Green tea junior is always catching me

Li Xinghe waited for a while, but did not receive a reply from Zhao Qingbei.

That's right, it's not normal for him to reply to the message.

During the period, he received a few freshmen who came in to submit their forms. At Ge Yun's request, after the lecture tonight, the ministers of various departments will conduct a round of interviews with these freshmen.

In this regard, the student union management group is quite controversial.

Propaganda Department - Han Mengjia: [Teacher, is it too early for the interview?Many people did not fill out the form on the spot. 】

Literary and Art Department-Tang Xin: [Our department only received a dozen forms, can we wait for a few days after the presentation and then interview? 】

Ge Yun: [Collect them all on the spot. 】

Propaganda Department - Li Xinghe: [Teacher, most people may fill out the form after watching the briefing. I suggest organizing the interview after two days. 】

Ge Yun: [Receive the form tonight and interview by the way, and we will organize another one later. 】

Li Xinghe still wanted to say something, Qin Tao quickly played a voice call for him.

"Stop talking, Ah Xing." He seemed to be walking, his voice was a little panting, "Ge Yun was approved by the leader today, and he is in a bad mood, so don't hit the gun. Also, the director of the Academic Affairs Office is also in the Zhongming Tower at night. She might want to make some formalities to show the director."

"Okay, I got it, I said why she suddenly looks like she has been beaten with chicken blood." Li Xinghe curled his lips in disdain, and it really was superficial again.

Qin Tao said: "I still have to get the banner, hang it up first, don't worry too much at night, just take good care of Mr. Zhao."

After all, he hung up the phone.

Xia Qi listened to a word at the side, slapped her head and said, "Ah, I almost forgot the milk tea for Mr. Zhao."

Li Xinghe sneered: "Forget it, he probably won't come."

"He's not coming?" Xia Qi said disappointedly.

"Nine times out of ten."

Sure enough, as Qin Tao said, someone in the group complained a few more words, and was immediately blasted to death by Ge Yun.

She sent several voices in a row, severely accusing the minister of wanting to be lazy, irresponsible and so on.

For a while, no one in the group dared to say anything.

After a while, Ge Yun sent another message: [From the Propaganda Department, before tonight's briefing, post the morning's welcome news release to the group. 】

Xia Qi almost jumped up from her chair: "What is this aunt doing, I only wrote half of it!"

She stayed in the orientation office for most of the day, and started writing as soon as she returned to the office.

"If it wasn't for that letter of appointment, I really wouldn't want to do it." She slammed the mouse angrily.

"Who isn't it? Damn, it's like urging your life every day." Li Xinghe saved the repaired picture and said to her, "Pass the manuscript over, and I'll help you write the next one."

Xia Qi burst into tears immediately: "Woooo, Ah Xing, you are the best."

Since last year, after Ge Yun severely criticized the news from the Propaganda Department, he named and asked the minister and deputy minister to take full responsibility.Xia Qi and Han Mengjia are both pure science students, and their photography skills are also very average. They were responsible for attracting foreign aid and making posters before.

It took Li Xinghe 10 minutes to finish the press release quickly, and then imported the saved pictures.

Xia Qi took an apple and gnawed it in her hand, while she gnawed, she came to look at his computer: "Hey, Ge Yun also came this morning? Why didn't I know."

"I didn't come, I went up." Li Xinghe said.

"Pfft—" Xia Qi almost sprayed it on his computer.

In the picture, there are three people sitting upright behind the signboard of the student union: Qin Tao, Ge Yun, and Li Xinghe.

Ge Yun is in the C position, and his skin is as white as snow, his lips are red as a little bit, and there is no trace of PS.

Xia Qi wailed: "You flatterer! How can she be so white!"

Li Xinghe remained calm, and even sent the manuscript and pictures to the group.

"But your picture P is really superb, you can't see it at all." She sighed.

After 5 minutes, Ge Yun commented: [The writing is good, who wrote this manuscript?After adding the signature, it will be posted on the official website. 】

Xia Qi: "..."

Ge Yun: [The photo was taken very well, Li Xinghe, who in your department took it?The attitude is very serious. 】

Li Xinghe answered one by one, and successfully became the only person praised by Ge Yun today. Qin Tao sent him a series of 666.

Xia Qi: "I should have let you process the photos earlier, so that Luo Ming wouldn't have to be scolded so many times."

After she finished speaking, she looked at Li Xinghe carefully as if she remembered something.

"I...did I say something wrong," she changed her tone, "Let Luo Ming fix it himself in the future."

Li Xinghe's expression remained the same: "It's okay, I've been busy recently, let him send me."

Both of them were silent.

Li Xinghe's biological father used to be a photographer. Due to various reasons at work, he divorced his mother when he was five years old.

