The day after Guan Tongtong was interviewed by Youzhou TV.

Chen Zi'ang and his class had just finished class, and the head of the school's Literature and Art Department ran to the door of the classroom.

Chen Zi'ang and his roommates packed up their textbooks, and as soon as they came out, the Minister of Literature and Art came up to stop Chen Zi'ang.

"Zi'ang, Hu Haiquan wants to see you, where is the conference room of the school student union." Looking at Chen Zi'ang, He Xueling's expression was a little complicated.

Hu Haiquan, Chairman of Tsinghua Student Union.

Chen Zi'ang came with great ambitions, but after the election for vice president of the Student Union, he remained silent and no longer participated in the work of the Student Union.

He first entered the school's Literature and Art Department and then obtained the qualification to run for vice chairman of the Student Union.

But after the election, he proposed to withdraw from the Department of Literature and Arts after the election. He Xueling did not agree and told him not to do anything and just put a name on it.

Chen Zi'ang originally wanted to persist, but He Xueling said that withdrawing from the student union in this way would have an impact on joining the party.

Some roads are difficult to turn back if you set foot on them.

Just like being a soldier, it’s nothing to not go, but being a deserter is very bad and is a big stain on life.

"Just look for you, why do you want me? I'll just call you a businessman now. If I need to do things like this, I'll quit." Chen Zi'ang didn't believe that he couldn't join the party because he quit the meeting.

He Xueling was a little embarrassed. When Chen Zi'ang was running for the vice chairman of the student union, he was the most popular among the students.

Unfortunately, the teacher doesn’t care about popularity, and even thinks that some celebrities are harmful to others. If you are popular in the entertainment industry, it does not mean that you are also popular in our education industry.

No teacher supports Chen Zi'ang as elected.

Teachers will take the lead in the candidates for ministers of various departments of the Student Union, not to mention the president and vice chairman of the Student Union. Student voting is just a ceremony, and the decision is with the teacher.

Some students are arrogant and many of them lose and withdraw from the club.

Chen Zi'ang really felt that he couldn't stay there, but He Xueling wanted to keep him.

"He called you to go by, and I don't know what to call you for," He Xueling whispered.

Chen Zi'ang smiled and said, "Xueling, do you think I will go?"

The Tinder Plan was collected and registered at Tsinghua University. The Literature and Art Department initially helped, but later it was called by Hu Haiquan to do something else.

This led to Chen Zi'ang having no appeal at all in the student union and no department came to help.

There is no way, I can only rely on their class.

He Xueling went back silently.

"Zi'ang, don't miss them." After He Xueling left, Yang Longsheng sneered.

Lu Haohao also sneered: "I thought I was really a big shot, so I asked you to see him by name."

Jiang Zhixuan wanted to say something, but she didn't say anything, and no one was close to him.

No one likes to stay with someone who always gives his middle finger to him.

Jiang Zhixuan was also miserable. I really didn’t mean that, but my middle finger was broken and there was nothing I could do.

In the school student union conference room.

Hu Haiquan was talking to several classmates about student union work, and he chatted from time to time, which was very casual.

"I used to think Chen Zi'ang was very glorious and a star, but now I find that it's nothing." A student smiled.

"Celebrities are also human beings, but since he came to our school, I think he has no halo anymore. Maybe he is close to him and is still under our command." Another student also said.

"Haha, it's normal, distance creates beauty." Hu Haiquan said. What he didn't say was that he didn't even care whether you are a little star or a big star. I can climb to the position of president of the student union without relying on my family.

The requirements for resumes within the system are much stricter and more important than those outside.

He Xueling pushed the door open and came in at this time.

Seeing that He Xueling was the only one, Hu Haiquan asked, "Where is the person?"

He Xueling shook his head and said, "He said he had something to do, but he couldn't come." She didn't tell the truth, and Chen Zi'ang wouldn't come even if he had nothing to do.

Hu Haiquan frowned.

The classmate next to him looked bad.

I just said that I could command Chen Zi'ang, and if I call him, I would wield him. Now I find that this star is not giving me face.

"Isn't there no class anymore? I can't come after a while?" A student next to Hu Haiquan said a little unhappy.

"So many things happen, why are you still going to the student union? I wonder if the student union matters is very important?" Someone said with a cold face.

Hu Haiquan didn't complain, and asked He Xueling: "Xueling, do you have his mobile phone number?"

"Some." He Xueling said.

"Give him a cell phone number, I'll call him to come over for a while." Hu Haiquan said.

He Xueling had no choice but to give Chen Zi'ang's mobile phone number to Hu Haiquan.

In Chen Zi'ang's dormitory, he put down his textbooks and prepared to change his shoes to go to Peking University to find Guan Tongtong.

After she was interviewed yesterday, neither of them had met, but had just made a phone call.

Chen Zi'ang only has one class in the afternoon, and Guan Tongtong still has one class. I'll pack up and then rush over. She's about to finish class.

While changing his shoes, Chen Zi'ang's cell phone rings.

Take the phone off the bed and take a look.

It's a strange number, from Youzhou.

After Chen Zi'ang came here, he received many unfamiliar numbers from his classmates and got used to it.

I no longer worry about it being Guan’s mother’s phone call. Even if it is Guan’s mother’s, he has the confidence and will no longer be as nervous as before.

"Hey, hello." Chen Zi'ang answered the phone.

"Hello, is it Chen Zi'ang?" The voice over there was very strange.

Chen Zi'ang was puzzled: "Yes, who are you?"

"Chen Zi'ang, I'm Hu Haiquan." Hu Haiquan said with a smile on the other side.

Chen Zi'ang met Hu Haiquan once, and the sound on the phone was a bit different from reality.

"Hu Hi Dog?" Chen Ziang was puzzled: "I don't know you."

Hu Haiquan's face turned black, is it true?

You don't even know me.

"I... from the Student Union." Hu Haiquan held back his dissatisfaction and said with a smile.

Chen Zi'ang also smiled and said, "It turns out that it is also from the Student Union. Which department do you belong to? I remember that our Literature and Art Department does not have you. Did you enter the Literature and Art Department halfway?"

Hu Haiquan's face became even darker. I had already signed up for my name. I still don't know who I am. Do you have to take my identity as chairman?

"I'm not from the Literature and Art Department." Hu Haiquan said.

Chen Zi'ang suddenly realized: "Oh, are you my fan? Do you want my signature? Don't worry, if you have time to come to our class or dormitory one day, I'll sign you. Let's make an agreement first. I will only sign three at a time, and good things will only happen. Otherwise, I will carry a basket of notebooks and I won't have to do anything for a day, so I will just sign it."

After Chen Zi'ang came to Tsinghua University, there were quite a few classmates who asked him to sign.

Some people asked his roommates to help, while others came to their class or dormitory in person.

It’s not that the ones who asked him to sign were all his fans, but that his fans asked relatives, friends and classmates at Tsinghua University to come to sign him.

"I'm not your fan, nor am I asking you for an autograph..." Hu Haiquan was a little unhappy.

Chen Zi'ang was even more unhappy. Before Hu Haiquan finished speaking, he interrupted: "I am not a fan, and I don't want my autograph, and I'm still harassing me? Let's go! Wasting my life."

After saying that, he hung up the phone decisively.

Hu Haiquan was a little confused.

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Chapter completed!