Seeing a boy squeeze in, several girls quickly covered their noses and took a closer look. It turned out to be Song Jiamu. Then they let go of their hands and inhaled vaguely, wanting to smell his smell.
Not smelly.
"Hey, I'm sleeping out, and I don't smell like me. If you don't believe me, smell it."
Song Jiamu pulled up his clothes generously, and the brave girls came closer and smelled it. They probably smelled the sunshine and the faint fragrance of washing powder on his body, so they blushed a little and said with a smile:
"It doesn't really stink..."
Did you hear that? Yun Shuqian, I just said that I don’t stink.
He even kicked the chair in front of Yun Shuqian with his shoe.
Yun Shuqian sat in front of him, so she could naturally hear him having fun with several girls. She didn't look back, but just made up the picture in her mind from the conversation: several girls were seduced by him and threw themselves into his arms like
She smelled him like that on the bus just now...
So my mood immediately became bad.
What do you smell? He smells worse than a guy who has been marinating in a manure tank all night!
Just as he kicked the chair off again, Yun Shuqian turned back and glared at him sullenly.
"Sorry, my foot slipped."
Yun Shuqian's eyes flashed across his face. In fact, his attention was all around him. Only then did he see the situation clearly - this guy was sitting by himself. Although there were girls around him, they were all separated from him by a seat.
, the imagined picture of him holding several concubines like King Zhou did not happen.
The mood calmed down a little, but he also warned: "Don't disturb everyone's study."
"Copy that, Mr. Monitor."
Song Jiamu said that, but obviously he didn't take her words seriously. Now that there is no class, he is not allowed to speak?
If you don’t say it, don’t say it!
He didn't speak, and several other girls continued to chat.
The boys were still having a lively discussion about the explosion in the cesspool, but the girls were not willing to talk about such a disgusting topic.
"Recently, the club has started to recruit new students. Why don't we go take a look at Jianan after school?"
"I'm not interested in anything. I didn't join last semester..."
"I just haven't joined this semester so I'm looking for one. Joining a club can improve your overall test score!"
"That's right...which one do you want to add?"
"Let me take a look... there seems to be quite a lot of interesting ones, PS Club, Cycling Club, Magic Club, E-Sports Club, Board Game Club, Criminal Investigation Club, Philatelic Club... I just don't know what they are exactly. Ting Si
Si said, many clubs actually just gather for dinner, drink, and do odd jobs, and some activities are compulsory to participate in. I am also very confused..."
Song Jiamu listened to their conversation.
He didn't join a club either.
It’s not that I don’t have hobbies, but I feel that joining a club is a time-consuming thing. It must be in a fixed place, and most people spend this time scrolling through their mobile phones.
Times have changed now. The Internet has invaded life, and strong senior brothers have invaded junior fellow students. Especially some of the large old societies still use the same organizational structure, and members do not work hard. With something called society culture,
It restricts freedom in disguise.
Many people think that in order to be successful in college, they must join a club or student union, so many people sign up, only to find that it is completely meaningless. This is the common situation of college clubs.
Of course, people always yearn for a group of like-minded friends, and Song Jiamu is no exception, otherwise he wouldn't be attending literary forums all day long.
If he were to create a club, he would create a club that is more in line with the needs of today's young people. For example, it is related to the Internet. Everyone can browse the mobile phone together in club activities. It is best to be helpful in the future and to actually learn from it.
What skills can you learn or can become a profession?
Online literature club!
That’s right!
If he was the one to create it, then he would set up an online literature club. The usual activities would be to share reading lists and exchange reading experiences. Then there would be a creative group to exchange writing experiences, go out together to collect stories, PY and tweet each other, and write essays together.
Words or something.
You don't need a lot of people, just a small group of people is enough.
The bigger the association is, the more nonsense it will do.
The original intention of many societies is very simple, which is to share the things they like together. This is a happy thing.
Although reading and writing is a relatively private matter, it is different when a group of people with common interests gather together.
You can also take out the unspeakable book list that you have collected and share it with the other person. Tell him that the book I actually like to read is "The Japanese Girlfriend of the Top Scholar" instead of "One Hundred Years of Solitude", and the other person will also share with you "The Fantasy of Youth".
"After the Appearance", when I say this like, the girl will always harass me!
After all, among the general population, you would die without revealing your foot fetish, but among the foot fetish group, you would only hate that you don’t have enough pictures of beautiful feet in your collection!
Of course, if you think about it, creating a club of your own is indeed more desirable than joining one, but there are also many corresponding troubles.
It is a headache to apply to the school association, prepare materials and defense, recruit new students, and perform daily operations.
Song Jiamu is lazy, so he might as well wait for some hard-working guy to be the pioneer.
He looked at the girl in front of him.
Her hair is spread over her shoulders, and her shoulders look particularly slender. Occasionally, from the black hair, you can see the back of her neck, which has tiny and lovely fuzz. Her skin is particularly fair, and her little ears are tender and soft.
She was lying on the table, writing something.
Yun Shuqian doesn't seem to have joined any clubs.
Ever since she entered college, she has been extra busy compared to the laid-back Song Jiamu, because she is the monitor after all.
The two of them almost never had a peaceful chat, and Song Jiamu didn't ask about her affairs, and he didn't know what she was busy with every day.
"Song Jiamu, have you joined the club?"
When I was in a daze, my thoughts were interrupted by a girl behind me.
"No, I don't seem to be interested in anything."
"Go to the school forum and take a look. There seem to be a lot more interesting clubs for spring recruitment this year. The key is that you can add your comprehensive test scores!"
This is a problem. Joining a club can add a certain percentage of the comprehensive test score. When evaluating scholarship or postgraduate qualifications in the future, the comprehensive test score will also account for 20%.
"Let me see."
Song Jiamu took out his mobile phone and clicked on the school forum. As expected, he saw many posts about club recruitment.
Class was about to start, so I took out the textbook from my schoolbag and grabbed a few candies.
"Hey, here are some candies for you."
"Wow, thank you!"
Song Jiamu was sharing the candies, and even the girls sitting at the same table as Yun Shuqian turned around happily to get the candies, but Yun Shuqian looked like she didn't know what was going on, and didn't even turn her neck at an angle.
But the writing pen stopped, and the ink on the tip of the pen spread out as a small dot on the paper.
Song Jiamu stretched out his index finger and poked her.
The girl's back felt particularly soft when poked.
"What are you doing……"
"Candy, please?"
"..."
She turned around again.
He conveniently took away all the remaining candy in his open palm.