The male god proposed again today

Chapter 117 If You Don't Help Me, I'll Cry
The entire drama club was silent for three seconds.

Then someone spoke in a strange voice.

"Hey, isn't this the heroine of the Kissing Door today? She couldn't wait to steal someone on the third day of her wedding... Tsk tsk..."

Han Zishi, who was panting, was about to rush in with a scalpel to settle accounts with that person.

Han Yingying held him down, holding back tears, and earnestly asked: "Senior sister, if the satire is over, please help me check the content of today's filming in the No. [-] teaching building."

"Why should I help a shameless person?"

"If you don't help me, I will cry until everyone thinks that your drama club is bullying people."

"Cry if you like to cry."

As soon as her words fell, Han Yingying really started to cry: "I listen to you, I'm crying, help me check."

Crowd: ...

Isn't she the one who wants to cry?
"The drama club doesn't mean anything and bullies people. When recruiting new students this year, I will tell all the new students."

"Hey, are you unreasonable? You are the one who is going to cry, who bullied you?"

"I asked you for help in a good voice, but you made sarcastic remarks, what is it not bullying?" Han Yingying complained, sobbing.

Crowd: ...

Grabbing the furious brother, Han Yingying resorted to the second trick: "If you help me check, I will lend you my brother Han Zishi."

Everyone's eyes lit up, and they asked in surprise, "Really?"

"real."

"make a deal."

Master Han: ...

Han Yingying immediately withdrew her tears and smiled brightly: "Thank you senior and sister."

The tears are too easy to put in and out, right?
Why didn't they discover the treasure girl Han Yingying before?

Everyone in the drama club had brighter eyes and smiled like a wolf grandma coaxing Little Red Riding Hood: "Han Yingying, as long as you also participate in the filming of the next drama, we will agree to any conditions you ask."

Han Yingying was a little embarrassed: "But I can only cry."

"This is enough."

"it is good."

Seeing her promise, the people from the drama club yelled to help her find it, as if they had been spat with chicken blood.

After about half an hour, I finally found it.

Although it was far away, it was clearly photographed. Han Yingying was knocked down, and Fu Yingjun hugged her to save her.

However, because of the shooting angle, there is no way to prove that the two did not kiss.

The girl who had uttered sarcasm earlier felt ashamed.

"I'm sorry, junior, I satirized you without knowing the truth. I owe you this time. If you need anything in the future, just ask."

"Sister, can you help me find this person?" Han Yingying pointed to the person who knocked her down in the video.

That was the only eyewitness, and everything would be fine with his testimony.

"He is carrying a drawing board. He should belong to the Academy of Art. We all took pictures of him and went to the Academy of Art to find someone together."

Han Yingying thanked her gratefully: "Thank you senior and sister."

"With you and Han Zishi participating in the filming of the next drama, our drama club will definitely be able to make a splash this year and recruit many new members. We thank you before it's too late."

The anxious Han Yingying didn't have time to continue to be polite, she said a few words of thanks again and again, and rushed towards the art academy with Han Zishi.

The location of each course in the university is different. If you don’t know the specific major, grade, or name, finding someone is like finding a needle in a haystack.

Fortunately, there are only a few studios commonly used in art colleges.

Every time she came to a studio, Han Yingying showed the photos on her mobile phone to everyone, and asked politely, "Excuse me, does anyone know the person in the photo?"

After searching five studios in a row, someone finally recognized the person in the photo, but deliberately played a bad role: "I know, but I don't like to tell people who are indiscreet."

(End of this chapter)