I want to have a normal campus romance

I want to have a normal campus romance Author: Zero Point Loft

I am just an ordinary college student. How can I have the honor to date you? What is the level of dating now? I have only had a few dating experiences, and I have dated celebrities, school beauties, and young ladies. Can I control it? I can't control it. I don't have the ability, you know? If it goes on, the truth will be exposed, and then it will be a Shura field. Then I will be killed by the axe. So - please be kind and don't bully me anymore,...

Chapter 1 Something is wrong with my college life

My name is Lin Ran, and I am an ordinary sophomore. Today is the weekend I have been looking forward to for a long time. I wanted to catch up on some sleep, but...

"Boom-"

In my sleep, I vaguely heard a loud noise like a depth charge exploding, which woke me up directly. I rubbed my head, sat up and looked under the bed.

"Fuck, Fatty, why are you up so early on Saturday morning instead of sleeping?"

Seeing the fat guy struggling to put on a pair of jeans that he only wore a few times throughout the year, I even thought he was still sleepy. Usually, the fat guy would skip his major classes in order to sleep in, and he got up so early today on the weekend. Is the sun rising from the west?

After careful analysis, I stopped thinking and came to a simple conclusion -

"I probably haven't woken up yet."

"Get lost, I didn't sleep at all last night. Today is Xia Xiaoyao's new album signing event, how can I sleep! If the situation had not allowed it, I would have gone to line up last night."

"Not really, Fatty?"

"Yeah, not even sleeping on the weekend, isn't that too cruel?"

It seemed that the noise was quite loud, even the other two were woken up, and when they heard what the fat man said, they all sat up.

"I won't talk to you anymore. It's too late. I'm leaving now!"

After saying that, the fat guy rushed out of the dormitory with a "meat, eggs, onions and chicken" attitude. Seeing this, I sighed that star chasing is terrible, and turned over and prepared to go back to sleep. It's the weekend, and if you don't use it to sleep in, you're wasting the meaning of the weekend.

I don’t know how long it had been, but just when I took the ticket to my beautiful dream from "Zhou Gong", there was a sudden knock on the door of the dormitory. The "Zhou Gong", who was originally amiable in my dream, suddenly snatched the ticket from my hand, kicked me off the bus, and woke me up from my beautiful dream again.

Why is it so difficult to get a good night's sleep?

"Which brave man will open the door..."

Before I could finish, I heard the originally quiet dormitory suddenly filled with snoring. Both of them started snoring and pretended to be deaf and dumb. I couldn't help but strongly condemn their behavior, and then... I also played dead and pretended that there was no one in the dormitory.

But the knocking sound outside the door was getting louder and louder. What was even more outrageous was that this guy had been knocking on the door for such a long time and didn't give up. It had been almost a minute or two!

"Who is that? Are you crazy?"

I couldn't bear it any longer, so I climbed down from the bed, angrily demanding an explanation. I turned the doorknob and prepared to deliver a standard three-part attack to the guy knocking frantically on the door.

But to my surprise, the first thing I saw was not the familiar slippers in the boys' dormitory, but a pair of black high heels? !

Well... nowadays, it is normal for a boy to knock on the door in a pair of high heels in the morning... What the hell! How come a girl entered the boy's dormitory? !

"Ok?"

At this moment, an angry voice came into my ears, and I raised my head belatedly. Looking up along the high heels, I found that the person standing in front of me was not the rough man I imagined, but a woman in a delicate and decent plain dress with a capable temperament.

Seeing this, I swallowed the three qualities I had prepared back into my stomach. Not for any reason, but simply because she was our new counselor - Xiao Jingwen.

Although Xiao Jingwen didn't say anything, but looking at her slightly narrowed eyes, I bet she heard everything I said just now.

"Ahem, Sister Wen, what's the matter?"

Looking at Xiao Jingwen standing in front of me, I couldn't help but curse my bad luck. I had only met the new instructor a few times, and now I was scolding her. I was so unlucky that even drinking water got stuck in my teeth.

Fortunately, she just looked at me again in annoyance, but did not ask me anything else. She just sighed and said to me slowly:

"The college has issued a notice that the original art performance has been moved up to coincide with the school's anniversary celebration. You are one of the few student union cadres I know in our college. Please come to my office after breakfast. I have just arrived and I want to find out more about the situation."

This...isn't this right?

I’ve heard of cultural and artistic performances being postponed, but I’ve never heard of them being advanced. Besides...advanced doesn’t even mean a month in advance.

"Sister Wen, let alone arranging the performance for our college, we haven't even done the publicity for pre-registration yet."

However, Xiao Jingwen seemed to have expected me to say that. She turned around, picked up a cardboard box from the ground and handed it to me. I thought it was definitely not a good thing, but before I could react, my hands had already taken the box consciously.

