Chapter 161 Rehearsing and ordering takeout

Five: fifteen in the afternoon.

Anting originally wanted to go to the dining hall to eat with a group of beasts in the dormitory, but because of Qiao Liang's words, the boys decided to break up with him for an hour.

Wang Zihong angrily said: "An Ting, let's break off our friendship for an hour. I'm afraid I won't be able to control myself and beat you up."

Lin Shengwu showed off Xiu Er Head muscle, said fiercely: "Sports Committee, let's break up our relationship for one hour!"

Lu Ren: "+1"

Anting: "."

It’s okay to break up the relationship.

One hour is too much to break up the relationship.

Anyway, the three beasts in the dormitory left angrily, leaving only Gao Fei to accompany Anting.

"To be honest, are you really not related to Qiao Liang?" Gao Fei asked curiously.

Gao Fei knew all about Anting’s behavior of recognizing his sister in the past, but he would not criticize his personality or anything, he would just ask casually.

Gao Fei’s mentality in making friends has been very positive from the beginning - seeking common ground while reserving differences.

Never make friends with the mentality of finding faults. The most important thing in life is to have like-minded friends. If you have the mentality of pilgrimage, it is recommended to go to a Buddhist temple or auditorium.

"Anyway, you and Song Ci are just pretending to be a couple, and it won't prevent you and Qiao Liang from developing a relationship."

But unexpectedly.

As he finished speaking, Anting took out an unknown object from his trouser pocket.

Take a closer look and you will see that it is a vocabulary book.

"An Ting...has he finally gone crazy?" Gao Fei trembled.

Anting said seriously: "I just want to study!"

There are less than two months left before the final exam. If you don't get into the top fifty, then what will happen? Anting has always been concerned about this matter.

"Also, I promised Song Ci not to fall in love for three years in high school."

Since junior high school, Gao Fei has been a messy person with a bad attitude towards life. There is quite a bit of rush in the game life, but even if he is bad, Gao Fei has a principle - he can be bad, but he can't drag others into the water.

At this moment, when he saw that Anting was sincerely studying, he didn’t say much, and just said: "Okay, then you can work on it slowly."

"You don’t have to Too unorganized." Anting warned.

　“I know, it’s getting more and more verbose.”

　ThisAt that time, Anting and Gao Fei were queuing up to eat, and suddenly found that the latter had ordered two portions of rice, and even asked to pack it, "Um... aren't you going to eat with me?"

Hearing this, Gao Fei Fei shook his head and said seriously: "No, the student union also performed at the New Year's Day party, which was singing the school song. Senior Sister Lin Yong was rehearsing, so I packed the bags and went to eat together... As you know, Senior Sister Lin Yong gives us breakfast every morning, so I should Help make dinner."

"Eh...what a surprise."

Gao Fei actually has a hint of a good man.

Sensing the boy's surprise, Gao Fei rolled his eyes and said, "Although I like to play with different girls and have had several girlfriends, I treat them all the same. Sincerely.”

It’s this sentence again, I’ve been tired of hearing it in my last life.

This guy is a passionate person.

Anting waved his hand and told him to get out of here.

In desperation, Anting had to eat alone in silence.

Who will care for the empty nest Anting.

In this world, what is more uncomfortable than being alone in the canteen is to find a cockroach leg on the plate after taking two bites.

Nausea.

"I won't eat."

Anting was also a little worried about Song Ci's dinner. Although there was food in the canteen at six o'clock, it was all leftovers. This is not good.

I walked out of the dining hall with hesitation. On one side was the boys' dormitory and on the other side was the art building.

His body was more honest than his mouth, he held his head in his hands and walked towards the art building with seemingly casual steps.

…

The hilly area of ​​No. 1 Middle School will not be described in detail.

Building D of the first-year boys’ dormitory is the commanding heights. The dining hall, administration building and art building below are buildings on the same horizontal line.

Then there are the teaching buildings, teaching plaza and other dormitories.

Then there is the track and field.

The Art Building is right next to the Administration Building.

Although it is an art building, music students and art students do not hang out here. It belongs to ordinary students and is a gathering place for clubs.

