Frank and strict

"Isn't it just online dating?" Yang Juan asked straightforwardly.

He Lang said nonsense without changing his face: "Online dating is not limited to games."

"You didn't say you still want to call." Yang Juan said in a serious tone.

He Lang was taken aback, realized that what he said might be ambiguous, and explained: "Don't worry, I won't answer the call. If you accidentally get picked up by me, you can hang up immediately."

"You can directly set the ringtone of the incoming call as an alarm clock." Yang Juan suggested quite straightforwardly.

"That's different..." He Lang said.

"What's the difference?" Yang Juan asked.

"Because..." He Lang laughed softly, "The person who called me was none other than Xiao Yang." He also changed into a slightly serious tone, "Is it okay? Xiao Yang..."

"Okay..." Yang Juan replied softly, after thinking about it, he added emphasis, "But you don't want to answer it. If you do, I won't talk."

He Lang responded quickly: "No problem..."

Blast away the group of onlookers in the gang, and they went to Yuelao to receive the reward.

The system prompts that all rewards will be issued on weekends, and He Lang proposes to take him to the business.

Yang Juan hesitated for two seconds, and refused aloud: "There is an exam tomorrow, so I have to go to bed early today."

Although there was no final exam in the second year of research, he was always thinking about the fact that He Lang was going to take the exam, and he didn't forget that the other party once said in a text message that he was a person who would receive a scholarship every year.

He Lang agreed, and made an appointment with him to go online tomorrow night: "What time will you be online tomorrow?"

Yang Juan immediately disagreed and said, "It's best not to play games during the exam week."

He Lang: "..."

"My grades are very good." He hinted at Yang Juan.

"The competition for scholarships in University A is very fierce every year. You have to study hard." Yang Juan frowned slightly, "Don't go to the Internet cafe for the time being, can you ask the boss for a few days off?"

He Lang: "..."

"Yes..." His expression was complicated and delicate, "Does the lamb also need to review?"

Yang Juan played his role conscientiously, "I want..."

"Then don't play the game for now." He Lang made a final decision, "From tomorrow night, we will supervise each other's review on QQ."

Yang Juan showed a dazed expression.

"Tomorrow afternoon at 06:30, I will wait for you on QQ." Without giving him a chance to think or hesitate, the other party asked intimately, "Is there time for dinner? Do you need me to postpone the time?"

Yang Juan replied subconsciously: "It's too late..."

"Then 06:30..." He Lang was very satisfied with this, "Don't be late..."

Yang Juan opened his mouth, and finally replied dryly: "Okay..."

Worried that he would oversleep, Yang Juan specially set five alarms on his phone.

He didn't know if he was pretending to be something in his heart, or what was going on, but before the alarm clock rang the next morning, he opened his eyes with a clear mind.

The degree of punctuality of the biological clock is no less than participating in the spring outing organized by the school in elementary school.

He got out of bed with his mobile phone to brush his teeth, and when he stood in front of the mirror in the bathroom, his face was clearly calm.

When I heard the first alarm ringing, my heart became uneasy following the ringing.

Yang Juan cut off the alarm, and nervously found out He Lang's phone number.

The moment he pressed his finger down, he couldn't help holding his breath.

After a short period of silence, a short beep sounded from the phone waiting for the other party to answer. Yang Juan subconsciously held the phone tighter, and his breathing became slightly rapid.

The phone beeped five times, and the call was hung up from there.

Thoughts slowly came back from the blank brain, Yang Juan slowly let go of the five fingers holding the phone, and the palm close to the fuselage was already overflowing with moisture.

He raised his head, and when he glanced at himself in the mirror from the corner of his eye, he found a slight flush on his face.

Attributing the reason to being too nervous, Yang Juan looked down at his phone with a black screen.

The mobile phone held in the palm suddenly vibrated without warning, and Yang Juan threw the mobile phone out in a panic——

Zhuo Lan, who was yawning to go to the bathroom, caught it in a hurry, and the prompt and content of the new text message jumped out on the lit screen.

"What are you doing standing here so early in the morning? You're out of your mind..." Zhuo Lan raised his hand naturally and rubbed his curly hair.

Yang Juan stood there with lingering fear, not knowing how to answer.

Zhuo Lan didn't pay too much attention to it, and when he handed out the phone to him, he briefly glanced at the screen twice.

The sender is a string of mobile phone numbers without any notes.

Seeing the contents of the text message, Zhuo Lan immediately became amused, "Juanjuan, when did you fall in love? Is she a primary school girl from our school? Is she pretty? Do you have any photos?"

Yang Juan took the phone and retorted: "I'm not in a relationship..."

Zhuo Lan stroked her chin and thought about it, and finally concluded in a firm tone: "That means it's still in the ambiguous period."

Yang Juan's eyes flickered and said: "No..."

