When Zheng Yan took the elevator to the seventh floor of the top floor of the teaching building half an hour in advance, accompanied by Zhang Yu, Li Jingmeng, Lin Shan and Zhang Ke, the entire seventh floor was already full of people. These people stood in groups in Classroom 712 at the end of the corridor - the location of the interview - the corridor outside, gathered into small circles, close and separated, but clearly distinguished. It was like them, and the entire dormitory was all dispatched to help their roommates cheer up and make a fuss.

"These people came so early!" Zhang Yu smacked his tongue before him, and was surprised. In order to give the interviewer a good impression and to adapt to the "examination room" in advance, the people in their dormitory rushed over half an hour in advance. He thought he was early, but he didn't expect that there were still people who were more active than them.

"If you want to take the lead, please invite favor in front of the interviewer!" Li Jingmeng said with a flattering mouth.

However, as soon as she opened her mouth, she was pulled by Zheng Yan next to her. "Don't say that, Jingmeng, this interview is very important to everyone, and it is understandable that everyone is solemn."

"You understand others, but they may not necessarily understand you. Haven't you seen those people looking at you, obviously with vigilance and hostility?" Li Jingmeng continued to flatten her mouth.

Zheng Yan also noticed that the interviewers who came first looked at them when they came, or rather, looking at her eyes. Although there was no hostility, vigilance and unfriendliness were very obvious. Zheng Yan smiled, and did not care about it, and said in a low voice: "Everyone is a competitor, and it is a cruel choice for one. It is necessary to keep a certain distance."

The closest position to the classroom door was occupied by people who came early. Although there were some empty seats, Zheng Yan didn't want to be so close to others, so she stood in a farther position and waited for the interviewer to arrive.

It's only 9:30 now, and there is still half an hour before the interview. Zhang Yu and Li Jingmeng chatted quietly, while looking sideways at Zheng Yan's seven competitors in the distance from time to time, especially Zhang Yu, who looked very carefully. Soon, they found that some of them were wearing cheongsams, some were wearing professional clothes - short-sleeved ladies' shirts and skirts, some were wearing dresses, and some were wearing suspenders. As for the feet, they were basically half or all high heels, or exquisite sandals, with polish on their faces and exquisite makeup.

"Swallow, I told you to wear cheongsams or short skirts. If you don't wear them, look. Now, which of the seven in front does not have a thigh? When the white thighs are lit, the impression will be two more than you!" Looking at Zheng Yan's competitors, one or two, all wearing skirts that can see the thighs, or can be seen and seen on the side of her thighs, Zhang Yu immediately became angry, blaming Zheng Yan for not listening to her advice when she went out.

After hearing what Zhang Yu said, the other women hurriedly looked at it, and found that Zheng Yan's competitors' commonality was that there was no one who did not show their thighs. Suddenly, vicious words such as "vix spirit", "god spirit", "shamelessness", and "scheming" burst out from everyone's mouths. Zheng Yan shook his head and felt funny. He hurriedly advised everyone not to say that, what is the freedom of everyone, and there is no scheming or not.

She wore a suit that she wore during her internship in the sh. She had a professional suit with white and black on top, but the one below was not a hip-covered skirt like others, but a pair of ladies’ trousers. Zheng Yan also had an indigo knee-length skirt that matched the short-sleeved white shirt on top. She wore it once when she was a volunteer in her junior year. She still remembers how she was walking on the street. No matter men or women, there was almost no one who didn’t look back. Since then, she has put the hip-covered skirt on the bottom of the wardrobe box.

Before leaving this morning, several women in the dormitory strongly suggested that she wear this short skirt. Zheng Yan almost forgot the skirt, so she took it out and tried it. She stood in front of a long dressing mirror bought by her roommates in the dormitory and looked at it. She found that the short skirt was a bit short. Even if she stood, the lower end of the skirt was above the knee and the thumb and middle finger were spreading it all the way. If she sat, the exposed thighs would be more. Zheng Yan felt something was wrong and always felt that it was not solemn.

However, Zhang Yu, Li Jingmeng, and Lin Shan tried their best to encourage her to wear this one, and even joked that as long as Wang Bo came for the interview in person today, she would stand in front of the other party in this outfit. No matter what talented man or a mogul, as long as he is still a man, he would be unable to see him!

Zheng Yan had the idea of ​​wearing this skirt at first, but she was completely given up by the exaggerated description of several girls. She didn't know why, but she always felt bad and was too frivolous, especially in front of a junior who was three years younger than her.

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On the morning of the 16th, Wang Bo slept in a lazy sleep as usual. When he woke up, it was already bright. He subconsciously touched both sides of the bed with his hands, but the beds on both sides were empty, and the two girls around him had long disappeared.

Bathing, washing, dressing, and seeing the time, at 9:30, and there was still half an hour before the morning interview, he felt relieved and planned to have breakfast first before going to the teaching building without rushing to go to the teaching building.

Wang Bo opened the refrigerator, put the bread in the refrigerator in the microwave to heat it, and prepared to make two sandwiches to fill his stomach. Before the microwave was set, the door of the apartment rang, and it was Chen Xiang who came to help him stop today.

"Good morning, Xiangxiang, have you eaten? I'm making sandwiches. If I don't eat them, I'll make two for you." Wang Bo said to Chen Xiang.

"I've eaten it long ago." Chen Xiang smiled sweetly. The first thing she did when she entered the house was to help Wang Bo tidy up the messy bed. She knew that the boy did not have the habit of folding quilts.

