Ye Wangchuan had gone there before, and he thought he would go this time too.
Unexpectedly, the handsome man stood up and took the notebook casually. His broken hair fell in his eyes, and there seemed to be a tiny light in his eyes. His voice was low and hoarse: "Nian Nian has an exam tomorrow, so I don't have time!"
“…”
Gu San dissed in his heart, what does Miss Qiao's exam have to do with you.
But he understands Master Wan's thoughts, Miss Qiao is the most important!
So he nodded and said very understandingly: "If Miss Jiang makes an appointment, I will refuse it immediately."
"Yes." Ye Wangchuan responded lazily, finally agreeing with what he said.
Gu San knew it well and raised her eyes to look at him: "Miss Qiao is not at home, so Mr. Wan, today you..." You won't stay at home all day waiting for Miss Qiao to come back, right
Ye Wangchuan thought about what he had found last night, frowned, and held his notebook: "I have to go out for something."
He tracked down information about the illegal zone last night and found out something about that force. He wanted to find someone to pursue it again.
*
After Qiao Nian came out of the apartment, she didn't rush to Chengfeng Group and took a bus to Qingdao University first.
There will be an exam tomorrow. According to the rules of Tsinghua University’s independent admissions, each candidate needs to submit a copy of his or her own materials.
If you pass the written test, the teacher will use it during the interview.
At this point, there were already a lot of people at Qingdao University. There were many vehicles parked at the gate of the campus. Some parents even traveled thousands of miles to accompany the exams and accompanied their children to hand in materials.
The Qingdao University campus is rarely lively.
The paths were full of people chatting, but there were relatively few people like her who came alone to hand in information.
Qiao Nian didn't care. He lowered his peaked cap, revealing only his delicate chin, and walked slowly to the office with his information.
The place where materials are handed in is said to be an office. In fact, it is a temporary storage place made up of several tables moved in front of the school building. There are several teachers and students from Tsinghua University sitting next to them to collect materials.
This time, there were either three thousand or two thousand candidates participating in the independent enrollment. There were too many people and they did not have time to register one by one. They usually put them away directly. After the first round of written examinations, they would look for the information of candidates who had passed the written examinations.
“Just leave the stuff there.”
Qiao Nian walked over and heard the person in charge of reception sitting there giving instructions without raising his head.
"Yes." She casually placed her information on the table. After handing over the information, she turned around and walked out without wasting any more time.
Although she was extremely low-key throughout the whole process and didn't even say a word, the gangster aura around her was so outstanding that many students actually noticed her and peeked at her from time to time.
Not far away, Qiao Ai dressed up carefully, wearing the brand-name clothes prepared for her by Shen Jingyan. She bit her lip, held her own information in her arms, looked at the girl who stood out in the crowd from a distance, and whispered to the man beside her: "Brother Fu. , is that Qiao Nian? "
Fu Ge was responsible for the reception of the new students. He also wore the student union badge on his collar. In addition, he was tall, long-legged, and handsome. Many people looked at him with envy.
He was busy with reception work. Hearing this, he subconsciously raised his head and asked, "Where?"
Qiao Ai pointed him in the direction.
He looked in the direction of Qiao Ai's finger, and indeed saw an unruly figure with a cold temperament, much like Qiao Nian.
He held the hand holding the information for a moment, and an indescribable emotion flashed across his face. He restrained his gaze and said with an indifferent expression: "I don't know, maybe."
(End of chapter)