第(5/8)节 间凝固，尴尬上了三分。                                                                                                            靳骐的手指敲上了桌面，捻起了一张宣传单子瞧了两眼。                                                                                                            “学姐，看不出来你还是广播社的？”                                                                                                            靳骐放下了单子，看着我，问了一声，声音里面也没有好奇的成分，顶多就是“啊，今天天气很不错，你吃饭了么”这种平淡的感觉。                                                                                                            “恩。”                                                                                                            我哼了一声，怎么说我也算广播社一大牛b的存在，你要萝莉音我绝对不给你憋出御姐声来，你要猛男音我绝对不给你出伪娘声，当年我还用这一招当过电话小姐，帮社里面的人接听不愿意接听的电话。                                                                                                            靳骐和李澈的停留，让路过的nv孩子像是我当年一样涌了过来，一边像是真的对广播社很有兴趣地问东问西，一边还能分出神来瞄着两株好苗子。                                                                                                            我一边发着宣传单，顺带递出一张报名表。                                                                                                            “阿墨阿墨，你认识这两个男生？”坐我旁边的社友吴慧静扯了扯我的胳膊，压低了声音问着。                                                                                                            “算是吧。”我冷哼，实在是不想回想那悲剧的记忆，喝粥的日子实在太难熬了。                                                                                                            “阿墨，把那浑身散发着男x荷尔蒙的小男生拐进我们社团吧，保证今年会很热闹。”吴慧静提议。                                                                                                   
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