Xueba school grass is cut from white to black

Chapter 191
Guan Ning and the others had just arrived downstairs and were about to go up when they saw Huo Lansu bringing Jun Zhimiao over.

Huo Lansu smiled slightly, and said to Guan Ning gently and politely:

"I remember you, you took Miao Miao to the basketball court last time."

Guan Ning nodded, seeing that Jun Zhimiao was still standing behind Huo Lansu stupidly, and pulled her over funny:

"Don't get bored, let's go upstairs and practice dancing."

Just as he was about to drive Huo Lansu away, he saw the corner of Huo Lansu's mouth curled up slightly, and he gave her a faint look.

The young man's black eyes were deep and cold, completely different from the gentleness just now.

Guan Ning froze unconsciously.

Jun Zhimiao was led by Guan Ning, turned his head to Huo Lansu, and said softly:

"You go back first, I'll find you after dancing practice."

There is an unconscious intimacy in the voice, which makes people very happy to listen to.

Huo Lansu leaned over and kissed her on the cheek before smiling:
"You remember to send me a picture."

"……Oh."

He turned and left, Jun Zhimiao covered the place where he was kissed, and stood there for a while.

After reacting, she quickly turned around, and saw Shang Wenli standing aside, looking at her speechlessly:
"If you have to stuff sugar at night, you don't think you will panic."

She smiled in embarrassment, and the group immediately went upstairs. Tong Mingqi also arrived within a few minutes, and the group began to rehearse the dance.

Jun Zhimiao and Guan Ning had discussed the follow-up dance style in the group before, because the dance skills of the remaining three were too weak, this time they still have to design their own dance, Jun Zhimiao suggested:
"How about we get props, props can enrich the visual effect of the dance, it must be better than dry dancing."

"What? Jazz sticks?"

Tong Mingqi said weakly: "I heard that Yang Ran's group got a jazz stick... Shall we hit it hard?"

"...Of course that's not good."

The five of them were silent for a moment, Jun Zhimiao recalled the various props he had seen before, and suggested:

"How about... a fan dance?"

Huo Lansu had just finished taking a shower, and was sitting at the desk sorting out his notes. At 58:[-], he received Jun Zhimiao's picture:

"Almost forgot about it!"

There was a crying emoji on the back, and he clicked on the photo: "It doesn't feel like there's a big difference."

Jun Zhimiao snorted: "You mean my P-map skills are not good."

Huo Lansu smiled and said, "It's clear that you are saying that the pictures look good whether you retouch them or not."

"Damn it, why are you so good at talking, you stinky man."

Jun Zhimiao looked at the time: "It's 59:[-], editing copywriting is not allowed! Just send me a photo honestly!"

"it is good."

At eight o'clock sharp, the two of them sent the photo to Moments at the same time.

Huo Lan refreshed his circle of friends, and the smile on his lips disappeared when he saw Jun Zhimiao's photo.

The picture that Huo Lan traced back was a photo of the two of them.The combination of handsome men and beautiful women looks good with a casual smile.

The picture posted by Jun Zhimiao is also a photo of the two of them together.It's just that Jun Zhimiao put a cute cat expression pack on his face.

Chen Qiheng was on the opposite bed, and his stomach ached from laughing after swiping the picture, teasing Huo Lan and said:
"It's obvious that my sister just doesn't want to make you public, Huo Gou, I didn't expect you to have today!!!!"

Huo Lansu held the phone in his hand and gave him a dark look, with an unusually gentle voice:

"Shut up if you don't want to die, understand?"

Chen Qiheng laughed louder and rolled on the bed.

Huo Lansu's phone vibrated, and he clicked on the message of Jun Zhimiao begging for mercy, followed by a series of coquettish emojis.

"Huo Shen, you only said that you can't shield people, you didn't say that you can't cover your face, don't be angry!!!"

Huo Lansu looked relaxed, and typed back:

"You're quite clever, you've used your cleverness against me, haven't you?"

"Hey, hey, isn't this...forced by life."

Jun Zhimiao's WeChat is only applied for by the university, except for family members, they are basically college classmates. Although there is an emoji on the picture, everyone can recognize who it is.

She seldom posts updates, and occasionally posts a text-only complaint.

It's rare to post a selfie, it's a photo of two people together, and there are more than a dozen comments within half an hour.

Chen Qiheng: [Sister did a great job! 】

Huo Lansu replied to Chen Qiheng: [Hehe. 】

Zhang Xin: [It's not easy to see a photo of the two of you together in your lifetime! 】

Tong Mingqi: [Ahhhhhh what happened that I don't know? 】

Han Man replied to Tong Mingqi: [During the competition, Huo Shen said that they would take a group photo and send it to Moments if they won. I didn't expect that! 】

Tong Mingqi replied to Han Man: [I understand, I understand, but why didn't you tell me directly when we were in the same dormitory, but commented back to me...]

Han Man: [Ahem... It's so exciting to eat melons! ! 】

Bai Bai: 【Finally show off your affection once, but you still don't show your face, ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh 】

Jun Zhimiao replied in vain: 【Didn't I show it off? 】

Baibai replied to Jun Zhimiao: [Who said you, I mean Huo Shen is good! 】

Jiang Qingyang replied in vain: [You don't understand this, it is obvious that Jun Zhimiao despises Huo Shenchou. 】

Bai Bai replied to Jiang Qingyang: [Get out, you don't even look in the mirror, the ugliest person here is you! 】

Jiang Qingyang replied in vain: [It's wrong for you to treat yourself like a donkey with good intentions. 】

Jun Zhimiao: [cough cough, please don't show affection in my circle of friends, thank you for your cooperation. 】

She waited for a while, but seeing no movement, she just wanted to wash up and go to bed.The phone on the bed suddenly vibrated, Jun Zhimiao turned on the screen of the phone, saw the incoming call displayed, and his heart tightened.

Sure enough, he still called.

Jun Zhimiao pressed the answer button with a gentle and well-behaved voice: "Good evening, Mom, what's the matter?"

Zhou Wan was on the phone and snorted coldly: "Is there something you don't know?"

"The group photo you posted, who is the man? That little Internet celebrity?"

"Mom, he's not some internet celebrity..."

"Looks so good-looking, if you have more money, there must be a lot of women sending you home, how could you even run over to be with you?"

Zhou Wan rolled her eyes: "Besides, I have inquired about it. There is no such good-looking rich second generation in City B. With such a good-looking face and good figure, he must be an Internet celebrity or a model. Be careful, maybe He also took your money to support other women..."

"Mom, stop talking."

Jun Zhimiao interrupted her directly, her voice became cold:
"It doesn't matter if you say me, don't talk about my boyfriend, he is not such a person."

Zhou Wan was taken aback, and said in a sharp voice: "Jun Zhimiao! I haven't learned anything in college for a year, so you learned to contradict me, right?"

"You understand that all your expenses are paid by your family! You didn't earn a dime, so what right do you have to yell at me here! Don't spend your family's money if you have the ability, don't rely on your dad's credit card! "

After Zhou Wan finished speaking, she hung up the phone heavily, and Jun Zhimiao unconsciously clenched her hands when she heard the beeping sound coming from the other side.

(End of this chapter)