Rival roommate wants to be my boyfriend

Chapter 11 Then you suddenly like to eat Japanese food? ...

Always thinking about showing the proposal proposal to the professor at night, Cheng Yue simply didn't go to the library, and borrowed the two basic chemistry theories he read recently back to the dormitory.

He didn't bother to go to the cafeteria for dinner, so he finished the toast he bought earlier while reading a book alone.

Before setting off, he read through the opening report he had written again, reviewed the information he had consulted and the content he was going to explain to the professor later in his mind, and then packed up his things and set off for the teaching building.

Walking to the door of the classroom, there were still 10 minutes before the class started, and the inside was almost full of students. Cheng Yue saw An Mingyu and Guo Yuxiang in the first row on the left at a glance, and they were still the same seats as last time.

Guo Yuxiang was talking to An Mingyu with a playful smile on his head, and the latter was writing something in a notebook with a rare pen and paper.

Cheng Yue walked over and pulled the seat panel away. An Mingyu heard the movement and turned to look at him: "Ready?"

He nodded, and took out the printed opening report from his schoolbag.

"Come and explain to the teacher. I'll talk about the laboratory." An Mingyu put down his pen and said, "He's here, let's go."

With exactly 5 minutes left, the professor stepped into the classroom with a briefcase in hand.

"Damn, he's really punctual, not even a minute early." Guo Yuxiang patted An Mingyu's arm, "Come on, brother!"

Cheng Yue originally had a plan in mind, but now he suddenly felt a little nervous for no reason.

Seeing the teacher coming, the classroom gradually became quiet.

"Come on, show me your opening report first." The professor took the document from Cheng Yue's hand, put on his glasses and began to read it.

Cheng Yue's heartbeat accelerated slightly, and he glanced up at An Mingyu.

The other side winked at him.

"Teacher, our topic is research on pharmaceutical wastewater and environmental pollution." Cheng Yue looked away and said to the professor, "But this topic is too big to write, so we added a topic based on our school's chemical medicine laboratory. For example, it is more specific and persuasive to study.”

After he finished speaking, the professor was still reading carefully and did not reply.

Cheng Yue even breathed lightly, for fear of disturbing him, he unconsciously clenched the edge of the desk with his hand.

Two minutes later, the professor suddenly raised his head: "Who thought it up? Who wrote this topic selection report?"

His glasses flickered in the light.

Cheng Yue swallowed his slightly dry throat: "It's me, teacher."

The professor narrowed his eyes.

Cheng Yue's heart hung in his throat.

A few seconds passed, and the professor suddenly laughed: "Hahaha, boy, are you scared by me?"

He patted Cheng Yue on the shoulder: "The choice is good! The topic is well chosen, and the report is well written! Undergraduates are doing projects, so don't be too ambitious. It's a great idea to start research from our school's laboratory in a down-to-earth manner. very good!"

The rest of the conversation in the classroom disappeared all of a sudden, and everyone's eyes were focused on the three people in the middle of the podium.

Cheng Yue was shaking slightly as he pinched the edge of the desk. His mind went blank for a few seconds before he realized that the professor was praising him.

"Thank you, thank you teacher."

The professor smiled and handed the opening report back to him: "Cheng Yue has a bright mind and is practical in doing things. I like it. Well, what about An Mingyu? What efforts have you made? Tell me."

When Cheng Yue took the papers back, his hands were still trembling uncontrollably.

But this time it was not because of nervousness, but because of joy.

Hearing this, he raised his head and glanced at An Mingyu, and hurriedly said to help: "He contacted the laboratory for me, and An Mingyu and I also found these papers together."

"No, teacher, I didn't do much." An Mingyu smiled and touched the tip of her nose, "Cheng Yue did most of it."

"Hahaha, you two are afraid that the other party won't be able to invite credit." The professor said happily, "Okay, I know you are all working hard, keep up the momentum, I will report this topic to you, and there will be one in about a week." For an opening and defense, you should prepare well, and only after you pass the defense can you truly succeed in opening the question."

Cheng Yue nodded: "Okay."

