He's clearly heartbroken

Chapter 112

Fortunately, the other party did not beat around the bush this time, but went straight to the point.

Ji Mo's first sentence was: "Can you help persuade Shen Yun to let him continue to come back as the chairman of the student union."

As soon as this question was asked, it was obvious that many ears around him were pricked up.

Duan Duan frowned slightly, then fell silent.

Seeing that she didn't respond, Ji Mo continued: "I admit that I supported Pei Zhan secretly before, but you can also see that he was not interested in that position from the beginning to the end. The only person who can take the position now is Only Shen Yun is left."

How could it be possible that only Shen Yun was left? With so many people participating in the election, Duanduan didn't believe that there was no one in such a big school.

The girl slowly raised her eyelids, and expressed her position firmly, "I am no longer a member of the student union, I don't care who is the next chairman's turn, and it is not up to me whether Shen Yun wants to go back, to put it bluntly, the whole thing It has nothing to do with me, Senior Sister Ji Mo, if you came to me just to talk about this, then I'm sorry, I have something to go first."

As soon as she got up, she was called out eagerly by the other party, and Ji Mo's tone seemed to be begging.

"Shen Yun's condition has been very bad these days. Even if you two had a misunderstanding and were unhappy before, but since he likes you so much, you should take the initiative to talk to him."

Duan Duan was amused: "Minister Ji, since you care so much about Shen Yun, why don't you go talk to him yourself."

Ji Mo was choked speechless, paused for a few seconds, and then said: "You misunderstood, what I care about is not Shen Yun, but the future of the student union."

A set of rhetoric that is righteous and awe-inspiring seems to overwhelm others in terms of reason.

But those things just now really have nothing to do with her, and she doesn't want to care about them.

Duan Duan let out a breath, unwilling to entangle with the other party anymore, and directly issued an ultimatum: "Minister Ji, I really can't help you with Shen Yun's matter, time is precious, and I have my own things to do, please don't come again Thank you for bothering me."

After speaking, regardless of the other party's reaction, she simply picked up her schoolbag and left, leaving the cup of signature milk tea on the table intact.

There was no sound in the typhoon shelter, even the air was silent.

The Propaganda Department occupies a pivotal position in the student union, and I am usually used to the arrogance and calmness of Minister Ji, but at this time, begging a new student in such a low voice, it will inevitably arouse public outrage.

Almost as soon as Duan Duan left, even before he stepped out of the door of the typhoon shelter, some mocking voices sounded from behind.

"This Lu Duanduan is really cheap and good-looking. While stepping on two boats, she still pretends to be noble. I don't know why God Pei has taken a fancy to her."

"Yeah, I heard that she made a fool of herself in English class today, and someone picked up her college entrance examination results. Guess what?"

The man smiled smugly, and raised his voice on purpose, "Lu Duanduan's English score is zero. Do you think it's amazing? With her little IQ, she was able to be admitted to Rongda University. It's unbelievable."

"Oh my god, there is such a thing, the enrollment level of Rongda University is really getting worse every year."

"That's not it. Speaking of it, Shen Yun is also pitiful. It's not good to like someone, but he wants to grab a vase that looks fancy but doesn't work from God Pei."

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Although I have hinted countless times to close my ears and not to care about the outside world's opinions, when those sharp words pierced my heart every sentence, I couldn't help being affected.

In particular, he just happened to be poked at the end of the sore spot by others, and he didn't even have the courage to refute.

Her English grades were her weakness, and it was indisputable.

If she knew that one day in the future, she would be criticized because of her grades in a subject, she would have to learn English well even if she smashed her head.

Duan Duan walked forward in a trance all the way, tears rolling in his eyes involuntarily.

At this moment, she really wanted to call back and say sorry to Lao Lu herself.

But what's the use of saying sorry, it's too late.

(End of this chapter)