Meng Xiaozhi Sugar Core

"Really..." She obviously didn't believe it.

The first two classes in the morning were large classes, meaning that several freshmen from different majors attended the class together, and the course content was ideological and political. To put it bluntly, for most college students, the course content was too boring, so much so that it became a paradise for them to catch up on sleep and play mobile games.

Because we arrived relatively late, the back row of seats in the classroom had already been occupied by boys, leaving only the front row seats that the teacher paid the most attention to. Interestingly, there was a clear gender division in the front and back of the student seats. Most of the front half were girls, and most of the back half were boys.

There were no connected seats, so the four of us had to separate and find seats to sit down. I was embarrassed to squeeze in the middle, so I just found a random seat in the front row and sat down.

Halfway through the class, I felt the burning gaze from the classmate next to me while I was taking notes.

I turned my head and looked at the girl who had been staring at me. She had long black hair, bright peach blossom eyes under her long bangs, double eyelids, thick eyebrows, a pretty nose, and she was chewing gum in her mouth. She was not afraid of the teacher teaching at all.

"Hi, hello!" She waved at me.

I smiled back at her awkwardly and nodded. Even though she was a pretty girl, I would not talk casually in class. The habits I had developed in the past were not so easy to change.

"Why aren't you talking?" She came over, looked at my notes and said, "You're taking notes? Are you taking notes for this class, too?"

She seemed a little surprised and asked again: "Which department and class are you from? Why haven't I seen you before?"

"Well, can we chat after class?" I was a little embarrassed, afraid that the teacher would divert his attention to me. But obviously this worry was unnecessary. In such a large classroom, talking nonsense and slacking off had already become normal.

"Oh, okay. Good student, I won't disturb you anymore." She smiled mischievously and moved back.

Her disturbance distracted him from the class, and he didn't know if he was paying attention in the second half of the class. As for why he was not as relaxed as he was in high school, wasn't it because Li Xiao's college life was a replica of the boys behind him? If he didn't pay attention in class, his grades might not be guaranteed.

The get out of class was over. I sighed, threw my pen aside and lay on the table, thinking that it was really a torture to listen to the class seriously. I wanted to sleep so much! At this moment, the girl next to me poked my arm with a pen.

"He Qianning, what about you?"

"Li Xiaomeng, from the Normal University."

"Oh, this is my first time attending class. Thank you for your guidance." She extended her hand.

"Huh? First time?"

I politely shook her hand with a little surprise. She was quite strong and directly grabbed my hand and shook it: "Yeah, you skipped classes before. Anyway, the teacher doesn't call the roll, right?"

"Ha, huh..."

"Your hands are so cold..." She pulled her hand back and said to me.

"I'm sorry... maybe my physical condition is not good."

"Lin Daiyu."

"My name is Li Xiaomeng." I replied to her. This girl is too familiar. She just gives people nicknames right away?

"Oh, do you want me to warm your hands?"

"what?!"

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Tang Xin's number one love rival is about to appear! Can Li Xiaomeng control herself?

ps I recently encountered a tragedy, my friend's car was hit, the person who hit my friend was a prodigal son, and fled. The insurance will not pay.

Chapter 43 Afternoon

"Ah?" I looked at her in surprise, not knowing how to answer, and subconsciously moved forward defensively.

"Do I look like a bad person?" She burst out laughing.

"No, just... a little shy." I scratched my cheek, feeling a little embarrassed.

"Are you shy? Or are you just shy?" She giggled and bent over. "Add WeChat. I think you're quite interesting. Is it okay to get to know each other?"

“Oh, sure.” I nodded. Although I felt that the girl in front of me looked unreliable, I always believed that there would be no bad girls, especially in college, so I opened the WeChat QR code and asked her to scan it.

"Nancheng Jiumeng?" She frowned at my nickname. "It looks like an old man's ID."

"I'm really sorry." My eyelids twitched. The uncle was really sorry.

"But I quite like the avatar. It's a cute cartoon girl avatar."

"Well, my sister drew this for me. It has fox ears. It's pretty cute, right?" We became familiar with each other after a few interactions. I was naturally happy to hear her praise my Xiaoling's painting.

"And he looks familiar. He seems to be the protagonist of a popular comic book in high school."

"Do you like reading comics?" I was stunned. Wasn't she talking about Xiaoling's works?

"Hmm?" She raised her eyebrows. "I am in the art department after all."

"If you have the chance, you can teach my sister how to paint, if possible." I answered her with a smile.

"I don't think there's any problem."

"He Qianning..."

"Ok?"

"Add a WeChat note. Your nickname is 55. It's impossible to remember numbers or anything like that."

"Just call me Qianqian. Can I call you Xiaoxiao?"

"Huh?" I felt a little uncomfortable. "No one has ever called me that."

