I Am the President of the University

When approaching the school gate, Qian Jiahui watched Chen Hao's figure standing there, and trot quickly.

Like a gust of wind, he came to Chen Hao in an instant.

Chen Hao thought of a sentence, "If I go to see you, I will run."

But because of these words, Chen Hao couldn't help smiling when thinking of Po Niu running towards Zongjie.

"Think of what makes you laugh so happy?" Qian Jiahui breathed a sigh of relief, not understanding what this guy was laughing at.

"Just the way you just ran over, I think of Hayao Miyazaki's cartoon "Goldfish on the Cliff", do you look like that Ponyo?" Chen Hao said with a smile.

"Are you saying that I'm cute or stupid like Ponyo?" Qian Jiahui's cheeks bulged on both sides, and if you answer the latter, I want you to look good.

"Didn't you say all this? Of course it is the latter." Chen Hao raised his eyebrows and replied earnestly.

"You are stupid!" Qian Jiahui's pink mouth pursed in a grievance, and his face seemed a little angry when he said goodbye.

In the evening, the faint light gleamed on Qian Jiahui's face. The delicate facial features didn't seem to have any dead ends, and they looked good when viewed from any angle. Especially when she is angry now, she looks very cute.

Chen Hao watched quietly, his eyes gradually softened, thinking in his heart, sure enough, the beautiful sister is still a little more fragrant than the code.

As if sensing Chen Hao's gaze, Qian Jiahui's cheeks were blushing, and the roots of his ears were extremely red.

Qian Jiahui kicked her feet and said in a tone that seemed to be angry and almost coquettish: "Go, why are you standing stupidly!"

As he said, he walked forward alone, but after a few quick steps, his pace slowed down, for fear that Chen Hao would not follow.

"Woman, it's more outrageous than the typhoon on Ludao, how can you turn your face?" Chen Hao shook his head and followed.

The two walked side by side, and the students passing by couldn't help but cast their lemony gazes. Even if a man is so handsome, it would be outrageous for a woman to be so good-looking!

"I've been busy these days, I'm really embarrassed." Chen Hao said apologetically.

"I know that there are so many school affairs. Of course, being a principal is busy. Grandpa used to be busy until late at night." Qian Jiahui said softly as he walked on the road.

Just after speaking, I seemed to think of something. She frowned and turned her head to look like a fierce milk. "But you must not stay up late! Staying up late hurts your body, and your body is the capital of the revolution. Drink plenty of water, at least 8 glasses a day, and..."

Hearing that there is still this pile of things, Chen Hao's head buzzed, and he coughed quickly: "Ahem, should we go to Zhongshan Road or sm square now?"

"Go to Zhongshan Road, my roommate said that there is a good store in Chinatown, and you can go shopping after eating." Speaking of this, Qian Jiahui took a step and listened.

Chen Hao stopped and looked at Qian Jiahui, "What's wrong? Did you forget to bring something?"

Qian Jiahui shook her head~www.readwn.com~ suddenly felt a little low, bit her lip, "Chen Hao, will you accompany me to the next bookstore first?"

Looking at Qian Jiahui with a slightly red eye socket, Chen Hao didn't ask anything, but said softly: "Okay, I'll listen to you."

Dongmen Bookstore is a small bookstore located on the street outside the east gate of Ludao University. Its name is simply "Dongmen Bookstore". It covers a small area, only more than 20 square meters.

At this moment the bookstore seems to have closed, and a U-shaped lock is attached to the glass door handle.

Although the glass door has a slight yellowing, the surface is very clean and there is no dust. With the help of street lights, it is barely possible to see the layout inside.

At this moment, there are a few men and women standing in front of the Dongmen Bookstore, their ages seem to be not young, about thirty or forty.

On the side of the road, there were young students who walked by talking and laughing, and just swept past this kind of simple shop.

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I haven't finished writing yet, I'm still writing, I'm really sorry!