Chapter 74: Shame

The elder sister looked at her in surprise and was overwhelmed with joy. The girl looked like she was responsible for the beauty of the law circle. At the age of eighteen, with white and tender skin, asking her what to answer politely, makes people feel good.
"Well, you can go to the dormitory aunt to register. I'm going to pick up other students."
There were not many law students studying in law. When Meng Ting finished the registration and moved the box to 307, several of her roommates had already made their beds.
As soon as Meng Ting came in, everyone looked over.
Their dormitory is a quadruple room with upper and lower bunks. Two of the lower bunks and one upper bunk have been occupied, and there is only one upper bunk next to the door.
The three girls exchanged their names as soon as they came, so they knew who was the one who didn't come. It is said that he was the No. 1 scholar in science in City H, which is particularly awesome.
Mi Lei's eyes widened: "Are you Meng Ting?"
The girl who came in outside the door pulled a bean-green suitcase behind her. She was wearing a light blue Republican jacket with a black skirt over her knees. There is a delicate and gentle beauty.
Meng Ting smiled and nodded: "Hello, my name is Meng Ting."
Song Huanhuan was sitting in front of the table, her character was a little bluffing: "Wow, you are the number one scholar in science in your city, you are so beautiful."
"Thank you, you are also beautiful."
Song Huanhuan's heart guards against losing in an instant!
Before Meng Ting came, they had heard that there was another roommate who was the No. 1 in city h. According to their guess, the No. 1 in science must be very serious and serious. If it was a girl, she would probably wear thick-framed glasses, which was more silent and introverted. some type of. Maybe it was a serious and rigid learning madman.
As a result, those who walked in looked like graceful beauties from Jiangnan Water Village.
Song Huanhuan is a deep face control, she is crazy: "Come here, I will help you carry your luggage. Only one upper bunk is left. Are you used to sleeping on the upper bunk? If you are afraid, I can use the lower bunk to replace it with you."
The girl applying makeup in the corner covered the mirror heavily and went out. The room was quiet for a moment.
Meng Ting looked at her back and said to Song Huanhuan, "Thank you, I can sleep on the upper bunk."
Mi Lei said, "Don't pay attention to her. Her name is Jiang Rong. She said that she couldn't sleep in the upper bunk, so Huanhuan asked her to give her the bed. Huanhuan refused. She was still angry and didn't say a word to us. Up."
Song Huanhuan held her heart: "She is rude and hateful. Why should I give it to her? But, Meng heard you want my bed, I can give it to you."
Meng could not laugh or cry.
She climbed up to make the bed, and Song Huanhuan looked at her with her neck up, like Sa Huan’s little milk dog. She was very familiar:
You look good when you hear it. Where did you buy it?

"Grandma did it."
"She is so dexterous."
Mi Lei couldn't laugh.
She and Song Huanhuan are high school classmates and know her character. Song Huanhuan guessed it would be hard to spit out this clothes if it were put on someone else. After all, the fabric is very old, or hand-sewn. Although one stitch and one thread are tight and strong, it still feels incompatible with this era.
Meng Ting himself knew that the clothes were a bit outdated.
But she had no money and no clothes. The fire burned the wooden wardrobe. Only the tightly hidden box was still intact. There were two sets of clothes sewed by her grandmother and a ballet gown inside.
Shu Zhitong gave her money to buy her clothes, Meng Ting only bought a cheaper set, and the remaining money was used to buy shoes for Shu Yang.
Boys who go to college need to be decent.
The two of them used to wear high school uniforms all year round, but now they have to buy new clothes, which is another big expense. Meng Ting had to take out the clothes sewed by his grandmother and change them.
It doesn't matter what you wear. Be diligent and you will have everything you want.
There were five rains in the military training in September, which was a rare good luck. The freshmen survived the military training for several days.
When I was still in military training, the entire law department knew that there was a beautiful white girl named Meng Ting in their class.
