I Loaded the Healing System

Shen An couldn't hear clearly for a while, and said with a smile, "You won't care about it, right?"

"I... I didn't~" In terms of Aojiao, Song Rui and Chen Nannan were exactly the same, they both looked away, then turned their faces away and looked in another direction.

"Well, I didn't do it on purpose, but I'm just short of money recently."

Shen An said softly, "I'll treat you to a drink when I'm relaxed, okay?"

"No, no, that's what we said!"

Song Rui quickly shook her head.

She just asked~ She didn't plan to let Shen An "compensate".

In fact, she doesn't have to ask.

But if she doesn't ask, she'll lose her mind and be easily cranky.

Fortunately, Shen An is not a stingy person.

Counting this time, it's the second time.

Song Rui looked at him silently, her thoughts rolling.

It's only been a few days since school. .

Do I really have a relationship with him?

"That's fine, in short, don't worry about any art troupe, it's not worth it!"

As Shen An said, he walked to the trash can beside him, intending to throw away the registration form.

He bent down, intending to shove in.

At this moment, a figure came from the corner.

With short orange-red shoulder-length hair swaying with key-shaped earrings, Zhao Qingyu was dressed in white today, plain and elegant, with red makeup that was as enchanting as flames.

Shen An glanced at it subconsciously, and the hand that threw the garbage suddenly froze, secretly saying that it was a coincidence.

Did she come to the toilet too?

Song Rui, who was behind Shen An, seemed to know who this person was. Her originally soft smiling face was instantly tense at this moment, and her breathing became short of breath.

Zhao Qingyu looked at Shen An, then looked at Song Rui who was standing near Shen An, and finally fixed his gaze on the crumpled registration form in Shen An's hand that was about to be thrown away but not yet thrown away.

Her pretty brows frowned slightly, and she stopped, always staring at the crumpled registration form.

Shen An coughed lightly, and in front of the deputy head of the art troupe, he felt that it would be better to be more restrained.

Don't throw it away~

Throw it away when she's gone.

At the same time, he also politely greeted Zhao Qingyu: "What a coincidence, senior."

Song Rui: ? ? ?

Eh?

Does he know Sister Zhao? ?

When Zhao Qingyu heard the words, the arc of his frown became clearer.

Shen An politely said: "Remember me? I asked you for the way before, just over the apartment in the North District."

"Thank you for helping me guide the way last time!" Shen Anpi said in a more serious tone without smiling.

Zhao Qingyu stepped forward and walked to Shen An.

She is really very beautiful, and she has a strong aura like a gust of wind!

Even if he didn't say a word, the scrutiny and scrutiny in those sharp eyes could easily make people overwhelmed.

Anyway, Song Rui, who was behind Shen An, was already shivering.

But Shen An doesn't eat this set.

Facing Zhao Qingyu's scrutiny eyes, he neither showed any timidity nor felt embarrassed.

Zhao Qingyu narrowed his eyes and said lightly, "Why throw it away?"

Chapter 46: She said she was very optimistic about me!

Zhao Qingyu's indifferent tone could not hear the ups and downs of her emotions, and her sharp and bright eyes did not seem to express blame, but only faint doubts.

But Song Rui, who was hiding behind Shen An, trembled in her heart. She had already felt that the clear sky was blocked by the haze of dark clouds, the wind was roaring, and the thunder was also roaring and flickering in the clouds, and a storm was coming!

Before she entered this university, she had actually heard the name Zhao Qingyu.

Because it was a coincidence: the two girls went to the same high school.

When Song Rui was a freshman in high school, Zhao Qingyu happened to be a senior.

Compared with Song Rui's obscurity, Zhao Qingyu is the most dazzling and hot existence no matter where he is.

In the relatively free platform of the university, Zhao Qingyu's reputation has risen to a higher level, but most of them are "notorious".

As for Zhao Qingyu's behavior, Song Rui naturally summed up his own views from countless rumors: one word, absolutely.

These old things are complicated to explain.

But in any case, among the people Song Rui did not want to provoke or offend, Zhao Qingyu was definitely at the top.

