Ten years of netizens turned out to be the national sister

"ah."

She blushed and ran back upstairs shyly.

Liu Rong also heard the sound of the door being locked.

She glanced at Su Qingyu strangely, with an intriguing expression all over her face.

Su Qingyu quickly said: "Don't get me wrong, I didn't do anything."

"I haven't said anything yet." Liu Rong said silently.

Su Qingyu: "..."

"I don't care about the affairs of you young people. Just pay attention to the impact. I'm going back to the company."

After Liu Rong finished speaking, she left the villa.

Then Wang Xiaomeng came.

Carrying a big bag of breakfast, she rushed in excitedly, and shouted, "Xiaoyu! Let's have breakfast!"

After finishing speaking, Wang Xiaomeng put the breakfast on the table, and said to Su Qingyu: "Mr. Su, eat first, I'll call Xiaoyu up."

"it is good."

Su Qingyu looked at Wang Xiaomeng, who was busy with business, and thought that the job of life assistant was really colorful.

Su Qingyu subconsciously took a bite of the fritters.

Then spit it into the trash can.

This thing was too greasy, and he suddenly remembered that he couldn't eat it now.

Let's eat buns.

……

Ye Qingyu was sitting at the dining table wearing a green camouflage military uniform. This dress seemed to be tailor-made for her. Coupled with her incomparably pure face, it was a killer for men and women.

Several people sat at the table in silence.

Wang Xiaomeng smelled a different smell from the side.

Su Qingyu and Ye Qingyu just glanced at each other at the dining table, and then they turned their heads away in a tacit understanding.

There is a problem, there is absolutely a problem.

Wang Xiaomeng narrowed her eyes.

"What are you thinking?"

Ye Qingyu glared at Wang Xiaomeng.

"I didn't think about anything."

Wang Xiaomeng blinked her big innocent eyes, her face full of innocence.

After breakfast, Wang Xiaomeng sent Ye Qingyu to school.

Before leaving, Ye Qingyu glanced back at Su Qingyu.

Reluctance was written all over her little face.

She doesn't seem to want to go to school, to be precise, she doesn't want military training.

The villa is near Rongyi, and as Rongyi is a top-ranked art school in Huaguo, Ye Qingyu doesn't need to cover her face at all.

This school has also produced several big stars, and the goal of most of them is to be a star.

Although Ye Qingyu was still very popular in school, she wouldn't be chased by a group of idiot fans like she was outside.

The villa was empty, only Su Qingyu was left alone.

He took out the business card that Liu Rong gave him, entered the phone number on it, and then made a call.

"Hello? I was introduced by Sister Liu. My name is Su Qingyu."

……

Rongcheng First Hospital.

Su Qingyu walked out of the hospital, holding a bag of films just taken in the hospital.

After sending all the examination results to the doctor, Su Qingyu was going to go to Ye Zi's school to have a look.

When Su Qingyu came to the gate of Rongyi, the doctor called.

"Mr. Su, I have a safer plan here."

"You say."

"I'm going to divide your operation into three times. The first operation will be a guaranteed repair. The second operation will be a month after the first operation, and further suturing will be performed. If the effect is good, you can wait another month for the second operation. Three surgeries."

"The first two surgeries are not risky. The worst result is to maintain the status quo. But once the effect is significant, the success rate of the third surgeries will rise to [-]%. By that time, we will be more confident that the disease will recover completely. You see How to choose."

How do I choose?Is there even a question?

"I think your plan is very good."

"Alright, let me talk to the director of Rongcheng First Hospital. The day after tomorrow, I will fly over from Kyoto to perform the surgery for you. You should prepare."

"Okay, thank you, Dr. Qi."

After hanging up the phone, Su Qingyu sighed a little.

Are you going to have surgery the day after tomorrow?

This is the first time in my life that I have used a knife.

Well, passive knives.

Su Qingyu smiled helplessly, then took a step forward, planning to visit Ye Zi's university.

Chapter 15 Shall I Have a Sip of Iced Coke

Seeing that Su Qingyu was a handsome guy, the security guard at the gate of Rongyi College let him in without saying anything.

After all, Rongyi's signature is its face.

