After washing her hands, Fu Qingyao sat on the chair, thinking about whether she had a match or not.

However, Su Luoran is not the type she likes after all, she looks like a child, but she quickly threw this person away and concentrated on thinking about the future.

In her previous life, she didn't have a college career like an ordinary person at all, and in order to climb up, her life was full of various drinking parties and dinners.

And ironically, for the sake of himself, he actually died in this kind of activity.

Although it is a charity performance in Sichuan, the charity activity is just a gimmick to improve his reputation, and how much sincerity is in it.

In this life, she must enjoy her life well, and she looks down on these external false names, but the obsession with becoming an emperor superstar is still there.

After all, if you don't have a goal, your life will be gone.

However, the hard days during this period of time made Fu Qingyao understand that strength is the foundation of everything. Just like she writes novels, she has the goods in her head, and from a newcomer, she can still become a new star in the novel industry.

And without the corresponding strength, even if she is a second-generation star like in her previous life, she is still tepid in the entertainment industry.

There is also the importance of networking, especially during the study period.

I didn't care when I was studying in my previous life.,And the classmates in the class were just general friends.。 After a few years of mixing in society, I found that no matter how she interacted with others, it was always difficult for her to fit into the circle of others.

The people I met at the banquet were just friends with wine and meat.

Slowly, in addition to work, Fu Qingyao became more and more homely, and she also liked to read books and listen to music on the Internet to pass the time.

After all, the more you go outside, the more you can understand the preciousness of making friends when you study.

Once again, she must live this college life well and make a few like-minded friends. You can't be like in your previous life, you can't keep excluding outsiders and shrinking yourself into a safe and narrow heart.

As early as before the start of school, Fu Qingyao made a simple plan for her future life.

In the short term, first of all, it is necessary to learn as much as possible in the first year of college, master the things of this era, and let them integrate with the knowledge in your mind as much as possible. Secondly, enjoy this short and comfortable time and develop your own network. In the end, when Fu Xiong and Fu Chengcai come to college, it is best for her to have enough money and connections, have opened her own company, and put all the plans in her heart into practice one by one.

However, it is too early to think about that.

You can't become a fat man by eating in one bite, things still have to come step by step.

And now, the first thing she faces is a class meeting that is coming at seven o'clock. The content of the class meeting is about the mobilization of tomorrow's military training.

Thinking of military training, and then looking at the sunscreen on top of his cabinet, Fu Qingyao felt a little confident in his heart.

Looking at the delicate and white face in the mirror, she didn't want to go back to the rough appearance of the "black girl" at the beginning.

After changing her clothes and taking a very famous novel in this world, Fu Qingyao sat on a chair and began to kill time.

At half-past four, people began to get up one after another.

"What, you said Qinglin's cousin has already come?" Song Jingtian screamed, "It's over, it's over, what was I doing at the time, did I give him a good impression." ”

Fu Qingyao smiled and comforted: "It's okay, Cousin Qinglin is very polite and doesn't look around." ”

"That is, my cousin has a cold temperament and is impatient with girls, so he will definitely not look around in our dormitory." Yin Qinglin stood in front of the dressing mirror with a set of dresses and tried it, turning around while carelessly.

Song Jingtian sat in Yin Qinglin's position, looked at some of the snacks he bought, and smiled at her: "Su Luoran bought it, can I take a little collection." ”

Fu Qingyao said with a smile: "It's not so exaggerated, it's just a snack, and it's still a collection." ”

"Of course, he's the famous 'Prince of Luoran'."

I am still "caught prince", thinking of Su Luoran's youthful appearance, Fu Qingyao slandered in her heart, shook her head, and stopped caring about them.

At this time, Yin Qinglin's mobile phone rang and she answered the call.

“…… Well, okay, I know it, well......"

After hanging up the phone, Yin Qinglin took the mobile phone and smiled at Song Jingtian, who was choosing snacks for collection: "Cousin said that he wanted to invite people from our dormitory to dinner, do you want to go." ”

"Absolutely."

Fu Qingyao: If you don't go, you won't go.

Mo Keyan: It's also comfortable for a handsome guy to look at like this, not to mention that he looks so much like Fu Xiaosi in the Yao Dashu, oh, my favorite Xiaosi.

Song Jingtian: Prince, prince, prince, drooling......

"I know that you will agree, girls, let's hurry up, the prince is already waiting downstairs." As he spoke, he kept picking out clothes in the closet.

Fu Qingyao had already packed up, and as long as she changed her shoes, she could go out.

But she didn't expect that the wait would be half an hour, and the other three girls were still smearing their faces.

In her previous life, she started acting since she was a child, and she applied cosmetics too early, and her good skin was eroded by cosmetics. In this life, she didn't want to have the same experience in her previous life again, so she only simply applied some skin care products on her face.

The three girls put on makeup at the same time, and the not spacious room was suddenly filled with all kinds of smells, Fu Qingyao thought about it, got up and said, "You guys take it slowly, I'll go down and shop first, and I'll wait for you below." ”

"Hmm." Yin Qinglin said while drawing her eyelashes, "If you see my cousin, just say that we are tidying up, come down immediately." ”

"I know it." Fu Qingyao took a small bag and walked out of the room.

The dormitory building of the China Conservatory of Music has been around for a few years, and it looks a little old from the outside, but the interior decoration is very modern.

The dormitory buildings are all built in one place, in the shape of a mouthpiece, in the middle is a small bamboo forest, and the greening of the college is very good, sandwiched in the greenery, it looks very funny and elegant.

Their dormitory building is six, facing the eight, and there is a small hill behind the eight, with a small forest on it, which is the famous place for lovers in the college, Lover's Slope.

Out of the dormitory building, Fu Qingyao didn't see Yin Qinglin's cousin, but the college design is excellent, surrounded by mountains and rivers, Fu Qingyao walked along the main road around Building Ba and walked to the small hill behind.

The school's lovers' holy place, no matter what, you have to take a look.

Yesterday and today were the days when new students signed up for school, and the college was lively, and many old students went to the teaching area to welcome the new students, so the dormitory was quiet.

For mobile phone users, please read it on m.biquge.info.