Beauty said she had a crush on me

A whistle blew, quickly overwhelmed by loud cheers, and the rest of the Law School ran to hug their teammates on the field.The School of Materials is too weak, and the score of 5-0 in this game is ugly.However, several goals of the law school were too wonderful, and the crowd applauded vigorously and did not leave for a long time.

A beautiful girl rushed into the court from the side of the court and flew into the arms of a boy from the law school basketball team. The boy's strong arms firmly caught the girl, and the girl gave her hero a kiss, which landed on the boy's nose.

Looking at this scene, Zhuang Lu thought it was very beautiful. She applauded again as if she had taken a stimulant. That boy is the forward of the law school, the most dazzling sun in this game.

Zhuang Lu only focused on looking at the young couple, and when she withdrew her kind gaze, Wen Zhuo was already surrounded by a group of girls.

Seeing this scene, Wu Nianxi, as Zhuang Lu's friend, naturally expressed dissatisfaction in his tone. "It's too popular, this Yingying Yanyan is really lively."

Zhuang Lu smiled indifferently and said, "That's right. He's handsome, nice, and he's a great kicker."

Wu Nianxi rolled his eyes from wet eyes.

"Hey." Zhuang Lu grinned and smiled again, like coaxing a child. "Are you hungry? Going to eat?"

Wu Nianxi glanced at Wen Zhuo who was surrounded by the crowd, and at Zhuang Lu who was looking at her intently, and sighed for some reason. "Let's go, I want to eat pancakes."

The two left the noisy crowd, Zhuang Lu held Wu Nianxi with one hand, and took out her mobile phone with the other to send Wen Zhuo a text message - the senior kicked really well!

"Why?" Wu Nianxi asked.

"Praise the senior. By the way, the school committee, I don't have a partner for the contemporary literature class, but I have already done it myself. Isn't it our turn in the next class? If there is no one, you can wait for me." .”

Wu Nianxi frowned. "Why didn't you say it earlier, I can drag you to our group, how tired you are alone."

Zhuang Lu smiled. "What a big deal."

When the two walked to Falling Street, Wu Nianxi didn't want to eat pancakes anymore, and the pancakes were not low in calories, so she hesitated.

Zhuang Lu didn't think of this at all. As soon as she heard that the beauty didn't want to eat pancakes, she hugged the beauty and went to her favorite noodle shop.

It was a small noodle shop. Wu Nianxi looked at the small shop curiously. It looked old and quite old. There were only four wooden tables in the somewhat dark interior, and there was no need to take a number. A half-grown boy Wearing a school uniform and holding two porcelain sea bowls to Zhuang

As soon as Lu and Wu Nianxi were put in front of them, they left without smiling.

Wu Nianxi handed Zhuang Lu the chopsticks that had been rinsed with hot water. "Do you come here often? Is it your favorite?"

"This is a time-honored restaurant, and the taste is very authentic."

Zhuang Lu had been drinking all the noodle soup before she couldn't help belching. "It's still delicious! How is it? Isn't it delicious?"

Before Wu Nianxi finished eating, she gave Zhuang Lu a tissue.

"I think this is the best noodle I've ever eaten so far." Zhuang Lu pouted and thought about it.

Wu Nianxi thought about it seriously while eating the noodles, "It should be the sixth among the noodles I have eaten."

"Ah?" Zhuang Lu said incredulously, "What's in front?"

"Shanxi's sliced ​​noodles, Yangchun noodles, Henan stewed noodles, Wuhan's hot dry noodles, Beijing miscellaneous sauce noodles."

Zhuang Lu's eyes lit up, "It sounds delicious!"

Seeing Zhuang Lu's face lost in reverie, Wu Nianxi couldn't help laughing.

