I want to have a normal campus romance

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"Wow, I finally caught up!"

I gasped and ran into the subway car before the door closed. To be honest, next time I go out, I will definitely check the almanac. Although I said it last time, it was just talk at the time.

But after what happened today, I really have some doubts about whether I have been lucky or unlucky recently.

I'm unlucky. I've met so many beautiful women recently. If it was a few days ago, I would have only dreamed about it. Even if I told Fatty about my recent experience now, he would probably think I've been single for too long and have lost my mind, and then send me some mysterious links and let me solve them myself.

But if I have to say I'm lucky, all kinds of troubles have happened one after another recently, so many that I can hardly count them all.

In order to arrive on time, I rode my bike from school to the nearest subway station in less than ten minutes. The speed was so fast that I almost felt like I was recalling the time in middle school when I was racing against the school bell.

Fortunately, it was not the evening rush hour after get off work, and there were still many seats on the subway. I found a seat close to me and sat down. Then I took out my cell phone and confirmed the address that Liu Tongtong sent me again.

"Um... Helen's Bar, um... is this the place?"

Although I was a little surprised, I was not as shocked as the first time I saw the address message. After all, I never thought that Liu Tongtong's part-time job was in a bar. Most of my friends usually work in convenience stores or restaurants. Working in a bar... this is the first time I heard of it.

Although it may be a bit impolite to say this, to be honest, my first reaction when I saw this message was that Liu Tongtong was doing some shady job. But after thinking about it carefully, I felt that I was a little biased. After all, if she really was doing that kind of job, how could she let me help take her place?

I'm not the kind of girl who wears women's clothes and pretends to be delicate and easy to be pushed down.

I have been to that bar once before. It is located near the university town and its target audience is mostly young college students like us. It is a music bar, which is different from those nightclubs or big bird bars with DJs and many rich second-generation people.

But having said that, it's not very glorious to say it out loud. It also made me understand for a moment why Liu Tongtong asked me to help take the place. After all, this kind of thing... no matter who is asked to help take the place, it seems inappropriate.

I sighed and swiped down the screen to look at the messages Liu Tongtong sent me. Most of the content told me the specific location of the bar and the content of the work. I quickly flipped through them to get a general idea of ​​the situation, and finally stopped my eyes on the last message she sent.

"Brother, I'm counting on you, come on (ノ>ω<)ノ"

This girl... isn't she trying to get away with it by being cute?

When I rode my bike out of the school gate, I rode faster than the delivery guy on an electric bike next to me. Even if the Ghost Fire boy came, I guess he would have called me "big brother". The security guard at the door thought I was doing some kind of speed race.

After I looked at the last message Liu Tongtong sent me, the corners of my eyes twitched for no reason. I sighed, put the phone back in my pocket, looked up at the subway schedule, and silently calculated the travel time from the subway station to the bar, and how to get to the bar within half an hour.

Fortunately, I caught the subway, which only takes three stops, so I still have plenty of time. At least I don’t have to rush for the rest of the journey, which gives me a chance to catch my breath.

Just when I was considering which exit of the subway station to take, I felt something touching me next to me. I looked to the side and saw an ordinary black shoulder bag resting on my legs.

Hmm? Isn't this the bag of the lady sitting next to me? I was about to return it, but I found that the lady was not sitting there. I looked around with the bag in my hand and found that she was standing at the door of the car, talking on the phone and walking out.

"Hey! Your bag!"

However, she seemed to be arguing with the person on the other end of the phone, so she just kept walking out and didn't hear what I said at all. I hesitated for a moment, but still picked up the bag in my hand and hurried after her.

I walked out of the car quickly and trotted back to the middle-aged woman. When she saw the bag in my hand, she was stunned at first, then subconsciously reached for her side, but found nothing. Only then did she react.

"Oh, my memory is so good. Thank you, young man."

"it's okay no problem."

She took the bag from my hand, looked at me with gratitude, and then thanked me repeatedly. I waved my hand indifferently and turned around to go back.

But before I could run back two steps, I heard the "beep, beep, beep" sound of a door closing in the subway station. When I quickly ran to the door of the train, the door had already been closed. Looking at the tightly closed door, I felt like I was petrified for a moment.

"It's okay, just wait for the next one, it will be here soon."

