Meeting that man's gaze, Ning Ruixing subconsciously took a step back.
The description of the great talent and appearance of the School of Foreign Languages is already so obvious, why didn't she think of it.
Speaking of which, their acquaintance benefited from the English speech contest held recently by the school.
Ning Ruixing's pronunciation is pure, with an English accent, and her rhythm is fast and slow.
After hearing her English accent, her English teacher put her into the competition without saying a word.
The English speech competition is fully managed by the School of Foreign Languages.
Lin Zihao happens to be the protégé of her English speech tutor.
He has rich experience in participating in the competition.
On several occasions, he was specially called to guide her on her speech skills and speech speed control.
I have to say that just looking at Lin Zihao's appearance is indeed pleasing to the eye.
What's more, when a mature male voice speaks a foreign language, he is confident and affectionate, and he does have the capital to make people's hearts flutter.
It's just that Jiang Yu Zhuyu came first, and Ning Ruixing is not easily attracted to people, so Lin Zihao made several vague hints, but she tactfully avoided her for various reasons.
But she didn't expect that he would be so direct and bold this time, performing this act in front of most people.
Confession is a matter between two people.
When others choose to exaggerate their feelings in public, they are exerting pressure invisibly, forcing the person being confessed to agree.
Ning Ruixing suddenly felt a little annoyed.
Following Lin Zihao's gaze, many people in the circle around him had already followed him.
Ning Ruixing whispered to Xu Jiawen to leave first.
She lowered her head and was about to walk into the girls' dormitory pretending to be passing by.
As soon as she turned around, a clean male voice came to her ears through the loudspeaker.
"Ning Ruixing, a student from the Chinese Department of Class xx.
I am Lin Zixing from the School of Foreign Languages.
There is something I have wanted to say to you for a long time.
I like it."
The next second, the unspoken words stopped for an instant, and all the noise and noise faded away.
After the sudden silence, there were exclamations one after another around him.
"Damn it, that handsome guy just took the speaker away."
"Jiang Yu is so handsome" "Looks like he is very angry, there must be something hidden."
Listening to the sounds around her, Ning Ruixing's steps suddenly stopped, and even her heartbeat skipped a beat.
Through the overlapping figures, Ning Ruixing looked up towards the center of the topic and saw the person standing next to Lin Zihao.
Since Lin Zihao can become the face of the School of Foreign Languages, his appearance is naturally sunny and elegant, but now standing with Jiang Yu, his superior temperament is now fully displayed.
The dim light under the street lamp reflected the hazy scene, and all that fell into her eyes was Jiang Yu's long and graceful figure.
Obviously her vision was blurry when she looked at Lin Zihao just now, but she could see Jiangyu very clearly.
Including his knuckles that turned white from the exertion of holding the trumpet, and his chest that vibrated with heavy breathing, so that his messy black hair, although noble, had an indescribable embarrassment.
Jiang Yu is always confident and calm, but at this moment, he seems to have a sense of embarrassment, as if he is rushing over without stopping.
Ning Ruixing thought and took a breath.
Jiang Yu wasn't having a dinner with the student union just now, so how could he appear at such a perfect time?
In the box.
The members of the presidium who had just returned from the restroom saw the vacancy in the main seat at a glance and asked casually, "Is the chairman still there just now?"
Zhou Hao lowered his head and glanced at the illuminated screen of his mobile phone, and said with an obvious tone of ridicule, "I'm going to take care of the housework."
What Lin Zihao did was indeed a big move.
It was inevitable that a few gossips would mention it in the senior group.
It was also because he did so much that everyone knew about it.
He asked the people who helped prepare the confession.
After a few words, he asked about the person he was confessing to.
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By coincidence, when he was just reading the news, he happened to be seen by Jiang Yu who was sitting next to him.
This was the first time he had seen Jiang Yu so anxious.
Lin Zihao recovered from the initial shock, looked at Jiang Yu with some displeasure, and asked, "Jiang Yu, what are you doing?"
When he first entered the university, he was famous for a while.
Unexpectedly, when he was reporting the next day, an island appeared in the School of Management, attracting everyone's attention.
So what about the student union president?
He is not a member of the student union, and Jiang Yu can't control him.
Besides, they are both the leaders of the school-level organization.
No matter what Jiang Yu says, he can't take advantage of him.
Jiang Yu ignored Lin Zihao's question.
He raised his chin slightly, held the horn, turned around, and scanned the crowd with his sharp eyes, and immediately locked onto Ning Ruixing who was hiding in the crowd.
His pupils were dark and unfathomable, as if they contained deep emotions.
Ning Ruixing's heart skipped a beat when she saw him, and she subconsciously became nervous.
The crowd surrounding her gradually dispersed as Jiang Yu walked towards her.
Jiang Yu stood in front of Ning Ruixing, leaned forward slightly, and said softly, "Do you want to hear it?"
"Wha, what" Jiang Yu's question was too abrupt, and Ning Ruixing was confused by his question, and controlled by her nervousness, her answers were a little awkward.
"What he wanted to say."
In his eyes, this farce was not even qualified to be called a confession.
It's just a performance psychology that has nowhere to express emotions and is stimulated.