"Teacher, are there any seniors or sisters who have participated in the defense, can you introduce some to us for exchange?" An Mingyu asked.

"You're really good at taking shortcuts." The professor took out the computer and connected it to the PPT projector. "Yes, but he's a graduate student, not an undergraduate. I'll give you his WeChat account later, and you can contact him yourself."

An Mingyu: "Okay."

Professor: "Oh, by the way, Cheng Yue, add me on WeChat. If you have any questions, you can talk to me at any time. The teacher likes you very much!"

"Thank you, thank you teacher." Cheng Yue didn't expect this, his face turned red, and he clicked on WeChat to add.

"Okay, let's continue to study." The professor waved his hand.

Just as the time was over, the class bell rang.

Cheng Yue sat back in his seat with his back straight. After the whole class, he almost wrote down every punctuation mark the professor said in his notebook, and devoted himself fully to chemistry.

An Mingyu was still leaning on the back of the chair, sitting in a very casual posture.

"An Mingyu, do you feel hot?" Guo Yuxiang on the far right leaned over and asked.

"No."

Guo Yuxiang frowned: "Me neither, it's strange, Cheng Yue's face is still red when the air conditioner is turned on to [-] degrees, he looks very hot."

An Mingyu's gaze drifted over, and landed on the ruddy ear tips of the boy beside him, and after a while, she glanced along the other's slender neck, and then looked down.

The butterfly bone looms with his writing movements.

He cleared his throat lightly, and looked away: "Look at the blackboard and listen to the lecture, why don't you look at other people's faces when you have nothing to do?"

Guo Yuxiang: "...I don't care about my classmates, okay, I won't watch it."

Cheng Yue didn't know anything about the episode that happened here, until the end of the first class, he still had something to say.

Time flies so fast when you think about it.

"Have you finished writing?" An Mingyu interrupted his thoughts of browsing the notes.

Cheng Yue looked at him: "?"

"Introduce the other team members to you, forgot?" The other party stood up.

"Xiao Yue!"

Just as Cheng Yue was about to answer, Zhang Tingting's voice came from the door of the classroom.

He quickly put down his pen: "Sister!" After greeting, Cheng Yue said to An Mingyu, "Where are the other two? Shall we go out and talk?"

An Mingyu's eyes met his, Cheng Yue was stunned.

His eyes are a little deep, from top to bottom, almost exactly the same as the scene at the beginning of the school competition.

"Well, go out and talk."

Before Cheng Yue could see clearly, An Mingyu lowered his eyelashes to cover his expression, turned his head and walked away from Guo Yuxiang.

"Xiao Yue." Zhang Tingting was very happy to see them coming out, "An Mingyu, I see you again."

Cheng Yue glanced at An Mingyu again, but he had already returned to his usual appearance, as if it was just his illusion.

Cheng Yue didn't think too much anymore: "Sister, the teacher has already approved our topic."

"Wow, that's great. Are you guys ready to defend?" Zhang Tingting smiled at him, then looked at An Mingyu and said, "Is there anything I can do to help?"

An Mingyu's tone was flat: "Not yet, this is Zhao Xuyang from chemical medicine, and this is Ruan Wenjing from the management institute."

A man and a woman standing beside nodded to the other two: "Hello."

"I can help sort out the data, and I'm also very good at making PPTs. You can safely leave the PPTs for the opening and defense to me." Ruan Wenjing has short hair and speaks very fast, giving Cheng Yue the feeling that she is completely opposite to her name. .

"I'll help you during your research." Zhao Xuyang smiled warmly and winked at Cheng Yue.

Cheng Yue was taken aback.

An Mingyu raised her eyelids: "Don't make a fuss."

"Oh, no way." Zhao Xuyang got more excited when he heard the words, and stretched out his right hand towards him, "Cheng Yue, if you need help in the future, just come to me. Since we are a group, our Xiaoyue's business is my business."

Cheng Yue shook hands with him lightly: "Thank you."

"You're welcome, you're welcome."

"There are 2 minutes left for class, let's talk about it in the rest of the weekend." An Mingyu interrupted them.

