I am a rich second generation!

Chapter 63 Little Stutter

On the other side, Gu Cheng, after buying the mansion, returned to his idle state.

The time has come to September [-]th, and Jin University has officially started classes for four days. No matter freshmen or old students, it takes a few days to get used to the rhythm of the school. The same is true for Gu Cheng, who checks in according to the class schedule every day.

The school is the epitome of a society, and the students in the ivory tower also show the various life styles of the society.

The news that Gu Cheng is a rich second generation who drives tens of millions of supercars also spread like wildfire. During the four days, almost every day, he could "encounter" a few girls who struck up a conversation, including seniors and juniors. Gu Cheng still enjoyed this kind of treatment, but after a few days, he gradually got used to it.

If the girl you strike up a conversation with is a beautiful woman, you can barely chat a few words.
If it's that kind of ordinary and confident little fairy, Gu Cheng doesn't even have the thought of perfunctory, and just puts on a posture of rejecting people thousands of miles away.

It was the end of summer, but the weather was still hot, especially at noon, and there were hardly a few students going out in Jin University. Since there were no professional classes in the morning, Gu Cheng chose to come to the school at this time.

Just after parking the car and before getting out of the car, I received a call from Yuan Zhen.

As soon as he was connected, he heard his broken voice: "I said, brother Cheng, you old man, have you forgotten the election for the new student union election today? I just asked you to find you, but your class The classmate said that you didn't come to class at all in the morning!"

Hearing Yuan Zhen's excited voice, Gu Cheng fell silent for a moment.
He really forgot about this so-called general election.

"You don't really forget, do you?"

"I just got to school."

Hearing Gu Cheng acquiesce, Yuan Zhen on the other side also touched his head, the master really forgot his feelings.

"Just come, the school has already said, this election will be simple, each department will vote internally, and then just send the resume to the Youth League Committee for approval.

Internal voting at 1 o'clock, I am helping you vote now, don't forget it again. "

Hearing this, Gu Cheng also hung up the phone directly.

Yuan Zhen on the other end of the phone was stunned when he heard the busy tone on the phone.
自己
Is this disgusting?

For Gu Cheng's position as a minister, he has been working backwards and forwards, and he is more concerned about running for the vice president than himself, but in the end he was disgusted, and Yuan Zhen couldn't bear it!
Just when he was about to let go of the pick and quit, he suddenly remembered that Gu Cheng had promised him to bring his girls to his mansion for a party. Yuan Zhen immediately calmed down. He had already promised several girls to take them to a villa party. For this reason he was not allowed to go.
Didn't he just become a braggart?

"Small intolerance leads to chaos and big schemes. For the sake of sleeping together with the big ones, now is not the time to put down your picks."

Muttering softly, Yuan Zhen continued to win votes for Gu Cheng in the group of the Outreach Department.

Even he himself didn't know that during this period of getting along with Gu Cheng, he had subtly lowered his stance.

But it's also normal. The level of the rich second generation is not compared to who has a deep background or who is richer. What else can be compared?
For now, what Gu Chengming showed on his face is enough to crush him.

On the other side, Gu Cheng raised his left hand and looked at his watch. It was only half past twelve, and there was still more than half an hour until one o'clock, so he was not in a hurry.

As soon as he got out of the car, the venomous sunlight instantly shone all over his body, and there was a trace of sweat on his forehead, and even his mouthpiece felt a little dry.

Looking at the basic laboratory building not far away, Gu Cheng remembered that there was an unmanned supermarket there, so he walked over there.

The air conditioner blows too much, and the short distance of a few hundred meters is like being thrown into the alchemy furnace of the Taishang Laojun. When I walked to the unmanned supermarket, I saw "Machine failure, temporary failure" posted on the transparent glass door. For the first time, Gu Cheng knew what it was like to have a mental breakdown.
Suddenly, there was a sound of water flowing from the water intake nearby, and Gu Cheng turned his head to look.

A girl with a height of about 1.6 meters is crawling in front of the faucet, holding a light brown cup to drink the tap water.
The high temperature was close to [-] degrees, and the girl still wore long trousers and long sleeves. There were two white lines on the sides of the dark blue sweatpants. Looking at the appearance of the sweatpants, Gu Cheng suddenly remembered his high school uniform.
It wasn't until the girl took the water and changed her posture that Gu Cheng saw the school badge on her thigh.
"Pingshan County No. [-] Middle School"

As Gu Cheng read it softly, he realized that the girl was really wearing a pair of school pants.