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 huge crowd of bystanders to put some pressure on Ning Ruixing and force her to agree.
Not sure if it was an illusion, but Ning Ruixing felt that something was wrong with Jiang Yu's tone when he said this.
Even his breath suddenly dropped.
Ning Ruixing shook her head, as if she was not a person involved at all, but just a bystander.
She did not even look at Lin Zihao, but raised her head and looked at Jiang Yu.
His tone of voice was calm and direct, "I don't want to."
She had rejected Lin Zihao many times before, secretly or openly.
It was he who planned this so-called "performance" on his own.
She never liked this kind of sensational and publicized confession, whether true or sincere.
The matter between the two people has to be brought to the table, and the meaning has already changed.
Because of Ning Ruixing's words, Jiang Yu's already gloomy expression softened a bit, the corners of his lips raised an inconspicuous arc, and his deep eyes were filled with tiny smiles.
It was like thousands of stars falling into his eyes, shining brightly.
Ning Ruixing couldn't help but be a little dumbfounded for a moment.
Until Jiang Yu's voice brought her back to her thoughts, "Then don't listen and leave it to me."
Ning Ruixing felt a white light in her mind and couldn't distinguish the meaning of Jiang Yu's words at all.
She just nodded stupidly.
"Then go in and go back to the dormitory."
Jiang Yu lowered his voice, blending with the hazy night with indescribable confusion.
Suddenly coming back to her senses, Ning Ruixing frowned and was about to say something, but Jiang Yu immediately blocked her words.
"I said leave it to me, trust me, eh," he said, raising his hands, squeezing her thin shoulders, and turned her around towards the door of the girls' dormitory.
Behind him was the dense breath coming from his body, and the warm breath from his lips in his ear was like an electric current flowing through his body, causing a tingling sensation.
Ning Ruixing couldn't hear anything, only Jiang Yu's guidance lingered in her mind.
Jiang Yu and Ning Rui said something.
Seeing that Ning Ruixing was about to enter the dormitory and the confession would end in failure, Lin Zihao suddenly became impatient.
He took a few steps forward and wanted to grab Ning Ruixing, but was stopped abruptly by Jiang Yu.
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"Jiang Yu," Lin Zihao said angrily, and the anger in his heart became more intense, "It's none of your business, what's the point of stopping you here?"
Jiang Yu's usually calm eyes fluctuated slightly, but quickly returned to their previous calmness, with a hint of coldness in his facial expressions and even his voice.
"It's ten o'clock in the evening.
What you are doing is disturbing the security of the school.
The responsibility of the student union is to safeguard the interests of students.
I have every reason to stop you.
Besides," Jiang Yu paused and his voice became softer, as if he didn't even bother talking to Lin Zihao.
Say, "She doesn't like you."
Lin Zihao's face turned purple for a while, "So what?"
Jiang Yu glanced at him, moved his thin lips, and spoke in a low voice.
Then he threw the trumpet in his hand into Lin Zihao's arms and turned to leave.
Lin Zihao held the horn and stared at Jiang Yu as he left without turning his back, feeling a little angry.
He was the only one who heard what Jiang Yu said just now. joke.
Jiang Yu's mockery of him became a joke.
– Back in the dormitory, Ning Ruixing listened to Lai Yin's comments on Lin Zihao's actions tonight, but she didn't have any big reaction in her heart.
"Lin Zihao is good, but he can't compare with Senior Jiang Yu."
"For his ostentatious behavior tonight, it is inappropriate for him to be with you."
"I don't like him, and he even bothered me tonight."
"Senior Jiang Yu doesn't really like you, right?"
Xu Jiawen's eyes were full of ridicule, "otherwise, why would he stop Lin Zihao's confession?"
"How is that possible?"
Ning Ruixing retorted, "Don't talk nonsense."
As soon as she finished speaking, a new notification message came from the mobile phone placed on the table.
Ning Ruixing's heart skipped a beat, she clicked on the message and saw Jiang Yu's name at a glance.
“What else is there besides English speech coaching?”
Ning Ruixing was a little confused and sent a question mark.
"Aside from Lin Zihao's guidance on your speech, what other connections are there?"
Ning Ruixing felt a little weird that Jiang Yu knew that she had met Lin Zihao because of her English speech, but she didn't think much about it.
I was just about to say nothing, but after thinking about it, my long white fingers were typing quickly on the screen.
"He said before that he would teach me how to play basketball."
She had never been very good at sports.
She asked for a three-step layup as soon as she entered the freshman year.
It happened that Lin Zihao came to see her practicing when he came to revise his speech, and he casually mentioned a lesson to her.
However, Ning Ruixing didn't take it seriously.
It was only when Jiang Yu mentioned it that she recalled it.
It took a long time to reply to the message, and I turned on my phone several times, but there was no news from Jiang Yu.
When I didn't wait for news from him, my heart always felt uneasy, as if it was being hung up.
Ning Ruixing was holding a towel and was about to go in to take a shower when her phone dinged with news.
She took a breath and picked up the phone with some urgency.
The screen displays information earlier than social software.
The contact shows that he is from Jiangyu.
"I'll teach you English speech."
Then another message popped up.
"I am also responsible for your basketball." gd1806102: