She is A and Sa at the same table

Chapter 638 "Go and take a cold bath."

It seems that what Xiao Nuomi Duanzi said is true, Xiangda must have sold their personal information, otherwise why would there be so many harassing calls every day?
Also, what time is it?

Don't these salesmen need to sleep? !

Why are you so dedicated? !
The customer service Xiao Wang was still eloquently introducing the many benefits of wealth management products, but Jing Xing's patience was completely exhausted, and he interrupted him in a low voice: "Wait, what did you just say?"

The customer service Xiaowang was stunned for a moment, but he quickly picked up the conversation and replied articulately: "We have launched a new wealth management product now."

Jing Xing said, "No, the last sentence."

Customer service Xiaowang: "Hello, sir, I'm Xiangzhou Cailibao's customer service Xiaowang?"

Jing Xing: "No, the last sentence."

Xiao Wang, the customer service officer, thought for a while and said, "I'm glad to serve you?"

Jing Xing hummed, and then asked him without emotion: "Are you really happy?"

Customer Service Xiao Wang: "Uh..."

It is a question that touches the soul.

The customer service Xiaowang was silent for a rare moment, and then said in a staggering way: "Yes, it is true."

"Okay," Jing Xing said, "Then let me tell you, you're too happy too soon."

After finishing speaking, Jing Xing hung up the phone with a snap.

Lin Qingyou jumped off the table, walked over and asked him, "Who is it?"

Jing Xing turned off the screen of the phone, threw it on the bed casually, and said, "It's a salesman."

With such an interruption, the restlessness in the blood was suppressed a bit, Jing Xing raised his hand to grab the hair on his forehead, and his voice was not as hoarse as before.

Lin Qingyou muttered: "I said that the school must have sold our mobile phone number."

Her voice was too low, Jing Xing couldn't hear clearly, "Huh?" He asked her, "What?"

"It's nothing." Lin Qingyou yawned, raised her hand and rubbed her eyes, then kicked and crawled onto the bed.

Jing walked over, sat on the edge of the bed, reached out and held her ankle: "What are you running for?"

Lin Qingyou kicked her legs and turned around without breaking free.

"I'm not playing anymore." She leaned close to him, aww, and bit his lips, then pushed him back, yawning and saying, "I'm sleepy, I'm going to sleep."

Jing Xing: "?"

Lin Qingyou pulled off the quilt and covered herself: "I'm sleepy, you go take a cold bath and calm down."

Jing Xing: "???"

Lin Qingyou smiled: "By the way, turn off the floor lamp when you come out, good night."

Jing Xing: "..."

After the Mid-Autumn Festival, the school officially started classes.

The freshman year just started, and the courses for freshmen are quite full. In addition to the usual lectures in the teaching building, there will be lectures from time to time in the evening.

On the second day of school, the school's clubs started recruiting activities. All kinds of banners and awnings of various colors filled the entire playground, and the slogans of the clubs were loudly shouted from the propaganda loudspeakers. The atmosphere was in full swing.

As soon as the afternoon class ended, Xing Xiangxiang ran over from the next classroom.

The psychology department dragged on for 2 minutes, and Lin Qingyou was a little slower to pack the textbooks. Xing Xiangxiang didn't wait for anyone, so he just walked in from the back door and ran to her side.

"Oh, you youyou, hurry up, why are you moving so slowly?" Seeing that she was still moving at a leisurely pace, Xing Xiangxiang, an impatient person, couldn't wait, so he started by himself, and helped her stuff the textbooks into her schoolbag , and then picked up her schoolbag and dragged her out.

"..."

Lin Qingyou stumbled down the stairs being pulled by her, and quickly grabbed the handrail of the stairs, so she didn't roll down the stairs by her.

The playground was crowded with people, the gongs and drums were blaring, and the recruiting activities were in full swing. When Lin Qingyou was dragged into the playground by Xing Xiangxiang, she took a leaflet from the entrance to read.

There are literature clubs, drama clubs, cross talk clubs, cycling clubs, martial arts clubs, etc., and there are all kinds of clubs in Hunan University.

It seems that Hunan University and No. [-] Middle School are in the same line when it comes to enriching students' extracurricular activities.

"Hey, is there a martial arts club?" Xing Xiangxiang lowered his head and studied the leaflet, then got excited, clapped his hands and turned around and asked, "Youyou, do you want to apply for the martial arts club?"

Lin Qingyou: "...No."

Forget it, she thought that there are not many people in the martial arts club who really know martial arts, if something happens, it will be a big trouble.

Xing Xiangxiang was puzzled: "Why, aren't you good at martial arts? I remember you threw that coach during military training, and you threw him flying."

Lin Qingyou: "..."

It's because she studies well that she doesn't want to participate.

"Ah," Lin Qingyou said honestly with a headache, "because I don't want to hear the sound of an ambulance on the campus of Hunan University every day."

Xing Xiangxiang: "..."

This is indeed a problem.

