God-level son-in-law

Chapter 22 Who dares to refuse, come up and fight

Bu Qingge didn't want to talk to her at first, but when she heard that she was hurt, her pace involuntarily slowed down.

Ye Qingyu hurriedly chased him up, took his hand flatteringly, and said with a flattering smile: "I won't do it anymore, can you stay with me? I'm really scared."

Bu Qingge wanted to be ruthless, but in the end she couldn't.He let out a long sigh, and cursed helplessly: "Little demon girl."

The two left the station.

When Ye Qingyu came to the welcoming car of the Vocational Academy of Film Art in Shanghai, the eyes of the boys waiting in front of the car immediately lit up.

Ye Qingyu showed the admission notice and sweetly called "senior"

The senior immediately looked fascinated, but after noticing Bu Qingge pushing the trolley box, he asked vigilantly, "Who is this?"

Ye Qingyu rolled her eyes and said with a smile, "It's my cousin."

"Dear."

"A direct relative."

The senior immediately put on a flattering look: "Cousin, please get in the car. Is the box heavy? Let me carry it."

Bu Qingge said angrily: "No need."

After the two sat down, Ye Qingyu coquettishly said: "Okay, idiot. I was having too much fun, I couldn't control it for a while, and I exerted too much force. I really never thought of asking you to fight to the death with them."

Bu Qingge asked coldly: "Why did you do this?"

Ye Qingyu smiled compensatingly: "I just wanted to punish you, so I winked a few times in the car, seduced a bunch of stinky men, and wanted to make you suffer."

Bu Qingge sighed: "You hate me that much?"

Ye Qingyu hurriedly said: "No. I just want to vent my anger. I, Second Miss Ye, have always been narrow-minded. Whoever makes me unhappy, I have to make him even more unhappy. Otherwise, I feel very upset."

Bu Qingge said angrily: "Then I'm upset now."

"So the grievances between you and me are wiped out. Come on, pull your finger."

Bu Qingge refused, but couldn't bear Ye Qingyu's entanglement, so she had to stretch out her finger.

After the two reconciled, Ye Qingyu was in a great mood.She looked around and said, "Fool, have you noticed that I am the most beautiful girl here, and you are the ugliest boy here?"

Bu Qingge pointed out, "Obviously I'm more handsome than him."

"But he has a good temperament. He has the temperament of an artist, how about you?"

Bu Qingge had to admit that Ye Qingyu was right.

He was very upset.

In the past few days, he has been called old and ugly many times.This gives Qingge a deep doubt: Is it true that she is really ugly?
Then a thought came to his mind: should we use the mysterious yellow energy to protect his whole face?

Painless, no surgery, no injection, no medicine, all-round facelift at will, this is possible.

After thinking about it, Bu Qingge gave up this tempting idea.He thinks that the most important thing for a man is connotation, and there is no need to waste the extremely precious mysterious energy for the sake of appearance.

The school bus has arrived at the school.After getting off the car, Bu Qingge walked on the campus, feeling that her eyes were not enough to see.

As expected of the Academy of Arts, there are too many beauties and handsome men.It's true that beautiful women are like clouds, and handsome men are like rain.

But among so many beauties, Ye Qingyu is still the most beautiful and dazzling one.Seeing her, the handsome guys stopped their feet one after another, while the beauties cast hostile looks one after another.

Ye Qingyu walked with her head held high, confident and flamboyant.

She has always firmly believed that among all the women in the world, Miss Ye of the Ye family is the most beautiful, and her Second Miss Ye is the second most beautiful.

Ye Qingyu's publicity quickly aroused dissatisfaction from others.A beautiful woman with fine makeup scolded, "Little vixen."

Ye Qingyu was not willing to show weakness, and replied without hesitation: "Old vixen."

The beauty was angry: "How old am I?"

Ye Qingyu said disdainfully: "I am a post-00s generation, and you are a post-90s generation. There is a generation gap between you and me. Excuse me, Auntie, who is not old?"

The beauty was trembling with anger, and stomped away.

Ye Qingyu snorted triumphantly.

The beauty stopped in her tracks and said angrily: "Don't think that you are so beautiful and capable, you will be the school belle of our school."

"Just do it." Ye Qingyu hurriedly took a few steps, and picked up the tweeter at the welcome point.Turning on the horn, she shouted: "Everyone, be quiet, be quiet."

The lively welcome office immediately fell silent, and all the students looked at her in surprise.

Pointing at herself, Ye Qingyu said loudly: "My name is Ye Qingyu. From today on, I will be the school belle of our school. Whoever dares to refuse, come up and fight with me!"

She said this three times.

The silent welcome area became even quieter, only distant voices could be heard faintly.

Then, an earth-shattering noise erupted suddenly.Hundreds of people laughed, shouted, whistled, or clapped their hands, and countless people shouted "Xiaohua, Xiaohua"

Ye Qingyu was proud, she looked at Bu Qingge and blinked mischievously.

Bu Qingge also laughed.

He sighed in his heart: "Although this little demon girl loves to be a demon, she is a little demon girl. But, she is really invincible and cute!"

The next day, Bu Qingge officially started class.

The first class is an optional reading of Neijing, a compulsory course with 3.5 credits.The lecturer is Professor Sun, an old professor who is said to be very stubborn and inflexible.His fame stunt is, roll call, every class must be roll call.Those who dare to skip his class will not give you a pass if they say that they will not pass you.Not to mention crying and begging, kneeling and begging are useless.

Professor Sun is obviously in a bad mood today.He walked up to the podium with a dark face, first slapped the lesson plan in his hand heavily on the podium, and then swept it down the podium.

An aura of "the majesty of the tiger is here" immediately shot out from him.

All the students in the audience sat upright, not daring to show their air, for fear of offending him.

Professor Sun said coldly: "I know you all call me old-fashioned, and some even call me old-fashioned. I admit that I am a bit stubborn. But I am stubborn for your own good."

"The "Huangdi Neijing" I taught is the earliest existing medical classic in my country, known as the 'ancestor of medicine'. If you don't understand the "Huangdi Neijing", you don't have the face to say that you are a Chinese medicine student. No matter how much this course emphasizes its Its importance cannot be overestimated. But there is a classmate in our class who can't think of taking this class because of his connections."

He slapped the podium hard: "Is this the attitude a doctor should have? You came to school just to get a diploma, so what kind of doctor should you be?"

When Professor Sun said this, Bu Qingge's head froze: I'll go, it's not me who is talking about it, is it?
Professor Sun continued: "I am really stubborn. In order to insist on medical ethics, I dare not listen to the words of the leader. Because this is responsible for the life of the patient, and a person's life is priceless!"

He said coldly: "Which one is Bu Qingge, stand up."

Bu Qingge laments in her heart: It really is me.

Bu Qingge slowly got up amidst the discussion of the students.

He was so embarrassed, so embarrassed that he couldn't bear it.

Professor Sun said word by word: "In the future, you don't have to take my class. But you will never pass this class. If you want to pass, you can ask the college to replace me."

"Now, you get out!"

(End of this chapter)