Therefore, Xia Qi rarely mentioned photography-related matters in front of him.But she also knew that Li Xinghe liked photography since he was a child.

In the year of his college entrance examination, his total score was 660 and he got 598 in the exam. If you apply for the heavy exam, there are many schools to choose from.

But among the three volunteers he applied for, all of them were the best schools in the photography club.

Only Xia Qi knew about this little thought.

In previous years, the admission score for University A was above 608 points. He didn't even think about being admitted by his first choice, so he simply applied for one of the ace majors of University A.

Unexpectedly, many people did not dare to apply for finance that year, so that he pressed the line to come in and was not transferred to other majors.

Li Xinghe posted the news on the campus official website, and by the way habitually checked Weibo.

In his frequent visit column, the first one is a photographer named "U-Patrick".

U is a unique prefix for members of the China Visual Alliance. Patrick's profile picture is a snow mountain, which is said to be taken in Ushuaia, known as "the end of the world".

Patrick seems to have lived the life that Li Xinghe couldn't want. During the vacation, he would take his camera and travel to inaccessible places to take a group of blockbusters; he would also record a picture in a corner of the world full of fireworks. Zhang simple and lovely face.

When he first paid attention to him, Li Xinghe guessed that he might be a successful person in his 30s.

But it wasn't until some time ago that I found out that he was still a student, but I didn't know if he was a high school student or a college student.

Clicking on his homepage, it was a news that was just released today: [School has started. 】

Li Xinghe liked him, thought about it, and still couldn't hold back, and posted a comment: [What a coincidence, I also started school. 】

At eight o'clock in the evening, Zhongming Tower.

On summer nights, insects are buzzing and the wind is blowing.

In classroom 107 on the north side of the first floor, more than 100 people were crowded.

The students from the student union sat in the first two rows, those who worked on the equipment worked on the equipment, and those who handed out leaflets distributed leaflets in an orderly manner amidst the chaos.

Li Xinghe took pictures in front, and asked Luo Ming to take the staff to the back of the classroom to take pictures.

Ge Yun sat in the middle, whispering something to the vice chairman next to him.

Li Xinghe took the opportunity to slap her face, and she smiled at the camera.

On the podium, Qin Tao held up the microphone to test the microphone: "Hey, hey, 123, 123—please be quiet, everyone, and find a seat first."

The elementary school girls below whispered.

"There are a lot of people, and the student union is too popular."

"Of course, I heard from my senior sister that if you go in, you can give you a lecture chapter, and you don't even need to listen."

"What is the lecture chapter for?"

"You don't know this, it's for extra points!"

Li Xinghe took pictures beside them, thinking, I also came here for the lecture.It is only now that I realize that I really lack those points, and without these points, my overall quality may be at the bottom.

The process of the briefing was the same as in previous years. The bureau and ministers spoke separately. Ge Yun only spoke a few words at the beginning, posed for a few photos, and then left.

Next is the interview session.

Sure enough, when Qin Tao said that he was going to have an interview, everyone below was dumbfounded.

"Senior, you didn't notify me before, we were not prepared." Xiaxia complained.

Qin Tao said: "It's okay, this is just a round of interviews, we will select some more suitable people to stay. If you want to prepare for a few more days, just go back and wait for the notice in the group."

He spoke very cleverly, not only did not refute Ge Yun's words, but also left room for the freshmen.

The freshmen thought about it for a while, and most of them decided to stay and try for a while.

The student union has a total of eight departments, namely the secretariat, academic department, organization department, literature and art department, sports department, external relations department, publicity department and inspection department.Four departments were reserved for interviews in this classroom, and the others were moved to the next classroom.

Han Mengjia was called to clean up the venue, Xia Qi put a stack of forms in front of Li Xinghe: "Here, you half and I half, it is estimated that it will be finished before ten o'clock."

Li Xinghe looked at the long queue in front of him and was shocked: "So many people are interviewing for our department?"

He glanced at the academic department next door with few people.

The head of the academic department wore glasses and glared at him: "You still robbed my people this afternoon, do you need to rob?"

Li Xinghe laughed and said: "Calm down, how do I know that everyone doesn't like studying so much, when I heard that the academic department all ran away."

Head of Academic Department: "..."

Li Xinghe stretched his neck to look towards the end of the line.

After looking at it for a long time, I didn't see the smoky gray.

Well, sure enough, he expected too much.

How could it be possible for Zhao Qingbei to come to such a messy place and even attend the interview in line.

Li Xinghe pulled himself together and began to interview the freshmen one by one.

Generally, those who come to the Propaganda Department for interviews are more extroverted, but when faced with seniors who are one level above me, they still hesitate.

There are several in a row, all of which are similar in style:

"I, I'm good at taking pictures. I've never used a SLR before. Is the phone ok?"

