Chapter Twenty-Three—We Are Together with Children's Dreams
5 p.m. (end of school)
"Okay, this is tonight's homework, let's get out of school after copying. Today's students on duty are Su Shitao and Qiao Meiling, you remember to do hygiene. Gu Jiuxun wrote the last word on the blackboard, threw the chalk back into the chalk box, patted the chalk dust on his hand, and walked off the podium to pack his things.
"Really! Why do you have to do hygiene again! Qiao Meiling complained while applying makeup in the mirror.
Gu Jiuxun's hearing was still quite good, and he said coldly: "Okay, Qiao Meiling, please tell me, how many times have you been on duty since the beginning of school?" Every time you either have a stomachache or a banquet, let An Lanqi help you on duty. And what is the reason this time? Are you sick and want to go home and lie down? ”
Qiao Meiling was so angry by Gu Jiuxun's words that her liver hurt, and the lipstick on her hand also scratched her cheeks because of excitement.
And Gu Jiuxun didn't even look at Qiao Meiling, picked up his schoolbag and walked out of the classroom.
“bong!” As soon as Gu Jiuxun left, Qiao Meiling slammed the lipstick in her hand on the table.
The poor lipstick swirled around the table a few times, and then rolled to the floor.
Su Ruonan looked at the lipstick of more than 300 yuan on the ground painfully, sighed, picked it up, and put it back in front of Qiao Meiling.
"Misuzu, this Chanel lipstick is very expensive, I know you're in a bad mood, but don't throw away this lipstick."
Qiao Meiling secretly bit her silver teeth and pulled out a smile that was more ugly than crying: "I'm sorry, I swear, one day, I will sit in the position of student union president, and I will defeat this damn Gu Jiuxun!" ”
Not long after, when Qiao Meiling sat in the position of the president of the student union, she was still sighing: If she hadn't made this oath that day, maybe she would still be an ordinary student in the first (1) class of high school, and she would not have met the right person.
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When An Lanqi, Su Ruonan, Jiang Liche and Nangong Xian stepped into the Vanity Building, An Lanqi suddenly remembered a bad thing.
Yan Shengyu didn't tell them which box to eat in!
The four of them looked at each other, and in the end, An Lanqi ran to ask the front desk.
"Excuse me."
There were only two people at the front desk, one man and one woman. And An Lanqi went to ask the female staff member.
The female receptionist raised her head, glanced at An Lanqi, didn't say anything, and lowered her head to settle the account book again.
But she was arranging An Lanqi in her heart: This girl looks like a student, how can she have the money to come to the Fuhualou to eat? Gee...... What a mess of schoolgirls now!
"Hello? Excuse me, have you ever received a group of people? Among them are white-collar workers and students. An Lanqi thought she hadn't heard clearly, so she asked again.
The female receptionist said impatiently: "I don't know." ", he didn't pay attention to An Lanqi anymore.
The male front desk next to him heard the word "white-collar", and said "Wait a minute" to the customer who was about to check out in front of him, so he excitedly pushed away the female front desk and said, "Inside, are you with Miss Tong?" ”
An Lanqi looked at the male front desk excitedly as if he was about to eat himself, and was scared back a few steps.
"Right...... That's right, we're with Tong Meng. ”
"Great! Four of you, please come with me, Miss Tong has been waiting for a long time. The male front desk lifted the baffle at the front desk and walked out to lead the way for An Lanqi and the four of them.
Miss Tong? The Miss Tong that their manager repeatedly told her to entertain well? These four students actually came to dinner with Miss Tong?
Thinking of this, the female receptionist wanted to slap herself in frustration - why didn't she lead the way for them?
However, thinking that she had just maliciously arranged the female student, the female front desk shuddered - if Miss Tong knew about it, she would lose her iron job bowl.
"Hey! Wait a minute! Stand still! Feed! Da Da Da, the sound of high heels stepping on the floor came from behind the four people.