Most of the people who went out to the bathroom to relax had already sat down in their seats, and they were the only ones left in the aisle.

"I said before that I want to add a QQ group, why don't I build one now?" Zhang Tingting asked.

He also forgot about it.

Cheng Yue took out his mobile phone: "I'll pull you now."

Cheng Yue finished building the group, and the other three were about to leave when they saw this, Zhang Tingting suddenly came over and asked him in a low voice: "Xiao Yue, you said to help me ask about the Japanese food, did you ask?"

A little of the girl's soft hair fell on his cheeks, and a faint fragrance filled his nostrils.

"Not...not yet." Cheng Yue took a half step back, "I'll ask you after class, senior sister."

Zhang Tingting's eyes were bent: "Okay, thank you Xiaoyue, the matter of posting before has been resolved, I think the post is no longer there."

"Solved, thank you senior."

"Xiao Yue and I are so polite." Zhang Tingting shot him a look, "I'm not as close as before."

Cheng Yue lowered his head: "I..."

The class bell rang just in time, interrupting their conversation.

Zhang Tingting gently stroked Cheng Yue's forehead hair: "You can come and chat with me if you have nothing to do, Xiao Yue."

"it is good."

"Then I'm leaving, take a good class, come on."

"Okay, senior sister, goodbye."

Cheng Yue watched her leave, and he didn't rush back to his seat until the graceful figure disappeared completely, one second before the ringing ended.

He propped up his arms, and gently touched the bangs just now, and the blush that had just faded returned to his cheeks.

But when he thought of Zhang Tingting's entrustment to him, Cheng Yue turned his pen a few times irritably, raised his eyes and took a sneak peek at An Mingyu, but unexpectedly met his gaze.

An Mingyu leaned closer to him: "I have to sleep on your quilt for a whole night, and Yang Kaimiao said that I have to check the bed today."

The pen in Cheng Yue's hand flew out, and An Mingyu quickly caught it for him: "I'm not dirty, I take a shower and wash my hair every day, and I also change my clothes. Let’s pay you a new quilt together.”

He stuffed the water-based pen back into Cheng Yue's palm.

Cheng Yue pursed his lips: "I didn't...don't bother, I don't dislike you."

With a chuckle, he rushed to his ear with breath: "That's good."

After class, the three of them went back to the dormitory together.

They were silent all the way, Guo Yuxiang didn't live on the same side as them, and when they got downstairs, they prepared to separate.

Cheng Yue pondered for a long time on what reason to ask, but he couldn't hold back anymore: "An Mingyu..."

An Mingyu turned around: "What?"

Guo Yuxiang also hurriedly stopped and looked at them.

"You..." Cheng Yue's mind was spinning rapidly, "Thank you for helping me before, about the counselor."

An Mingyu raised her eyebrows: "You have already thanked me."

Cheng Yue bit his lower lip: "Well...do you like Japanese food?"

Guo Yuxiang covered his mouth as if he had heard the shocking news.

An Mingyu was a little surprised, and took a few steps towards him: "Japanese food?"

"Just, there's a new one next to the school. Do you like to eat?" Cheng Yue felt that the atmosphere was a bit subtle. He squeezed the hem of his clothes tightly and his eyes fluttered.

He is talking nonsense... Forget it, hurry up and ask out so that I can deal with my senior sister.

"Yes." An Mingyu stood still in front of him, "I like to eat Japanese food."

"Oh..." Cheng Yue wanted to bury his head in the ground, "If you like it...just like it."

He couldn't stand the other person's eyes on him, so he ran upstairs after speaking.

"Damn?!" Guo Yuxiang yelled strangely, "What's the situation? Calm down? What's the situation with you two?"

The corner of An Mingyu's mouth raised, and she gave him an elbow: "What are you barking about? I helped him before, and he wanted to thank me, what's wrong?"

"Then you suddenly like eating Japanese food?" Guo Yuxiang shot his eyes up and down, "Who said before that it's fishy and less filling, so it's better to eat instant noodles?"

"Itchy skin?"

Guo Yuxiang shut up.