The station attendant standing next to me saw my miserable experience and couldn't help but pat me on the shoulder and comfort me. After hearing what he said, I couldn't help but glance at the display screen in the station, and saw that it was estimated that there were still eight minutes before the next train arrived.

There are less than twenty minutes left before work starts. Including the travel time, there are less than five minutes left when I exit the station. With such a short time, even if I’m Superman, I won’t be able to make it in time!

It’s too late, no more waiting!

I looked at the itinerary map in the station. I was still one stop away from Haijin Wanda Plaza, where I was going. I sighed, took out my mobile phone, and ran towards the exit.

By the time I got to the bar, I was already out of breath. Thank God I arrived five minutes before four o'clock, otherwise I would have been considered late.

I straightened my clothes and then pushed open the door of the bar. A strong smell of alcohol hit me in the face. I was drunk yesterday and had a headache. But even so, the most urgent thing was to find the owner of the bar and report in. Otherwise, if I was considered late because I reported in late, I would feel like crying.

"Hello, do you need anything?"

"Uh, I'm here to work."

"work?"

The lady at the front desk saw that I was a bit unfamiliar, but she still went back to the inner room to call out the boss. I saw a middle-aged man in a western vest walking out of the inner room, but I don’t know why, compared to the boss’s temperament, I felt that he was more like a bartender who was mixing cocktails while watching Tom and Jerry.

But no matter what, since the real person was here, I couldn't just stand there and wait for others to ask questions, so I introduced myself before he even opened his mouth.

"Hello, I'm Liu Tongtong's classmate. I'm taking over her work for a day today."

So I said.

Chapter 12 Drunken Beauty

The job of a bartender sounds a little more advanced, but it is actually just a miscellaneous job. When there are customers, I help to entertain them. If there are no customers, I clean the place or even help out in the kitchen. It is a jack-of-all-trades position. It is really not difficult at all. For someone like me who has a lot of work experience, doing this little thing is still easy.

Especially compared to some restaurant waiters, the busiest time for bars is usually in the late night. There are very few customers in the afternoon. The busiest time is usually after dinner.

There weren't many people coming, so I was happy to have some free time. After all, who would complain that they didn't have enough work? And when it really started to get busy, I only had an hour or two left before I got off work, so I missed the peak business period of the bar perfectly. For a lazy person like me, it was really great.

And when it's busy, time passes faster than usual. By the time I finished taking the order for a table of customers who had just come in, it was time for me to get off work. This is compared to many new employees who have just started working and use all kinds of pretending to be surprised or giving various reasons to remind their bosses that they are going to get off work.

As a seasoned worker, when it's time to get off work, I just tell my boss that I'm leaving and leave. Of course, many bosses look down on this kind of behavior, but for someone like me who is just doing a short-term job, I will do an hour's work for an hour's pay.

Compared to the so-called praise or unrealistic pie in the sky, the increasing numbers on the card and the opportunity to return to the dormitory early to play a game are more attractive to me.

"Okay, just put your stuff down and then go home from get off work."

After I told my boss that I was leaving get off work, he looked at the time and after confirming that there was nothing wrong with the time, he didn't show any strange expression. Instead, he told me straightforwardly to put my apron on the rack at the back and I could leave work.

"Oh, by the way, are you interested in working for me next time?" The boss turned to me and said, "There are not many college students who work as hard as you do."

"Next time definitely!"

"Okay, if you want to come, just tell me and I'll arrange it for you."

It can be seen that the owner of this bar is a very efficient person. Working under him can save a lot of trouble. However, I still politely declined his invitation. Not only because I have many part-time jobs now, but also because Liu Tongtong works here. If I take over someone else's job, wouldn't it be very embarrassing?

At that time, don’t say anything about being my wingman or assisting me. If Liu Tongtong doesn’t eat me, it would be considered that she is very kind.

The boss was also an understanding man. Seeing that I declined, he didn't force me to do anything. After chatting with me for a few minutes with a smile, he left on his own.

"Hmm... Let me see. If we take the subway now, we should be able to get back before the dormitory is closed."

I took out my cell phone and looked at the time. There was still more than an hour before our dormitory was closed. Although there was still more than enough time, if I got back really late, I guess I would have to consider the issue of where to stay for the rest of the night.

Thinking of this, I stretched my stiff waist, sent Liu Tongtong an emoticon saying "Done", and prepared to catch the evening subway back to school.

