Just finished speaking.

The expressions of the few people were all there. The dormitory, which was obviously still noisy just now, immediately became silent and silent. Even the sound of the needle falling to the ground could be heard.

Quietly, you can see it.

The roommates in front blinked at a speed visible to the naked eye, and their mouths were still laughing stiffly. Then they seemed to hear some kind of sound of being choked by saliva.

Xu Xiaoxiao, who first reacted, quickly recovered her expression.

But it was really surprising.

She also covered her mouth and cleared her throat, coughed a few times, trying to pretend that she was fine.

But it was no longer possible. The amount of information was too large. After thinking for several seconds, she repeated solemnly: "You mean, one of the two handsome guys waiting below is your boyfriend?"

An Jing nodded hesitantly: "Yes..."

Xu Xiaoxiao could not help but recognize the wrong person, and asked in a tentative manner:

"What color of clothes are they wearing?"

“Everyone wears black.”

Xu Xiaoxiao was silent: "That's it..."

The three of them stared at her more and more.

An Jing feels that she has said the wrong thing.

Why did the people in front of me feel like they discovered some shocking secret?

In fact, she felt that there was nothing to hide.

The fact is that the statement is indeed her boyfriend. But if others don’t ask, she will not take the initiative to say it.

But since she asked, she would not hide it. After all, they delayed their senior year in high school, and they still fell in love in the second year of high school.

This feeling is very uncomfortable for both parties.

The three of them continued to stare in a daze.

It turns out that the two handsome guys are waiting for quiet...

It's their gentle and low-key new roommate...

Xu Xiaoxiao cleared her thoughts and then continued to verify carefully: "Then...who is your boyfriend?"

Wen Jing said, a little distressed.

This is what I asked.

How can we distinguish between statements and Song Si for them?

She thought about it seriously, and a flash of inspiration flashed, and said, "It's the one who doesn't smile and has a bit of a fierce face. It's my boyfriend."

An Jing thinks that she is right in the description.

A huge contrast between Song Si and Chen Shu was that Song Si grinned day by day, whether to outsiders or friends, and smiled foolishly all day long when he had something to do or not.

And the statement...stop talking, he is too lazy to laugh.

Xu Xiaoxiao opened her mouth.

There are only ten thousand slaps in my heart.

Her eyes instantly changed into worship. The stars flashed with their legs inside, as if they had entered a church of some kind.

The other two roommates had inexplicable expressions.

What's going on?

Who is who?

Because only Xu Xiaoxiao had seen a real person, they only heard from her and had never really seen anyone, so they didn't know who they were not smiling or who they were laughing.

Yang Yue looked at Xu Xiaoxiao strangely: "Who isn't that laughing?"

Xu Xiaoxiao was so excited that she was incoherent.

She pulled Yang Yue's arm: "That, that's that! The one I told you about is so beautiful! It looks a bit cold from the face, but handsome and cool, quiet! It turns out that that is your boyfriend! Ahhhh, although I don't know why! But I feel that as your roommate is glorious."

Because I can watch handsome guys for free every day, haha.

Because Xu Xiaoxiao was in front of her head.

It was about to hit the tip of her nose.

An Jing was a little uncomfortable, so she stepped back a little, thought about her words, and explained warmly: "Actually, he is not very cold."

Is the statement considered a cold hexagram?

It probably doesn't count.

After all, she had never experienced his coldness.

Xu Xiaoxiao exclaimed: "It's very cold, okay!!!"

She saw a girl hesitant to go forward and ask for the phone number, but before she got close, the boy looked up and seemed to notice it.

His expression was not very good on his face, so he pulled another silly boy away on the spot. The girl was a little embarrassed and didn't know where to put her hands and feet.

So he blushed and returned to the dormitory.

What else does Xu Xiaoxiao want to say?

But it was interrupted by Yang Yue's shout. The roommate's voice could be said to be a shocking sound, and the other two shook, and even quiet was inseparable from the vulgarity.

Three pairs of eyes stared at her, thinking she was going to say something important.

As a result, Yang Yue patted his hands heavily, as if he suddenly realized, and pointed at An Jing and said, "I understand! I understand! An Jing, that boy is the one who fell in love with you in the second year of high school, right?"

An Jing was stunned: "Yes."

Xu Xiaoxiao was completely unaware of this passage: "What?

She was completely confused, why did she get into the second year of high school again?

Zhu Qian couldn't stand it anymore and explained to her carefully.

Xu Xiaoxiao nodded, and the more she heard it, the more surprised she became. It turned out that this was still happening. She was becoming more and more curious now, and she felt quiet and low-key. She had such a boyfriend, but she had never been arrogant.

"Then whoever you pursues first?" she asked again.

Wen Jing paused her hand in the suitcase, and she frowned, making her feel a little difficult to answer.

Yang Yue looked at her expression and slowly found out: "I understand, he took the initiative to chase you, right? As soon as he looked at you, he knew that he was not waking up on his own initiative. Xiaoxiao's type is the type who took the initiative to chase people."

Xu Xiaoxiao immediately retorted: "Who said it! I'm very shy, okay?"

Zhu Qian and Yang Yue laughed out loud.

An Jing smiled and didn't say anything.

actually.

She was very glad that he took the initiative.

And he didn't give up halfway.

Otherwise, they wouldn't be here.

In the afternoon, they went to the counselor to get military training clothes.

At this point, their torture began in the hot and scorching heat.

They trained separately for military training.

In the sun shines.

It feels like smoke is coming out of everyone's head.

The instructor looked around with his hawk eyes, lifting up his sleeves and holding his bronze arms behind him. When they stood in a military posture, they didn't dare to move, for fear of being caught in the braid.

Wen Jing sweated from the forehead, and just as she felt her legs tremble, the instructor finally allowed her to rest.

They whispered and sat in groups of three or three.

Chat occasionally and complain about the weather.

Yin Jing took off his hat.

She fanned her face and then put it on again. The hat and the floor were hot, and she unscrewed the mineral water and took sip after sip.

Then I felt like I was alive.

The sun was too dazzling, she squinted her eyes, looking for someone.

The Chen Shushi class is a little distance from them. It seems that they should have just finished training and are about to take a break.

As they were dispersing, a few boys walked towards the show.

An Jing felt nervous, thinking that she was causing trouble for him.

As a result, the people were hooked up with Chen Shu's shoulders, talking and laughing around him, and the statement was in the center, wearing a camouflage uniform, with a perfect fit, with a wide shoulder and a narrow waist.
To be continued...