This is a five-story building with red as the main tone. The first floor is hollow. As far as the eye can see, there are only neat load-bearing columns and a few table tennis tables.

The second floor is the conference room and multimedia classroom, where the student union is based.

The sound on the third floor isThe music room is where the weekly music classes for first-year high school students and second-year high school non-art students are held, and the school's musical instrument club is here.

The fourth floor is the dance studio and the headquarters of the dance club.

The fifth floor is full of vacant rooms with no special purpose.

Around five-thirty in the afternoon.

An Ting climbed four floors to the dance studio of the Art Building. The Art Building slopes to the west. In the afternoon, most of the windows and doors are closed.

Under the protection of the setting sun, the corridor is very beautiful, like a golden shining avenue.

Standing in front of the door, the young man knocked on the door and shouted: "Hello, I am Anting..."

It wasn't that he was polite, but Afraid of embarrassment, the girls are changing clothes or something, a common plot in youth romantic comedies.

The so-called Touma style door opening.

　"Coming..."

　The voice was breathless.

The person who opened the door was Qiao Liang. She heard Anting's voice and came out to open the door.

The dance studio is probably the only classroom with a wooden floor in the whole school. The moment the door opens, the fragrance of a girl and a light musty smell hit the nostrils.

Hmm... youthful atmosphere.

Although it was winter, the girls couldn't stand rehearsing in a closed environment, so they all took off their coats and it became extra cool.

It’s winter outside and midsummer inside.

Qiao Liang has already taken off his sweatshirt, leaving only a gray vest and loose school uniform trousers on his lower body. The tight top and wide bottom outlines a perfect figure. His body is dripping with sweat, especially his face. , the long hair is stuck to the face, but the stupid hair is still strong.

It makes people think a lot.

Since the dance studio has a special wooden floor, only dance shoes can be worn inside. It was their first day of rehearsal, so they were naturally unprepared and could only wear bare feet or socks.

Qiao Liang was barefoot.

Qiao Liang’s face was originally very excited, thinking that Anting had brought something to express condolences, so she immediately came out and opened the door, but she didn’t expect that the young man was empty-handed.

"Tch...that's all you do?"

"An Ting, do you know? People can't be there, but condolences must be there!"

"If you keep doing this, I won't allow you to come over!"

"I am the president of the dance club, so I have this power!"

But unexpectedly.

The next moment, Anting raised his mobile phone and said confidently: "Xiao Wai, if...I mean if, if I treat you to dinner, how should you thank me?"

That moment In an instant, the setting sun fell behind the boy.

The whole person exudes holy light.

Qiao Liang was very cooperative, covering her mouth, pretending to cry with gratitude, and said: "Brother Ting, brother, are you serious?"

"Sister Qiao Liang, are you serious! "An Ting looked at Qiao Liang's proud bust and smiled confidently.

Hmm... Because of Qiao Liang's overly lively personality, the young man thought she was a younger sister.

At the same time.

All the other girls laughed, the conversation between these two people was so funny.

Qiao Liang turned around, faced the girls, and said excitedly: "I have something to announce, someone is going to invite me to dinner tonight!"

The girls were chirping, like, Like a lark, he was really happy - since Anting showed off his mobile phone, it was definitely not a restaurant, but a takeaway.

 Immediately afterwards.

Under the leadership of Qiao Liang, Anting entered the dance studio.

The moment he entered, the young man met Song Ci's gaze. The latter was also covered in sweat. He wore a long-sleeved T-shirt, school uniform trousers, and white socks with a little bit of black. He was not Song Ci. Dirty, but the dance studio floor is dirty.

This girl doesn’t like to show her feet.

An Ting looked at Song Ci, with a hint of heroism, and said with a smile: "Hey, I'll treat you to dinner."

Just as Anting was preparing to meet Song Ci's grateful eyes At this time, an angry symbol appeared on the latter's forehead, he frowned, and said word by word: "I! Yes! Big! Sister! Sister!"

　"Ang???"< br />
Hmm.

The young man had just called Qiao Liang his eldest sister. Song Ci heard it and was naturally stingy.

