Chapter 13 Me

When he met the man's gaze, Ning Ruixing subconsciously took a step back.

The talented man and his background in the School of Foreign Languages ​​described it as clearly so obvious, but why didn't she expect it?

Speaking of which, their acquaintance is also due to the recent English speech contest held by the school.

Ning Ruixing's pronunciation is pure and tends toward the English accent, and the rhythm is fast and slow. After listening to her English voice, her English teacher pushed the person into the competition without saying a word.

The English speech competition is fully responsible for the School of Foreign Languages. Lin Zihao is the favorite student who guides her English speech instructor. He has rich experience in participating in the competition. On several occasions, he was specially called to guide her speech skills and speed control.

I have to say that looking at Lin Zihao's appearance alone is indeed pleasing to the eye, not to mention that when a mature male speaks a foreign language, he is confident and passionate, he does have the capital to make people excited.

However, Jiang Yu is ahead of her, Ning Ruixing is not easily attracted to people. Therefore, Lin Zihao has had several vague hints, and she has tactfully avoided them for various reasons.

But she didn't expect that he would be so direct and bold this time, and to perform this show in front of most people.

Confession is a matter of two people. When others choose to exaggerate their feelings in public, they are invisibly putting pressure on the person being confessed to agree.

Ning Ruixing suddenly felt a little annoyed.

Following Lin Zihao's gaze, many people around him had already followed him.

Ning Ruixing whispered to Xu Jiawen and left first. He lowered his head and was about to walk into the girls' dormitory as if he was passing by. As soon as he turned around, the clean male voice came to his ears through the loudspeaker.

"Ning Ruixing, a classmate from the Chinese Department of xx, I am Lin Zihao from the School of Foreign Languages. There is a saying I want to say to you for a long time, I like it..."

The next second, the words that were not released were stopped in an instant, and all the noise faded away. After a sudden silence, what followed was the screams of exclamations around him.

"Damn, that handsome guy took away the horn..."

"Jiangyu is so handsome..."

"I look very angry, there is no hidden truth, right?"

Listening to the sounds around, Ning Ruixing's footsteps suddenly stopped, and even his heartbeat was beating in a mess.

Through the overlapping layers of figures, Ning Ruixing looked up at the center of the topic and saw the person standing beside Lin Zihao.

Since Lin Zihao can become the facade of the Foreign Languages ​​Academy, his appearance is naturally a rare and elegant person. But now standing with Jiang Yu, his temperament of who is higher and lower is revealed at this moment.

The dim lights under the street lights reflected a hazy scene, and only Jiang Yu had a long and handsome figure.

She clearly felt that her vision was blurred when she saw Lin Zihao just now, but she saw Jiang Yu very clearly.

Including his finger bones that were white with force when he held the trumpet, his chest that was shaking with heavy breathing, and his messy black hair, although he was noble, he felt an indescribable embarrassment.

Some of Jiangyu are always confident and calm, but at this time, it seems like a sense of embarrassment, as if they are rushing over without stopping.

Ning Ruixing thought, and his breath condensed.

Jiang Yu was not having a dinner with the student union just now, so how could it appear so well?

Inside the private room.

The presidium member who had just returned from the bathroom saw the vacancy of the main seat at a glance and asked casually, "Where is the Chairman?"

Wasn't you still here just now?"

Zhou Hao looked down at his illuminated mobile phone screen, and his tone was obviously visible, "I'm going to deal with housework."

Lin Zihao's move was indeed a big move. There were inevitably a few gossipers who would mention it in the group of years. He blamed him for doing too well. He asked the person who helped prepare for the confession and asked the person he confessed to.

By chance, he was seen by Jiang Yu sitting beside him when he was just reading the news.

This was the first time he had seen Jiang Yu so anxiously.

...

Lin Zihao came back to his senses from the initial shock, looked at Jiang Yu with some displeasure, and asked, "Jiang Yu, what are you doing?"

When he first entered university, he was in glory for a while. Unexpectedly, when the next day, a Jiangyu appeared in the School of Management, which attracted everyone's attention.

So what about the president of the Student Union? He is not a member of the Student Union, and Jiang Yu can't take care of him. Moreover, the two are both leaders of the school-level organization. No matter how much Jiang Yu says, he can't ride on him.

Jiang Yu ignored Lin Zihao's questions, raised his jaw slightly, held the horn, turned around, and shot sharp eyes into the crowd, locking at Ning Ruixing who was hiding in the crowd at a glance.

His pupils were pitch black and unfathomable, as if they were filled with deep emotions. Ning Ruixing felt a sudden slap in his heart when he saw it, and he subconsciously became nervous.

