Save the Sick Iceberg Project

When I came out of the basement and returned home, it was already past eight o'clock in the evening.

Rong Xin grabbed the hair tassels on the sofa, thinking about not eating dinner, but he didn't expect to mention the braised chicken just now, and now he was a little hungry again.

The refrigerator in the kitchen was empty except for two bottles of Coke.Rong Xin stood in front of the refrigerator and was silent for two seconds. His stomach that had not been comforted for a day kept screaming, and his stomach began to throb and hurt again. He sighed and closed the refrigerator.

There is a snack street at the entrance of the school. There are all kinds of grilled cold noodles, roasted sweet potatoes, and iron plate barbecues. There are also many small supermarkets next to it.

Rong Xin went to the nearest supermarket and chose a whole wheat bread. When she was checking out, she suddenly heard a familiar voice calling at the door.

"Didn't we discuss it with the Academic Affairs Office last time, saying that the living room in the Qingyuan Building would be used for our outreach department's lectures? Why did you suddenly change your mind?"

Pei Yan came from a distance, and stood at the entrance of the supermarket with his pockets in his pockets, his brows were slightly frowned, and his tone was slightly grave.

Rong Xin looked at him through the glass door of the supermarket, and took it back silently. As the culprit who just blocked the other party, he still didn't want to have a relationship with Pei in this embarrassing situation. Flame face to face.

"Pei Yan, you freshmen don't know," the other party was the director of the academic department of the sophomore. Hearing Pei Yan's tone was unfriendly, his voice changed. "The lectures of the academic department have always been the most important thing in the school. There have been conflicts between lecture time and venues, and the academic department takes the lead.”

"I know that you are a newcomer with three fires, but you have to learn how to behave in the world, right? You let us this time, and we will help you with good resources next time. If you don't know how to adapt, you will suffer in the future. , I am also very familiar with the minister of your external relations department, so don't let me talk to him about this matter."

The corner of Pei Yan's mouth curled into a sarcastic sneer.

It's not like he doesn't know how the academic department is doing these days. The head of the department takes the lead in passive sabotage. He usually doesn't do shit and only knows to follow behind the teachers and the Academic Affairs Office to be courteous. He can't hold a single serious event, and the quality of the academic forum is horribly poor.Now I don't know where to get the lecture, I don't prepare the venue in advance, I deliberately wait for him to come and grab it after everything is packed.

——Dreams, I am used to your stinking problem.

"Senior," Pei Yan's tone remained unchanged, and he even smiled, "The right to use the living room in the Qingyuan Building was obtained after I visited the Academic Affairs Office three times and negotiated several times. The layout of the living room is my responsibility." I led people to work from [-]:[-] p.m. to [-]:[-] p.m. last Tuesday. I have never heard of the fact that the resources I prepared should be handed over to others during the month in the external relations department."

Under the night, his outline was very cold and hard, his eye sockets were sunken under the browbones, his usual enthusiasm disappeared like fire, and he gave people a feeling that he was not easy to mess with from head to toe.

"As far as I know, the lecturer of your academic department invited Professor Wang Mingyu from Curdy University. He was found out for academic fraud in June last year. Don't you know, or did you say that you didn't do the corresponding lecture at all?" Background checks, randomly recruiting people to give lectures just to meet this year's targets?" Pei Yan said.

There was no sound on the other end of the phone.

Rong Xin could hear clearly from inside the glass door, and couldn't help turning his head to look at Pei Yan.

It was a cool autumn night, but Pei Yan was only wearing a black T-shirt. The muscles on his arms were clearly tense. When he was serious, his temperament was different from usual. He was nearly 1.9 meters tall. There is a kind of boldness without anger, and there seems to be a calmness in his bones that is not found in his peers, and there is a dark gangster spirit hidden in it, and there is a fierceness that is not afraid of heaven and earth in his sharp and unruly eyebrows.

Pei Yan raised her eyebrows: "If there are really special circumstances, please come to me with the dean's authorization letter, otherwise my lecture will be mine, and no one will try to snatch it."

The senior was furious: "Pei Yan, you!..."

Pei Yan hung up the phone.

Unexpectedly, Pei Erha would act like a little wolf sometimes, a flash of approval flashed in Rong Xin's eyes.

He put on his hat, picked up the bread that had been paid for, pushed open the glass door and walked out, bowing his head and passing by Pei Yan.

Pei Yan smartly put her phone into her trouser pocket, propped it against the glass door, and was about to go in to buy a bottle of Ice Sprite when she suddenly paused.

"Yo!" Pei Yan turned around abruptly, grabbed the corner of someone's clothes who were tightly covered and walked fast, and raised the corners of her mouth: "Xiao Xinxin!"

