Midsummer Kiss: It's All Love Letters to Blame

Chapter 13 Is She a Talent?

The next day, Xia Jingyin was under the scorching sun, holding a small crimson umbrella, holding a small bag in her hand, which contained Zhao Rou's love letter, and strode leisurely towards the School of Finance.

She raised her chin at the first girl she met at the finance school: "Hey, beauty."

The other party looked at her vigilantly, and quickly recognized her as a fierce person at the welcome party, and now a celebrity in the whole school. The beauty answered politely: "Is it Xia Jingyin? What's the matter?"

This is the benefit of being famous, and you don't need to explain your origins to the right.

"Well, do you know Meng Chengxuan?"

"Are you looking for President Meng? He has no class today." It turns out that the beauty is Meng Chengxuan's classmate and the secretary of the student union: "My name is Zhang Jieer. Are you interested in joining the student union?"

Huh?How did you change the subject so quickly?
On the contrary, Xia Jingyin was startled by her question, scratching her hair and tilting her head, muttering: "Didn't it mean that the student union is full and not recruiting?"

Zhao Rou, a former friend and talented woman, handed over the application form, and later replied that there is no shortage of students in the student union, she was so angry that she gritted her teeth.Thinking about it now, Zhao Rou's application for membership must be aimed at Meng Chengxuan.

Now he took the initiative to invite her to join the club?
Zhang Jie'er covered half of her mouth and smiled: "We do not lack people, but student Xia is an excellent talent, we can make an exception and let you join the club."

talent! ?
Is she a talent?

She raised her eyebrows and looked at the other party's exquisite and flawless makeup in confusion: "But I don't want to join the club."

"Uh, this, why?" Zhang Jie'er couldn't hold back her face anymore, she squinted her eyes and stared at Xia Jingyin who didn't know what to do: "Our student union of Zhan University counts the number of people who apply for membership every year in tens of thousands. How lucky are you to be able to do so?" Let me, the vice president, take a fancy to it."

It turned out to be the vice president, no wonder she had an expression on her face that meant what she said.

Unfortunately, she was still not interested: "Sister, I'm sorry, I want to go back to class!"

Zhang Jie'er was so angry that her teeth itched: "You..."

Xia Jingyin was not stupid, so she walked away resentfully without saying a word.

"Wait a minute." Zhang Jie'er stopped her and changed the subject quickly again: "Aren't you looking for Chairman Meng?"

She stopped and looked back at her: "Didn't you just say that he has no classes?"

"He doesn't have classes, but he is in the student union."

(End of this chapter)