When the class meeting ended, it was almost 8:30 pm.

Senior Zhang Panfeng hosted the class meeting in a stumble manner. After talking about various precautions, it was the turn of the students in Class 2 of Accounting.

Jiang Miao's self-introduction is mediocre.

It's nothing more than what I'm from, what I'm good at, what I like.

Unless he exposes Peach Jiang's identity on the spot, it will not cause any sensation.

Of course, even the ordinary self-introduction has attracted many girls to look at it because of this face.

Unfortunately, Jiang Miao has no interest in dating, otherwise it would be quite easy to pursue girls if he really wanted to.

After the self-introduction session is over, we will inform the recruitment of the military training political work group and the election of the class committee.

Both only need to send private messages to class to register, because everyone is not familiar with the school just now and there is no voting process.

After everything was settled, Zhang Panfeng announced his dissolution.

"I'll go to the bathroom, you guys go first." Jiang Miao stood up and said.

"Do you want to wait for you?" Wang Zin asked, "Just hurry up."

"Large size, don't wait." Jiang Miao waved his hand and squeezed out into the aisle.

Xun Liang moved out of his position and muttered: "Brother Jiang, don't pull on his pants again."

Jiang Miao: “…”

Why is this man so worthy of beating?

Walking out of the classroom, Jiang Miao entered the bathroom and stayed in the compartment for a few minutes to read the novel to pass the time.

[Porridge and porridge love to drink porridge]: It's OK, everyone is leaving.

[Miaomiaoxiu's thoughts]: It's here.

Jiang Miao replied, walked out of the compartment and washed his hands. While washing, he looked at himself in the mirror, thinking about how he was like an affair.

He had clearly made up his mind to stay away from his senior sister, but when the senior sister said she wanted to invite him to drink milk tea to apologize, he agreed by chance.

If it's just once, it doesn't matter, right?

Anyway, as long as you don’t reveal your identity as a Tao Jiang.

After all, it is exciting to think about it when I can walk with my senior sister under the moonlight, but I am still hiding it from others.

But he was not moved, he was just trying to find materials.

Yes, it's just a material.

Nodding to himself in the mirror, Jiang Miao wiped his hands clean and walked out of the bathroom and came to the door on the southeast side of the Accounting College.

Su Huaizhou was already waiting here, leaning against the wall with her hands on her back, the lights and moonlight shone on her delicate side face, her left foot wearing sandals was bit by bit on the ground, and the exposed white instep was very attractive.

"Let's go, the library's milk tea shop is closed very early, and you can't catch up if you go late." Su Huaixiang waved to his junior, then set out to walk out the door.

Jiang Miao quickly followed, his eyes landed on the senior sister's soft hair and round shoulders with his own thoughts, and then went down along her straight back and slender waist.

The clear moonlight acted as a pioneer and cleared the obstacles for the unrestrained gaze. It was not until Jiang Miao discovered it and stopped his rude behavior in his heart that Jiang Miao's gaze returned to the front.

But I have to say that the charm of the senior sister cannot be concealed even in the dark.

Even because of the looming relationship, it became a little more tempting.

But the senior sister herself was unaware of it, and she smiled and approached Jiang Miao and asked, "The department will recruit new employees in the next two nights. Are you interested in coming to the Youth Association?"

The full name of the Youth Association is Youth Volunteer Association, and is a group organization dedicated to serving volunteer activities.

The department where Su Huaizhu is located is the Propaganda Department of the Youth Association of Finance and Colleges. The status of the deputy director is quite important. If Jiang Miao is willing, it would be very easy to join the department.

But obviously, Jiang Miao didn't want to.

"Senior sister, I promised Wang Zinc to join the debate team with him. The Youth Association should forget it." Jiang Miao brought Wang Zinc out to save the venue. "I don't want to participate in too many departments and clubs, one is enough."

"Does the debate team?" Su Huaizhou glanced at Jiang Miao, and smiled sly with a sly look away from Jiang Miao's gaze, "That's not bad, it's quite a training person."

Jiang Miao, who politely declined the invitation from her senior sister, breathed a sigh of relief and gave herself a thumbs up in her heart.

It’s me, I can even refuse the invitation from my senior sister.

"What a pity~ If you join the Youth Association, there will be benefits for military training at that time."

"Hmm? What benefits?"

"For example, when you are resting, you can send milk tea, fruit, etc., as well as weekend dinners or B&B activities."

"...It's a pity." Jiang Miao responded, imagining the scene of her senior sister walking out of the playground, step by step through the crowd, and delivering the milk tea to her hands. She expressed her no envy at all.

Well, not at all.

Chatting about some trivial matters, the two of them had already walked to the milk tea shop.

After a few minutes, Jiang Miao came out of the milk tea shop. He was already holding a glass of iced milk tea in his hand and chewing the fairy grass he had just drunk in his mouth.

Su Huaizhu walked beside him and drank warm red bean milk tea.

"What a hot day, is the senior sister drinking hot?"

"Young brother is not very careful." Su Huaizhu raised his index finger and shook it, and said with a smile, "A girl, there will always be a few days a month."

Jiang Miao: “…”

This was not easy to answer, so he had to remain silent.

Su Huaizhou didn't care, so she changed the topic and sighed: "I knew I wouldn't stay up late to read the novel yesterday, and I didn't have to read it today."

"Cough..." Jiang Miao thought of the two chapters he updated in the early morning, but he didn't expect that the senior sister stayed up late last night and read it. "Can you see the others."

"I like to read this kind of dog food article recently, but unfortunately I have written too little. I only have a few books, so I have already caught up with the latest chapters." Su Huaixiang complained, "If I knew where Mitao Jiang was, I would have to arrest him and hold the header."

"..." Jiang Miao smiled angrily, "This is a bit too much..."

"Haha~ I'm just talking about it, don't take it seriously." Su Huaixiang smiled, "I hope he will get more updates after it is released."

Breaking update?

It does not exist.

Jiang Miao muttered in his heart.

4,000 words a day is already the limit of human beings!

Once this word count exceeds, it means that the author is no longer a human being.

Jiang Miao said that he still has a high sense of identity and belonging to human beings and does not want to abandon it easily.

...

At night, the senior sister and the junior were walking on the way back to the dormitory. The moonlight fell and intertwined the shadows.

The two talked and laughed all the way, but because of the common topic of online literature, Jiang Miao didn't even feel cramped.

Such a chat atmosphere makes people feel very comfortable.

But the premise is that the senior sister can mention a few less peach sauce.

Otherwise, Jiang Miao would feel that his eyelids would soon cramp.

It was a surprise, and the little heart could not bear it.

"Okay, I've finished drinking the milk tea, and I've also apologized. Come on, my junior debate team." When I arrived at the entrance of Building 30 of Xiuye ​​District, Su Huaizhu turned around and said with a clever smile.

The bright moonlight shone brightly on the black hair, and the evening breeze blew, sending a strand of her senior sister's hair to the corner of her mouth.

"Well, good night, senior sister."

"Good night~"

Seeing the senior sister's back disappear at the corner of the first floor of the hall, Jiang Miao knocked on the forehead, feeling emotion in her heart.

Is this college life?
Chapter completed!