The crowd surrounding her gradually dispersed as Jiang Yu walked.

Jiang Yu stood in front of Ning Ruixing, leaned over slightly, his voice softly, "Do you want to hear it?"

"What, what?"

Jiang Yu's question was too abrupt, and Ning Ruixing was confused by his question. In addition, under the control of his nervous mood, his answers became a little unsuccessful.

"What he wants to say."

In his eyes, this farce was not qualified to be a confession.

It is just an emotional performance psychology that has no place to express and stimulate.

After all, if you really like someone, you won’t want to put too much pressure on that person because of yourself.

But Lin Zihao obviously wanted to use the massive audience to give Ning Ruixing some pressure to force her to agree.

I don’t know if it’s an illusion, but Ning Ruixing felt that Jiang Yu’s tone of saying this was something wrong.

Even the breath was lowered a little further.

Ning Ruixing shook his head, as if he was not a person involved at all, but just a bystander. He didn't look at Lin Zihao, and looked up at Jiang Yu.

The tone of opening was calm and direct, "I don't want to."

She had rejected Lin Zihao openly and secretly many times before, and he was himself planning this so-called "performance".

She has never liked this kind of sensational confession, whether it is true or true.

The matter between the two people had to be moved to the table, which means that it had already changed.

Because of Ning Ruixing's words, Jiang Yu's already gloomy face relaxed a little, with an insignificant curve raised at the corners of his lips, and his deep eyes were filled with a tiny smile.

It was as if thousands of starry sky had fallen into his eyes, shining brightly.

Ning Ruixing couldn't help but be stunned for a moment.

Until Jiang Yu's voice pulled back her thoughts, "Then I won't listen, leave it to me to deal with it."

Ning Ruixing only felt a white light in his mind, and he couldn't tell the meaning of Jiang Yu's words at all, so he just nodded stupidly.

"Then go in and go back to the dormitory."

Jiang Yu lowered his voice, and the hazy night, with indescribable inspiration.

Suddenly coming to her senses, Ning Ruixing frowned and said something, but Jiang Yu immediately blocked her words.

"I said it and leave it to me, believe me, um," he said, lifting his hands, pinching her thin shoulders, and then turning the person towards the gate of the girls' dormitory.

Behind him was the dense breath from his body, and the warm lips in his ears blew, like electric current rushing throughout his body, causing a tingling sensation.

Ning Ruixing couldn't hear anything, only Jiang Yu's guidance lingered in his mind.

Jiang Yu and Ning Ruixing stood far away, and Jiang Yu deliberately used the volume that only two people could hear. Therefore, everyone was watching Ning Ruixing turn around and want to leave, but they didn't know what they were saying.

Seeing that Ning Ruixing was about to enter the dormitory and confession was about to end in failure, Lin Zihao was suddenly a little impatient and stepped forward a few steps to pull Ning Ruixing, but was stopped by Jiang Yu.

"Jiang Yu," Lin Zihao was anxious, and his heart became more and more depressed, "What does it have to do with you? What's your point of stopping you here?"

Jiang Yu's eyes, which had always been calm, had a slight fluctuation, but it quickly returned to its previous silence. His eyebrows, eyes and even his voice revealed a hint of coldness.

"It's ten o'clock in the evening now. Your move is to disrupt the school's public order. The responsibility of the student union is to protect the interests of students. I have every reason to stop you, not to mention," Jiang Yu paused, his voice became lighter, as if he was disdainful to talk to Lin Zihao, "She doesn't like you."

Lin Zihao's face turned blue, "So what?"

Jiang Yu glanced at him, his thin lips moved, his voice was very low, and then he threw the horn in his hand into Lin Zihao's arms and turned around and left.

Lin Zihao held the trumpet and stared at Jiang Yu leaving without any trace, and he felt a little angry.

Only he had just heard what Jiang Yu said.

joke.

Jiang Yu's mocking of him became a joke.

...

Back at the dormitory, Ning Ruixing listened to Lai Yin and his friends' opinions on Lin Zihao's actions tonight, but he did not react much in his heart.

"Lin Zihao is good, but it is incomparable to senior Jiang Yu."

"Just just act like this tonight, he and his will not be suitable."

"I don't like him, he even bothered me tonight."

"By the way, senior Jiang Yu won't really like you, Yu," Xu Jiawen's eyes were full of jokes, "Otherwise, why would he stop Lin Zihao from confessing."

"How is that possible."

Ning Ruixing retorted, "Don't talk nonsense."

As soon as she finished speaking, a new prompt message came from the phone placed on the table.

Ning Ruixing's heart thrilled, he clicked on the message and saw Jiang Yu's name at a glance.
To be continued...