The first floor of the Student Union Building is the reception hall.

Here, the student union officers responsible for reception will dress up in special characters to receive students and screen out students who really have problems and need help.

That's what Anjie Ni's job is.

Her favorite reception image is the 'bald orangutan' with flaming red lips and charming eyelashes. This image combines the impact of muscles with abstract beauty makeup. It is a combination of strength and gentleness under a blender. It is rough and simple, but has a certain charm.

A kind of transcendent beauty that is incompatible with the world.

She likes things that are different, but... because they are different, everyone doesn't like them, so the people in front of her are always the fewest.

"I am bored……"

She sketched a few times on the draft paper, and it was obvious that she was scribbling unintentionally, but she naturally drew the word "wooden clock".

——This is another sad thing.

"hateful."

She held the pen and crossed out these two words angrily, muttering in a low voice: "Wood, idiot, old ice cube, just live with cats for the rest of your life."

She had already taken the initiative, and this old ice cube didn't show even a hint of melting to her. Do you want her to express 'I like you' more openly?

It's so humble, I feel so pitiful like this.

Anjie Ni suddenly thought of the excellence of the wooden clock again, and in an instant, all her resentment disappeared.

"Damn it..." I am not worthy of him.

Although she likes different things, "liking" means that she is a member of the "crowd".

Out of place - this is my relationship with him.

…

When Anjie Ni was feeling discouraged, suddenly she saw the wooden clock coming out of the stairwell.

There was a beautiful girl who looked very serious following him, and the two seemed to be chatting about something.

Anjie Ni's body stiffened, and the scene she saw was like a pebble falling into her heart. The ripples broke her previous calmness and made her heart irritated.

"Damn wood, even if there are other women who cheat on me, you won't like her. If I say something wrong, I will be a bald gorilla for the rest of my life."

"Damn! I'm so angry."

…

The minds of others are a mystery.

Since that day, Anjie Ni's mood has become more irritable. Whether she is working or studying, every time she thinks about things related to wooden clocks, she will become extremely depressed.

Gradually, this irritability had a negative impact on her life.

During lectures, she couldn't listen and couldn't write down notes; during self-study, when she saw those words, she thought of her lack of performance compared with the wooden clock, and she wasn't in the mood to read it; even her favorite snacks didn't taste good.

As delicious as ever...

Then one day at noon.

On her way to attend the lecture, she suddenly realized that her unrequited love for the wooden clock had become a burden.

"It's really unacceptable to appear in front of me every day without confessing once!"

Even if I know it's impossible, my pursuit for more than a year must never end. Even if it ends in failure, it's better than no ending at all.

Anjie Ni is not a strong-willed person. Over time, she may not be able to stick to her current ideas.

So at the moment when she made up her mind, she threw all the unnecessary thoughts behind her and walked directly to the Coke Hotel in one go.

...

Inside the Coke Hotel.

The wooden clock is sitting in the corner reading a book. There is a cat lying on the table in front of him and a wooden girl sitting next to it. It looks like a peaceful scene of time.

At this time, Anjie Ni pushed open the store door, her face flushed. After quickly searching for the location of the wooden clock, she held her breath and walked over aggressively.

"Eh~?" A professor who was drinking tea smelled the smell of love, and he looked at the visitor with interest.

Not just him, almost all the customers in the store noticed this and looked sideways.

——These people are not ordinary people. Their intuition is sometimes as accurate as prediction.

Affected by these sights, Anjie Ni became less and less confident as she walked. By the time she reached the wooden clock, she already had the urge to turn around and go back.

She blushed and shouted: "Wooden clock."

"What?"

"I...I...want a cup of chrysanthemum tea." - the unspeakable "I like you".

…

Mu Zhong was in the same group as the other people in the store, and he could also feel Anjie Ni's purpose of coming, and he had long known that the other party liked him, so he was now sure that the other party was here to express his feelings.

"I know what you really want to say, and I can tell you very clearly, about love -"

Facing the anxious Anjie Ni, Mu Zhong raised his finger and made a clean stroke: "There is no door!"

It felt like it was raining heavily.

——Anjie Ni lowered her head and covered her eyes. She suppressed her cry and said: "Ah - you are so terrible. You actually said such heartless words in front of a girl, old ice cube! Even if I like you again in the future,

, and I will never confess to you, goodbye!"

After saying that, she ran out.

….

Mu Zhong touched the cat's head and continued reading like a normal person.

He, the client, had no objections, but other customers in the store responded enthusiastically.

"Wow~ Our black-hearted tea boss was actually confessed to today."

"Crack?"

"There's no door, does that mean you can only break through the window?"

"You are truly worthy of being a disciple of Little Beiji. A small snowflake and an old ice cube, the best combination in the world of ice and snow."

"Hey, tea boss, why don't you treat us to a cup of tea on your special day?"

"..."

Mu Zhong looked at them with a cold face: "Those who were making noises and talking just now, I will remember you. From now on, the price of tea will be doubled."

"So heartless..."

——Don’t make fun of the black-hearted tea boss at will.

………

The story of the confession was spread by people who had tea in the hotel that day, but the rumors that spread were all about wooden clocks, and there was almost no information about the confessor.

Despite this, some people close to the two parties still noticed some clues.

The wooden clock is an old ice cube. It stays the same no matter how cold it gets.

But Anjie Ni's behavior has become very abnormal. She used to run to the discipline department from time to time, but now she basically doesn't come because she has no work matters. She used to find ways to talk to Mu Zhong, but now she is like a stranger.

They don't even say hello when they meet.

...

"A little worried." - Dingle.

"Huh? Minister, what are you talking to yourself about?" - Taita the Cat.

"I'm thinking about what to have for lunch today."

"oh."

Remy walked in from the door, holding a letter in his hand, "Wooden clock, there is your letter, and it was sent from the storm wave."

"Thanks."

Mu Zhong opened the letter and took out a dozen photos and an invitation letter.

New club member Nicky grabbed a photo and said, "Wow~ It's such a big storm. Is this the Storm Surge Magic School? It looks quite impressive."

He reached out and gently pressed Mu Zhong's shoulder, pretending to be familiar and asked: "Senior Mu Zhong, why did Storm Tide send you a photo? And it was 'again'."
Chapter completed!