"Didn't you go drinking with Ouyang?"

Murong Yan immediately said, "I don't like drinking, so I let him play by himself."

In a room full of people, Murong Yan found it boring after sitting in the private room for a while. He might as well go to the dormitory to sleep with his roommates.

So Murong Yan came out without even saying hello.

Look, he is still wise and wise. If he hadn't arrived quickly, his roommate might not have been able to return to the dormitory.

When Murong Yan returned to the dormitory, he wanted to check if there were any injuries on Yaizhen's body.

Yaizhen waved his hand: "There's no injury at all. It's just this little spot on my face. If you come later, it will be healed."

"Don't underestimate these minor injuries, just in case..."

Murong Yan kept silent because he didn't want to talk about the bad things that might happen. It was too unlucky to curse his roommate.

"Anyway, I'll give you medicine first."

Murong Yan had two words on his head, arrogant.

Therefore, it is common for people to dislike fighting. No, the benefits are obvious. He has all the medicines for daily bruises and disinfection.

Murong Yan rummaged for a while and took out a ceramic bottle with no label on it, "Don't look at it, it looks like a Sanwu product. This is a highly effective medicine that my dad got for me. Last time I fought with someone, my shoulder...

It was almost cut to the bone, but after using this medicine, the last scar was not left."

Murong Yan said, taking a cotton swab and applying it carefully, "Please bear with it, it hurts a little."

"...Hurry up."

Yaizhen is a little tired. This injury will really heal if it takes a while.

"Okay, okay, don't worry."

Murong Yan agreed quickly, and his speed was still calm, and his expression was nervous as if he was undergoing a difficult operation. Yaizhen didn't say anything, and Murong Yan grimaced in pain for Yaizhen.

Yaizhen had no choice but to look straight up and see Murong Yan's Adam's apple. Compared to the slender and white necks of other students, Murong Yan's skin was a bit like wheat color, but not that deep. It was a contradictory charm between mature and youthful.

Yaizhen couldn't help but poke his Adam's apple. As soon as he started, Murong Yan's hand shook and the cotton swab was directly pressed onto the wound.

Before he could ask him what he was doing, Murong Yan quickly raised his hand and blew on his wound, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, does it hurt?"

"..." I felt the warm breath fall on my cheek, which made the skin numb. I lowered my eyes unnaturally, "It's okay, it doesn't hurt."

Seeing that there was indeed no pain on Yaizhan's face, Murong Yan breathed a sigh of relief and said, "I'm applying medicine to you, don't keep doing anything."

Yaizhen hesitated to speak, but finally swallowed his words.

Okay, it was indeed him who made the first move.

After the medicine was applied to Yaizhan, Murong Yan warned, "Don't touch the water. You can just wipe it with a towel in the next two days."

"OK."

Yaizhen went to the bathroom to clean up briefly. During this period, Murong Yan wanted to help the wounded person take a bath, but he was kicked out by Yaizhen.

He hurt his face, not his legs!

But I have to say that this medicine is really effective. By the next day, the scars on my face had disappeared, not even a faint trace.

Murong Yan pinched his chin and looked at the injured area, "It seems that you are in good health. I thought it would take two or three days to recover."

Yaizhen knocked his hand away and said, "Don't move your hands or feet."

Yaizhen went to the bathroom to wash up, and Murong Yan hurried in. When he saw Yaizhen brushing his teeth next to him, he felt a little unreal in this peaceful state.

Obviously his roommate has a good temper, and they have never had any conflicts or quarrels with each other, but Murong Yan inexplicably feels that his roommate needs to be coaxed, and he gets angry easily.

But if nothing else, it's quite fun to have a roommate living with me. I don't have the uneasiness of having my territory violated, but it feels like I have an extra companion.

I guess these are good friends!

Murong Yan had completely forgotten that Ouyang wanted to be his roommate but was ruthlessly rejected by him.

The two of them went to the drama club together. When they arrived, many people were already waiting.

Regardless of gender, everyone is dressed up carefully. If girls want to be close to the water, they have to get the male god first. Boys naturally have the same idea. The best goddesses in the school are gathered here. Naturally, they have to come here to fall in love with the goddess for a long time.

If you look carefully, you will see that only Yaizhen and Murong Yan in the audience are wearing school uniforms. The others are all high-end, casual and everyday but also full of design clothes, revealing all kinds of secrets.

But in front of Murong Yan, it was just a wink to the blind man, Murong Yan's eyes were always surrounding his roommate the whole time.