Rong Xin: "..."

Two minutes later, Pei Yan happily walked side by side with Rong Xin, whose face was full of black lines.

"Tell me about you, just eat a piece of bread at night, isn't that intentional to make me feel bad?" Pei Yan lowered her voice and said dotingly, "Wearing a hoodie and a hat makes you think I won't recognize you? You really are You underestimated me too much."

Rong Xin: "Speak well to me!"

Pei Yan cleared her throat regretfully, discarded the "sexy" bubbly sound, and resumed her normal slightly lowered magnetic voice: "You didn't eat much at noon, you should have some hot porridge at night."

"There's no more rice at home." Rong Xin told the truth. He looked at Pei Yan out of the corner of his eye, and felt that it might be an illusion that he saw him bravely confronting his senior just now. It's still an evil spirit.

Erha looked distressed: "Why don't you buy rice, is it because you can't carry it?"

Little Bingshan, who can't lift his shoulders or lift his hands, is really pitiful. He is indeed weaker than Sister Lin. If he hadn't met him, he would starve to death in two days.

"It's okay, don't worry, I'll buy you two bags and send them up tomorrow night." Pei Yan comforted him, and took out his phone, "Come on, add a new friend, and send me your home address. "

Rong Xin's fists were clenched, and he forcibly restrained the urge to smash Pei Yan's dog's head in the street, and walked forward quickly.

"Oh, don't be angry, you think I'm late, don't you?" Pei Yan immediately chased after him with long legs, "It's not my fault, I have to call Hongcheng Group tomorrow afternoon to get out, wait After calling, I will send it to you immediately..."

Rong Xin's footsteps stopped suddenly, and he turned to look at Pei Yan: "You want to get Hongcheng Group's outreach?"

Under the moonlight, his fair face seemed to be bloodless, and his jet-black eyes seemed to be black holes that swallowed everything up, unable to reveal a ray of light.

Pei Yan did not doubt that he was there, and smiled and showed him the phone book: "Yes, the supervisor I will contact tomorrow is named Tan. If I say big companies are troublesome, everything has to be reported layer by layer. All I contacted were small managers who couldn't talk, and this Supervisor Tan is the highest level I have come into contact with so far, so maybe I can get in touch with Zhao Cheng himself through him."

Rong Xin's eyes fell on the note name of "Tan Hu of Hongcheng Group", and his pupils shrank instantly.

"If the talk goes well tomorrow, we may have to have an interview later." Pei Yan said that he now has a general direction in his mind about the method of persuading the Hongcheng Group, and the chance of success in the interview may be even greater.

Rong Xin looked away, not caring much: "The goal of your external relations department is quite high. Hongcheng Group is the largest comprehensive enterprise in the alliance, and Zhao Cheng himself has a lot of opportunities every day. I'm afraid it will be difficult to recruit."

"If you don't try it, how will you know if it will work? If you just muddle along like the last student union, then the Hope University student union will be doomed." Pei Yan smiled with his hands crossed behind his head.

Rong Xin glanced at him.

"Don't think I'm cynical," Pei Yan gently grabbed Rong Xin's arm and pulled him inside, away from the road. "The highest authority on campus is full of smog, so how can the school atmosphere be good? The students will also enter the society in the future, if they copy the way of the student union, what will this society be like. Maybe most people don’t care, but I still want to try to change..."

As if feeling that she had said too much, Pei Yan resumed her usual smirk, and looked down at Rong Xin:

"How about it, isn't this ideal very lofty?"

The flowers in the greenhouse, the rumored second generation, could have enjoyed the idle university life without any thought, but they plunged into the big dye vat of the student union without hesitation, and tried to revive a pool of stagnant water.

This person seems to be different from what he imagined.

Pedestrians pass by in the busy streets, and the lights of the city at night flicker alternately.

Rong Xin looked up at Pei Yan's handsome and clear face, his deep pupils seemed to be unable to see the bottom at a glance, so he gave a soft "um".

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In the next few days, Pei Yan was pleasantly surprised to find that Rong Xin seemed to treat him better. First, he pulled his friend out of the blacklist, and within two days, he asked him to meet downstairs in the dormitory, and delivered the dry-cleaned coat in person. In his hands, before leaving, he took the initiative to chat with him about the association.

"How is your outreach? Has the manager of Hongcheng Group agreed to convey the intention of inviting Zhao Cheng for you?"

Rong Xin was sitting on a bench under the shade of a tree, like a cat just waking up in the afternoon, with his black eyes half-closed to the sun, his posture was indifferent and lazy.

Pei Yan put her arms around his neck, showing the exclusive coquettish smile when facing Rong Xin: "I care so much about me, I'm worried before I even pass the door... Awww!"