On the night of the professional class, Meng Ting's phone rang.
She glanced at the caller and wore slippers to the balcony to make a call.
"Jiang Ren."
The man's voice is hoarse: "Is the military training finished?"
"Ok."
"Is it hot, is the instructor fierce?"
Meng listened for a while and thought: "Fortunately, he wears a hat and is wearing a camouflage uniform. The instructor is a bit fierce. He wants us to stand still for an hour."
"Well, it's harsh and murderous."
But he was in the military compound when he was young, and in the scorching heat of August, he was fined to stand in the sun for three hours because of confronting the chief.
Standing until noon, he said nothing, only sweat did not stop, his stomach rumbling. The instructor couldn't help but cursed the wolf cub and told him to go to eat.
Meng Ting has something to worry about: "What do you give me so much money for? You can't spend much money in college. And what you are doing now is not short of money, you give me a card number. I will call you back the money." She I am afraid that I will lose it when I send it back.
"Give it to you." He couldn't help laughing, "I look down on Lao Tzu, don't think about sending it back, or I have to ask someone to take it to you. Good, now I can only afford these, wait. I think. I do not have?"
She blushed and said a word softly.
Jiang Ren lay on the beach, the sea breeze at night gently kissed him on the cheek, and he smiled: "I didn't hear it clearly, I can't make it louder."
Meng Ting bit his lip: "I didn't listen to it." Why is he so annoying.
"Meng Ting." He covered his eyes and called her name in a low voice, "I think you are crazy about it."
I want to accompany her to university, walk with her on the campus of the university, and watch the night sky of city b with her.
But he is watching her hometown, turning this deep sea into his territory, and he will be her king.
Meng Ting's cheeks got hot, and it took a long time to say: "I will come back to see you on vacation. City H is so hot. Don't get heatstroke."
"Waiting for your holiday." He cursed in his heart, "I will come to city b to see you when I have time."
Meng Ting couldn't help laughing: "Okay."
But Jiang Ren really can’t go away. The construction unit is working in full swing. He is the big boss. He was already short of manpower. He was so busy that he only slept for five hours a day. He insisted on calling Meng Ting. Sometimes Gao Yi found him. I fell asleep lying on the beach.
Gao Yi looked at the young man's tired, angular face, and suddenly couldn't remember what he was doing when he was twenty, but Jiang Ren didn't have to fight like that.
In fact, Jiang Ren lived for nineteen years, and for the first time in his life was crazy and wanted to make money.
It was also his poorest and most desolate year.
There are far fewer girls studying law than boys. In the first week, Meng Ting became famous for his beauty and the top prize. The people in their law department called her a flower in private.
The department is hardworking and gentle, and many people will relax a little bit when they go to university. The B University advocates freedom, and the educational concept is also free. However, only Meng Ting tried to recite the law whenever he had time and went to the library to read.
Her life is quiet and regular, with basic canteens, teaching buildings, and dormitories at three points and one line.
Song Huanhuan was crazy infatuated with Meng Ting's face, and became a little tail behind her.
Until the school forum exploded.
Song Huanhuan hurriedly told Meng. It turned out that there was a selection of school flowers every year. Most of the time, the department flowers posted photos and voted in the posts. Whoever has more votes is the recognized school flower.
Meng Ting had not posted a photo of herself, but she saw herself.
It's a photo of military training, or a sneak shot of a military posture.
It was especially hot in the September sun. She was wearing a camouflage uniform, with a thin layer of sweat on her cheeks, wet her forehead, her lips were a little white, and she was in a panic.
The photo is a full-length photo, and few people walk well in military posture, so it looks a bit funny.
I don't know how to take the photo, it is sextile with Meng Ting at best. But below, there is a brightly labeled Law Department flower-Meng Ting.
A bunch of comments below hahaha.
"A congratulatory message from the Department of Physics!"