But as soon as I walked out of the storage room, I found a group of people gathered in front of me, blocking the road. I looked carefully and saw seven or eight people gathered in front of me. They were about my age, all in their twenties. I thought they were college students from nearby universities. After all, this place was not far from the university town, and it only took more than ten minutes to get there by subway.

"Brother Liu! Come on! Today is the day to get rid of being single!"

"That's right! Get her!"

"Be a man! Be brave and move forward! Just do it!"

I saw a few men looking at the pretty lady at the next table not far away, and talking to the handsome man among them. I listened to their words and guessed that it was probably a few people from the dormitory who came out to drink together, got drunk, saw the beautiful lady walking alone, and tried to strike up a conversation with her under the influence of alcohol.

Seeing this, I also stopped and planned to join in the fun like the people around me. There was no way around it. This was a traditional skill engraved in the DNA of the "Chongguo people", just like the NPCs in The Witcher 3 could not refuse a wonderful game of Gwent under any circumstances. This kind of excitement... if I missed seeing it once, I would feel uncomfortable for the whole day.

In order to understand the specific situation, I asked the people who were watching the fun nearby. It turned out that there was a beautiful girl at the table next to them, who looked like a junior or senior student. It seemed that she had just broken up and was drinking alone. So the college students who came out to drink together urged the guy with the best looks among them to ask the beautiful girl out.

As the man spoke, he pointed at the beautiful woman sitting at the next table to the group of college students. I looked in the direction of his hand, and sure enough, she was a beautiful lady as he said. She was wearing a long, thin windbreaker and had a good figure. A belt brought out her curves. Of course, what was even more attractive was her temperament as an intellectual woman.

She lowered her head, drew circles around the rim of the glass with one hand, supported her chin with the other hand, and stared blankly at the wine in the glass. Her cheeks were slightly flushed, and combined with the many empty bottles beside her and her slightly swaying body, it was not difficult to see that she had drunk a lot.

It was not until the noises around her gradually grew louder that she reacted and looked sideways. It was at this moment that I saw her face clearly. Her face...her...why did she look so familiar?

Why does she look so much like...Xiao Jingwen? No, this is her!

Damn it, I ended up eating the melon on my head!

In order to verify whether I was dreaming, I even pinched myself. It was not until I felt a piercing pain in my thigh that I confirmed that I was not dreaming. Because in my daily life, Xiao Jingwen's image is that of a serious counselor, and she usually wears a capable and plain outfit, so it is difficult for me to connect the two images together.

What's more, with Xiao Jingwen's personality, she should be the kind of person who would never come to a bar.

But thinking back to the phone call this afternoon, it seemed that this somewhat magical thing made sense again. It turns out that women are very fragile after a breakup, no matter how old they are. What's more, Xiao Jingwen should be only two or three years older than me. After all, she came to work as a counselor right after graduating from graduate school. In a sense, it would not be too much for us to call her senior.

"Brothers, wait for my good news."

Just as I was staring at Xiao Jingwen blankly, the shock in my heart had not yet completely subsided, the voice beside me brought me back to reality again. The young man who was instigated by his friend to approach her seemed to be persuaded. After taking a sip of the wine on the table to build up his courage, he walked straight towards Xiao Jingwen with a glass of wine and said to her with a smile:

"Senior, do you have time to have a few drinks with the juniors?"

When Xiao Jingwen heard his words, a hint of boredom and fatigue flashed across her eyes, and she waved at him.

"Not interested, go away."

"Hey, senior, we don't have any bad intentions. We just want everyone to get together and chat. It will be more lively with more people."

Seeing that his attempt to strike up a conversation failed, he did not lose heart and continued to invite her sincerely. While speaking, he sat down opposite Xiao Jingwen. He seemed to be a little drunk and did not even understand Xiao Jingwen's very restrained refusal.

"You little brats, instead of studying hard...you actually go to bars and do this kind of thing, you...which department are you from...I...I..."

Xiao Jingwen spoke intermittently, but her words were very heartbreaking, causing the young man sitting in front of him to blush blue and red. And she must have drunk quite a lot, so she didn't even realize the current occasion. This is a bar, not a school.

Scolding a drunk, hot-blooded young man in his twenties in front of so many people, if anything really went wrong, Xiao Jingwen would definitely be the one who suffered. Seeing this situation, I quickly squeezed through the crowd in front of me and rushed over to smooth things over, otherwise it would be difficult to handle if a fight really broke out.

