A Race to The Top

Standing at the entrance of Yanshan University, Ling Xiaolu saw a boy with his hair dyed pale pink passing in front of him chatting and laughing with his companions.

Companion's eye-catching is not inferior to him, with a forgive green on his head, and his bangs also highlight two pinches of peacock blue.

Ling Xiaolu regretfully rubbed the black hair on his head. He had known that the school spirit of Yan Dao was so open, so he would not dye it back specially. The main reason is that the previously dyed yellow hair has faded a bit. After a summer vacation, new hair grows out again. The half-yellow and not black hair is a bit ugly.

When I talked to my parents the night before and told them that I changed my new number by the way, Mama Ling insisted that black hair would make him look better, and at least he could give the teacher the first impression of a good baby-even if it is false. , It’s not too late to discover the true face slowly in the future.

Ling Xiaolu: ... really my mother!

Freshmen check in through an automated process. After the instrument scans the pupils, it automatically assigns a bedroom number to the freshmen.

The dormitory is a single-person capsule dormitory with a plain white decoration style and complete basic living facilities. Freshmen only need to bring the most basic personal items to move in, and there is even an intelligent voice butler.

At noon, the voice butler reminded him to have a meal. As soon as Ling Xiaolufang left the door of the dormitory, he collided with the classmate in the opposite single room.

The opposite person is cheerful, and greeted enthusiastically at the first meeting: "Hi! Do you live in 1113? I live in 1115, we are destined!"

Ling Xiaolu froze at the moment, staring blankly at his peachy eyes with obvious characteristics. Although he didn't see it many times, he was very impressed.

He only regarded Ling Xiaolu as shy and introduced himself: "My name is Chang Huanxi, what is your name?"

Ling Xiaolu lowered his head to see the hand he had stretched out, he hesitated and shook it up: "Ling Xiaolu, the road of the road."

"Ling Xiaolu, I will be a good neighbor in the future." Chang Huanxi's shaking hands suddenly stopped, "Have I met you somewhere? You look familiar."

"No," Ling Xiaolu denied, "I, I am the face of the public."

Chang Huanxi stopped struggling with this question: "You are also a freshman, do you go to eat? I know there is a cafeteria in this school that is very delicious!"

Ling Xiaolu nodded silently.

Chang Huanxi happily took his shoulders: "Great, I'm also worried that there are no friends when I first arrived, and I feel that you are very fond of it when I see you."

Ling Xiaolu finds it funny, but Chang Huanxi still worry about not having any friends? He can know a platoon every time he goes out, and he is not someone...

There are people coming and going at the entrance of the second canteen. Even if Ji Meng is standing in the crowd, his outstanding appearance and upright posture attract the attention of girls and even individual boys.

But his indifferent look and frowning eyebrows clearly conveyed the attitude of rejecting people from thousands of miles away. There were many people coming and going peeking, but no one dared to come forward to talk.

Ji Meng received the text message and waited for Chang Huanxi here, but the other party was late. His eyes swept through the crowd impatiently, but he saw a familiar figure that made his heart stop.

The figure flashed past the crowd, Ji Meng anxiously pushed aside the obstacles in front of him, and finally grabbed the man's wrist from behind.

The people he caught turned back in shock, and after seeing Ji Meng, the expressions on their faces ranged from frightened to shocked to incredible.

Strange black hair, strange face.

Ji Meng realized that he had admitted the wrong person, but for some reason he didn't want to let go.

"Have I... met you somewhere?"

Chang Huanxi suddenly jumped out and embraced Ling Xiaolu affectionately: "No no, brother Xiaolu is the face of the public, I almost admitted my mistake just now."

Ji Mengxin twitched: "What do you call him?"

"Oh, I forgot to introduce it. This is my classmate in the dormitory, Ling Xiaolu, Road Road, right?" Chang Huanxi turned to ask him.

Ling Xiaolu nodded hard: "Hmm..."

"..." Ji Meng was forced to admit that everything was his imagination, slowly letting go of the opponent's wrist, and he was still feeling a little bit reluctant.

"Sorry, I confessed to the wrong person."

Ling Xiaolu quickly shook his head again.

"This is my best friend Ji Meng," Chang Huanxi introduced to Ling Xiaolu again, "It's such a coincidence that we got into a school, but he doesn't live in the same building as us."

Ling Xiaolu reluctantly squeezed a smile: "...Hello."

Ji Meng returned to the Ji Meng that no strangers would enter, and only nodded at him indifferently.

The atmosphere at the scene was a bit awkward. To the two "strangers who just met", Ji Meng's performance seemed very ignorant of the world.

Fortunately, there was also an active person like Chang Huanxi, who dragged Ling Xiaolu behind Ji Meng into the second canteen.

"Don't mind, he just fell out of love the day before yesterday, and he is in a bad mood."