"This year's Faculty of Law can't look good. Such people are on the wall."
"It's quite pure, but the shape is wrong."
...
Song Huanhuan was furious after flipping through the comments. She had registered for the school forum account during the summer vacation.
[Huanhuan also want to be happy today]: It was someone else deliberately hacking, it's not like our department flower.
"Then you post pictures!"
"Yes, send pictures!"
Song Huanhuan couldn't stand it anymore at night and posted a picture.
[Huanhuan also have a happy heart today]: There are pictures and the truth [picture.jpg]
It's a profile picture taken in the library, with sunlight coming in. Meng Ting's eyelashes were long and curled, and his brown eyes were clean and clear, and suddenly seemed to be shiny. She propped her chin, thinking about something.
I followed a lot of buildings below, some people were amazed, and some people said they didn't believe this picture was true. The difference between the upper picture and the lower picture was too big.
At this time, the voting was over long ago, and the winner was Zhu Jing from the Department of Foreign Languages.
The school flower naturally missed Meng Ting.
Someone ridiculed Song Huanhuan: "If you had posted this picture early, you might end up with your school's name."
Song Huanhuan was only trying to rectify Meng Ting's name, after all, some of his mouth was too ugly. Meng Ting didn't care about the school flowers, and she didn't care. The less people know to listen to it, the better!
Of the four people in the dormitory, Jiang Rong was the most uncertain, everyone could see that she hated Song Huanhuan the most, followed by Meng Ting.
Song Huanhuan's temper is straightforward, and he is open when he doesn't agree.
Meng Ting has a good temper, but he is not a soft persimmon. The day the school flower selection is finished. Meng Ting went to her: "You sent the photo?"
Jiang Rong was impatient: "What are you talking about, get out of the way, I have to go out."
"On the day of the military training, only you said you had a stomachache, resting in the shade, and you took your phone with you. The angle is also consistent with where you are sitting. The photo was taken by you."
Mi Lei was playing with her phone on the bed, but she stuck her head out.
Jiang Rong did not answer, and planned to push Meng Ting away and walk outside.
Song Huanhuan was also stunned.
Meng Ting said calmly: "You don't like me, and I don't like you either. But I hate that it can't be used as a reason to hurt others. If you don't understand the law and respect the rights of public affairs, let someone teach you."
Jiang Rong turned her head: "You also study law, you have to speak with evidence!"
"Then you dare to show your phone out?"
Jiang Rong's face turned pale.
What else does Mi Lei and Song Huanhuan do not understand? Everyone is creepy. There is a roommate who candidly photographed it, which is really not pleasant.
Mi Lei solemnly said: "Jiang Rong, you and your counselor can apply for a dormitory change."
Let her retain her final dignity, and if she doesn't want to make a big deal, she can move out by herself.
Jiang Rong said: "Replace it! I hate you at first, a soil bun, not even decent clothes, and a face called a flower. A mouth is poisonous and stupid, and there is a decent face. I have long suffered. Enough for you."
The other three people are a little speechless.
Is this woman hating the world?
Jiang Rong moved away and Song Huanhuan still had lingering fears: "Listen, fortunately you guessed it, otherwise it would be more dangerous."
If a girl wears pajamas in the summer, it would be a big deal if she also took pictures.
However, there is a follow-up to the school flower incident.
There is a rich second generation named Qin Yang in their school, and his father started a brand-name clothing company. He looks good, he is a famous brand, and he is also a freshman in his first year—just a loan student.
This master dared to do anything. Qin Yang chased the new school flower, Zhu Jing, with a vigorous pursuit. The playground was covered with roses and the sky was filled with hydrogen balloons. It was so vast and vast, or romantic and romantic.
Zhu Jing was not happy at first, but when the sugar-coated shells were fierce, her attitude began to loosen.
Qin Yang saw Meng Ting in the green trail.
After just one look, I empathized.
