Reborn with crush

It was an unfortunate coincidence that the club recruited new students on weekends. It started raining at [-] o'clock in the morning, and it was getting heavier and heavier, with no intention of stopping at all.

It was rare for Xia Qiao to sleep late, and she had long forgotten about recruiting new students, and was pulled from the bed by Liu Zhi: "Do you still want to join the student union with your dear?"

Xia Qiao opened her eyes in a daze.

"Where are the others?" He saw at a glance that there was no one on Wen Zenan's bed.

"The traffic light told him to get something." Liu Zhi said while brushing his teeth, his voice was a bit vague, "I heard it seemed to be about the Newborn Cup."

Chen Yu came out of the bathroom and asked, "What freshman cup?"

Liu Shao waved her hand, took out the toothbrush, and said, "Hey, the basketball game is said to be the freshman cup. In fact, all juniors, juniors and seniors can participate. Most of them are seniors from the physical education institute. I found out that there is no such thing as a general freshman cup." Freshmen dare to participate, but if they go, they will be humiliated.”

"..." Xia Qiao rolled her eyes, "Then what are you doing? Just change the name to Old Youtiao Cup."

"Because there are a lot of bonuses in the Freshman Cup." Liu Shao said with a serious face, "Relax, there are too many things like this in school."

Chen Yu came over, patted Xia Qiao on the shoulder, and said earnestly, "I hope you will perform well when you join the student union, strive to become the president, and punish this kind of behavior in the future."

Xia Qiao bent down: "You are flattering me."

After the three of them packed up, when they went out, they were beaten back by the rain curtain.

Xia Qiao and Liu Zhi went upstairs to get their umbrellas, and when they came down again, there was the dormitory auntie who was talking to Chen Yu standing at the door of the dormitory.

Seeing them coming, Chen Yu waved to them and asked, "Is there any life committee member in our class?"

"No." Xia Qiao said.

"Are you in the same class as him?" Auntie turned to ask them.

Liu Shao nodded: "Yes, Auntie, it's been a month, and you still don't know me?"

"You're the only one who can talk poorly." The aunt gave him a blank look, then looked at Xia Qiao, "Is there no life committee member in your class? Didn't the class teacher get elected?"

"Well, no." Xia Qiao nodded.

Auntie frowned as if in embarrassment, and finally nodded: "The first and second floors belong to your college. Since you don't have a life committee member, I will appoint you."

Xia Qiao: "?"

"From next Monday, we will have to check the bed every day." The aunt said, "It's too much trouble for me to check the seventh floor by myself, so you can take care of the first and second floors."

Xia Qiao reluctantly accepted the important task: "Okay."

Liu Shao leaned over to her aunt, smiling like a beating: "Sister Li, aren't you afraid that everyone in the same class will protect each other?"

"If I find out and cover her up, it will all be on your own head." Auntie pointed at Xia Qiao ferociously.

Xia Qiao pulled away from Liu Shao: "Please stop flirting!"

Liu Shao took the umbrella and handed it to Chen Yu, rubbed against Xia Qiao's umbrella, and sighed: "This job is really troublesome, why not check the girl's bed."

"..." Chen Yu looked at him seriously, "Brother, your thinking is very dangerous."

Xia Qiao simply pushed him under Chen Yu's umbrella: "I don't want to be with old hooligans."

Fighting all the way, it took nearly half an hour to walk from the dormitory to the square.

Wen Zenan had already filled out the membership form, and seeing that they hadn't come, he stood aside and waited.

Next to it was the booth of the dance club. A girl was adjusting the music, and soon, an explosive song began to play.

Five boys rushed out from under the tent, formed up in the only remaining open space, and started dancing to the rhythm.

A girl at the booth shouted with a loudspeaker: "Ghost Step Dance Club is recruiting! Do you want to be the most beautiful scenery on the street? Come and join us!"

Just after shouting here, another horn sounded more than ten meters away: "Dear students, are you interested in music? Do you want to form your own band? Do you want to hold performances on and off campus? Come and join Let's join the music club!"

Soon, the bassist, guitarist, drummer, and keyboardist were all in place, and the lead singer's roar shocked everyone present.

