Chapter 840： The president is a voice control! 54

About a week and a half later than the sophomore year, the freshman works were all completed, and some hurriedly submitted.

Chu Ci did not pay much attention to this matter. There are still a lot of these activities, and in the future, there will be more tests of ability and postgraduate entrance examinations. That is the time when you really need to show your true ability. They have just entered school and belong to the bottom of the school. They have little ability and have not left a deep impression on the teacher, so it is inevitable that they will suffer.

After submitting the work with my tutor, the tutor simply checks that there is no accident in the first paragraph, and then all the works are sent to the official side together.

And Chu Ci's tutor was very surprised that Chu Ci could find such a variety of pronunciation accents within two months, and to be honest, the girl's voice conditions were really good.

There are indeed some subtle problems in many places, but the flaws are not concealed. It is estimated that if it weren't for the rush this time, she must have been able to do better. Then think about the blatant canvassing behavior in the sophomore, the old professor can't help but sigh. With a sigh of relief, in the end there was nothing more to say.

It just so happens that today is Friday afternoon, and tomorrow is the weekend. There is no need to go to class. This is a gentle word to Chu Ci to let Chu Ci go back and have a good rest.

When Chu Ci came out, Qiao Sirui was standing under the already bald sycamore tree not far away. He was wearing a black sports jacket with a white label, holding two books on mathematics and statistics in one hand, while carrying it. Wearing a soft and cute white cat canvas bag that is incompatible with his breath.

This person lowered his eyes slightly until he heard the voice, and then he raised his eyes and looked at Chu Ci, but the eyes of those expressions did not have any good emotions, as if they were still a little dissatisfied.

Chu Ci blinked his eyes and tilted his head. It was a little unclear who caused this master, and then he walked quickly towards Qiao Sirui without hesitation.

The voice was soft and sweet, with the sweetness and crispness of a girl's characteristic, and the shower gel mixed with the faint milk smell on her body, so that the gloom in Qiao Sirui's heart dissipated a little.

"Brother, are you here to ask me for dinner again?" The little girl squinted her eyes and smiled. There was a bit of teasing in her voice. She clearly understood what he meant, but she didn't expose it. She raised her hand and wanted Take over your canvas bag.

Qiao Sirui lifted his hand slightly, causing Chu Ci to grab a void, and looking at the little girl like this, it was unavoidable that he did not know how to proceed. After all, no matter how supernatural he is, chasing girls. It was the first time, and there were a lot of words that I really had to admit, his uncle couldn't say it.

Qiao Sirui's face was slightly tense as he thought about this, thinking that more and more people have noticed Chu Ci, this beautiful and cute little beauty, if it weren't for him to follow him frequently, the people around him really didn't know that there would be How many.

And after such a long time, even if he is a straight guy, no matter how slow he is in this regard, he won't really be able to react to what he feels about this little girl.

I liked her voice from the beginning, and started collecting her recordings and photos a little bit.