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Xiang Yueran is also a beauty.
Her beauty reveals the sophistication of money, and every pore exudes the smell of money. Although she has had cosmetic surgery, her natural foundation is not bad. The doctor she found is also an authoritative medical beauty expert in Japan. With just a few adjustments, she has stepped from a pretty girl to a beauty, and her face is as natural as a natural mother's. Among the white, rich and beautiful women in Donggang, Xiang Yueran is one of the most qualified socialites to support the word "beauty".
So when the beauty threw herself into his arms, Tang Tianyu had no reason to refuse. The agitated air in the auditorium was always stirring, and there was still a similar smell in his nose. He suddenly realized that it was as if the girl was still sitting on his lap.
It was only a few seconds of contact, but at this moment, the memories in his mind suddenly became extremely clear.
The round buttocks, the only contact was enough to make a deep impression. The slender waist, the white skin, the fragrance in the thick and soft hair...
Xiang Yueran was kissing Tang Tianyu's earlobe, which was his sensitive spot, but today, he seemed to be more excited than before. As soon as she bit him, he held her buttocks and stood up. Xiang Yueran cried out softly, and then he pressed her against the French window and stripped her clothes. The glass was specially made so that the outside could not see clearly inside, but the bright neon night scene was behind her, as if the whole city was watching how she was wanton, and the boy on her seemed to be particularly fierce. This time, her soul was so happy that it ascended to heaven.
The next day, Xiang Yueran climbed out of bed, her waist was almost broken.
She sent a voice message to Xue Chang: "I don't think anything will happen, don't worry about that woman."
Tang Tianyu's seemingly endless energy on her made her conclude that Lin Jingmo's hookup last night didn't need to be taken to heart.
There is no doubt that women's judgment in love is always easy to lose its accuracy.
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Until the end of the military training, Lin Jingmo politely rejected all of Chen Haozhe's invitations.
As if seeing that Lin Jingmo had no interest in him, and with the upcoming internship, Chen Haozhe was very quiet these two days and did not bother her again.
Since entering school, Lin Jingmo has never lacked suitors, from the same class or different classes, from freshmen to seniors. Fortunately, the students of Dongda have basic qualities. After Lin Jingmo expressed her rejection, most of them would not pester her again, but there were still some who were thick-skinned. Even after Lin Jingmo rejected them once, they could only choose to ignore them with a cold face. So after a few days, the saying that Lin Jingmo was not easy to pursue began to spread quietly.
Even Tang Tianyu heard about it.
Chen Haozhe went to the lecture with Lin Jingmo that time, and many people in the class saw him. After he returned to the dormitory, those who were close to him caught him and made fun of him. Although Chen Haozhe explained it, he was secretly happy in his heart. He felt flattered when he was associated with Lin Jingmo's name.
Unfortunately, this feeling of elation did not last long, as Lin Jingmo's repeated rejections put him completely at a loss.
Chen Haozhe was not an idiot, so how could he not see the hidden meaning of Lin Jingmo's words?
On this day, the freshman military training ended, and the performance report of more than 2,000 freshmen made the playground deafening. The School of Finance and Economics was separated from the playground by a lake, and from the third floor, one could see the green blocks changing formations one by one.
After class, Chen Haozhe lay on the corridor to watch the performance on the playground. His friends pushed him twice, and seeing that he seemed to be looking for someone, they sneered: "You are not looking for Miss Lin."
Chen Haozhe did not refute, but his expression was a little disappointed.
"Forget it, Miss Lin is too high for us to reach. Haven't you heard that Song Zhenxiang has failed?"
Song Zhenxiang is in charge of the student union of the School of Finance and Economics, occasionally checks the dormitories, and often gives speeches at school activities. He is handsome and has a good family background, so he is also a celebrity in the School of Finance and Economics.
Chen Haozhe really hadn't heard about it. He turned around and asked, "When did it happen?"
"I don't know. I also heard that President Song wanted to add Miss Lin on WeChat but didn't. He asked a junior to introduce her to him, but Miss Lin didn't even bother to respond and just left. Such aloof girls are the hardest to chase. You should just give up."
Chen Haozhe pouted and wanted to say something, but finally chose to shut up. He didn't think Lin Jingmo was aloof. Maybe she just had her own persistence. If she was really aloof, why would she only add him on WeChat? Compared with Song Zhenxiang, even if he felt good about himself, he couldn't say that he had any advantages.
But his friend's words really made Chen Haozhe feel lost, and he lost interest in watching the performance. He glanced at the playground again before preparing to go back to the dormitory.
After the two left, Tang Tianyu came out from the corner with a faint smell of cigarettes on his body.
...
Lin Jingmo's name was once again on the WeChat Moments of Dongda University students. It was at the welcome party.
At the party, she performed a lyrical rock song.
Lin Jingmo, wearing a white shirt, light blue jeans, and carrying a guitar, sang a niche song on the stage without CD accompaniment, only with the guitar in her hand, an acoustic instrument. The whole stage was dark, with only a beam of light shining on her. She was free and addicted. After the three-minute song was finished, the audience was still not satisfied, and there was no applause. Lin Jingmo smiled gently at the audience, as if thousands of stars were bowing to her. Even the male audience in the front row could be heard gasping.
Lin Jingmo left the stage with the guitar, still a little uncertain.
She didn't deliberately want to be in the limelight. There was a reason for choosing this song.
Last time in the auditorium, she noticed the shoes Tang Tianyu was wearing.
Tang Tianyu was wearing a pair of limited edition basketball shoes that were released three years ago. The designer designed this pair of shoes with inspiration from Stanley Miller, a British rock singer in the 1980s. It uses the classic color and logo of Stanley's most successful tour concert, and the style is very low-key. Only 100 pairs of these sneakers were released three years ago. They were hard to buy at the time, and later they were sold at sky-high prices.
Lin Jingmo noticed Tang Tianyu's clothes. He was not a guy who chased trends and limited editions, and he rarely wore clothes with brand logos. Such a person would choose a pair of sky-high-priced sneakers three years after they were released. Lin Jingmo guessed that he must like to listen to Stanley Miller.
Therefore, she sang this lyrical rock song by Stanley Miller at the welcome party.
Although this song is not widely sung, it has a very good reputation in the hearts of Stanley Miller fans.
Lin Jingmo just wanted to take a gamble. Even if she didn't bet right, she didn't lose anything.
Fortunately, she bet right.
Tang Tianyu was browsing his Moments before going to bed, and saw a Moments link forwarded by a classmate, which said "Lin Jingmo sang the audio of "30 Days" tonight, please save it." He clicked on it, and the article started with Lin Jingmo's performance video.
Stanley Miller's vicissitudes and rich voice performed a song, she sang it with a different feeling of laziness and freshness. Close your eyes, as if you are in a secluded manor in the south of France, surrounded by roses, but with a hint of sadness, as if the lover the girl has been waiting for has not returned yet.
Tang Tianyu watched to the end, Lin Jingmo smiled at the audience, the angle of the photographer was very good, facing her face, the girl's smile was beautiful and shy, her eyes looked around to the end, fixed in the camera of the photographer, when Tang Tianyu realized something, he found that he didn't know when to press the pause button.
His eyes flickered, scrolled to the end of the article, and chose to save the audio.

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