crush again

Posing is not torture.Compared with the following content, Cheng Zheng is willing to pose for a lifetime.

When walking square steps, Chu Zhongxiao wore stiletto sandals and a long skirt hanging down his calves, but his movements were far more agile and flexible than her.Cheng Zheng desperately repeated the footwork she had taught four or five times in her heart: "Back to the right first, then turn to the right and kick up first, turn to the left first, then turn to the right and kick up... Oh, I'm sorry."

Chu Zhongxiao didn't speak, his self-cultivation was excellent, but the muscles in the corners of his eyes twitched.

He couldn't count how many times Cheng Zheng stepped on her, and every time he stepped on her, he panicked, and now he was almost insane.She really wanted to say, "Let me go, I'm mentally retarded", but she dared not speak. Chu Zhongxiao's teaching philosophy probably came from Confucius, "There is no distinction between teaching and learning."

After the training was over, Huo Yang and a group of cadres from the Ministry of Literature and Art sent off the Western Etiquette Club, and when they came back, they grabbed Cheng Zheng, "Did you mess with her?"

"Oh." Cheng Zheng said sadly, "Two days ago, she caught me delivering breakfast."

Huo Yang thought this verb was incredible, "Catch?"

"I always open the door a crack, only stretch my arms in, quietly hang the breakfast on the doorknob, and withdraw immediately. It was the first time I delivered it, but she didn't notice it, but the last time I just put my hand in, she was caught Got it."

He imagined it for a while, and found it very visual.

"She pulled me in directly and asked me if you asked me to deliver it. I...I said yes. She tore off the post-it note from the plastic bag and asked me who wrote it. I said I wrote it. She just smiled at me, oh my god, that creepy person, she said good words, and said that I would save breakfast."

Cheng Zheng waved his hand, "No, no, it's scary. Today I was crushed by her aura ten thousand times."

"...You were instigated just like that?" Huo Yang said, "Scumbag, cheat my feelings."

"This is not a joke." Cheng Zheng took out his phone, opened Weibo, lowered his head and called up an account homepage, and then put the screen in front of him.Huo Yang leaned over and saw that it was called "Heavenly King Gaidihu". The homepage was a very popular Weibo, with a picture showing a boy being beaten on the ground.

The content is just two words: "Wash your mouth."

Huo Yang gave her a strange look, "Who is this?"

Cheng Zheng: "See for yourself."

He took the phone and flipped through it.

Yesterday afternoon, this blogger posted three Weibo posts in succession.

"If you're so powerful, why don't you tie a rocket to your body, and just fly into the sky."

"The portrait right is fresh, why should I delete it because of my ability?"

"Meet a fool."

Further down are his other microblogs, most of which are forwarded jokes, news and various pictures, but the swear words mixed in from time to time make people look uncomfortable.Occasionally post selfies with hot eyes, and the words are a bit like an Internet celebrity.

Huo Yang glanced at the number of his fans, four hundred.

"What the hell?" he thought to himself, and scrolled down a paragraph, but found nothing, "I can see that this person is mentally retarded."

Cheng Zheng took it over and opened something else.When Huo Yang looked at it again, he found that it was a certain Weibo of the official blog of University A Business School. The time was during military training. Looking at the words, it seemed to be a forwarded video of Chu Zhongxiao dancing.

"Heavenly King Gedihu: The original content has been deleted by the author."

Huo Yang snatched the phone, and opened the Weibo of "Heavenly King Gedihu".

The first Weibo post was posted there arrogantly, and only then did he realize that it was posted last night.Click on the accompanying picture, and if you look closely, you can see a vague shadow on the left side, with a sharp face, and the skin is white and shiny in the dim light, like a tall girl.

He looked up sharply.

The two looked at each other for a long time, one was terrified, the other was sad.

"Damn it," Huo Yang murmured, "this is a proposition..."

"Are you saying I'm going to deliver breakfast? I'm really afraid of being beaten."

Huo Yang was still thinking about the word "wash your mouth", and unconsciously stuffed the phone into his pocket.Then he was snatched back by Cheng Zheng, "My phone."

"Oh, sorry." He reacted and scratched his hair, "I...don't know either."

Cheng Zheng looked at him, "Aren't you an old driver, the girls you have chased are not worth [-] but [-]?"

The girl you chased?

Huo Yang's love history began in the fifth grade of elementary school.His deskmate was a little girl with brown hair. He pulled her braids all day long and called her a yellow-haired girl, and every time he was beaten on the head and face.Elementary school girls are stronger. He was almost beaten and cried a few times, but he still provoked others the next day.

In the second day of junior high school, a social elder sister snatched the microphone used by the chairman of the student union to conduct morning exercises, roared and published a confession that has been passed down through the ages, and he was shocked on the spot.

Not long after, she was forced to transfer to another school by her parents, and she could no longer force Huo Yang to do this and that every day.

The social sister is in a foreign country, and she is her boyfriend, so she came back several times to meet him.The relationship between the two broke down in the third year of junior high school. When the social sister saw Huo Yang chatting and laughing with her deskmate at the school gate, she became angry from the heart, rushed up and slapped him, and made a big fuss at the school gate.It was completely broken after that.

