in2ebook Chapter 331 Did you fall for it?
Chapter 331 Did you fall for it?
Song Huan's 50,000 yuan and 50 chairs were, of course, for Xiao Yunqing.
Hopefully, she can see what's written on the chair and he can listen to his explanation.
But on a deeper level, it's also about cultivating good relationships with the university leadership at the University of Tokyo.
I paid 50,000 yuan to secure Zhang Xiang's connection.
After you finish class and head to the Southeast University campus, no one in the logistics department, the school's Youth League Committee, or the student affairs office will dare to stop you.
He put the donation agreement and the logistics department's acceptance form into a file folder and leaned back in his chair.
After thinking for a moment, he opened QQ and sent several files to Xiao Yunqing.
"Little Cloud, could you help me compile a data review? The business directory at Dongda University also needs updating. Please."
He knew she was angry, but he also knew that this was exactly what she was looking for.
Instead of apologizing directly, make her feel needed.
The message has been sent.
He stared at the grayed-out profile picture for a long time.
It still didn't light up.
He sighed and logged out of QQ. A woman's heart is like a needle at the bottom of the sea.
When will you calm down?
Tonight, the school organized a movie screening for students from the School of Science and Engineering and the School of Business.
To put it bluntly, I'm trying to play matchmaker for you two; whether it works out or not is up to you.
After all, one college is all male and the other is mostly female. They rarely interact with each other except for a glance in the large classroom for ideological and political education classes.
In dormitory 409, Zhang Yang was standing in front of the mirror, spraying hairspray into his hair.
Liu Yu changed into several coats and asked Shen Yan which one looked best. Shen Yan leaned against the headboard and flipped through a magazine, saying without looking up, "They're all about the same." So Liu Yu changed back into the first coat.
Song Huan and Shen Yan weren't really interested in the blind date, but the movie playing tonight was "Transformers".
A classic, not to be missed.
The corridor outside the large conference room was packed with people.
The female students from the business school gathered in twos and threes. Some wore light makeup, while others wore skirts, their shoulders slightly hunched in the night breeze.
The male students from the engineering college mostly stood on the other side, some leaning against the wall pretending to play on their phones, others talking to their roommates, but their eyes would occasionally drift towards the girls.
A subtle, youthful anticipation filled the air.
Everyone hopes someone will invite them to watch a movie together, but no one dares to be the first to speak.
Song Huan walked through the crowd and spotted Xia Rou at a glance.
She stood by a pillar in the corridor, wearing a beige woolen short coat over a dress. Her hair was not tied in a ponytail but was left down over her shoulders, with the ends slightly curled.
She wore light makeup, her eyebrows were groomed, and she had a light layer of lipstick on her lips.
The person looks...
How so?
She was much gentler than the usual group leader who would stand with her hands on her hips and yell.
Song Huan couldn't resist being sarcastic. She walked up to her and looked her up and down. "Wait, what are you doing here, you tomboy? Anyone going to the movies with you?"
Xia Rou broke down instantly, her face turning bright red.
She spent almost an hour getting ready today, and her roommates all said she looked good. She also thought she looked pretty good when she looked in the mirror.
The first thing this guy said was, "Tomboy."
Enraged, she grabbed Song Huan's sleeve and raised her hand to hit him.
Miqin rushed over from the side, hugged Xia Rou's waist from behind, and pulled her back hard, her face turning red.
"Xia Rou, calm down! The boss just has a sharp tongue, don't take it to heart!"
Song Huan had already run away laughing.
Xia Rou's angry voice came from behind.
"Miqin, why are you stopping me! I'm going to kill this guy, to do justice to God!"
Zhang Yang and Liu Yu stood at the door for almost half an hour.
The two people, dressed in carefully chosen coats and with their hair styled with hair gel, stood at the entrance, watching couples of men and women walk into the conference room together.
They waited, waiting for some girl to even glance at them.
But as the girls passed by them, their gazes lingered for a moment on Liu Yu's glasses, then for a moment on Zhang Yang's slightly protruding belly, before looking away.
Nobody stopped.
Nobody asked them if they wanted to watch it together.
The last two people, clutching their admission tickets, walked in alone.
Liu Yu adjusted his glasses. "Let's go."
Zhang Yang messed up his hair, which was styled with hairspray, and followed behind.
When Song Huan walked to the meeting room door, several female students from the business school recognized him.
"Isn't that Song Huan?"
"It's the one who waits for you after class."
