suppress his susceptibility period

When Shen Xiuran came again, they had already decided to stop here for tonight, everyone left and went back to their respective homes.

Xu Yunjia rushed to take a bath, shook her head and was the first to leave, Jiang Lu was about to get up after packing up, when Song Yang remembered something.

"It's all Jiang Huang's fault for making me lose all the time, I lost my head."

He took a beautifully packaged fan box on the table and handed it to Shen Xiuran. When he passed by Jiang Lu, Jiang Lu saw the pink ribbon bow on it.

"Squad leader, one for you."

"What is it?" Jiang Wang asked.

Song Yang: "Our class entertainment committee entrusted my class leader with a gift called white tea. It's the girl with long hair and fair skin. You must see her."

"Why did he ask you, our monitor, to hand over gifts?"

"Are you stupid? Why can a girl offer a gift to a boy?"

Song Yang looked at Jiang Lu with blank eyes: "Have you never received a gift from a girl? I heard that there was a second-grade elementary school girl who handed you a love letter."

"Oh." Jiang Huang replied dryly, keeping his eyes on the box.

Shen Xiuran didn't pick it up, Song Yang passed the box forward again: "Squad leader?"

"I don't need it." Shen Xiuran refused: "You can go back."

"They asked me to hand over a gift, but I returned it untouched. Didn't it hurt the girl's face?"

It's rare for Song Yang to be a middleman, so he wanted to finish the task well: "Or you can accept it first, and if you really don't want it, return it yourself?"

"No need to trouble, I don't know her, and I don't want to know her."

Song Yang said: "Don't monitor, it's hard for me to do this. When I was given white tea, I was treated to sugar."

He wanted to sharpen it again, but Jiang Wang suddenly pointed to the box and asked: "What's in it, can you open it and have a look?"

"No way, how can you unwrap other people's gifts casually?"

"Not casually, we can dismantle it very solemnly, and maybe the squad leader likes it after dismantling it, so he changes his mind and accepts it?"

Song Yang thought for a while, and it seemed to be the reason: "Okay, then take a look, just take a look."

In order not to damage the packaging, Song Yang took extra effort to remove it. When he opened the lid, Jiang Wang's neck almost stretched out like a big goose: "Crystal ball?"

The transparent sphere lies quietly in the box, inside is a pink q-version log cabin and many balloons of different colors. It is worth mentioning that each balloon is in the same shape of a heart.

Girls are delicate, and they don't forget to point out the theme in the small details when giving a gift.

Objectively speaking, they are cute, whether it is a pink house or a heart balloon, but for some reason, Jiang Lu feels that some small hearts are particularly annoying, and it doesn't go well no matter how you look at it.

"It's really a crystal ball, no wonder it's heavy."

Song Yang dutifully brought the opened box to Shen Xiuran, so that he could see the contents clearly: "Squad leader, take a look, do you like it? Have you changed your mind?"

"Squad leader definitely doesn't like it." Before Shen Xiuran could speak, Jiang Wang volunteered to convey his meaning subjectively.

"You know again?"

"I just know." He was a little unreasonable and self-righteous.

Every word is extremely serious, and the logic is clear and well-organized: "The monitor only loves to study, and is not interested in these bells and whistles."

"And gifts were popular when I was in elementary school. Now that I'm in my third year of high school, why are they still giving gifts? It doesn't feel very sincere, and there's no need to accept them."

"Look at the shiny things inside, and the unknown transparent liquid. It doesn't feel environmentally friendly. If it is accidentally broken, it will pollute the environment, right? I don't think it is recommended."

There is a long list of exits like a cannonball, and I don't know if they are simply conveying the meaning, or trying to persuade the squad leader who only loves to study and doesn't like flashy things to resolutely reject this gift.

"..."

It's just a crystal ball, you and I are making nonsense?

Song Yang's expression was indescribable: "Jiang Wang, don't you think you are a little weird?"

"What's wrong with me?"

"In the past, you always said that you should respect other people's wishes, especially girls with thin skins, and you should take good care of them. Why are you picking on other people's gifts now?"

Jiang Lu's expression froze, and he reacted belatedly.

Yes.

Why is he so rude all of a sudden, the gift is for Shen Xiuran, not him, what right does he have to criticize here?

Song Yang looked at him suspiciously: "You're sour, could it be that you're jealous because someone gave the squad leader a gift?"

"How is it possible to talk nonsense? Tsk! I'll just talk about it casually, and you all think I'm farting."

He pursed his lips, his eyes flashed with annoyance, and in order to show his sincerity, he simply took the box and handed it to Shen Xiuran himself: "Look at the same table, it's actually quite beautiful, or accept it? Don't let the girl down."

"You want me to accept it?" Shen Xiuran asked him.

Jiang Wang changed his attitude just now, and said indifferently: "It's not for me to send you, I can have any hope or not, you can accept it if you want."

Shen Xiuran looked at him quietly, and after a while, lowered his eyes: "I don't want it."

I don't know why when I heard his answer, Jiang Lu felt inexplicably relieved.

But the feeling was too weak, and he would selectively ignore it in the next second.

Put the lid on again and hand it back to Song Yang: "Here, you heard it too, our squad leader doesn't want it, so I can only trouble you to return it to the entertainment committee member of your class."

"I failed the first time I accepted the mission."

Song Yang felt sorry for the few candies he ate: "Do you want to stop thinking about it? Our cultural and entertainment committee is really good, good-looking, good grades, even if you don't have that kind of interest, you can still make friends. "

Shen Xiuran ignored him, stood up and said to Jiang Wang: "Let's go, go back."

