Chapter 167: Who is the prettiest

In the following time, the boy’s campus life gradually became fixed.

I have normal classes during the day, spend five minutes after school in the afternoon practicing "Love the 105-pound You", and gather with my friends in the art building in the evening.

Actually... Anting doesn't need to go to the art building every day, there is nothing wrong with him.

The main reason is that winter is here, and there are long lines to eat and take a bath. Self-study in the classroom is self-study, and going to the art building with books is also study.

Furthermore, when you are tired of studying, you can also look at beautiful girls to relieve stress.

Of course, Anting does not go there every day.

One afternoon.

An Ting made an appointment with the boys in the dormitory to play basketball. Gao Fei was not there, so he went on a date with senior Lin Yong.

It is very good to have a hearty exercise in winter. It can not only exercise the body, but also promote feelings. The feelings between boys are built through fighting.

After playing basketball, the relationship between Anting, Wang Zihong, Lin Shengwu and Lu Ren further heated up.

Several boys ignored the smell of sweat on their bodies, hugging each other, talking and laughing, and were planning to go to the canteen to eat together.

However, there are unforeseen circumstances.

Halfway through, when passing the art building, Song Ci’s voice suddenly came from upstairs.

"An Ting, wait a minute!"

"Ang..."

Almost at the same time, Anting raised his head and looked at the art On the fourth floor of the building, Song Ci stuck his head out and looked at him quietly, "What's wrong?"

At that moment, the other boys stopped where they were. Although they were a little jealous, they thought it was nothing. Everyone knows that Anting and Song Ci are lovers.

Understand understand.

They all focus on understanding.

Unexpectedly, the next second, Qiao Liang also stuck his head out and shouted: "Brother Ting, help me!"

"What help can you do?"< br />
Looking at Qiao Liang, the boys felt something was cracking in their hearts, but they still comforted themselves - it didn't matter, Qiao Liang and Song Ci were friends, and it was normal for them to be familiar with Anting, just ordinary friends. .

I still understand.

The friendship between us boys is indestructible.

What is even more unexpected is that beautiful girls appear one after another on the fourth floor of the Art Building.

Except for Song Ci and Qiao LiangFive dance team members, including Xu Qingshu.

　"Anting!"

　"Anting..."

　Is this, some kind of fairyland on earth?

At that moment, the boys gradually didn’t understand, twisting, deforming, cracking, and plasmolysis...

Forget about Song Ci, Qiao Liang, and Bao Weiwei, how could they still return the favor? Are there so many beautiful girls? They all seem to be very familiar with you, Anting!

The boat of friendship can capsize at any time!

The boys who were originally arm-in-arm suddenly saw so many beautiful girls calling for Anting, and they all left angrily.

Anting was communicating with the girls upstairs. Before he could figure out the situation, he found the boys leaving angrily, "Hey, where are you guys going? Didn't we agree to have dinner together? ”

What about being brothers for life?

Wang Zihong: "Have a hammer! Who can eat this! Break off the relationship, break off the relationship for one hour!"

Lin Shengwu: "That's right! Break off the relationship for one hour!"
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Lu Ren’s resentment deepened and he raised his middle finger.

Anting had a black line on his forehead. He seemed to have seen this move before: "Aren't you tired of breaking off friendship for another hour? Are you kids?"

"Huh!"

After waiting for the boys to go away, Anting sighed softly, focused his attention on the beautiful girl upstairs, and said helplessly: "Very good, you guys overturned me. Friendship boat."

There was a burst of laughter upstairs.

Not to mention, paired with the brilliance of the setting sun, they looked like fairies in a fairyland, and Anting was dumbfounded.

It always feels like all the beautiful girls in the school are gathered here.

He scratched his face and went straight to the topic: "What is going on?"

Qiao Liang laughed loudly and said: "Brother Ting, our dance clothes have arrived, you Go and pick it up at the school gate."

An Ting had just finished playing basketball and was actually a little unhappy. Unexpectedly, Song Ci echoed in the next second: "An Ting, we still have to rehearse, please help."

Now I had to agree.

"Okay, okay."

Even though he was helpless, the young man still walked to the school gate.