"She looks better in person than in photos."
They pushed and shoved each other until finally the tallest girl was pushed out.
She was very tall, wearing a camel-colored coat, with long hair, and had a very elegant smile.
She walked up to Song Huan. "Song Huan, would you like to watch it together?"
Her voice is very pleasant.
Song Huan hadn't even had a chance to speak.
A small cheer suddenly came from behind.
Shen Yan has arrived.
He was wearing a long, dark gray trench coat over a black turtleneck sweater, his hands in his pockets, as he walked from the other end of the corridor.
She looked like she had stepped right out of a magazine cover.
Several girls immediately surrounded them.
The tall girl also turned her head and glanced at it.
Then she turned around, said "I'm sorry" to Song Huan, and walked towards Shen Yan.
Song Huan stood there and smiled helplessly.
Suddenly, a hand reached out from behind and patted his shoulder.
He turned around.
Lin Yue stood behind him.
She wasn't wearing her rider's uniform today; instead, she wore a light blue knitted cardigan over a white T-shirt, and dark jeans.
Her hair wasn't tied up; it was draped over her shoulders, with the ends slightly curled up.
She wasn't wearing much makeup, but she was still very pretty.
She tilted her head to look at him, her eyes bright, a smug smile playing on her lips.
"Class monitor, did you get stood up?"
She put her hands behind her back and leaned forward slightly. "Would you like me to come in with you? Just pretend it's..."
She deliberately dragged out the sound, "Do one good deed every day."
Song Huan looked at her.
Her eyes reflected the light from the corridor ceiling, sparkling with a hint of mischief and a touch of cautious anticipation.
He put his hands back in his pockets. "Fine. I'm too lazy to ask anyone else anyway."
"You're being stubborn again. You're clearly looking forward to it too, aren't you?"
Lin Yue stuck out her tongue at him, then boldly reached out, grabbed his sleeve, and pulled him into the conference room.
The lights in the large conference room weren't all off yet, and GG was playing on the screen.
The two found a place to sit down.
A serving of popcorn, provided by the school, was placed in the middle of the handrail. It was divided into two portions, one for each person, and was still steaming.
Lin Yue sat down and placed the popcorn on the armrest between the two of them.
The lights suddenly went out.
The entire conference room was plunged into darkness, with only the light from the screen flickering.
Lin Yue's body stiffened abruptly, and the next second, her head was already resting on Song Huan's shoulder.
She held his arm tightly with both hands, like a cat startled by thunder.
Song Huan turned her head to the side. "What's wrong?"
I'm afraid of the dark.
Lin Yue's muffled voice came from his shoulder.
"You're afraid of the dark? Didn't you keep asking to go on the haunted house at the amusement park last time?"
"A haunted house is a haunted house, and turning off the lights is turning off the lights."
She looked up at him, her eyes gleaming in the darkness. "Do you have a problem with that?"
She hugged him even tighter.
Song Huan didn't say anything more.
On the screen, the Transformers logo began to rotate.
She leaned on his shoulder, her breathing gradually calming down.
After a while, she whispered, "Don't move, I'll be fine after the opening credits."
Song Huan didn't move.
The movie was more than halfway through.
Optimus Prime and Megatron were locked in a fierce battle on the highway, the sound of metal clashing deafening.
Song Huan stared at the screen, her hand reaching for the popcorn between the two of them.
As a result, my fingers touched a warm and soft hand.
He lowered his head.
The popcorn had been eaten up sometime earlier. Lin Yue put her hand in the empty box, palm up, waiting for him.
Then his fingers landed right in her palm.
She tightened her grip with her five fingers.
It wasn't the kind of gentle tapping.
It involves interlocking all ten fingers, with each finger threaded through the gaps, tightly clasped together.
Song Huan turned her head.
The flashes of light from the explosion on the screen reflected on her face.
Her eyes were sparkling as she looked at him with a smile.
Was the movie good?
"good."
"I think it looks pretty too." She shook their clasped hands, her tone light and cheerful. "It's especially beautiful."
Song Huan looked into her eyes. "Did you do that on purpose?"
She leaned her head against the back of the seat and turned to look at him.
"Deliberately what?"
"Eat all the popcorn. Put your hand in."
"yes."
Her tone was very soft, as if she were talking about something trivial, "Because you definitely wouldn't take my hand first, so I'm just helping you out."
She paused, her eyes curving into crescents. "So, did you fall for it?"
Song Huan remained silent for a while.
What do you think?