Zhuang Lu watched Wu Nianxi eating noodles gracefully without letting the place get cold, she said like a few treasures: "I am from the south, let's talk about this egg cake, it is also different in Jinzhou City, the first-grade egg cake of Sanqianyuan The crispy taste is crispy and loose, with a strong egg flavor, neither sweet nor light, just not greasy. It is the best so far in my opinion. The first-grade meringue of Jiahua Hotel has a hard taste, but the color of the shape is beautiful, and the taste is average. The East Lake Hotel’s first-class meringue can be regarded as the second. It is sweeter, but this kind of sweetness is very gentle and sweet, and does not seize the delicate feeling of the egg. And the brown sugar mochi, the most authentic ancient method is still Sanqianyuan, I love Sanqianyuan so much, but the consumption is a bit high. The most innovative is a small restaurant near Fuyuan Road in Beichuan District. It should also use brown sugar, but it should be put peanut butter, sprinkled with hazelnuts, mochi The glutinous rice cakes are too soft but not greasy at all, and the taste is very good. Mochi is a traditional famous snack in Zhejiang, southern Fujian, and Jiangxi. You must have never eaten it, right?"

Wu Nianxi's eyes lit up, "I've eaten it. It was done once in the cafeteria for the first time, but it was a bit sticky."

"Ah? When? I've never eaten brown sugar mochi from Beijing University." Zhuang Lu was heartbroken. "I call myself the master of brown sugar mochi!"

Wu Nianxi was amused by Zhuang Lu again, the corners of his eyes were crooked when he smiled, and his already beautiful facial features suddenly became soft and outrageous.

After dinner, Wu Nianxi insisted on holding Zhuang Lu's hand in the Cultural Square while the sun was still bright in the west in winter, which is known as a walk.

With sharp eyes, Zhuang Lu saw Wen

Zhuo was wearing a cool leather jacket and was walking towards Depraved Street with a group of boys from the law school football team.Too far away, Zhuang Lu didn't shout, just took out her phone silently, but she didn't find Wen Zhuo's reply, the empty text message interface, and the empty praise.

"Zhuang Zhuang, how about I call you Zhuang Zhuang?" Wu Nianxi asked with a smile.

Zhuang Lu put the phone back into her pocket, Ben's frowning brows saw Wu Nianxi's gentle and soft face gradually stretched, and she was in a great mood.

"Whatever you want." She still had that carefree spirit.

"Zhuangzhuang!" Wu Nianxi called out sweetly as if he had obtained a secret key.

Wu Nianxi is the first female friend in Zhuang Lu's life, and she doesn't know how to express it. She can only follow Wu Nianxi in every possible way. She does whatever she asks, listens to what she says, and expresses her opinions from time to time. The two girls Ben is a liberal arts student, so the conversation will naturally not be about biochemistry, it should be about a writer's work.

Wu Nianxi especially loves the Book of Songs, and also prefers poetry, and the current Qing Ci class is the most suitable for her appetite, and she recites it like an aria——Scholar's Desperation, it can still be said.Women's procrastination can't be said.

Zhuang Lu thought about it for a while, and then remembered that this is a sentence in the Book of Songs "Mang", which is to persuade women who are addicted to love. This has a certain overlap with her homework after class in contemporary literature. The women who write the same, but one is love , one is life.

She squeezed Wu Nianxi's hand slightly, watched Wu Nianxi's eyes, and said in an inexplicably soft voice: "Contemporary literature class, the work I want to share is "The Woman in the Mirror", which contains a passage similar to this There's a slight resemblance."

"I haven't read this one."

"I remember, I read it to you."

Zhuang Lu recited some verses in her heart with an unprecedented tone, as if a feather gently pressed the environment around the two until it smashed everything into pieces and kneaded it in the fallen leaves.

"--as if

The woman in the mirror once wore clothes from the time of the Book of Songs

Make an appointment with him on the low wall of his house

They said a lot of love stories

Do next

Three to five moves

They swear that its content is mainly

A man wants a woman to wait at ease

He must be headed straight to the door

marry.and the fact

As you can see

The woman's body swelling is becoming more and more unconcealable

Throw yourself into the Yuzhu River

At that time, the moon is white and the wind is clear

Can't hear Jujiu Pass

I can hear the passing water rolling like her tears

her wail"