Entering January, when it came to the exam month, the library of Qingdao University was full every day, there were basically no classes, and Xiaobei also entered the state of fighting for scholarships. Although the notes are usually detailed, it is not so easy to get a first-class scholarship in front of so many bright brains.

Wake up early in the morning, go to the cafeteria for breakfast, and get ready to go to the library.

was patted from behind when he was buying soy milk, and Xiaobei turned his head to see that it was Ke Jun and Liu Hao.

"Hey, morning?"

Xiaobei greeted the two influential figures of the Department of Architecture.

"Before New Year's Day, you are not there at the regular meeting of Qingcheng, we have three different plans for the decoration style of Sunflower Apartment for the time being, one is the hotel apartment department, one is the warm little white-collar department, and there is a practical department, you are in the small white-collar department, don't patronize the matter of your exam, you have time to collect relevant information, and the first round of renderings will be submitted after the final exam. Liu Hao is the executive officer of the overall progress, and he will supervise you. ”

Ke Jun arranged it tightly and orderly, and Xiaobei felt that it was really a pleasure to work with him.

"Yes, Big Boss Ke, I will definitely complete the task."

"This is the contact information of the members of the white-collar team, so let's take the time to meet with them. They will also contact you. ”

Liu Hao handed a card to Xiaobei.

Xiaobei took it and glanced at it, several of them are also often among the scholarship candidates. I feel even more afraid to relax.

After staying in the library until the afternoon when he was going to Guo Zilin's house to do housework, Xiaobei hurriedly packed his textbooks and went to Meishu Blue Mountain. opened the door of Guo Zilin's house and found that she was at home, Xiaobei thought she was sick and hurriedly went to the room to find her.

Guo Zilin was in the study, and she threw a lot of sketches on the ground, looking very troubled.

"Sister Zilin, are you okay?"

Guo Zilin raised her eyes from the computer and looked at Xiaobei: "Xiaobei is here." I'm fine, I'm drawing, by the way, our brand has a spring fashion show this Saturday, can you and Qin Xiao come together? The main thing is that we DG are doing men's clothing for the first time, and Qin Xiao is so influential in Qingcheng, if he comes, I think it will be easier to form a word-of-mouth spread after the media reports. ”

Guo Zilin was afraid that Xiaobei would refuse, so she explained the reason in great detail.

It's rare to be able to help Guo Zilin once, although he is not sure, Xiaobei is still willing to fight for it.

"Well, I'll try to convince him to go. Sister Zilin, then you are busy first, and I will go to work. “

Xiaobei rolled up her sleeves and prepared to do cleaning, she really had to race against time these days. Guo Zilin looked at Xiaobei's flashing back and became distracted, and returned to her work.

After coming out of Guo Zilin's house, it was already more than eight o'clock in the evening when he returned to Qingda, Xiaobei went directly to the library, and then read the book in the morning. Qin Xiao was busy until more than seven o'clock in the evening, and the private number for his little girlfriend was quiet. He didn't like women to be too clingy, but the budding love should be fermenting and bubbling now, but the woman didn't move at all. He was sad. Returning to Wutong Mountain to accompany Su Xinran to dinner, as soon as Qin Xiao came to the table, he asked: "Mother Li, if there is any soup that has been cooked, I will fill a thermos box in a while, I will take it away." ”

Su Xinran snickered: "Send it to the woman who spent the night in your house?" ”

"Mom, don't say it so ugly, our relationship is very simple."

"Didn't you get a spark? I don't believe it. ”

Su Xinran probed his words.

Qin Xiao buried his head in eating: "The fruit is not very ripe, and if you raise it, I will keep your teachings in mind." ”

"Dead boy, is that the same thing? Now you're twenty-eight, not eighteen. ”

The corners of Qin Xiao's mouth hooked, satisfied with the fruit theory he had just had, wasn't his little girlfriend just not too familiar?