A man in a glance

Chapter 242 Exchange Student at Imperial University
There were nearly a dozen people walking back and forth in front of Zuo Miao. Although Zuo Miao was playing with his mobile phone with his head slightly lowered, he could still notice the figure from the corner of his eye.

After nearly ten minutes or so, a person in light gray clothes stayed here for a long time, and finally approached Zuo Miao and stood in front of the table, and then a voice full of doubts sounded, "Packaging Society? This What does the society do?"

Zuo Miao, who was swiping his phone, paused, this man's voice...

Why is it so familiar?

Zuo Miao leaned on the back of the chair and raised her head slightly to look at the person standing opposite.

The person who was standing in front of Zuo Miao's table saw the person who had been playing with his mobile phone with his head down raised his head, saw Zuo Miao's face clearly, paused slightly, and suddenly widened his eyes in disbelief.

"You... Zuo Miao?"

Zuo Miao put the mobile phone in her hand aside, and was a little surprised by the person who appeared in front of her. She raised her eyebrows slightly, "Oh, isn't this the landlord? Why are you here?"

The first person to appear in Zuo Miao's packing club's Naxin site was none other than Zuo Miao's landlord, Shen Zimo.

When renting a house before, Zuo Miao only knew that Shen Zimo had gone to the imperial capital, but he didn't expect to meet Shen Zimo here.

Shen Zimo blushed slightly when he heard the word landlord from Zuo Miao's mouth, "Hey, what landlord, just call me by my name."

Imperial University is full of students, if someone hears Zuo Miao, the top scorer in the college entrance examination, calling him the landlord, how embarrassed would it be for him!

And Zuo Miao stopped renting a house a month ago, and his identity has long since changed from Zuo Miao's landlord to Zuo Miao's... friend?
Are you friends?
Zuo Miao looked at an extra chair from the club next door, pointed to the side, "Sit."

Because Zuo Miao's impression on Shen Zimo was too deep before, Shen Zimo politely obeyed Zuo Miao's words and sat on the chair.

Zuo Miao felt that at least she had rented a house from Shen Zimo for a few months, so she should also ask about Shen Zimo, "Why are you here?"

Shen Zimo recalled the experience of running away, twitched the corners of his lips, coughed lightly, and said, "I am an exchange student at Imperial University, and today I officially enrolled. I came here to find a club that tastes like me."

Zuo Miao nodded, looked at Shen Zimo from head to toe, and then sighed, "Go to other clubs, my packaging club is not suitable for you."

Shen Zimo looks like the kind of Qingjun who is more virtuous, yes, he is more virtuous!Thinking of Shen Zimo cooking, Zuo Miao couldn't help shaking his head, this person is not a good actor.

And her Packaging Club, the so-called Ning Que Wu Lan, definitely won't let Shen Zimo take a place in vain.

After hearing Zuo Miao's words, Shen Zimo was taken aback, "..."

He didn't seem to have stated that he wanted to join the Packing Club, he just came here because he was curious about the name.

Because he walked around the entire Imperial University campus, and it was the first time he saw such a weird name...

Shen Zimo pursed his lips, and he couldn't say anything, so he nodded, "Then I'll go and see other clubs."

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After Shen Zimo left, Zuo Miao clearly felt cheers coming from a group of people diagonally opposite.

Zuo Miao looked in the direction of the sound, and saw a swarm of people rushing over.

(End of this chapter)