Zhuo Lan smiled narrowly, didn't ask any more questions, and pushed him out of the bathroom, "All right, all right, if you say no, then let me go to the bathroom first."

Yang Juan walked into the bedroom with his mobile phone buried in his head.

He didn't stop until he heard the sound of the bathroom door closing, unlocked the phone and entered the inbox.

There are only two concise words in the text message——

Good morning……

Yang Juan lowered his head and couldn't help pursing his lips into a smile.

After laughing, he noticed something, and quickly retracted the curvature of his mouth.

Good morning……

Standing in the middle of the dormitory with his curly hair messed up, he typed his reply seriously.

When the time came at 06:30, he turned on the lamp on the desk and logged into the QQ account with his mobile phone.

He Lang is already online, and his name has been changed back to a large game id.The first time his profile picture lit up, he sent a message.

Wolf Walk: Have you eaten yet?

Wool Roll: I ate it.

Wolf Walk: What did you have for dinner?

Wool Roll: Steamed eggs and fried meat with green peppers.

He Lang discovered that he really liked steamed eggs.

A girl who loves steamed eggs must be a cute girl, he firmly believes in this.

The conversation between the two came to a standstill for a short while, Yang Juan thought about it, and asked him.

Wool Roll: Have you eaten yet?

He Lang was a little surprised, a smile gradually appeared on his face.

Wolf line: eat.

Wool Roll: What kind of food did you eat?

Wolf line: Stir-fried beef with coriander.

Wolf walk: Do lambs eat parsley?

Yang Juan frowned slightly.

Wool Roll: I don't eat cilantro.

Wolf Walk: You can try it next time.

Wool Roll: Oh.

Wolf Walk: Is it convenient to turn on the voice to speak?

Yang Juan cautiously refused.

Wool Roll: Not very convenient, the roommate is sleeping.

Wolf Walk: Is it convenient to start the video?

Yang Juan's fingers trembled in fright, and he typed one more word.

Wool Roll: Not inconvenient.

After sending it out, I found out that the other party still had the second half of the sentence unfinished.

Wolf Walk: Just point the camera at the desk.

Wool Roll: Not very convenient either.

Wolf Walk: Then can I start the video?

Wool Roll: ?

Wolf line: only open my side, you turn off the camera and microphone.

Yang Juan's first reaction was no.

Before turning off the camera, the other party can still see his side.

However, putting aside this thought, Yang Juan was a little moved for some reason.

He wanted to see what He Lang looked like.

After hesitating for a while, Yang Juan confirmed with him again.

Wool Roll: I don't turn on the camera or the microphone.

Wolf line: Yes.

Yang Juan bowed his head and typed——

Before I could finish typing, the screen suddenly popped up an interface where the video was waiting to be connected.

He frantically put the phone back up, confirmed that the camera could only capture the clean ceiling, and connected the video with his mouth clenched.

The pictures of both sides appeared at the same time. Yang Juan tried his best to lean back his upper body, and carefully reached out to turn off the microphone and camera.

The next second, the other party's familiar voice came from the phone: "Xiao Yang, can you see it?"

Yang Juan put his phone back up and leaned against his water glass.

After zooming in on the other party's picture, the desk in the other party's dormitory and the professional textbooks spread out on the table appeared on the screen, but no imaginary human face appeared.

Feeling a little disappointed in his heart, he answered truthfully.

Roll of Wool: Only the desk was seen.

He Lang smiled and replied: "You don't even want to show me the desk, so I can only show you the desk."

Yang Juan felt a little guilty in his heart, and he was too embarrassed to speak again, asking him for other requests.

He Lang got up to get something from the bookshelf, and the clothes he was wearing flashed across the screen.

Yang Juan was taken aback for a moment, and recognized that it was the coat he had sent over.

Wool Roll: Isn’t it hot to wear this in summer?

He Lang sat back in his chair and threw a pen and a draft on the book.

"It's not hot..." He replied unhurriedly, "The air conditioner is turned on in the dormitory."

Seeing him holding a pen, Yang Juan seemed to be about to start reviewing, so he also took a vocabulary book from the bookshelf to memorize.

The book just opened a page, and from the corner of my eyes, I saw the other party put both hands on the desk.

His sleeves on both sides were rolled up to the elbows, exposing his strong forearms.The fingers holding the pen are even more well-articulated, beautiful and slender, but it can be clearly seen that they are the skeletons that only grown men have.

Yang Juan's gaze on the vocabulary book involuntarily fixed on the video screen.

In the video, He Lang is already holding a pen and starting to write.

When the other party wrote the pen, the strokes were smooth and coherent, and the font that fell on the draft book was strong and majestic, and it was a beautiful cursive font.

Yang Juan has had a crush on people with good handwriting since he was a child.

He stared at the picture of He Lang writing.

After watching it for a long time, I forgot to recite my own words.

When he saw the end, his face turned slightly red involuntarily.

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