Geese fly south

The incident of being adopted has also gradually faded out of the public's field of vision. Unexpectedly, a week later, a post was discussed on the forum in full swing.

The post was titled "The Photographer of the Baoyangmen Incident Last Week on August [-]", and the content in it was:

Last week, the Baoyangmen incident caused a lot of uproar, and that day happened to be the day when I submitted my application for insurance research qualifications on Friday. Such a coincidental day, which made me maliciously speculate...

There are also a lot of screenshots in it, all of which are screenshots of the two photos posted anonymously by each group, and the chat time for posting the pictures is also marked with a red line, and the chat time in QQ is accurate to the second, which group is the most The first one is clear at a glance.

It is the 16th grade finance class 1.

And this group happened to be Chu Yan's class group.

This post went viral in an instant. Nowadays, everyone loves to eat melons. Last week, Baoyangmen broke out, and this week came a series again. Don't you want to watch and eat melons?

[Fuck, the feelings are caused by Chu Yan's classmates in her class? 】

[This is not easy, just ask the counselor directly, who is qualified to apply for the postgraduate insurance in Class 16, Class 1 Finance, the one who is the last one in Chuyan and the one who just won't get in the card has the greatest chance. 】

【Upstairs positive solution】

[Niubian, the university's insurance research is also messed up]

[Picture] [This is what I saw when I went to the counselor's office, everyone keep a low profile and eat melons]

The picture above is exactly the list of the 16th-level financial colleges applying for insurance research, and Chu Yan is firmly in the first place.

When Cheng Yue saw this picture, her face turned pale, and her hands trembled: "She, didn't she apply for postgraduate insurance? Why is she still there? This must be fake."

Her friends came over to take a look, and saw the word Chu Yan, "Didn't you say she didn't apply? Could it be that she lied to you?"

Once Chu Yan applied, one of the quotas was directly taken up. Cheng Yue's face was pale, but after comparing the scores, she was relieved. Fortunately, she spent tens of thousands of dollars to find someone to get a credit certificate. The score in the class is considered No.3, and it happened to be stuck in the quota of insurance research, which squeezed out the Youth League Committee.

But when she saw the word Chu Yan on the picture, she felt a chill in her heart. Originally, Chu Yan didn't help her get credits. When she sent those photos to the group, she still felt a little uneasy, but now she doesn't at all. Well, Chu Yan is deceiving her first. If she knew that Chu Yan applied for the postgraduate insurance, then she would not apply. After all, no one can shake Chu Yan's quota, so she would not have to spend so much effort and money to obtain insurance. There are not so many troublesome things tormenting her day and night...

"Yanzi, have you read the post I forwarded to you? The people in it are taking photos." Zhao Qian was eating a watermelon, which was delicious. The melons this season are not very sweet, but this is her Boyfriends are carefully selected, but they are different after all.

Chu Yan just came back from the library. She was simply packing up a set of clothes and a plastic bag containing objects and stuffing them into her schoolbag. There were also reference books and notebooks in it. The schoolbag suddenly bulged. Holding an umbrella in his right hand, he shook his head and said, "I didn't see it."

"Hey, why don't you look at it? Anyway, it has something to do with you. Don't you want to know who took the photo and uploaded it?" Zhao Qian thought to herself why this person didn't care at all. Each of my friends forwarded it.

"I don't want to." Chu Yan waved her hand and said, "I won't be back today or tomorrow."

The meaning is still the same as before, come back on the weekend.

Zhao Qian was taken aback when she heard the words, thinking that she was going to work part-time again to earn money, so she quickly responded, "Oh oh ok."

She looked at Chu Yan's back, and thought so too, she is busy with postgraduate entrance examinations and part-time jobs all day, how can she have time...

Eh! ! !wrong! ! !

She just saw Chu Yan on the postgraduate application form in the post. Since Chu Yan has applied for postgraduate insurance, according to her grades and extracurricular scores, she can definitely apply to a first-class university. Why do she have to go to the library every day? Reading and studying?

After a while, she finally calmed down, thinking that those who can definitely get into the graduate school are still studying hard, and she, a salty fish who is about to take the civil service exam, is still reading posts. The contrast is really too strong.

At this time, Liu Mengyu returned to the dormitory from the outside, she glanced at Zhao Qian, then at Chu Yan's bed, remembering the Chu Yan she saw on the way back just now, she put the small bag in her hand on the table, her eyelashes trembling, Then he asked, "Is Yanzi still in the library?"

"She just left and went to work part-time again. As usual, she only comes back on weekends." Zhao Qian put the watermelon aside resignedly, then turned on the tablet to look at the class.

Liu Mengyu paused to change the slippers, then went to the bathroom without saying anything.

It has been raining heavily outside for a week. The drainage system of University A is very bad. In some sections of the road, the rainwater has accumulated up to the ankles, mixed with the fallen leaves, and flows to the lower places.

Not far away, the first-year students were conducting military training indoors, and Xu Shi was singing that unity is strength during the intermission.

Chu Yan carefully protected the cake in front of her chest, probably because the shout was too loud, reminding her of the afternoon of the military training that day.

Their class was also doing military training, but it was not so lucky. During that time, it was exposed to the sun at 40 degrees every day, and the skin on Chu Yan's face was almost peeling off. Her mouth was dry, and the cup filled with water was on the steps not far away. Lying there, mixed in with the pile of brand new glasses, hers with chipped varnish looked out of place.

