Rival roommate wants to be my boyfriend

Chapter 22 The teacher has the final say. ...

The next morning, Cheng Yue was woken up by the sound of washing.

He touched the phone under the pillow and glanced at it in a daze.

"It's 07:30." Before he could read the words on the screen clearly, a hoarse male voice sounded in his ear.

Cheng Yue turned his head in a daze.

"Stupid?" An Mingyu smiled. He seemed to have just washed his face, and his forehead hair was a little wet. "Wake up? Or sleep for a while?"

The memory came back, and Cheng Yue remembered it.

Last night, An Mingyu suddenly moved back to the dormitory, and asked him to run together this morning.

"Don't sleep anymore." He lifted the quilt and sat up, took off his pajamas and put on a new T-shirt, got out of bed to brush his teeth and wash his face.

An Mingyu approached suddenly, and immediately Cheng Yue felt his waist loosen.

He turned back.

The other party spread his hands and said, "Your jacket is caught in your trousers."

Cheng Yue turned his neck to take a look, and then realized that An Mingyu had pulled his clothes out for him.

He smoothed the hem of his clothes, his face was a little red: "Thank you."

"You're welcome."

Before the two of them went out, Yang Kaimiao on the other bed finally made some noise: "Well... are you leaving?"

An Mingyu said "hmm", "What do you want to eat?"

"Hey." Yang Kaimiao propped himself up from the bed, "Anshen understands me, let's have a bowl of noodles, the five yuan kind is fine, add an egg."

"It's a lot to ask for."

"Hi, please please."

Standing outside the dormitory door, Cheng Yue clicked on the app posted in the class group yesterday: "This app seems to have specified the running range."

An Mingyu closed the door, and leaned over to take a look: "Maybe I'm afraid that someone is lying in the dormitory shaking his phone to count his steps."

Can you do this?

He was surprised, looked down, and sure enough, all the dormitory buildings were not within the effective range.

"Let's go, let's have breakfast first." An Mingyu pressed the elevator.

Cheng Yue hurriedly followed.

When I arrived at the cafeteria in the East District, it was just in time for the rush hour for morning classes, and there were quite a lot of people in front of each window, so Cheng Yue was a little hesitant.

An Mingyu asked: "What do you want to eat? I'll go buy it, you find a seat first."

"I..." Cheng Yue looked around.

"Do you want egg-filled pancakes?" An Mingyu twitched her lips, "The kind with eggs X2."

Cheng Yue: "..."

A few seconds later, he blushed: "Eat."

Fortunately, class started at eight o'clock, and Cheng Yue didn't have to wait too long to find two empty seats. He sat down and raised his head to search for An Mingyu near the window.

But before he could find it, he heard a lunch box slam down on the table in front of him.

"There are..." Cheng Yue raised his head, "You just bought it?"

"Huh?" An Mingyu handed him the egg-filled biscuit, "I only bought the two of us, and Yang Kaimiao will buy it when he comes back from running. Try it and see if it tastes what you want."

Cheng Yue smelled it and felt that it was similar to the pancakes he ate in the infirmary last time. After he took a bite, it was really delicious.

"Hmm..." His cheeks were puffed up from chewing, and he nodded a few times, "How do you know... this is what I want to eat?"

An Mingyu paused while mixing the noodles: "Don't you want to eat the pancakes in the infirmary?"

Cheng Yue opened his eyes wide: "Do you know that I ate egg-filled pancakes in the infirmary?"

I didn't see An Mingyu in the infirmary that day...

An Mingyu was a little puzzled, with a smile in her voice: "I bought it for you, of course I know."

This time it was Cheng's turn to be more puzzled: "?"

Seeing this, the other party lowered their eyes and thought for a while, then asked, "Didn't your senior sister tell you?"

Cheng Yue nodded.

"You think she bought it for you?"

Cheng Yue continued to nod.

An Mingyu couldn't help laughing: "You don't think...she sent you to the infirmary?"

Is not it?

Cheng Yue's expression had already written all his thoughts on his face.

An Mingyu was a little helpless: "Although you are not heavy, I weigh one hundred and twenty to thirty kilograms. Your senior sister can't hold you in high heels."