Rong Xin grabbed the flesh around his waist and twisted it hard.

Pei Yan screamed and fled away, and after a while she couldn't help but grinned and leaned over to sit down: "Little Xinxin, you are so cruel! Pan Jinlian knew to be gentle and considerate when giving Wu Dalang and poison, why are you... ..."

Rong Xin glared at him, and Pei Yan was stared at by those beautiful sharp eyes, and immediately became honest.

Not only is he honest, but his bones are crisp.

These days, he and Rong Xin are getting more and more familiar, and Rong Xin seems to have gradually relaxed his guard against him. Most of the time, he is no longer frosty. Let Pei Yan feel the "warmth of autumn" as before.

Pei Yan enjoys it, even a little bit of fun, and sometimes teases Rong Xin deliberately, just to change his look when he becomes angry from embarrassment.

Pei Yan felt that he was really crazy. He was like opening Pandora's box, only to find that there was no legendary deadly plague in this box, only endless treasures that fascinated people.

And this treasure box belongs to him alone, no one else knows about it.

This feeling of exclusiveness was very comfortable, and it made him almost dreamy several times. Pei Yan vaguely felt that he was not satisfied with being friends with Rong Xin, but whenever he thought of the word "homosexual", goosebumps all over his body. Knocks him back instantly.

Maybe it's just the male's possessiveness, Pei Yan convinced himself that it's good to keep the current state.

"The chat with Hongcheng is not bad, and we plan to meet next week." Pei Yan became a little more serious, "Actually, it is almost impossible to directly invite Zhao Cheng, so I plan to use a roundabout tactic, and first talk to the Hongcheng Group. The head of the department talks about cooperation and holds a mutually beneficial event."

Rong Xin caught a falling maple leaf: "What activity."

Pei Yan smiled mysteriously: "I plan to do a competitive event like a debate competition, pk system, and the student who wins the top prize in the end can directly get the opportunity to go to the Hongcheng headquarters for an internship. The Hongcheng Group can get attention from this matter You can take this opportunity to promote your brand.”

Rong Xin didn't show his approval. He rolled the leaf stalk of the maple leaf with his fingertips and said bluntly: "The idea is good, but Hongcheng Group spends millions of dollars in advertising every quarter. The debate will only increase Hongcheng Group's attention. The exposure among students, although they intend to develop an independent e-commerce platform for young people, but the publicity effect brought by the debate is too small, I don’t think it can impress them.”

Pei Yan sat back and raised the corners of her mouth: "What if I said I would broadcast live."

Rong Xin paused with his fingers and raised his eyebrows.

"What if it's not just a game in Hope University, but a game in the entire league." Pei Yan bent down, put her tight elbows on her knees and looked at Rong Xin, the smile on the corner of her mouth deepened, " I have initially greeted the student union of Soros University, and will contact all the top five institutions in the future.”

The expression on Rong Xin's face changed slightly.

Under the sunlight, the boy's handsome and well-defined face was particularly dazzling, like a piece of gold, shining from the inside out.

"The day after tomorrow, I will start contacting the major TV stations and media in the league. Rong Xin, I am doing this competition not just to create a cooperative relationship with Hongcheng Group, but to make this competition a talent competition that can have an impact on the entire league. Even if I graduate in the future, this project can become the signature event of Hope University and continue forever." Pei Yan said.

He leaned over to the right and bumped Rong Xin meanly with his elbow: "Quickly praise me."

Rong Xin finally smiled slightly, and put the maple leaf on Pei Yan's head: "It's okay."

"What do you mean?" Pei Yan was fascinated by that beautiful smile, took off the maple leaf on his head and held it in his hand, and bumped into him reluctantly, "Isn't it so handsome, you can't wait for him to be handsome Promise yourself?"

Rong Xin stepped on him dumbfounded, carrying his schoolbag on one shoulder and walking towards the distant library:

"Do your spring and autumn daydreams, I'm leaving."

"Then this will be your token of love for me!" Pei Yan idly put it in her pocket, staring at his back, waving the little maple leaf desperately behind him.

Rong Xin Youran's pace immediately quickened.

"Remember to cheer for me at the basketball game tomorrow night! Otherwise, there will be no coupons for braised chicken!"

Pei Yanxiao's abdominal muscles were trembling. Seeing Rong Xin disappearing into the distance, she turned around with a smile on her lips, took a deep breath of the fragrance of the leaves, turned and walked towards the dormitory building.

On the second floor of the dormitory, Xie Zhiyuan stood by the window for an unknown amount of time, watching Pei Yan's jumping back disappear from sight, and the thin mirrors reflected a cold dark color.

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