Chapter 57

The hot oil in the kitchen sizzled, the pots and bowls made a crisp sound of collision, and the aroma floated into the living room.

The two people sitting in the living room were still in a stalemate with each other.

After a while, Song Zhaolan asked blankly: “What are you talking about? I don’t quite understand it? Why do I have evil intentions?”

Yu Tingfeng said awe-inspiringly: “Hmph, just pretend you understand and pretend to be confused. What are you doing watching these TV dramas? Do you want to imitate it?”

“Yo, what are you guys talking about?” Zhao Qinghong came out with a plate of food smiling, put it on the dining table, walked to the side to take a look, and pressed the TV to pause, “Anyway, you don’t watch this drama, I will see you later Then look, wash your hands and get ready for dinner.”

After speaking, Zhao Qinghong went back to the kitchen.

The two stared at her back, then turned around slowly, Song Zhaolan looked at Yu Tingfeng, and said, “It’s my mother’s drama, it’s none of my business.”

Yu Tingfeng: “…”

“Then why are you watching with such relish?” Yu Tingfeng asked again.

“This has English subtitles.” Song Zhaolan replied.

Yu Tingfeng looked at the screen, there were really Chinese and English subtitles, the plot wasn’t very good, but the details were quite in place.

“Okay, forgive you once.”

Song Zhaolan said, “It’s just watching a drama, why did you react so strongly?”

Yu Tingfeng’s expression was complicated, and he quickly thought of the answer: “Don’t you think these pictures are too offensive? How can you openly broadcast these…”

“You are too conservative. You are worthy of being an antique from thousands of years ago.” Song Zhaolan hit the nail on the head.

Yu Tingfeng: “…Don’t you dare to love? Why do you accept good?”

Song Zhaolan pointed to the busy figure in the kitchen: “If your mother watches these dramas all day long, you will also be immune. What about your mother, what do you usually watch?”

Yu Tingfeng: “Country Love Story.”

“Hmmm… the difference between women and men is the same.” Song Zhaolan said, “These my mother read are urban love stories.”

 …

On Monday, the student union conducted a re-examination.

As the only hope of Class F, Yu Tingfeng walked into the sports department under everyone’s expectant eyes, and had a one-on-one interview with the former minister Wu Xun.

The two stared at each other quietly for a moment, and at the same time turned their eyes away, they really didn’t want to see each other.

After a few routine questions, Wu Xun asked him to show his expertise in education.

“Didn’t you see it in that small park?” Yu Tingfeng said arrogantly, “I play basketball and sneak around. No one can guard me.”

Wu Xun: “Really?”

“…Except for Song Zhaolan.” Yu Tingfeng added aggrievedly.

Wu Xun nodded: “It’s a pity that he doesn’t want to join the sports department, otherwise our school team will definitely make a name for itself.”

Yu Tingfeng said impatiently: “Is there anything else? I can go without me.”

“Listen more to the new president in the future,” Wu Xun instructed.

Yu Tingfeng glanced at him unexpectedly: “This is…passed?”

“Although I don’t want you to pass, but in terms of strength, no one can compare to you. But I’m afraid your temper is not good enough. Fortunately, the new president is Song Zhaolan.”

Yu Tingfeng: “What do you mean?”

“Only he can hold you.” Wu Xun said.

“Who do you look down on, I will be held by him? What are you kidding!” Yu Tingfeng said angrily.

“That’s the only way you have a hard mouth.” Wu Xun said helplessly, “I even lost a meal because of you.”

“What do you mean? You bet me?” Yu Tingfeng raised his eyebrows coldly.

Wu Xun said no more.

The re-election results for other departments came out one after another. Several students in Class A became ministers, including Ji Xiuyuan.

“Have I really passed?” Ji Xiuyuan repeatedly confirmed to Song Zhaolan.

“Well, this is the list handed in by the minister of literature and art.” Song Zhaolan handed her a minister’s business card.

Ji Xiuyuan took it with trembling hands, looking at it again and again as if holding a trophy, and then hugged Yu Xiaohui excitedly, “Ahhhhhh! I’m so happy! Yu Xiaohui, I love you so much!”

“How can you talk about love casually?” Yu Xiaohui said.

Ji Xiuyuan is used to her cold face and warm heart, she hugged her without letting go, and kept confessing: “Isn’t it normal for friends to say love, it’s just an expression of feelings, I love you so much, I love you so much!”

The corners of Yu Xiaohui’s mouth were slightly curved, and then she pursed her lips tightly, revealing two dimples on her cheeks, which stunned her partners.

“So you still have dimples, so pretty, you should smile more.” After Ji Xiuyuan finished speaking, she added, “You are the best girl I have ever met, I love you and love you!”

Boys: “…”

Song Zhaolan: “…”

Chen Yuting squeezed in: “What about me? Don’t you love me?”

“I love you too!” Ji Xiuyuan put another hand on his shoulder.

