I really like your sand sculpture group friends

"No, Miss Mengyao," he complained, "This isn't a studio gathering, it's more like I'm attending your family dinner..."

......Bar?

?

At this point, Mo Xiangwen finally realized what was going on.

Everyone has known each other for so long, Su Mengyao couldn't possibly be unaware of the situation between Yan Nuoya and Bai Shishi.

Even if Su Mengyao hadn't considered it, there was no reason why Su Mengli, with her meticulous nature, would have forgotten such a thing.

Since Yan Nuoya and Bai Shishi could not possibly participate in the camping trip under these circumstances, was this camping trip really organized by the studio?

Although you insist that it was organized by you two major shareholders, it can certainly be considered an organization within the studio.

But he had a feeling that something was off from beginning to end.

Oh, right, Mengli went home to talk to her parents today.

Mo Xiangwen looked at Su Mengyao, who had an innocent-looking face, with some hesitation. Su Mengyao gave him a sweet smile.

They have such a good relationship, they probably wouldn't set up a trap for someone else, right?

Chapter 148 Another Invitation

I agreed anyway.

There was no other way. After all, Su Mengyao had said that the main purpose of this camping trip was not to discuss how to use the studio's profits.

Moreover, he lured two daughters from prominent families into his studio, so he needs to give them an explanation.

Of course, this was said by Su Mengyao.

...Does he have a leg? Didn't you all come to him willingly?

He was indeed very grateful to Su Mengli and Su Mengyao for joining the studio, but when it comes to kidnapping, he shouldn't have done something so heinous.

If I had to say something, Yan Nuoya and Bai Shishi were actually brought back by him.

Never mind, he's not the kind of person who would complain after getting a good deal.

Having such a familiar, kind-hearted, and outstanding young female colleague and shareholder has indeed helped him solve a lot of troubles.

At least he doesn't have to be an all-rounder; he only needs to know a little bit and do some auxiliary work, leaving the rest to the professionals.

Therefore, he had no choice but to meet Mengli and Mengyao's parents.

Mo Xiangwen sighed softly, feeling a pang of sorrow in his heart.

"Still thinking about camping?" Yan Nuoya, sitting next to him, asked in a low voice.

They arrived at 8 a.m. today, and went straight to the studio to pick up their books after getting off the bus before going to class, leaving Su Mengyao and Bai Shishi to play games in the studio.

In class, Yan Nuoya was also careful to avoid attracting attention from others—especially the teacher.

“Camping itself isn’t a big deal…” Mo Xiangwen sighed again: “I originally thought it would be nice for everyone to go camping together. We’d only play for half a day at most, and it wouldn’t matter if we were a little tired.”

"But I didn't expect to meet Su Mengli and her parents?" Yan Nuoya smiled and said with a beautiful curve at the corner of her mouth, "I think you don't need to feel so much pressure. After all, they are your friends' parents."

"Yes, you're right, Yan." Mo Xiangwen glanced at her. "I just don't know why you refused so quickly. Why don't you consider going camping together?"

Yan Nuoya winked at him but didn't say anything.

Fine, he knew that complaining wouldn't get him anywhere, and in the end he would have to face it all by himself.

While he was deep in thought, the bell rang and the teacher left the classroom. Class monitor Dong Xiang immediately stood up.

"Classmates, please stay behind for a moment. I have something to discuss with you all."

These words stopped him and Yan Nuoya, who were about to get up and leave.

Although they don't participate much in group activities, they still show at least basic respect.

"That's right, the school sports meet is coming soon." Dong Xiang raised his voice as much as possible and said, "There are still many vacancies in various events for our class that no one has signed up for."

As soon as Dong Xiang mentioned the school sports meet, Mo Xiangwen guessed what Dong Xiang was going to say and couldn't help but shake his head with a smile.

It would be a miracle if an average university class could gather enough participants so easily.

College students, after being liberated from their senior year of high school and entering university, become lazier than ever, as if they want to catch up on all the fish they missed in high school.

They've completely forgotten how much they loved PE in high school.

As the vice class monitor, Li Xiaoxiao also stood up and chimed in, "We still hope that all students will participate enthusiastically, after all, this is a rare class activity."

Such words are obviously meaningless.

Now that things have come to this, those who are capable of participating in the school sports meet and have a strong sense of class unity have already participated.

The rest were either like him, lacking any sense of class unity, or simply completely incapable of participating in the school sports meet.

Mo Xiangwen still remembers that when he was in college, during the annual physical fitness test, very few boys could do three or five pull-ups correctly.

One kilometer, and before even finishing the run, a large area had already been covered.

If it weren't for the experienced physical education teacher who knew that such things couldn't be too strict and gave them a wide berth, very few of them would have passed.

By the way, he has no problem with pull-ups, but he also collapsed after a kilometer.

However, the situation should be much better now.

After all, he had been accompanying Su Mengyao and Su Mengli on morning runs for some time now.

But if he really had to participate, he could only say that someone else should be chosen.

I could finish the race, but it would be embarrassing.

Although college students generally make a fool of themselves, there are always one or two athletes who do.

He doesn't need to elaborate on what a sports student is.

That's someone who can withstand full-throttle collisions and even slide tackles like a tiger; he's not someone to mess with.

As expected, Dong Xiang and Li Xiaoxiao's words did not attract much attention or interest from the audience.

The students were either playing on their phones or chatting in their seats, and no one was paying any attention to them.

Seeing this result, Dong Xiang and Li Xiaoxiao were helpless.

Once a task is assigned to a class leader, they have to work hard to complete it, because that's what they are, class leaders.

Dong Xiang felt very melancholy. He had been a class leader for so many years, so why did things change in college?

Instead of showing off, it feels like they're just serving their classmates.

