"Senior, are you going to stay in office next semester?"

At the same time that Yang Mobai and Mao Qianpei had an in-depth exchange, in the distant office of the Propaganda Department, Tang Yu, who had fled for his life, was bored and chatting with a little girl who was fiddling with equipment.

"Stay, tsk, be a chairman? Or stay in the Propaganda Department? Lao Wang can take over the position of assistant and be the leader of the Ministry of Literature and Art, if Sister Mao Mao is the head of the art troupe? As for Lao Yang, he seems to be the vice chairman or chairman if he goes up...... The head is big, I don't want to, I don't know, let's take a look then~"

After crossing his fingers and counting the way out for his friends, Tang Yu shook his head and decided that it was better not to think about it, and take one step at a time.

"Bang!"

As he was talking, the door of the office of the Propaganda Department was suddenly kicked open, and there was a loud sound on the wall, and then, Tang Yu, who raised his head, saw a familiar figure shining under the reflection of the sunlight outside the door, as if the golden flash was flashing away, and there was a faint momentum of ten thousand swords.

It took a while for Tang Yu's eyes to adjust to the light, but before he could see the figure clearly, a light drink full of anger had already floated to his ears.

"Tang Yu, you bastard!"

"What's that, senior, I'll go back to practice dancing first, today's newsletter has been prepared, if you see that there is no problem, just send it out, let's go~"

The little girl who was chatting with Tang Yu before was still very discerning, and when she saw that the situation was wrong, she hurriedly confessed to Tang Yu, and hurriedly slipped out of the person at the door with her head down.

"Ahaha, rare guest, rare guest, it's rare for Sister Mo to come, let my propaganda department shine, please sit, please sit!"

To tell the truth, the first time he saw Mo Qingqing, Tang Yu wanted to hide under the table, but Xia Xin, the unlucky thing, actually betrayed himself and slipped away first, causing Tang Yu to be in a dilemma, so he had to grit his teeth and smile to entertain Mo Qingqing.

"How do you know I'm in the office?"

"Wang Chang who asked!"

Looking at Tang Yu's face, Mo Qingqing was unmoved, forced himself to suppress the anger in his heart, snorted coldly, and still had the same sneer as when he first entered the door, just staring at Tang Yu behind the desk, to the point of staring at him in the heart.

"Sister Mo, don't look at me like this, I didn't say anything about that last time......

For a while, Tang Yu couldn't guess what Mo Qingqing was asking for today with the appearance of a revival, so he could only try to beg for mercy first.

It's just that he wonders in his heart, he has been tight-lipped about the incident of drinking too much last time, and at the same time, he has not heard of any leakage......

"Heh~"

Hearing this, Mo Qingqing, who was sitting opposite Tang Yu, still only snorted coldly.

Seeing this, Tang Yu knew that this should not be the case, so he could only continue to think to himself.

"I don't sell Guanzi either, why did you break up with Cher? You scumbag! ”

The embarrassing atmosphere didn't last long, Mo Qingqing kept his sneering face for a while, and he also felt tired and panicked, and after looking at the changing look on Tang Yu's face for a while, he coughed lightly and spread out the words directly.

“……”

It's just that as soon as these words came out, the still changing look on Tang Yu's face couldn't help but stiffen, he broke up with Zhou Xue'er, and no one said anything about it, even the guy in his dormitory thought that the two were just still in a cold war.

Needless to say, Tang Yu knew that this matter was not said by himself, but naturally from Zhou Xue'er's mouth.

"Ahaha, what, Miss Mo, you can't just talk nonsense, Xue'er and I broke up peacefully, and we have been together for a year, but I haven't fooled around outside, how can you call me a scum!"

With a roll of his eyes, Tang Yu coughed dryly, and then excused himself.

If Tang Yu was still a little apprehensive in his heart if he couldn't hold what Mo Qingqing's trip was at the beginning, then now that he knew it, his heart couldn't help but be relieved, and he broke up without emotion, which is not very normal!

"You're not scum? Why do you want to break up with Xue'er if you are not scumbag, she ran to me and cried for a long time, I thought about it all night, tossing and turning, not beating you, my heart is not good! ”

The more Mo Qingqing spoke, the more angry he became, he rolled up his sleeves in his hand, stood up from the chair, and stepped forward in three or two steps, about to make a gesture to slap Tang Yu.

"Ma, stretch your dog's head, my mother won't beat you today, I feel uncomfortable!"

How can a manly man sit still when his life is in danger!

Standing, anyway, it was too late to stand, seeing that Mo Qingqing's "sandbag" big fist was exhaling in his eye sockets, Tang Yu hurriedly raised his hands and held her wrists and shoulders on the left and right respectively, which avoided the situation of a big mess.

It's just that although they couldn't scuffle together, the posture of the two looked a little ambiguous, as if they were ......

"Tang Yu, I heard Senior Tutu say...... Quack, uh, what, you go on, you go on, I'll come back later! ”

Dong Dawei of the Propaganda Department of the Mobile Institute, Minister Dong excitedly pushed open the door of the office of the Propaganda Department, and was about to tell Tang Yu about the school anniversary promotional video, when he was shocked by the scene in front of him, and hurriedly confessed, and reopened the door with his backhand, and smeared oil on the soles of his feet~

As the saying goes, don't look at incivility, don't listen to incivility, know too much and be easy to be killed if you are not careful.

Dong Dawei left, but the atmosphere in the office was as deadlocked as when Fang Cai opened the door......

At this time, Tang Yu leaned back on the back of the chair, and the whole person presented a posture similar to that of Uncle Ge, but his head was still slightly raised, his right hand was pressed on Mo Qingqing's left shoulder, and his left hand was holding her right wrist, and his left foot was pressed against Mo Qingqing's right knee, and his right foot was cocked because the whole person was paralyzed on the chair.

If you stand at the door and look at it, this posture, this state, if you don't say that these two people are preparing to beat someone and resisting being beaten, almost everyone will naturally think that Mo Qingqing is lying on Tang Yu's body, ready to have a romantic French wet kiss......

After staring at each other and stalemate for another five seconds, Mo Qingqing finally came back to the meaning of Dong Dawei's words just now, and after looking down at the posture of the two, a scream came out of his mouth, his hands slammed on, and the whole person stood up straight with his strength.

This is not enough, the purpose of beating Tang Yu was not achieved, but he was taken advantage of, Mo Qingqing couldn't swallow this breath no matter how he thought about it, so while getting up, he angrily raised his golden right foot, and slapped Tang Yu who was also about to get up......

If Mo Qingqing's scream just now was mixed with shame, anger and embarrassment, then Tang Yu's voice was mixed~

Pain, grievance, chagrin, worry, sourness...... Indescribable, unable to breathe, straight through the sky!

"Whew~"