Chen Yuting was overjoyed, imitating her movements, hooking Xue Canming: “Brother, I love you too.”

Xue Canming hugged Wu Xiaoyu: “I love you too!”

Moments later, there was a burst of shouting in the classroom: “I love you!”

The students were startled, and when they looked back, they saw this group of people huddled in a circle like fools, shouting love, love, love one after another.

Classmates: …Crazy, is this collective crazy?

Although Xue Canming and the others did not become ministers, they also joined various departments as members. Xue Canming entered the discipline department and received a red armband issued by the student union. He was so majestic that he wore it on his arm for a whole day.

Wear it in get out of class, after class, during meals, and before going to bed.

The new official has three fires when he takes office, and this first fire, he naturally wants to burn the old enemies of Class F.

In dormitory 517, Sun Yicheng murmured: “This is really bad for the people in Class A. I have seen that kid Xue Canming wearing an armband for a whole day. I’m afraid that others will not know that he joined the student union.”

There was a knock on the door, accompanied by Xue Canming’s triumphant voice: “The people inside don’t talk, you are already surrounded by the student union. I advise you to put down your mobile phones and shut up immediately, otherwise what you say will become evidence in court for.”

Sun Yicheng groaned in a low voice, buried himself under the covers, secretly used his cell phone to chat in the group, and carried out carpet-style insults.

Ten minutes later, Sun Yicheng lifted the quilt: “I can’t do it anymore, I’m so hot.”

“Very good, Sun Yicheng spoke in room 517 and wrote down his name.” Xue Canming squatted at the door and said.

“Fuck, I’m going out and beat him up!” Sun Yicheng rolled over and got off the bed, and Yu Tingfeng grabbed the back of his neck.

“I’m sleepy.” Yu Tingfeng yawned, “Be quiet.”

Sun Yicheng went back obediently, and seeing that Tu Minghua on the next bed was still staring at the ceiling with his eyes open, looking creepy, he asked angrily, “What are you doing?”

“Wait for that guy to leave, and then continue reading the novel.” Tu Minghua’s eyes were about to turn red.

In the past two days, Tu Minghua got a novel about cultivating immortals in the city from a classmate. Ordinary people can also cultivate to become immortals, comprehend the truth, and glimpse the secrets of heaven. His scalp was numb and he was so excited that he exploded.

I can’t help but look at it whenever I have time, my eyes haven’t rested for a long time.

Half an hour later, there was no movement outside.

Tu Minghua sat up abruptly, turned on the flashlight and buried himself under the bed, opened the book hungrily, and continued to read.

This watching lasted for two or three hours, which made my eyes dizzy and I fell asleep. He grabbed his thigh hard, and the pain drove away a little drowsiness before continuing to look down.

It didn’t take long before he started to feel sleepy again. He tried to hang his head from the beam, but now his hair was not as long as before, and there were no hooks on the ceiling to hang the beam from, so he had to pull out his hair.

He touched his head, and the next moment he pulled out a hair on Sun Yicheng’s head.

Be more energetic.

But not fully awake.

So he continued to pull Sun Yicheng’s hair, until Sun Yicheng suddenly woke up from the pain and screamed: “Who is plotting against me?”

“It’s me.” Tu Minghua said.

“Oh.” Sun Yicheng fell back to sleep.

At this time, there were two “dong dong” sounds outside the door, and Xue Canming’s ghostly voice: “I caught you again. You can’t sleep when you talk in the middle of the night. Wait to see the director.”

Sun Yicheng sat up startled in his dying dream: “Fuck, you’re still here?!”

Tu Minghua: “As expected of the righteous way of martial arts, this kind of perseverance really makes people feel ashamed. Brother, why don’t you come in and cultivate immortals together?”

Xue Canming: “Being superstitious late at night is an extra crime.”

Tu Minghua: “…”

After Xue Canming’s owl-like supervision and squatting, he successfully filled a page in the violation book, and every word was complaining about the violations of the Demon Cult.

Others also adapted quickly to work in the student union. Yu Xiaohui shined in the girls’ department, Wu Xiaoyu and Mao Hongxi got along well in the outreach department, and Zhao Mingdeng was a light bulb in the study department.

Chen Yuting followed Ji Xiuyuan to engage in performance art creation in the Department of Literature and Art. Because Chen Yuting helped support the venue, it was not as difficult as Ji Xiuyuan took office as expected. Anyway, the sky was falling, and the president Song Zhaolan was there to support it.

Ji Xiuyuan gradually felt the charm of campus life, and no longer wanted to avoid being tired of studying as before, shrinking into a ball and being an autistic tortoise. She wants to face it more positively and give some feedback to these friends.

“Let me treat you to lunch!” Ji Xiuyuan said during the recess.

“Okay!” Chen Yuting was the first to respond, “I love you.”

Ji Xiuyuan’s face turned red. The last time I told them I love you, it was because Yu Xiaohui and others were present, and everyone made a fuss, so I wasn’t shy.