Ling Xiaolu took a peek at the back of the man in front of him, and by coincidence, so did I.

The staff in the cafeteria was still the half-length robot from last time. Ling Xiaolu quietly followed Ji Meng until the other party bought buns and finally couldn't help but speak:

"This is not delicious."

Ji Meng seemed to be aware of his existence only now.

"how do you know?"

"I..." Ling Xiaolu can actually think of many reasons, such as having heard of it on social platforms, or knowing the seniors here.

But before he had time to say any of them, Ji Meng had already paid, and he hadn't planned to listen from the beginning.

Seeing Ling Xiaolu's hesitant expression, Ji Meng unexpectedly explained: "I have eaten."

Ling Xiaolu: ...That's not because it's too unpalatable, I can't eat it until you eat it! People can be fooled, but why do you want to abuse yourself!

"Come on! Here!" Chang Huanxi found the position and greeted them to pass.

Ling Xiaolu sat down opposite him, leaving Chang Huanxi's narration position to Ji Meng, and worried about his food poisoning, always sneaking in an oblique direction. After going back and forth, he noticed the ring on Ji Meng's middle finger.

Although I have seen it many times in the game, it is the first time I have seen it with my own eyes. Even when he played "Zhuang Zhou's Dream Butterfly" with Ji Meng, his hands were bare.

He immediately went to see Chang Huanxi again, and as expected, the other party was wearing exactly the same one.

Thinking that it was a five million ring, it was about ten million sitting across from him at the moment, Ling Xiaolu looked back and forth enviously.

Chang Huanxi followed his gaze and looked down, saw the ring in his hand, then turned to look at his brother, recalling Ling Xiaolu's thoughtful eyes, and suddenly realized something.

"Xiaolu, don't get me wrong!"

Ling Xiaolu:?

"This is not a couple ring! We are not in that kind of relationship!"

Ling Xiaolu:...

Chang Huanxi didn't want to be misunderstood by the new neighbors: "Let me tell you, actually my brother is..."

Ji Meng: "Chang Huanxi."

The interrupted Chang Huanxi swallowed the original second half of the sentence, "...I am a game lover, and what we wear is the peripheral of the game. Have you heard of "Elves Contract"? Xinshan made it. of."

"I have heard it, but do you wear it when you don't play?"

"Wearing it, it doesn't get in the way, it's easy to lose when you take it off. Don't look at it small, it's worth five..."

Ji Meng: "Chang Huanxi!"

"...A hundred yuan!"

Ling Xiaolu:...

Lie! That bracelet is more than five hundred!

"How about? Are you interested in playing together?" Chang Huanxi stared at Ling Xiaolu with expectant eyes.

"Uh," Ling Xiaolu poked the food on the plate unconsciously, "Let me take a look."

Chang Huanxi is quite enthusiastic: "If you come to play, I will give you a set of peripherals!"

"...A five-hundred ring?"

"Hey," Chang Huanxi waved his hand in disgust, "I'll give you a bracelet of 800 yuan!"

Ling Xiaolu: "..."

"But I prefer to play "VR Onmyoji" by NetZero."

"Hey," Chang Huanxi resented again, "What game, spicy chicken."

Ling Xiaolu: "..."

"Listen to me, "Elves Contract" is more fun, or let Ji Meng give you a set of peripherals, he has more homes."

Ji Meng couldn't bear it: "Can you shut up while eating!"

Chang Huanxi was honest, but still covered her mouth and said quietly, "Remember to come and play!"

Ling Xiaolu didn't know what to pick up. Fortunately, Chang Huanxi's cell phone rang, and then he buried himself in the text message, and everyone was finally able to dine quietly, only the text message sounded from time to time.

When the voice sounded for the eighteenth time, Ji Meng frowned: "Why are you so busy?"

"Isn't this the little girl last time? By coincidence, she was also admitted to this school. It turned out that the last time the two families had an appointment for a meal, it was just to let me take care of her in the new school."

"The one on the blind date?"

"It's not a blind date!" After Chang Huanxi shouted, he immediately switched his sad expression, "What can I take care of her, I am also a new student."

After finishing the briefing, Chang Huanxi took a look and stood up resigning.

"She said that the voice butler in her dormitory was broken. I'll go take a look. You two eat slowly."

Ling Xiaolu almost choked. He didn't expect to reunite with Ji Meng so soon, and he didn't even prepare to be alone with them.

I am afraid that Ji Meng himself thinks the same way. It is also a psychological challenge for him to be a socially difficult patient to eat with someone he just met.

Ji Meng might have thought of this too, he frowned, but didn't stop the person.

Sure enough, after Chang Huanxi had left, the atmosphere was so embarrassing. Ling Xiaolu wanted to stir up the topic several times, but gave up after facing Shang Jimeng's frosty expression.

