Zhao Bingyang smiled and ate the food on his plate with a variety of manners. Pen ~ fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info when Peng Bo asked her, she said unhurriedly: "I like beautiful things, I like to keep beautiful things in my heart." That's why I wanted to go to a photography club. ”

As the saying goes, SLR is poor for three generations, and photography ruins a lifetime. It is conceivable how much money is burned for the photography equipment that costs tens of thousands of yuan. However, for Zhao Bingyang, whether it is a SLR or a high-end lens, it is not something that an ordinary working-class family can use as a toy.

Peng Bo pouted. It stands to reason that he should be by Zhao Bingyang's side in order to protect her. But if Zhao Bingyang wants to join a photography-related club, then he must also join it. As soon as he thought of this, Peng Bo felt a headache. Where does he have the money to buy a camera?

At lunch, everyone ate and chatted until the people in the cafeteria were almost gone.

In the afternoon, it was another afternoon of class, and Peng Bo also adjusted his state, and did not fall asleep like he did in the morning, but sat next to Zhao Bingyang and listened to the class carefully.

If you want to talk about the basic courses in college, it is actually not too complicated. As for Peng Bo, he can only understand one or two of the courses in the School of Management. Like the English class in the morning and the afternoon class, it was as if he was listening to a book from heaven.

The afternoon class is Advanced Mathematics.

Not to mention advanced mathematics, even not advanced mathematics can make Peng Bo toss on the outside and tender on the inside. In the college entrance examination that year, he exhausted his full potential, and his math score barely passed. And in advanced mathematics, he almost gave up just by looking at the name.

Anyway, he came to the school as a bodyguard, so even if he failed the course, it didn't matter, after all, he didn't need to get a graduation certificate. He is different from other students, others pay to go to school, but he comes to earn money. Of course, the money earned has to pay off the debts that were owed before.

The teacher of the high math class is named Gu Xiuwei, a man in his forties, with a Chinese face, black-framed glasses, and a shiny comb on his big back, as if he can't even stand a fly. While talking about the history and importance of advanced mathematics, he used his piercing eyes to sweep at the students in the classroom.

I don't know why, Gu Xiuwei's eyes kept wandering around Peng Bo and Zhao Bingyang. However, he did a great job of concealing it, and did not make the two of them think that he was staring at them.

As the first high math class of the semester, there was no esoteric content in the class, and Peng Bo listened to it all afternoon as if listening to a story. By the end of the afternoon, he felt his head still slightly dizzy.

After class, I naturally have to accompany Zhao Bingyang, and today is the day when the university club begins to recruit newcomers, and some powerful big clubs have set up small tables at the entrance of the library and on the main road of the school, holding roll-up banners and banners where to recruit newcomers.

Jiaotong University is also a well-known university in S City, and the quality of its students is also very high. The publicity of each club and club has been done in a good way, so that the campus is full of flags and displays, just like the Chinese New Year.

Walking on campus, Zhao Bingyang, Peng Bo, Huyan Zuilan, Yan Liang and others first came to the square outside the library. There are already more than two dozen large and small clubs recruiting new people.

There were also hundreds of people gathered in the square. I don't know which club started, but the loudspeakers used by the square dance aunts to play music also began to shout. The music sounded, and one after another nice voices began to draw the crowd in the square.

"Come on! We are the metal rock club of Jiaotong University! Let＇sR！ O！ C！ K！ ”

"Latin Dance Club! Contemporary Dance Club! A strong combination! The choice of handsome men and beautiful women! ”

"Art Club! Art Club! We're not an anime club, we're an art club! ”

"Karate Club Recruitment! Welcome to Karate Club! Karate is the way to strengthen the body! ”

As part of university life, club activities are on the minds of almost all freshmen. Although there are many extracurricular activities in high school, when it comes to college, the degree of freedom and time that can be invested are not comparable to those of high school students. When I went to college, everyone was a few years older, and the college clubs were more mature and interesting than those in high school.

At the same time, club activities are also an excellent place to meet the opposite sex. Adolescent boys and girls come together because of common interests and hobbies, and they become boyfriend and girlfriend directly if they can talk about it. And those seniors who are still lonely, can take this opportunity to meet their younger students.

Therefore, when this club recruits new students, the students are also extremely excited to look around.

"Holy! Is this a Cos group? Lu Zetian shouted, pointing to a senior sister dressed as a mage in an online game.

"Hello junior!" The senior sister of the Cos mage turned her head and said to Lu Zetian.

Lu Zetian and Yan Liang suddenly felt like they were stepping on cement, and they couldn't take a step.

"I guess they're both staying here." Fu Yulong on the side said with a nonchalant expression, but he looked straight at the people in white karate clothes in the distance.

"I don't know where the community of photography enthusiasts is." Zhao Bingyang looked curiously at those various societies as he walked.

Peng Bo didn't have that mind, he was not only paying attention to the clubs, but also the people around him. Although he was on campus, Peng Bo had a feeling of being targeted. It's like an intuition that comes from the heart of a prey after being targeted by a hunter.

But when he thought about it, Peng Bo also felt strange. What is the identity of this Zhao Bingyang, and why would anyone want to kidnap her so much? Zhao Bingyang's father, Zhao Lezheng, is just a real estate businessman, even if he has done some hurtful things before becoming a developer, how can anyone take his daughter and let him go?

Of course, none of this is what Peng Bo should be thinking. He should do his duty as a bodyguard and protect Zhao Bingyang well.

One club after another walked over, and everyone found something they were interested in. Huyan Zuilan hesitated between the debate club and the literature club, and Fu Yulong walked towards the karate club without looking back. Gradually, only Zhao Bingyang and Peng Bo walked to the farthest and most remote corner of the square in front of the library.

Banners like the "Photography Lovers Society" look very inconspicuous in such a place, and if it weren't for Peng Bo's good eyesight, he would really not be able to see it.