Qin Yang is so arrogant that you can see from him chasing Zhu Jing. Thanks to him, everyone now knows that Meng Ting looks more beautiful.
It's just that adults have their own reserve and bottom line, so they don't want to run around to see what the beauty who makes Qin Shao empathize looks like.
Qin Yang squatted in the library every day to watch Meng listen. With a cigarette in his mouth, he invited dinner and sent Gao Ding.
Meng Ting hated him and was almost annoyed by him.
Together, Song Huanhuan and Meng Ting felt that Qin Yang had a lot of tricks, but his shots were really generous.
Qin Yang had to help her get the book, Meng Ting frowned: "Sorry, I have a boyfriend."
Qin Yang said: "You teased me, I didn't see any boy with you. Meng Ting, you don't have to make up such a reason for rejecting me."
Not only Qin Yang didn't believe it, Song Huanhuan also didn't believe it.
Only Meng Ting said with a serious face: "I didn't lie to you, I really have a boyfriend, he is in H city."
"Fuck! Long-distance relationship, divided. More handsome than me or richer than me?"
Qin Yang said: "Don't lie to me, be really rich and capable, and be willing to let you wear these clothes." Give him a big beauty, too late to love him, how can he be willing to make people laugh at her clothes.
Meng Ting was too lazy to look at him: "Anyway, everything is better than you."
When they walked far away, Song Huanhuan asked her, "Is it true that you are telling me? Do you have a boyfriend?"
"Yes." Meng listened to the answer, his eyes softened with a smile.
Song Huanhuan's eyes lit up: "What do you look like, you really have more money than Qin Yang?"
"I don't know, there is no picture of him." She realized now that she really didn't have a picture of Jiang Ren.
Song Huanhuan automatically made up a handsome man for the goddess brain.
Hua Meng, of the Department of Law, heard that there was a boyfriend and didn't know how it was spread.
It's possible to be more handsome than Qin Yang. After all, Qin Yang wears a masquerade, but it is difficult to be richer than him. There are a lot of people who watch jokes, after all, Meng does not sound well. She had very little money left on her after paying the tuition fee, she didn't have any beautiful clothes, and she was so awkward back and forth, but the good-looking people looked good in sackcloth.
Song Huanhuan did not expect that three days later, she would actually see the legendary "high, rich and handsome" boyfriend of Xi Huameng.
At the end of September, a piece of news aroused public attention after it was broadcast.
A mass poisoning incident occurred in the university cafeteria, and everyone was in an uproar. The students who had an accident at noon were sent to the hospital.
When Jiang Ren heard the news, he checked the materials on the construction site in City H.
After the foundation is laid, the environmental protection of the material is very important.
What he fights is to promote environmental protection and green ideas.
When the workers were transporting materials, his shoes were covered with mud, and he held hands from time to time. Not too dirty or too tired, wearing a yellow helmet, sweating straight under the sun.
"...At present, there are more than two hundred food poisoning students. The severe ones have been sent to the city hospital, and the rest are sent to the school hospital for examination. The school and the police are vigorously investigating the cause of the accident, so stay tuned..."
In the noise, Jiang Ren only heard the words "b big" and "food poisoning". He called Meng to listen to the phone, and the beep sounded for a long time, but no one answered.
It was clear that the strong sun was in the sky, but his whole body was cold.
Gao Yi knows how much he attaches importance to this real estate development, but this time he is obviously going crazy. Jiang Ren would rather eat white water instead of using public funds, even borrowing the tuition and living expenses for Meng Ting.
But this time, he directly used the public funds he stubbornly guarded to buy the most recent ticket at a high price. With bloodshot eyes, rushed to the airport.
The workers stared blankly at the irrational Jiang Ren, and the young boss was too mature. They always thought why they couldn't beat him, but he walked without hesitation, as if nothing was left.
Gao Yi sighed and said to the leading master: "Go ahead, he just has a little personal emotion."
