A defeated under the pomegranate skirt

In the brightly lit room, three or four teenagers are forming a semi-circle around the table, leaning slightly, staring at the countertop intently, even unconsciously slowing down the breath in each other's noses, as if quietly observing What.

Suddenly, there was a crashing sound in the room where the sound of the needle falling was heard.

A white billiard ball lightly hit the top edge of the upper triangular billiard ball, and the hit red ball fell along an arc to the right bank and knocked away the target ball. Ball bag.

When they thought it was over, the rolling red ball moved slowly along the table until it lightly touched the target brown ball on the table.

"Pretty!"

Everyone present looked at the brown ball that fell into the bag, and jumped with joy. I don't know who cheered, maybe all of them.

After the cheers, Fan Jianren sighed, "Boss, your skills are getting better and better." There was both admiration and envy.

Han Shuyao seemed to hear his disappointment, and looked up at him while rubbing the tip of the club with fine powder, "I remember your basketball is also good."

That's right, Fan Jianren was instantly happy after hearing her words, and turned to the others and said, "Hey, give me money, give me money"

Just when Han Shuyao was wondering what money to give, Fan Jianren said triumphantly, I won the bet.

"Standard Chinese snooker, who can play at the level of our boss, I say she will definitely not only hit one ball." If Fan Jianren has a tail, he must be in the sky at this time.

The corners of Han Shuyao's mouth couldn't help twitching a few times when she heard this, she dared to believe that she was a tool to provide them with emotions that could not be bought for gambling.

Seeing them reluctantly handing over money to Fan Jianren, the latter played his rogue tricks familiarly to tickle them.In an instant, they were laughing and making a fuss again, while Han Shuyao turned a blind eye and let them go.

Han Shuyao returned to the table to aim at the red ball after applying the powder. She suddenly felt that something was missing, and swept around the room.

"Where's Hua Zi?" She didn't seem to see him this morning.

Fan Jianren broke free from their siege, poked his head out and said, "Brother Hua said he has something to do these two days, so he won't be with us anymore."

Han Shuyao hit the ball lightly and powerfully, and watched the pink ball fall into the bag with a perfect curve.

"Then what did he say?"

Liu An and the others pushed Fan Jianren back, and turned to answer his boss, "I don't know, he didn't say anything."

Now that he had said hello, Han Shuyao didn't ask any more questions.Instead, I asked about other things, "How is the recruiting going?"

They still unanimously decided to recruit new ones.They thought that it would be good to recruit fresh blood, but now they are more concerned about the people's popularity and ability than joining in the whole before.

In the past two days, the freshmen should also finish their half-month training, and the major clubs are already preparing to recruit new jobs.

Liu An scratched his head, slightly at a loss, "Brother Hua was originally responsible for this."

"so..."

Han Shuyao hummed indifferently, anyway, she just asked casually, "No hurry, let's do the calculation when the time comes."

Fan Jianren came over, maybe he mentioned something he remembered when recruiting new students, "Boss, you said that it has been so long, why haven't you received the school's notice?" Logically speaking, it shouldn't be, the previous posts are piled up on the floor As tall as the Eiffel Tower in Paris.

Han Shuyao was not surprised by this, everyone said the same thing, saying that it is a competition is a competition.The son of one of the three big chaebols in Lodi City is involved, and the Fan family with extraordinary strength is involved. What else is impossible.

She just mentioned this vaguely, "The school will not allow the school's reputation to be damaged."

After all, that person values ​​the academic atmosphere so much.

Fan Jianren and Liu An looked at each other, and let out a sigh of understanding.

"Then our Vice Chairman Su has been busy for a while."

As soon as the words were finished, Han Shuyao's hands shook, and the cue was missed, and the red ball brushed past the target ball.

Han Shuyao stood up straight, and glanced lightly at Fan Jianren.

Recruitment day.

The center of the school square is filled with various colorful tents, and even the surrounding area is covered with strange decorations.There is a sheep's head paper-cut hanging, but the body is in the shape of a dog, and the limbs and paws are painted in vivid colors.

It seems that various associations are also working hard to attract new recruits.

Han Shuyao glanced at it, then withdrew her gaze.

Curious and immature faces lingered back and forth in front of each stall, looking at that one for a while, and stopping back to look at this one for a while. The booming voice was like a crowded vegetable market.

The only booth on the scene that was empty and no one asked was their club.

Han Shuyao walked over to the booth.

A shadow was cast in front of the table, and Fan Jianren thought their booth had finally arrived, and with a standard smile of eight teeth, he raised his head, "Boss? Why is it you?"

The little flames of excitement in his eyes were instantly extinguished.

Han Shuyao sneered, not knowing if he was ironic that no one came to their booth, or he was laughing at Fan Jianren.

"Hearing this tone, do you welcome me?"

Han Shuyao casually glanced at the new flyer on the desktop, and wanted to pick it up to have a look, but Fan Jianren snatched the flyer before Han Shuyao.

How could Han Shuyao let him succeed? She also held the corner of the leaflet. Han Shuyao raised her eyebrows and looked down at Fan Jianren.

