The boy seemed a little excited: "Sure enough, you are Senior Qiao Nian! I felt it was you when I just heard you talking."
Qiao Nian really didn't know what he meant by stopping her, so she pursed her lips and asked seriously, "What's the matter?"
"No...no." The boy's fair face flushed a little. He scratched his head embarrassedly and said, "I am also a student of the School of Medicine of Tsinghua University. I have seen many posts about you on the school forum before. I have always admired you very much. It's just that you have been on leave since last year. This is the first time I have seen you around the school. So...can I add you on WeChat?"
He seemed to be afraid that Qiao Nian would refuse, and said, "I don't mean anything else. I just want to ask you on WeChat if I encounter any questions I don't know how to answer."
This reason is very reasonable and very appealing.
Although the boy was embarrassed, he was still quite confident in getting the WeChat ID.
He was a freshman this year and had long heard of a campus legend at Tsinghua University, Qiao Nian from the Department of Traditional Chinese Medicine.
She is not only the campus beauty of Tsinghua University, but also has won various awards.
Any boy would have some thoughts about the dazzling girls in school. He is the type who is bold and thick-skinned.
I will definitely want to add Qiao Nian on WeChat when I meet her this time.
As long as you add WeChat, he has plenty of ways to get closer to you.
"Senior, this is my QR code, you just need to scan it." He took the opportunity to take out his mobile phone, flipped out his WeChat business card, and handed it to the girl.
Qiao Nian glanced at the WeChat message handed to her, then looked at him, and was about to refuse: "I'm afraid..."
She was about to say, 'I'm afraid I don't have the time to solve your problem.'
A hand was placed on her shoulder from behind, and then a familiar cold fragrance came over her. Ye Wangchuan's casual voice came from behind her: "She has a boyfriend."
Qiao Nian knew who was coming without turning around.
Qin Si finally replied to the message and was just about to hear a familiar voice. When he looked up, he saw his own Master Wang, ruthlessly crushing the young man's passion.
"If you have any questions, you can ask me. Or add me on WeChat?" Ye Wangchuan's voice was hoarse, with a hint of coldness and warning.
Sure enough, the fair-skinned boy shrank his neck, and the expression on his face, which was originally slightly flushed, became stiff. He immediately shook his head: "No, no need."
He felt a little breathless due to the oppressive feeling looming over his head, so he backed off and didn't even dare to look at Qiao Nian.
He said hurriedly, "Since Senior Qiao doesn't have time, I won't bother you."
"My classmates are still over there, I'll go over first."
After he said that, he ran away quickly, fearing that Ye Wangchuan would really add him on WeChat.
Qin Si witnessed the whole process. He watched the boy being sent away by Wang Ye with just two words, and ran back to his classmates' table in shame.
I also saw Wang Ye kill his love rival in an instant, and then he lowered his head and spoke to the girl gently: "Are you cold?"
Qiao Nian just shook his head: "It's okay."
He took off his coat and carefully put it on the girl, then said to her, "Let's go back to the car first."
Qiao Nian went with him without objection.
Qin Si turned around and took another look at the expression of the boy who just wanted to chat with Sister Qiao.
Sure enough, the little boy's face turned green and he hung his head as if he had lost his parents. It was obvious that he was hit hard and it would take him at least half a year to recover.
Tsk, how miserable.
He chuckled and just wanted to give a thumbs up to someone who was walking away - Mr. Wang is really murderous!
(End of this chapter)