The two parties seemed to be in a tug-of-war of sounds, the music was mixed together, the musicians lost their rhythm, the dancers lost their time, and finally the group of demons danced wildly, coupled with various out-of-key music, directly disturbing a corner of the square Turned upside down.

Wen Zenan only felt that his ears were suffering, so he hurriedly found an exit to escape from the place of right and wrong.

When the three of them reached the west side of the square, they saw Wen Zenan flying out of the two club booths as if fleeing.

When he went out, it hadn't rained heavily, and he didn't bring an umbrella. At this time, he simply wore a sweater hat, covered his ears with his hands and ran in the rain with his head stuffed.

Xia Qiao recognized him and rushed to meet him, covering him under the umbrella.

Wen Zenan bumped his head on his shoulder sullenly, stunned for a moment, looked up and saw that it was him, and then took a breath: "It's you."

"What are you doing?" Xia Qiao helped him pull down the hat, glanced at his already soaked forehead, stretched out his sleeve, and wiped it for him.

"Didn't you hear that magic voice?" Wen Zenan said with a look of indescribable expression, "Whoever arranged those two clubs together really benefited the public."

It was rare to hear a sarcasm from him, and Xia Qiao was amused: "What club?"

"Ghost Step Dance Club and Music Club." Liu Jiao tiptoed to look at it, and said, "The noise is so loud that I can hardly hear what I'm talking about."

Chen Yu was a little taller than Liu Shao, and looked up: "I just saw a few heads dangling around."

"Go to the booth quickly and fill out the form." Wen Zenan said, "There will be more people later."

As soon as he finished speaking, Liu Zhi had already flown out from under Chen Yu's umbrella, shuttling between the booths of various associations.

Chen Yu followed behind him looking for the signboard of the Painting and Calligraphy Club, looking weak and helpless.

Wen Zenan took him around to find the booth of the student union. Xia Qiao raised his eyes and saw Xie Rui sitting at the table.

Xie Rui smiled when she saw him: "Oh, you are here, join our propaganda department."

As he spoke, he handed him an application for membership.

After Xia Qiao finished filling it out, Xie Rui picked it up to take a look, and clicked twice: "Why do you both fill in the organization department?"

Xia Qiao explained with a smile: "We are not as stunning as senior sister, and senior sister has to come to publicize this matter."

"Yo, your mouth is so sweet?" Xie Rui put the watch back with a smile.

After the two walked around the booth of the student union, they were stopped by a girl in a raincoat. She smiled and asked, "Do the two handsome guys have girlfriends?"

Xia Qiao froze for a moment, then shook her head: "No."

The girl looked at Wen Zenan again, who quickly shook her head: "No."

"That's good!" The girl immediately handed a small box in front of the two of them, "Little brother, we are holding a 'Dear I want to tell you' event, write a letter to the person you like or the object of the future. A letter, the whole process is anonymous and not public, are you interested in participating?"

Xia Qiao became interested and asked: "After writing it? Will you send it out?"

"You can choose to let us send it out, or you can choose to store it with us. In short, your identities will not be revealed." The girl explained.

Xia Qiao looked at Wen Zenan: "Do you want to try?"

Wen Zenan saw the expectation in his eyes and nodded: "Come on."

"Thank you, thank you!" The girl smiled until her eyes rolled, "Come and choose your favorite postcard."

Xia Qiao picked a black and white postcard from the box in her hand, while Wen Zenan picked a watercolor hand-painted one.

"Come, come, we have a pen, you sit down and write." The girl greeted the two of them under the tent very graciously.

Xia Qiao put away the umbrella, sat on the stool with Wen Zenan, and took a pen.

A man and a woman were sitting opposite the long table. When they saw someone sitting opposite them, they looked at each other. The girl asked in disbelief, "You two? Could it be the little red men from the Horse Court?"

Xia Qiao looked up at her in confusion.

The girl who gave the postcard asked suspiciously, "What, what did you say, Sister Yu?"

Sister Yu quickly pulled out a photo from her phone: "Look, it's you two, right?"

Xia Qiao took a look, and it was still a group photo of the two of them, which was called a blockbuster in a magazine.

He shrugged and nodded in acknowledgment.

