"Okay, since everyone unanimously decided to let Gu Qing be the vice president of our Ci Society, then I announce that from now on, he will be our vice president, everyone welcomes you."

Lan Yun took the lead in applauding, Gu Qing was confused, "What's the situation? Why did I become a deputy club?"

The person next to him explained, "Don't you know? Xu Zhibai was originally a deputy club. Sister Lan quarreled with him because she wanted to recommend you to come up. Then you will compete to write lyrics. Whoever is better will be a deputy club."

"Yes, Brother Gu is worthy of being among the top ten good voices. Anyone who can write such a grand verse will have to be at a disadvantage if he reads it."

"Xu Zhibai lost without any wickedness, Brother Gu won the most righteousness."

Gu Qing was a little confused and waved his hand and said, "No, didn't you ask me to pretend to write lyrics? Didn't you say you wanted to choose a deputy club?"

Zhang Lingjun widened his eyes, "So you didn't know anything and then competed with Xu Zhibai?"

"Is there something wrong?"

"I'm fine. I said it wrong before. Xu Zhibai lost so much."

Hearing Gu Qing's answer, a group of people almost vomited blood. The person who didn't know anything about his feelings came on stage, and he still fought with relish.

If Xu Zhibai was here, he would definitely be so angry that his blood pressure surged. You wouldn't want to be a deputy club to say it!

Lan Yun stood up and waved her hand and smiled, "Okay, let's not talk about this now, anyway, it's time to go. Next month, there will be a poetry conference to select colleges and universities. Interested students can sign up, let's break up the meeting."

Come in a daze, Gu Qing and Jia Chun Wang Dalong left in a daze.

Half a month passed in a blink of an eye, and Gu Qing lived a simple life of three points and one line every day in classrooms, canteens, dormitories, and dormitories.

At the beginning, I also attended classes on time every day, occasionally I went to study once or twice, but I didn’t go to study later, all of which were “club meetings”.

Later on, he also skipped other courses except for a few major courses.

He is still giving the teacher a face when he majored in those subjects. The system is really powerful. The things he exchanged are enough for a few years in college. Not to mention freshman courses, he understands everything he has in his sophomore and junior year.

Saturday morning, girls dormitory.

Jia Chun was sweating profusely and was carrying an empty bucket in his hand. When he saw a girl kicking the barrel of mineral water at the entrance of the second floor, rolling on the ground like driving a cow.

Seeing this scene, Jia Chun smiled, not because of the way of "carrying water", but because the girl was Zhang Lingjun.

"Student, do you need help?"

Zhang Lingjun was sweating on his head in a mess. Suddenly, he was startled when he heard the boy's voice in the girls' dormitory. He looked up and said, "It's a water delivery guy, and he still looks familiar."

It’s not who Jia Chun is, he got angry with her when he first met, and the second time he made her vomit in the cafeteria.

"I……"

"Don't refuse, a trivial matter." Jia Chun put down the empty bucket, rolled up his sleeves and picked up the bucket on the ground, "It's time for classmates to help each other."

"Boss Gu and I are brothers, the kind that breaks the bones and connects the tendons. You are from the same class again, and that is our own people."

"That, thank you." Zhang Lingjun felt a little more favorable to the man and less resentment.

This was her first time carrying water. She had always called someone to send it to her before. The floor was on the third floor and the water was on the first floor. It was not far away, but it was not close.

These days, the school holidays, and all the classmates in the dormitory have gone home. She is bored and her mind is crazy and wants to try carrying a bucket of water by herself.

The result is obvious. I overestimated my ability to bear it. As soon as the water hits my shoulders, my bones will almost be crushed, so I can only roll on the ground.

"Small question, be careful next time." Jia Chun said, sending the water to Zhang Lingjun's shoulder, "I'll pick it up, I'll leave."

Humph, I made a report and even vomited him all over. I didn’t settle the account. I finally encountered it, so how could I give up?

He mentioned Gu Qing’s name on purpose and shared some pressure afterwards. Brothers just sold it, so he had to make more brothers and sell them one by one.

Next time he will mention Wang Dalong's name.

Zhang Lingjun almost fell down with dozens of kilograms of water on his shoulder. He felt that his bones were cracking and he couldn't bear it. His hand slipped and the water hit the ground with a slam. He rolled down the stairs to the first floor, rolling further and further.

Looking back, Jia Chun, the initiator, had already run away. Zhang Lingjun's eyes turned red and he almost cried because of grievance.

"Fatty, wait for me, and you will never end up with me. Don't fall into my hands. Gu Qing, I remember you."

...

In the early morning, it rained all night last night, and tiny dewdrops hung on the tree-lined path, filled with faint white mist. Gu Qing was walking and sneezing, "Who is thinking of me?"

After crossing the trail to the back street, a girl riding a motorcycle was already waiting for him.

Lan Yun's hair is straight and covered with her waist, and she is hot into the current popular dark red brown. She has a red plaid shirt on the upper body with a white T-shirt and a white jeans on the lower body.

Looking at Lan Yun's outfit and this sexy motorcycle, Gu Qing was shocked, "Is this what you said to send me to the TV station?"

"Of course, this is a suburb, there are not many buses and taxi are expensive. I will take you there by bike and it will be there in 30 or 40 minutes."

"No, your car is too handsome." After taking the helmet handed over by Lan Yun, Gu Qing looked around the car.

Boys are resistant to cars and are born to like them, even if they don’t know how to drive.

The headlights of this car are very round, the fuel tank is very upturned, and the exhaust pipe is very upturned. What are I thinking about? Gu Qing shook his head and lost these real thoughts.

"Come on, you'll be late later."

"OK!" Gu Qing stepped over his legs and sat up. The two of them were tightly pressed together. Lan Yun slapped him in the thigh, "Why are you sitting in the back, where are you sitting on my side?"

"Sorry, sorry, I don't know if there is still people behind this."

"Go back, put your feet in place, don't kick my exhaust pipe."

He taught Gu Qing to sit on Lan Yun step by step before turning the accelerator again, and turned around and reminded: "Hold on the fuel tank, start soon, don't fall down."

"It's okay, I don't need it, I can..."

Before he finished speaking, Lan Yun started to brake. Gu Qing leaned back and rushed forward suddenly, hugged Lan Yun's waist.

He smiled and Lan Yun said, "Look, I said you will fall if you don't help me."

Gu Qing...

Generally, he has seen this kind of plot in the fighting voice. Men flirt with women. Is he flirting with them?

Alas, I'm still too pure!

The motorcycle was driving on the road, and the cool breeze blew in front of it. The two started chatting after a long journey.

"When did you buy this car?"

"I bought the prize money for the provincial competition last semester, and so was the notebook. Why, do you think I am a rich woman?"

"I don't seem to have heard you say anything about what you do at home."

"My mom's housewife, if I open a convenience store, my dad will be great. Someone will look for him when he dies."

"Is that uncle really great? He's very tired as a doctor. I'll go to see him when I have time and support him."
Chapter completed!