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Chapter 232 Confession

At the same time, in the same building, in small conference room 403, a regular meeting of the dance club was being held.

At the meeting, the decision to purchase two computers from Zhao Changan's website was unanimously approved.

"The meeting is dismissed!"

Qi Xiaoqin is a straightforward girl who announced the end of the meeting when she saw that everything was done.

The thirty or so men and women sitting in the small conference room all stood up and prepared to leave while chatting and laughing.

"Hey, what are you doing down there? Do you want to confess your feelings?"

A boy accidentally glanced out of the window with surprise on his face: "It's such a powerful sea, what a huge battle!"

"Confession?"

"Confession?"

This statement immediately aroused everyone's interest, and they all ran to the window, opened the thick curtains and looked down.

I saw a dozen luxury sports cars parked in the small square downstairs, all with their lights on, forming a large '?' shaped pattern.

In the center of the ‘?’ shape, a group of people are placing red candles.

There were six girls beside them, all holding a bunch of colorful light balloons in the shape of a heart with the number '520' in their hands.

Several people were distributing confetti, fireworks, and spray bottles from boxes.

On top of an impressive open-top Hummer was a searchlight and a stereo.

The heart-shaped motorcade was already surrounded by people, and people were still gathering in a steady stream.

"Wow~"

As the double-layer soundproof and heat-insulated glass windows of the small conference room were opened one after another, the low roar of the sports cars below and the noisy sounds of the crowd could be heard.

"Who is it? Who do you want to confess to?"

"How many students at Fuda can create such a big battle? They are all famous rich second-generation sons!"

"Then who does he want to confess to?"

"Who knows, we'll find out soon!"

"This is the comprehensive conference building. There are at least a dozen regular meetings of the school student union, department student unions, and clubs like ours today, right? How could you guess that!"

At this time, the searchlight mounted on the convertible Hummer turned on, shining on the heart-shaped candle area.

A young man in a white suit suddenly caught the attention of all the spectators.

"Zhai Shaobai!"

"Isn't it?"

"Who does he want to confess to?"

"Who do you think he wanted to confess to? He got into a fight with that freshman, and was kicked away by Dong Jisi!"

"But didn't Xia Wenzhuo accept Zhao Changan's confession?"

"You can get divorced even if you are married. Which rule states that once you accept a confession, you cannot accept another confession? Besides, this is not a matter of Xia Wenzhuo's acceptance or not, but a matter of Zhai Shaobai's confession or not!"

"You are so convoluted!"

"To put it bluntly, they are just two pool cues, both trying to pocket the ball."

"What you said makes sense-"

“What you say is rough, but your reasoning is not rough!”

"hey-hey!"

"~" After the searchlight is adjusted to the appropriate brightness, it goes out immediately.

Zhai Shaobai's people below are making final preparations.

——

In the small conference room 301, because the double-layered sealed glass windows and thick curtains blocked the light and sound outside the window, the thirty girls and Zhao Changan did not know what was happening outside.

"Does anyone have anything to add below?"

Pei Jiayu glanced at the time, it was almost eight o'clock in the evening, and was ready to end today's regular meeting.

Song Lifang from the History Department was sitting in the last row, two seats away from the girls in the same row. After hearing this, she quickly took out the mobile phone in the drawer and wrote a message that had been prepared and waiting on the mobile phone.

Sent out.

"Then let's break up the meeting."

Pei Jiayu announced.

Song Lifang took a long breath. Her mission was finally completed, and her reward was this brand-new mobile phone in her hand.

Although it is not as good as the most fashionable mini-computer, a mobile phone that sells for nearly 10,000 yuan is still out of reach for a girl from an ordinary family like her.

But now, you only need to send a message saying "The meeting is over" and you will get it.

How can she resist the temptation?

Moreover, this is neither illegal nor harmful to others. Instead, it is a good and beautiful thing for adults. Why not do it!

"Song Lifang, you just bought Big Brother?"

Duan Dongli, who was two places away, looked envious and asked, "Who are you texting, your boyfriend?"

"Well, tell him that the meeting is over."

Song Lifang had a reserved and faint smile on her face.

"Did Song Lifang buy a mobile phone?"

"What kind of disgusting text messages did you send to your boyfriend? Tell the truth!"

"What do you want to explain? Come over and take a look!"

After hearing Duan Dongli's words, several girls who stood up after the meeting gathered around.

A female officer who usually loves to joke stretched out her hand and smiled to grab the mobile phone in Song Lifang's hand to see what text message she was sending.

"What do you want to do!"

Song Lifang turned pale with fright, grabbed the big brother with her right hand, and shouted in horror.

The scream was so sharp that the entire small conference room suddenly fell silent.

They all looked at the female officers behind them.

"Okay, don't you know that text messages are personal privacy? Let's call it a night!"

Pei Jiayu glanced at Song Lifang from a distance in surprise, wondering why this female officer, who usually had no personality, had such a big reaction.

However, he still frowned and stopped the dispute seriously.

"I don't mean anything, I~"

The fun-loving female clerk was so embarrassed that her face turned red.

At this time, Zhao Changan had strode to the door of the small conference room, opened the door, and walked out.

The fresh air in the corridor finally freed Zhao Changan's nose, which had been tortured by the scent of potpourri in the small conference room for a long time.

"A sneeze, a sneeze, a sneeze~"

I sneezed several times in a row.

He decided that he would have a good talk with Wen Huijuan and Wu Zhang at the regular secretariat meeting tomorrow, Tuesday. He was no longer willing to attend this girls' department meeting.

"Let's go down and have a look!"

"This battle! Tsk tsk~"

"Now Zhao,"

"Cough cough cough~"

"Fuck!"

"It's exciting now!"

"No, just watch and don't say anything!"

"Do you think I'm stupid?"

On the way downstairs, Zhao Changan felt that the Fu University students he met along the way became very unsteady and commotion, and they all looked at him with 'eager' eyes.

But when he thought about it, he was now a big celebrity.

"Heaven and Earth Mirror" is the theme song of a large-scale program on Provincial and Taiwan Satellite TV.

A song "Those Years" and a song "Ten Miles of Spring Breeze" were sung all over the country.

Although many people didn't understand yesterday's song "Stubborn" and thought it was too crazy, as time goes by, its magic power will be proven among the young people.

In a word, I am now a celebrity, someone who has fans, fans, and autographs.

He is a public figure wherever he goes, making people look at him with special attention!

Zhao Changan went down to the third floor in a good mood. As soon as he walked out of the door, his happy mood suddenly collapsed.

"Xia Wenzhuo, I love you!"

"Wen Zhuojun, let's date!"

"I love you forever and ever!"

In Zhao Changan's shocked eyes, in the small square in front of him, on a heart-shaped fleet of sports cars, men and women held up LED lights with red, orange, yellow, green, blue and other colors of writing.

In the center of the motorcade, a huge cluster of heart-shaped red candles was being quickly lit by several female students.

Outside the heart-shaped candle, facing the door of the building, six female students stood in a semi-circle holding colorful light balloons.

Zhai Shaobai, who was wearing a sexy tuxedo and white suit and holding a large handful of red roses, was standing next to a heart-shaped candle and talking to several young men and women.

Outside the motorcade, there was a dense crowd of people standing there.

"Do you still have any doubts? How are you going to escape? Do you only know how to protect yourself and don't have any courage?"

A low singing voice rippled in the night wind.

There is no doubt that Zhao Changan encountered a confession that was about to begin.
Chapter completed!
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