The performance of the dance team is folk dance, and the performance costumes are long skirts, which are very thin. There are seven girls in total. One boy is enough, and no one else is called.

Having said that.

From the school gate to the art building, I have to climb up to the fourth floor, which is much more tiring than I imagined.

It’s almost half past five.

Facing the setting sun and dripping with sweat, Anting arrived on the fourth floor of the Art Building, came to the dance studio, knocked on the door, and said angrily: "Hey, your special bodyguard is here."< br />
Before the door opened, laughter could be heard from inside.

Soon, Xu Qingshu walked out. Teacher Xiao Xu was not here today. There was only one teacher and seven girls inside. She said "thank you".

After taking the bag, he turned around and prepared to close the door.

When Anting looked at it, his eyes widened and he said unhappily: "Wait a minute, I've had such a hard time moving, why don't you let me go in and have a rest?"

That's all. Humanely closed.

At this moment, Qiao Liang emerged from behind Xu Qingshu, smiled and said: "Come in? Do you want to see all of us?"

Those words As soon as he came out, Anting was speechless.

"Uh... I forgot."

A girl wants to try on clothes, what are you going to do as a boy?

Just when Anting was a little embarrassed, Qiao Liang smiled and said: "Don't worry, I won't let your work go in vain. I will reward you for being the first to appreciate our dance costume~"

　“Oh…”

　“Stay tuned!”

　After saying that, the door was still closed.

While waiting, Anting leaned against the corridor wall, basking in the sunset and blowing in the wind, when he suddenly heard a cat meowing from the end.

The young man subconsciously turned his head and looked towards the end of the corridor on the other side.

Isn’t it?

There really are cats in our school...

Anting originally wanted to take a look, but unexpectedly the door of the dance studio opened...

" Hey, hey, hey, you can come in, brother Ting!"

Song Ci likes to call Anting by his name, a scumbag or a bad guy; Bao Weiwei likes to call Anting a bad guy; only Qiao Liang likes it Call Anting Brother Ting.

The porcelain statue of Song Dynasty is like a ray of moonlight, cold and bright, giving warmth at critical moments.

Qiao Liang is like a little sun, shining and heating all the time.

Seeing the door of the dance studio open, Anting had no choice but to put down the meow he had just made.

Walking into the dance studio at a leisurely pace.

Actually, the expectations are nothing. In my previous life, I often watched various dances online.I’ve seen videos of all kinds of casual outfits. It’s a piece of cake for a female high school student to change into a dance outfit.

My heart will definitely remain calm...

However.

When the boy took his first step, his pupils subconsciously shrank.

In the dance studio shrouded in the setting sun, the golden sunset complements the orange-red wooden floor. The air is filled with a mixed smell of sweat, new clothes, and girly fragrance.

The girls put on uniform dance clothes and really looked like school idols.

Of course... it has nothing to do with the word sexy.

Because this dance costume must be approved by the instructor, it is very strict and basically does not miss any part, but precisely because of this, it is purely based on appearance, figure and temperament.

Like flowers.

Qiao Liang is wearing a light golden dress, while Song Ci is wearing a lavender dress...

Normally speaking.

At this moment, girls should ask the boys present - how are they? Does it look good?

And the boys answered politely or sincerely - good-looking.

It’s a pity that Qiao Liang is a mistress who doesn’t play by the rules. Her first words were, “Brother Ting, who is the prettiest?”

As soon as these words came out, all the girls present became excited.

The person in charge of selecting people for the dance team is Qiao Liang. She is a face-controller. The seven girls present are all very good-looking. At least they are used to being praised by boys. Now that they hear such a comparison, they will naturally not ignore it. .

Including Song Ci, she also stared at Anting - who is the most beautiful! ?

It was clear that everyone was staring at Anting, but they were surprisingly unanimous in silence.

An Ting was dumbfounded - Xiaowai, didn't you say you were the first to see the beautiful girl's new clothes? Is this a reward for me?

How did the reward for moving things change into a proposition? !

This is a question that carbon-based organisms can ask! ?

You bastard, you are plotting against me!

