadic picture of the real proud daughter, who is so beautiful that she is proud. The worshippers are all ants. They should be thankful for being looked down upon by them, which seriously destroys the confidence that men need to build during their growth.

Luo Qingshui is the symbol of this school in recent years. Her college entrance examination results are average. She hated some speechless brainless test questions in the exam-oriented education exam. It was not that she could not answer, but that she did not answer, so she came here.

He is well-informed in books, has a beautiful and outstanding temperament, and keeps people away from thousands of miles away, which makes people feel that being rejected by her is a kind of happiness, and will not have the idea of ​​pretending. Compared with those girls with hot and charming figures, Luo Qingshui is more recognized by male students. Even Luo Qingshui ignores people when reading books, it is interpreted as Senior Sister Luo is swimming in the ocean of knowledge, rather than deliberately ignores people.

As everyone carried the sedan chair, the higher and higher, Luo Qingshui's status was getting higher and higher in this school. She was the kind of weirdo who relied on her temperament and looked the most beautiful school beauties. She was also very proud, perhaps to ensure that she was in the special position that everyone lifted up in the school and continued to study and life without interruption. Every time she communicated between universities, she would serve as a representative of this school. She never let everyone down, and she could make those arrogant students who felt that their deep foundation dare not act rashly in front of her. Anyone who provoked her would lose face.

Senior Sister Luo would take the initiative to make an appointment with a man? This is so fantasy, how is it possible?

Almost all kinds of boys in the school have a large proportion of crushes on Luo Qingshui. Even a group of nerds who claim that everyone is drunk are the only ones who are sober, publicly stated that Luo Qingshui is the perfect image of a real woman, with long hair and long knowledge, and her appearance is proportional to her IQ.

"You guys go quickly, don't bother me."

Who has ever seen Senior Sister Luo get angry?

In the past, she could say these eight words in a faint tone, and everyone would obey and leave without disturbing her.

But today, anyone could hear that she was angry.

The library administrator dispersed the unwilling crowd. At the long table five meters away from the single seat, there were people sitting on all the chairs at the first time, no one spoke or read books, and they all stared at Zhang Shidong and Luo Qingshui with their eyes.

"When will you leave after the mission end?"
Chapter completed!