A heartthrob? Here you go!

"No need to send me, I can go by myself."

Yu Ge rejected Zhang Daoqing, and when he turned to leave, Zhang Daoqing subconsciously reached out and grabbed Yu Ge.

Yu Ge's hand and the delicate communicator were both held tightly by Zhang Daoqing. The scorching heat penetrated through the back of his hand, trying to penetrate into the skin and flesh, and travel along the blood vessels to the heart, firmly occupying that unique position.

Yu Ge looked back at Zhang Daoqing in confusion.

Zhang Daoqing suddenly came to his senses and immediately let go of her hand and apologized: "Sorry, Senior Yu, I didn't mean it."

"I want to ask..."

Zhang Daoqing's eyes wandered, his red lips slightly pursed, showing his innocence, completely different from his fierceness and coldness just now. He asked hesitantly:

"Senior Yu...Sister, are you going to the school gate to look for Senior Song?"

Hearing the familiar "Senior Song", Yu Ge looked Zhang Daoqing up and down, and saw that the cold and handsome young man's cheeks turned slightly red under her gaze, like a red rose on a snowy mountain.

Yu Ge sighed again in his heart.

She knew that in this crazy world, no one could resist Song Jingshen's charm.

She pulled her hand back with force, her voice a little colder: "No, I won't go to find him."

After saying that, Yu Ge raised his eyes and was about to say goodbye when he met Zhang Daoqing's surprised gaze.

He looked at Yu Ge, not understanding how he had annoyed Yu Ge, but not daring to ask more.

Yu Ge adjusted the shoulder bag strap, sighed inwardly, and adjusted his tone: "Thank you for today."

"I'm leaving now. I'll send a banner to your Discipline Committee later."

After saying that, Yu Ge waved his hand and turned to leave.

Zhang Daoqing was behind him, raising his arms slightly and moving his slender fingers as if he wanted to hold someone back. But in the end, he lowered his arms and looked at Yu Ge with an inaudible sigh.

When the students in seclusion saw this wonderful scene, they couldn't help but take several photos. Then they looked at the photos in their hands excitedly, opened the forum of Upstate University, and started editing.

After completing the editing, he carefully blurred the young man in the photo until it was no longer visible, and then he sent it out with satisfaction.

Yu Ge had just arrived at the Upstate University Library - the Debate Building, and had just found a place to put down her bag when she saw people around her looking at her with contempt.

Yu Ge frowned, feeling something was wrong.

Thinking about the big scene downstairs of the dormitory just now, Yu Ge calmly took the book, picked up the communicator and opened the Upstate University app.

Sure enough, there was a red post floating on the forum homepage.

[Be careful! The rotten fish and shrimp are starting to pay for it! ]

Yu Ge clicked on the post and saw nothing but sarcasm and insults directed at her.

She scrolled through the post and saw that it contained only insults and no other words with the intention of actual attack. She calmly closed the post, picked up her pen and started reviewing.

The most important thing at the moment is the postgraduate entrance examination.

In front of Upstate University.

New students came to the school to register one after another, and everyone who stepped through the gate was stunned by Song Jingshen's stunning appearance.

The student union members nearby kept waking up each freshman, and then skillfully led them to register. When the freshmen left, they were all distraught and reluctant to leave.

Song Jingshen's clear eyes swept across the scene. After frowning and thinking for a while, he quickly adjusted the work arrangements on site, and then walked under the greenhouse. The housekeeper beside him handed him a bottle of water at the right time.

Her fair and slender fingers took the crystal clear glass bottle. Her jade-like and frosty skin was not inferior to the delicately cut and colorful glass bottle, and was even better.

With a slight force on his hand, the veins bulged slightly, the bottle cap was unscrewed, and he held it in the palm of his hand, intimately feeling the warm flesh and strong bones, making others jealous of its intimacy with that person.

Song Jingshen took a sip of water and slowly screwed the bottle cap back on. He then heard the butler beside him calmly report, "Master, there is something going on in the forum."

After he finished speaking, Butler Song handed the light screen in his hand forward, on which were photos of Yu Ge having ambiguous contact with others.

In the photo, under the bright sunshine and dense shade of green trees, a petite girl and a cold and handsome young man are very close to each other.

Song Jingshen stared at the person in the photo.

Even though the young man's image was covered with thick mosaics, he could recognize that this was the person he had chosen as his next successor - Zhang Daoqing.

He once admired Zhang Daoqing's upright character, but now he finds him annoying no matter how he looks at him.

Song Jingshen calmly withdrew his gaze, used his authority, blocked the post, clicked on the link, forwarded it to Zhang Daoqing, and entered the information: find out the identity of each ID and deal with it.

After completing the input, Song Jingshen pushed open the light screen. His expression remained unchanged, as if he didn't care at all. His long black silk hair formed an ink-and-wash arc behind him, and he turned and walked out of the greenhouse.

Although his eyes were still looking at the busy crowd and his brain was still calmly commanding, his eyes were cold as frost.

It seems that the supervision of the Discipline Inspection Commission is not strong enough, so they dare to post such a post just after the school starts.

Song Jingshen stood tall and slender in the sunlight, restraining her inner anger and anxiety, and calmly issued orders one after another.

How is Xiaoyu now?

Are you still with Zhang Daoqing?

The jealousy, rage, anxiety, worry and other emotions that were accumulated in his heart were roaring and churning, and when they were about to erupt like a volcano, Song Jingshen's vision suddenly sank, and he lowered his eyelids to stare at the rough gray and white cement floor, and raised his hand to rub his temple.

restraint.

Restrain yourself.

I promised Xiaoyu to keep the relationship secret.

Song Jingshen slowly put down his hand, and a cautious voice came from the side: "Senior Song, are you okay?"

Song Jingshen glanced over, smiled warmly and thanked him. The handsome young man suddenly felt dizzy, as if he was in heaven.

He didn't enjoy this wonderful feeling for too long, because the next moment he felt a chill on his back and a strong sense of crisis came over him. The handsome junior looked over warily at once, and when he saw it, he froze where he was.

The people around him stared at him quietly, as if they wanted to tear him apart.

This time, he was so scared that he took a few steps back and hurriedly turned away.

Song Jingshen noticed the gazes of others, and his eyes, though his face was as gentle as jade, became extremely cold.

How disgusting.

These disgusting things that were jealous beyond recognition and were preventing him from being with Xiaoyu.

He shook his head as if disappointed and said slowly:

"As members of the student union, I thought you could all set an example, but you..."

Upstate University strictly prohibits all incidents of violence, including threats and intimidation that do not cause physical harm.

Since Song Jingshen started speaking, everyone around him lowered their heads in shame, finding it difficult to breathe.

One of them bit his lip and said shamefully, "President, we are wrong. We will go to the Discipline Committee after the orientation is over."

As soon as the words fell, countless people responded in panic.

"Yes, yes, we were wrong."

"President, I'm sorry to disappoint you. Please don't be angry."

Song Jingshen nodded and said, "We must correct our mistakes as soon as we know them. We must set an example."

This is the rule set by Song Jingshen to atone his sins.

In the shade of the tree, the weak and pitiful-looking girl raised her head and looked at Song Jingshen.

Is that person the young nobleman who is pestering Sister Yu?

Her eyes deepened, the veins on the hand holding the suitcase push bar bulged, and the next moment her dark head was pressed down by another white but rough hand.

"Don't look." A clear young voice sounded, and he said softly:

"Meng Chun, control yourself and don't cause trouble for Sister Yu."