Cheng Yue froze.

"That... that day is..." He looked at the person opposite.

The last memory before he fell into a coma that day vaguely emerged, a certain generous embrace came back to his mind, it was still a little hard, it didn't look like a girl at all.

An Mingyu said lightly, "It's me."

Cheng Yue was completely confused.

Why did Zhang Tingting say it was her... No, she didn't seem to have said it clearly.

It was he who preconceived thought it was Zhang Tingting.

But Zhang Tingting, she didn't refute.

"Eat quickly, the temperature is going to rise." An Mingyu said.

Cheng Yue came back to his senses, unable to tell what he was feeling, he lowered his head and took a big bite of the cake: "Oh..."

In terms of sports, Cheng Yuezhen has been in a mess since he was a child, and the sport he hates the most in his life is running. Running 800 meters in the high school entrance examination almost sent him to the hospital.

At the end of September, there was still no trace of autumn in City B. The green leaves were evergreen on the campus. It was only eight o'clock, and the sun was already big enough to dissuade people from leaving.

The two rested for about ten minutes, and walked out of the cafeteria. Cheng Yue clicked on the APP, and saw the 1000 meters and speed displayed on it, and he had already started to retreat.

"Don't want to run?" An Mingyu saw his thoughts.

Cheng Yue originally didn't want to show timidity in front of him, but running...he really didn't want to.

He thought that An Mingyu was going to taunt him, but he didn't. Instead, he led him to the shared bicycle parking spot, raised his chin slightly: "Then scan the bicycle, let's ride."

Can you do this?

Cheng Yue was shocked: "This way... won't be discovered?"

"No." An Mingyu had already lowered his head and unlocked the bike, "You will find that the school is full of bikers doing this when you ride halfway."

It seems that he is not the only one who doesn't like running.

In such a short time of talking, two or three people swiped away from them and rode their bicycles. Everyone was holding a mobile phone. Cheng Yue saw the interface of the Happy Running APP on the screen of one of them.

He was completely relieved.

"But don't ride too fast, just don't exceed the running speed of a normal person." An Mingyu added.

Cheng Yue just stepped out to show off his driving skills, but when he heard this, he paused: "...OK."

Running turned into cycling, and after swiping the mileage, Cheng Yue clicked OK, and it passed, and the punch card showed that it had been completed once.

He and An Mingyu went back to the dormitory to bring breakfast for Yang Kaimiao.

While they were talking, Cheng Yue quickly stuffed the envelope containing the poverty certificate into the small backpack.

"You want to go out?" An Mingyu still noticed his movements.

He replied, "I'll go... find a counselor."

"Looking for Yu Qin?" An Mingyu raised her eyebrows, "Let's go together."

"Ah?" Cheng Yue didn't want him to know about his application for a scholarship, so he refused, "No, I can do it myself."

"I'll go to the Academic Affairs Office to check things. If I don't come with you, I'll just drop by." An Mingyu changed her shoes, "Let's go?"

That's okay, the Academic Affairs Office is such a big building that you can't touch it.

Cheng Yue nodded: "Let's go."

As a result, An Mingyu followed him all the way to the door of the counselor's office without any intention of leaving. Cheng Yue squeezed the shoulder strap of his backpack, hesitant to speak.

The other party knocked on the door before him.

"Please come in." It was Yu Qin's voice.

An Mingyu pushed open the door and glanced inside.

Yu Qin was pleasantly surprised: "Hey, An Mingyu, what's the matter?"

"It's okay, my classmate is looking for you." An Mingyu turned her head, "Go."

Cheng Yue had no choice but to enter the office, but to his surprise, An Mingyu did not follow.

The office door was gently closed, but unlocked.

When Yu Qin saw him, the enthusiasm in his voice disappeared immediately: "It's you, what's the matter?"

Cheng Yue also knew that he didn't like him, so he didn't want to talk to him, so he took out the envelope from his bag and said, "I'll hand in the poverty certificate."

"Oh!" Yu Qin looked suddenly enlightened, he "tsk", and just about to say a few more words, the office door suddenly "creaked" and opened a little.

It seemed to be blown away by the wind outside.

