Superficially reserved

"Do you know when the semester is off?"

"do not know."

"I hope I can talk about this meeting so that I can buy tickets in advance..."

The huge conference hall was full of people, and people kept coming in from outside.

The counselors were busy maintaining order and counting the number of people. The students already seated were whispering and guessing the content of the meeting.

Zhou Ding rested his chin on one hand and played with his mobile phone boredly.

Because of his height, he voluntarily sat in the last row by the window, and took a seat for his friend by the way.

But the meeting was about to start, and the friend hadn't come yet, and he never responded to the text messages he sent, so he put the mineral water bottle used to occupy the seat back on the table.

Many students who came late were looking around to find a seat, so after the mineral water bottle was taken away, someone sat down.

Zhou Ding didn't care who was sitting next to him, he didn't raise his head, and continued playing with his mobile phone.

After a while, the hall fell silent and the meeting officially began.

After only listening to a few sentences, Zhou Ding closed his eyes in a lack of interest.

The school leader's speech became the best lullaby at this moment. After 10 minutes, his breathing became more and more gentle, and he was about to enter a light sleep state. His ears seemed to be covered with a film, which gradually blocked the rustling sounds. .

"Uh-"

Suddenly, a high-pitched moan sounded!

Zhou Ding woke up instantly, and glanced towards the direction of the sound—it was to his left!

However, the classmate sitting on his left sat well and was writing something in his notebook with his head down, without making any strange noises.The people around looked at the podium, and those who were dozing off did not seem to hear the sudden sound.

Zhou Ding frowned and looked away.

He suspected that he was hallucinating.

But how could he hear that voice?That voice is clearly...

It's calling for bed.

He couldn't hear it wrong, it was the sound of bed calling.

It was sticky and hoarse, and it was still a male voice.

Although it only yelled once and then it disappeared, but that yell was very clear, enough for him to understand.

Frowning became tighter and tighter, Zhou Ding took out his mobile phone and sent a message to the coach of their basketball club.

——[Coach, I suggest adding a social rule: Watching movies in the basketball club is prohibited. 】

He felt that he must have been influenced by the players in the basketball club.

As the president of the school basketball club, Zhou Ding is not strict with the management of the players.

As long as the state of the game is guaranteed, then everything else is easy to talk about.After all, they are all college students, so they know what they can do and what they can't do, and it's not good to talk too much.

Therefore, he never said much about the behavior of some players watching movies in the locker room.

Even sometimes after the game, when the body and brain are extremely excited, a few big boys sit around and chat, some people can't help talking about sex-this is normal, around [-] Boys are just full-blooded, curious about the opposite sex, and curious about sex.

Although he doesn't like to talk about these things, he doesn't want to spoil everyone's fun, and just listens casually from the sidelines.

But who knew that accidents would happen if you listened casually?

Zhou Ding frowned and rubbed his ears.

Suddenly, his hands stopped, as if thinking of something, he looked to his left again.

The classmate sitting on his left was wearing an off-white down jacket. The thick collar was turned up, covering half of his face. The exposed skin was whiter than the clothes, and his curly hair was as dense as seaweed. The color is as dark as ink.

Zhou Ding failed to recognize it just now, but now he has realized it.

The opponent is Xia Yu.

He didn't have much contact with Xia Yu, and he didn't know each other, but he had heard this name too many times.

Especially a member of their team, whenever he sees or someone mentions Xia Yu, he can't help mumbling - because his crush likes Xia Yu.The more times he listened to it, the more he was impressed with Xia Yu.

Thinking of this, Zhou Ding cast his eyes on Xia Yu's hand holding the pen.

The heating was turned on in the hall, and some people took off their coats, but Xia Yu not only dressed neatly, but also wore a pair of black woolen gloves, with a little transparent plastic wrap-like plastic on the edges of the gloves.

Zhou Ding knew that there was a pair of disposable gloves inside the fleece gloves, and inside the disposable gloves was a thick layer of hand cream.

The team member also said this, and said it many times, complaining about Xia Yu, saying that as a boy, he is more delicate than a girl. Hand cream, and I don't know why Song Ting fell in love with such a girly boy—these are the exact words of the team member.

Zhou Ding didn't feel anything when he heard it, but he was a little surprised when he actually saw it.

He has grown so big, and he has never seen a boy who pays so much attention to taking care of his hands.It's really delicate, but also a little delicate.

"Oh! Mmm—"

Zhou Ding's expression froze.

Again.

He heard that strange and ambiguous voice again.

This time the sound still came from the left, although it was very low and disappeared soon, but his excellent hearing still allowed him to be sure - it came from Xia Yu who was sitting next to him!

He had no hallucinations.

The probing gaze quickly moved up and landed on Xia Yu's side face.

Zhou Ding saw a white bluetooth headset hidden in the dark hair, it seemed that it was not put on properly, and the tail of the headset was slightly raised.

That's how the sound should leak out.

This is a school, how dare he?

Zhou Ding stared at Xia Yu's eyes.

But Xia Yu didn't seem to notice him, and was still concentrating on writing and drawing in the notebook.

