So cute, can't help it

When Fang Shu came out of the shower, Yu Wuwei and Wang Nan had already changed their clothes and were chatting about gossip on the school forum.

"Who knows what's going on in the Department of Physical Education." Yu Wuwei curled his lips, almost rolling his eyes a few more times.

Fang Shu rarely reads forums: "What sports department?"

"People from the basketball team of the physical education department suddenly challenged Sociology to compete with us a few days ago. Aren't we busy learning how to drive during this period? , many people from the physical education department are clamoring."

Fang Shu was inexplicable: "Why does the Department of Physical Education post challenges for no reason?"

"Who knows." Yu Wuwei spread his hands.

The Department of Physical Education and Sociology seldom intersect, and they usually do not interfere with each other, and I don't know which muscle of the Department of Physical Education is wrong.

Fang Shu was not interested in the physical education department, so he dried his hair, changed his clothes casually, and went out with Yu Wuwei and Wang Nan.

On weekends, people come and go on Nanda Pedestrian Street, walking along the pedestrian street to the middle section is the sound of Jinding.

The Voice of the Golden Tripod is the most popular KTV near Nantah University. Except for some social people, most of the people who come to consume are Nantah University students. In just a few minutes of paying at the front desk, Fang Shu saw several Nantah University students.

Fang Shu and his party of three asked for a big box.

Yu Wuwei held back for too long, and waited for the waiter to bring snacks and drinks, then dragged Wang Nan to order a few high-pitched songs to sing, and the whole room was filled with ghostly roars from the two of them.

Fang Shu sat on the sofa numbly, regretting not staying in the bedroom to sleep.

"Xiao Shu, do you want to sing two songs too?" Taking advantage of the gap between song cutting, Yu Wuwei had the cheek to ask Fang Shu if he wanted to come together.

"Don't worry about me." Fang Shu rubbed his humming ears, rejection was written all over every pore on his body: "As long as you are happy. Don't sing so high, be careful of your throat."

"Oh." Yu Wuwei turned his head and nodded to "Qinghai-Tibet Plateau".

Fang Shu: "..."

Fortunately, the sound insulation of the Golden Tripod Voice box was relatively good, Yu Wuwei blushed and his neck was thick when he shouted with the microphone, and there was no too much noise outside the box.

After finally reaching the highest note, Yu Wuwei took a breath, and saw Fang Shu open the door of the box.

"Xiao Shu, where are you going?"

Fang Shu backed the video to escape: "The bathroom."

Yu Wuwei: "?"

Isn't there a separate toilet in the box?

After closing the box door, Fang Shu's ears finally felt better.

There are not many people walking in the corridor, except for a few new arrivals, who are the waiters of Jinding Voice.

The remnants of alcohol swept in, making Fang Shu dizzy. He squeezed his browbones, asked the waiter of Jinding Voice where the bathroom was, and was about to go around the front desk.

There were several tall and strong boys standing at the front desk, and one of them was holding a mobile phone and asking the front desk waiter: "She is my girlfriend, we are together. Which box is she in?"

The waiter asked politely: "Excuse me, what is your girlfriend's name...?"

"Xia Sang." Before the boy could answer, a few people around him rushed to answer with a smile, their frivolous smiles made people feel uncomfortable: "Hurry up, it's rare for us Haozi to show mercy to her once, you Don't delay our date with Haozi."

The waiter smiled slightly and told the boys the number of the box he had found, and several boys pushed and shoved towards the box.

"Have a little bit of morality, didn't you hear that Xia Sang likes sociology books?"

"You can pull it off. Fang Shu's little boy who doesn't even dare to respond to the challenge post on the forum, if he likes him, is he going to mix with him in the future?"

"When Xia Sang comes to the basketball court to watch the game, Fang Shu is not there every time. She is so beautifully dressed, she obviously likes us Haozi and shows us Haozi."

"Do you still remember that there was a promiscuous game at the basketball court on National Day? Xia Sang learned that Haozi was going to the basketball court, and she followed suit. She deliberately sat in front of Haozi, wearing thin and see-through clothes..."

The boys let out a meaningful "oh—" and someone whistled.

Yang Hao raised his chin triumphantly: "I'll let you see for yourself in a while."

Fang Shu paused and looked at the boys.

The box number told by the waiter was on the first floor, not very far from the front desk. Several boys knocked on the door of the box.

Soon, the door of the box opened, and it was vaguely visible that it was a girl who opened the door. The girl said a few words to Yang Hao, followed by the girl's driving sound.

"Yang Hao, are you fucking sick?! I told you that Xia Sang doesn't like you! Why are you pestering her?!"

"Don't like me? Don't like me every time I go to the stadium to watch me play? Don't like me dressed up in fancy clothes? Don't like me walking by my window every day?"

The girl laughed angrily.

Xia Sang's face also turned red.

Seeing that they were so blocked, Yang Hao thought he had told the truth, so he stretched out his hand to touch Xia Sang's face: "Don't you girls just like to play hard-to-get tricks? If you like it, I can tell you it. For the sake of doing well, I can fulfill your wish and let you be my girlfriend."

Xia Sang turned her head to avoid his hand, and pulled her friend to leave, but was stopped by the boy next to Yang Hao.

"Yang Hao! Don't be too—" Excessive.

Before the last two words were spoken, a figure flashed in front of Xia Sang's eyes, and a glass of water splashed towards Yang Hao.

