There was nothing wrong with Yu Xian's call. She just reminded Chen Zhu not to forget to have dinner.

"When we're done, we'll go eat. The rhubarb is also there."

Chen was assembling a computer in his hands and chatting with her, checking the address where he would go to make up classes tomorrow.

Yu Baobao also took an order for home tutoring on Study.com, but just like Song Shiwei, she was the first and last order, and her information would be removed after the order ended.

Chen Zhuke couldn't bear to leave and didn't trust her to become a tutor alone.

The two chatted like this for a while, and Yu Baobao went to practice painting with satisfaction.

Half an hour later, the three computers were almost completed. Xia Huilan, Song Qing, and Zhang Guangfeng can start working directly when they arrive at the office tomorrow.

"What do you want to eat tonight?"

Chen Zhu asked his best friend who had been working together for several hours.

"Whatever."

Huang Baihan said nonchalantly: "You can eat rice rolls or fried noodles. You know I'm not picky about food."

"That's right, you can be so full from all the food in the high school cafeteria."

Chen Zhu said with a smile.

"Damn! It sounds like you ate less back then."

Dahuang said dissatisfied.

It is already 9:30, but it is not quiet in the Technology Valley. Many companies in the park still have their lights on, and from time to time there are some young people who have arrived home but have been called back to work overtime.

They had their label hanging on their faces and looked nervous and hurried. Maybe there was something wrong with the project they were responsible for.

"A Chinese who has been involved in involution all his life."

Chen Zhu thought to himself.

Chen Zhu and Huang Baihan randomly found a food stall near their home. They had a bowl of noodles, a bowl of vermicelli, and a bottle of ice-cold Fat House Happy Water. The total cost was less than 20 yuan.

Mixed with the late autumn evening breeze on the street, I first ate two mouthfuls of noodles, then drank a big gulp of Coke, and then let out a loud burp without restraint. I don't know how refreshing the experience was.

"Huh~"

Chen Zhu took a long breath, and then he remembered and asked, "Dahuang, why did you suddenly ask that question?"

"What?"

Huang Baihan raised his head from the hot noodle soup, his glasses covered with a layer of freshly smoked white mist.

"You're just asking, are you tired of liking many girls at the same time?"

Chen Zhu said.

Huang Baihan paused for a moment, and then pretended not to care and said: "I just remembered it. Seeing that you have so many things to do to start a business, you haven't fallen behind in your studies, and you have to take care of the girls' thoughts at the same time. It feels very strange to think about it.

Hard."

"You are so boring."

After hearing this, Chen Zhu first smiled, as if he felt that Huang Baihan's police control was too lenient.

Then I don't know why, but I seemed to feel a little bit more, and finally I sighed: "It's not that tiring to be attracted to multiple girls. What's really tiring is that they are also attracted to you."

"Is that so?"

Huang Baihan, who was eating noodles, suddenly slowed down.

Huang Baihan asked out of emotion just now. He didn't dare to face Mou Jiawen directly, but he had a crush on the considerate and considerate senior Xu Yue. When he was hesitating at the intersection, he thought of "senior" Chen

With.

In the end, his best friend's words made Dahuang understand that their situations were different.

Yu Xian is Chen Zhu's girlfriend, and Song's school beauty probably doesn't dislike Chen Zhu, but whether it's Mou Jiawen or Xu Yue, they seem to be in unrequited love at the moment.

When I thought about the rhubarb, I suddenly felt a little depressed. I took a few bites and then returned to school, even scratching my head.

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After returning to school, it was almost 11 o'clock. Some of my roommates were reading, some were playing games, and some were watching movies.

Huang Baihan said hello to everyone, took a shower and lay on the bed.

Just like the habit of having to use chopsticks when eating, the first thing a college student does when lying in bed is to take out his mobile phone and look through it.

Fortunately, there were very few entertainment apps in 2007. If short video live streaming apps like Douyin and Huya came out later, basically all the fragmented time would be occupied by them.

Huang Baihan opened QQ, looked at the comments in this group, climbed up the floors of that group, and occasionally replied a few sentences, which felt a bit boring.

Of course, he tried to ignore the "sweet" group because Mou Jiawen was in it.

Suddenly, in the QQ group of the "Chinese Workers' Love Home" of the school student union, a person named "05 Japanese Xu Yue (Vice Minister of Science and Technology Innovation Department)" spoke.

In order to make their identity clearer in such a large group, everyone basically notes their origins.

"05 Japanese Xu Yue (Deputy Minister of the Science and Technology Innovation Department)" means that the speaker is Xu Yue, a 2005 Japanese major and the deputy director of the Science and Technology Innovation Department of the Student Union.

Huang Baihan suddenly became energetic and quickly clicked in to see what she said.

05 Japanese Xu Yue (Deputy Minister of the Ministry of Science and Technology): Which two students are in charge of signing in for the "Challenger Cup" radio direction finding competition the day after tomorrow?

