Qiu Gang was stunned: "Ah, Qin... Xin? I secretly looked at the Imperial University competition team list, and it seems there’s no such person."
Jun Ruyi: "Not necessarily. Maybe she managed to sneak in sohow, anyway, focus more on the competition. What’s so good about those trashy novels? They’re all online and not even worth ntioning."
Qiu Gang wanted to say that Xinghe’s books would be like shining diamonds even if they were online.
We fans are willing to bet millions just to guess a plot point, Sister Jun, you’re not a hardcore fan, you don’t get it.
But on second thought, he didn’t say it.
He didn’t dare to contradict Jun Ruyi, the President Mansion’s eldest lady, who wielded great influence.
After Qiu Gang finished the call with Jun Ruyi,
when he turned to head back to the classroom, he saw that the classmates around that ugly person were distributing sothing.
"Sister Xin, you’re so amazing to actually get this? A collector’s edition, wow."
"Holy crap, there’s a signature too ah ah ah!"
"I’m done for, I won’t be able to sleep tonight. I’m going to sleep with Xinghe’s signature beside ."
"You’re so sleazy. I plan to display Xinghe’s signature in my bookshelf, how can you cuddle with it to sleep? It’s so improper."
"Well, I’ll sleep in admiration then!"
"Anyway, you just can’t sleep with Xinghe’s na..."
Qin Xin had only brought a backpack full of signed books to share with her friends, who knew they’d end up arguing over whether or not to sleep with Xinghe’s na.
She rubbed her forehead: "..."
Qiu Gang stood at the classroom door for a long ti, unable to move his feet.
This, this, this ugly duckling actually has Xinghe’s collector’s editions? And signed ones too? And is willing to give them away? The point is she’s giving them away in large quantities.
What kind of divine person is she?
He almost wanted to rush up and say, tear up the bet, let’s bet on these books again, what do you say?
Watching as those precious signed books were divided among the boys around Qin Xin and that chatterbox Song Anjing, Qiu Gang felt his heart bleeding.
Hu Yi, on the other hand, was blissfully flipping through the signed book finally in his hands, his face blooming with delight: "So beautiful, my Xinghe’s signature is so beautiful... Hey, why do I feel like I’ve seen Xinghe’s handwriting sowhere before?"
Ao Xinghao snapped at him: "In your dreams, maybe."
Hu Yi’s eyes gradually beca serious: "No, it’s not a dream. I’ve really seen it."
The image suddenly flashed in his mind of the class notes Qin Wenrou gave him.
Really, the handwriting seems similar.
But he didn’t have Qin Wenrou’s notes next to him.
He’d need to compare them at ho to be sure.
The whole day, Hu Yi was preoccupied.
If Qin Wenrou really is Xinghe... he couldn’t even imagine it.
After school, for once, he didn’t leave with Ao Xinghao and Qin Xin, but instead explained, "Sister Xin, I have sothing to do," and ran to catch up with Qin Wenrou.
Ao Xinghao’s face darkened: "Traitor!"
Qin Xin, however, didn’t say anything: "He probably really does have sothing to do."
Ao Xinghao: "Humph, what business could he possibly have with that Bai Lianhua? Doesn’t Hu Dai Gua see Bai Lianhua’s true colors yet?"
Huo Zhen also disapprovingly chid in: "Even Yu Xiaochun doesn’t hang out with Bai Lianhua anymore, is Hu Yi out of his mind?"
Qin Xin: "He’ll explain. You guys shouldn’t jump to conclusions. I have sothing to do, so I’ll leave first."
==
Nalan Group.
Nalan Ye Jue, who was about to finish work, glanced at the clock set to mark the end of school ti, and suddenly rembered Qin Xin had activities in the evening.
He paused the wheelchair he was about to move.
So he’d just have a light office dinner while reviewing project docunts and wait for her update.
He didn’t want to miss her call because of a social event or other activities, nor did he want to miss the opportunity to be her driver.
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