MTL - Bent By the Male Protagonist’s White Moonlight-Chapter 44

When it was big, the rain stopped for a while, but the sky was still gloomy and dark clouds piled up on the horizon.

The teaching building was some distance from the parking lot. Meng Xia and Ning Qingwan were walking side by side, followed by their followpd and several cameras carrying equipment. It was very eye-catching and was stared at by classmates along the way. Look, there are also fans of Ning Qingwan taking pictures along the way.

According to PD's instructions, Meng Xia was going to take Ning Qingwan to experience her life in school all day. Z University has just started, and there are very few courses in the senior year. Meng Xia has one class in the morning. Although the program team communicated with the school in advance, from the time the two entered the door to the time they were seated, students in the same class and different classes frequently looked back at them.

Mosquito and Tiantian had already followed Luo Ke into the "classmates" army. If it wasn't for Mosquito's green hair, Meng Xia almost thought he had gone wrong, seeing the attendance rate of this classroom.

Because the back row had to be reserved for the camera, the three of Luo Ke reluctantly sat in front of Meng Xia and Ning Qingwan.

Tiantian took out the mirror she usually used for makeup from her small bag, found an angle, and admired Ning Qingwan's face through the mirror.

Luo Ke: "It's all nine years of compulsory education, how can you be so good at it?" He also took out a mirror.

As soon as this method was passed on, girls basically wore small mirrors, air cushions, etc., and they took them out to find the right angle to look in the direction of Ning Qingwan and Meng Xia.

Meng Xia sighed leisurely.

Ning Qingwan, who was flipping through Meng Xia's textbook with her chin supported, glanced sideways at her, and asked her warmly, "What's wrong?"

Meng Xia held her face with her hands in despair, and sighed, "I also want to appreciate the beauty of idols in the prosperous world." She, the person sitting next to Ning Qingwan, has to be slapped by the camera, but she can't use a small mirror at will. peek.

Seeing Ning Qingwan's puzzled expression, Meng Xia gestured to Ning Qingwan with his eyes to look at the small movements of the students around him.

Ning Qingwan glanced at the classroom, glanced at the small mirrors of various shapes, and hooked her lips clearly, "They are probably thinking—"

"Huh?" Meng Xia blinked her watery eyes suspiciously.

Ning Qingwan also winked at her and said slyly, "I also want to sit at the same table with Aidou."

"That's right." Meng Xia smiled and frowned, the depression in her heart was swept away.

Ning Qingwan snorted with an air tone, and said in a doting tone, "Little fool. You can watch it slowly after class."

Her voice was very low, but Rocco at the front table had sharp ears, and when he heard it, he immediately took a breath, "Mom, I'm so sour."

Mosquito, Tiantian: "???"

Roco whispered what he heard to the two of them.

Sweet: "My God, kswl."

Meng Xia looked at Ning Qingwan's fingers deftly turning the pen, and inadvertently sighed, "Why do you all turn the pen?"

you? Ning Qingwan raised her eyebrows, "I teach you?"

"Okay. It looks so complicated, will it be difficult?"

"Teach you a simple one. Put the pen between the thumb and the index finger." Ning Qingwan taught Meng Xia, "Use the force of the wrist to slightly shake the pen so that it rotates around the index finger..."

Ning Qingwan taught her for a while, Meng Xia listened carefully and followed her practice. After the pen flipped from her hand and fell onto the table several times, she barely turned around.

"Who else is good at turning the pen?" Ning Qingwan asked casually as she watched her turn the pen.

Meng Xia concentrated on studying how to turn the pen, and blurted out, "Mosquito."

The mosquito in her mouth was pursing her lips tightly, her face drooping, and she did not speak in a sullen mood.

Luo Ke noticed something was wrong with the mosquito, and reached out and poked her arm, "What's wrong with you?"

Mosquito shook his head: "It's nothing." After a while, she couldn't stand Roco's staring gaze, and confessed, "It's just a little bit lost, and suddenly there is a feeling like a broken love, or a double broken love."