"I majored in liberal arts in high school, and I can write well...I published articles in magazines, but I didn't bring them with me. Can I take a photo and send it to you?"

……

Li Xinghe didn't even bother to stare at their faces, because when he looked at them, he became nervous.

He simply lowered his head and asked questions while recording, and put a small tick in the upper right corner for everyone who met the criteria and could enter the second round of interviews.

After a while, only the last watch was left.

He yawned, feeling a little sleepy: "Next, Zhao Qing...?"

His mouth was half open and stuck.

A figure sat down on the chair directly opposite him, and a slightly familiar voice came: "Senior, good evening."

Li Xinghe clenched his hands, and the form wrinkled instantly.

Only then did he realize that the paper on this form was different from the previous ones, and it was obviously inserted last.

He raised his head, and met Zhao Qingbei's gaze which was difficult to distinguish his emotions.

For some reason, the people in front of him called him senior, but he didn't feel anything.But when Zhao Qingbei called these two words, he got goose bumps all over his body.

"Aren't you coming?" He asked subconsciously.

Zhao Qingbei's expression was indifferent: "Is there something I can't say? It's a senior, and he doesn't believe what he says."

Li Xinghe originally thought that when the two met again, there would be a scene of swords drawn, but he didn't expect his tone to be so natural and casual, as if nothing had happened.

He threw down the pen, crossed his arms and said, "Why did I not believe what I said?"

Zhao Qingbei glanced at him: "He said he wanted to invite me to drink milk tea, but he didn't even reserve a seat. Isn't that called breaking his promise?"

Li Xinghe shouted in his heart, I didn't ask you to drink milk tea!Who said who you are looking for!

He snorted and said awkwardly, "It's not that we don't want to stay, there are so many people tonight, can't you come earlier."

He specially used the word "we", which sounded like he was representing the student union, which also made him feel a little more at ease.

Miraculously, Zhao Qingbei didn't make things difficult for him anymore, but just looked at him quietly.

The air was silent for a while.

Zhao Qingbei knocked on the table: "Aren't you going to ask me questions?"

Li Xinghe was thinking wildly about how to test him about last night, and blurted out on the spot: "How do you know I want to ask you questions?"

He looked at Zhao Qingbei, and Zhao Qingbei also looked at him, a smile flashed in his deep eyes: "Isn't the senior interviewing me now?"

The lips of the two don't match each other, and Li Xinghe realized that he almost had an oolong.

"Ah, you said this." He scratched his face.

Damn, why do you embarrass yourself in front of this guy every time!

"Ahem, I'll ask." He pretended to cough twice, and asked two questions, "Do you know what the Propaganda Department does?"

Zhao Qingbei rested his chin with his hands, looking a little casual: "During the summer vacation, you sent me an introduction."

"Yes."

"But I didn't read it."

"..." Li Xinghe thought to himself, then what a fart.

"I'll check it out when I get back tonight."

"Okay, the second question, do you have any expertise related to publicity?"

Zhao Qingbei thought for a while, "A lot, publicity, planning, talking about sponsorship, you know."

Li Xinghe: "...The last question, do you have a strong intention to join the Propaganda Department?"

Zhao Qingbei: "I have to think about it."

"..."

All the people in front said "I hope you can think about me", but he was the only one who said, "I have to think about it".

Li Xinghe secretly cursed, and conveniently put his form aside.

"It seems that the senior didn't like me either." Zhao Qingbei said.

Li Xinghe's heart skipped a beat, and he looked at him.

He rested his chin with his left hand, and when he looked down at the watch, his eyelashes covered his eyes with thick black lashes.

"Here," he pointed at the top of the form with his finger, "the seniors have ticked off all the people they like, but not me."

Li Xinghe didn't know whether to laugh or cry, he didn't expect him to be so observant.

He had no choice but to put a tick in the upper right corner, lest Qin Tao know about it and tell him about it.

"Damn it, I forgot just now." He said casually.

I don't know why, but Li Xinghe felt that he was a bit different from the impression of being cold and cold during the summer vacation, and he even cared about whether he ticked the box or not.

"Then today's interview is over here, you can..."

Halfway through his speech, he was interrupted slightly.

"Wait, didn't you have something to say when you came to me?" Zhao Qingbei asked.

Li Xinghe: "..."

He remembered that he seemed to have slipped his tongue just now, and he was caught by the braid after only being exposed for a few seconds.

……

Zhao Qingbei sneered: "Could it be that the teacher really wants to count the number of people?"

Li Xinghe lowered his head and cursed "fuck".

Zhao Qingbei didn't speak, and waited quietly for him to speak.

Finally, after some psychological struggle, Li Xinghe plucked up the courage to look at him and said, "I want to ask, did you have a fever last night?"

Zhao Qingbei was stunned.