Liu Xiaoyu brushed the hair in front of her forehead unnaturally, and walked to Si Yanmu's side tensely.
Immediately, he said in a low voice: "President."
Si Yanmu nodded gently.
"President, you, didn't you say... let me think about it for a few days, why now... now..."
Liu Xiaoyu lowered her voice and asked timidly.
Zi Qianqian glanced at her contemptuously: "It's your luck that the president likes you, don't rub your nose and face, and don't look at your identity."
Zi Qianqian is known as the number one beauty in Shangxuan Academy, and she is extremely talented.
Therefore, it has always been elegant and clean, and it can only be seen from a distance, and it cannot be desecrated.
In the class confrontation competition, her gentleness and knowledge are generally used to deceive other forces.
However, beauties have always had willful capital.
Zi Qianqian is beautiful and capable.
The more unattainable she is, the more mysterious people feel, and the more they fall in love with her.
"I...I..." Liu Xiaoyu's eyes turned red immediately, she bit her lower lip and said in a low voice, "It's not that I want to be the vice president, why are you angry at me, if you want to be the vice president, and The president is angry!"
Liu Xiaoyu is not one to be blamed.
Her unceremonious counterattack made Zi Qianqian's face extremely ugly.
Logically speaking, since Liu Xueyue retired from the Academy Affairs Council, Zi Qianqian should be the vice president.
Si Yanmu somehow brought Liu Xiaoyu into the Academy Affairs Council, and also handed over the position of vice president to Liu Xiaoyu's hands.
This Liu Xiaoyu is just a freshman.
Moreover, he was a freshman with mediocre talent and not smart at all.
I remember the name Liu Xiaoyu because... this Liu Xiaoyu is Ye Qingluo's friend.
How could Zi Qianqian feel balanced
"Before you became the vice president, you started to put on the airs of the vice president?" Zi Qianqian approached Liu Xiaoyu's direction, lowered her voice, and raised her eyebrows with a half-smile, "Don't think, just relying on having the president Back it up, you can really do whatever you want."
Regarding this, Liu Xiaoyu just wanted to say one thing—
"Girl, is your brain sick?"
According to Liu Xiaoyu's visual inspection, she must be sick, and the illness is not serious.
Seeing the contempt in Liu Xiaoyu's eyes, Zi Qianqian's expression darkened: "Liu Xiaoyu!"
Fingers, just clenched into fists.
Si Yanmu reprimanded in a low voice: "Qianqian, enough!"
Hearing the anger in Si Yanmu's tone, Zi Qianqian was full of unwillingness to be wronged, but she still kept her mouth shut.
He just snorted at Liu Xiaoyu angrily, put on an unattainable posture, and turned his head to look in the direction of the students who were watching.
"Qing Luo, Qing Luo!" Liu Xiaoyu didn't bother to talk to Zi Qianqian, she turned her gaze to Ye Qingluo, and waved desperately at her.
Seeing Ye Qingluo again, Liu Xiaoyu was obviously very happy.
Out of the corner of her eye, she glanced at Si Yanmu, who still had a gentle expression, and hesitated for a moment in her heart.
Still rushed to Ye Qingluo's side.
"Qingluo, I miss you so much!" Liu Xiaoyu threw Ye Qingluo into her arms, her small body pressed against Ye Qingluo's body.
Counting it, the two hadn't seen each other for more than half a month.
What happened in the past half month
Liu Xiaoyu and Si Yanmu...
Ye Qingluo patted Liu Xiaoyu's back lightly, looked vigilantly at Si Yanmu who was standing not far away with a smile, secretly speculated in his heart, was it because of her that Si Yanmu found Liu Xiaoyu
"Qing Luo, this vice president, do you think I should..." Liu Xiaoyu asked softly in her ear.