Fortunately, everyone was still considerate of him and didn't make things difficult for him; he just wasn't actively participating in class activities.

"If any students want to participate, you can message me or Li Xiaoxiao privately." Dong Xiang sighed, waved his hand, and said, "That's all, everyone can go now."

As soon as he finished speaking, the students rushed out of the classroom, and no one went to the class monitor to sign up.

Since they couldn't be among the first to leave the classroom, Mo Xiangwen and Yan Nuoya decided to sit for two minutes and wait until the number of people had decreased slightly before leaving.

He planned to go back to his dorm to pack half of his clothes into his suitcase and then take them to his rented apartment.

He plans to leave the other half of his clothes in his dorm room so he can change after his morning run.

Or sometimes, something might happen that requires you to stay in the dorm overnight.

As for the blankets, let's leave them in the studio for Bai Shishi to use during her lunch break. Anyway, Su Mengli has prepared new blankets for them at the rented apartment.

After a short while, the number of people gradually decreased, and Mo Xiangwen and Yan Nuoya got up to leave.

Yan Nuoya's foot injury is not serious. He had checked her over again this morning before she left home.

Although bruises are unavoidable, at least walking is not a problem.

Therefore, he doesn't need to carry her this time; Yan Nuoya can manage on her own.

"Wait, Mo." As he passed by Li Xiaoxiao, Li Xiaoxiao quickly called out to him.

Li Xiaoxiao glanced at Yan Nuoya beside him, opened her mouth as if to say something but then stopped herself.

After hesitating for a while, he said, "Never mind, let Dong Xiang do it."

As if they had planned it beforehand, Dong Xiang also walked over.

"Mo, let me get straight to the point," Dong Xiang asked directly, "Could you please participate in the long-distance running event at the school sports meet?"

Mo Xiangwen pointed to himself in confusion: "Me? Are you sure you haven't got the wrong person?"

"No." Dong Xiang sighed and said, "The school sports meet is really short of people. I've signed up for several events by myself."

"But I'm also stretched too thin. With so many projects, I simply can't manage on my own."

Li Xiaoxiao added, "Especially for long-distance running, no one, whether male or female, has signed up yet."

"That's right, making college students do long-distance running? That's practically killing them!" Mo Xiangwen thought to himself.

Dong Xiang glanced at Yan Nuoya hesitantly, seemingly unsure of what to say. After pondering for a long time, he decided to conceal part of the truth.

"So, when Li Xiaoxiao and I were jogging in the morning..." Dong Xiang said somewhat hesitantly.

Seeing his expression, Mo Xiangwen remembered how they often misunderstood his relationship with Yan Nuoya, and immediately understood what he was worried about.

“Those two girls are also Yan Nuoya’s friends.” Mo Xiangwen said with a wry smile, “You don’t need to think so much, just say it directly.”

Yan Nuoya was slightly taken aback, but quickly understood what he meant. She nodded in agreement, indicating that he was right.

Dong Xiang and Li Xiaoxiao exchanged a glance, and couldn't help but feel relieved.

They had initially thought that Mo Xiangwen was secretly running with other girls behind Yan Nuoya's back. Since he dared to bring it up and Yan Nuoya had agreed, they figured there was probably nothing wrong and they were just overthinking it.

"Then I'll be frank. I see you often go for morning runs with them, so your physical condition must be pretty good," Dong Xiang said. "I really can't find anyone else, so I'd like to ask you to participate in the project."

He paused for a moment, then quickly added, "Of course, this is a request, I don't mean to force you."

"It's not just Mo; I'll try my best to ask about the other boys as well."

"With my skill level, I won't get any good rankings." Mo Xiangwen shook his head. "If you want to bring honor to the class, I think it would be better to ask other classmates for help."

Dong Xiang had anticipated his reaction and sighed, explaining, "Right now, we're lucky if we can even find people to participate in the competition. How can we possibly think about winning glory or anything like that?"

Li Xiaoxiao nodded and looked at Yan Nuoya: "Yan, I think I used to go for a morning run with Mo. Why don't you consider participating in the competition?"

"If you don't want to run long distances, short-distance relays or similar events are also an option."

“No way.” Mo Xiangwen immediately rejected the idea, “Her foot injury hasn’t healed yet. The school sports meet is just a few days away. There won’t be enough time for her to recover.”

Dong Xiang and Li Xiaoxiao gave him a strange look. He knew so much about the other person's injuries, and he could make decisions for them. How could he still be so stubborn?

Mo Xiangwen felt itchy all over from their gazes, and then suddenly realized that he shouldn't have made the decision for Yan Nuoya.

"Of course...it mainly depends on Noah's own wishes. If she wants to participate..." Mo Xiangwen quickly added.

He hesitated and stopped halfway through his speech.

If Yan Nuoya wants to participate, while we should respect her opinion, we should still try to dissuade her.

Just as he hesitated, Yan Nuoya spoke up.

"He's right. Thank you for the invitation, class leaders, but I won't be able to participate."

Chapter 149 I Don't Understand

"I don't know."

"Yes, I don't understand either."

"What did we do wrong to make you leave us?"

"Oh, it's unfamiliar."

"Sigh, the generation gap."

"Alas, traitor."

When Mo Xiangwen returned to the dormitory, his roommates were very welcoming. They even surrounded him and asked why he hadn't come to class or returned to the dormitory yesterday.

As soon as he started packing his luggage, the group's expression changed, and they began to tease him relentlessly.

"Aren't you going to act this time at all?" Zhong Taihong said, putting his arm around his shoulder. "Are you just going to move out with Yan and live a life of your own?"

"Although it's true that I moved out to rent a place with Yan," Mo Xiangwen replied without turning his head, folding a piece of clothing and stuffing it into his suitcase. "But there are two other people sharing the place, so there's no romantic time for just the two of us like you're thinking."