The superstar is here

Chapter 229 Wasting My Life

The second day after Guan Tongtong was interviewed by Youzhou TV station.

Chen Zi'ang and his class had just finished class, when the head of the school's literature and art department came to the door of the classroom.

Chen Ziang and his roommate packed up their textbooks, and as soon as they came out, the Minister of Literature and Art came up to stop Chen Ziang.

"Zi'ang, Hu Haiquan wants to see you in the student union conference room." Looking at Chen Zi'ang, He Xueling's complexion was a little complicated.

Hu Haiquan, Chairman of the Tsinghua Student Union.

Chen Ziang came here with great ambitions, but after being elected as the vice-chairman of the student union, he remained silent and no longer participated in the work of the student union.

He first entered the school's literature and art department, and then he was qualified to run for the vice chairman of the student union.

But after the election, he was unsuccessful and proposed to withdraw from the Ministry of Literature and Art, but He Xueling didn't agree, and told him to do nothing, just make a name for himself.

Chen Ziang originally wanted to insist, but He Xueling said that quitting the student union in this way would affect joining the party.

Some roads, once set foot on, it is hard to turn back.

Just like being a soldier, it’s nothing if you don’t go, but if you go to be a deserter, the nature is very bad, and it is a big stain in life.

"Just look for you, why not look for me, I'm just playing the name of an officer now. If I still need to work, I'll quit." Chen Ziang didn't believe that he couldn't join the party because he quit the membership.

He Xueling was a little embarrassed. Chen Ziang was the most popular among the students when he was running for the vice-chairman of the student union.

It's a pity that the teacher doesn't look at popularity, and even thinks that some ghost star is harmful. Just because you are popular in the entertainment circle, it doesn't mean you are also popular in our education circle.

No teacher supports Chen Ziang's election.

The teachers will intervene in the candidates for the ministers of the various departments of the student union, not to mention the chairman and vice-chairman of the student union. The student voting is just a ceremony, and the decision is made by the teachers.

Some students are arrogant and arrogant, and many of them quit after being defeated in the election.

Chen Ziang really felt that he couldn't stay any longer, but He Xueling wanted to keep him.

"He called you to go, and I don't know what he asked you to do." He Xueling said in a low voice.

Chen Ziang smiled and said, "Xue Ling, do you think I will go?"

The Tinder Project was registered at Tsinghua University, and the Ministry of Literature and Art helped at first, but was later called by Hu Haiquan to do other things.

As a result, Chen Ziang had no appeal in the student union, and no department came to help.

There is no other way but to rely on their classes.

He Xueling went back silently.

"Zi'ang, don't bother with them." After He Xueling left, Yang Longsheng sneered.

Ma Yingjie also sneered: "I thought I was really a big shot, and asked you to meet him by name."

Jiang Zhixuan wanted to say something, but she didn't say it. No one was around him.

No one likes to be with someone who keeps giving them the middle finger.

Jiang Zhixuan is also struggling, I really don't mean it, it's just that the middle finger is broken, there is nothing I can do.

In the student council meeting room.

Hu Haiquan was talking about the work of the student union with a few classmates, chatting from time to time, very casually.

"I used to think that Chen Ziang was very beautiful and a star, but now I find it's nothing." A student laughed.

"A star is also a human being, but since he came to our school, I think he has lost his aura, probably because he has gotten closer and is still under our command." Another student also said.

"Hehe, it's normal, distance produces beauty." Hu Haiquan said, what he didn't say was that he didn't care about whether you were a small star or a big star at all.

The system's requirements for resumes are much stricter and more important than those of the outside world.

He Xueling opened the door and came in.

Seeing that He Xueling was alone, Hu Haiquan asked, "Where is he?"

He Xueling shook her head and said, "He said he had something to do and couldn't come." She didn't tell the truth, Chen Ziang wouldn't come even if he had nothing to do.

Hu Haiquan frowned.

The classmate next to him didn't look very good.

Just now he said that he could command Chen Ziang, and if he recruited him, he would come and go, but now he found that this star didn't give him face.

"Isn't there no class, can't come for a while?" A student next to Hu Haiquan was a little upset.

"There are so many things, why do you want to join the student union? Don't you know that the affairs of the student union are very important?" Someone else said with a cold face.

Hu Haiquan didn't complain, and asked He Xueling, "Xueling, do you have his cell phone number?"

"Yes." He Xueling said.

"Give me his cell phone number, and I'll call him personally and ask him to come over for a while." Hu Haiquan said.

He Xueling had no choice but to give Hu Haiquan Chen Ziang's cell phone number.

In Chen Ziang's dormitory, he put down his textbooks, prepared to change his shoes, and went to Peking University to find Guan Tongtong.

After she was interviewed yesterday, the two of them hadn't met each other, they just had a phone call.

Chen Ziang only had one class in the afternoon, and Guan Tongtong had one more class, so she packed up slowly and rushed over. It just so happened that she was about to finish her get out of class soon.

While changing his shoes, Chen Ziang's cell phone rang.

Take your phone off the bed and check it out.

It's an unfamiliar number, from Youzhou.

After Chen Ziang came here, he received many unfamiliar numbers from his classmates and got used to it.

No longer worrying that it was Guan's mother's phone call, even if it was Guan's mother's, he still had confidence, and he would no longer be as anxious as before.

"Hello, hello." Chen Ziang answered the phone.

"Hello, is this Chen Ziang?" The voice over there was very strange.

Chen Ziang was puzzled: "Yes, who are you?"

"Chen Ziang, I'm Hu Haiquan." Hu Haiquan smiled over there.

Chen Ziang met Hu Haiquan once, and the voice on the phone was a little different from the reality.

"Hu hi dog?" Chen Ziang was puzzled: "I don't know you."

Hu Haiquan's face darkened, is it real or not?

I don't even know you.

"I... from the student union." Hu Haiquan held back his dissatisfaction and said with a smile.

Chen Ziang also smiled and said: "So you are also from the student union. Which department are you from? I remember that you are not in our literature and art department. Did you join the literature and art department halfway?"

Hu Haiquan's face became even darker. I have already reported my name, but I still don't know who I am. Do I have to reveal my identity as chairman?

"I'm not from the Ministry of Literature and Art." Hu Haiquan said.

Chen Ziang suddenly realized: "Oh, are you my fan? Do you want my autograph? Don't worry, come to our class or dormitory someday when you are free, and I will sign for you. Let me tell you first, I only sign three at a time. One, there are only three good things. Otherwise, everyone will bring a basket of notebooks, and I don’t have to do anything for a day, just sign.”

After Chen Ziang came to Tsinghua University, quite a few students asked for his autograph.

Some people ask their roommates to help, while others come to their class or dormitory in person.

It's not that all those who asked him to sign were his fans, but his fans entrusted their relatives, friends and classmates in Tsinghua University to come and ask him for autographs.

"I'm not your fan, and I'm not looking for your autograph..." Hu Haiquan was a little unhappy.

Chen Ziang was even more upset. Before Hu Haiquan finished speaking, he interrupted: "I'm not a fan, and I don't want my autograph, and you still harass me? Go away! Waste my life."

After speaking, he hung up the phone decisively.

Hu Haiquan was a little confused.

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(End of this chapter)