"I'm sorry, I'm late. I'm causing you so much trouble."

I took advantage of the opportunity and squeezed next to Xiao Jingwen before they could react. When the friends of the guy who was chatting me up saw me sitting next to Xiao Jingwen, they were stunned at first, and then suddenly came forward and said to me in dissatisfaction:

"Who are you? Can't you see we are chatting each other up? Do you understand the rule of first come first served?"

Seeing that the situation was not good, I was about to say that I was Xiao Jingwen's student and she was her counselor. However, on the one hand, this title might not be enough to calm these drunk students. On the other hand, if I drove up here in a "suicide truck" I would reveal my identity directly. If word got out that a college counselor was getting drunk in a bar, it would have a bad impact on Xiao Jingwen.

Although I wanted to find a way to have the best of both worlds, I couldn't just remain silent, so I made up my mind, quickly took Xiao Jingwen, who had drunk a little too much, and said to them:

"I'm so sorry. I had a little conflict with my girlfriend this evening. I came a little late. I'm sorry to have embarrassed you all."

While I was bragging to them, I turned around and blinked wildly to hint at Xiao Jingwen. After all, if she got drunk and blurted out "Who is your girlfriend?" or just pushed me away, then I would be doomed.

At best, they would think I was here to flirt with them, at worst, they would think I was here to pick up corpses, but no matter which outcome it was, it would not be a good one. So I stared at Xiao Jingwen's mouth, not daring to breathe, for fear that she would say something when she was drunk.

It seemed that even God was blessing me. At such a critical moment, she did not speak.

But her hand... moved, moved? Moved!!!

Hey, hey, hey, calm down! This is not a joke, this is going to cost someone their life!!!

This was the last thought in my mind before her hand dropped.

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PS: I'm here, ahem, but I'm only an hour late, so... maybe... they won't stew me, right?

Chapter 13 is waiting online, urgent!!!

Just when I thought Xiao Jingwen was so drunk that she didn't recognize any relatives and treated me as her ex-boyfriend and was going to use the Tathagata Palm on me, she raised her hands high, but then gently dropped them. She patted my cheek with her right hand and then pinched my face.

Although my face was pinched and it hurt a little, perhaps in the eyes of outsiders, this painless fight was more like a flirtation between lovers. And Xiao Jingwen didn't seem to be as drunk as I thought. Even if she was still drunk, at least she didn't dig a big hole for me.

"You...why are you here?"

"Wen...Wenwen, stop making trouble."

I know this name is a bit corny, but if I don't say anything, I guess there's no way to stop others from giving up. What we need now is a quick victory.

Otherwise, the more you talk, the more mistakes you will make. What if Xiao Jingwen lets something slip, or drives a "suicide truck"? Then no matter how glorious I look now, I will be so miserable when my lie is exposed.

"Dude, I'm sorry."

"Oh! Really, I actually have a boyfriend... it spoils the fun."

The guy sitting opposite me, after hearing the steps I handed over, tactfully stood up and left, and did not continue to flirt with Xiao Jingwen. Seeing this, his friends stopped making a fuss and returned to their seats in distress and embarrassment.

After all, it's not more than a decade ago now, and those who come here are college students, not the leaders of the "Shamatte" gang with dyed yellow hair. Even if they are a little drunk, after seeing me, the "fake owner", coming, they lost interest in Xiao Jingwen, who is no longer single.

Stealing someone's love in front of your boyfriend and so many people is probably something that only happens in NTR comics. I have never seen anyone so bold in real life.

But before leaving, he glanced at me vaguely, and that look seemed to say, how could a beauty like Xiao Jingwen like me? Seeing this, my eyes twitched. Although I know that it is nonsense to be loved by everyone, after all, I am not a red Mao Zedong that everyone likes, but you don’t have to look at me like this, right?

Is my personal charm so bad?

After the guy who had approached him left, his friends followed him back to continue drinking, chatting and gossiping, while the people who were watching the fun sighed with regret when they saw that there was nothing fun to watch, and then dispersed, each doing their own thing.

I saw that there was no one around and was about to breathe a sigh of relief when I felt someone pulling my ear. I looked sideways and saw that it was indeed Xiao Jingwen who was pulling my ear.

"Hiss—it hurts, Sister Wen, let go, it's me."