Mo Xinyu was so excited that she typed the word "good" many times.
But every time I write it, I delete it, and I delete it and write it again.
In the end, I was so nervous that I typed a few words: "If you can recognize me in the public class tomorrow night, I will agree to have a chat with you."
A simple sentence, Mo Xinyu checked it dozens of times to make sure there were no typos or omissions, inappropriate words, or unclear sentences, and then she carefully pressed the send button.
An Jinran taught her that this trick is called playing hard to get.
You must arouse the other person's absolute curiosity before meeting them for the first time. Be patient and don't rush for success, so that you can gain unexpected gains.
And that night, An Jingchen also went to bed very late. After receiving the text message, he carefully filtered the possible figures in his mind one by one, and it took a long time to type a good word.
After Mo Xinyu received the reply, she was so excited that she couldn't sleep all night. Early the next morning, she waited at the school gate to wait for An Jinran.
"Little An'an."
An Jinran got off the bus and saw her waving to her from a distance.
With the previous confessional and combat discussions, the two have established a preliminary revolutionary friendship.
"How's it going?" An Jinran had no class yesterday, so the two of them had been communicating through mobile phones. When Mo Xinyu saw someone's text message last night, it was too late, so he did not report to the other party in time.
Mo Xinyu couldn't hide the excitement on her face and said, "The senior sent me a message and said he wanted to talk to me!"
Seeing that she couldn't hold back her excitement, An Jinran curled her lips and pretended to be disdainful: "Does this make you so happy? Then if he really wants to agree to date you, you won't be so happy that you faint.
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Mo Xinyu blushed slightly and said with a shy expression: "Stop laughing at me and think about it for me. What should I say when I meet my senior at night?"
"You can say whatever you want!" An Jinran couldn't understand why this was worth wasting brain cells on.
Mo Xinyu nervously stirred her fingers, "But what if I say the wrong thing then?"
"What can you do? If you say the wrong thing, you just have to say the wrong thing. It's not a big deal. You have to remember that you plan to date the other person, and dating means that the two people will often meet and be together. You
You can't always worry so much. If two people are together and have to think before and after everything they say, and be careful, do you think that would make them happy?"
Mo Xinyu frowned: "You seem to be right, but I'm just worried. After all, it's our first meeting, and I just don't want to leave a bad impression on the senior."
"No matter whether the impression is good or not, you just need to remember to show your truest side. Don't think about things and be timid. Where is the momentum you used to pull up the banner in the school yesterday?" An Jinran smiled slightly.
He rolled his eyes at her with disdain, feeling as though he hated iron.
Mo Xinyu bit her lower lip and whispered: "Then, didn't I listen to your advice? It was you who said about pulling up banners and shouting trumpets in front of the classroom where he was attending class, so I..."
What a simple and silly girl!
Seeing her face getting redder and redder and her voice getting softer and softer, An Jinran couldn't help but raise her eyebrows and deliberately teased her with a hint of teasing: "The problem is, I didn't teach you what to say on the banner together."
Ah, at night or something like that. I originally thought that the most you could do was write "I like you, senior". I never thought you were quite bold!"