Jiang Lu let out an oh and got up, said goodbye to Song Yang, saw his pitiful eyes, bent down and patted him on the shoulder: "Our elder brother Shen always said one thing, you can't pull a pimp, just give up."

Song Yang cried and said with a mournful face, "Oh."

Sure enough, the cannibal was short-tempered, and he wanted to buy ten catties of sugar to apologize to Bai Cha.

"Do you wash it first or should I wash it first?" Back in the dormitory, Jiang Jue asked while rummaging through pajamas while standing in front of the cabinet.

"casual."

"Then I'll go first." He exulted in the clothes in his hand: "You move too slowly, I already found my pajamas."

Turning around to go to the bathroom, he was stopped by someone behind him before taking two steps.

"Jiang Yao."

"Ah?" Hearing the sound, Jiang Wang turned his head: "What's wrong?"

"Someone gave me a gift, why are you upset." Shen Xiuran's voice was very calm.

Jiang Wang blinked and denied: "I'm not unhappy."

"You didn't smile just now."

"Huh? No?"

Shen Xiuran stopped talking, and expressed his meaning clearly with his eyes.

He was waiting for a Jiang Wang's answer.

Uncomfortable being stared at by him, Jiang Lu raised his hand and scratched his neck: "I didn't pay attention, if there was, I might just think that crystal ball is too cute and a little girl, it doesn't suit you, I think it's weird... Hey, My pot, didn't affect your love, did it?"

"that is it?"

"Sure, what else could it be?"

Shen Xiuran looked into his eyes.

The brown eyes were still clear, but there was a bit of inconspicuous dodge quietly hidden in the eyes, so inconspicuous that maybe even he himself didn't notice it.

After two seconds, he withdrew his gaze: "It's almost time to turn off the lights, let's go take a shower."

"Oh." Jiang Lu smiled: "Don't worry, I'll take a shower soon, I'm sure you should take more time."

Turning around to the bathroom and closing the door, the smile of the person in the mirror also collapsed.

He didn't even notice it at first.

Thinking about it now, when he just found out that a girl was going to give Shen Xiuran a gift, he really didn't seem to be in the mood.

But why?

He couldn't figure it out, obviously he had always hoped that more people would like Shen Xiuran, but now that someone really likes it, or the kind of liking that comes with giving gifts as a token of favor, how could he be unhappy?

Song Yang said he was weird, but gradually he felt it himself.

It felt like he was woken up by dreaming that Shen Xiuran took away the crystal ball for two consecutive nights, and when he bought a crystal ball when he went to the stationery store to buy refills, he reached the peak.

On the way back to the classroom, he himself was shocked by his bewildering behavior.

What's the matter, is he not addicted to dreaming enough, and he wants to give it away by himself?

It's just that he didn't have time to think about it, and immediately something even weirder and more deadly happened to his head, disrupting all his incomprehensible thoughts, and packing and dispatching him to an outer space thousands of miles away.

"Brother Jiang! Good news!"

As soon as he stepped into the classroom, Cheng Qi happily ran over to give him a big hug: "The voting results are out, congratulations on defending your title as the champion of this school grass selection!"

When he came running, Jiang Huang hurriedly hid the small box containing the crystal ball into his jacket, and responded perfunctorily: "Oh, it's good, good, good!"

"Why don't you look super open?"

Cheng Qi tilted his head and looked at him suspiciously: "Didn't you go around canvassing votes and encourage everyone to vote for you?"

"Why can't I open it." Jiang Wang returned to his seat, thankful that Shen Xiuran was not doing anything, and shoved the crystal ball back into the drawer with a guilty conscience: "I am very open, but I am relatively deep, and my emotions and anger are invisible. Can't you see come out."

"Really?" Cheng Qi was dubious, there were more important things, and he quickly put his doubts behind him, and said excitedly: "Brother Jiang, you must work hard for the sports meeting, I have all the cameras ready! Just wait." You did a great job!"

"What sports meeting?" Jiang Wan was at a loss.

He knew that the sports meeting was coming soon, no, he didn't seem to report for any events, did he?Why do we have to refuel?

Before he could ask, a few more students came to the classroom, and when they saw him from a distance, they greeted him with a big smile: "Jiang Xiaocao, you must work hard at the sports meeting and win glory for our class!"

"Brother Jiang, we'll just watch your performance."

"Brother Jiang, come on! Jiang Xiaocao, come on!"

Xu Yunjia swung the water bottle and walked at the end, and when he saw him, he also booed: "Son! Dad just wants to watch your performance, I look forward to you, don't let me down."

Jiang Lu: "???"

What the hell?It seems that there is something that the whole world knows, but he doesn't.

He turned his head and asked Cheng Qi, "What sports performance?"

"It's the opening performance of the sports meeting." Cheng Qi said, "Brother Jiang, you have been working hard for half a day, isn't it for you?"

"What and that, isn't it the school grass vote, why is it involved in the sports meeting?"

"But everyone came up with the draft for the sake of the school."

Cheng Qi argued with him for a long time, and suddenly reacted: "Brother Jiang, don't you know?"

"Know what?" Jiang Lu swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and suddenly had a very bad premonition.

Cheng Qi was cautious: "The No. 1 voted out can not only win the recognized title of No. [-] middle school grassroots, but also wear a small skirt and dance the rabbit dance at the opening ceremony of the sports meeting."