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Chapter 12 Prom Invitation

"It's okay, but my legs are a little sore."

Just as Qiao Muli moved his feet, a tingling sensation came from the soles of his feet. As soon as his legs softened, his body was about to lean forward.

Fortunately, Pan Zheng quickly helped her stabilize.

"This teacher is too much!" Ding Ran was indignant, and then the corners of his mouth drooped again, "I'm sorry, Mu Li, it would be nice if I stayed and found the book with you."

"It's okay, who would have thought of meeting such an extremely unreasonable teacher." Qiao Muli squeezed Ding Ran's baby fat face, and unexpectedly found that the touch was not bad.

Ding Ran made a gesture to bite her, and she retracted her hand in fright.

"But when we divided the books, Zhengzheng and I confirmed that there are no missing books?"

Tian Zhiyin suddenly interrupted nervously: "Then...well, our department has a temporary notice, so I'll be leaving first."

Pan Zheng looked at her back as she left in a hurry, thoughtful.

"I asked Ah Wen to look for his freshman's high-level math book, anyway, they don't need it now in their sophomore year."

Ah Wen was Pan Zheng's boyfriend in high school, one year older than her, and Pan Zheng took the exam to Western University specially for him.

Qiao Muli smiled gratefully: "Then trouble Zhengzheng."

The first week of classes in the new semester is over, and the weekend without morning exercises and evening self-study is ushered in.

Various departments began to lead the officers to organize activities.

"Sorority ball?"

Hearing Ding Ran's enthusiastic introduction, Qiao Muli replied listlessly: "I'm not interested."

"No, I thought you would be very interested in this matter."

Ding Ran was puzzled. In her perception, Qiao Muli should be keen on dealing with handsome guys, but she would not be interested in this opportunity to meet many handsome guys.

Pan Zheng knew the reason why Qiao Muli was depressed this week.Ever since I watched her wait for the male god to go online that day, she has been so taciturn, maybe she was let go.

"And you think everyone wants to go to this prom?" Pan Zheng turned the pen, resting the pen tip on her chin, and looked at Ding Ran who was suddenly stunned, "Only those who have received the invitation letter can go, after all, there are only so few venues in the school Big, where can all the freshmen be accommodated?"

"I haven't heard of this, does that mean I'm not qualified?" Ding Ran said to himself, the enthusiasm that was originally ignited was extinguished in an instant.

"So this is the invitation letter."

Qiao Muli casually took out a purple-gold card from the gap in the bookshelf.

"I saw it under the door crack when I went back to the dormitory yesterday."

"Since you don't want to go, Mu Li, why not..."

Ding Ran excitedly took the card away, opened it, and his expectant smile froze.

"Is this still a real-name system?"

Pan Zheng hadn't seen the invitation letter either, so she came over to take a look.

"What kind of selection method is this?"

"This kind of large-scale event, there must be an explanation on the forum!" Ding Ran opened the campus forum, and found an explanation related to this ballroom dance in the top post.

"One hundred students will be randomly selected from all freshman lists and an invitation letter will be drawn up. The list will be checked when entering the venue. Impersonation and forged invitation letters will be invalid."

"This is a one-in-a-thousand chance," Pan Zheng exclaimed, "Mu Li, you are really lucky."

But Lucky Koi himself couldn't hold up any interest, and threw the invitation into the trash can wearily.

Ding Ran's eyes widened, and he looked at the purple-gold card surrounded by a pile of waste paper in pain.

"Mu Li, do you know what a great opportunity this is, and you actually threw away the invitation letter?"

Pan Zheng sat back in her seat, and she was more inclined to follow Qiao Muli's thoughts.

"Since Mu Li doesn't want to go to today's dance, it just so happened that Ah Wen said that he would invite everyone in our dormitory to have hot pot. Tonight is a good opportunity."

"Hotpot?" When Ding Ran heard the food, he immediately forgot his attention on the dance party, and asked ambiguously against Pan Zheng, "Can we choose which restaurant?"

"Of course, then this matter is up to you, a gourmet expert, to decide."

Qiao Muli is now like a soulless shell, opening the game mechanically.The picture on the top of the friend list is still gray, and the online time shows 7 days ago.

"Hey, why is Zhiyin not in the dormitory most of the day?"

Ding Ran was about to ask Tian Zhiyin for advice, but found that her bed was empty.

Pan Zheng also glanced at her with very dull eyes, and said without emotion in her voice, "She went out early in the morning, and she didn't know what to do."

The two of them suddenly heard a rustling sound, and they both turned their heads to look at the source of the sound - Qiao Muli was rummaging through the trash can, and finally picked out the purple-gold card.

Ding Ran was startled and said, "Muli?"

"I decided to go to the dance." Qiao Muli slowly took out a piece of paper and wiped his hands, "You can't hang yourself on a tree."

Ding Ran didn't understand what she meant, but Pan Zheng did.

"I'll make another appointment for the hot pot. Remember to come back with good news tonight."

"It just so happens that our external relations department has cooperated with a clothing agency before, and I can help you get in touch."

As Ding Ran spoke, he took out his mobile phone and flipped through the address book.

"Of course, no need, I have a dress."

Qiao Muli lowered his eyelids, and his flat voice did not fluctuate. When he clicked the exit button on the game interface, he paused.

Pan Zheng was a little worried about her state, and told her: "Don't drink too much, send us a message when it's almost over, and I'll go pick you up with Ranran."

She said yes lightly.

Before the party started, Qiao Muli called the driver Liu Wu.

Liu Wu was waiting for her in a secluded corner outside the school.

Qiao Muli frowned when he saw the Rolls-Royce, "Didn't you say you drive a low-key car?"

He wanted to cry, "Miss, the colors of other cars are too conspicuous, but this one is not easy to attract attention."

"Take me to Amanda's."

Liu Wu opened the car door for her, and after she sat down, she told her destination casually.

Along the way, he kept looking at Qiao Muli through the rearview mirror inside the car.

"What are you staring at me for?"

"Sorry miss, I just feel that you are not in a good mood.

Her eyelashes trembled, and her voice was calm: "I'm broken in love."

Liu Wu's pupils trembled, and his hand holding the steering wheel shook.

"Broken... lovelorn? Which ignorant brat hurt Miss's heart?"

Qiao Muli didn't answer, but leaned back, with messy hair sticking to the leather seat, and quietly looked out the window.

Amanda greeted her in surprise when she saw her.

"Which gust of wind brought our beauty Qiao here today?"

"I'm going to a ball today, and I have to look elegant and glamorous," Qiao Muli ignored her warm welcome and sat down on the chair, "I want to overwhelm the audience."

"Hey, with your face and figure, you don't need to dress up to surprise everyone." Amanda smiled flatteringly.

Qiao Muli glanced at her, "Don't talk nonsense, hurry up."

(End of this chapter)