College Storm: Beautiful men are not easy to mess with

Chapter 64 Psychological Counselor

Zuo Yin has always felt that he has a virtue, that is, action is not as good as action.

During the lunch break, in an office on a certain floor of the complex.

Wearing glasses, with her hands folded around her chest, the delicate-looking woman glanced sharply at the three people sitting in front of the desk.

Jian Xiunong crossed her legs, her face was expressionless, and she stared at the guy in the middle with the same sharp eyes.The corner of Zuo Yin's mouth was still smiling, and he tapped the armrest of the chair with his fingers.On the other side, Ah Xin slumped on the chair and yawned lazily, as if this place and this scene had nothing to do with me.

Shen Qingzhu suddenly patted the table with both hands, and the sudden sound drew a point in the originally silent space.

Xin was so frightened that he almost fell under the chair.

"Qingzhu, you, you, you." Ah Xin talked for a long time, but the words were still incomplete.

Jian Xiunong looked at Ah Xin mockingly: "Shame."

"Bleeding, you."

"I'm fine, don't worry about it, just take care of yourself." Before Ah Xin could finish speaking, Jian Xiunong cut it off, stretched out his hand to comb her hair, triumphantly.

Zuo Yin still smiled lightly, turned his chair half a circle towards Jian Xiunong, looked at Shen Qingzhu and said, "I think what Ah Xin wants to say is, little Qingzhu, how can you change?" Is it so barbaric?"

Asin nodded frantically at the side.

Shen Qingzhu didn't move her eyebrows, she casually grabbed the pen on the table and threw it at Zuo Yin.That strength is really smashing.

Zuo Yin's eyeballs moved, the chair moved, and the pen flew straight to Jian Xiunong.

"Hey, pus, be careful." Asin cried out almost uncontrollably.

　 Who is Jian Xiunong, how could he put such trivial things in his eyes, tilted his head back slightly, reached out to catch the pen firmly, and a series of movements were still seductively elegant and charming.

Who said that the gold medal teacher Jian Xiunong is the most coquettish in violent actions.

The corner of Shen Qingzhu's mouth curled up, and he hid his stern face and smiled: "Sure enough, Xiao Nong is very powerful."

Jian Xiu frowned, obviously not very satisfied with this title, raised her hand, and pointed the pen towards Shen Qingzhu.

She clapped her hands and looked at Zuo Yin: "I said, what's the matter with you? Do you want to talk about it?"

Having said that, everyone's eyes turned to Zuo Yin, and they gathered here because Zuo Yin informed them that they had something to say.

Zuo Yin stood up, took out a photo from the pocket of his coat, put it on the table, and pushed it in front of Shen Qingzhu: "Xiao Qingzhu, look, who is this classmate more suitable for?"

Having said that, both Ah Xin and Jian Xiunong turned their gazes to the photo, and as expected, it was Ji Siyue.

"The candidates are Qingge, Qiao Jie, Long-cherished wish, Nalan Fengzhuo, and Lu Yiwei." Ah Xin also became interested, and said bluffing.

Shen Qingzhu is a psychological counselor, and her reputation is no less than that of any of the three of them. She looks small, but has a unique temperament.

She picked up the photo, which was obviously a document photo, with an inch of red background, but it couldn't hide Ji Siyue's unique demeanor at all.

Shen Qingzhu pondered for a long time, then pushed the photo back, looked at the eager eyes of several people, sat down from the chair calmly, and parted her rosy lips: "I don't know."

The three people, who were full of curiosity, nervousness and anticipation, instantly cooled down as if someone had poured a plate of cold water on them. They looked at each other for a few times, and then turned to Shen Qingzhu in unison.

(End of this chapter)