Chapter 673

Qin Qing hasn't used a guide stick since she walked through the campus. As long as no one says hello, she can't find her difference.

In fact, no one likes to be treated as an alien, and Qin Qing is no exception.

Only after a week of adaptation, the attention initially attracted as a student face and the enrollment status of Beijing University seems to be making a comeback. At this time, it was about time to read early. Qin Qing had no other friends around him. He was quite uncomfortable to cover up the trace of the collar. He was afraid that the trace accidentally made by Feng Yan would not be exposed.

Just as she was about to enter the teaching building, she slapped one hand on her shoulder, accompanied by a familiar male voice.

"Hey, big red man, Congratulations, I guess you don't know what's happening now." the young man's wandering steps are in sharp contrast to his quick action just now.

"Is it really good for the vice president to hold a grudge like this?" Qin Qing kept walking, raised her feet and walked up the steps. She looked straight and joked again.

As for what hatred is remembered, of course, it is the ugly hatred of acting as a huge electric light bulb and handing love letters in front of the minister's girlfriend.

"Cough, I find your mouth is also very poisonous." Xiang Le coughed awkwardly with his fist against his lips, and then said vaguely, "thank you for keeping it a secret. Usually everyone thinks she is secretly in love with the president."

The little couple's camouflage work was in place. Not only was no one found underground, but there were many rumors about Bai Ling's obedience to Huo junsen.

Even last Qin Qing make complaints about behtucco.

"This is your freedom." Qin Qing shook her head and said she didn't have the hobby of gossiping about other people's feelings. She was also noncommittal about the rules that the student union did not allow internal members to fall in love.

Her indifferent and casual attitude is quite in line with her appetite for joy, and she doesn't care about the sight of the students around her. As she walked all the way to the class door, when Qin Qing nodded to leave, she smiled and stretched out her hand to her, "I congratulate you first and welcome to work together in the future."

work together.

Qin Qing immediately understood what had happened in the morning. She also stretched out her hand and smiled, "I'm looking forward to it."

"Although I only entered the student union through the most grass-roots selection, I think with your ability, I will soon become our real partner." Xiang Le held her hand and felt that the girl's soft fingers were delicate and smooth without any trace of cocoon. A deep flash flashed in the middle of her eyebrows, and then quickly changed the topic, "There will be an initiation ceremony at noon. Bai Ling will pick you up."

"OK." Qin Qing agreed, stood at the door and watched the other party leave. His fingertips also rubbed carefully, and he had more expectations for that "real partner".

At this time, it was close to the time to ring the preparatory bell. The students of class 2 basically arrived. They witnessed the behind the scenes at the door and couldn't help talking and sighing.

"This person can't compare with others. If they can't see it, they are better than us. They have entered the student union in only a week and separated from the most chicken grass-roots level."

"Yes, you see, the monitor has been a cow and a horse for two and a half years. He is a three good student and an excellent class cadre every semester. What's the use? He still has to have real skills to enter the student union."

... for a new transfer student and a blind person to be elected to the student union, the students have no malice. After all, the main core backbone of the student union goes abroad every year and receives awards all over the hall of the teaching building. It seems natural for these talented students to receive preferential treatment.

Qin Qing had a halo of Beijing University special enrollment on her head. This student union election seems to be logical.

However, one person doesn't think so.

Early in the morning, Bessie saw the promotion results posted on the big character newspaper on the bulletin board. There was only one name on the empty paper, which was eye-catching and dazzling. After entering the classroom, she had been buried in what was written on the paper. Listening to the noisy discussion in her ear, she didn't yell loudly to maintain order as before, but held the nib tighter and her strength on the paper increased a bit 。

She didn't stop until the table was knocked. She snapped the exercise book shut. Looking up, she saw that Qin Qing had written all morning, and the back of her hand twitched faintly twice.

"Sorry, I didn't notice just now." she pulled the corners of her mouth and showed a slightly stiff smile. Then she stood up and let people in. "Why are you late today?"

"I talked to Xiang Le at the door for a while," Qin Qing answered truthfully. He put his schoolbag in the drawer, took out a Walkman and began to listen to the meeting report.

After the stable operation of Macao, she has to take into account more industries, such as casino, clothing and font development. In addition, the artist studio invested in Hong Kong has also entered the track, and she needs to listen to and deal with all kinds of work progress reports every day.

There was no new curriculum in senior three, and she was too lazy to get special textbooks for the blind. She simply took up her school time to deal with business.

"Qin Qing." after a while, Bessie couldn't help but pull her sleeve when she saw that the girl didn't seem to have the intention to speak, and asked in a low voice, "what's the matter I asked you?"

At home this weekend, she couldn't calm down at all to study. All she thought about was the letter.

Qin Qing was busy and forgot. When she heard the speech, she took off her headphones, felt the letter from her schoolbag and returned it. In a faint tone, she said, "the vice president asked me to say sorry to you."

This is the most direct and simplest refusal.

Bessie hesitated for a weekend. His mood became pale and weak. He stared at the letter sealed in his hand and not even opened it. His palm tightened a little until he pinched the whole letter. "Is that all?"

For the sincerity of others, is it just such a result?

Huh? Qin Qing looked at her puzzled. She didn't know what nice words to add to the rejection, so she just nodded.

Bessie looked at the calm face in front of her and the girl's seemingly indifferent attitude. Just now, the picture of two people shaking hands and smiling at each other at the door was like a sharp knife stabbing into her heart, "why... Aren't you very good? Why doesn't he even want to look at this letter?"

The sound of the preparatory bell was drowned in Bessie's suddenly raised tone, and the students in the class turned their heads in surprise.

Qin Qing also frowned, and his voice was cold. "It has nothing to do with anyone's friendship."

Whoever stipulates that a good friend must read a love letter handed over by him. There is no logical relationship between the two.