Rebirth of the ugly girl

Chapter 119
When I returned to the dormitory, I was inevitably sweating again.

Ke Jiao and Ma Chengyao had already returned, and they were lying on the upper bunk surfing the Internet. Shen Ting greeted them, took the washbasin and went to the bathroom.

Zhou Ya almost floated back all the way. She is the kind of person who can't hide anything in her heart, especially when she meets the famous people in school, which is more worth showing off.

After taking off her shoes and going to bed, Zhou Ya drew the attention of Ke Jiao and Ma Chengyao to herself in a very mysterious tone, and then talked about what happened tonight.

The previous paragraph was full of nonsense, but when Ke Jiao and Ma Chengyao returned to their computers without interest, Zhou Ya got to the point.

"Then Senior Lu came out from nowhere and pulled Shen Ting behind him. He looked like a handsome hero in a Korean drama. He was so handsome."

Ke Jiao was not interested in Lu Yihe, but she was afraid of hurting Zhou Ya, so she insisted on listening to her for so long. After the climax, she smiled, made a few comments, and continued to watch her American drama.

Ma Chengyao has long heard that there is a handsome and earth-shattering school grass in the business school, Lu Yihe, who is outstanding and handsome, not only among the students, but even the teachers rarely dislike him, I heard that he is the No. [-] student in the history of Z University A talented person who became the student union secretary in his freshman year.

It’s hard not to be attractive if there are so many standard configurations that look like the leading man in a TV series. Ma Chengyao pretended to be casual and asked: “You just left like that, what’s next? He didn’t send you back?” That's on the list, so it should be sent back.

Zhou Ya held her cheeks regretfully and shook her head, "Shen Ting took me away, I kept looking back, but I didn't see the senior."

Hearing that Lu Yihe didn't send them back, Ma Chengyao felt conflicted, happy and unhappy.

The happy thing is that Lu Yihe probably doesn't have much interest in Shen Ting. The sad thing is that she only saw a blurry photo of Lu Yihe on the school forum, and she hasn't seen a real person yet.

After sharing the things that should be shared, Zhou Ya couldn't stay idle. Thinking of waiting for Ke Jiao and Ma Chengyao for so long at night, she couldn't help asking them strangely: "Where did you go in the afternoon? Shen Ting and I have been waiting for you for a long time. I wanted to go out to eat together."

Ke Jiao stopped typing on the keyboard, and replied nonchalantly: "Oh, I went to meet a friend."

Ma Chengyao admired the color of her freshly dyed nails in front of the light, "I'm going to get my hair done, and I've got a beautification by the way."

Zhou Ya snorted, looked at Ma Chengyao who had finished appreciating her nails, picked up the mirror to look at her face, twitched the corners of her mouth, and asked, "Chengyao, you didn't go to military training all day today, did your teacher find you all right?"

Ma Chengyao twitched the corners of her lips, "My dad has already told the school. I have sensitive skin, so I can't expose myself to the sun too much."

"That's right." It's good to have a powerful father, Zhou Ya glanced at her silk pajamas enviously, and said casually: "But the training is also very good, and you can enjoy Senior Lu's beautiful eyebrows when you are resting Yan, he is obliquely in front of our class, very close."

Ma Chengyao paused, turned her head, and asked casually, "The senior is here?"

"Yes, I heard that they are responsible for the safety of this training. A girl in the next class passed out today, and it was the seniors who carried her to the infirmary."

"Is the military training fun? How about I go with you tomorrow too." Ma Chengyao asked with a smile, Zhou Ya froze for a moment, and Ke Jiao laughed outright.

When Shen Ting came out of the bathroom, she had already changed into another set of clothes. The weather is fine these days, so it's okay to change the clothes more frequently. Anyway, after washing them the night before, they dried them the next day.

"What are you laughing at?" Hearing Ke Jiao's laughter when she came out, Shen Ting raised her head and asked her curiously.

Ke Jiao shrugged at her, turned off the laptop and put it aside, "It's nothing, it's getting late, go to sleep, you have to get up early tomorrow."

Ma Chengyao gave Ke Jiao a hard look. She was used to being praised in her previous school, and her temper was a bit arrogant, but it wasn't so unreasonable for human affairs.

After a day of probing, she got a general idea of ​​everyone's temper in the dormitory.

Shen Ting looks harmless on the surface, but Ma Chengyao always has a feeling that she is not as good-tempered as she appears on the surface, and it is best not to provoke her if there is nothing to do, otherwise something will happen that I regret.

Zhou Ya is heartless. She loves to eat and talk. She is the pistachio in the dormitory. She is happy and wants to make others happy. This kind of person is the best to get along with. She gets along with everyone and is easy to deal with.

The only thing Ma Chengyao can't see through is Ke Jiao. This girl with neutral looks, gender indistinguishable, and neutral dress is neither cold nor indifferent to anyone. She is neither too close to anyone nor too distant. Like a secret, it is unpredictable.

The most irritating thing is that she doesn't have a problem with anyone, but she seems to have a problem with her, and she always laughs at her in a weird way.He didn't even look at his own appearance, he was neither male nor female, so he had the face to laugh at her.

Sneering, Ma Chengyao thought to herself, when I find out your details, I must punish you.

Compared with getting up on the first day, the alarm clock rang early the next morning. Just as Shen Ting was about to turn over and get out of bed, she stretched her arms and gasped.

Soreness was Shen Ting's first feeling at this moment. Enduring the discomfort, she slowly got out of bed and walked to the bathroom lightly.

The waist, legs, and upper arms were all sore. Shen Ting came out of the toilet holding his waist. He heard Zhou Ya scream and fell back on the bed. Did the ghost press the bed?"

Shen Ting chuckled from below: "The sequelae of standing in the military posture yesterday, since you wake up, get out of bed. I got up late today, so I have to hurry up."

Zhou Ya originally thought that Ma Chengyao was joking yesterday, until she followed them to the training ground and asked in surprise, "Do you want to train together?"

Ma Chengyao withdrew her gaze and pushed down her hat: "Of course."

That is to say, during the actual training, Ma Chengyao almost didn’t cry. Her purpose for training was not pure. When she stood in the military posture, her head kept moving and her eyes aiming randomly. The instructor reminded her twice, and the third time When the time came, he sternly told her to come out.

Being led out alone to stand in a military posture, not only being laughed at by her own class, but also by the class next door, Ma Chengyao was almost passed out with sunscreen all over her face, it was so embarrassing.

The sun climbed higher and higher, and the moment Ma Chengyao saw a few boys wearing red armbands appear in the field of vision, Ma Chengyao finally couldn't hold back and passed out.

The news that the girl who passed out in the morning was carried to the infirmary by Senior Lu himself quickly spread among the freshmen circle.

Soon, the phenomenon of girls fainting due to exhaustion on the training ground spread like a virus. In one afternoon, a dozen or twenty girls could faint.

The instructors were only in charge of military training, and did not have the right to verify whether the girls were really comatose. Several instructors reported to the instructor that the phenomenon was getting worse, and the instructor found the school leader.

The school leaders held an emergency meeting with the head teachers of each class, and the fainting incident passed.

(End of this chapter)