"Uh, I think you've read it wrong, Senior Sister, I didn't want to throw it away."

Shen An spread out the wrinkled registration form: "I saw that it was a little wrinkled, so I wanted to smooth it out."

It's not a very clever explanation, but Zhao Qingyu nodded in cooperation.

"I remembered, I seem to have seen you when I was in the reporting office."

Zhao Qingyu changed the subject and said softly, "Are you from the English department?"

"Yes, Class [-] of the English Department, Shen An." Shen An introduced himself and pointed to Song Rui behind him: "She is Song Rui, my classmate and the school committee."

Hearing this, Zhao Qingyu smiled slightly: "I'm also an English major, I think you've heard my name already?"

She raised a slight smugness, not only did she not mind those bad names, she even had a faintly proud attitude.

"Honestly, no."

Shen An's answer was beyond her expectations, so that both Song Rui behind him and Zhao Qingyu in front of him were stunned at the same time.

He looked at Zhao Qingyu sincerely: "I haven't asked my sister what your name is."

Zhao Qingyu narrowed his eyes and said with a smile, "My surname is Zhao, Zhao Qingyu."

"Sister Zhao, you have long admired your name." Shen An's exaggerated expression was so perfunctory that even Song Rui couldn't stand it.

Zhao Qingyu ignored his pretence, and slowly took out a pack of tissues from his pocket and handed it to him.

Shen An looked at the paper towel with a hint of doubt.

"Don't you want to go to the toilet?" Zhao Qingyu said lightly, "No thanks."

"Uh, I didn't have to go to the toilet."

"Really? Then why did you make it crumpled." Zhao Qingyu's "surprise" and cunning appeared at the same time: "I thought you were in a hurry to go to the toilet, and you didn't have any tissues to make this decision."

"I'm sorry, I seem to have misunderstood you."

Zhao Qingyu leaned over slightly, mixed with the scent of a serene perfume, the corners of her mouth raised a quiet and soft arc, and hit the same place with her unbelievably delicate face, looking elegant and difficult to hide the imaginative charm. .

It's a pity that Shen An is not Yang Bin, these little tricks have no effect on him.

"Then I won't bother you to go to the toilet, senpai."

He chuckled lightly, took Song Rui's little hand and wanted to say goodbye.

Song Rui was stunned for a while, and looked at him in astonishment.

Zhao Qingyu frowned slightly: "Do you want to join the art troupe?"

"It was originally planned, but not now."

Shen An smiled.

"Why?" Zhao Qingyu turned around and raised his hands: "Is there anything in the art troupe that doesn't suit your heart?"

"Well, listen to this, are you a member of the art troupe, senior?" Shen An asked back.

"Ah."

"Sister, do you think I'm suitable for the art troupe?"

Zhao Qingyu looked at it carefully, and said softly: "The appearance is good, and it meets the standards of the art troupe, but it's a pity."

"If you could be more enthusiastic, it would be perfect."

"A little more enthusiastic?"

"Yes, at least be more patient." Zhao Qingyu's voice was unbelievably soft. She seemed to be able to switch her voice to whatever she wanted at any time, either cold or eager.

Even with a little bit of dissatisfaction at the moment, it sounds so pleasant.

It's a pity not to be a seiyuu for this voice.

Shen An slandered in the bottom of his heart, and said with a smile on his face: "This is the reason why I gave up. The last thing I don't have is patience."

"And I don't think art troupes are right for me. I don't have any experience in stage performance, so I'm sorry."

"Tsk~" Zhao Qingyu covered his mouth and smiled: "It's okay, I can teach you slowly."

"I'm very patient."

The conversation of meeting again is very different from the alienation and vigilance of the first time.

"Don't you want to know more?" Zhao Qingyu said again: "There are some things you don't have to jump to conclusions so quickly, maybe the art troupe is the best for you?"

"Well, I'll be honest."

Shen An sighed: "I also really want to join the art troupe, but..."

He glanced at Song Rui, who was bewildered behind him, and said in a very regrettable tone, "I agreed with her that we want to be together, and I can't abandon her."