Yang Hao was splashed with water all over his face.

"Are you awake?" Fang Shu stood in front of Xia Shu holding a disposable paper cup, his hand hanging by his side, and the fingers holding the paper cup were slender and white.

Xia Sang was stunned for a moment, and when she saw the cart pushed by the waiter standing behind Fang Shu, she suddenly remembered that she and her friends were not used to drinking, so they ordered a bunch of drinks and snacks in the KTV supermarket.

Xia Sang softly called Fang Shu's name, pulled her friend to hide behind Fang Shu again.

Fang Shu glanced at her sideways, lowered his eyelids slightly, and the corridor lights covered his eyelashes, his expression looked a bit sleepy: "I'm not sober, I don't mind bringing you another drink. If you are not sober, go out Turn left and go to the hospital for psychiatry."

"Fang Shu!!!" Yang Hao wiped the water from his face, and his face was twisted by Xia Sang's action: "You fucking——"

In addition to drinks in plastic bottles, there were also several bottles of yogurt in glass bottles on the cart. Yang Hao grabbed a bottle of yogurt and was about to greet Fang Shu on the head.

"--court death!!!"

Fang Shu often plays ball, and his motor nerves have formed a conditioned reflex. With his skill, it is easy to dodge.

But at the moment of departure, Fang Shu thought of the two girls behind him, he avoided them, and they might not be able to avoid them.

Fang Shu glanced at the cart from the corner of his eye, just as he was looking for something that could resist him, when a sound of footsteps approached from his side, then a big hand stretched out from the top of his head, caught Yang Hao's hand, and with a little force, Yang Hao Hao let out a howl like a pig.

Fang Shu raised his head, and saw He Qing standing beside him, his tall figure almost covering his whole body.

Sensing Fang Shu's gaze, He Qing lowered his eyelids, threw away his hands, and let Yang Hao groan on the corridor floor like mud.

Yang Hao's cry was really too loud. After Yu Wuwei sang "Qinghai-Tibet Plateau", he cut a piece of soothing light music, and could hear the sound through the door.

"What's going on outside? Why is it so noisy?" Yu Wuwei didn't turn off the microphone, and the voice, which was amplified many times, penetrated the corridor, causing everyone to look at him.

Yu Wuwei: "?"

Upon closer inspection, they were all familiar faces.

Yu Wuwei looked at the boy curled up in pain, and then at Fang Shu: "Little Shu, didn't you go to the bathroom, why did you fight with someone?"

Fang Shu: "..."

Can't you turn off the microphone first and then speak? !

The back of Fang Shu's head felt numb. He didn't know if it was a psychological effect. He always felt that He Qing was looking up his pants.

Being disturbed by Yu Wuwei, the boys who were traveling with Yang Hao came back to their senses, startled and frightened, not daring to lose their temper, and dragged Yang Hao away quickly.

When Yang Hao's figure disappeared in the sound of Jinding, Xia Sang finally breathed a sigh of relief.

"Student Fang Shu." The girl's gentle voice drew everyone's attention back.

He Qing lowered his eyes, and saw the pretty girl behind Fang Shuhu pulled Fang Shu's sleeve, and after Fang Shu turned his head, he blushed and said softly, "Thank you. You helped me again."

again?

Fang Shu showed doubts, and was about to ask her if she had seen him before, when Yu Wuwei leaned on the door frame and listened to Wang Nan say a few words, the voice amplified by the microphone cut in again: "Do you want to sing together? Our box is big enough Big enough to accommodate 12 people."

Xia Sang was a little moved, but she still had friends with her, who were not familiar with Fang Shu.

Xia Sang politely refused.

As for He Qing...

Fang Shu thought, less than an hour ago, He Qing said in WeChat that he had something to do, how could he be with...

Footsteps sounded beside him, He Qing's tall figure brushed past Fang Shu, and followed Yu Wuwei into the box without looking back.

Fang Shu: "..."

Like seeing a ghost, Fang Shu stood there for a long time before slowly moving back to the box.

There was a high-pitched song by Yu Wuwei in the private room. He Qing sat on the sofa where he was sitting before and watched his mobile phone. Yu Wuwei and Wang Nan gathered around the karaoke stand, pulling out the song list and asking He Qing what song he wanted to sing.

He Qing clicked on the phone screen a few times, raised his head, but looked at the door.

Fang Shu froze like a thief, let go of the doorknob, turned around slowly, and snail-like moved towards the sofa farthest from He Qing.

Seeing that he was about to move to the sofa, Yu Wuwei pulled Fang Shu over, leaned into his ear and said, "Go and ask Coach He, what songs does he like?"

Fang Shu didn't move.

Yu Wuwei urged: "Hurry up, this song is about to finish, if it's too late, we won't be able to cut Coach He's song to the front."

Fang Shu glanced at He Qing, who had already withdrawn his gaze, and was swiping his phone with his head down: "Can I not go?"

Yu Wuwei stared: "Xiaoshu, this is your fault. Yesterday you were drunk, and Coach He tried his best to take care of you all the way. What's wrong with asking him to sing two songs?!"

It's not a question of whether to sing or not.

Fang Shu wanted to say something, but when the words came to his lips, he swallowed them back.

Fang Shu curled up his fingers uncomfortably in the void, and resignedly walked towards the biggest sofa in the box.

"Coach He..."

He Qing's fingers stopped on the screen.

Fang Shu's outstretched foot almost retracted.

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long wait~