Steven, Anton and William walked out of the student union office and walked out of the main building gate when they saw Bastian wandering in front of the central lawn.

"Oh, there's one more thing I forgot to warn you about," William said to his two old fellows in a low voice, "After I leave the school, don't let the Blue Zion Hermitage take the lead in the student council, they will lead everyone astray." ”

Steven and Anton nodded hurriedly, indicating that they would strictly follow William's line.

Seeing William and his party walking out, Bastian hurriedly greeted him, and before the wooden and amorous poet could speak, Rogers seemed to guess his intentions, and said: "Man, stop complaining about the lack of staff in the school magazine, it's a big deal that I'll call my brother and his roommates to help you, although these two are novices, they can barely top a bob, right?" ”

William graciously put his arm around Bastian's shoulders and smiled, "I guess the great poet is going to give us a newly published book of signed poems." ”

"Okay, another day, another day, it will be ......" Bastian had a stiff smile on his face, and his words were obviously false and wrongful, "However, today, I want to talk to you alone." ”

"Me?" William was suspicious, but he still looked at Bastian with a smile.

Although the two of them are in their fourth year of classmates, they have a very different choice of courses on weekdays, there are not many opportunities to attend classes together, and the number of times they talk is very limited, and the only intersection is the relationship between superiors and subordinates in the student union. When it comes to personal relationships, Anton Anton is probably more familiar with the current secretary general.

However, Bastian was as docile as a little sheep, and it would be fine to talk to him, so he said to the two old fellows beside him, "Wait for me in the dining room, and we'll have a few private conversations." ”

As soon as the two of them walked out of their sight, Bastian couldn't wait to say: "Today, I came to you so suddenly, and I was also entrusted by someone, Quentin said that he wanted to invite you over for something, and it would not take you long." ”

"Quentin is so fast, I have changed to a lobbyist in the past two days." William's eyebrows furrowed, thinking of the scene two days ago when Quentin asked the two big men to invite him, the smile remained on his cheeks, but the temperature was long gone.

From the moment he met Bastien, he knew that the poet had definitely not come to talk to him today, and he did not expect that he was also sent by Quentin to invite him.

William doesn't look down on Quentin's gang in his bones, except for their illustrious family background, what else can they compare with himself? Artistic accomplishment? Academic? Or is it a social event?

He even felt that if, as rumored had been rumored, Quentin would become the head of the Morgan family in the future, then the Morgan family would surely suffer the same fate as Lehman Brothers at Quentin's hands.

"You tell him we really don't have much to talk about." William said that, and was about to turn around to catch up with Anton and Rogers, Bastian grabbed William and pleaded bitterly with a sad face: "Count me begging, come with me, otherwise, Quentin will definitely not let me go." I assure you that you have nothing to worry about your safety. He just wants to talk to you......"

Complex array operations began on the central processing unit of William's brain.

If the two junior guys who came to him a few days ago don't have to deal with it, Bastian still has to give face.

His father, as a senior French diplomat in the United States, has been stationed in the United States for six or seven years, and soon after graduating from elementary school, he came to the United States with his family from France to study in the most famous private junior high school in the east.

As the president of the Lakeside Poetry Club, the elder president of the French Cultural Club, and the secretary general of the International Student Federation, he is definitely a heavyweight in the school, despite his low sense of existence on weekdays.

What's more, at this year's graduation ceremony, William promised President Nong that he would invite some foreign envoys in the United States to attend the ceremony, and he would rely on Bastian in this regard.

Thinking of this, William's brows gradually relaxed, and said: "You know, Quentin and I have basically no intersection in the past three years in school A, and in the year of graduation, I don't think we can become good friends." If you hadn't come to me, I would never have considered meeting him privately. Even so, I want to know first, what is the matter with him looking for me? ”

Bastian breathed a sigh of relief, and was so excited that he was a little incoherent: "Quentin came to me just to say, let me call you...... Oh no, please come here. However, I had a little more heart and asked my good friend Jacob, and he said that it didn't matter, that is, before graduation, everyone wanted to release the nerves that had been nervous for more than three years, and sometimes it was inevitable to go a little too far, they didn't want you to go against them at this time, and wanted to hear you make a statement in front of the boss. Well, to put it bluntly, that is, I want to release my suspicions with you. ”

Bury the hatchet? William snorted disdainfully in his heart, I am afraid that this is just a statement that has been beautified and processed by the mouth of the poet. If he guessed correctly, Jacob's original meaning should be roughly like this: "When our brothers were drinking, taking drugs, and picking up girls, this kid didn't know the times and ruined our good things!" ”