20demayo Chapter 360 President, My Love (31)
Chapter 360 President, My Love (31)
Chapter 360 President, My Love (31)
"Just before the meeting, you went back to your room to get things. She didn't close the door, and the little milk cat meowed twice, and I heard it." Chu Ze reached out to smooth the broken hair beside his ear.
"That's it." Mo Shibei nodded: "On the recruiting day this Friday, the two of us will go shopping first to see the recruiting activities of other clubs, and then come back to the recruiting office of the Student Union to help recruit new students."
"Can't go out to play by yourself?" Chu Ze frowned.
"Go play? Do you want to be like Zhou Jia?" Sitting on his chair, Mo Shibei took out an application form from the folder and began to fill it out.
"Zhou Jia?" Chu Ze pulled his chair over and sat opposite Mu Shibei, resting his chin on one hand and watching Mu Shibei busy.
Mo Shibei nodded: "Well, besides being the director of the art department of the student union, Zhou Jia is also the art committee member of class S."
"I know that." Chu Ze wondered, how could this have anything to do with Zhou Jia.
"Besides, she is also a member of the dance club and the drama club." Mu Shibei looked up at Chu Ze and said, after admiring his shocked expression, he smiled and continued to fill out the application form with his head down.
After "she" Chu Ze was shocked, he continued to sigh: "There must be many boys chasing after such a versatile girl."
"Well," Mo Shibei gave a casual grace to express his agreement. Chu Ze thought he had finished, but suddenly added another sentence: "But Zhou Jia already has a boyfriend, which is probably the biggest factor that discourages those boys. .”
"Have a boyfriend? Who is so powerful to control such a girl?" Chu Ze smacked his lips.
"The director of the drama club, a boy in the third year of high school." After Mo Shibei signed his name in the lower right corner, he put the application form in the folder, took out another form, looked at it and prepared to fill it out.
While sighing, Chu Ze also had a rare desire to gossip: "Why do you know so much? Could it be possible?"
Before he finished speaking, Mu Shibei looked up at him and interrupted what he was going to say: "Zhou Jia is a talented girl who is second only to Ye Nanxi in the second grade of high school, who doesn't know?" asked him back.
"I used to think that you don't eat fireworks. You only know how to fight and sleep all day long. I haven't seen any scandals between you and any girls. Now I know that not only are you not eating fireworks, you also don't hear anything. Things outside the window, you probably don't know the things that the whole grade knows." Mo Shibei rarely complained about him, and after speaking with a smile, Fu lowered his head and continued writing.
Chu Ze curled his lips, probably the original owner is also gay, or maybe his vision is too high. In the whole year of high school, he didn't know how many girls he rejected, and he didn't even have an affair with any girl, so he didn't care. Are there any goddess talents in their grade?
Afterwards, Chu Ze didn't speak aloud again, just resting his chin on one hand and watching Mu Shibei working hard on the opposite side.
It was still raining in the morning, but now it has cleared up, the sun at four or five o'clock is no longer so glaring, the warm orange color is very beautiful, in the quiet president's room, a boy with short black hair who is as good-looking as an evildoer holds one hand Holding his chin, he looked down at the handsome boy with short flaxen hair seriously working in front of him. The two of them were lying on the same desk, with a distance of only a few tens of centimeters. His eyes were full of him.
Chu Ze had to say that Mu Shibei's work efficiency was much faster than his own. It might take seven or eight minutes to fill out the same form by himself, but it would only take two or three minutes to hand it over to Mu Shibei. He didn't appreciate enough of his appearance of serious writing, and he raised his head after filling it out.
(End of this chapter)