I don't know if it is Ling Xiaolu's illusion, this Ji Meng is more difficult to get close to him than before.

The joys, sorrows, sorrows and joys when I was with Lubi were deleted with Lubi. Now Ji Meng, artificially built a wall around him, declining all outsiders to enter.

The helpless Ling Xiaolu pretended to play with his mobile phone to relieve his embarrassment. He posted anonymously on the social networking sites he usually goes to:

——Help! My boyfriend has amnesia, what should I do if he doesn't recognize me?

This dog-blood question quickly attracted many replies. Some of the brains were so big that Ling Xiaolu couldn't help but laugh out loud. Ji Meng glanced at him when he didn't notice, wondering what this person was stealing.

"Classmates! Watch out!" A cafeteria worker rushed over, bumped the table, knocked off Ling Xiaolu's phone, and almost overturned his dinner plate.

"Oh," the staff member said stiffly, "my track slipped a bit."

Ling Xiaolu is speechless, so don't buy a crawler robot to save money!

"I'm so sorry!"

"It's okay." Ling Xiaolu looked down for his mobile phone, only to find that it had slipped across the table and stopped at Ji Meng's feet impartially.

Ji Meng saw it too, picked it up with his long hand, glanced over it inadvertently, and then moved for a while.

Ling Xiaolu was suddenly nervous, he didn't see anything!

Ji Meng returned his mobile phone casually. Ling Xiaolu thanked him, but he was observing it in secret. Did he see it?

Seeing that Ji Meng didn't react further, Ling Xiaolu sighed with relief. He probably didn't see clearly, otherwise he would be too embarrassed.

"Um, I'm finished eating." Ling Xiaolu wondered whether he should go aside, or boldly ask each other for a walk after dinner.

Ji Meng stood up, but didn't leave. Ling Xiaolu pondered. Is this what he meant by waiting for him?

Sure enough, Ji Meng waited for him to stand up before he raised his foot and walked out. Ling Xiaolu followed happily. This was the hint that he could make an appointment-how about visiting the new campus together? Simply the most logical excuse.

Outside the canteen, a group of people gathered under the tree, causing every student who walked out of the canteen to subconsciously follow their line of sight and look up at the tree.

Ling Xiaolu also looked up and saw a kitten on the tree. Somehow he got on the tree, but he didn't dare to get down. He meowed anxiously on the branch.

The students are discussing where to get a ladder to save the cat. Ling Xiaolu looked at the surrounding environment and carefully observed the height of the tree, thinking he could give it a try.

"I'll try it."

Ji Meng puzzled: "What to try?"

Ling Xiaolu directly used action instead of answering. He first ran up to the tree next to him, ran more than one meter vertically, then bent his knees to borrow force, jumped up and turned around in the air, and firmly grabbed the trunk of the tree where the cat was.

This set of actions added up to only two seconds and successfully aroused the exclamation of all the students on the ground.

"Classmates are amazing!"

"A martial arts master?"

Ling Xiaolu raised his head, and he was only more than one meter high from the cat, which was a trivial matter for a person like him who drove a small house and uncovered tiles.

So the classmates below looked at this person, flexibly circled the tree and climbed up like a monkey, stepped on the branch carefully and approached, picked up the cat squatting on the branch, and put the little guy into the hood behind. in.

Everyone could not help applauding, and only Ji Meng heard the sound of tree branches breaking.

"Be careful!"

The tree branches couldn't bear the weight of an adult, they snapped off, and everyone exclaimed.

Just when everyone thought that the classmate who rescued the cat bravely would fall, Ling Xiaolu walked over with his back, protected his hood, leaned back and turned a standard three hundred and sixty degree backflip in the air, steady. Land steadily.

At such a high distance, in this sudden situation, one person and one cat were unharmed. Everyone really believes now that he is a hidden martial arts master.

"Classmate, are you a traditional martial arts student?"

"Have you ever practiced light work?"

"Unexpectedly, in 2415, there are still people who have inherited the quintessence of the country."

Ling Xiaolu waved his hand humbly: "I don't know how to martial arts, but the practice is true. Don't imitate it."

Ji Meng stood in front of him: "It was dangerous just now."

"Don't worry, I can only go up with confidence."

Ling Xiaolu took the cat out of his hat. When the little guy saw the sky again, he immediately jumped from his hand and ran without looking back.

This little conscience doesn't know how to say thank you.

Ling Xiaolu smiled and looked at the direction the cat was leaving. The classmates gathered here also dispersed one after another, but Ji Meng hesitated to speak.

Ling Xiaolu knew Ji Meng well, and he could tell at a glance that he had something to say.

"Do you have something to ask me?"

Ji Meng hesitated, then said: "Do you really have a boyfriend who has amnesia?"

Ling Xiaolu: "..."

Gan!