The game is finally over.

The school didn't make any punishment or decision, and Qin thought it should be Professor Zhang's credit!

However, even if the game did not have any results, Cen Nan still became famous because of this competition. From the cafeteria to the commissary, to the playground, and even to the boiling water room, you can hear all kinds of discussions about Cen Nan.

How do you describe an idiom? Pervasive! Youqin rubbed his stomach while taking the boiling water, thinking silently.

Back in the dormitory, Youqin took medicine with hot water, filled himself with a hot water bottle, and climbed into bed to lie down. That day, because I drank too much cold water, my stomach was already uncomfortable, and I ate so much boiled fish, and under the double stimulation of cold and spicy, the erosive stomach ulcer that will only get sick in winter every year arrived in advance this year.

In the past few days, Youqin went back to the dormitory to lie down after class, and the whole person was wilted, in Zheng Yun's words, "as if he had been squeezed dry".

You Qin looked at the ceiling, and Cen Nan flashed in front of him in the various scenes he had seen since he entered the school for so long, and slowly sleepiness hit......

"Xiao Qin Qin!" Zheng Yun shouted with a big grin.

"Huh?" Youqin was woken up by a shout, and when he opened his eyes, his voice was a little buzzing.

"Shall we go and put the judges out?" Zheng Yun excitedly climbed into Qin's bed.

"What judges?"

"College Student Film Festival! You wouldn't be unaware, would you? The school is full of posters! ”

"Oh, I probably didn't pay attention." Youqin took the coat that was placed next to the pillow and put it on.

Zheng Yun intimately helped Youqin tighten his collar and said, "You have been in poor health recently, so you may not have paid attention." Let's go together, okay? There are so many celebrities! ”

Youqin thought for a moment, "But I'm not really interested in any of this. ”

"Ouch~ Go, go, go! Just stay with me, okay? Zheng Yun is coquettish.

"My stomach hurts ......"

"I don't care! I want you to come with me! If you want it, you want it! Zheng Yun immediately looked like a little brother was possessed, grabbed Youqin's shoulder and shook it wildly.

Youqin felt that he was going to vomit if he continued to shake like this, so he could only nod helplessly: "Okay, okay, I'll go, you control yourself first, you can't shake it anymore, I'm going to vomit." ”

"Really? That's great! Xiao Qin, Qin, you are an angel! I love you to death! After the words fell, he climbed out of bed and picked up his school bag.

"Are you going out?"

"That's right! I have to hurry up and buy a support lamp for my idol Mu Yifan! Hahaha......" Zheng Yun left a burst of wild laughter and rushed out.

It's a familiar name.

Mu Yifan?

There are Qin search memories.

Be...... That poster!

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Wu Ziqing knocked on the door of Yang Dezhang's office.

"Enter."

Tapping, tapping, Wu Ziqing walked in slowly and leisurely with black block-heeled leather shoes, quite a bit of leisurely strolling.

"What's wrong? Looks like he's in a good mood. Yang Dezhang put down the documents in his hand and leaned back in his chair.

"Look what this is." Wu Ziqing turned on his phone and called up a video, clicked and played.

Yang Dezhang looked sideways, and in the video, a tall boy in a school uniform rode with his back to the camera and pressed against another boy, clenching his fists and waving them fiercely in the face. Soon, a few teacher-looking people ran over to separate the two, and the tall boy spat out, stretched out his hand and pointed at the other party and said something, then shook off the teacher's hand and turned to leave.

As if aware that someone was filming him, the boy raised his eyes to the camera.

The green face was the same as it is now, angular and handsome.