Chen Xiang walked to the bedside of the small bedroom, and just lifted the towel, and saw that the originally white sheet was full of striking and dazzling, similar to the stains after wet the bed and drying. A person as big as Wang Bo certainly wouldn't wet the bed, so there was only one reason, that was, last night, either his girlfriend came over, or his two loves, she still didn't know whose love she stayed here overnight, and then two or three... Chen Xiang was shocked, and immediately remembered the strange but strange sounds she and Wu Xue had heard in the small living room, but also made people blush and heartbeat and blood rushing.

At this moment, a "ding" sound from the kitchen came from the direction of the kitchen, and my boyfriend's question came again: "Xiangxiang, why don't you eat more?"

"Ah-No need, I was very full in the morning." Chen Xiang came back to her senses from her thoughts and began to pull the sheets on Wang Bo's bed. At this time, she found a long hair on the head of the bed that was obviously not Wang Bo's body, which further proved her guess.

The stains on the bed sheets and the hair beside the pillow made her feel a little uncomfortable in Chen Xiang's eyes. Her heart was so sore and empty, and she felt like someone had dug her heart with a hoe.

However, Chen Xiang quickly woke up from this complicated situation, and was shocked and alert:

"Chen Xiang, Chen Xiang, you have only lived a good life for a few days, and you are ungrateful. You are even more ungrateful? You should not be jealous or jealous - they met him before you, why are you jealous? Why are you dissatisfied? If you are dissatisfied, it is also the fact that someone's girlfriend is dissatisfied with you!"

Chen Xiang, who quickly adjusted her mentality, shook her head, drove out her thoughts she shouldn't have, and began to clean up Wang Bo's bed, remove the dirty sheets, and then took out the new sheets from the cabinet to spread them. At the same time, she also picked up the long hair on the pillow one by one, wrapped it in soft paper, and threw it into the trash can.

After finishing all this, facing the tidy and fresh bed, Chen Xiang clapped her hands and nodded with satisfaction.

Wang Bo, who was applying cheese and salad dressing to the hot bread slices with a spoon in the kitchen, suddenly slapped his forehead when he saw Chen Xiang holding a ball of bed sheets and walked towards the washing machine behind the kitchen. Then he remembered that he forgot to clean the battlefield after the battle with Liang Ya and Zhong Jiahui last night, and was immediately annoyed. Although Chen Xiang was a shameful person, he also wanted to give the other party the minimum respect as a woman. And letting the other party see him and Liang Ya and Zhong Jiahui's "graffiti" after being flirted with, obviously it was not respect. After he had fun with the girls, the girls would throw the sheets to the washing machine and wash them, pick up the hair that fell on the pillow, and destroy his traces of spending the night in his boyfriend's apartment. Although Wang Bo has many super-class privileges outside C, he is still a student after all, and it is not a good thing to have a girl spend a nightclub with him.

Therefore, whether it is Zhong Jiahui, Liang Ya, or Su Mengyao and Wen Xiaohan who come occasionally, a few girls, without even reminding him, they will take the initiative to clean up the battlefield and eliminate traces of their existence.

Today, it was because he slept in. It was not a weekend. The two girls had to go to class again, so they couldn't help him make up the bed. As a result, Chen Xiang ran into him.

Wang Bo hurriedly chased behind Chen Xiang and said to the girl: "Xiangxiang, that... let me wash it."

"Haha, no need, Xiaobo. Have breakfast quickly." The girl turned around and smiled sweetly and said to him.

It was impossible for Chen Xiang to not find the graffiti on the bed sheets. Although he had not finally eaten Chen Xiang, except for the last step, he had done everything else to do. With the girl's carefulness and intelligence, it was impossible for him not to know what it was. Chen Xiang's expression was not abnormal, but instead smiled sweetly at him, and Wang Bo's heart became even more disgusted.

Wang Bo walked forward, gently hugged the girl's belly from behind, put his head on Chen Xiang's shoulder, and explained in an apology: "That, Xiangxiang, last night, Xiaoya and Jiahui... came here."

"Yes!" Chen Xiang nodded softly.

"Xiangxiang--" Wang Bo called softly again.

"Um--"

"You can rent a house nearby, one bedroom, one living room, or two bedrooms and one living room."

Chen Xiang trembled all over and immediately understood what Wang Bo said. He was excited and had the urge to cry.

In the past six months, the boy has been intimate with her countless times, but every time he is intimate, no matter how intense he is, he has never taken the last step. Chen Xiang has been puzzled and even felt a little inferior, thinking that his body is not in line with his boyfriend's wishes, so that he dislikes him and is unwilling to be with him. As a girl, although she has long had the intention of giving everything to the other party, her boyfriend takes the initiative to brake and asks her to use other methods to relieve him. She can only do it and cannot "shamelessly" take the initiative to ask for such things.

Now that I heard her boyfriend ask her to rent a house, Chen Xiang suddenly realized that it was not that the boy didn’t want to do that with her, but he just didn’t want to be in bed here! Thinking of the last time she and Wu Xue broke through each other’s good things, the three of them were also in the bathroom, not on the bed! Then, whenever the boy was intimate with him, the place was either on the sofa or in the back seat of the car, Chen Xiang was even more sure of this!

In Chen Xiang's opinion, the reason why the boy did this was of course out of respect for his girlfriend. This not only did not make Chen Xiang feel wronged, but instead made her love more, and also understood the boy who was one year younger than her in front of her better.
Chapter completed!