Super poor omega working online

Oh, I'm really acting, I'm afraid to scare you.

He Shuning deliberately didn't look at Xia Youchen's pale face, why?I only allow you to insinuate, point and curse, but I can't return the knife to your heart with an eye for an eye?

Problem, used to it.

Unfortunately, he miscalculated Xia Youchen's endurance.

After all, he has been chasing Fu Huaiyan for a whole year, so he has never seen such cold words.

"I'm also from the Academy of Art, but I'm from the Department of Dance." Xia Youchen revived with full blood: "Before I went abroad, I often stayed in clubs with Brother Fu, and I got used to following the seniors around me."

Others call him senior, but call him senior brother?

Have you watched too many big brothers and junior brothers in TV dramas?

He Shuning smiled: "That's it!"

Xia Youchen picked up a piece of scallop from the baking pan and put it on He Shuning's dinner plate, smiling all over his face: "Junior He, eat more, your military training is quite hard."

Then, there was a trace of concern on his face: "I heard that you made a mistake in training and were punished by the instructor. How is it? Are you okay?"

What's the matter if you don't open the pot and lift the pot, just want to expose people's faults and set people up?

He Shuning couldn't explain that he was punished by the instructor because he saw Fu Huaiyan and Xia Youchen walking together and was too distracted by his wild thoughts!

Moreover, it's weird to shout the national anthem in public!

That's right, He Shuning, with a confused brain, sang the national anthem at the end. It was sonorous and powerful, and the words were clear. The military instructors immediately called the sitting freshmen to sing in chorus.

Young Master He shouldn't be too pleased with the scene where all the troops are singing in chorus.

Right now, He Shuning was trying to find a random topic to change, when the boy sitting next to Xia Youchen spoke.

"Hey, junior, are you an omega performing fighting on the playground?"

It's a blessing, not a disaster, it's a disaster that can't be avoided.

He Shuning squeezed the chopsticks tightly: "It's probably me."

"I'll just say it!" The boy touched his head and smiled: "Just now I looked at you like, I thought I had misidentified the person."

He Shuning was confused: "Where have you seen me before?"

Another boy next to him rushed to talk: "Campus forum, all the posts about you are marked in red, the new school grass art department, the top three on the homepage, and the replies have seven or eight hundred floors."

School grass?Is the hat so high for him?

He Shuning was skeptical: "It won't happen!"

"Oh, I don't believe you go to the forum to have a look, I definitely didn't lie to you..."

Before he finished speaking, a schoolgirl on the other side suddenly smiled and said, "What's so interesting about that, it's just a group of boring people making a fuss and talking about irrelevant things."

She winked at the people around her, and the others agreed.

"It's really nothing to look at. A lot of things are grandstanding."

"Yes, yes, two days ago, I saw someone saying that I saw a ghost in Xiyuan Lake."

"There are also people who say that in the final exam of the first half of the year, students stay up too late reading books and die suddenly from exhaustion. I am a medical student. I don't know anything about it. Just talk nonsense."

In this way, He Shuning didn't know whether to watch it?Still not watching?

Fu Huaiyan beside him handed over a plate, the peeled shrimp looked delicious and attractive.

He whispered: "You eat first."

After speaking, he took off his greasy gloves and took out his mobile phone to look at it.

Ever since Fu Huaiyan handed the plate to He Shuning just now, the atmosphere at the dinner table has become weird. At this moment, seeing Fu Huaiyan's actions, everyone ate in silence and fell silent instantly.

No matter how you look at it, it's all tricky, and it's still about yourself.

He Shuning felt as if he was eating melons and eating himself, but Fu Huaiyan blocked his mouth with a plate of shrimp.

He can't fight against the boss!

He Shuning picked up a shrimp and put it in his mouth, it tasted really good.

However, a large table of people only eats and does not talk. This scene is uncomfortable no matter how you look at it.

So, Young Master He, who couldn't stand the awkward atmosphere, tried to calm down: "You just said that you saw a ghost in Xiyuan Lake, is that true?"

Xia Youchen got angry when he saw He Shuning, he sneered: "Didn't you hear that they said it was fake?"

If you can't talk, then please don't talk, okay?

He Shuning bit the shrimp hard: "Did you say it?"

Seeing this, the people around said softly, "Not only Xiyuan Lake, but also people said they saw it in the Yibo Building. The white shadow floats in the night."

"Someone refuted the rumor. The windows of the music classroom on the top floor were not closed properly. There was a strong wind that night, and the gauze curtains fluttered."

"I also heard that the senior sister accidentally left the piano score in the classroom, and she happened to be wearing a white skirt when she went back to get it at night."

Finally, with He Shuning's own power, he turned the tide. Everyone made up things and talked in a hurry, and the atmosphere at the dinner table returned to excitement.

Fu Huaiyan, who was sitting on the edge of the table, had his own style of painting, and no one dared to disturb him.

[Tears shed on Xiyuan Lake, the computer department boss named A has the owner? 】

[New love and old love compete in the same field, who will win? 】

[The new school draft is scheduled, the best omega from the art department. 】

Fu Huaiyan clicked on the last post, what about fair skin, beautiful long legs, almond eyes, cherry lips and a small waist...

