High cold goddess?Oh, love brain!

Chapter 12 Self-cultivation of licking dogs

On the second day of the military training, Deng Xuefeng, the acting squad leader, took advantage of the intermission and gritted his teeth. While the big guys were not paying attention, he went to the fruit stand next to the cafeteria by himself, swiped his meal card, and bought two large watermelons in one go.

"Hey, the acting squad leader is treating guests to watermelon? Is this the sun coming out from the west today?"

Seeing Deng Xuefeng coming over with two big watermelons, everyone thought that Deng Xuefeng had become enlightened today, and he was so generous.

Unexpectedly, Deng Xuefeng completely ignored He Jing and the others, and without even looking at the people in his class, he carried the watermelon and ran towards the square team of the folk dance class 2 of the Music Department opposite.

"Song, classmate Song Enyan!"

Song Enyan was sitting cross-legged on the lawn chatting with her roommates and classmates at this time, when she saw a tanned figure rushing over suddenly carrying two big bags, she was almost taken aback.

"Thank you for inviting people in our class to eat watermelon yesterday, these are me"

"Hey! What are you doing?!"

Before Deng Xuefeng finished speaking, the chief instructor next to him couldn't stand it anymore, pointed at Deng Xuefeng and scolded:

"It's fine once or twice once in a while, is it over?!"

"Are you here for military training or for vacation?"

"It's only four hours of training, can't you take this little pain?"

"After the training is over, I don't care if you want to eat up all the watermelon stalls in our school, but in the future, during the military training, everyone, if they don't have health problems, are not allowed to leave the playground!"

"Also, you are not allowed to drop by between the various teams if you have nothing to do!"

Deng Xuefeng had been waiting to take this opportunity to talk to Song Enyan, but he didn't expect the chief instructor to make a sudden attack, and he was a little embarrassed for a while.

Song Enyan originally stayed here well, but because this Deng Xuefeng was scolded by the chief instructor for no reason, she felt very upset.

"Fuck! I didn't ask him to buy it!"

Song Enyan muttered something in her mouth, raised her head, glanced at Deng Xuefeng whose face was half covered by greasy bangs, frowned, and said coldly:
"Take it back, and don't come back again."

When Deng Xuefeng heard this, his heart sank.

It was hard for him to find a chance to talk to Song Enyan, and today he was bleeding out of pain, thinking that he could rely on this wave of watermelon diplomacy to win Song Enyan's favor little by little, and it was about to happen, but was suddenly interrupted by external forces, how could he be reconciled?

Deng Xuefeng gritted his teeth, put the watermelon in his hand on the grass in front of Song Enyan, turned around and ran away.

Seeing Deng Xuefeng's embarrassed back, several girls in the second folk dance class burst out laughing.

"Hahaha, Enyan, this boy seems to be fascinated by you, right?"

"No, are all boys so naive these days? Chasing beautiful women only by giving them watermelons? Hahaha."

"Hey, don't tell me, I remembered that when I was in high school, there was a guy chasing me in my class. Guess what he did?"

"How did you do it? Tell me, tell me!"

"Haha, he actually went to the school canteen to buy a bottle of Sprite, and then stuffed it in my desk drawer while I was away, and then attached a note saying that he liked me and let me be his girlfriend, hahaha almost embarrassed me to death!"

"Damn it! No way, why is he so embarrassed? I'm embarrassed to hear it!"

"I guess he's from the countryside. Hey, Enyan, what do you think the monitor of the first technical class will go to the supermarket to buy a bottle of Sprite that costs [-] yuan in two days, and then stop you when it's time to disband, take the Sprite and confess to you?"

"Hahahaha help! That scene is so funny just thinking about it!"

Song Enyan was scolded by the chief instructor for no reason just because of Deng Xuefeng, and she was in a bad mood at first, but now she was made fun of by a group of girls in the class, it's fine to make a joke, and even made fun of her being put together with someone like Deng Xuefeng, the number one beauty in the music department immediately became angry.

"Damn! Stop talking!"

While speaking, Song Enyan glanced at the square team of the opposite software technology class.

"I really beg him not to come again, he doesn't think I'll be ashamed!"

From middle school to the present, anyone who has the confidence to pursue Song Enyan must either come from a rich and powerful family, or be handsome. From a high-ranking student to the captain of the school basketball team, she has never seen Deng Xuefeng so frustrated.

Being pursued by this kind of person, Song Enyan only felt uncomfortable. To be honest, if it wasn't for permission, she wouldn't even look at Deng Xuefeng at all.

"Hey, which of these two watermelons do you want?"

Song Enyan looked at the two big watermelons in the bag on the ground, then turned to ask.

"No, how can people eat this watermelon without cutting it?"

Several girls said with disgust:

"That boy is really stupid. Will the owner of the melon stall help him cut it up and die? Why do you still want to chase the little girl?"

"Forget it, Enyan, since they gave it to you specially, why don't you take it back to the dormitory to eat later."

"Fuck, I don't want it, I'm dying!"

Song Enyan tried to carry the two watermelons.

"I don't want to go back to the dormitory with these two things! My dormitory is on the third floor!"

"If you don't want it, I'll throw it away after the military training is over!"

Hearing this, Song Enyan's roommate Huang Xiangyun couldn't sit still, and said softly:

"Enyan, isn't it good to waste like this?"

