Falling in love with Ome

Chapter 53: Eat the Sunflower Seeds

After the club's spring recruitment ended, many clubs chose to interview the newcomers who came in these two days.

When recruiting people, I said nicely, oh my junior, I saw that you are suitable for our club, and the opening of the interview was a question of why you want to join our club.

Except for some large clubs, the school does not have a fixed classroom for club activities. Every time you want to use a classroom, you have to apply. Many small clubs often use the cafeteria as an activity venue.

Although the web agency is shabby, Yun Shuqian also applied to the classroom for interviews. After all, it is impossible to invite newcomers to the cafeteria for interviews from the very beginning.

Song Jiamu inquired about the situation, and walked around from the second floor. In the almost lit classroom, other clubs were conducting interviews.

Compared with the excitement of the autumn recruiting, the spring recruiting is a bit deserted, and the interview situation of each club is also different, the drought dies, and the waterlogging dies.

Like some popular clubs, there are more than a dozen people sitting in the classroom. During the interview, they introduce themselves, ask and answer questions, seniors and sisters sit under the stage, and there are slightly nervous newcomers on the stage.

And like some relatively unpopular clubs, the classrooms are a bit empty, and there are very few newcomers for interviews, so that there are more interviewers than newcomers.

Song Jiamu stood at the window and looked into his classroom curiously while knocking the melon seeds.

In the end, it was mistaken for an interview, and a sophomore senior ran out excitedly.

"Student, are you here for an interview?"

"Huh? I'll just take a look."

"Don't look, come in quickly, we welcome you in the Walking Club!"

"...I didn't sign up, what does your walking club do?"

"Let's take a walk together! If the female members allow, you can hold hands! Come on, come on, if you are a classmate, there will be many school girls who are willing to take a walk with you hand in hand!"

"What if not?"

"Look how I am..."

"..."

It sounded interesting, and Song Jiamu was almost pulled in for an interview.

Thinking that Yun Shuqian was still waiting for him in the classroom, if she knew that he had defected to the Walking Club and held hands with his senior sister, she would probably strangle him to death.

Hastily rejecting the senior sister's invitation, Song Jiamu left the second floor and went up to the third floor.

There are also some associations on the third floor who are interviewing, but it is more deserted than the second floor.

The classroom lights in 302 were on. Song Jiamu didn't even notice that there was anyone in the classroom when he walked past the window. If someone walked by, he probably wouldn't have guessed that half of the people from a certain club were hidden in it, right?

Walking to the front door, Song Jiamu saw Yun Shuqian sitting in the first row.

The little girl was sitting on a chair reading a book, quietly like a study room.

Hearing the movement, she looked up at the door, then looked at the time, said nothing, as if discouraged, she changed from sitting to lying down, and continued to read.

"You came so early?"

"As an interviewer, not being late is a form of respect."

"I think the same as you, so I'm not late." Song Jiamu quickly made friends.

07 minutes to 30:2.

Yun Shuqian really couldn't find anything to criticize, so she gave him a blank look.

Song Jiamu sat down next to her, and they were next to each other.

There is no one else now, and Yun Shuqian didn't drive him away either.

I feel warmer when I'm with him.

She looked a little depressed, lying on the table with her chin on her arm, and glanced at the door of the classroom from time to time.

As long as she heard voices or footsteps, she would change from lying down to sitting upright.

It's just that the passers-by didn't knock on the door, didn't look inside, and walked away, so she pouted again, and lay down again, with her short legs shrunk up, stepping on the horizontal bars of the chair.

The soft hair was scattered on her shoulders, and Song Jiamu beside her could catch the gentle and soft breath of a girl in the air.

"I bought something to eat."

Song Jiamu took out the snacks in his hand, handed her the yogurt, took out the box of strawberries, and put the opened melon seeds on the table.

"It's an interview now, student Song Jiamu, you should pay more attention."

"sorry."

Song Jiamu put the snacks in the drawer.

07:30 now.

The appointed time for the interview has arrived, and both of them sat upright. Even Song Jiamu took out a book and pretended to write and draw pictures, intending to give the newcomer the impression that the senior is very busy.

Yun Shuqian looked at the door more frequently, but unfortunately, let alone someone coming, even the footsteps became less and less.

Seven forty.

Song Jiamu took out the snack again, and lightly poked the girl's soft arm.

"Oh, I don't eat..."

"No, I mean, can I eat it myself?"

"...Eat, eat."

The classroom was quiet, and Song Jiamu's voice of opening the strawberry plastic box was loud.

Yun Shuqian looked back at him.

He lightened his movements, opened it bit by bit, and then lifted the lid of the yogurt. He took a strawberry, dipped it in the yogurt cup, put it in his mouth and ate it deliciously.

Then, there was the sound of cracking melon seeds.

Yun Shuqian looked back at him again.

He didn't dare to chew with his mouth anymore, he held the small melon seeds with his thumb and forefinger, and peeled them slowly one by one.

Let me declare first, this is not because I am afraid of her, this is a man who knows the current affairs is a hero, this woman is obviously in a bad mood now, only a fool will get into trouble.

Song Jiamu's peeled melon seeds were placed on a paper towel, and soon there was a small handful. He planned to save a large handful and eat it in one bite. It would be very satisfying.

Seven fifty.

Twenty minutes have passed since the scheduled interview time.

Yun Shuqian didn't look at the door anymore, she took out the form, there were about twelve applicants on it, seven of them could not be notified in advance, she took out her mobile phone, and called the remaining five.

"Hey?"

"Hello, is this classmate Chen Daiman? I'm from the Internet Literature Society. I made an appointment for an interview at 07:30 today. Are you here now?"

"Ah...Sorry, I suddenly couldn't go because of something, I forgot to tell you, I'm sorry."

After hanging up the phone, Yun Shuqian crossed out the other party's name.

"Why don't you make a new appointment with her?" Song Jiamu asked while peeling melon seeds, obviously she seemed to need a newcomer very much.

"Although we are short of people, we don't want everyone. It's my job to call and ask. If she really doesn't want to come, let it go."

"Well, there are principles, I like it."

Yun Shu looked at him lightly.

Song Jiamu explained: "I mean, I'm also a very principled person."

Yun Shuqian continued to call the remaining four people and asked them one by one why they didn't come. One of them said that he forgot and wanted to come now, but she also refused, and directly checked the interview failure after the name. .

"The way is different, don't conspire with each other!" Yun Shuqian said.

"It seems that in the school of Nuo University, you and I are the only ones who have discernment." Song Jiamu said principledly.

"Your words... just force it."

Compared with the little depression of not being able to recruit people, it would be a big depression if all the messy people were brought in.

After finishing the interview, Yun Shuqian felt relaxed all over. She crossed her fingers and stretched her palms outwards, stretching her delicate body like a small peach tree. It looked like her chest had a lovely outline?

"I'm hungry!"

"There are strawberries here, it's delicious dipped in yogurt, do you think my pile of melon seeds look like... Hey, hey, hey?!"

Song Jiamu was about to show off his pile of peeled melon seeds, but Yun Shuqian took it over and ate them all in one bite.

Look at his face full of pain, beating his chest and stamping his feet.

Chewing the delicious and satisfying melon seeds, the girl narrowed her eyes with joy.

Hmph, it’s not enough for me to dazzle~
(End of this chapter)