Chapter 18 It's Hard to End Without Getting Married
Song Jiamu hasn't reacted yet.
Hey, the interview was just a formality, and then you found an excuse to kick me away because of a personal grudge?
Why did I become a member of the online literary club?!
"Wait a minute... I think this matter needs to be discussed in the long run. I haven't agreed yet!"
"You think this is a joke. Why do you want to come to the interview if you don't want to join the club? Now I have registered your information and you are already a member of the online literature club. Let me introduce myself formally. I am the president Yun Shuqian.
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Yun Shuqian proudly waved a certain form in front of him and then clipped it into his notebook.
"I regret it!"
"also."
Yun Shuqian didn't argue with him. He unscrewed the lid and took a sip of water. He said leisurely and leisurely: "If you want to withdraw from the club, just write a withdrawal application. I will review it when I have time. I will approve it depending on the situation."
hateful!
Only then did Song Jiamu realize that she was only thinking about the first floor, while she was already thinking about the fifth floor. She didn't want to refuse him entry into the society, but coaxed him in and then tried to punish him.
"Give me the watch. You haven't recorded it yet, so it doesn't count."
"No. Also, classmate Song Jiamu, please pay attention to your attitude when talking to the president."
"Bring it here, you..."
When she didn't give it to him, Song Jiamu took it personally.
"ah--"
Yun Shuqian reacted quickly and held the notebook firmly in his arms.
Song Jiamu was tall and tall, but she was only so small. He rushed towards her like a hungry wolf, and the two of them fought together.
"If you don't give it, I won't give it!"
Yun Shuqian curled up, like a little hedgehog curled up into a ball. She was not timid at all. She had often fought with him since she was a child.
"I still can't get it?"
Song Jiamu didn't know what to do, so he tickled her. She was ticklish, so she hit him with her little hands and hugged him tightly with his arms.
Such fights naturally involve physical contact.
He was no longer a child, but when he smelled the fragrance of her hair and squirmed in his arms, Song Jiamu had a shameful reaction...
Yun Shuqian didn't realize it yet, but she felt that he seemed to be stunned, so she took the opportunity to bite his arm with a cry.
"Hiss... it hurts... Yun Shuqian, you are a dog, please relax..."
Song Jiamu quickly got out of the way, rolled up his sleeves and took a look, and sure enough there was another small tooth mark.
Looking at Yun Shuqian again, the little girl also blushed, and she didn't know whether it was from embarrassment or annoyance. She didn't back down at all. A few strands of messy hair were scattered on her face, as fierce as a little tiger.
"If you try to rob me again, I will tell my aunt and ask you to kiss me! It's my mission to kiss you!"
"What kind of slander is this?"
Yun Shuqian was too lazy to pay attention to him, watching his every move with vigilance, holding the notebook tightly with both hands, and her temper was rising. It would be better if he spoke in a nice voice, but now she has made up her mind and wants to withdraw from the company? What a dream
!
Song Jiamu also understood the meaning in her eyes, knowing that when she got really tough, she wouldn't be able to pull back ten cows, so he had no choice but to give up.
Otherwise, if the fight continues and is seen by classmates outside the corridor, it will really end badly if we don't get married...
…
One of them is on the east side of the classroom, the other is on the west side of the classroom, and they are calmly separated by a long distance.
Yun Shuqian's face was red, but it wasn't entirely because she was angry. She was also a grown-up girl. Now that she recalled the fight just now, she felt a strange and charming feeling in her heart...
But her subconscious was not rejecting it at all, saying that a slap wouldn't make a difference. Even she couldn't explain why her face didn't change even though her body temperature didn't change...
Her heartbeat has not yet calmed down, and it is pounding in her young chest. To outsiders, she seems to be a serious, ladylike, well-behaved girl who is studying hard. But in fact, she only truly lets go when she is messing around with him like this.
Be on guard?
What a nuisance...
Song Jiamu, you nuisance!
Just when I was thinking about his name, he came over again.
He sat down at the table next to her and said cautiously: "That..."
Yun Shuqian didn't even raise his head, and said in a deep voice: "Do you know that there are four ways to write the word "go away"?
Song Jiamu said: "Hehe."
"Hey you, go away."
"No, President, I apologize to you. It was my fault just now."
"You go back on your word."
"yes."
"When you clearly said you disagreed with the president, you still listened to the president."
"……yes."
"leave me alone."
Song Jiamu moved two spaces away from her.
snort.
The expression on Yun Shuqian's face remained unchanged, but her heart became happy, and the slight trace of depression disappeared.
Making a girl happy is actually that simple.
Of course, making a girl angry is actually very simple.
This is a knowledge that takes a lifetime to study.
"What do you want to ask?"
"That's right, since I am also a member of the Internet Literature Club now, I think I can get to know the situation of our club, and you haven't introduced me yet."
Song Jiamu accepted his fate. He probably owed her a debt in his previous life. She was always eaten to death by her for no reason. Seeing her blushing, aggrieved, and looking like she was about to cry, no matter how bad Song Jiamu was, he would make her
I still can't do such a thing as crying.
"What exactly do you want to know?"
Yun Shuqian unscrewed the kettle he brought with him and took a small sip of water.
"Number of people?"
"We plan to have about twenty or thirty people in the future."
"at present?"
"Just you and me."
Sure enough, after hearing this bleak figure, Song Jiamu suddenly lost interest. What's the point of a club for two people? I'll be the father and you be the mother, just play house?
"But don't be discouraged. We are a start-up society and our management is very user-friendly. Since you also like online literature, you also know how big the market is and how many like-minded people we can bring together. You should be glad that you joined early. As a society
As a veteran, the position of vice president in the future is not yours as long as you work hard?"
Yun Shuqian has superb cooking skills and has the potential to be a leader. Song Jiamu was dizzy when he smashed the cake with one hand and his eyes were shining.
"Forget about the vice president, as long as you perform well enough, even the president will be yours!"
"...What do you mean? I don't even want it for free."
"Song Jiamu!"
When Yun Shuqian was interrupted by him, his thoughts on constructing the blueprint were stuck, "I'm talking about the position of president!"
"Scared me."
Song Jiamu breathed a sigh of relief. He couldn't bear the president's negative comments.
"Then what are our next arrangements?"
"Well……"
Yun Shuqian screwed on the lid of the kettle and stared at Song Jiamu looking up and down.
I have to say that this guy's appearance is quite good. He is tall and has long legs. She has not only touched but also bitten him. His muscles are strong and elastic, and he is quite strong...
Song Jiamu was a little embarrassed by her...
"Of course we are recruiting new members. Without members, nothing can be done."
"Forum post?"
"The efficiency is too poor. I'm going to set up a stall. What do you think?"
Song Jiamu nodded: "It's good, at least it looks like it has some credibility."
"Then setting up the tent will be left to you! I'm optimistic about you, classmate Song Jiamu!"