Shengsheng
笙笙
by Pear Kiwi (梨猴桃)
- Status
- Ongoing
- Length
- 10k Words
- Genre
- Romance
- Era
- Modern Era
- Updated
- 3y ago
- Source
- JJWXC
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Synopsis
The special end of August is the time when Shuichuan Vocational High School starts school. This year, the two vocational colleges in Shuichuan have moved to a new campus and merged together. Countless people reported outside the door. The gate on the left is Shuichuan Vocational and Technical College, and on the right is Shuichuan Middle School. There were several red sheds set up outside the door, and inside they were used to apply for campus cards. The disorderly mess made people dizzy. The red loudspeaker came out, "Students under sixteen cannot apply, and parents will do it on their behalf! Please handle it in an orderly manner!!" "Did you bring your ID card, dad?" Nan Sheng looked at him impatiently. Nanningshan shook his head, "You didn't say I wanted to take him." "Then what should I do? I can't do it myself. Why don't you take care of it yourself?" "I'll call your uncle to deliver it." Nan Sheng ignored it and felt very angry. Nan Ningshan went to make a phone call. The eight o'clock report was delayed until after ten o'clock. Nan Sheng dragged her suitcase into school holding her breath. If her parents hadn't filled in the wrong information in the high school entrance examination, she should have been in military training in high school instead of the chaotic vocational high school. After entering the school, Nan Sheng signed in with the class teacher and scanned the QR code to enter the class group. Then she went to the dormitory to get daily necessities and bedding. All items are packed in large Oxford bags. "Why do you have to go to the men's dormitory to get such a heavy thing?" Nan Sheng pulled it and walked with difficulty. He was dragged to the elevator of the female dormitory. There were a lot of people at the elevator entrance, and I had to wait in line for a long time to get in. Nansheng dormitory is in room 249 on the second floor. Since she arrived late, the others had already packed the suitcases. The three of them were gone when they came in again. They should have gone to the cafeteria to eat. After putting away the things on the bed, she sat on a chair and looked around: "The dormitory is not bad. Four people share a dormitory, with a bed and a table, a separate bathroom, and separate wet and dry rooms." The new campus has a beautiful environment. There were many people everywhere on the campus on the first day. Nan Sheng took out her mobile phone and saw that the head teacher said that they would meet in the training building A at 2:10 after lunch. Nan Sheng's classroom is on the fifth floor, where she studies art design. After turning off her phone, she took her campus card and went to the cafeteria. She wanted to buy bibimbap, but when she swiped her card, the balance showed zero. "Little girl, I activated it without charging any money." The cafeteria aunt said to her with a smile. Nan Sheng responded with a smile, took the card and ran away, "It's really embarrassing." Looking around, there was a boy standing nearby with his hands in his trouser pockets. The man was tall and straight, with a rugged and angular face that was extremely handsome, and his deep black eyes were a little cold. "Um, hello. I haven't charged any money on my card. Can I borrow yours? I'll forward it to you on WeChat." Nan Sheng came over without knowing anything. The boy looked down at her, took out the card from his pocket and handed it to her. Nan Sheng took it with both hands and went to buy rice balls. She was too embarrassed to buy bibimbap again. "Jiang Zeyi, thank you for your card. My name is Nan Sheng. Add your WeChat account and I will transfer the meal money to you." Nan Sheng saw Jiang Zeyi's name when he swiped his card. "No need." Jiang Zeyi made a low and magnetic voice, took the card and walked out the door. A boy came from behind and put his arm on Jiang Zeyi's shoulder and turned to look at me. But he seemed to be unwilling to open it. Intention: yearning for beauty