Why do you call her eldest sister, but you call me little sister! ?

Anting had to admire Song Ci’s ears, they were really sensitive.

I can hear this.

While Anting and Song Ci were interacting, the girls present began to make fun of Anting for being a 24-year-old boyfriend. He was afraid that his girlfriend would rehearse too late and not be able to eat hot meals. With the mentality of loving the house and the bird, everyone is invited to dinner.

Song Ci knew that Anting was not short of money. The high school entrance examination scholarship and part-time salary were enough for him to be arrogant in the circle of middle school students.

At first, Song Ci didn’t like to take advantage of Anting, and it was a kind of fuss.The reaction of disapproval was not that of family members; now, she could naturally accept the boy's kindness to a certain extent.

“Well, let’s order takeout. It’s winter and I don’t want to eat cold food.”

This is also true.

On campus in winter, it is usually difficult to eat hot meals after five o'clock. Since the lunch box was stolen, Song Ci didn't steam rice anymore.

"Leave it to me! You must have hot meals."

At this moment, a sense of mission arose in the young man's heart.

“Yeah!”

The dance team of No. 1 Middle School is a girls’ club. When it was first founded, gender issues were not considered. It should be because there were fewer boys signing up. , simply no longer recruiting men.

It’s a bit like a basketball team. I originally wanted to form a women’s team, but ended up not being able to recruit enough people.

Although I don’t know how many people there are in the dance club, there were only seven people participating in the New Year’s Day party.

Seven...

Odd numbers are inevitable. In every team, odd numbers can highlight the C position.

The C position is not someone else, but Song Ci.

Qiao Liang’s playfulness is far greater than her desire to win. Although she is the president, she has no interest in these details. She probably saw Song Ci’s desire to win and deliberately gave it to her. of.

Maybe Anting thinks too much. Does this short-sighted girl have so many thoughts?

Let’s get down to business.

"Then what do you want to eat? Hurry up."

Anting called a tea restaurant in the old market. Since the secret base included two meals, he recorded it. Called a takeaway number from a restaurant near City Square.

Seven girls gathered around.

Song Ci ordered pork ribs rice and Qiao Liang ordered chicken leg rice.

An Ting was not full just now and ate cockroach legs. He originally wanted to order chicken drumstick rice, but Qiao Liang was aggrieved and said: "Brother Ting, don't be like this, you can't order it." It’s the same, it’s interesting to share like this!”

“Damn it, is this also part of your plan?”

“Giggle.”
< br />In desperation, Anting ordered a different beef and egg rice.

The time is about 5.40. Anyway, waiting for takeout is a waste of time. The girls continue to rehearse.

Anting looked inside the house for a while, then went out and stood in the corridor.Waiting for the takeaway to arrive.

On the one hand, it was the first day of rehearsal. It was all broken down movements, and there was nothing interesting about it. Well... This is contrary to my wishes, but it was still somewhat attractive. The looks and figure were all there.

On the other hand, the smell of the dance studio is a bit strange...

There is no dance major in high school, and the dance studio is not used much all year round, and the wooden floor will have a faint smell. The musty smell, the seven women took off their shoes and rehearsed together, naturally sweating a lot...

Sweat, mold, and fragrance were intertwined, coupled with the graceful figures of the girls , especially Qiao Liang and Song Ci, even Anting, who has a 29-year-old soul, couldn't help but fall into a trance, feeling depressed and dry.

Avoid, avoid...

These days, there are no food delivery platforms and no riders. All businesses deliver goods themselves.

Anting did not use his personal name, but the name of a secret base. The other party knew that he was an old customer, so he expedited the process and arrived in less than twenty minutes.

Just when Anting was about to pick up the takeaway, Qiao Liang and Song Ci appeared together.

There were eight dinners in total. It was a bit difficult for the boy to eat alone, so the two of them helped.

Both girls put on their shoes. Song Ci tied a bow in a serious manner, while Qiao Liang stuffed the shoelaces inside.

Many details can reflect the character.

One is like summer, the other is like winter, one is unbridled and the other is restrained.