"open"

In the end, Fan Jianren couldn't resist the boss's lustful power, and slowly moved his finger away from the paper.

He looked at her cautiously, a bit pitiful and helpless.

The others didn't seem to see it, their eyes flickered back and forth as if looking at the scenery.

Han Shuyao shook the paper to smooth it.

After a while, there were several unknown laughter in the air.

"Who did it?"

Han Shuyao raised the flyer in her hand and asked without emotion.

Welcome all brothers and sisters to join our League Association, not only to eat, drink and have fun, but most importantly, follow our boss and fight! ! !beat! ! !

Learned to exhale out of breath?Are you afraid that there will be no practical operation when we come to our League Association? ! !bring it on!Come and join us in making our dreams come true, Origi!

The most frightening thing is that the word "fighting" is mixed in black, bold and italic, and it takes up half of the face paper.

You can tell whose masterpiece it is.

Han Shuyao took a deep breath calmly, calming down the anger of wanting to tear Fan Jianren apart.

She leaned her hands on the table and asked Fan Jianren, who was buried on his elbow with an ostrich, and asked tentatively, "Your family leaflet did this?"

Fan Jianren raised his head slightly from his arm, peeked at his boss's face, and said weakly, "Isn't it our family?"

"........."

As soon as the words fell, Han Shuyao picked up the remaining leaflets on the table and slapped him on the head.

"Your home!"

Fan Jianren looked at her with his head in his hands, and replied unconvinced, "It's from your family." How well written.

A faint laughter suddenly pierced through the side, soft and melodious, like a snickering breath from the throat.

Still a little familiar.

Han Shuyao turned her head to look, and after seeing the person coming, the hand holding the flyer subconsciously moved behind and sideways to block it.

The tone was cold, "What are you doing here?"

Fan Jianren's eyes lit up when he saw Su Youqing, the school's recognized goddess, and he blurted out a sentence of hello, goddess. After he said it, he realized that his words were quick, and he said, "Hello, vice chairman Su."

Then, he quietly reached behind Han Shuyao, grabbed his sleeve, and said in two voices, "Boss, what are you talking about?"

Han Shuyao didn't play these kindergarten tricks with him, and said directly, "What?"

Su Youqing stood there and looked at the two of them whispering and whispering, and smiled, "Why, you don't welcome me?"

Han Shuyao pushed away the disturbing Fan Jianren, and was overjoyed when he heard the words, and he became quite acquainted after not seeing him for a long time.

"That didn't say you were welcome."

The tone is neither cold nor light.

Fan Jianren was still scratching the back of his head thinking about the meaning of this sentence, Liu An said, "Boss, isn't this a reason?"

"Yeah!" Fan Jianren finally realized what Liu An said, first he disliked his boss, turned his head and patted his chest, and said to Su Youqing, "It's okay, goddess, we welcome you"

Su Youqing smiled at him, and then gave Han Shuyao a smug look, as if to say, look, if you don't welcome me, someone will welcome me.

"By the way, what were you doing just now?" Su Youqing actually saw the leaflet hidden behind Han Shuyao early in the morning.

At this time, his eyes glanced behind her intentionally or unintentionally.

Han Shuyao was still annoyed by the two traitors who had just betrayed her, and was thinking about which area was bigger, so she didn't pay attention to Su Youqing's actions, so she followed her words and replied casually, "Nothing."

The tone was not good, Su Youqing looked at her absent-minded look and thought she was worried that he would find the slip of paper she deliberately hid behind her, only then did she realize that her attention was not on herself at all.

"It seems that President Han really doesn't welcome me."

One second, two seconds.

The scene seemed to be still.

Fan Jianren looked at Han Shuyao who didn't respond, and was afraid that his goddess would be left out. He was so anxious that he pushed her and said something, and Han Shuyao came back to his senses, "What?"

She seemed to hear someone say something next to her ear, but couldn't hear clearly.

Su Youqing stared at her expressionlessly. Although she couldn't see her face clearly, she could really see the disregard for her in her expression!

Su Youqing didn't speak, turned around and walked away lightly.

Han Shuyao looked at Su Youqing's back suddenly leaving inexplicably, and touched the corners of his eyes with his hands.

She seems to have been stared at by her...

Didn't she just not hear a word clearly?

Facing Su Youqing's direction, she raised her chin lightly, tilted her head and asked, "What's wrong with her?"

After Fan Jianren heard her casual and uncaring tone, he sighed heavily, and the tone of his tone was quite resentful.

"Hey, boss, how are you going to find someone in the future?" This is the school's beauty, the goddess in men's hearts, and the most advanced omega.

How many people can't meet and talk to her, you are lucky.

Fan Jianren and Liu An looked at each other and sighed again. Before Han Shuyao could react, the two brothers walked away shoulder to shoulder.

Is this going to heaven?

Han Shuyao lazily opened her eyelids, looked at the directions in which the three of them were going, threw down the list in their hands, picked up their pockets and walked in the other direction.