"Let's keep it simple. For now, we'll use last year's posters. The box contains tape and the posters I printed. Have breakfast and put the posters on several bulletin boards in our hospital on the way."

There was a hint of helplessness in Xiao Jingwen's eyes. She rubbed her temples, gave me a few instructions, and then left for a meeting. She told me to go to her office around ten o'clock.

Alas, in other stories, it would be the childhood sweetheart or the cute junior high school girl who woke me up, or at the very least, it would be the yandere young lady who was greedy for my body, why was it the counselor who woke me up in my case?

It is true that fantasy is beautiful, but reality is cruel.

Looking at the cardboard box in my hand, I couldn't help but feel a little headache. There are many bulletin boards in our courtyard, and posting posters is not an easy job. So I shouted to the two people who were pretending to sleep in the dormitory:

"Are any of you going to the battle with me?"

"Brother Lin, this poster is very valuable, you should go first."

"...Aba Aba."

Seeing the two of them pretending to be stupid, I couldn't help but raise my middle finger at them with disdain, accusing them of being so "unfilial" and not taking me, their father, seriously at all.

After asking the two people who planned to sleep in to remember to bring me lunch, I simply washed up, changed my clothes, and quickly left the dormitory carrying the cardboard box.

The canteen was much quieter than usual on weekend mornings, after all, most people were either sleeping in or out of school. I bought a few buns from the canteen, and while eating, I carried the boxes to several bulletin boards in the yard to post posters.

To be honest, posting posters is a promotional method used in the last era. Instead of spending a lot of time and effort to post so many posters, it would be more useful to send two announcements to the professional group or post a few tweets on the college’s official account.

But even if I complained a lot, I still had to do the work. After finishing the bun in my hand, the work of posting posters was almost done, which made my originally depressed mood better. Following the music that was played in the campus square before, I hummed a little tune and came to the last bulletin board.

Compared to other notice boards, the last notice board is much more remote. After all, it is located in the old campus and has more commemorative significance. Not to mention holidays, not many people would come here even on weekdays. I'm afraid only ghosts would come here to join in the fun...

I took out the poster while complaining, but before I could put it up, a sudden breeze blew and I was startled, accompanied by a leisurely female voice:

"Tianhai University Art Exhibition?"

Damn it? !

I was so scared by the sudden sound that I almost dropped the poster in my hand. I turned around abruptly and found that a girl was standing behind me. Although she was dressed normally, the strange thing was that she not only wore a mask, but also a hat, covering her head tightly.

"Classmate? What do you want?"

To be honest, if she hadn't been standing in the hot sun and dressed normally, I would have thought I had encountered some kind of campus weirdness.

"Art performance? Are you the arts committee member?"

"No, but I'm a student union cadre, so I was forced to come here to do the work."

I couldn't help but shrug helplessly as I said this, and continued with the work at hand. Although I didn't know why there would be people in such a remote place, it was nice to have a girl to chat with while working.

"Was that Xia Xiaoyao's song you were humming just now?"

"Uh, it seems so?"

“Are you a fan of hers?”

Huh? What's the problem?

"I guess so. One of my roommates in the dormitory likes her very much."

"So what do you think of her?"

My opinion? Why do you care?

When I heard this question, I couldn't help but stop what I was doing, turned around and looked at her in confusion, only to see her staring at me, which made my scalp tingle.

Damn, is he another crazy fan of Xia Xiaoyao like Fatty? Thinking back to Fatty's appearance, I couldn't help but shudder all over.

It’s better to finish the poster and leave as soon as possible.

"It's okay. I've only listened to her songs. After all, I'm not a fan of celebrities. I don't like or hate Xia Xiaoyao. I don't have any opinion on her."

But my answer didn't seem to satisfy her. After hearing my answer, she asked me several tricky questions, which gave me a headache. She seemed to sense the impatience in my tone, and she couldn't help but put her hands on her waist and said to me with a little dissatisfaction:

"You are a perfunctory person. I just want to know what you think of Xia Xiaoyao."

"Why do you care so much about what someone thinks of Xia Xiaoyao? Is there any benefit to you?"

I stopped what I was doing, turned around, and said a few words to her with some displeasure.

But when I saw that she was stunned, she seemed to be frightened by my tone. Seeing this, I couldn't help but sigh, spread my hands towards her and said.

"Don't get me wrong, I'm not targeting you, I just don't like celebrities that much."

"why?"

"Because celebrities often have one thing on the surface and another behind the scenes."

But just when I thought I had explained it clearly to her, she asked me another question.

"Why do you think so?"

