I, the villainous female lead, wear many hats

Chapter 41 The Pearl with a Broken Thread
Amidst the pattering rain, Jiang Chacha observed him, the broken hair on his forehead was wet by the rain, and the cold raindrops quickly followed his eyelids, fell on the bridge of his nose, and fell on his beautifully lined chin.

And then down to the Adam's apple.

"Go on," he said.

Every voice of the man seemed to be blunt and full of aggression.

——Of course, the premise is that if you ignore what he did.

Originally in an extremely depressed mood, it was still raining heavily. It can be seen that after seeing him like this, Jiang Chacha felt like the rain had passed the rainbow in her heart.

After he gave her the umbrella with a blank expression, he turned around and ran away in the rain without saying a word.

so much rain...

Jiang Chacha froze, then shouted at him at the top of her voice: "Don't run away! We can support together!!"

What are you running! !

She just laughed angrily.

Does he want to be an aspiring young man who does good deeds without leaving a name?
She felt that he could be selected as one of the top ten people who moved China.

Jiang Chacha couldn't help laughing at the thought of him reluctantly giving her an umbrella despite his loathing for her.

When he goes back, he won't disinfect his hands that touched her fingers...

Think of this possibility as high as 90.00%.Jiang Chacha suddenly didn't feel funny anymore...

But the gloomy look between the brows disappeared in a blink of an eye, like a sunny day after rain.

Her vitality seemed to be back.

As soon as the driver heard the sound of the car door opening, he turned his head and saw Bian Jichen whose body was half wet, and several pieces of suit fabric had turned a deeper ink color.

The drops of water on his short hair were falling down his face, he lowered his head, buried his cold and stiff nose bridge into his arms, and wiped the rainwater off his face in embarrassment and neatly.

The driver was taken aback, and asked anxiously, "Master, didn't you bring an umbrella? Why did you get so wet?"

"..." Bian Jichen wiped the water on his forehead with his hands expressionlessly. Thinking about what happened just now, it was a little hard to say, his throat moved, "It's okay."

Before the typhoon crossed the border, Jiang Chacha hurried back to Qiuhuating in the luxury car rented with her hard-earned money.

After she got home, she ate some bread casually, took out her notebook, gritted her teeth with an unwillingness to admit defeat, and began to write.

When she transmigrated into this game, it was fine for her to be pissed off by the male protagonists as a part-time job. Why would she still be pissed off by some insignificant people at school?

Isn't it just a grade meeting?
She wanted to show them that it was going well.

Jiang Chacha was full of dissatisfaction.

At ten o'clock in the evening, Lin Xiaoxiao suddenly sent a WeChat message asking her to watch the school forum.

Discussions about vice presidents intensified on the forum.

On the eve of the grade meeting, this kind of public opinion fermented to its peak.

——Ginger Chacha will have a grade meeting tomorrow?Don't, it's just her professional ability.

——Laughing to death, when the time comes, the vice-chairman will be dressed up in fancy clothes, and he will forget his words in a second when he takes the stage.

——A brainless vase vice president~

——I can't stand her anymore, she's messing up the student council, when will the president come back.

——Miss XX is in a day, and the student union is full of smog.

……

It's ok.

Just as Jiang Chacha's mood was about to be affected, she was stopped by herself.The negativity she was trying to hold back.

She pulled herself together.

The more this is the case, the more she can't let them do what they want.

Isn't it just hosting a grade meeting?
Jiang Chacha gritted her teeth, and she kept writing until one o'clock in the middle of the night. She wanted to write at first, but in the end she couldn't hold on anymore. As soon as she closed her eyes, she fell asleep on the bed, and the computer screen was still glowing before going to bed.

And her hand was still clutching the cold edge of the notebook.

Early the next morning, Jiang Chacha woke up. She opened her eyelids with force, and dozed off to apply makeup on herself.

The dark circles under my eyes became more obvious after staying up late last night.

To be on stage to host the grade meeting, first of all, she must not lose her momentum. Her exquisite appearance can make her look more confident.She also styled herself. The original owner had beautiful curly hair, and she directly tied it into a simple ball head, revealing her full forehead.

When she came to the student union office building at noon, and the second she entered the gate, Jiang Chacha seemed to smell the breath of hugging again.

She held documents in her arms, stepped on the ground with small high heels, and walked gracefully and confidently. Her hair was tied up, which made her look obviously energetic.With a smile on her face, she looked around slowly and said, "At the grade meeting this afternoon, everyone will perform their own duties, and there can be no mistakes, you know?"

Her seemingly soft smile seems to have a tenacious vitality in her softness, and it is also like a sharp knife that will not compromise.

The chairman of the executive committee standing on the farthest side twitched the corners of his mouth, just thinking about it.

Jiang Chacha didn't avoid him, she walked directly in front of him, held up the document in her arms high in front of him, smiled, then let go without hesitation, and stuffed the document into his arms with a snap.

She said calmly: "I have too many things to do, and I will leave them to you."

Seeing that his expression became subtle, Jiang Chacha continued to bend her eyes.