At this time, when Chen Yuting said this in front of the whole class, people who didn’t know the truth thought it had anything to do with it.

“Then I’ll grab a seat first and wait for Xiuyuan to swipe my card. Hehe, I love you.” Xue Canming answered.

Ji Xiuyuan blushed even more.

“I still want a bottle of soy milk.” Yu Xiaohui walked over and said coldly, “Love, love love…how about love?”

Ji Xiuyuan: “Pfft, no problem.”

This group of people is really getting more and more fun. Ji Xiuyuan received everyone’s “love you” one after another, and she was so happy that she couldn’t be as shy as before. She said loudly what she thought in her heart: “I love you too, next time Zhou will bring you fresh fruit.”

Several people started discussing what to eat next week. Song Zhaolan sat on the seat and poked Ji Xiuyuan thoughtfully: “Does loving you mean expressing gratitude?”

Ji Xiuyuan hurriedly explained: “It’s true with me, I really like you all, that’s why I said that, there is no superfluous meaning!”

“OK, thanks.”

In the afternoon, the important members of the new student union held a meeting in the activity room. Everyone got to know each other, and then introduced the departments and functions they were in charge of. They will work together in the future.

After Ji Xiuyuan introduced herself shyly, it was the turn of Yu Tingfeng who was sitting next to her.

Everyone turned to him subconsciously, and Yu Tingfeng said, “I, Yu Tingfeng, play sports.”

Everyone: “…”

Concise and powerful, um… no wonder the composition has zero points.

Song Zhaolan twitched the corner of his mouth secretly, and it disappeared in a flash.

However, this moment was still captured by Yu Tingfeng, or rather, since the beginning of the meeting, his gaze would flicker across Song Zhaolan’s body from time to time.

Yu Tingfeng smiled, leaned back in his chair leisurely, and stared at him more and more blatantly.

The meeting didn’t waste too much time, and everyone was busy going back to catch up with homework and write papers.

After the end, when everyone else had almost left, Xue Canming asked, “When are you leaving? Do you want me to wait for you?”

“No, I have to deal with some things, you go back to the classroom first, and organize the content as soon as possible.” Song Zhaolan said.

“it is good.”

Song Zhaolan lowered his head and continued to read the student union manual, and found that next month was the art festival, and there were quite a lot of things that the student union had to deal with. This was the first time that he personally presided over the overall situation, so he had to go to Liu Yun to discuss the scriptures again.

Footsteps sounded outside, and they walked in from the door.

“Why did you come back again…” Song Zhaolan raised his head, saw the person coming, and was stunned for a moment, “It’s you, something fell?”

Yu Tingfeng propped his hands on the table, bent down to look at the book in front of him, and said in amazement: “It’s amazing, old man, you have forgotten to eat and sleep, and you don’t even eat dinner. You are throwing away money for the student union. Does the head shed blood?”

Song Zhaolan smiled: “It’s not that exaggerated.”

Yu Tingfeng walked around the activity room, found a magic table basketball decompression tool, and sat next to him to play.

This little sound didn’t disturb Song Zhaolan, and the two of them went about their own business until two “grunts” interrupted Yu Tingfeng’s shooting.

He stopped and turned to look at the other party: “Hungry?”

Song Zhaolan’s face was reddish, and he touched his stomach, but said nothing.

Yu Tingfeng laughed, reached out to touch the back of his head, and then conjured up two red bean cakes like magic: “Let’s eat some first.”

Song Zhaolan went to take the cake in his hand in surprise: “How did you do it?”

“Want to take it for nothing?” Yu Tingfeng grabbed the cake and refused to give it, and said ruffiantly, “Should I say something nice?”

Song Zhaolan said: “Thank you for the cake, I love you.”

Yu Tingfeng was stunned, and the red bean cake fell out of his hand, and Song Zhaolan caught it in time.

After unpacking, Song Zhaolan ate one on his own, and found that the other party hadn’t moved, so he turned his head and took a look.

Yu Tingfeng is like a sculpture.

“Have you eaten yet?” Song Zhaolan asked.

After a long while, the sculpture spoke: “What did you just say?”

“Did you have meal?”

“Not the last sentence.”

“How did you do it? Love you.”

Love you.

Love you……

Yu Tingfeng smacked these two words, clenched his fists quietly, and gritted his teeth: “You, very, very good.”

“thanks.”

“…”

Very good, isn’t this something wrong with him?

How shameless, to say it so bluntly, without giving him a chance to buffer!

Yu Tingfeng stood up abruptly, looking at him with a complicated expression.

Song Zhaolan asked, “What are you doing?”

Yu Tingfeng strode out suddenly: “Please think about it carefully, I’m not ready for that!”

The author has something to say:

Song Zhaolan: What preparation?

Yu Tingfeng: You and I~ mouth to mouth~ live together in the global village~~~