Chapter 2 Our magnetic fields are not compatible 4
Another week passed in a blink of an eye, and the weather became cooler and cooler. The path leading to the school was covered with golden leaves, full of romantic poetry.
I walked out of the house slowly, pushing my bicycle in the cool autumn breeze. It was still early today, so I wandered to the breakfast shop I frequented most and found that there was already a long line at the door. I got off the bike silently and became a member of the line.
When I was looking around bored, a familiar figure appeared at the bus stop not far from me.
He was carrying a black backpack and wearing a soft grey sweater, with a white shirt showing through the collar and cuffs of the sweater, looking handsome and uninhibited. Black jeans and black suede sneakers lengthened his figure, and the morning light was particularly fond of him, outlining his three-dimensional features with golden lines and using orange light as a background for him. His appearance instantly illuminated the bleak street scene around him.
That’s right, he is Zeng Chen.
Zeng Chen studied the bus stop sign seriously for a while, and at this moment, a No. 76 bus slowly approached from a distance. He took a few steps forward, as if he was going to get on the bus.
I looked carefully and found that bus No. 76 went to the zoo, which was in the opposite direction of the school.
What was this guy doing at the zoo so early in the morning?
"Zeng Chen."
I called him, and Zeng Chen turned around and looked at me blankly, completely unaware that he almost got on the wrong bus.
"where are you going?"
His eyes changed instantly, full of contempt for me: "Of course I'm going to school."
"This bus doesn't go to school, don't get on the wrong bus!"
I kindly reminded him, and Zeng Chen looked at the bus stop again, but finally didn't get on the bus. It was my turn at that moment, and after buying breakfast, I pushed my bike to his side.
"Come on, I'll give you a ride to school." I patted the back seat of the bicycle, "You don't know the way anyway."
Zeng Chen didn't say anything, but looked at me with a strange look, which made me feel uneasy.
"What for?" I asked unhappily.
"Yuan Wan, are you still a girl? How can a 1.6-meter-tall girl carry a 1.8-meter-tall boy like me?"
I twitched my lips. Don't tell me, it's true. Wasn't it me who gave Lin Tong a ride last time?
"Okay, then I'll be leaving first." Not wanting to waste any more time, I was about to get on the bike, but before I could move, a hand grabbed the handlebars.
"Wait." Zeng Chen put down his backpack and stuffed it into my bicycle basket. He took the front seat easily with his long legs. "Come on, I'll give you a ride. Show me the way later."
"oh."
I sat in the back seat in a daze and grabbed the corner of his clothes, but I don't know why, I seemed to be inexplicably nervous and my heart beat faster.
The breeze brought me his special scent of sea salt, which smelled very nice.
The scenery kept receding, and the closer we got to the school, the more uncomfortable I felt. Wherever we went, everyone's eyes were attracted, and we could hear other people's unbridled discussions along the way.
"Isn't he Zeng Chen from the Computer Science Department? Who is he carrying?"
"It looks like Yuan Wan from the Art Department. Haven't you seen her photo on the campus forum? I heard that she and Zeng Chen appeared together on the first day of school wearing couple outfits!"
"Ah? Are they really a couple? Why did I hear that this isn't true?"
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Ideological and political theory, modern history...the morning classes were all like hypnosis to me. Fortunately, after so long, they were finally over.
"I'm free!" After the bell rang, Guan Qiao stretched out her arms and lifted me up from my seat after I had just packed my things. "Let's go eat. I'm starving!"
Guan Qiao, who was like a reincarnated starving ghost, pulled me all the way to the restaurant. We ordered our food and sat down. While eating, she picked up her cell phone and looked at it happily.
"Yuan Wan, did you know? Your live broadcast last night was in the top five of the hot list!" Guan Qiao stared at her phone with joy. This "agent" is quite competent.
"Really?" I leaned over to take a look.
The live broadcast went offline in a hurry last night. After returning from Zeng Chen’s house, I took a shower and went to bed, and didn’t pay attention to these things.
"Wanwan, you've made a fortune!"
Guan Qiao slid his finger, and another list popped up. I was shocked. It turned out that after I turned off the video last night, "ZC Big Devil" gave me another ice castle. With this conversion, wouldn't I have made a net profit of 2,000 yuan?
Who is this big devil and why is he so rich?
"Look, look!" As I was in a daze, Guan Qiao suddenly nudged my waist with her elbow and whispered, "Mi Lu."
Following her gaze, I saw four girls walking towards us with plates in their hands. The school beauty Mi Lu was walking in front. Her facial features were as delicate as a painting, her skin was as white and tender as a freshly peeled egg, her hair was as smooth as silk, and the white dress she wore also revealed her slender figure.
Although the other three girls beside her were also beautiful, they pale in comparison to her. The influence of campus beauties is indeed extraordinary. Wherever they go, they attract people's attention. But what I didn't expect was that these "four beauties" actually sat down in the empty seats next to me and Guan Qiao.
Sitting opposite Mi Lu was a girl with short hair. She suddenly asked, "Lulu, did you see that? A dark horse appeared in the Qingning TV rankings last night."
"Is it the one called Magical Soft?" Mi Lu said lightly.
Magical soft?
Guan Qiao and I looked at each other tacitly, and our ears immediately pricked up. While eating, we curiously wanted to listen to what they wanted to say.
"Yes, that's her!" A girl with slightly raised eyes nodded, "I heard that she has only broadcast live twice, and she wore an Iron Man mask every time, but I don't know why she is very popular. She attracted a large number of fans in the first time!"
"Humph, this kind of grandstanding person must be ugly! Don't worry, she will soon be forgotten by the audience. Only our Milu will be the ever-victorious little princess."
"Yes, maybe she wears a mask during the live broadcast because she is ugly. Isn't that unsophisticated?"
"Hahaha, then she has some self-awareness. She knows that she can't come out and scare people."
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The three girls chatted with each other, making Mi Lu happy, but I just wanted to roll my eyes as I listened. Come to think of it, I haven't followed other anchors on Qingning TV yet! According to what they said, Mi Lu is also a female anchor.
"That's too much! " Guan Qiao suddenly stood up from her seat, and I was so scared that I swallowed a meatball.
The "Four Flowers" were also startled and stared at her blankly.
"Hey, you girls, each of you is pretty, why do you speak so rudely?" Guan Qiao put her hands on her hips and yelled at them.
I tugged at her shirt to stop , but she waved her hand impatiently. However, she didn't slap my hand away, but threw it onto her own plate.
"Snapped!"
"boom!"
The silver plate flew high, drew a parabola in the air, and landed in front of Mi Lu's table. Pork belly, sweet and sour pork ribs, enoki mushrooms... were all thrown out, mixed with vegetable oil and juice, and stuck to her white dress.
"Ah!" Mi Lu's scream suddenly resounded throughout the restaurant.
