Warm Burning [Net Matching]

Everyone has things they care about.For example, Shen Yun Pavilion is to Lang Huan, Wen Bowen is to Du Ran, and...

Wen Bowen was a little dazed, but life had to go on as usual.

In the postgraduate student union without Du Ran, Wen Bowen was directly promoted to the minister because he had previously held a position in the undergraduate student union.This time, no one is keeping an eye on him, but Wen Bowen always feels that he is not used to it, as if he lacks a pair of attention eyes. If he is right, he is not as complacent as before, and if he is wrong, he is not as frightened as before.

The numbness seems to have spread to every corner where Du Ran used to exist.Wen Bowen tidied up the things on the table absently, thinking to himself.

Then saw a girl standing in front of him.The girl was wearing a light brown long sweater in autumn, with a pure white shirt collar protruding from the neckline of the sweater.The sleeves are a bit long, covering almost half of the back of the hand.With black and beautiful hair, the eyeliner looks slender and soft when he smiles.

"Are you...?" Wen Bowen looked at the girl with some surprise, searching for the little impression he had of his new classmates that he had only recently built up.

Nanqing University is notoriously late for the start of term.Regardless of the fact that it is already the beginning of October, excluding the week that is missed during the National Day holiday in October, the real time for new students to meet is only two weeks.And for two weeks, for a face-blind person like Wen Bowen... it was too difficult to remember a girl.

"Brother, don't you remember me?" The girl blinked her eyes cutely, as if she was hurt. "I'm the one who accompanied my sister to your club's booth on the day of the Hundred Regiments War..."

As for the radio drama club, because Du Ran went to work in other places, Lang Huan simply ran out of the country, Jiang Yi was studying as a graduate student in another school, and the others were either not qualified enough or too lazy to take care of things. Wen Bowen became the president of the radio drama club.However, unlike Lin Damei's conscientiousness, Du Ran's conscientiousness and responsibility, and Jiang Yi's lively and lively work style, Wen Bowen's work style is--love to take care of things.

However, due to Wen Bowen's delicate and beautiful appearance and his overly calm demeanor that day, there are still many girls, especially those who have studied Danmei's extensive and profound culture.When the girls saw Wen Bowen, they usually murmured in their hearts: "Oh, I'm so small." Then they walked towards the stage of the radio drama club consciously or unconsciously.

Of course, Wen Bowen did not have this self-awareness.

And when the little girls saw the big words "Radio drama club", some eyes lit up - they found an organization.So Xizizi asked to fill in his name on the registration form.After going back and forth, Wen Bowen didn't know where he was, and the people from the tea ceremony club next to him began to bitterly say to the little undergraduate who was helping Wen Bowen: "Oh, let me tell you... why did you borrow President Wen for half an hour?" Like?——Half an hour! Just half an hour! Hey President, don’t run away! Can it be done in a quarter of an hour?!”

Naturally, Wen Bowen quickly used the method of water escape to drink water in the teaching building to avoid the boring hookups of boring people.After he thought everything was calm, he went downstairs and saw that the two girls were still waiting beside his booth.

He frowned and asked the people around him: "Chen Tianhe, what's going on?"

The two girls smiled and said, "You don't have enough registration forms for the club, we are waiting for you."

"Yes, President, the chapter of the club is on you, and there is no sign-up form that the club red stamp student activity center will not give you." Chen Tianhe looked bitter.

It turns out that in order to prevent vicious competition between clubs, each club has a limited number of registration forms during the Hundred Regiments War.The other group leaders got more forms because they had a good relationship with the Student Affairs Center, or because they were very enthusiastic about this business, so they could get more forms or simply copy the forms themselves, and the student department just passed by with a blind eye.

But it seems that the president of the most popular club this year does not have this habit of pulling people.

You must know that the social fee for a student is at least 30 yuan.A little higher is 50 yuan, and some students use this money to become leaders of club activities.This is what Wen Bowen doesn't know.

Wen Bowen thought it was troublesome to deal with people, so he simply didn't follow those side ways.

He thought for a while, and saw that today's task was almost completed, and it was probably time for dinner.He simply said to the two girls: "Come with me, and fill out the form directly at the Student Activity Center, and I'm just going to fill out the form."

Chen Tianhe was chatting happily with these two girls just now, so he was naturally unwilling to reconcile, and said while jumping up and down: "President, I will go, I will go, I will do it."

Wen Bowen raised his eyebrows and stared at him: "Heaven."

"Zha!" Chen Tianhe Xin said at this time, if you want me to go, I will call you Lafayette.

Wen Bowen said softly: "Do you have a chapter?" He took out a small box from his pocket and shook it with a smile.

Chen Tianhe put down his flags and drums, and climbed up on the booth to make a gesture.Wen Bowen patted Chen Tianhe's hairy head.

At this time, a bright light appeared in the eyes of one of the two girls beside him, and he laughed three times in his heart: My rotten girl radar is really not covered, how much the aura of this kind of queen needs an attack!

And when Wen Bowen got acquainted with her, all kinds of IQ were exposed. The girl remembered that when she evaluated Wen Bowen's first attribute back then, she only had the desire to hit the wall and wear glasses.