The ones that look good belong to Rongyi.

Walking into the school, Su Qingyu couldn't help feeling that the place was full of artistic atmosphere, which was different from the atmosphere of Rongda University where learning was everywhere.

This school is very big, and there is a large-scale stage in the Rongcheng Art Institute, which can accommodate more than 2 people.

Ye Qingyu's concert in half a month's time will be held here.

"Wow, little brother is so handsome."

A girl in a black tight-fitting dance dress brightened her eyes, ran over and asked, "Brother, what major are you in?"

"what?"

The girl froze for a moment, then took a serious look at Su Qingyu's face, and said, "You look familiar."

"I remember."

The girl clapped her hands and said in surprise, "You are the senior who graduated from Rongda University at the airport that day."

Su Qingyu was stunned for a moment, and also remembered the young ladies from Rongyi who met at the airport that day when he went to pick up Ye Zi, and said embarrassingly, "What a coincidence..."

"Unfortunately, our dance practice room is right next door."

She pointed to the large classroom next to her with a smile on her face.

Su Qingyu: "..."

"Why are you here? Didn't you say that you are not from Rongyi?"

The girl stared at Su Qingyu suspiciously.

"My friend is from Rongyi." Su Qingyu replied.

"friend?"

The girl smiled and said, "Girlfriend?"

Su Qingyu: "..."

Am I getting old?Why is it so difficult to communicate with young people?

"Okay, don't fight with your girlfriend, I'm going to dance practice, bye little brother."

The girl ran back to the dance classroom.

After entering the classroom, the classmate next to the girl asked, "How is it, Qiqi, do you want to get that handsome guy on WeChat?"

The girl named Qiqi smiled helplessly and said, "I have a girlfriend."

"Okay, let's rehearse quickly, the concert is about to start in half a month, and we will be dancing for my sister by then, so we must not let her down."

……

Rongyi's playground.

Freshmen in military training uniforms faced the sun, stood in a military posture, and kicked forward.

Even art colleges cannot escape the torture of military training.

What about the leaves?Where are the leaves?let me find it……

Su Qingyu looked around outside the playground.

But everyone was wearing the same clothes. After searching for a while, he gave up.

Then Su Qingyu went to the school canteen to buy a bottle of iced Coke, and went back to the playground.

Not long after, the instructor blew the whistle, and the freshmen ushered in a short break.

After that, in many square teams, the eyes of the freshmen all looked at one place.

That's where the vocal team trains.

At this time, in the middle of the vocal team, several girls surrounded one girl and chirped: "Sister, I love you."

"Sister, I love you too."

"Sister, I'm your fan."

"Sister, let's take a photo together."

……

Ye Qingyu was surrounded with a blank expression, and a group of excited girls could be heard all around her.

She thought it would only be like this on the first day, but she didn't expect that it had been two or three days since the military training, and it was still like this.

At this time, a strong girl stood up and shouted: "Okay, don't worry about it every day."

Everyone shut up honestly.

Dare to be angry but dare not speak.

This girl is grumpy, with a cropped cut, flat chest, white face, a little muscle, and tattoos on her arms. She looks like a man, and her voice is also very neutral. She is the temporary monitor of the vocal music major.

Because of her bad temper, no one dared to provoke her.

She walked up to Ye Qingyu, stared and said, "Isn't it a big star, let me tell you, this is a school, not a place for you to hold a fan meeting."

Hearing this, Ye Qingyu raised her pretty brows and asked, "Excuse me, squad leader Ouyang Nan, what have I said since just now?"

"Yo, you're pretty good at talking, you really deserve to be a big singer."

Ouyang Nan said something strangely, and then continued: "You'd better not put on some celebrity airs in front of me."

After speaking, she turned to leave.

Ye Qingyu felt baffled, why did this person suddenly target her?

However, after being a star for so long, she still has the ability to withstand stress. She doesn't feel wronged by such a small matter, but is a little puzzled.

At this time, a girl next to her lightly poked her, and whispered: "Sister, don't worry about her, I'm in the same high school as her, and she was like this in high school. Like a little bum."

"Is that right?"

Suddenly, the phone in her pants pocket vibrated.