Shut up, I am really a pure love god of war!

Chapter 180 Don't Move
Ever since Wu Bo invested heavily to operate the confession wall, it has become the core media platform of Xiangdong No. 1 Middle School, and the comment section below is even more lively than the forum.

After all, who doesn’t love to read gossip?

Moreover, the biggest advantage of the confession wall compared to the Tieba is that there are far more girls who pay attention to the confession wall than those who post spam on the Tieba.

Girls are the core competitiveness of the platform, no matter what era it is.

"I'm putting up an ad on the wall. I'm renting myself out on Valentine's Day. Walking on the track together is 10 yuan. Eating together in the cafeteria is 20 yuan. I'll go to your class and give you flowers for 50 yuan (the money for the flowers will be reimbursed, and you can specify what flowers). Holding hands is 199 yuan. Refusing to hug is an even more extreme act. By the way, I'm a man, and I only accept female customers. Men are not allowed to disturb me."

The following is a series of: "You wishful thinking."

"Are you going to give me money? If so, I can consider it. By the way, I'm a man too."

"Advertising without photos? If you look like Bai Yang, I wouldn't mind renting you for a day."

"It's so funny, there are people who think Bai Yang is handsome? He's just a little taller, right? He's nowhere near as good-looking as me."

"The person above just posted a photo. Although I don't like Bai Yang either, because he likes to show off too much, but in terms of looks, at least it is generally recognized that few people in the school can compare to him. Are you Lu Chaoxi from the third year of high school or Wu Zuyan from the first year of high school?"

"You asked me to release photos, so I did? You're bragging so much, I think you're Bai Yang yourself using a trumpet to brag about yourself, right?"

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There were dozens of arguments going on below, and Bai Yang couldn't help but smile.

He instinctively ignored the comments that scolded him, and read the comments that praised him word by word.

He even couldn't help but personally join in and add fuel to the fire.

Of course, as a confession wall, there are also serious confession messages.

"Wall, I want to confess my love to the girl who farted with headphones on in the track field after evening study yesterday. I like her shy and flustered look, and I feel inexplicably moved."

Well, it’s not very serious. I guess the owner of this one will not come to claim it. It’s too social.

After spending half a day on the wall of confessions and absorbing enough happy energy, the day's classes are almost over.

Zhong Xilu stood up impatiently: "Follow me!"

"Gun in hand?" Bai Yang responded reflexively.

Zhong Xilu: “?”

"Kill Silang and rob the blockhouse, right?" She said speechlessly, "Xiaobai, sometimes I really can't keep up with your train of thought."

"My reflexes are filled with too many jokes." Bai Yang sighed, "I can't control it."

He changed the subject: "Where are we going?"

"Just follow."

Zhong Xilu took Bai Yang out of the school gate and then went into a store near the school.

"Photo booth?" Bai Yang was stunned.

What a vintage thing.

After smartphones became widely popularized, with higher pixels and better special effects, this thing almost disappeared.

"We haven't taken a group photo yet." Zhong Xilu said seriously, "Come on, choose a template."

Bai Yang also became interested and chose a set: "Then let's choose this one."

Zhong Xilu came over to take a look and said, "What the hell? What is this?"

“The most fashionable non-mainstream template nowadays!”

"I refuse." Zhong Xilu gently hit Bai Yang: "Can you be more serious? If you use this thing to shoot, I won't dare to show it to you."

"You asked me to choose." Bai Yang muttered, "Which one do you want?"

"This set." Zhong Xilu pointed to another set.

"It's too pink." Bai Yang said with a bitter face: "It's all cats. Do you like cats very much?"

"I like it very much!" Zhong Xilu's eyes sparkled: "Cats are the cutest animals in the world!" "Then why don't you keep one?"

"Everyone in my family is allergic to cat hair except me." Zhong Xilu looked regretful, but soon became happy again: "But when I go to college, I can raise a cat freely!"

"Cats are not allowed in school dormitories," Bai Yang reminded.

"Can't I just rent a house outside the school and raise a cat?" Zhong Xilu said as if it was a matter of course.

Bai Yang: ".Arrogant."

"But, Xiaobai, you don't have an allergy to cat hair, right?"

"Why are you asking this?" Bai Yang was stunned for a moment: "I don't have a cat."

He narrowed his eyes and stared at Zhong Xilu: "Could it be that you rented the house not only to raise a cat, but also to raise me as well?"

"What nonsense are you talking about!" Zhong Xilu turned away and said, "I'm just asking casually! Besides, how can you compare to a cat? You are much more hateful than a cat!"

"I don't have to compare myself with a cat." Bai Yang didn't know whether to laugh or cry. "As for allergies, I really don't have anything I'm allergic to."

"That's good."

The two of them went into the small cubicle for taking photo booths.

The space was a bit narrow, so some physical contact was inevitable. Zhong Xilu blushed slightly, but pretended not to care and said, "You are too tall. Squat down a little and aim at the cat's frame."

Bai Yang bent down slightly, and the two of them got closer.

Fortunately, winter has not yet passed, and the two of them are wearing thicker clothes. Only their breath is hot and sprays on Zhong Xilu's neck, making it itchy.

"3, 2, 1"

The digital countdown on the screen ended, and with a click, the appearance of the two people was frozen.

Covered in a cat mask and with crude special effects, the photo looks very poor quality, but Zhong Xilu's appearance makes this disadvantage unimportant.

"Cute!" She pointed at Bai Yang's face on the screen: "The kitten headgear suits you very well."

"Don't spread these photos." Bai Yang covered his face: "My lifelong reputation"

Switching to the next photo, the two kitten heads on the template are closer.

It feels like if they were to align their faces, they would almost have to be face to face.

"How about changing one?"

"No!"

Although there was no red face effect, Zhong Xilu's face on the screen seemed to be stained with a layer of pink, but her tone was stubborn: "How can I not take a photo when I have time?"

She took the lead in moving her face closer, maintaining her posture, and couldn't help but lower her voice: "Come closer."

hiss--

Kittens are indeed the cutest animals in the world!
Bai Yang leaned down with his chin almost resting on Zhong Xilu's shoulder. A few naughty strands of hair brushed against his face, making him feel a little itchy.

Bai Yang couldn't help but twist his body, and the two faces suddenly rubbed against each other.

slip.

Then Zhong Xilu trembled all over, and her voice was a little trembling: "Don't move!"

"it is good."

Bai Yang took a deep breath.

The countdown on the screen was clearly only a few seconds, but maintaining this posture seemed to take a very long time, so much so that Bai Yang could even clearly hear Zhong Xilu's somewhat rapid breathing during this long time.

Maybe it's the same rhythm as her heartbeat, getting faster and faster.

(End of this chapter)