Under the threat of monsoon Li, Chen Yinyang basically recovered from his cold in less than two days. Could it be that he really has a masochistic constitution?
Chen Yinyang thought painfully.
While Chen Yinyang was struggling with his own physique, the student union was also struggling with an invitation letter from Edin Girls' School.
After reading the above content, Li Shaoran's face became a little ferocious: "Ji Fengli, is this your masterpiece again?"
Ji Fengli saw the word "prom" on the invitation letter and remembered the agreement she made with He Xilan: "Sorry, I forgot to inform you."
"Any mistake can be eliminated just by forgetting it?" Li Shaoran threw the invitation on the table, his eyes bursting with anger at Ji Fengli: "Do you know that because of this damn invitation, I have to go again?
Meet those two annoying women!"
Seeing Li Shaoran lose his cool, Feng Qixiu picked his ears carelessly: "Well, President, you are too excited, isn't it just a maid outfit?"
After that performance, He Xilan and Chang Ningning invaded the student union office in the name of interviews. After collecting various reports that could distort the facts, He Xilan intimately invited Li Shaoran to take photos.
"Then that woman actually told me that I would be cuter in a maid outfit. Does she know how the word death is written?"
"It's not just that." Feng Qixiu then added the follow-up of the matter: "In order to satisfy He Xilan's request, the reporter photoshopped a photo of the president in a maid outfit in the newspaper, with the title "Breaking News! President of St. Louis"
"Cross-dressing", this newspaper is not only circulated in their school, but many people in our school also buy it."
After listening to his narration, Li Shaoran's anger escalated to a higher level: "Feng Qixiu, do you need to explain the matter so clearly?"
"In this case, shouldn't the president clarify the facts?" Qi Haimu spread his hands and suggested with a smile: "I can help you design a set of Transformers clothes to make you full of masculinity, president."
Li Shaoran glanced at Qi Haimu: "Although I hate your aggressive tactics, I must go to Edin Girls' School to prove that I am not a pervert."
Qi Haimu's interest immediately aroused: "Since the president has agreed, do you want me to design a set of clothes for everyone?"
"Forget about the costumes you designed, we are not going to carry out a terrorist attack." Li Shaoran decisively rejected Qi Haimu's request, thought for a while and then said: "Feng Qixiu, you are responsible for the costume matching, you know what it looks like." (Because it's because.
The author has no idea...) "I obey, Mr. President." Feng Qixiu nodded slightly.
"Xiao Yu, you are responsible for finding those guys from the school daily newspaper. The better they are at fabricating facts, the more I will promote them!"
"No problem. This is my favorite thing to do." Wang Xiaoyu readily agreed.
"Zexu, during the dance, you should find a few more people to keep an eye on the students of Edin Girls' School, and stop them immediately if they react inappropriately."
Song Zexu nodded silently.
Finally, Li Shaoran's hand paused on Ji Fengli: "Xiao Lili, in order to commend you for betraying us again, I believe that there is no one more suitable for the task of inviting He Xilan to dance except you."
Ji Fengli frowned slightly: "I refuse."
"The objection is invalid." Li Shaoran supported his forehead with his fingers and said with a smile: "Minister of Economic Affairs, without you we wouldn't have to sit here."
Knowing that this matter had something to do with him, Ji Fengli nodded in acquiescence. Anyway, after the dance, no one can predict how things will change.
Seeing that things were almost done, Li Shaoran decided to adjourn the meeting: "That's it for today. I'll let you know tomorrow after arranging the car."
As soon as he heard that the meeting was over, the lazy Feng Qixiu regained his energy and gestured to Ji Fengli to wait for him.
Ji Fengli guessed from his movements what he wanted to talk to her about, so he packed his things slowly.
After those people had gone away, Feng Qixiu said hesitantly: "Is the little sheep okay?"
"I was ill a few days ago, but I'm fine now." Ji Fengli described without emotion.
Hearing Ji Fengli's words, Feng Qixiu sighed, his eyes full of guilt: "Little Yang, I don't want to hurt him..."
"You're not wrong." Ji Fengli didn't think Feng Qixiu needed to feel guilty: "You reluctantly accepted him, which is the biggest mistake."
"Little Lili..." Feng Qixiu murmured, with excitement in his eyes, and he went up and hugged his neck: "You really understand me!"
Ji Fengli mercilessly gave him a left hook on the chin, forcing him to leave: "I'm too lazy to understand you, I just don't like to see this kind of tragedy again."
Having experienced the power of Ji Fengli's fist, Feng Qixiu hurriedly dodged the blow: "Little Lili, if you have something to say, can you come with me to see the lamb today?"
"Do you want him to get sick again?"
Hearing Ji Fengli's rhetorical question, Feng Qixiu suddenly noticed that seeing Chen Yinyang at this time could only deepen his pain.
Seeing that Feng Qixiu was not talking, Ji Fengli knew that he had figured it out and turned to leave.
"Wait a moment."
Feng Qixiu chased after him: "Tell Xiaoyang for me, if he is willing, he will always be the leader of my fan club."
Ji Fengli didn't think such unreliable words had any effect, and he didn't bother to refuse, so he agreed. Who knew that after going back and telling Chen Yinyang, Chen Yinyang was stunned for a long time and suddenly opened his mouth and burst into tears: "I knew it, Qi
Master Xiu still has me in his heart, wow, you don’t know, I’m so afraid that he won’t pay attention to me anymore…”
Ji Fengli suddenly felt that he was living on another planet.
"Okay, stop crying."
Ji Fengli looked at the time and saw that ten minutes had passed. Chen Yinyang's tears were still pouring out, and he lost all his patience: "I have some news for you. I will go to Edin Girls' School with me tomorrow."
"Ah...ah?" Chen Yinyang suddenly stopped crying after hearing these words, and looked at Ji Fengli with his mouth wide open.
Facing Chen Yinyang's crying face, Ji Fengli continued to exaggerate the facts and said: "Your name is on the invitation, and He Xilan asked you to be her dance partner."
"You didn't lie to me?" It took a long time before Chen Yinyang found his voice.
"In short, everything depends on your performance."
After saying that, Ji Fengli went over and patted him on the shoulder.
"I, I, I don't want..." Chen Yinyang was still frightened thinking about that encounter in the girls' school, and fiercely grabbed Ji Fengli's hand on his shoulder: "You have to help me!"
"It's not difficult to help you," Ji Fengli began to calculate Chen Yinyang's use value to him: "But you have to pay a price."
"What price?" Chen Yinyang hurriedly rummaged through his pockets: "Look, I don't have a penny."
"..." It's ridiculous to squeeze money out of him.
"I owe you." Ji Fengli said compassionately, "I'll tell you when I think about it."
Chen Yinyang nodded quickly, then shook his head when he remembered something: "Let me tell you in advance, I will never do anything illegal or disciplinary."
I'm afraid he burst into tears even before he did it. Ji Fengli knew Chen Yinyang's strength and didn't bother to expose him: "I'm going to catch up on some sleep. Don't forget to take two more pills."
"Oh." Chen Yinyang agreed, but he had no intention of taking any medicine. Ah, it's better to let him get sick!