It's just such a weakness, everyone can't touch him, and he will be crazy when he touches him.
When Jiang Ren rushed to the campus of University B, it was after school in the afternoon, and his shadow grew old at dusk.
He asked all the way, and walked to the door of the school hospital.
There were too many students in the hospital, and the nurse looked embarrassed when he saw him, with only a pair of dark eyes, and the light inside was cold and dark.
"You report to the class, don't worry, I will check it for you."
"In the infusion room, the building next door, turn right on the second floor."
When he ran to open the door, everyone looked over in surprise.
"he……"
Air-conditioning was turned on indoors to dissipate the heat in September.
The students were watching TV. But he broke in, step by step, almost rude and enthusiastic, and hugged Hua Meng Ting from the Department of Law.
Meng Ting was stunned for a long time before reaching out and hugging him back: "Jiang Ren, what's the matter with you?"
"Are you alright?"
"I'm okay. I went out of school to find a part-time job at noon. I didn't eat school meals. Song Huanhuan was uncomfortable. I stayed with her."
The tall man lowered his head on her neck and took a deep breath.
Needle falling indoors can be heard.
Everyone is watching Jiang Ren.
Meng couldn't hear how he felt at that moment. On this day, Jiang Ren still had gray on his face. He was wearing black short sleeves, ordinary sweatpants, and gray grout on his body.
He wears the helmet of the construction unit, and his exposed arm has strong muscles. Jiang Ren panted, his right foot limped. His whole body was sweaty, his back was wet, and he sticked to his back wet, like an ordinary construction worker.
Also embarrassed too much.
He has always been so proud, domineering and unruly.
She knew that Jiang Ren hated being so embarrassed in front of so many top students who he most looked down upon and admired.
But he just came here, he didn't hesitate, and didn't care about all gains and losses.
Meng Ting wrapped his waist, his eyes were warm, but his tone was gentle: "I'm fine, Jiang Ren, don't be afraid."
She hesitated and stroked his black hair lightly.
Men's hair is short and it's easy to tie hands.
She didn't care that he was covered with gray, her diamond lips softly kissed his side cheek: "Alright, let's go out and say."
Then everyone looked at the big beauty who was supposed to be a school girl with stunned eyes, and the little hand took a dirty tall man away.
The point is that the man is still lame!
Lame fuck!
Song Huanhuan was also shocked. She looked down at the needle on the back of her hand and couldn't reflect it for a long time.
Is not it! So rich and handsome! Meng Ting dislikes Qin Yang so much, but this is the boyfriend Meng Ting chose?
Meng Ting has taken her calm boyfriend out of the school hospital.
"Did you come here? It's so hot, not stupid."
"It's okay." He held her hand. "My face is dirty, don't touch it."
Jiang Ren pursed his lips, don't start.
His face was cold and uncomfortable.
She felt funny and distressed: "It's okay, it's okay, they're not looking at you. Let's wash our faces first, and change our clothes, okay?"
"Fuck, did Lao Tzu mind this?"
"No, you are the best." Her face flushed, "You are handsome like this."
The soft voice is too sweet, and the ending is soft and long.
He couldn't bear it, and patted her face in vain: "It's done, I know it's ashamed. Blind chicken...what nonsense, look at me, I think I'm ashamed, huh?"
She looked at him with big eyes wet, not smiling.
Jiang Ren said with a cold face. Me. Day!
Under the green shade, she finally couldn't laugh, and rushed into his arms, rubbing her tender cheeks against the cement dust on his body. He frowned and pulled her out.
Meng Ting's face was also stained with dust.
But he smiled at him cleverly, and asked him: "Okay, it's as dirty, will you feel ashamed if you hold me?"
He cursed and worried in his heart, his heart weakened.
Jiang Ren lowered his head and gently wiped the gray on her little face, a smile in his eyes: "Why are you so sweet? Meng Ting, do you want me?"