His eyelids drooped slightly, and his long, black eyelashes cast a faint shadow under his eyes.It seemed that something was wrong in the drawing. After erasing it with an eraser, he gently pulled down the collar that had been covering the lower half of his face, then pursed his lips slightly and blew on the notebook.

Shout out.

The hands were released, and the chin and lips were covered again.

After a few seconds, he stopped the pen in his hand, and finally realized that someone was staring at him belatedly.

Xia Yu turned her head to the side, and there was a hint of doubt in her black and white eyes: "?"

Zhou Ding tapped his ears: "You didn't wear your earphones properly."

Xia Yu touched the earphones: "Thank you."

He put on the earphones with a natural expression, "Is there anything else?"

so calm?

Zhou Ding asked deliberately: "What are you listening to?"

Xia Yu looked at him: "Basketball game."

Zhou Ding glanced at the earphones hanging on Xia Yu's ears, how could it be the sound of a ball game?Who would play basketball called that?

"Do you like basketball?"

"of course."

Zhou Ding raised his eyebrows: "Don't watch the live broadcast and only listen to the commentary?"

Xia Yu raised the notebook in Yang's hand, and showed him the drawing on it: "I listen to the competition mainly to find my feelings."

The painting is only a sketch, and the central figure is a man who is dunking, but only the outline of the body has been drawn, and no specific details have been drawn.

The stadium is just a simple rectangle, and the people sitting on the sidelines are even more perfunctory, there are only circles of different sizes.But even if it's just the roughest draft, it can be seen that the painter's level is very high. With just a few strokes of the pencil, the characters, scenes, and atmosphere are roughly depicted.

Zhou Ding looked at the protagonist who took off and dunked, and his impression of Xia Yu was much better.

"You also like Kobe?" Although there is no face painting, but the 24 on the back, anyone who likes basketball knows who it represents.

Xia Yu hummed lightly, her tone a little alienated.

Zhou Ding touched his nose, a little embarrassed.

He felt that he must have heard it wrong. It is impossible for someone to draw Kobe and listen to that kind of colored thing at the same time.

He subconsciously wanted to say something to remedy it. After all, his cognition just now was too much, but Xia Yu had already turned around, and it seemed that he didn't really want to talk to him.

So he had no choice but to shut his mouth and sit back upright with some embarrassment.

At the same time, he also forgot one thing.

That is……

He also wears the number 24 jersey.

The pencil rustled on the white drawing paper, and as the lines increased, the original scribbled composition became clearer and more refined.

The human body in the painting also has more facial features, hair, clothes and other details.

Therefore, it can be seen more and more that although this character is tall, he is obviously Asian, and he is a very young Asian.

Although the back is broad, it is not as thick as a mature man.

The jumping action lifts up the thin basketball uniform, revealing the solid and powerful abdominal muscles and the slim waist.The hanging calves and extended arms are covered with a layer of strong and unobtrusive muscles, which bulge slightly when exerting force, making him look explosive, but also has a unique thinness unique to young people in their growth period. .

The sense of strength and greenness are mixed together, and the warm youthful atmosphere rushes to the face.

Xia Yu stared at it for a moment, then wiped the eyeballs with an eraser.

Instantly, the eyes of the person in the painting became more energetic, more flexible and vivid.

Finally satisfied.

Xia Yu put down her pen and shook her slightly sore hands.

If Zhou Ding took another look at the painting at this time, he would definitely be able to recognize the person in the painting.

——It was himself!

Xia Yu closed the picture album with an unchanged expression, and left the large meeting hall after the school leaders announced the dissolution, and also turned off the sticky sound that rose and fell in his ears.

He didn't go back to the classroom, nor did he go to the cafeteria, but went back to the dormitory.

The dormitory he lives in is not the dormitory allocated by the school, but rented by himself in the school. Longcheng University has a long history, is tolerant of all rivers and rivers, and covers a very vast area. The teaching staff provided accommodation, but now the conditions are good, most of the teaching staff have bought houses, so there are many vacancies left in the teaching staff dormitory, and the school simply rents out three of them.

Most of the renters are postgraduate students, and many students who don't like to live in groups will also rent.

The rent is not high, five hundred a month, very tight.

Halfway through, the hand in the pocket trembled.

Xia Yu held the notebook and pen in one hand, and took out her mobile phone to read the news in the other.

[Shen Youtang: Brother has booked a box in Jiangnan, 301, and I will definitely come at seven o'clock in the evening. 】

[Xia Yu:? 】

[Shen Youtang: I plan to confess to Ruan Ruan. 】

Xia Yu frowned, feeling a little annoyed.

But he quickly restrained his expression, lowered his eyes and continued typing to reply.

[Xia Yu: Got it. 】

[Shen Youtang: Don't say it out loud, I want to surprise her. 】

[Xia Yu: Good. 】

Putting the phone back into his pocket, Xia Yu continued walking towards the dormitory.

The faculty dormitory was located in a different direction from the student dormitory, and it didn't take long before there were only one or two people left with him on the same journey.

When passing by the trash can, Xia Yu casually threw a few pieces of crumpled drawing paper into it.

——He kicked Shen Youtang out of the watch list.