My heart beats for you under the moonlight

Before the holiday, Su Xian thought again and again and called home. As a result, no one answered the phone at home several times. Feeling uneasy, he found the mobile phone number Uncle Zhao had left for him and dialed it. past.

"It's a girl." This is Uncle Zhao's general name and nickname for all the girls in the village: "Your dad is not at home. He went out to play cards. He probably won't go back until evening. You can play again at night. Don't worry, girl." , your dad is doing well at home, and the neighbors are taking good care of him, so don’t worry about him and study hard outside."

No matter how big a storm this person goes through, he can survive it alone, without blinking an eye from the beginning to the end. But once he gets the warmth from someone who has no blood relationship with him, his heart feels sour.

Su Xian felt very sour in her heart.

"Thank you, Uncle Zhao. Uncle Zhao, please take care of yourself too."

"Uncle Zhao, I have a strong body, and I have to wait for you promising kids to show off in the future." Uncle Zhao liked Su Xian from the bottom of his heart: "By the way, girl, don't treat me badly outside." You have to eat and drink when you need it. If you have financial difficulties, just call me back. You don’t have to worry about tuition fees, the village committee will take care of it.”

Just as Su Xian was about to speak, there was a loud noise on the phone. Uncle Zhao seemed to be very busy: "Girl, I won't tell you anymore. I have to go and do some work. Someone from above is coming to inspect again."

Su Xian waited for the other party to hang up the phone, and then slowly put away the phone.

It's all good...that's good.

In the blink of an eye, September is coming to an end, and the temperature has gradually dropped. The weather in Nancheng is different from that in Heyunling. The four seasons have a clear division of labor, and no one can surpass the other.

In the first few days after arriving in Nancheng, Su Xian was actually a little uncomfortable and had diarrhea from time to time. Fortunately, her adaptability was pretty good.

Perhaps it was because Nanda had Zuo Yueyao, and his presence gave Su Xian a sense of intimacy with this strange city.

"Classmate, are you interested in joining our animation club?" Su Xian's thoughts were unexpectedly stopped. There was a stranger next to her. Looking around, she remembered that every year during the time when freshmen enter school, there are all kinds of people. When the organization was fighting openly and secretly, they tried their best to attract new students to join their club.

Su Xian rejected the invitation from a strange classmate. She had no interest in animation.

Looking around, Su Xian saw that compared to the miserable crowd at the entrance of the animation club, there were many people gathered in front of the literary club. Su Xian took a look at the literary club's promotional poster and immediately understood why the people who signed up for the literary club were so... too much.

The promotional poster actually used Zuo Yueyao's photo, which successfully attracted attention.

"Classmate, are you here to sign up for the literary club?" A slightly chubby girl chatted with Su Xian familiarly: "The number of people is limited, so there is probably no hope, but you can give it a try, and maybe we can increase the number." There’s a quota, go over there and get the form, fill it out and get in line.”

Su Xian smiled at the girl: "I'm not."

"Aren't you here to sign up for the literary club?" The girl was a little surprised: "I thought you were here for the male god. Although the male god is not the president of the literary club, he is more famous than the president."

Su Xian asked curiously: "Who is the president?"

"Oh, the president's name is Ren Shang."

Ren...shang...

The... president of the literary club!

"But President Ren is also very handsome, but he's just a little too carefree."

Therefore, many things cannot be understood with normal thinking. She is not surprised that Ren Shang joins any club, but it is a literary club. She really can't imagine that such a carefree person would sit there seriously and practice writing... ...

Su Xian finally understood why Zuo Yueyao, who liked dealing with numbers, became a member of the literary club.

He is indeed a person with ulterior motives. Bringing Zuo Yueyao in is his living sign.

Su Xian coughed and pretended not to gossip: "Is that Goddess He also in the literary club?"

"She doesn't seem to be here. She is in the dance club and is the president of the dance club."

That's right, even if people who love dance can no longer dance, they still want to do something related to dance, such as teaching others to dance.

Su Xian put away his gossip and left with satisfaction, but stopped in front of the club recruitment with a red tablecloth.

The Volunteer Association was even more miserable than the animation club. There was not even a ghost in front of the door. Su Xian stood out for a while and successfully attracted the attention of the club.

"Classmate, you have to think carefully. Our club is not as comfortable as other clubs. Don't do it on a whim."

It seems that there are so many people who are attracted to them on a whim that the recruiter of the society no longer even has the desire to win over.

Su Xian pointed to a stack of forms on the table: "Are you filling in this one?"

The recruiter confirmed again and again: "Have you thought it through?"

Su Xian nodded: "Yes."

"Then you fill in the information here and wait for our notification for the interview."

