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Chapter 265 Compensate My Child (Please Subscribe)

Qiu Ya seemed to find hope on her face. She seemed to know that maybe Chu He was the one who could repair Song Qingshu.

Let me go, this woman has changed when she sees that revenge is expected.

Chuhe thought that if he gave Qiuya a wish, it might be to make Song Qingshu disappear.

Chuhe said seriously to Qiuya: "Our common goal is Song Qingshu, but your protest at the school will not work. On the contrary, I can use my advantage to help you."

Qiuya listened without moving, and looked at Chuhe with her arms folded.

"So I can't come forward directly."

Chu He said calmly: "So you come forward and let everyone know that I am supporting you, but there is no evidence."

"I will handle it, including Song Qingshu's parents."

Qiuya nodded.

Chuhe's meaning couldn't be more clear. Go make a fuss by yourself, and he will take the lead in the back.

"Then what do you think he will be punished in the end?" Qiu Ya asked.

"I don't want to see him, haha, do you think it's necessary for a scum like him to stay here?"

Chuhe said to Qiuya with a smile on his face: "Don't worry, I guarantee with my personality that you won't be involved in anything even if this matter gets serious."

"Now everyone knows that the student union president Song Qingshu is unhappy with me and has been targeting my literary club. I can't just sit back and wait for death."

Qiu Ya looked at Chu He, who had a gentle expression, and really couldn't imagine that he was so sinister.

"He destroyed my youth and family. If you can ensure that I am safe, I am willing to obey all your commands."

Chu He thought to himself that this was good. For revenge, the goal must be unified.

The attitude must be correct, otherwise the revenge will not be carried out halfway, how embarrassing.

"Actually, there is no command. You will hang a banner under the boys' dormitory tomorrow."

Chuhe simply stated his plan.

After listening to Chuhe's plan, Qiu Ya nodded and left.

Looking at the thin and thin Qiu Ya, Chu He couldn't help feeling: "It turns out that a woman's revenge is so strong, it's really scary."

When Chuhe returned to the dormitory, Tang Wanjun called.

She already knew about it.

She asked Chuhe: "Do you have to make such a big deal?"

Chuhe thought for a while, "I think I've borne it over and over again, and this guy still refuses to let the Wenxiu Society go, so I can't bear it any longer."

"It seems to be right." Tang Wanjun agreed with Chuhe's thoughts and decisions.

"The most important thing is that Song Qingshu is still a scumbag. I hate scumbags the most!" Tang Wanjun said viciously.

After hearing this, Chuhe was surprised.

At 7:[-] the next morning, the sun was trying to catch up with the horizon.

Some boys who were preparing for morning classes were coming out of the dormitory building, yawning.

When they were about to run to the cafeteria, someone suddenly shouted: "Fuck, look at it!"

The boys raised their heads and found a girl standing under the big tree, tall and wearing a mask.

Although the face can't be seen clearly, but this is not the point.

"Song Qingshu from Dormitory 522, you ruined my youth and compensated my child!"

The boys looked at each other, and with these simple words, they knew they hadn't had breakfast yet, but they ate a melon instead, and the portion was not light. "

522 dormitory, Song Qingshu, children.

"This Song Qingshu is so awesome, it seems that he has made his belly full."

"666, I think that girl is also pretty, what a pity."

"I really want to see who Song Qingshu is, and which department is Dormitory 522 in?"

The girl had been standing downstairs, looking in the direction of the fifth floor.

Soon, apart from the boys in morning class, more and more boys saw this banner.

It turned out that someone happened to be in the 522 dormitory, and he ran upstairs immediately after seeing it.

"Song Qingshu, Song Qingshu, wake up quickly, your disaster is coming! Hurry up!"

"Damn, when did I have a disaster star?"

Song Qingshu spent the night at the bar last night, speechless: "What's going on?"

"Someone is pulling a banner downstairs!" said the roommate and Song Qingshu.

"Which girl pulled the banner to confess to me?"

"Look at you, you're still in the mood to make a joke. The banner says you've made someone's belly bigger!"

"Fuck?!"

Song Qingshu immediately put on his clothes and went downstairs, hoping in his heart that it wouldn't be her, that it wouldn't be her.

But when he came downstairs and saw the figure surrounded by the crowd, Song Qingshu couldn't help but sigh.

You are really my disaster star!

You are not finished yet!

Song Qingshu felt very embarrassed and thought that Qiu Ya was just angry for a moment and would leave later.

But when he saw more and more people watching, some boys smiled and said: "When will we go to see 522, I didn't expect that there are such scumbags in our dormitory."

"Oh shit!"

Song Qingshu cursed, feeling angry when he thought that the banner was still there.

"Go away, go away!."

Song Qingshu rushed directly into the crowd, looked at Qiu Ya: "You are sick, isn't it over already, why are you still holding the banner here?"

Qiu Ya stood calmly under the big tree, looking at Song Qingshu.

Hanging the banner directly downstairs in Song Qingshu's dormitory was Chu He's idea.

So far, the effect is very obvious. At least half of the boys in the dormitory know about it.

The melon-eating boys onlookers were very excited when they saw the male protagonist appear.

They looked at Song Qingshu. Although Song Qingshu's hair was messy when he woke up, he was still a handsome guy.

"A Dou, dismantle it for me!"

Scholar Song Qing pointed to the banner hanging on the tree, and turned to look at his roommate.

Wen Qiuya didn't speak, and didn't show any expression.

"Adou, go!" Song Qingshu looked at his roommate indifferently.

"Then I will dismantle it myself!"

Song Qingshu was about to go up to tear down the banner, when suddenly two tall boys walked over from the side: "What are you doing, why are you tearing down our banner?"

Song Qingshu froze for a moment: "What is your banner?"

"Here."

One of them pointed to the underside of the scumbag banner.

Song Qingshu took a closer look, and there was actually a banner.

"The cultural relics restoration professional lecture will be held in the Second Teaching School tomorrow, and everyone is welcome to come in and listen to the lecture."

This banner is directly hidden behind. If someone didn't look at it, they would never know that there is another banner here.

"I'm not tearing this one down for you."

Song Qingshu thought it was a misunderstanding: "I want to tear down the front one."

"How do we know which one you want to tear down?"

The two boys directly stood in front of Song Qingshu: "Go away, go away, let me tell you, this is an auditorium held by the dean, what if you want to tear down our banner?"

"I really don't want to tear you down."

"Who knows?"

"I'm really not!"

"Who knows?"

(End of this chapter)