"Tsk, I knew you like Xia Xia." Luo Ke was a little smug, and then complained, "You are greedy enough, you like both husband Wanwan and Xia Xia, and you are also double broken-hearted, what the hell, you want to be left. Hug right?"

"What's the matter." Mosquito gave Roco a false push. The two were joking around, and Mosquito gradually forgot the feeling of being lost just now.

Ning Qingwan in the back seat raised her eyes and glanced at Mosquito's back casually, her eyes were faint, and her eyes naturally moved away to fall on the textbook. The pen that was spinning in his hand fell to the table with a clatter.

At the same time, the sound of high heels stepping on the ground was getting closer, and the French teacher with excellent temperament walked into the classroom and walked onto the podium.

"It looks like I have a lot of new students today~ Unfortunately, I didn't bring a roster, so everyone here may be asked to answer questions."

There was wailing from the audience.

This class was even more foggy than what Meng Xia heard when she first read the book. She couldn't concentrate on her thoughts, and she was always involuntarily drawn by Ning Qingwan's every move.

Because of her distraction, when she was called to answer the question, she forgot the sentence the teacher said before to be translated.

The French teacher laughed and teased, "Even if your idol is around, you have to listen to the class carefully."

As a result, Meng Xia racked her brains to translate the sentence in French.

The French teacher was stunned for a while and laughed out loud, followed by laughter in the class one after another, and some even slapped the table with laughter.

"Hahahahaha!"

"My mother, you are too upright."

"Why so cute."

Meng Xia's face flushed red, neither standing nor sitting. The French teacher waved at her and motioned her to sit down.

After sitting down, Meng Xia subconsciously looked at Ning Qingwan, but the smile on the latter's face didn't restrain at all, and she was reckless.

Meng Xia knocked her head to the table angrily and made a "dong". Luo Ke at the front table turned to look at her, laughing breathlessly, "Xia Xia, don't torture your forehead, it's miserable enough."

"..."

Ning Qingwan chuckled softly.

The surrounding fans didn't care whether the camera was there or not, and secretly took pictures with their mobile phones in front of Ning Qingwan's smiling face.

Meng Xia put her head against the table, turned her face, and looked at Ning Qingwan annoyed, thinking, even you are laughing at me.

Ning Qingwan looked at her clear and translucent eyes, the smile on her lips even more, and whispered soothingly, "It's cute."

Meng Xia's face was red and her pupils were bright. She knew it was comforting, but she felt warm and soft in her heart.

"Stupid and stupid."

"?..." This is the real evaluation! Meng Xia blinked and glared at Ning Qingwan with no imposing manner.

Ning Qingwan stared at her, as if she wanted to laugh more, and finally put her fist on her lips and coughed lightly.

The French teacher changed someone to translate the previous sentence, and this episode came to an end.

In view of the previous predicament, Meng Xia calmed down and listened very carefully.

Ning Qingwan looked at her sideways, and she could see that it had been so many years since graduation. Even if she dreamed of returning to campus, she was busy with the band, and her memory of sitting in the classroom was a little vague.

There is a feeling of stepping back in time.

The sun came out at noon, and the rain-drenched ground was mostly dry.

After class, everyone in the classroom was reluctant to leave. If it wasn't for the cameras and PDs, Ning Qingwan might have held an autograph meeting in the classroom.

Meng Xia handed the textbook to Luo Ke: "Help me bring it back to the dormitory."

Luo Ke took the book: "Are you going to the dining hall of the East Campus at noon?"

Meng Xia nodded: "Yes."

Luo Ke: "That's the old seat. I'll take them to sit nearby and watch the idols eat."

"…"

The people in the classroom gradually dispersed.

According to the requirements of the program group, everything must follow Meng Xia's daily rhythm. She usually rides her bike to the canteen on the East Campus, but it would be very inconvenient to follow along with the camera.

Meng Xia asked Ning Qingwan, "The cafeteria on the east campus is a little far away. Can we take the school bus there?"

Ning Qingwan had no objection: "Okay."

The three of Luo Ke silently praised Meng Xia, and they could get along with Wan Wan's husband for a while.

The two walked out of the classroom one after the other, and Meng Xia led Ning Qingwan towards the school bus stop.

