Xue Qing'er thanked Shi Feng, and then sat on a big stone next to him with Wan Xin and looked at it together.

Xue Qing'er held the simple letter paper and gently pulled the small rope that was tied, as if she was a little looking forward to it and a little excited.

At the beginning, she was called "the girl who likes rape flowers", and her fingertips trembled slightly.

It seems that the other party likes her to call herself like this.

Seeing that he wrote himself, very ordinary, very simple, she felt that he was a humble boy.

And what she appreciates the most is the words written on the whole piece of letter, one by one, with elegant postures, but they can be neatly arranged together, not giving people a messy feeling.

Throughout the article, he didn't write anything unique, but it made Xue Qing'er feel a faint liking.

She looked at the part of the payment carefully, and it was still the "Mr. Love" she called him.

"Yo hehe, this boy is good, it can be seen from this word, killing a lot of boys in seconds. I remember when I was in high school, the teacher once exhibited some boys' characters in the class, and those written one by one, in the teacher's words, were the fonts that were crawled by chickens. ”

Wan Xin didn't read the content of the letter carefully, but paid more attention to the font.

Xue Qing'er nodded, and when she talked about high school, she remembered her tablemate Li Chengbin, whose handwriting was very beautiful.

Look at this letter again, the words on it are really a bit similar to his.

However, he humiliated her several times, and such arrogance would never have been written by him.

She had also seen his love letters, and they were all seen in the trash.

Xue Qing'er tried her best to imagine the appearance of the other party, it should be the type with picturesque eyebrows, elegant temperament, and polite quality.

Thinking so, she smiled, glad that the waitress had taken a fancy to such a good-natured boy.

She took the letter, sent it to the Sichuan restaurant, gave it to the waiter Tian Ying, and read it to her.

Tian Ying was very happy, she felt that this letter was written to herself. She couldn't help but blush when she remembered the day she had met him.

"Thank you! This letter is so well written! However, I thought, can you help me continue to ghostwrite and reply to him? Tian Ying's red face was full of shyness.

Wan Xin helped her agree beside her, "No problem, my roommate has always been a girl who is willing to help others!" ”

Xue Qing'er glanced at Wan Xin, and had to nod in agreement. However, she felt that such a letter would probably be written for a long time.

So he told Tian Ying that she would go to her once a week, show her the letter written by the boy, and ask her if she could.

Of course, Tian Ying was happy, and immediately decided that Xue Qing'er was her own sister.

Xue Qing'er smiled awkwardly, always feeling that something was weird. But then I thought about it, and I felt that such a thing should be regarded as letting her practice writing and writing essays!

It is said that Hu Cancan came to the dormitory, and she was not idle.

It only took a few days for her to invite several female craftsmen to redecorate the dormitory and say hello to the dormitory manager.

For decoration, Xue Qinger doesn't like it, after all, the formaldehyde smell of new things is too strong.

However, for this point, Hu Cancan patted her chest and promised that she would let the craftsmen use the best materials, and there would not be too much smell release, and when the decoration was completed, she would find someone to remove formaldehyde once and put a lot of green leafy plants on it.

So, when they went to class during the day, the craftsmen came to their dormitories and banged.

Every time I come back, there are some new changes to the dormitory.

"Why is this washbasin missing?" Wan Xin had just brought a basin and shampoo and was about to wash her hair, but found that the mirror was empty except for two faucets.

"I asked them to get a new porcelain jar, the old one is rubbish!" Hu Cancan said arrogantly.

"It's not your own home, just mess with it!" Wan Xin gave her a blank look, took the basin and went directly to the public bathroom outside.

After about ten days, the decoration in the bedroom really stopped.

After Hu Cancan's upside down, the appearance of the bedroom has changed greatly.

The floor is covered with marble tiles. The tables and chairs were replaced by white ones, and the walls were covered with pink wallpaper.

As soon as Wan Xin entered the door, he immediately sighed: "Local tyrant! ”

Xue Qing'er felt that how this dormitory was decorated was a bit similar to Hu Cancan's home.

Liang Yanyan completely admired Hu Cancan, and went to class with her all day long.

One day, Wan Xin and Xue Qing'er were walking in front of the library in the evening, and a banner hung behind a desk there, "The student union recruits new students!" It is also accompanied by a line of small words, "Brother, I think you are shining in the hall, and today you will have the image of ascension." ”

"Let's take a look!" Wan Xin has always admired the student union in high school, and she pulled Xue Qing'er to the table quickly.

A senior smiled and said, "Want to join the student union? There are many benefits to joining the student union in college, and it can be very exercised! ”

"Okay, okay, do you want to fill out the form?" Seeing that this senior had thick eyebrows and big eyes, and he looked quite handsome, Wan Xin couldn't help nodding.

The two quickly filled out the form and were told to start interviewing at 8 p.m.

At 7:50 p.m., Wan Xin and Xue Qing'er came to the agreed first teaching building, and when they came to the second floor, they saw that the corridor was full of waiting students.

A kind of apprehension about the interview work lingered in Xue Qing'er's heart.

"Well, there are so many people, it seems that there are a lot of students who want to enter the student union!" Wan Xin and Xue Qing'er were waiting outside.

Suddenly, there was a sound of high heels, and I saw Hu Cancan wearing a bright red shirt, a short black skirt, and a big golden wave.

Looking at her dressed like this, Xue Qing'er remembered how she looked when she saw her in her previous life when she had a difficult birth, her fingertips trembled, and she stood tightly against the wall.

"Hello Minister!" A classmate shouted with his head down.

"Well, hello!" She nodded, and walked into a classroom with "Recruitment" written on the door.

"How did she get here?" Wan Xin looked at her back in surprise.

"Don't you know? She is the Minister of Discipline and one of the examiners for this interview! A girl next to her whispered to her.

"Just transfer to a school and be able to enter the student union as a minister, isn't this student union too watery?" Wan Xin glanced disdainfully at the door that Hu Cancan had just entered.

"I heard that she knows the vice president very well, so that'......s why she went in," the girl next to her continued.

"Oh, I see!" Wan Xin's eyes flashed with a narrow light.

"Let's go back, there are people everywhere!" Wan Xin pulled Xue Qing'er, and her chest fell together, a little indignant.

"Xue Qing'er—" At this moment, the door opened, and a tall, thin boy with ****** walked out and shouted loudly, his eyes looking to both sides under the cover of his eyes.

It was her turn.

Xue Qing'er originally planned to leave immediately with Wan Xin, but when she heard the call to herself, she felt a little unwilling, if she ruined her college life because of Hu Cancan, wouldn't it be too wronged.

She stood up and said to Wan Xin, "I'll try it!" ”

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