The two of them walked around the circular track of the playground and looked at all kinds of clubs.

Xing Xiangxiang took a leaflet from the music club and looked down at the slogan on it.

"How daring a person is, how far a singing voice can go! Just join us, sing and dance, sing and dance rap, teach clubs, and even assign objects!
Join our club, you are a musician!Musician!Music soul!Music is a master!
What are you waiting for!
Now or never!
Come on, friend!
Millions of fans in the music club sent you to debut at the C position, and you will be the next top girl group! "

The promotional slogan was written impassionedly, and Xing Xiangxiang was gearing up to see it, his blood was boiling, and he made a final decision immediately: "Okay! Youyou, let's join this music club!"

Lin Qingyou was shocked: "?!"

She looked down at the registration form that Xing Xiangxiang had sent over, her expression was a bit indescribable for a moment, is this a sudden disaster?
And it's still the kind of disaster that can be called a catastrophe.

Lin Qingyou attended a lot of various interest classes when she was a child, so she knew a lot of things more or less, but she was really powerless when it came to music.

She's one of those very unmusical people.

Jing Xing really likes music, and he can play common musical instruments at his fingertips.

It is said that couples need to complement each other to achieve long-term success. Lin Qingyou felt that her music skills probably went to Jing Xing.

Xing Xiangxiang pointed to the slogan on the flyer and showed her: "Look, the C debut, the top girl group, don't you feel tempted?"

Lin Qingyou sighed, very self-aware: "Ah...Compared to the top girl group, I think I may be more suitable to be the top of the Meituan."

"..."

Xing Xiangxiang didn't hear it, and he didn't know where to touch the leaflet of the hip-hop club, and said, "But this hip-hop club seems to be quite interesting. Do you think we choose the music club or the hip-hop club?"

"..."

Lin Qingyou said with despair, "I choose to die on the spot."

In the end, Xing Xiangxiang's insistence was not overwhelmed, and Lin Qingyou was dragged to the recruiting office of the music club with a look of lovelessness, and asked for two registration forms.

After simply filling in the personal information, Xing Xiangxiang took her to queue for the interview.

There were still two or three girls queuing up ahead. Xing Xiangxiang looked forward on tiptoe, and then turned around to talk to Lin Qingyou.

Probably because he was afraid that she would be nervous, Xing Xiangxiang patted her on the back while comforting her and said, "It's okay, Youyou, take it easy, it's okay if you can't pass the interview, at worst we'll go to the dance club again."

Lin Qingyou: "..."

She doesn't really want to go to the dance club either!

After a while, the girls in front finished their interviews and it was their turn.

The person in charge of recruiting was a boy wearing a white club uniform. The boy quickly glanced at the registration form they handed over, then raised his head, smiled gently, and said in a clear voice, "Hello, elementary school girl."

Xing Xiangxiang sat down on the bench in front of the table: "Hello senior."

The boy asked a few simple questions as usual.

Standing behind Xing Xiangxiang, Lin Qingyou listened to her stern answer, and for the first time in Lin Qingyou's heart felt the tragic feeling of Jing Ke going to Qin Dynasty.

Ah, it might as well go to the martial arts club.

Within a few minutes, Xing Xiangxiang passed smoothly. She stood up and gave up the stool.

Lin Qingyou moved two steps forward like catching a duck on a shelf, and sat down.

Probably because the unlovable emotion in her eyes was too obvious, the boy was amused by her expression, turned his head to look at the girl sitting next to him, and asked with a smile: "Am I so scary? Why does it feel like this elementary school girl is about to be killed?" I was scared to cry?"

The girl also pursed her lips and smiled: "Primary school girl, don't be nervous, we don't eat people."

After laughing, the boy looked down at the application form and asked as usual, "Why did you choose to join our club?"

Lin Qingyou said: "Because you are recruiting people."

The boy choked: "..."

There is nothing to refute.

What an honest and sincere answer!

After a moment of silence, the boy asked again: "After joining our club, what can you bring to our club?"

Lin Qingyou said: "A new member of the club."

boy:"……"

This day is a bit difficult to talk about, and it is easy to kill the day if you are not careful.

The girl sitting next to her couldn't help laughing, and Wen Sheng took over the words: "Primary school girl, what songs have you been listening to lately?"

Lin Qingyou thought for a moment and said, "Song of Socialist Core Values."

Girl: "..."

It sounds like a red song.

After a few seconds, the girl asked again: "Apart from this one?"

Lin Qingyou said: ""Follow the Socialist Avenue and Run Ahead"."

Girl: "..."

After a few more seconds, the girl continued to ask, "Then what is your favorite song?"

Lin Qingyou said: "March of the Volunteers."

The girl is dumb: "..."

The freshmen of this year are really rooted and young. This level of ideological awareness is unprecedentedly high, which is beyond expectations.

Both were silent for a while, and the boy commented carefully: "These songs are pretty good, very... well, very positive energy, and can promote the main theme."

(End of this chapter)