Because they were followed by the photo shoot, the three Luo Ke followed their group not far or near.

There is a school bus at 12 o'clock, and there are not many people waiting for the bus. After getting on the bus, there is also a seat for the photo shoot.

Wanting to let Ning Qingwan see the campus environment along the way, Meng Xia specially let her sit by the window.

The eyes of some of the fans of Ning Qingwan in the car were shining with stars, and their eyes were fixed on Ning Qingwan, and the pressure on Meng Xia who was sitting beside Ning Qingwan increased.

She looked sideways at the scenery, trying her best to ignore those anxious gazes. She didn't see much of the scenery, and Ning Qingwan's side face taught her to stare blankly.

It takes about ten minutes to drive between the East Campus and their community. There is a large lake along the way. It is said to be in the shape of a heart. In front of the lake is a grassy slope. The students of Z University call it Lover's Slope.

There are often young couples dating there.

Meng Xia introduced to Ning Qingwan, "You can go there for a walk after dinner."

Ning Qingwan curved the corners of her lips, "Okay."

After being silent for a while, Ning Qingwan asked casually, "Do you usually take the school bus to eat?" It felt like a tossing meal.

Meng Xia shook her head, "The food in the cafeteria on the east campus is delicious, but it's far away, so I only go there occasionally. When I can't catch the school bus, I will ride there." She paused, "I originally wanted to take you there today. That sycamore tree Tree Road, cycling is very artistic."

Ning Qingwan's expression changed slightly, and after a while he said lightly, "I can't ride a bike."

"!" It was as if he had discovered the New World, but Meng Xia soon understood that Ning Qingwan's family might never even ride a school bus. Thinking so, she asked, "Sister, have you ever been on the school bus?"

Sure enough, Ning Qingwan looked at her and shook her head, "No, this is the first time."

"Then, do you want to do it for the first time, sister?"

Ning Qingwan looked at her suspiciously.

Meng Xia blinked, "I'll teach you to ride a bike~"

The girl's brows were curved, and her black eyes seemed to be lit up, dazzling. Ning Qingwan, who was infected with her emotions, raised the corners of her lips unconsciously, "Okay."

The three of Rocco who were in the opposite row in the aisle watched, you look at me and I look at you.

Tiantian smacked her tongue and said, "I'm really a little sweetheart in the world, Xia."

Luo Ke stretched out a hand, "One morning, I saw my husband laugh no less than five times. He is so beautiful in this world, awsl."

The mosquito killed the mosquito that sucked her blood on the calf, "wsl."

The school bus stopped not far in front of the cafeteria on the east campus. In fact, it hadn't arrived at the station yet, so everyone got up and squeezed towards the door.

Unexpectedly, the driver suddenly drove forward a little and then stopped suddenly.

This start and stop, Meng Xia was inadvertently pushed and shoved by the person beside him, and his feet did not stand firm.

Ning Qingwan subconsciously pulled the person into her arms around her waist.

The person who saw this scene took a deep breath and murmured, "I'm sour and turned into lemon essence."

Ning Qingwan let go of her hand calmly, she glanced at Meng Xia's red ears, and hooked her lips. I thought the first school bus experience was pretty good.

After getting off the bus, I went straight to the third floor of the canteen. The third floor of the canteen on the east campus was contracted privately. The food was delicious and the dining environment should be more beautiful and tidy.

The two ordered food, Ning Qingwan took out her mobile phone and wanted to scan the QR code to pay. Meng Xia swiped the meal card one step ahead of her and said with a smile, "I'm the host, sister just eat."

Ning Qingwan followed her kindness, "Okay."

But after lunch, when Meng Xia went to buy yogurt, Ning Qingwan took out her mobile phone to pay.

Meng Xia quickly photographed the meal card on the card reader, helpless and anxious, and without thinking, she opened her mouth and said, "Oh, I'll take care of you today."

Ning Qingwan was stunned for a moment, then smiled and said, "Okay, you support me today."

The author has something to say: explain why the last chapter is full of rhetoric, in order to elicit the memories of the previous night

Writing directly is a red lock (blame me for not practicing the stream of consciousness)

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