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Afternoons in June. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE。 info

The sun was much hotter than in May, and many people couldn't stand the scorching sun and ran to the library to rub the air conditioner.

As a result, the library, which had just been open for less than half a year, broke down when the card reader entered the door. It's in the headlines.

Joan went to the journal reading room alone with the books, and there was a seat occupied in the early morning, and the PPT of international trade practice lay quietly on the dark yellow table. The mobile phone has a momentary vibrating touch, and when I opened it, I found that my girlfriend sent a screenshot of the news: A college student got up early in the morning to occupy a place in order to rub the air conditioner. I knew it. I saw my girlfriend again: "You have to praise me, look at me, although I can't be in the same school as you, but I always pay attention to the dynamics of your school, there is a saying, I have two weather forecasts in my mobile phone, basically the same nature." ”

Qiao An smiled and replied, "I'm going home to catch Ming'er, please eat something delicious." The other party sent a colorful expression, shouting out to Qiao Anye, who knew me.

"But—" the girl continued, "now it's time to watch the bilingual PPT, and the exam will be tomorrow morning." ”

The other party sent a sentence of dissatisfaction and said: "You are still thinking about reading books and reading books every day in your nineties, so you have to come back with a full score in the exam?" ”

Qiao An sent a smile and said, "I didn't watch the graduation season activities at all a few days ago, so you have to let the little girl sharpen her gun." ”

The girlfriend made a pouting expression and said, "Come on!" ”

Qiao An closed her phone, looked up and saw a boy in a white shirt sitting opposite, and felt a little surprised in this basic place for women and men at the same table. But I didn't pay much attention, and still looked down at the book. Unexpectedly, the boy took the initiative to come forward to greet her, and in the first few seconds, Qiao An felt strange, although the boy in front of him had a handsome face, he definitely did not exist in his memory.

Thinking that the other party might ask for directions or consult how to use the borrowing/returning device, my heart became calm.

The girl looked up and showed a standard polite smile and said, "Is there anything wrong?" ”

The boy had a playful expression on his face and said, "Beauty, can you leave a phone call?" ”

THE GIRL LOOKED AT THE OTHER PARTY'S ARMANI GRAY GRADIENT CHOCOLATE COLOR TOP SUPPLEMENTED BY BLACK TROUSERS, AND SAID INDIFFERENTLY AND POLITELY: "I'M SORRY, I'M HERE TO STUDY." Qiao An lowered her head and expressed no interest in this kind of rich second generation who bubbled up girls under the banner of love at first sight. The other party did not relent, snatched Qiao An's PPT, and read out loud: "School of Management and Economics, International Economics and Trade, Qiao An." The dead silence of the library was broken by this sudden sound, attracting countless people to look at it eagerly.

The girl's face still did not change, her soft-line cheeks were raised, and she said softly: "If you like it, I will give it to you, but in the future, don't follow me anymore." In a word, put the boy in an embarrassing situation. Then pack up your things and leave in style.

The remaining boys stood in place, sinister and pretty smiles tugging at the corners of their lips.

Yes, the girl in front of him piqued his interest.

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