There were eight girls present, excluding Xu Qingshu first. She was just a teacher. She didn’t buy clothes and didn’t participate in the comparison. She also looked at Anting with interest. She didn’t know why, but she really liked seeing this boy embarrassed. .

Actually...

An Ting is well aware of this problem.

Song Ci should be the most beautiful person.

Although Qiao Liang has the best figureIn order to stand out, the costumes of folk dances are all long skirts, focusing on elegance.

Girls with short hair are more suitable for a youthful and smart style. The long and straight black Song porcelain can perfectly highlight the temperament of ethnic skirts.

An Ting thought for a long time and said with an awkward smile: "They all look good...all look good..."

I would rather do nothing than make a mistake.

"Tsk, it's boring!" Qiao Liang said scornfully.

Song Ci did not complain. She is a person with high emotional intelligence and can understand Anting's difficulties.

The other girls just smiled, which was understandable - Anting chose the answer with the fewest comments, but at least there was no mistake.

Later.

Under Xu Qingshu’s instructions, the girls rehearsed completely in their dance clothes. Maybe they were not used to the clothes and shoes. Except for Song Ci, they basically made mistakes.

Qiao Liang made many mistakes. She must have never worn a long skirt before, so it was not very coordinated.

Song Ci is a very powerful person with zero mistakes.

Xu Qingshu took out her mobile phone, glanced at the time, clapped her hands, and said with a smile: "Girls, thank you for your hard work. We are here today. From now on, we will wear these clothes to rehearse every day and get familiar with them in advance."< br />
　"Okay..." the girls said in unison.

After dissolution.

The girls put on their original clothes and left one by one. They had no choice but to wear long skirts while walking on the school road. They would get damaged easily, so they had to change back.

And An Ting leaned quietly against the wall of the corridor, waiting for Song Ci and Qiao Liang to come out.

They have already ordered takeout in advance.

After a while.

Two girls came out together, carrying a bag containing dance clothes and shoes. They should be taken back to the dormitory to be washed. They smelled bad.

Seeing that Xu Qingshu had left, Anting gave Qiao Liang a look.

Qiao Liang raised his eyebrows and nodded crazily.

Seeing the two of them frantically exchanging passwords, Song Ci sighed softly and said, "Hey, it's just a takeaway. There's no need to be so mysterious. Let's go."

Today, Song Ci is slowly being led astray and can already do some small bad things, such as secretly ordering takeout.

It is impossible for you to ask Song Ci to skip school and classes; but she can already accept some small bad things.

Night has fallen, and the time is 6.30 pm.

If you don’t take out takeout or eat, thenI can't keep up with the evening self-study.

However.

Just as the three of them were about to pick up the takeaway, Qiao Liang suddenly stopped and exclaimed, "Oh no!"

The other two They all looked at her with puzzled eyes and said in unison, "What's wrong?"

Qiao Liang touched the back of his head, smiled awkwardly, and said, "I forgot, it's our turn today. Hygiene, Song Cici."

"Um..."

Song Ci actually forgot that it was their turn to be responsible for the hygiene of the dance studio today.

“Wouldn’t it be better if we skipped one day of hygiene?” Anting asked.

Qiao Liang said helplessly: "The person in charge of the art building is a middle-aged Obasan. He has to inspect the rooms with usage records every day. Especially recently, there are many people in the art building, so he is very strict. , the scolding is very harsh... But, I don’t care, I am not afraid of being scolded.”

Qiao Liang’s face is not that thick-skinned. During the military training, she was a magical being who flew out of the sky.

It’s just.

Song Ci is not that thick-skinned. She has almost never been scolded by her elders. She thought for a while and said: "Eat first. After the evening self-study, we will come back to clean up. !"

"Eh...but the art building at night is very scary."

Hearing this, Song Ci's ears twitched, triggering the keyword, this girl is afraid He is afraid of ghosts and very timid.

The next second, the two girls looked at Anting at the same time. The latter was slightly startled, seemed to understand something, nodded and said: "I really can't do anything to you... Then I will accompany you tonight. Come back and do some cleaning.”

That’s how we made an appointment.

After the self-study tonight, the three of us returned to the art building together.