"Aren't all celebrities like this? On the surface, they are youth idols, but they may have boyfriends behind the scenes, or even have a chaotic private life. Who knows about such things? Of course, I don't like to maliciously speculate about others. I just simply don't like celebrities."

It's not without reason that I make such speculation. After all, there are so many gossips in the entertainment industry right now. It's either someone has become a master of time management or someone has participated in a group "fitness" activity. There are so many gossips that even if Liu Huaqiang came, he wouldn't be able to finish chopping them for three days and three nights.

"Xia Xiaoyao doesn't have a boyfriend, and her private life isn't chaotic!"

"Oh, is it so?"

Having said that, I have become very impatient. Having said that, it doesn't matter whether I am right or wrong. There is no point in arguing any further.

After I finished speaking, I turned around and continued to post posters.

"What's that tone of voice? I'm telling the truth."

"Even if it's true, so what? Did you see it? Or are you Xia Xiaoyao? Anyway, I didn't see it. Secondly, Xia Xiaoyao is very beautiful. I have seen her, but such a beautiful girl is also a star. I know that she can't be my girlfriend. So why should I waste my time, material resources, manpower and energy on someone who will never be my girlfriend?"

After I finished speaking my opinion in one breath, there was no movement behind me for a long time. Just when I thought she had finally given up, she said to me again leisurely:

"You have a strange mind."

"This is not strange, classmate, this is very realistic. I am different from you. I am not a brainless fan. You can like your idol, but I just do my best and live my life well." I shrugged and said, "Everyone has their own life, just like Xia Xiaoyao is a star, and stars also have star lives."

"Xia Xiaoyao is also a human being. She also has emotions and desires. What makes you say that?"

"Ah~ yes, yes, yes."

"Xia Xiaoyao is also an ordinary girl. Why do you look at her like this?"

After I put up the last poster, I threw the tape in my hand onto the cardboard box at my feet, turned around, and said to her again with a look of disappointment:

"An ordinary girl? Does she have a boyfriend? Can that boyfriend be me? Let me ask you, since I can't be her boyfriend, why should I chase stars? Can I rely on love to generate electricity?"

"How do you know he's not you? Try your best, there are opportunities for everything in the world!"

When I heard her words, I even laughed at myself. To be honest, this is the first time I have seen someone who is in the wrong but can still speak so confidently.

"You are not her, so why do you say that? Or, if you were Xia Xiaoyao, then I would be your boyfriend. Is that what you mean?"

As I said this, I picked up the cardboard box and planned to leave without entangled with her any further. But just as I was about to leave, my arm was grabbed by someone, and she pulled the mask off her face, revealing her fair cheeks and a face that was so familiar to me.

Along with it came a sentence filled with anger:

"Yes! I am Xia Xiaoyao!"

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Looking at the girl in front of me who looked exactly like Xia Xiaoyao, I suddenly froze there. I opened my mouth to say something, but no word came out. For a moment, I even felt like I was petrified.

And at this time, I finally had the chance to see her true face. I saw that the fair skin on her face was slightly flushed, and she was staring at me with an angry look.

"I am Xia Xiaoyao!"

As if because I didn't respond for a long time, she emphasized it again, and as if she didn't want to admit defeat, her eyes were wide open, and I didn't know whether it was because of anger or excitement. At this time, her long eyelashes were trembling slightly, and she looked like she had suffered a great injustice.

Of course, my brain was short-circuited at this time, because I didn't react at all to what was happening. The dream lover and idol of so many people was standing in front of me at this moment and talking to me in such a subtle tone. This kind of thing probably only happens in dreams? Or was I not awake at all?

Besides, didn't Xia Xiaoyao have a book signing event today? Why did she come to our school if she wasn't at the venue?

Just when I was about to say something, I heard a sudden applause from behind me. I turned my head suddenly and found a middle-aged bald uncle dressed in a very avant-garde and literary style. He walked out from behind the tree while clapping and laughing. From time to time, he seemed to have thought of something, nodded frequently, and spoke confidently.

"Yes, that's the feeling, Xiaoyao. If you keep shooting like this, you can definitely achieve movie-level acting skills."

Before I could react to who this uncle was, I saw a few people carrying various photographic equipment jogging out from behind an old house not far away. When they saw us, they ran over and said to the uncle as they ran:

"Director, why are you here? The phone is also disconnected, and the crew is going crazy looking for you."

The uncle clapped his hands, then laughed, then turned around and looked back and forth between Xia Xiaoyao and me with a smile on his face.

"I just saw such a superb performance. Sorry to disturb you. I have muted my phone." He finally fixed his wandering eyes on me again. "But I think I have found a dark horse, which is more important than anything else."

Who is this person? Director? Acting?