Ji Hua fell to the ground in front of him and didn't even notice, but Yaizhen pursed his lips, and Murong Yan handed over the water with a bright look.

"Having said so much, are you thirsty? Drink some water."

Yaizhen nodded, took the water glass from his hand and took a sip, and then told everyone: "Anyway, let's pick your favorite characters these days. In two days, we will start the group selection of characters."

Originally, many people didn't take President Yaizhen seriously. In terms of background, he had no background, and he had no ability, so when people heard what he said, they generally listened to one ear and the other.

But this thing is different, this is role selection!

The most important step to pursue a male idol!

Yaizhen doesn't care about everyone's attitude, as long as the final result goes in the direction he needs.

"Senior Murong." The elementary school girl with twin ponytails came over and asked, "What role does the senior want to play?"

As soon as the school girl said this, everyone at the scene was quiet for a moment, waiting for Murong Yan's answer, which would determine their focus in choosing roles.

"I'm not ready..."

Yaizhen interrupted Murong Yan, "Murong Yan is not going to play, but he will be the coordinator, and everything on site will be under his control. But Ouyang Chenshuo will play a role in it. As for what role, I don't know. Let's go back.

Let me ask."

The others subconsciously looked at Murong Yan, who also nodded, "Yes, he is right."

The coordinator means that all the characters will have a relationship with Murong Yan. As for Ouyang's character, since we don't know, we can only rely on luck.

The others looked at the script in their hands, their eyes becoming more determined.

"President, someone wants to sign up."

A member of the club came to Murong Yan. Although Murong Yan was the nominal vice president, everyone still thought that he was the president with real power, and they were not prepared to regard Yaizhen as the president at all.

Murong Yan took the trouble to remind him, "I am the vice president, don't you see the president is here?"

The visitor looked at Yaizhen awkwardly, but Yaizhen was not angry. Instead, he asked the visitor, "Who is it?"

It stands to reason that the registration channel has closed. Those who want to register have already signed up, and it will not be delayed until now.

"That transfer student who wears black-rimmed glasses every day. Ugly people tend to cause mischief. How about I let her go?"

Ling Bingyue...

Yaizhen stood up and said, "No, let her in."

He wanted to see what he wanted to do after just hurting him yesterday and now coming to his door in a big way.

Ling Bingyue didn't say much nonsense when she came in, and directly told Yaizhen that she wanted to join the club.

"You can come in if you want?" Yaizhen said coldly, "Don't you know that the registration channel has been closed?" gonЬ

"I know, but I was introduced by Ouyang Xue Shen after all. I hope the president will be more tolerant."

As soon as Ling Bingyue said these words, everyone's eyes suddenly changed a lot. Who is she who can be related to Ouyang, one of the two male gods?

System: [After assassinating you last night, Ling Bingyue used her own identity to meet Ouyang and forged the identity of Ling Bingyue's cousin. ]

I see.

"Okay." Yaizhen said happily, "Since it is Ouyang who has spoken, I naturally have to give him face."

Yaizhen changed the subject, "But the rest of our club has been selected. It's not good for you to just airborne. How about this. If you can get the role of the heroine in our next selection, you can

Join the drama club. On the other hand, even if Ouyang comes, I can't lower the style of our drama club."

"no problem."

Yaizhen's words made many people take a high look. He was able to withstand the high pressure and not directly agree to Ouyang Chenshuo's request. It seems that this president is not in vain.

If Yazui agreed directly like that, they wouldn't be too surprised.

But I will definitely feel that the drama club is just a joke, that is, two male idols are here, otherwise they would have left long ago.

【You know she will definitely pass.】

Yaizhen: Yes, but the heroine, of course, needs a little frustration to bloom her beauty.

The system still didn't understand what Yaizhen was doing, especially that night, so Yaizhen went to put pressure on Ouyang.

I want Ouyang to play the male lead.

Originally, Yaizhen thought that Ouyang would be a male supporting actor with a small role and a high profile. Who knew that he would act like this? So don't blame Yaizhen for not caring about human feelings.

But Ouyang was at a disadvantage, and Murong Yan had an elbow turned outward, so he had no choice but to agree.

Saying I was busy in the lab before was just an excuse.

He can be called a god of learning because his memory is beyond ordinary people. A few lines are not a waste of time for him.

After convincing Ouyang, Yaizhen announced the news the next day, and said that there was no need to cast a casting for the male lead, and Ouyang was directly chosen.
To be continued...