Su Xian originally thought that she would just fill out a form, but she didn't expect that there would be an interview. What's more, she didn't expect that not long after she filled out the form and left, she received an interview notice. The speed was as if she was afraid that she would run away.

Su Xian felt funny in her heart, as she had just ignored her.

Based on the information provided, Su Xian found the location of the club. It was deserted all the way there. He thought it was just a formality, but who knew that the door opened and a dozen people were sitting inside.

Everyone's eyes were fixed on her.

Su Xian can be regarded as a person who has gone through many storms, such as giving speeches, hosting festival activities, etc. He always walks with ease and never has stage fright. Today, facing these dozen people, he actually felt a little guilty.

The person sitting in the middle is probably the president, with a pair of round eyes embedded in his round face, and paired with his fat figure, he looks very festive.

Except for the fat president who was smiling, everyone else's expressions were a little serious.

"Su Xian, eighteen years old, freshman majoring in law, loves reading, is that gone?"

Or else?

The fat president smiled and said: "Well, that's right. Our club lacks talents like you. If there is any need in the legal profession in the future, you can come in handy. So, let me ask you a few questions. Just answer truthfully, don’t be nervous and relax.”

Su Xian was already very relaxed, could it be possible that he was still nervous?

"Why do you want to come to our club?"

Su Xian's mind was searching for the best words, such as serving the people, contributing to society, carrying forward the fine tradition of being helpful, and a series of official rhetoric.

But the chubby senior seemed to be indifferent to these things, and knocked back what she was about to blurt out: "We want to listen to your heart, and stop talking about those cliche things."

The walls in the room were covered with various awards and awards. Su Xian glanced at them quietly and spoke slowly.

"I don't know why, I just know it's not wrong."

Joining this club will not only help her increase her chances of winning a scholarship, but it will also not rule out her determination to do something good.

Perhaps it was her contrary words that surprised everyone present. The fat club president did not ask any more questions, but directly decided: "Okay! It's up to you. From now on, the club's meetings and activities will be held. If you don’t have anything important to do, try to attend. If you can’t attend, ask for leave in advance.”

Su Xian didn't expect it to go so smoothly. Just when he was about to say thank you, the fat president said again: "My name is Li Yitian, and I am the president of the club. As for the others, you can get to know them by yourself later. We have a nursing home to express condolences after the National Day." Activities, it just so happens that you make an activity plan.”

Su Xian had a feeling that it was not the right time to come in, but she couldn't say no.

After getting to know the people in the club, Su Xian realized that their seriousness just now was all fake, and they were actually very easy to get along with. But soon, she felt that she shouldn't use the word "du".

Who would have thought that Chen Biyu is also in this club!

This stubborn and unforgiving person, in Su Xian's understanding, she was impatient, yet she was able to get into this club, and even after arriving late, she had the confidence to tell the president that she was delayed. .

"Looking at the back, I thought I saw it wrong, but I didn't expect it was you. As a classmate, you didn't even say a word to me when you signed up for this club."

Su Xian said angrily: "You didn't tell me either."

"Yes." Chen Biyu said carelessly, "What are you doing here? I thought you were going to the literary club. Where's your cousin? Didn't he open a back door for you or something?"

"I can be wherever I want." She was honest with her, but Su Xian didn't buy her words.

"Have personality."

Su Xian couldn't tell whether Chen Biyu had any prejudice against her or not, so he just treated her as an ordinary classmate: "Why did you come to this club?"

"Accumulate virtue and do good deeds." Chen Biyu answered without thinking.

good idea! Su Xian thought to herself, why didn't she think of such a simple reason just now?

"Do you have anything to do later? If not, come with me to get the projector back."

"Where can I get it?"

"Your cousin's place!" Chen Biyu snorted several times from her nose: "It's true that these people borrowed the projector and didn't know how to return it. If I don't go over and scold them to death."

In fact, when she arrived at the literary club, Chen Biyu changed her face. Not to mention scolding, her sweet voice was almost dripping with tears.

What makes Chen Biyu superior to them is that in less than a month since she came to NTU, she has already become like a fish in water. Everyone she meets is like one of her own family, and there is no such thing as a stranger.

"Brother Ren, I'm here to get our projector. I wonder if you have used it up."

Su Xian gave her a very contemptuous look and nodded to Ren Shang.

"I was about to have someone send it to you, but I didn't expect you to come and get it in person. Are you afraid that I won't return it?"

"That's not the case." Chen Biyu smiled enchantingly: "Just now I was telling Su Xian not to worry. Senior brothers will return it naturally after using it, but she refused, and there was nothing I could do about it."

Ren Shang smiled evilly at Su Xian, and Su Xian gritted his back molars.

This dead woman!