"If you think it's too heavy, I'll carry it back with you later. It should be fine if two people share it."

Song Enyan raised her eyebrows and glanced at Huang Xiangyun.

"How much are two watermelons worth? Are you short of this money?"

"Of course I don't need the money."

Huang Xiangyun said calmly:
"But how much money you have, you shouldn't just waste fruits and food."

"Hmph, of course I won't waste food casually, but is there any value in the things that this man sends out?"

Song Enyan snorted and said:
"You are so diligent and thrifty in managing your family, then you can take it back later, I can't carry it anyway."

After finishing speaking, Song Enyan also cast a look at the other two roommates, that is, Liu Jie and Zhang Siqi who were her backup dancers that day. The meaning is also obvious, that is, to warn them not to help Huang Xiangyun carry watermelons after they are disbanded.

Liu Jie and Zhang Siqi looked at each other, and finally nodded.

In this way, before the class officially started, a small group in a girls' dormitory had already begun to form.

"If no one wants it, I'll take it away later."

Instructor Zhao Jiayu, who had been enjoying the shade by the side and did not participate in the students' chat, spoke for the first time. She walked over and carried a bag of watermelons to the nearby tree.

This is the reason why she doesn't like to participate in the topics of these students. As the daughter of Zhao Donglai's family in Hangzhou, Zhao Jiayu is a serious son of a high-ranking cadre, and she has received very good tutoring since she was a child.

In fact, she also wanted to integrate into the students at the beginning and get closer to the students, but after listening to the chat content of these little girls, she was a little dumbfounded.

These good-looking, glamorous young girls from the music department, when they were not familiar with each other at first, they just chatted about Korean dramas, favorite stars and so on, but later, they started chatting, whose boyfriend gave them expensive gifts, what their parents did, who had the richest family in high school, who had the best car when commuting to and from class, and how the richest boy tried to chase her. Kayu frowned.

She didn't understand, why are children like this now?

Song Enyan didn't have a good impression of Zhao Jiayu. The instructors of other classes, at least during the break time, talked and laughed with the students. Only Zhao Jiayu put on a cold air and was very strict during training.

She glanced at the opposite side again, and found Xu Xu in the crowd at a glance. Xu Xu's fair and beautiful face was easily recognizable among the tanned boys.

"Humph!"

Song Enyan couldn't help gritting her teeth when she thought of Xu Xu's eyes that completely ignored her and treated herself like nothing yesterday.

For a guy like Deng Xuefeng, she didn't even bother wasting time and energy to deal with him. She really hoped that the person who ran over to deliver the watermelon just now was Xu Xu, and in front of so many people, let Xu Xu take his watermelon away.
On the other side, after Deng Xuefeng ran back to his class' square team, everyone in the class also booed.

"Yo yo, Deng Xuefeng is promising! Do you want to attack Song Enyan directly?"

"Damn it, it's okay, it's really not normal to make a move, it's not normal to make a move!"

"Deng Xuefeng, I heard that last night, there was a tall, rich and handsome guy from the Department of Economics and Management who ran downstairs to her dormitory to deliver meals to her. Really, I've seen that guy before. He's tall and handsome. Are you sure you can kill him?"

"Go, go! Don't talk nonsense!"

Deng Xuefeng blushed and stammered:

"I'm just out of politeness. He invited us to eat watermelon yesterday. As the monitor, shouldn't I return it?"

"Cut, you can pull it down, dare you say that you have no idea about Song Enyan?!"

Someone next to him didn't believe it, and Deng Xuefeng didn't want to explain anything. He stroked the greasy bangs on his forehead, looked furtively at Song Enyan on the opposite side, looked at her delicate face, recalled the few pitiful words she had said to him in the past few days, recalled her sweet and melodious voice, the smile at the corner of her mouth, and the charming fragrance on her body, Deng Xuefeng murmured:

"You don't understand."

"No one is worthy of her."

"Fuck! I'm going to throw up."

He Jing was made a little uncomfortable by Deng Xuefeng's appearance, and was about to find Xu Xu to complain, but when he turned around, he found that Xu Xu was not there. After looking around, he found Xu Xu ran to the back and chatted with a girl.

"Huh? You also like to eat rice noodles in Yunnan?"

Xiong Er sat on the ground with his knees hugged, his eyes wide open.

"Well, what's so strange about that?"

Xu laughed and said:

"There is not much difference in eating habits in Yunnan, Guizhou and Sichuan, but there are many ethnic minorities there, and there are many other characteristics. By the way, have you tried Dai flavor?"

"If you have a chance to come to Kunming in the future, I'll treat you to dinner."

After getting along for a while, the introverted Xiong Er is no longer so nervous when chatting with Xu Xu. She finds that Xu Xu is actually quite easy-going and easy to talk to.

He Jing originally wanted to shout for permission, but inadvertently caught a glimpse of Xiong Er's smile.

"Fuck! Hey! Old Cao Lao Cao! Look!"

He Jing pulled Cao Mingzhi next to him, and pointed to Xiong Er who was chatting with Xu Xu in the back row.

"Isn't that who, the girl named Xiong Er?"

"Well, it should be, what's wrong?"

"Miss! So there is such a beautiful girl in our class?!"

　It will be a little slow to heat up the characters in the early stage, but the rhythm will pick up later
　　
　
(End of this chapter)