Yesterday, the result of the club's recruitment examination was that only Xia Youke passed.

I wasn't too surprised by this result. After all, 90% of the people in the examination room were boys (boys would become gods if they deducted 40 points and passed). The remaining girls seemed to be Xia Youke

One person's academic performance is particularly good.

The results will be announced this afternoon. If Xia Youke is willing to join, then she will have a new member in the psychological research department.

Well, although she seems difficult to get along with, I hope to become friends with her in the future.

I thought like this, it is already twelve o'clock at noon, and I plan to go to the cafeteria to eat.

Usually, there are basically three choices for eating at noon. One is to eat in the school cafeteria, which is simple and convenient. The other is to go out of school and eat at the nearby Hepatitis B Street. There are many choices, but hygiene cannot be guaranteed.

The third is to take a long way to Culler Square to eat some high-end food. I usually don’t choose this option because I think it’s a long way and wastes time.

Today's choice is the canteen.

A short walk from Building 4 of the International Department, you can see the cafeteria. At noon, a large number of students poured into the cafeteria to grab meals.

Following the flow of people, I walked down the ramp and entered the cafeteria, where I saw crowds of people everywhere.

"Perverted Ji Shen is in the cafeteria..."

"So disgusting..."

Because I have a very bad reputation, there is an inexplicable dark force field around me. The girls around me automatically stay two meters away from me and whisper about me.

The world is really unfair. Inexplicably, I became the top of the blacklist on campus.

It is said that in the parent group of Experimental High School, I became the subject of heated discussions about why children should not have contact with him, and that Ji Shen is very wretched, and he would get pregnant if he was close, and some of my secrets were revealed...

...

Hey, have you ever considered my feelings? Discussing others in public...and it's still full of misunderstandings!

With this slightly dark mood, I stood in line in the canteen selling spicy hotpot.

There were fierce-looking boys in front and behind me, staring at me warily. I felt a little depressed and slowly walked forward as the queue moved.

"Please give me five skewers of sweet and spicy noodles, three skewers of cabbage, two skewers of fish balls, two skewers of quail eggs..."

Finally it was my turn, I said to the lady selling Malatang.

She picked up these strings of Malatang from the boiling water, then put them all on the iron plate I was holding, and then used a brush to brush some sauce on the Malatang.

After swiping the card, I walked away with the Mala Tang and found a remote and uninhabited angle to sit down alone. Because I was a little thirsty, I planned to buy a drink.

"What do you want?"

When I walked to the counter, the lady selling drinks asked me.

"Milk bar..."

I said, although I prefer to drink soda, drinking Malatang seems to be bad for my health, so I chose milk as my drink.

After swiping my card and holding a glass of open bottle of milk, I walked towards my seat.

By the way, I have always had an indissoluble bond with milk. I remember when Xue Yuehua was still in school, she asked me to buy milk for her every day, and Alice also got hurt because she called milk a thick white liquid.

I was beaten violently by my classmates.

"Hey, did you see that over there is senior Wang Licha? He is the top grader in the second grade of high school."

Just as I was reminiscing about the past, the excited whispers of two girls broke my tranquility.

"Really? The president didn't pass him in the last exam?"

Several first-year high school girls seemed to be discussing with a senior at the table opposite them in an infatuated manner.

The senior looked very tall and looked very heroic when he was sitting there. He wore square-rimmed glasses and had a good-looking appearance. He was neatly wearing a tie, well-dressed, and looked polite.

"I think the senior is so handsome...what a gentleman..."

"Look, he's standing up."

Those girls' infatuation was not over yet. The senior opposite named Wang Licha finished his meal, stood up, packed his things and planned to leave.

Alas, I really don’t know why they are so obsessed with sex. The most annoying kind of girl is the kind of girl who gets excited when she sees a handsome guy and makes peach-shaped eyes with her hands on her chest, her face is red and her heart is pounding.

The kind that jumps on the ground...

Mistaking the desire for a handsome face for love, this kind of guy is like a passer-by character who praises a rich and handsome man in an idol drama.

I stopped looking at those nymphomaniac girls and continued walking forward with the open milk bottle in hand.

Senior Wang Licha also walked towards me...

The distance between us gradually narrowed. If you look closely, this guy is indeed quite handsome. He has an idol face and a righteous look. Oh, as expected, girls all like this kind of guy.

Feeling a little sad, the distance between us narrowed to about two meters, and I took a step forward...

Then, my body froze for a moment.

I don't know which soul was weak and sprinkled water on the ground...

Oops!

My feet slipped, and due to inertia, I fell forward, and the milk in my hand spilled forward...

"Wow..."

The milk in the milk bottle flew out, drew a beautiful parabola, and poured out, falling on the head of senior Wang Licha.

The white viscous liquid was sprinkled on his short hair, the lenses of his eyes were blurred, and droplets of liquid were constantly dripping down his chin. The clothes on his chest were stained with milk...

"..."

Silence, we just stood there.

The sound of milk dripping on the ground resonated with my accelerated heartbeat...

I don't have time to curse the person who sprinkled water on the ground... My current situation is cruel.

He poured out the milk and sprinkled it on the face of the idol-like senior...

He might be very angry, as the sticky liquid stained his hair and face, and the frames of his glasses were blurred.

Silently, his pupils were hidden under the blurred lenses.

"Feel sorry....."

I spoke quickly, breaking the silence of the cafeteria.

And what he did was----

"Junior...you actually stained my face."
Chapter completed!