"Drunken by alcohol?"

"arrive!"

"Ouyang Nazha?"

"arrive!"

…

"Yang Guifei?"

"arrive!!!"

3pm.

Classroom 601 was filled with people.

As the counselor's assistant girl took the microphone and called the names one by one on the podium.

There was order in the front, and when Yang Guifei's name was called, the entire lecture hall burst into laughter.

Hahahahahaha.

I can't help but laugh when I see Ultraman with this name.

But everyone in dormitory 404 is also used to it.

Their names are all very distinctive.

Last semester at KTV, Lao Yang called Zhu Zi by his real name. At that time, the KTV waiter thought he was going to call her "Princess" and shook his head quickly.

At the same time, all 165 students from the four classes of the 2021 international trade major at Nanjiang University were present.

Just now Ao Ye was about to lower his head to help Lao Yang answer, but Zhu Zi imitated a rough voice and shouted.

It made the people behind laugh wildly.

At this time, Ao Ye, Lao Wu, and Zhu Zi were all sitting in the last row of the classroom, and in the middle were Lao Huang from the next dormitory and several people from other dormitories.

One of the boys is frequently reviewed by many girls because he looks like Cai Xukun.

Of course, apart from the Korean boy, the one who was more pointed and whispered by the girls was Ao Ye, who was sitting in the last row of the lecture theater, wearing a black baseball cap and gray sportswear, with a cold look on his face.

.

Although he was wearing a mask, his handsome face was perfectly covered.

But when he was going up the stairs to the classroom, Ao Ye tore the strap of his mask, and accidentally exposed his extremely handsome face. Suddenly, he had sword-shaped eyebrows and a high nose, and he was so heroic and handsome.

All kinds of girls screamed like crazy.

"Handsome guy looks at me!"

"Super handsome~!"

"Pet him!"

"Come on, everyone, be quiet. We are now starting the new semester's grade meeting. Are there any students willing to come up and perform a warm-up show to liven up the atmosphere?"

On the podium, assistant Zhang Jing smiled and raised her hand to recruit students who had talent performances.

"It's a rare opportunity to train yourself. Now that you have the experience of performing in front of a crowd, you will be more comfortable in the future~"

"Wu Hongyun! He sings very well, and he was the first in the Nanjiang City Hongkou District audition in Produce 101."

Someone suggested in the chaos.

Then all the eyes of the circle of people turned to the third row from the bottom, where it was the little brother who looked a bit like a celebrity.

"That's right, Wu Hongyun! Wu Hongyun!"

"Not to mention small performances, the campus singer championship in May is also his."

"Strength kills instantly."

Someone is hooting.

The handsome boy named Wu Hongyun smiled and said: "No, no, no, oh no, no need." Then he stood up shamelessly.

It made the boys in the back row complain.

"Okay, here's a classmate! Is there anyone else who wants to come up and perform?"

Zhang Jing, a girl wearing a tight-fitting white shirt on the podium, once again waved to the people present to recruit.

"Ye, why don't you go up there and perform?"

In the last row, Zhuzi, who was wearing glasses and reading a book politely, may have heard the discussion there just now, and touched Ao Ye's shoulder in dissatisfaction.

"Then someone who looks like a celebrity must be the 13th best singer in Hongkou. Moreover, Ye is also a novelist, so his writing and singing should be evident."

"superior!"

Old Wu was also encouraging from the side.

At first, Ao Ye thought that the two of them might just be making noise, but the next moment, Lao Wu raised his hands high and stood up: "We also have a handsome guy here who is very good at singing, Ao Ye."

Then Lao Wu dragged Ao Ye up.

"Old Wu!"

"Fuck your sister!"

…

"Hahaha, I only have an elder sister, not a younger sister."

"Fuck your sister!"

…

"Hold!"

The two almost started fighting.

But then some girls in front started whispering: "No, is it the handsome guy who just lost his mask?"

"What's your name...Ao Ye!"

"Hahahahaha! Why did you choose this name? It makes me laugh to death!!"

"My name is Sui Wujue!"

At that time, after Lao Wu finished his recommendation, the entire lecture theater instantly went into chaos.

Ao Ye originally wanted to drag Lao Wu and tell Zhuzi if he could keep a low profile, but the two people seemed to have agreed upon it, pushing and pulling Ao Ye out.

"Fuck him!"

Bamboo made a move to kill everything.

"There are so many talented people in our dormitory 404, we can't lose this concert!"

"That's right! I've already blown you away. Don't let me slap you in the face."

Lao Wu watched the excitement from the sidelines and didn't think it was a big deal.

"Okay, let's invite our classmate Ao Ye from the International Trade Center Class 2 to come up to the podium and prepare for the show. Our grade meeting will be three hours in total. We are still missing the last one. Is there any girl who is willing to come up and perform a talent show?"

On the podium, counselor assistant Zhang Jing has long black hair, is enthusiastic and cheerful, tied in a ponytail, and wears a tight-fitting white shirt with black bottoming underneath, making people at a close distance look at her.

You can clearly see that her shirt is transparent.

The image is still good.

But her lower body was in a pair of light-colored tight-fitting flared jeans that tightly wrapped her butt and legs, like an upright apple, with only a touch of white skin on her ankles exposed.

It's a pity.

A very plain young lady.

It seems that she is also bare-faced.

In the last row, after sending Ao Ye away, Old Wu looked at Zhang Jing on the podium with a telescope with great interest.

"This assistant counselor is pretty good."

Old Wu smiled slightly and muttered.

He glanced at the bamboo next to him. The bamboo seemed not interested in these activities, but took the time to look down at the novel.

Old Wu leaned over and took a look.

"Unscientific love."

"Night's novel?"

"Is it that pretty?"

Old Wu looked at the bamboo leafing through it with relish, with a sweet smile on his face from time to time. He murmured in his heart.

"Hey, it's a pity that we can't gossip with girls."

"Wanwan, come on!"
To be continued...