"Wow." The boy next to Sister Yu leaned his head over and said with a smile, "It's really more eye-catching to see a real person, I'm so jealous."

"Why are you jealous!" Sister Yu laughed.

"The same nose, two eyes and one mouth, why is there such a big difference." The boy sighed, touched a small mirror in front of Sister Yu, and looked in the mirror.

Xia Qiao was interrupted by them, and the thoughts she had just thought of just disappeared.

He sneaked a glance at the side. Wen Zenan had already written more than half of it.

The two sat a little far away, and he couldn't see what was written on it when he looked at it this way, so he got closer and asked him, "Who did you write for, and you wrote so much?"

The tone is a little sour.

I only saw the words "My dear, I want to tell you" that girls must write.

Wen Zenan raised his head, saw him looking over, and blocked his sight with his arms calmly: "I'll finish writing soon."

Xia Qiao noticed his movements and asked with a smile, "Why, why don't you show me?"

"Who are you writing to?" Wen Zenan glanced over, blankly, and smiled.

Xia Qiao gritted her teeth, avoided his sight, covered the top of the postcard with one hand, and started to write.

As soon as he finished writing, he threw the postcard into the collection box in front of him.

"This collection box will be given away." Sister Yu reminded him with a blink of an eye, "Did you write to anyone in the end?"

"..." Xia Qiao was taken aback, "I didn't want to send it out."

"Then you should vote in this box." Sister Yu pointed to another box beside him.

Wen Zenan couldn't help laughing: "Regret it? Then let's take it out and vote again."

Didn’t they all see who it was written for?

Xia Qiao hurriedly stopped him from touching the box: "No need, just send it out."

Sister Yu teased him: "A handsome guy like you, who would reject you? Just wait, we deliver letters very efficiently, before the door is closed tonight, the person in your heart will receive the letter."

Xia Qiao: "..."

It doesn't have to be so fast.

When the two came out of the square, Wen Zenan asked him, "Who did you write to?"

Xia Qiao didn't answer his question, but instead asked him, "Which box did you vote for?"

"Send it away." Wen Zenan smiled, "Otherwise why would I write it."

"Oh."

Xia Qiao lowered her head, thinking about the possibility of Wen Zenan recognizing his handwriting.

In the end, he thought, he hadn't written much in the past month, so he definitely wouldn't be able to recognize it.

At eight o'clock in the evening, a guest came to 207.

The boy who was sitting next to Sister Yu at the booth before handed over a stack of postcards with a smile: "You two are worthy of the man of the hour, half of them are written for you two."

Xia Qiao stepped forward to accept the postcard and thanked her with a smile.

After the boy left, Liu Shao smirked at the two of them: "What a coincidence, our dear monitor just went to see the traffic lights, so let us read these love letters for him."

Xia Qiao wanted to say that there was something for him inside, but seeing Liu Shao being so active, he didn't dare to speak.

The three of them sat around together, Liu Zhi spread out a stack of postcards, took one out, and read emotionally: "My dear, I want to say to you: the wind and rain are desolate, the rooster crows and crows, see Gentleman. Yunhu is not easy? The wind and rain are blowing, and the rooster is crowing. Seeing a gentleman, Yunhu does not heal? The wind and rain are dark, and the rooster crows endlessly. Seeing a gentleman, Yunhu is not happy?"

After reading, he asked with a distorted face: "Who wrote this? What is it? Or is it written to...Wen Zenan?"

Chen Yu explained to him: "It probably means that when I see you, I am very happy."

Liu Shao nodded thoughtfully: "It is indeed a secret love."

As soon as the first sentence came out, Xia Qiao knew that the two people did not recognize her handwriting.

He breathed a sigh of relief, and said with a nonchalant face: "It sounds like a cultural person."

Chen Yu nodded: "Still quoting the Book of Songs to confess, who wrote it?"

"I don't know, I didn't write my name." Liu Shao stared at the postcard for a while, then clicked his tongue, "I can't tell who wrote it."

Seeing them continue to smoke other postcards, Xia Qiao let out a sigh of relief.

Before taking a breath, Liu Shao frowned and asked: "Wait a minute, I am very happy to see you, does this mean that this girl can often see the squad leader?"

Xia Qiao: "..."