Chapter 348： things to play with when you were five

Chapter 348 Things I played when I was five years old

"Let's go." Shi Qian got off the car.

"Yes." Jiang Ci responded.

Close the car door, Shi Qian walks towards the school gate.

Jiang Ci didn't leave immediately, holding the steering wheel, watching Shi Qian's back as he left.

Until she walked into the school and completely disappeared from his sight, he started the car and left.

In the car behind.

Zhuang Shuyu held the steering wheel in his hand, looking at Jiang Ci's car leaving in a dusty manner, his eyes were full of doubts.

This is the second young master's car. She knows it, but how could it appear at the gate of Jincheng University.

Moreover, Shi Qian actually got out of the car, what's going on?

After thinking for a while, she suddenly remembered that once Huo Fei came to Jincheng University to look for Shi Qian, and the two knew each other.

And Huo Fei has a good relationship with the second young master, and occasionally drives his car.

Thinking about it this way, the person in the car might be Huo Fei.

Anyway, it is impossible to be the second young master anyway.

Second Young Master has a noble status, and now holds the power of the Jiang family, even if Shi Qian was lucky enough to meet the Second Young Master through Huo Fei, a woman like her would not be able to catch the Second Young Master's eyes.

Zhuang Shuyu drove the car into the school, and immediately saw Shi Qian walking on the road.

He glanced at her with disdain.

Huo Fei didn't even bother to get out of the car to open the door for her, obviously he didn't pay attention to her, it was just for fun.

Shi Muxue was unfortunate to have such a sister.

After Zhuang Shuyu parked his car in the parking lot, he walked towards the administrative building.

But I met Shi Qian again.

Shi Qian walked with Song Wenbo, a professor of computer science.

Song Wenbo gave Shi Qian an application form, and said, "Shi Qian, take a look. If you are interested, I can apply for you."

Shi Qian looked down at the application form and murmured, "National Undergraduate Computer Programming Contest."

"That's right, it's a computer programming competition. Shi Qian, this is a highly valuable competition. If you can get good grades in the competition, it will be very helpful to your future. The teacher hopes you can participate."

Shi Qian looked at the application form and smiled.

These are the things she played with when she was five years old, let her play!

This is not bullying!

Song Wenbo saw that she suddenly smiled, he was a little puzzled, and then said: "What's wrong?"

Shi Qian looked at Song Wenbo: "Professor Song, thank you for your kindness, but I am not interested in these."

"Why? Actually, the teacher can see that you should like computers very much, don't you?"

Shi Qian hasn't spoken yet.

Zhuang Shuyu passed by the two of them, and said with a serious face: "Professor Song, since Shi Qian is unwilling to go, you should not force it."

As she spoke, she glanced down at the application form in Shi Qian's hand, and continued: "This kind of national competition is not a joke, it represents the face of our Jincheng University.

If the results of the competition are too ugly, it will not be the face of a student, but the face of our entire Jincheng University, and the face of you, Professor Song. "

Song Wenbo's expression darkened when he heard the words: "Director Zhuang, please pay attention to your words. The competition is all about participation, and there is no shame! Also, encouraging students is the purpose of the school."

Zhuang Shuyu glanced at the two of them indifferently, said nothing, then turned and left.

She disdains Shi Qian from the bottom of her heart. Even if she has achieved a little bit, Zhuang Shuyu thinks that she is just opportunistic, and doesn't believe that she can do anything real.

Going to participate in this kind of national competition is simply a joke.

Song Wenbo looked at Shi Qian: "Shi Qian, don't pay attention to Director Zhuang's words."

Shi glanced at the application form in his hand, then raised his eyes to look at him: "Professor Song, I will participate in this competition, and I will sign up by myself, so you don't need to trouble yourself."

(end of this chapter)