In high school, despite the intense study, Huo Yang still found time to play online games, have group fights, drink all night, and date two girlfriends.One cheated, and the other went abroad, and it was not salty or not.

At this moment, he thought about the girls he had dated with and had a brief crush on. They were all good-looking, but they were all the same.Some are lively and funny, gentle and honest, and some are short-tempered, and you will never look back if you look for one.

But they are all different from Chu Zhongxiao.

He had never seen such a person, and it seemed that he was born to surprise others.

Always at ease, as if he doesn't care about anything, and seems to have a crazy energy to ignore it.She is suitable for a solo dance like during military training, where everyone is watching, but she is all herself.

"Chu Zhongxiao looks like the kind of person who is very serious and very defensive." Cheng Zheng thought for a while and said, "It will take a long time for you to catch up with her. If you want to get close to her, you can't Using the way she resists... Well, I actually somehow feel that as long as you try to get close to her, she will definitely resist, and the reaction may be quite violent."

Huo Yang rubbed his nose, "Is there going to be a lot of trouble?"

Cheng Zheng is very honest: "Although you have touched a lot, but believe me, this is just the beginning."

After that, he didn't speak any more, and he was quiet all the way, not knowing what to think about.

The two walked side by side to the teaching building, and Cheng Zheng heard him say: "Starting tomorrow, you don't have to deliver breakfast."

She blinked in amazement, "Are you giving up?"

"Get out." Huo Yang glanced at her, "I want to give up these time-consuming and useless little tricks, and hold back my big tricks."

"What big move?"

"Guess." After Huo Yang finished speaking, he stepped up the steps in three steps and two steps, and entered the teaching building without looking back.

Cheng Zheng, who has always regarded himself as a dog-headed army teacher, did not expect that he would be used up and thrown aside. For a while, he stood there with his eyes wide open, watching him leave.The bastard's back silently told her that there was no need to chase.

... People are going to risk their lives to chase the goddess.

Once May is over, it will be June.

For the hard-working student union and the cadres of the Youth League Committee, the only difference is that they are hotter, more tired, and more annoying.And the college entrance examination is just around the corner, and there are tens of millions of idiots who think they are about to be liberated.

The Ministry of Literature and Art had just finished the music festival and couldn't even breathe, so it plunged into the huge pit of the freshman dance.

In the past, the dance party was held in the hotel, but this time the school leader suddenly said that it would cost too much money to hold an event outside the school, and it would be unsafe--students from other places must have to go back to the dormitory after the dance party, and it is inconvenient anyway if the distance is too far.

But there is no place in the school that can hold a dance.

For one thing, the dance venue needs to be equipped with food, sound, rostrum, dressing room, etc., and the bathroom should be large enough.Secondly, it is indeed convenient to hold it on campus, and it will also attract more people to participate.The Ministry of Literature and Art estimated the number of people this time based on the proportion of participants in previous years, and suddenly felt crazy.

The business school is rich, but there are few people, so there is no big venue.The art activity center only has an auditorium and a concert hall, and there are classrooms of various sizes for club activities and classes.

Huo Yang suggested at the beginning that the indoor gymnasium can be used, which is big enough and empty.But when they went there, they found that the venue was quite difficult to arrange, the audio equipment and the DJ they were going to invite could not pull the wires, and the ground was not suitable for dancing.

The deputy department suggested: "Why don't we co-organize it with Jianyuan this year? They have a big factory."

The minister immediately sprayed him, not even caring about being cute, "Get lost! Can we still have a dance partner when the man from Jianyuan comes?"

Everyone was helpless, "What should I do then? Please tell me, and wait for your conclusion."

The minister said succinctly: "International Exchange Center, multi-functional hall."

As soon as this remark came out, everyone was shocked, and they frantically wrote "Fuck", "I want to live for a few more years", "Boss, you are already in your junior year, if you are resigned at this time, you will not be able to get the qualification for insurance research I'm done"...and so on.

The minister insisted, "Only here can go."

International Exchange Center, what is that place?

This building is not a teaching building for international students as it literally means, but the MBA teaching building and administrative building of University A, where ordinary graduate students cannot go.Since University A is a top-notch university, the business school is also one of the earliest business administration schools in China. The MBAs here are all well-known entrepreneurs, at least at the CEO level of a company.

These industry bosses want to hold events and socialize, the school wants to hold academic seminars with other world-renowned universities, and receive various world celebrities... They usually do it in this building.

Who would promise to throw a dance party to a group of first-year undergraduates?

Although everyone was scared to death, and the deputy department, who is usually vigorous and vigorous, couldn't help showing timidity, but these did not constitute a hindrance.The director of the Ministry of Literature and Art, such a cruel sissy and upright gay guy, spent two hours typing up the manuscript, and killed him to the International Exchange Center the next day.

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Recently, I have been writing and posting now, and I can't bear to look back...

Double update should be possible today ~ wait for me in the afternoon