In short, Wen Bowen took the two girls all the way to the student activity center in a very bluffing manner. Wen Bowen stamped a sheet, and after taking two new forms, the two girls filled them out and handed them to him. A pile of registration forms were handed in together.Then he turned around and walked to the open-air scene of the Hundred Regiments Battle. Seeing Chen Tian and his little classmates still lying on the table with an aggrieved expression sworn to die with the table, he slapped his ass.

"039-561xxxx. 039-378xxxx. The first one is the dormitory number of the girl with short hair and glasses. The second one is the phone number of the long-haired girl with a little peace dove on her neckline. Brother can only help you here."

Chen Tianhe jumped up like a chicken blood: "Oh, my dear president of Wenzhou University, the hope of the Chinese community, the mother of the club family..."

Wen Bowen couldn't bear it anymore and punched Chen Tianhe on the table again: "I'm so poor, pack up quickly."

Chen Tianhe wiped his face, glanced at the smiling classmates from the same club around him, and began to tear down the banner with peace of mind.

And not far away, the two female classmates who had just been taken by Wen Bowen to fill out the form were also watching from afar.The long-haired girl is quite sweet. At this time, she clenched her hands into fists on her chest, with a dreamy expression on her face: "Sister, look, is it the perfect combination of Queen Shou and loyal dog Gong?"

The short-haired girl moved her eyes from the phone to the crowd, took a look, and glanced coldly at the cousin covered in pink bubbles: "First, they are not a couple. The boy who is the president has an ring, and the boy he called Chen Tianhe didn't have a ring in his hand."

The short-haired girl pushed her glasses: "Second, from the beginning to the end of our observation, he never answered a call or sent a text message, and he didn't even take out his mobile phone. If he has a lover, then he must He cannot be contacted. In summary, the above pairing is not established, and it is even very likely that he is... single."

The long-haired girl was a little wilted.

The short-haired girl patted the long-haired shoulder: "But the good news is that he might really be gay."

"Why?" The long hair opened a pair of round eyes.

The short-haired man clenched a fist with one hand and put it near his mouth to cough dryly: "A woman's intuition."

Long hair: ...

The long-haired girl's name is Zhang Yiran, and she is a young girl who has just joined the Fumen.It is said that if you are rotten for a long time, you will be rotten for a long time, and there is an old saying that once you enter the rotten door, it is as deep as the sea, and you will be a passerby from then on.No matter how pure the little girl is, she has the urge to watch people with homosexual tendencies in reality.Besides, Wen Bowen's looks are quite good, yy he is a recipient, and certain factors in the minds of many girls have been activated.

It turned out that some things that were silently hiding under the covers and secretly hiding in the hard drive seemed to have found a projection point in reality, so that Chen Tianhe scratched his head when he was counting the list, wondering: Could it be my charm? too big?This year so many girls will sign up for the radio drama club.

Zhang Yiran is a freshman who has just been admitted to Nanqing University this year. For a freshman, facing a whole school of seniors and seniors seems a little courageous.Zhang Yiran deliberately checked the duty schedule form of the school club, confirmed Wen Bowen's schedule time, and came to Wen Bowen at the end of the stuck time.

The short-haired girl is Zhang Yiran's cousin, and she is now a senior student. Naturally, she doesn't have much time to take care of her sister's strange little hobbies. It's easy to hide it from her—because she, like Wen Bowen, is too lazy to care about it.

So today, Zhang Yiran stood in front of Wen Bowen a little boldly and shyly, wearing a long light brown sweater in autumn, with smooth hair and slender fingers, she blinked her eyes and looked up and told Wen Bowen: "Brother, I'm lost." gone."

Another classmate who was on duty at the side spat out a mouthful of water.I thought to myself that this president has a lot of good luck this year.Then he quickly entered the invisible state, packed up his things, said hello and left so as not to hurt his boyish heart.

Wen Bowen was taken aback, and looked Zhang Yiran up and down: "...lost to the student activity center?"

"No, no, no." Zhang Yiran hurriedly explained, "I couldn't find my way at the scene of the Hundred Regiments Battle, and I still remembered the way my brother took us before... my sister was in class and couldn't pick me up. Brother, just tell me how to get to the conference center."

Zhang Yiran pretended to wipe off the sweat that came out of her hair in this beautiful October, and complained in her heart, I will sacrifice my innocence for the magnificent career of danmei, God of danmei, you must bless me to realize my wish!

Wen Bowen was just curious, but he didn't know what the purpose of the girl in front of him was.If someone who is more narcissistic comes over, he probably wants to think about whether the girl wants to hook him up, but Wen Bowen's thinking is relatively straight-line, and he simply thinks that when he meets a road idiot, he has a heart of compassion, so he immediately grabs someone around him. A simplified version of the map was drawn on a piece of blank paper.

However, Zhang Yiran held the piece of paper pitifully: "Brother, it's too far away, I can't remember..."

Wen Bowen helped his forehead.Then he said: "It just so happens that I'm off duty and I'm fine. I'll take you there."