Guan Mufeng returned to the office, and his mood did not improve. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Turning on the computer, he stared at the report on the screen for a long time, but he couldn't even finish the first line over and over again.

picked up the phone, and the profile picture of the Q version of the girl on the friend list was still gray, as if it hadn't been lit since Xu Fu Ji that day.

He frowned slightly, with a sense of annoyance and anxiety between his brows, and one hand propped up his forehead and closed his eyes. After a while, he opened his eyes, pursed his lips, and picked up his phone again.

Turning the volume to the minimum, he pressed the audio play button, and a familiar sweet voice sounded, and he listened quietly, his frosty face slowly melted, and his eyes were slightly warm.

After a while, he calmed down, turned off his voice, and got back to work. In the past few days, he will use this method once he is irritable, and it will work every time. But this state of work made him very dissatisfied, but he couldn't find a way to crack it. Conniving knows who it has to do with it, but she wants to draw a line with him, do you want him to apologize in person?

He Guan Mufeng never asks for help.

What's more, this may be a better outcome. She and him shouldn't have crossed paths in the first place.

His heart sank slightly, and his fingers thumped. After a while, the sound of keyboard tapping began to sound again in the office.

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Today is the day when the students of Haicheng Art Institute return to school, and the counselor has explained the general arrangements for the new semester and expressed some expectations to this group of graduates before letting them move freely.

After the reunion of the classmates who had been separated for two months, they got together in twos and threes, chattering about what they had seen and heard during the summer vacation, and there was a lonely figure in the crowd, looking restrained and uneasy in this lively sound.

I don't know anyone. Qiao Yingying sighed secretly, looked at the classmates who were chatting happily, dispelled the idea of taking the initiative to come forward to get acquainted, and held her chin and was stunned.

On the other side of the classroom, three girls gathered together and talked, their eyes swept in Qiao Yingying's direction from time to time, and their eyes were hidden curious.

"Is that Qiao Yingying, who always goes in and out with Senior Sister Tang Miao?" one of the girls whispered.

"It's her, I've met her a few times in the club before. The girl opposite glanced at Qiao Yingying, affirmatively authentic, and then a little puzzled, "But it seems that something is a little different?"

The other girl also glanced at Qiao Yingying when she heard this, and thought for a while: "The dressing style seems to have changed, I remember the skirt I used to wear every time I saw her, even in winter." ”

"Then we'll be in a dorm with her in the future, why don't you go over and say hello?" said the girl from earlier.

The girl opposite immediately shook her head: "People are not uncommon, I used to be in a club with her, and I never saw her smile at others, except for Senior Sister Tang Miao, I didn't see her have a good relationship with others, and she rarely even participated in class activities, I heard that she was very arrogant." Let's not put a hot face on a cold ass. ”

"Ahh

"Anyway, the three of us are companions, and the well water with her doesn't interfere with the river water. The other girl thought for a moment.

"Students, the new semester has begun, and our class fee is going to be replenished again. Considering that he is about to graduate, has a lot of activities, and needs a lot of funds, he will collect 300 per person first, and then refund more and make up for less. Tomorrow, the head of each dormitory will collect it and hand it over to me. A boy stood at the front of the classroom and knocked on the desk.

"Huh?

"So much?"

"Squad leader, if the activity is not fun, we will have to refund the money. ”

The students below complained after listening to it, but no one really had any opinions. Most of the students who can come to the art academy are from wealthy families, and 300 yuan is really nothing.

But Qiao Yingying was shocked in her heart. She now only has 900 living expenses a month, even if the price in the school is not high, she has to count the expenses, and this time she went to a third, or the first day of school!

The squad leader glanced at the classroom, fixed his gaze on Qiao Yingying, who was in a trance, paused, and walked towards her. The surrounding students noticed his movements and couldn't help but look at him curiously.