Through that small gap, An Mingyu's back is clearly visible.

Yu Qin turned his eyes and said with a smile: "Give me the things, and then your materials will be handed in. I will give you your name and wait for the class teacher to notify you to answer."

His attitude changed so quickly that Cheng Yue didn't realize it: "...Oh."

"Is there anything else?" Yu Qin asked with a smile.

"Gone."

When he left, Cheng Yue was still a little unbelievable, he didn't make things difficult for him in this rare opportunity to be alone.

"Okay?" An Mingyu just came out of the office next door and asked him, "Go back?"

"go back."

Thursday night is still Cheng Yue's favorite basic chemistry class. The classroom he entered with An Mingyu this time is still sitting in the old seat in the first row.

"In today's class, we will review the knowledge of the first unit, mainly exercises." The class bell rang, and the professor stood on the podium and said.

"what……"

"Again?"

"No, please don't touch me..."

There was a sudden mourning in the classroom.

The professor smiled and waited for them to finish howling: "It seems that everyone is looking forward to it. Has anyone volunteered to come up to the stage to do the questions?"

There was an instant silence in the audience, and everyone lowered their heads, for fear of meeting his eyes.

Cheng Yue was also a little nervous by the atmosphere, he opened his notebook.

"No one?" The professor dragged out his tone, "Then shall I order casually?"

At this moment, a male voice from behind the classroom broke the silence: "Cheng Yue!"

Immediately after that small piece, someone shouted: "An Mingyu!"

The eyes of the others all converged on the place where the two of them were sitting.

The professor also pushed his glasses, glanced at Cheng Yue and An Mingyu: "Well, this proposal is good."

Cheng Yue and him looked at each other for a few seconds, then swallowed.

"You idiots, what's wrong with those in the back?" Guo Yuxiang scolded in a low voice, "It's just those two idiots who were pointed out last time and didn't write it down, so I was also pointed out."

Hearing this, An Mingyu straightened up and looked back.

A few boys who were full of malicious intent just now met his indifferent gaze, and shrunk their necks one by one to dodge.

The professor smiled and clapped his hands: "Stop arguing, this proposal is very good, the two boys who just proposed, the two boys in red and black, you should be in the first group!"

The rest roared with laughter.

When the two boys came to the stage, Cheng Yue suddenly discovered that one of them was the boyfriend of the girl with ponytail downstairs in the Academic Affairs Office last time.

He pursed his lips and lowered his eyes.

"Teacher Cheng, are you interested in competing with me again?" An Mingyu leaned over to interrupt his thoughts.

Cheng Yue turned his head: "Compared to what?"

"Just compare this question and see who can solve it faster." An Mingyu said, with a challenge in his eyes.

Cheng Yue was immediately aroused to be competitive: "Okay."

"Then I started timing?" An Mingyu clicked on the stopwatch on the phone.

"it is good."

The topic on the blackboard is not difficult. It is a thermodynamic calculation problem, which is very basic, but the professor has adapted it, and the calculation is a bit heavy.

Cheng Yue quickly jotted down a few data and calculated them on the draft notebook.

The numbers on the stopwatch on the phone changed rapidly.

At one minute and 47 seconds, Cheng Yue put down his pen: "I'm done."

An Mingyu also stopped writing almost at the same time: "I'm a little slow, amazing."

Cheng Yue rolled his eyes: "It's a draw, you spent time flipping through the book."

"Okay." An Mingyu also smiled, "Teacher Cheng has the final say."

The atmosphere was harmonious, Cheng Yue was in a happy mood, and the screen of his mobile phone suddenly lit up.

He clicked.

It's a text message from an unknown number.

[Xiao Chengyue. 】

This title made him immediately understand who sent the text message, and Cheng Yue silently turned off the screen.

But the other party didn't let him go, and sent another one.

[Don't think that you can escape by hugging the golden thighs. I heard that you have recently received a bursary, which adds up to less than ten thousand. 】

[Call me the rest of your debt before the eleventh, or you will know the consequences. 】

The corners of Cheng Yue's curled mouth slowly dropped. He stared at these messages for a few seconds, and then covered the phone upside down on the table.