Frowning, he turned a few pages and directly sent the forum address to the company's top programmer.

[All posts about He Shuning are deleted. 】

[Boss, I'm off work and I'm driving home, and it's not convenient to park around. 】

[This month's wage increase is 20.00%. 】

[Okay, boss. 】

Smart programmers rewrote several links and sent them to the company's small group before deleting them.

Trillion project team——

[Plaid shirts don't need to be overlord: link: Anecdotes between me and the boss of the company. 】

[Plaid shirts don’t need to be overlords: Everyone, treat He Xiao with a better attitude in the future, please be cautious in what you say and do, brothers, I’m here to help. 】

[Where did the money go:? ? ? 】

[Plaid shirt doesn't need to be overlord: Qian Hanhan, please read the above link before talking, thank you for your cooperation! 】

[Shanaris: Oh, I've already seen it. 】

[Sea King is also king: Sister Luo is mighty. 】

[Zhao Tiezhu: Thank you for your kindness, double-click 666. 】

[Little landlord at the entrance of the village: I am going to get a child bride for Sanyuan Bao tomorrow, do you see the standard of my kneeling posture? 】

[Chest broken boulder: I invest. 】

[Sea King is also a king: add me. 】

[Where did the money go: Oh, I understand, but the boss didn't go to school, wasn't it because he was busy preparing for the release of "Judgment Day"? 】

[Where did the money go: Besides, I remember that the boss’s family is not poor. It seems that our company was only established with two months’ pocket money. 】

【Shanalis: ...】

[Plaid shirt doesn't need to be overlord: ...]

[Little landlord at the entrance of the village: Mom, look, there is a fool here. 】

Five minutes later, college student A discovered that the forum had been scrubbed, the top three posts on the front page had all disappeared, and no news about Junior He could be found.

In the dark, it seems to have verified a certain thing.

Of course, He Shuning, who returned to the dormitory at night, found the entrance to the school forum. However, after logging in, he did not find any posts related to him.

Uh……

During the lunch break the next day, He Shuning and Wen Zhiming were walking to the cafeteria when they were suddenly stopped.

"Two students, please wait a moment."

A boy with a camera came up behind him. He wore a beige hooded short-sleeved shirt and light-colored pants. He had neat short-to-medium-length hair, clear and quiet eyes, and a straight nose. people.

"Hello, I'm Pei Xi, a junior majoring in photography. I want to take some photos for you and publish them as the theme of tomorrow's freshman school magazine. Is that okay?"

Pei Xi handed over the sign on his chest, and it clearly said Pei Xi, the photography group of A major.

His voice was surrounded by the spring sun in March, warm and warm: "Is it okay to just delay your time for a little bit? I promise that the photos will not be used for other purposes."

It's not too much trouble to take a photo.

He Shuning and Wen Zhiming looked at each other and agreed.

The click, click, click for a few minutes, He Shuning felt, was much simpler than the last time Xia Ziluo took his promotional photo.

At the end, Pei Xi smiled and asked: "Do you need to add my contact information? After the photo is processed, I will send it to you first."

He Shuning thought about it. He didn't have time to broadcast live recently, and fans asked him to post some photo benefits on Weibo, so should he take this opportunity to satisfy the fans who are starving for food?

Soon, he and Pei Xi exchanged contact information, but Wen Zhiming, because his phone was out of battery, had to trouble He Shuning to forward the photos to himself after receiving them.

Afterwards, the two of them went to the cafeteria to prepare meals and found a seat to sit down. He Shuning suddenly remembered that tomorrow was the recruiting day of the club.

He asked Wen Zhiming: "By the way, have you decided which club to join tomorrow?"

"Let's go to the school debate team!" Wen Zhiming thought for a while: "Didn't Senior Jiang say that you can add credits!"

He Shuning was silent for three seconds: "Are you listening to him fooling around?"

Wen Zhiming shook his head: "Not exactly, because I am busy with professional courses. If I join the debate team, I can choose one less elective course in the future."

University A has another rule that students elective courses are divided into public elective courses and professional elective courses starting from the freshman year. The elective courses have corresponding credits. Students do not need to take elective courses, but they must complete the credits before they can graduate.

Credits can be added for behaviors such as being brave in righteousness, winning glory for the school in competitions, and making constructive achievements.

Speaking of which, compared with choosing clubs, grabbing elective courses after military training is more troublesome!

He Shuning picked up the rice: "I haven't decided which one to choose, the comic club or the traditional Chinese painting club. I'm going to go to the club center after training in the afternoon to learn about it first."

"It's related to your major, it's good!" Wen Zhiming asked him: "How about I go with you? You wait for me when the time comes."

He Shuning waved his hand: "No, I can go by myself, and it's not far away. I'll be there in three to five minutes from the playground."

Wen Zhiming didn't force it: "It's fine."

There was a sudden noise in front of him, He Shuning raised his head, and then narrowed his eyes.

He has fate with Xia Youchen, right?

We met three times within 24 hours, and he was tired of looking at it.

Then, he saw the boy opposite Xia Youchen, whose beige shirt was stained with soup.

What a coincidence, He Shuning also knew that unlucky boy.

It was Pei Xi, the senior from the photography department who just took pictures of them.