Xiao Yu and Xu Qingsong continued to hang out as usual, and everyone speculated that there was actually nothing among the three.
Then the blame shifted to the original poster, saying she was spreading rumors and that they almost lost their idol because of her few words.
Ye Qingli looked at the one-sided comments and got a headache. These people had no brains, just going with the flow.
There was no evening study session these days. After the last class, Ye Qingli didn't go back to the dorm with the others but packed her bag and went to the Youth Association.
The weather was getting cold, and the autumn wind burrowed straight into her clothes. She tightened her jacket and quickened her pace.
She finally arrived.
The head was a male student. He smiled when he saw Ye Qingli enter and brought her a chair. Ye Qingli greeted him, "Hello, senior."
Huang Xu nodded, still smiling. "We education majors really have it tough. We have to squeeze time just to participate in activities."
Ye Qingli agreed with that. She looked around; everyone was here. She asked, "Aren't we starting?"
For a second, Huang Xu's face turned very ugly, but it only lasted a moment before returning to normal, making Ye Qingli wonder if she had seen wrong. Then she heard him say, "Someone is joining today, hasn't arrived yet."
After waiting about five minutes, the glass door opened. Everyone looked over. Xiao Yu came in wearing a baseball cap. His sharp side profile was illuminated by the light, and his expressionless face made him appear cold and distant.
Ye Qingli froze. No wonder Huang Xu's face had turned ugly.
On the first day of school, Xiao Yu had hit him.
The girls in the room went "Wow," and Ye Qingli furrowed her brows slightly, feeling like she had fallen into a frog pond.
He was the last to arrive, so there was only one seat left—next to her. Xiao Yu's gaze swept over indifferently. He didn't get the same treatment as Ye Qingli; he had to get his own chair.
As Xiao Yu walked past Huang Xu, Huang Xu bit his lip. He stood up and grabbed Xiao Yu's arm, forcing a dignified smile. "You sit here. I'll sit over there."
He was always like this, pretending to be a gentleman in front of others, as if to highlight the difference between him and the person in front of him, and how much of a jerk that person was.
Xiao Yu stopped. Without even giving him a glance, he looked at the hand on his arm and said flatly, "Let go."
He always carried an inexplicable sense of oppression.
Huang Xu stared at him for a few seconds, then let go.
Xiao Yu grabbed a chair, sat down, and immediately crossed his legs. Then he leaned back against the chair and rested his arm on the armrest.
Everyone could see that he simply didn't want to give Huang Xu face.
And that was exactly what he intended.
At first, Huang Xu felt a little uncomfortable, thinking Xiao Yu had made him lose face. But this also highlighted the boundary between them. For a frivolous rich kid like him, in terms of character and upbringing, he would never reach his level in a lifetime.
So Huang Xu shrugged and smiled. "Since everyone's here, let's start."
Sensing the gaze still on him, Xiao Yu turned his head and said expressionlessly, "Is there a flower on my face?"
Ye Qingli hadn't realized she was staring until he spoke. She was startled, opened her mouth, then shook her head.
"No."
"Then turn around."
Was he still angry about the student ID?
With his temper, it would be strange if he wasn't angry.
Besides, it was her fault in the first place.
Thinking about it, Ye Qingli suddenly felt she still owed him an apology. She was about to say something when she felt weight on her head. She looked up to see Xiao Yu's large, slender hand covering her head, and the next second, he forcibly turned her around.
Leaving him with the back of her head, Xiao Yu snorted.
"It's easier on the eyes when I can't see the face."
"..."
Huang Xu watched their interaction. Images of the explosive posts on the forum from a few days ago flashed through his mind, and he narrowed his eyes.
What a waste, a good cabbage being ravaged by a pig, specifically targeting good girls.
After a few seconds of silence, Huang Xu clasped his hands together, elbows on the table, and said, "I told you before the National Day holiday. At the end of this month, we're going to help the elderly living alone. Everyone remembers, right?"
"Yes," everyone replied.
"It's in a rural area. There's no special task; we just help clean up and talk to the elderly..."
He always liked to say useless things. Xiao Yu didn't even bother listening and just looked down at his phone.
"By the way, our publicity department still needs one more person. Who is confident enough to take on this role?" Huang Xu asked.
More reputation means more work. College is for enjoyment. For a long time, no one spoke. No one wanted to be the workhorse.
"Ye Qingli, how about you?"
Being nominated, the publicity department needed someone who could write copy and also take photos. Ye Qingli rarely took photos and knew nothing about photography.
She waved her hand. "Better not. My photography skills are terrible. If I were in charge of publicity, probably no one would come."
That was true, but Huang Xu seemed determined to have her do it. He smiled and said, "I can teach you."
Xiao Yu curled his lips almost imperceptibly.
I can teach you. It sounded good, but in reality, it was just wanting to use his glib tongue to show off and pick up girls, wasn't it?
She couldn't be stupid enough to agree just because someone pushed her.
"Alright, then," Ye Qingli said the next second.
Xiao Yu turned his head, looking at her serious expression, and raised an eyebrow.
He had really overestimated her.
At the same time, Huang Xu was also looking at him. Their eyes met. Although there was no change in their expressions, Xiao Yu still detected a hint of provocation in Huang Xu's eyes.
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