"Whoever has behaved well these days, I will tell him one by one when the president comes back." She turned around and walked slowly to the center of the hall. The black high heels landed with a crisp sound. When she said this, She turned around coquettishly and casually folded her arms, "Of course, if anyone fishes in troubled waters and fails to complete what he should do, I will also tell the president. I believe that the president will praise me for my serious conclusion. The current situation of the student union."

She turned her head and looked at the chairman of the executive committee, "Is there any other problem? This workload shouldn't bother you, right?"

The chairman of the executive committee met other people's gazes. Although he felt resentful, he had no choice but to respond with gritted teeth, "Of course."

Jiang Chacha raised her hand, clapped her hands in the quiet hall, and said skillfully and confidently: "OK, then everyone, let's continue working."

After finishing speaking, she returned to the office against all kinds of gazes behind her.

As soon as the door was closed, Jiang Chacha found that her palms were full of sweat.

She knew that the next hurdle was the grade meeting.

The unfavorable public opinion of the original owner is a heavyweight existence.

She was so worried that she hurriedly continued to memorize the manuscript.

Even if it can't be perfect, the grade meeting must be held smoothly.

It's just that Lin Xiaoxiao came to look for her.

Still not wearing her school uniform, she walked in with a delicate cake.

Jiang Chacha raised her eyes from the A4 paper, saw her, couldn't help but twitch her eyelids, and sneakily said: "I said Lin Xiaoxiao, you don't wear a school uniform, and you dare to enter and leave the student union blatantly, you are getting tired of being bold." .”

She whispered again: "Aren't you afraid that the chairman of the Disciplinary Committee will come to you?"

Lin Xiaoxiao blinked in confusion, "What should I be afraid of? My dad is a shareholder of the school."

... Well, this is an era of fighting for fathers.

Others are fighting for their fathers, but her father is really cheating.

Jiang Chacha once again felt God's injustice!

Seeing Lin Xiaoxiao put down the cake, she wanted to sit in Wen Huaizhi's seat.

She thought of something reflexively, and immediately stopped it: "Stop!"

"Wen Huaizhi has a serious obsession with cleanliness."

It was so serious that even though she hadn't played the game for a long time, she could still think of the horror of his devilish cleanliness reflexively.

Before Lin Xiaoxiao sat down, she looked curiously at the small objects on Wen Huaizhi's table.

Jiang Chacha couldn't help but said again: "You'd better not touch it. After he comes back, he will definitely remember exactly the position and angle of every thing on the table before he left."

Lin Xiaoxiao was frightened, "So scary? Is he still human?"

She didn't even eat the cake she brought, and after hastily finishing her preparations before going on stage, she came to Building B.

Before entering the arena, Jiang Chacha suddenly found that her lipstick had faded a lot.

She subconsciously fumbled in her pocket and realized that she had forgotten to bring lipstick.

At this time, Lin Xiaoxiao took out a lipstick very wisely, she was very active and eager to try it, "President, this is definitely suitable for you."

"Come on, let me paint it for you."

Seeing her like this, Jiang Chacha had an ominous premonition in her heart.

But time was limited, she didn't doubt him, she lowered her head and let Lin Xiaoxiao paint her.

This surprised Lin Xiaoxiao, because before, she always wanted to put makeup on the vice president's God-given face every time, but the vice president resisted every time, and she was unwilling to be beaten to death. The death eyes are the same as the most beautiful female ghost.

Unexpectedly, Jiang Chacha agreed so readily this time, which made her excited, her hands trembling with excitement.

She was so excited that her wrist trembled like a bug.

Lin Xiaoxiao had a sudden myocardial infarction.

It's over, it's over, she's over.

Realizing that the watch time was up, Jiang Chacha immediately turned around after Lin Xiaoxiao finished painting her, and mustered up the courage to open the door and walk in, but she completely ignored Lin Xiaoxiao's extremely complicated expression behind her.

Lin Xiaoxiao's hands and feet were cold, and she was already thinking about whether to make a will for herself.

However, Jiang Chacha didn't know anything, she was so nervous now.

She takes a deep breath.

Amidst the din of people, the door opened.

The appearance at this moment seems to have its own bgm.

The heavy door opened to both sides, and a bright girl came out from the light and shadow. The first thing that appeared was a pair of long legs in high-heeled leather shoes with buckles. The uniform student uniform well outlined her graceful figure. Her mouth painted with red lip glaze was slightly hooked, and her bright eyes were slightly narrowed, like a noble Persian cat.

This is their vice president.

With her sudden arrival, the voice gradually became smaller.

With thousands of people present, Jiang Chacha didn't know where to look, so she could only stare ahead and walk up to the stage step by step.

Her high-heeled leather shoes made a sound when she stepped on the mahogany podium, and when she walked to the podium, the slightest noise in the crowd disappeared, as if the sound was picked up in an instant.

Jiang Chacha stood there calmly as if she had seen a big scene.

In fact, she was panicked to death.

You can, ginger tea tea!