Soon, two classmates from the class of 2007 came forward to respond.

Next, Xu Yue explained some precautions regarding sign-in, as well as coordination issues between various departments.

Universities such as Huagong University of Science and Technology, which focus on science and engineering, also hold activities such as communication-oriented competitions, computer programming competitions or automated robot competitions.

Huang Baihan watched Xu Yue speak in the group. In fact, he couldn't help but wanted to say a few words.

This is sometimes the case, for example, if someone of the opposite sex whom you like is talking in a group (Q group or WeChat group), no matter what topic the other person talks about, you want to participate.

They often even rack their brains, hoping to come up with some novel insights on the topic the other party is discussing.

If the other party responds, your heart will feel as sweet as drinking honey water, and you will feel as if the other party has noticed you.

If the other party doesn't respond, I will feel a little disappointed, and then I will start searching Baidu to steal some content and express it as my own thoughts.

In short, to sum it up in one sentence, I just want to show something in front of the other person, even though I am not actually interested in that topic.

But the truth is always heartbreaking. The other party sees you thinking for a long time before typing out a sentence that they think is very profound, but in fact it is no different from other people's speeches.

The response is just polite and has no special meaning.

At least you won't feel like the other person is paying attention to you, as you expect.

But Huang Baihan doesn't understand this. He just wants to participate in this topic, but he is discussing business now and there is no good angle to enter.

Fortunately, hard work paid off. Xu Yue accidentally typed a person's name wrongly. Huang Baihan was like a bear finding honey. He was about to point out the mistake when he suddenly remembered that this was a public group.

"Wouldn't it be embarrassing for Senior Xu Yue to point it out directly?"

Huang Baihan was happy with his wit, so he started typing in a private chat.

07 Communication Huang Baihan: Minister Xu, the classmate in charge of scoring is called Feng Yan, and you have been labeled Feng Ting.

05 Japanese Xu Yue: Really? Let me take a look.

Xu Yue may have really discovered the mistake later, so she quietly changed it, and after speaking in the group, she even messaged Huang Baihan privately to thank her.

05 Japanese Xu Yue: Thank you, Bai Han, you are so considerate.

07 Communication Huang Baihan: It’s okay, it’s okay.

After saying "It's okay" for a few words, Huang Baihan suddenly didn't know how to continue chatting.

Xu Yue did not reply further, as if the chat had ended.

Huang Baihan was a little reluctant, because it was already 10 days ago since the last time the two had a private chat alone, and there was a clear time record on QQ.

Therefore, Huang Baihan hesitated for a while, thinking that today was a good opportunity to restore the previous relationship, and finally boldly asked:

"Senior, are you still busy?"

After this sentence was sent out, Huang Baihan suddenly became nervous. He felt it was a bit ambiguous and worried that it was too bold. He even regretted that he had made this sentence impulsively.

However, he still expected a reply from the other party, but he felt guilty and did not dare to read more, so he jumped out to play a small game for a minute or two, and then immediately reopened QQ to see if there was any information about Xu Yue.

It went around like this several times without playing the mini-game seriously. However, what was disappointing was that this message was like a bull in the sea, and Xu Yue had no reaction at all.

"It seems that I don't want to go back. I'm really stupid. I should understand the meaning of exchanging simple words and deep words!"

Huang Baihan was embarrassed and wanted to slap himself. He didn't dare to post a second message. He curled up on the bed sideways and began to concentrate on playing a small game, hoping to make himself forget this matter as soon as possible.

More than 10 minutes later, when he accidentally opened QQ, he was surprised to find that Xu Yue had replied to the message.

05 Japanese Xu Yue: I am trying on the host dress the day after tomorrow. Which of these two dresses do you think is more beautiful?

Below are two photos, one of Xu Yue wearing two different clothes and taking two photos in front of the mirror.

"This, this...Senior Xu Yue actually came to ask for my opinion?"

Huang Baihan's depressed mood suddenly disappeared. He immediately picked up his phone, observed it carefully and replied:

07 Communication Huang Baihan: I think the red one suits you better.

05 Japanese Xu Yue: Really?

07 Communication Huang Baihan: Because red suits your temperament very well, and the lights in the small auditorium are brighter, the red dress is more conspicuous in that environment...

Huang Baihan said a lot of reasons. Although Xu Yue didn't reply, he didn't mind it anymore.

After all, I am changing my dress, so I am really busy with something.

When he was about to take a break, Huang Baihan accidentally checked QQ again, and suddenly saw an updated log in Xu Yue's QQ space:

He said, I look good in red.

Attached below is a photo of someone wearing a red dress, which is exactly the same as the photo sent to Huang Baihan.

Huang Baihan's heart skipped a beat, and then beat faster and faster, as if the small drum turned into a heavy hammer, hitting his heart one after another.

"Senior Xu Yue, what do you mean?"

Huang Baihan felt that her arms were a little weak. Did she value my opinion so much? So not only did she choose a red dress, but she also told others.

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Chapter completed!