Shi Hai is also considered a man of influence in the school, especially the face of the Faculty of Arts. He presided over the opening ceremony of the Faculty of Liberal Arts in his sophomore year. He was dressed in a white suit and white shirt.

From one moment to another, now he is wearing a David sweater and a pair of dirty white shoes, shivering in the cold wind and snow.

Many acquaintances passed by, showing curious and surprised eyes from time to time, Shi Hai really couldn't bear to open his mouth to sell.

A couple passed by, and the boy recognized him, and he laughed aloud, "Hey, senior brother, how much does one cost?"

"25 pieces."

"It's too expensive, 10 yuan."

The wholesale price of ten yuan is not enough.

"Brother, you have been the president of the student council, the moderator, and the debate club, how did you get down to this day! Well, I will help you. I was going to buy apples on Christmas Eve."

The boy brought a few acquaintances together, picked out some fresh bunches together, and sent him 50 yuan on WeChat.

Shi Hai's face was extremely red, and he was extremely depressed.

After a while, a couple came over, and the female classmate asked, "Isn't this a great talent from the Faculty of Arts, Shi Hai, why are you here?"

The male classmate was sour, "The talented man sells roses, do you have any love poems?"

Shi Hai said indifferently: "It's 50 yuan for a custom song."

"Hahaha, brother, how about a discount? Is there any bilingual Chinese and English?"

Shi Hai: "..."

At this moment, the roommates and brothers who were peeking from the side almost went crazy laughing.

"It's so sad..."

"My God, the annual tragedy, I can't stand it anymore!"

"Don't go out yet, Junior Sister is here!"

Michelle wore a red snowflake sweater, a down jacket, skinny jeans, and a fluffy cap. Her whole body was as warm as spring. She covered her mouth and laughed at him under the streetlight, "Oh my god, you are too frustrated..."

Shi Haibai glanced at her and couldn't help sneezing.

"If you're like this, you won't be able to sell them all tomorrow!"

"Don't worry about it." Shi Hai sniffed, and the snot almost flowed down.

Michelle jumped in front of him, her short hair was covered by a plush cap, which set off her deep features and bright smile.

"I really don't need to worry about it? Then I'm leaving?"

"get out."

Michelle was originally joking, but who would have thought that Shi Hai would not give him any face, "You... bastard." He turned his head and left.

"Ah! This brat drove my junior sister away again!"

"What a piece of wood that doesn't understand style!"

"Hey, take a look, Junior Sister is back!"

Mi Xue came back angrily, took out a few square things from her bag, and handed them to Shi Hai without saying a word, "Don't freeze to death!" Angrily, she turned around and walked away.

Shi Hai yelled at her, "What the hell is this!"

"Warm baby!" Michelle didn't say a word.

Shi Hai stared at the warm baby in his hand in a daze, and the trio in the dormitory were so sore that their teeth fell down.

On Christmas Eve, Shi Hai wholesaled five tubes of roses, but in the end only sold three tubes. With the help of the trio in the dormitory, the remaining two tubes were given to senior sisters and teachers in the same hospital.

He summed up the experience of failure and decided to attack again on Valentine's Day. This time he was mentally prepared and refused the help of the gang of three in the dormitory. He threw away his handsome face and prepared to "go into the sea".

Shi Hai dressed very warmly and brought his guitar with him.

On the night of Valentine's Day, Shi Hai was leaning against a tree on the boulevard of the campus of Ning University, wearing a dark wool coat, his black hair was stained with snow, and beside him were several tubes of red roses.

He played Yu Chengqing's "Love Is What You Need" and sang softly, "I'm afraid I will fall in love with you myself, I dare not let myself get too close, I am afraid that I have nothing to give you, loving you also requires a lot of courage... "

Eyeballs were blown all the way.

The couple who bought flowers with him on Christmas Eve passed by, the girl's eyes were shining and she refused to leave, and the guy could only grit his teeth and buy it. This time Shi Hai smiled and said, "35 yuan a piece."

"Are you blackmailing! Ping An is only 10 yuan, now it's 35," the boy was angry, out of face, "Anyway, I bought it on Christmas Eve, and it's the same price as that time, I'll buy a few more!"

Shi Hai looked very sincere, "Brother, you see that your girlfriend is so temperamental and beautiful, I'm giving you a chance to show off!" He winked at the girl, and the girl smiled shyly, her face turned pink Woke up.

The boy rang the alarm, "Buy, buy, buy, isn't it only 35 yuan each? I'll take one..."

"Here's the freshest one for you." Shi Hai picked out three and packaged them deftly, "Just buy three,

The language of flowers is I love you, come, come, come, for the sake of the beautiful lady, one hundred is enough, the WeChat code is here. "

The girl smiled sweetly, and the boy sank his dantian angrily, scanning the QR code to pay in resentment.

Seeing this scene, Mi Xue shrugged her shoulders and trembled with laughter. She brushed her hair and walked towards him.

Shi Hai didn't recognize her at first, but he was stunned when he saw her again.

A plaid skirt was worn under a white sweater, her legs in stockings were extremely straight, and the long hair under the beret was curled up in thin curls. It was not at all her usual punk girlish attire.

"Who are you..." Shi Hai's eyes widened.

"Ah, I don't know you anymore. Does it look good?" Michelle squinted her eyes slightly. She also put on light makeup. After entering university, her complexion became whiter. At this time, her long eyelashes are curled up, her red lips are pink, and there are a few spots in the middle of the bridge of her nose. Playful freckles, and this thin curly hair, like a half-breed doll.

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