The Real Young Master is Picking Up Trash [Transmigration Book]

Jiang Zheye, who was blown by the night wind after leaving the dormitory door, was very satisfied and felt that he had realized his value.

He looked up at the night, which was shining like diamonds, and said to himself: "I don't know if this can satisfy my father." Speaking of this, his deer eyes were a little sad.

After a few minutes, he said again: "If you are happy, just let me inherit the family property..." Small money is the most lovable thing!

He took the things he had recorded and planned to go to the office to ask the minister to give them to him. He passed the playground on the way and found that there were many people surrounded there, which seemed quite lively.

Jiang Zheye also wanted to watch the excitement, and leaned forward to take a look.

There were four people standing in the center circle surrounded by many people, each of them had a Lime in front of them, and they were singing songs along with the accompaniment on the stereo.

Their expressions are very serious, and they put all their heart and soul into the performance.

The song is over.Jiang Zheye followed the crowd and applauded for them.Judging from his many years of performance experience, when these young people sing, they rely more on their voice conditions and lack some professional skills.

But this kind of unrefined voice, which reveals vitality in its greenness, is quite good.

Only then did he remember that he hadn't done anything yet, so he changed direction and went to the student union office.

The minister is a bit fat otaku, already a senior, but he is very responsible for the affairs of the student union.Willing to use their own personal time to handle work.

Wang An, the otaku, let Jiang Zheye in when he heard the knock on the door, and looked at the score sheet that Jiang Zheye brought with him, looking quite satisfied.

"Yes, it's well done. After all, this is the first time you've dealt with this independently." Wang An put down the paper in his hand and took out something from the drawer, "No, this is for you as a reward." Come on, keep working hard!"

Jiang Zheye looked at the figurine of the anime character, and sighed in his heart that he was indeed an otaku, and he was not particularly interested, so Zhang refused: "This is what I should do, I don't ask for any rewards, you can keep it yourself, minister." .”

"Are you being polite again? This is a benefit that only our animation club has. I gave it to you, and you will keep it if you give it to you." Wang An forcefully stuffed the figure into his hand, and his eyes were wide open. I'm a little unhappy.

Jiang Zheye had no choice but to accept the S-shaped figurine, and looked at the other person's face when he got better and asked, "Minister, do you still join the animation club? After joining the student union, can you still go to the club?"

This involves his knowledge blind spot.

"Of course, it's not a conflict. It's not difficult to balance both sides. You just need to stagger the time and arrange it reasonably. In fact, Zheye, if you have any hobbies, you can try it. After all, college life is only once in a lifetime. Why don't you try it?" It's a pity."