"That's great, I'm the only one who can call." She smiled happily.

The time after class passed by in a flash while we were chatting. As the bell rang, I suddenly realized that He Qianning seemed a little too familiar. Even my high school roommates who used to have a good relationship with me didn't seem to call me by nicknames all of a sudden.

No, she's attracted to me? I wondered.

It's almost time. Li Xiaomeng, how can you be so narcissistic and shameless? I patted my face. How can so many girls like girls? Even if someone likes you, you already have Tang Xin, so you must learn to keep a distance from others.

But if I have to keep my distance from girls, then I won't even have any friends. Am I overthinking this? I shook my head in self-mockery and turned to look at He Qianning who was standing beside me.

I saw her chewing gum, holding her cheek and looking at me with a smile. When she saw me turn to look at her, she waved at me.

Okay, what a weird guy.

……

After a morning of classes, the teacher taught me ideological and political theory and then Marxism-Leninism. I was so confused that I was exhausted and hungry. Fortunately, Tang Xin was always my caring big cotton-padded jacket. She came to the cafeteria in advance and got me food and vegetables waiting for me after class.

"Let's go to the playground and eat our lunch boxes while basking in the sun." She shook the plastic bag in her hand, which contained two small lunch boxes, one red and one blue.

"Okay." I felt healed when I saw Tang Xin's smile.

In winter, there were not many people exercising on the playground at noon. Even the boys who liked to play football did not appear on the artificial turf. Most of them were friends and couples, sitting or lying lazily basking in the relatively warm sun.

"Look, I bought you your favorite beef and steamed egg." Tang Xin took out a red lunch box and handed it to me, and gave me a pair of white chopsticks that felt warm to the touch.

In addition to the beef and steamed egg Tang Xin mentioned, there were three or four pieces of broccoli, a few slices of green vegetables, and half a red sausage lying on the crystal clear white rice. Each of them was like a master of space magic, stuffing the small lunch box full.

"Wow, it's so rich. Thank you." I didn't know how to thank her. Although I knew most of the dishes were from the cafeteria, I still couldn't suppress my happiness. Nothing could make people happier than enjoying delicious food and beautiful women at this moment.

"As long as you like it, you must be tired after four classes in the morning. Eat first." Tang Xin has become accustomed to me saying thank you to her often and no longer argues.

"Hmm." I nodded and no longer cared about my image. I buried my head in my meal.

Five minutes later, my lunch box was clean. Tang Xin's was still half full, as she ate more slowly than I did.

"Are you still hungry? I can eat less and you can eat these of mine." Tang Xin looked at me with doting eyes, which made me feel somewhat happy.

"No, do you mind leaning on me for a while?" I moved my body and leaned towards her.

"Sure." Tang Xin naturally wouldn't refuse.

I leaned my head on her shoulder, listening to her chewing softly, feeling relaxed and contented.

"I met a strange person today." I whispered.

"?" Tang Xin was a little surprised, but also acted relieved, "Is this another boy who wants to pursue you? You are used to it, right?"

"No, a girl. There was no seat during class, so I just found one and she sat next to me."

After hearing this, Tang Xin became concerned. She put down her chopsticks and looked at me. "And then?"

"She suddenly asked for my WeChat or something." Looking at Tang Xin's serious eyes, I suddenly didn't dare to tell her that the girl wanted to warm my hands, called me by my nickname, etc., just like I didn't dare to tell her about the bad things I did at school in front of my parents.

"Huh, is that all?" Tang Xin breathed a sigh of relief and continued eating.

"Well, it's about the same, but a little weird. He doesn't listen in class and even chews gum." I complained.

"is it beautiful?"

"Definitely not as pretty as you."

"You're just being rude. Tell the truth."

"She is pretty, right? But she is a little too mature. Her facial features are not as delicate as yours, and her figure is not as good as yours!"

After hearing what I said, Tang Xin couldn't help but curl up her lips: "That's it! Do you want to see what's under the clothes?"

"Eat well!" I glared at her.

"Tang Xin..." I asked again after a while.

"Ok?"

The sunlight shines through the gaps between my hands and sprinkles on my face. "Is my online name old-fashioned?"

"Old Dreams of South City?"

"Yeah. How about changing it and coming up with a couple name or something like that?" I muttered to myself.

"I've thought about it a long time ago. But after thinking it over, I think this name suits you! It's not old-fashioned at all." Tang Xin shook her head.

"Huh? Really?"

"Well, using a couple name makes me feel like Xiaomeng has been kidnapped by me. I think this name fits your literary and artistic temperament and has your flavor."

"My taste?"

"Hmm, Xiaomeng tastes sweet and salty..." Tang Xin stretched out her hand and made a gesture...

"You start to act inappropriately after three sentences..." I blushed...

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I want to take a day off on the weekend~

Chapter 44: Offensive