100 ways to be a scumbag boss

The dean frowned.

Cheng Shiqiu's family was in good condition, and he was very proud of himself. He was good at studying, and he could also play the piano, which brought him a lot of glory for the school.

His words still carry a lot of weight, even if the director knows he may be talking nonsense...

"Well, let's go."

Jin Huan glanced at Cheng Shiqiu in surprise.

Is this person so good at talking?

However, if you can run, run as fast as you can, dragging Tang Qingyun all the way back to the dormitory!

After lights out at around 11 o'clock

She was nestled under the quilt playing games, and her phone was vibrating with a song.

After finally holding on until the end, she opened the chat software and took a look. It turned out that everyone was welcoming new classmates in the group.

Qin Wan's family is really powerful. It's already the second semester of the third year of high school, so he sent it in as soon as he was told!

Rich and powerful!

Although everyone in the class had some opinions about what happened at noon, in an international school of this nature, everyone came here mainly for socializing.

He won't really be angry with Qin Ye or anything.

Everyone kept saying @him here and there.

It's a pity that this man is very arrogant. It would be great if he can join the class group. As for speaking...he blocked the group immediately.

However, Qin Wan did not exit the interface but clicked into the group member's page.

I have to say that Jinhuan’s account is still easy to find.

Huanhuanzi.

He stayed on the page for a moment, then thought about it before exiting.

......

Jinhuan clicked on the avatar of his new deskmate and took a look.

This person’s online name is Smoke from the Smoke in the Distance

Hmm, what an old-fashioned name, but nothing like his arrogant character!

But she was so arrogant, how could she take the initiative to add a little mortal's social account, and decisively clicked on the exit page.

But, don’t wait for her to open the game yet!

Cheng Shiqiu called her.

She didn't want to pick it up at first. After all, it was so late and her teammates were still waiting. But if it weren't for Cheng Shiqiu tonight, her rations might have been confiscated by the dean. Not only that, but she would also be deducted. Teacher Jin will be there tomorrow morning. Will invite her to the office for tea.

Ugh......

After thinking about it, I finally answered the phone.

"Hey?"

"have you slept?"

"not yet."

"Can you go downstairs? I got something for you."

"Me." She subconsciously wanted to refuse, but the words changed to "good" again.

It's cold now, and the central air conditioner in the house is turned on, so I don't feel anything. But as soon as I open the door, the cold wind blowing from the corridor can wake me up instantly!

She was wearing pajamas underneath and a thick down jacket outside. When her head appeared downstairs, Cheng Shiqiu was standing under the huge maple tree.

He has a slender figure, and from behind, he seems to have lost a lot of his childishness in the past six months, and has gained a vague sense of stability and maturity.

He heard footsteps and turned slightly.

When his eyes fell on her, the original cold feeling of alienation suddenly dissipated a lot, and the corners of his eyes and eyebrows were filled with tenderness.

"Huanhuan."

"Ah."

"Your grilled corn."

He handed her a tightly wrapped thermal bag. His fingers were very long and beautiful, and he exerted a slight force on it, which was indescribably sexy.

Jinhuan was stunned for a moment, and then took the things. I don't know why, but I always felt that I liked him very much at this moment.

Not because he brought back the roasted corn he had left behind, but because he felt that the gentleness of moistening things was somewhat touching.

"Thank you."

"Okay, go back quickly, it's a bit cold outside."

"it is good."

Jinhuan turned around and ran towards the dormitory building holding the thermal bag. Suddenly she stopped and turned around.

As expected, Cheng Shiqiu hadn't left yet, so he stood under the bare maple tree and looked at her.

The little girl raised her lips and called him softly: "Cheng Shiqiu!"