"Standing!"

The instructor roared in a loud voice, "Active for 2 minutes."

The tall and straight bodies that had been trained all of a sudden slumped. Chu Yan followed the crowd to the steps and walked quickly. Her face was covered with beads of sweat, and suddenly she heard an exclamation.

She followed the voice, and saw a slender figure under a sycamore tree next to the playground. The belt of the white skirt was loosely tied, which lined the waist, making it easy to hold.

She still remembered that An Chengming ran over there under the envious eyes of the crowd, took out two boxes of mineral water from the car behind An Nanhan, brought them back, and handed them out one by one.

That day, Chu Yan held the bottle of water and didn't drink a sip during the military training.

Until late at night, she sat on the bed staring at the bottle of water and recalled that slender figure, but she couldn't resist unscrewing the bottle cap and took a shallow sip.

Even though it was ordinary mineral water, she sang sweetly.

There was a smile on the corners of Chu Yan's lips unconsciously, she thought, it would be great if she could date An Nanhan earlier, An Nanhan's sweetness, once tasted, there is no way to quit it.

"Chu Yan?"

When she was about to leave the school gate, someone stopped her.

As soon as Chu Yan raised his eyes, he saw the squad leader amidst the wind and rain. The squad leader was standing next to the Youth League Committee.

She paused and responded.

The squad leader pulled the Youth League Committee over. They were holding an umbrella. It was a little narrow for two big men to squeeze in. The squad leader was used to taking care of people. The umbrellas were basically tilted towards the Youth League Committee. His right shoulder was wet. A large piece.

"Have you printed out those materials for your thesis? You can submit the extra points for your thesis next week."

Last Friday, I sent various materials of the insurance research institute, but the timing of the paper’s publication in the journal is different, and the insurance research institute is extremely valued on the value of the paper, so as long as the bonus points for the paper are available before the examination of the insurance research institute quota Submit your thesis.

There are also two types of papers, one is that the publisher pays you, and the other is that you pay the publisher, commonly known as buying a page.

Every time it comes to the period of Baoyan, many magazine publishers are making a lot of money, and the more valuable the publisher, the higher the price.

And some of the top and reputable magazines in the industry naturally don't do this kind of deal that smashes their brands.

"Not yet." Chu Yan said.

"Then hurry up and print it out. Recently, there are a lot of people in the printing shop, so you have to wait in line for a while."

"Ah."

"By the way, that Cheng Yue in your dormitory, has she printed out her thesis yet?" the monitor asked again.

At this time, the class committee member who was always sleepy at the side finally got some attention and looked at Chu Yan.

Chu Yan opened his eyes to look at him, looking at him very uncomfortable, he coughed lightly.

"I don't know, you can ask her yourself, let's go first." Chu Yan walked away after finishing speaking, passing by the class committee glanced at him.

Chu Yan took the cake and got on the bus. Since she was photographed last time, she didn't let An Nanhan pick her up and send her off, so as not to cause another accident.

At this time, there were quite a lot of people on the bus, so Chu Yan pinched her phone and sent a message to An Nanhan: Is my sister off work?

There was a quick message back: No, the supervisor assigned work before the end of get off work, and it had to be finished.

Chu Yan lowered her head and typed: What time can I get off work?

The cake in her arms has been stored for a long time, and the taste has deteriorated greatly.

Sister: I guess it will be ten o'clock, have you brought your keys?

A gleam of light flashed in Chu Yan's eyes, paused, and replied: No.

Sister: Then I'll ask Didi to deliver it to the gate of my community, and you can get it?

Chu Yan: No, I'll go to my sister's company to get it.

She remembered that An Nanhan worked in an independent office.

Sister: Is it too far away?

An Nanhan knew that she must have come here by bus, and it was estimated that it would take more than an hour of bumps. Now it is the rush hour on a rainy day, so there may be a traffic jam.

But Chu Yan replied: "It's not far away. I just happen to have something for my sister."

In this way, An Nanhan had no choice but to let her come over. She was afraid that Chu Yan hadn't eaten dinner, so she specially ordered food, thinking that she would wait for Chu Yan to come over to eat.

After Chu Yan transferred the bus once, she finally arrived at the downstairs of An Nanhan's company. An Nanhan seemed to have greeted the front desk. As soon as the receptionist saw Chu Yan, he asked her with a smile if she was looking for Manager An.

Chu Yan nodded, and the front desk led her to the elevator, and swiped her card to help her press the floor where An Nanhan's office was located.

After getting out of the elevator, Chu Yan didn't go in directly, but stood in the aisle and sent An Nanhan a message: Sister, I'm here.

Within a few seconds, she saw An Nanhan coming out.

An Nanhan is wearing a white long dress today, with a corseted waist, a doll collar, and a few finely crafted buttons on the chest.

She still wore light makeup today, her hair was loose and a little fluffy, as if she had washed her hair this morning, and the faint fragrance of the shampoo was still lingering.

The little dimple on the left cheek has not been hidden since seeing Chu Yan.

Chu Yan pursed her lips, and clenched her bag tightly.

The author has something to say: An Nanhan: I thought I didn't need to work overtime, but I had to work overtime again, alas.