She cheered herself up in her heart, and then coughed lightly. Just as she was about to read the manuscript, she heard something heavy fall from the stage and made a sound.

Jiang Chacha thought it was an accident at first, but just after reading a few lines, she found another loud voice from the audience, interrupting her again.

Several times, it was clearly intentional.

Anger appeared on Jiang Chacha's face, she thought she was already good enough, she warned softly with a smile on her face: "Students in the audience, can you make your voice again? This is the grade meeting..."

The sound of heavy objects falling to the ground appeared again, this time more brazenly than before.

Like an organized scheme, before Jiang Chacha could react, someone in the crowd threw an empty mineral water bottle onto the stage. It didn't throw it directly at her, but it just rolled down to her feet.

Under the high temperature of 36 degrees in summer, Jiang Chacha broke out in a layer of cold sweat.

This time it was a mineral water bottle?What about next time?

Didn't throw it at her this time?What about next time?

Jiang Chacha had never faced such a great malice before. Jiang Chacha's legs were already a little weak, and she could only barely support herself standing by leaning limply on the podium.

An invisible layer of fear filled her heart, like a transparent and powerful hand strangling her throat.

It seems that the mastermind of this teasing game shouted in the crowd: "Get off!"

"You are not qualified to host the grade meeting!"

These words immediately ignited the anger of other people, and everyone's anger was organized and gathered in a premeditated manner, and then they began to attack her uncontrollably.

"We only need the president! We don't need you to host!"

"Why do you have the face to stand on stage? Dogs are not as thick-skinned as you."

"If it wasn't for the absence of the president, how could you have the part to speak..."

……

Gradually, other things were thrown to the podium with malicious intent.

Amid the uncontrollable noise, Jiang Chacha slapped the podium heavily, "Everyone, calm down!"

If it was her in the past, she would have escaped a long time ago, she would run off stage in despair, and then run to a corner that no one knows and finds.

She was really scared, but could she back off?She can't, she is Jiang Chacha in the game now, she represents the student union, and she has her responsibilities.

She is the vice president of the student union, how can she retire?She had to deal with this farce.

This is her job.

Furthermore, if she shows a little bit of fear, or retreats, doesn't it mean that she, the vice president, is afraid of them?

In this case, those people hiding behind the crowd will only become more unscrupulous.

She must not back down.

Jiang Chacha could feel her fingers trembling uncontrollably, she wanted to continue reading the speech, trying to divert their attention.

But just now, he was able to memorize the script words fluently, but the moment he spoke, his mind went blank for an instant.

"Can you get out?"

Suddenly, a beverage bottle was facing her head-on. There was still some water in the bottle, and it was being thrown quickly in a straight arc, hitting her forehead hard.

It hurt like a small rock.

Jiang Chacha swallowed her anger, she kept silent, and finally she seemed to be unable to hold on anymore, her hands fell heavily, and she lowered her head.

Jiang Chacha stared at her heels.

If you get very close to her, you will find that her shoulders have been trembling slightly.

She clenched her hanging hand tightly, as if she had endured to the extreme.

Jiang Chacha, you are not allowed to cry, what is the big deal, they are just NPCs in the game, what is there to cause you to collapse and become emotional?

Her nose was sore as hell.

don't cry.

Finally, the first tear burst, like a broken pearl.

According to past experience, if the first one is dropped, the sanity that has been worked so hard to maintain before will be completely broken, and the tears after that will flow like a tide.

She bit her lower lip tightly and held it back until her heart was almost out of breath.

"Speak! Why don't you speak!"

She lowered her head, opened her mouth slightly, and wanted to speak, but this would inevitably reveal the fact that she was crying at the same time.

What if they saw her cry?Then what face does she have?Didn't that tell them clearly that Jiang Chacha was so vulnerable when she cried?

She doesn't want to do this.

If she was bullied to the point of crying on the podium, Jiang Chacha might as well die.

Her fingers trembled as she reached out to grab the microphone.

At this time, amidst the mixed voices, there were slow and calm footsteps on the steps of the podium. Every step seemed to step on the apex of everyone's heart, making people have to be quiet.

But Jiang Chacha didn't hear it.

As soon as she raised her chin, she saw a tall figure covering her overwhelmingly.

The man gently held her hand that was going to take the microphone, and his body stopped in front of her, blocking thousands of eyes from her podium.

In the darkness, Jiang Chacha's eyes shrank subconsciously, and she looked at the man who suddenly appeared in front of her.

But the man was too tall, she raised her eyes with tears in her eyes, and could only see his beautiful and perfect jawline.

His thin lips were pursed and slowly raised, his sexy Adam's apple rolled up and down as he spoke, his long eyes under the gold-rimmed glasses were slightly closed like a fox, and he smiled softly, "It's not good to bully the vice president like this." .”

After a while, his thin red lips approached her ears, and his warm breath sprayed on her soft neck. He smiled and asked, "Why did the vice president forget to pick me up?"

When he saw Jiang Chacha's shadowed eyes filled with crystal clear tears, Wen Huaizhi was slightly startled, and then his thin lips pursed slightly with deep meaning.

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