Xia Shuo swagger

Chapter 70 Majors
For a long time, Huaijiang University has always followed an unwritten rule:
The "foundation building" courses for all majors must be personally undertaken by the academic leaders of each college.

Accounting is the soul of the accounting profession.

The important task of speaking for freshmen naturally fell on the shoulders of Dean Yang.

Of course, on the other hand, accounting courses are all large professional courses mixed with multiple classes.

There is still about a quarter of an hour before class starts, but the basic layout of the classroom is clearer than other classrooms.

Most of the front seats are occupied by girls, and the boys are almost all squeezed in the back row. The few boys sitting in the front row look particularly weak.

The finance and accounting major is inherently yin and yang, not to mention Huaijiang, where "wife guide" is prevalent-among them, a guy who forcibly squeezes into the first row is even more eye-catching.

"Hey, you can go back behind you, this is Luo Luo's position."

"Luo Luo, Luo Luo, I'll help you occupy this place—"

Seeing Luo Junyao push the door in, Xia Zhaoyao poked Qin Shuo with his arm while waving his hands excitedly.

Just a few minutes ago, Sun Lingyi and Liu Xin also had weird smiles on their faces, and slipped to the back of the classroom for different reasons...

Qin Shuo glanced at Xia Zhaoyao out of the corner of his eye, and raised his eyebrows a little proudly.

Qin Shuo was originally a clean boy, plus the type of a gentle beast.

Luo Junyao clenched her small fist, waved it vigorously, and made a cheering gesture to her.

"Hey, people in Yancheng don't speak like that. They have a heavy accent over there—my standard universal accent..."

With more and more people in the classroom, her "official affairs" with Qin Shuo had long been suspended, and she was concentrating on previewing the textbooks.

The girls listened and giggled.

but……

"What do you mean—"

However, Luo Junyao didn't stop in her footsteps, but walked straight past the side with the book in her hands.

It was obvious that her plastic bestie wasn't going to help her get rid of the nagging, cheeky, ungrateful bitch next to her.

Perhaps because of the "work sequelae" of the previous month, half of Qin Shuo's story is about local cuisine.

"...The stir-fried liver, wrapped in noodle soup, and eaten with a small steamed bun, is very fragrant."

Not to mention, Qin Shuo is also the monitor of the second class of accounting, the kind who is very confusing just by his appearance and identity.

"Hey, I thought you were from Yancheng, you speak Mandarin so well."

Of course, as the last city Qin Shuo visited before the start of school, Yancheng's travel notes are naturally the most clear and detailed part.

"The world is home...with an accent?"

Xia Zhaoyao opened his eyes wide in disbelief, his voice stuck in his throat.

The short introduction at the beginning of Chapter 3 of "Accounting" has not yet turned the page.

"Isn't it? You seem to explain more about eating than Yancheng..."

"That's right, my accent is called a tourist's accent. It's a proper fat sheep in other places."

Did you hear that, student Xiaoxia, professional.

"Uh, Huang, I want to sit in the back today."

Qin Shuo turned around and began to tell anecdotes about his travels across the country vividly.

Seeing a boy squeezed in the front row, the girls who usually occupy the front row will naturally be curious.

It happened to be morning, so of course Qin Shuo focused on Yancheng's assortment of unique and delicious breakfasts.

Xia Zhaoyao was sitting next to him, so he could naturally hear the chatting of the girls around and behind Qin Shuo.

Moreover, acting talent and storytelling talent have also been awarded a lot of levels, so it is natural to be at home at this time.

The one on the upper right corner of the page was almost turned into a small lump of pulp by Xia Zhaoyao's fingers.

She's in a bad mood right now—

Bored, boring, boring!

This color dog, what information is conveyed is false.

Taking the opportunity to go to the front row to hook up with girls, it's nature to flirt with women, right? !
(End of this chapter)