The top-notch movie queen wears books, disguises herself as a man and is handsome all over the world

As soon as they returned to the girls' dormitory, Zhong Ning told Ye Ke about Qin Jingyu, which made her excited.

"Rich second generation, are you real or fake?" This made roommate Xia Jingjing curious.

Zhong Ning: "Why are you lying to me? It was his driver who drove us back in that multi-million dollar big G just now. This is my first time riding in a big G."

Luo Linxia looked at the cakes in the bag and said: "The cakes and pastries of the Fuchunlin family, even if they are not the second generation of rich people, the family is definitely not ordinary people."

She saw the girl with the pen yesterday.

He teased: "Ye Ke, you found a treasure this time."

Ye Ke was embarrassed by their teasing, "Oh, don't think about it that way, in case he just wants to thank me for helping him borrow books."

How embarrassing it would be if you were just being sentimental.

Zhong Ning touched his chin and analyzed, "I think that although he has good looks and height, he is a bit of a nerd when it comes to studying."

Xia Jingjing: "They deliver milk tea, fruits and pastries, and also ask the driver to take people back to the dormitory. No matter how I look at it, I think it's funny. Anyway, our Keke also wants to be good-looking, cute and adorable. What are you afraid of? Just go ahead."

Luo Linxia said: "I am from a foreign school and my family still has money. To be honest, I know a lot of rich second-generation people in the Imperial City. Keke is too simple. I'm afraid you can't play with her."

Ye Ke: "Really?"

"Who said there are no good people from the rich second generation in Imperial City?" Xia Jingjing disagreed, "The mathematician Qin Jingyu some time ago was the second generation of a wealthy family in Imperial City. He was handsome and awesome. Don’t overgeneralize.”

Luo Linxia rolled her eyes, "Do you think everyone in the rich second generation of the Imperial City is Qin Shen, and that person named Jing can compare with me, Qin Shen?"

Xia Jingjing stuck out her tongue. She forgot that Luo Linxia was a typical Qin Jingyu career fan.

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After Zhao Xilie sent the two little girls to the dormitory, he drove back to the library. After waiting for a while, he saw that the lights in the library went out. After a while, the cold and thin figure of the young man came out of the library. .

Qin Jingyu sneezed twice hard.

Zhao Xilie quickly took the paper, "You don't have a cold, do you?"

He was still worried about what happened last time, fearing that something might happen to the young man's body again.

Qin Jingyu waved his hand, "No."

Did it feel like someone was scolding her behind her back?

Zhao Xilie: "I have done everything you told me in advance and sent the two girls back to the dormitory."

She nodded upon hearing this.

He asked Zhao Xilie to arrange these, and Ye Ke helped her. She asked Zhao Xilie to buy fruits and pastries that little girls liked and brought them back to the dormitory for Ye Ke to express her gratitude to the girls.

While driving, Zhao Xilie said cheerfully: "I saw that the girl with round eyes is good-looking, has a cute face, and speaks politely. She should be very popular in school, and she would be a good match to stand with you." …”

As he spoke, he looked in the rearview mirror and saw that Qin Jingyu had closed his eyes and wondered if he had fallen asleep.

Zhao Xilie took a look.

Does this mean people are shy? ?

Hey hey hey! !

Qin Jingyu: "..."

She closed her eyes, simply not wanting to listen to Zhao Xilie's gossip. After all, he didn't believe her even if she explained to him that she didn't mean that.

It's better now, I don't gossip, and I've already imagined eight dramas in my mind.

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After the embarrassment of eating instant noodles and oden last night, Zhao Xilie secretly vowed that he must show off his skills tonight and not let the people at the Institute of Mathematics know that he bought junk food for the young mathematicians.

As soon as she got home, Qin Jingyu smelled the aroma wafting from the kitchen. She said in surprise: "Uncle Zhao, when did you make soup?"

Zhao Xilie was also confused, "I didn't."

Suddenly he remembered something, "Well, in the afternoon, Assistant Yi brought an aunt over and filled the refrigerator with large and small bags of vegetables."

During the day, after he sent Qin Jingyu to school, he really planned to buy some kitchen utensils and vegetables, but before he could go out, Yi Zheng came to the door with someone.

Not only was the refrigerator full, but all the kitchen utensils, pots and bowls were also put in place.

Assistant Yi's execution ability is so strong, he still has to learn.

Zhao Xilie said in surprise: "Isn't it Assistant Yi and the others who cooked it?"

When Qin Jingyu heard this, he had a rough guess in his mind. After all, there would be no one else except the aunt Yi Zheng brought. As for who asked him to bring it, it was self-evident.

"Now that everything is done, Uncle Zhao, you won't be busy tonight."

She knew that Zhao Xilie planned to come back at night to show off his skills and make late-night snacks for her, but she didn't expect that someone would get there first.

Zhao Xilie: "It seems that I can only wait until tomorrow to show off my skills."

He walked to the kitchen, opened the pot and the aroma became even stronger, "It's pigeon soup, it's just right for the brain, it's quite considerate."

Qin Jingyu: "..."

Zhao Xilie brought two bowls over. Qin Jingyu smelled the aroma and rarely entered the study room immediately, but sat down at the dining table.

She didn't know whether it was because she hadn't eaten well in the past two days, or whether the bread she ate at dinner was too bland, but she actually felt like she was alive.

Why do you want to cry?

Zhao Xilie also showed off his cards, "Okay, I admit, this is indeed better than me."

While Qin Jingyu was drinking soup, he took his cell phone and planned to send a message to Bo Hanting. When he clicked on the chat box, he backed out and found Yi Zheng's chat box.

Click a few times in the chat box to edit and send.

[Uncle Yi, Uncle Zhao said your pigeon soup is better than his. 】

Yi Zheng, who was about to go to bed in the middle of the night, saw the message and quickly forwarded it to his boss.

[Mr. Bo, Master Jingyu said that he likes pigeon soup very much. 】

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After sending the message, she threw her phone aside and drank two bowls of soup. She felt her stomach was a little full before she gave up.

"Uncle Zhao, please clean up. I'm going to the study." She stood up and said.

Zhao Xilie: "Okay, leave the rest to me, you don't have to worry."

As soon as Qin Jingyu entered the study room with his cell phone, someone called him.

Seeing this, she raised her eyebrows slightly.