When I heard that freshmen were admitted, all the senior students from various departments ran to the school gate.
Not for anything else, just to see if there are any handsome guys or beauties.
But Yu Zhinan is different.
She is serious about recruiting people for the club.
Amitabha, love at this age is too annoying. Yu Zhinan doesn't want to experience it. It's boring and boring.
Yu Zhinan firmly believes that she is very realistic. At this age, she has no money, no time, and no mood. What is she doing talking about men? Isn't it good to be single?
Ever since, she stood under the scorching sun and dragged people to join the WeChat group to register for the club online.
The club is for writing and usually holds many activities. Because the president is rich, he often travels and goes to the movies at public expense, and the treatment is really good!
"Classmate, wait a minute!" A handsome guy walked by and was grabbed by Yu Zhinan.
"My classmate added me on WeChat, I..." At this point, the handsome guy had already broken away from her hand and left, leaving behind the sentence "I won't add anyone I don't know."
Yu Zhinan was speechless.
When the club group chat was opened late at night, the president sent out the basic information of the online applicants, along with a written article and photos, so that everyone could choose a few people.
The three words "Ji Yunyu" were displayed on the phone screen. Yu Zhinan looked at the word "male" in the gender column and sneered: "Isn't this a girl's name?"
Look at the photos again.
... The handsome guy who rejected her.
The smile on Yu Zhinan's face froze: One moment he rejected her, the next moment he asked the president to sign up, it's really yours.
University campus literature, Yu Zhinan × Ji Yunyu
Intention: Let everything happen