Looking at that not-beautiful but extremely delicate face, Gu Cheng seemed to remember where he had seen her before.

After recalling it for a few seconds, he realized that this was the stuttering girl who added WeChat when the outreach department was blocked that day?

Song Qingwei didn't realize that anyone was looking at her, but found a shady place with a calm face, put the two cups of cold drinks aside, tore open a piece of bread that cost one yuan each, and swallowed it in small mouthfuls with the freshly connected tap water with.

A gust of wind suddenly blew up in the sultry weather, gently blowing the broken hair between her eyebrows.

Gu Cheng just looked at her quietly like this, a little puzzled, why didn't drink the cold drink, instead went to pick up the tap water?

From all the details of Song Qingwei's performance, Gu Cheng could tell that this was a girl from a poor family, but her curiosity still couldn't be restrained.

Immediately, Gu Cheng took steps and stood directly in front of her.

The shards of sunlight that had penetrated through the shade of the tree were strictly blocked by Gu Cheng, and Song Qingwei, who was nibbling bread, couldn't help but raise her head, meeting Gu Cheng's clear eyes.

"Xuexue. Good morning, senior."

Obviously, Song Qingwei's memory is better than Gu Cheng's, and she still remembers him.

Hearing her still stammering words, Gu Cheng couldn't help but want to laugh, and immediately sat beside her regardless of whether it was dirty or not.

As soon as he sat down, Gu Cheng clearly felt her body tremble unnaturally, and then moved to the other side.

Even in his previous life, he had never met such a sensitive and shy girl, who stammered when talking to others, and there was half a body between the two of them, as if there were some germs on Gu Cheng's body, and he wanted to escape directly .

Gu Cheng's sudden approach made Song Qingwei feel uncomfortable all over. Just when she was about to get up and leave, the person sitting by the side pounced on her. Song Qingwei subconsciously protected the remaining bread in her hand, and tightly closed her eyes.
A few seconds later, Song Qingwei opened her eyes when she heard a "pop" sound, just in time to see Gu Cheng insert the straw into the cold drink and bring it to her mouth.

"This is mine!"

Song Qingwei glanced innocently at the cold drink that only had one cup left, and then couldn't help but amplify her voice and speak towards Gu Cheng. Although the voice was amplified, it was actually very soft.

"I know it's yours. Isn't this unmanned supermarket closed? Get a drink."

"Cocoa, I want to... bring it to my friends."

Gu Cheng played a rogue, shrugged his shoulders, and still sucked happily.

Seeing Gu Cheng's scoundrel expression, Song Qingwei lowered her head, couldn't help puffing her cheeks, pursed her lips lightly, but didn't dare to say anything.
I could only silently pack up the plastic bag next to me and prepare to leave.

Gu Cheng took in the whole look of being wronged and made a fool of himself.

Gu Cheng suppressed his smile, stood up and stopped Song Qingwei who was about to leave, and asked, "What's your name?"

Song Qingwei looked at the handsome but extremely annoying face in front of her, and was slightly silent, as if she didn't want to tell him.

I don't know how long she had been struggling in the bottom of her heart. After a few seconds, she lowered her head and said softly: "Song Song Qingwei."

At this moment, Gu Cheng discovered that Song Qingwei didn't seem to be stuttering because of shyness, but was originally a stutterer?
So he wondered: "Have you always talked like this?"

Hearing Gu Cheng's question, Song Qingwei lowered her head, nodded slightly, then walked around Gu Cheng and walked towards the sun.

Seeing the thin and weak figure walking away, Gu Cheng took out a hundred-yuan bill from his wallet, hurried up, and put the money directly into her hand.

"My name is Gu Cheng, and this money is for me to buy cold drinks from you."

"Let's go, little stammer."

After finishing speaking, he showed his original foolish appearance, took a cold drink, and walked towards the external relations department.

When Song Qingwei, who seemed to be slow in reacting, took the money and turned her head, Gu Cheng had already walked away, leaving only a dazed figure watching Gu Cheng go away.

The cicadas chirping at the end of summer is just in time.

(End of this chapter)