Qin Xin stroked his slightly hot face.

Is it her illusion?

Why do you think the man’s words are like flirting with her?

But the man's words are so elegant and graceful, and there is no trace of evil thoughts between the lines.

Qin Xin pinched her eyebrows.

Maybe the pose of the picture explanation on page 250 of Pharmacology just now was too eye-catching, and she might need to recite a mantra of the clear heart silently.

A figure rushed over from the office building of the School of Pharmacy.

It was Song Anjing, who had just finished evening self-study, panting but brightly: "Xinxin, do you know what is being done in the school auditorium?"

Qin Xin: "I don't know."

The 190-pound Yingying monster replied enthusiastically: "My sister Xin has just reviewed several pathological experiments, but she has been back from a scumbag and is not available to see it yet."

Song Anjing: "Oh, you must go and have a look. I heard that it is the clothing design solo exhibition held by the youngest and most valuable designer in the world. The theme is a dream wedding, it is super beautiful. Do you make it? This designer is so famous that all the first-line female celebrities want to kneel down and call him dad, just to ask him to design a dress and walk the red carpet arrogantly..."

Qin Xin's phone kept shaking, and she looked down at the screen without responding.

On the contrary, the 190-pound Yingying monster actively participated in the gossip: "I understand, I understand, it's just the kind of sexy operation of 'elegant,' other female stars, right? My goddess Shen Bingxue will definitely not beg him."

Song Anjing curled her lips: "Who said it? The blue and white porcelain dress that Shen Bingxue, the number one film and television sister, became famous in Cannes was designed by him!!"

"No way!"

"Why can't it be? Not only female stars, but even male stars are still begging for it. Do you know the actor Huo Qingtong? That's an old actor. If you want to wear the tuxedo he designed, don't you have to queue up?"

"I really want to go and see it! What's the name of the designer? Men and women?"

Song Anjing found her confidant: "Your Majesty, you must be a handsome guy!"

The 190-pound whine monster: "Tsk, let Shen Bingxue and Huo Qingtong hold his thighs. How could such a powerful designer come to our Imperial University to conduct a solo exhibition?"

Song Anjing smiled mysteriously: "You don't know this. Legend has it that King Q graduated from our Imperial University. The design department of our Imperial University is very famous. It is one of the best in the world. It is normal for King Q to give his alma mater some face."

A 190-pound whine monster: "Sister Xin, let's go and take a look?"

Song Anjing: "Xinxin, go, go, show it tonight, not everyone can get the ticket! Xinxin? Are you listening to us?"

now.

Qin Xinzheng's fingers were flying and replied to the email.

Mr. Nalan's Secretary Lu turned on the email bombing mode again and sent her a lot of "selected dress pictures" and begged her to reply which one she liked.

Qin Xin didn't want to pay attention, but out of politeness, he replied to an email: "It's all very ordinary."

It is conceivable that Secretary Lu will not send another shot after receiving the blow, right?

The one who deals with Mr. Nalan.

Her dedicated social software keeps flashing.

A charming woman with a vixen as her avatar.

An old uncle who uses trophy to make avatars.

There is also a simple and honest boy who uses a simple badge as his avatar.

Looking further down, there are a long row of flashing avatars waiting for her to reply.

Qin Xin rubbed his eyebrows and clicked on the honest badge man.
Chapter completed!