The Reborn Scholar Wants To Counterattack

The people on the side reminded in a low voice, "It's rubble!"

The boy patted his thigh and said in a loud voice: "Yes, Gu Siyu is just a broken tile!"

Gu Siyu's body shook violently and her face turned pale.

To insult her in public like this!

This person...this person is a fool! But he is so stupid and hateful!

Ao Qijun frowned slightly. Did these people choose Gu Weimian because of Gu Weimian's medicine?

He looked at another girl, who was in his class.

Ao Qijun still had an impression of her. Unlike the previous two people who were troubled by acne, she had never had acne on her face, from beginning to end.

"Did you also choose Gu Weimian?"

The man didn't expect that he would be asked, so he nodded awkwardly.

"Why did you choose Gu Weimian?"

The man scratched his head and pursed his lips. He didn't want to say anything, but there was nothing he could do. Who asked her to take Ao Qijun's one hundred yuan.

She could only reply in a low voice: "Maybe she is in a good mood and asks her aunt to make a whitening medicine?"

Everyone: "..."

Everyone looked at her face. Although she didn't have acne, she was extremely black, just like a black coal ball. It was like a species mutation.

But I have to say, she really has great ideas!

There were many people present, and a large number of them did not have skin problems such as acne.

However, there are always a few of their friends and classmates!

There are only a few people with acne in each class, and once the network of these people is expanded, it basically includes the entire school.

Therefore, Gu Siyu really did not lose unjustly.

Gu Siyu looked at Gu Weimian, her eyes red.

Why!

Why! !

"Isn't this considered cheating by Gu Weimian?!"

Her voice was sharp.

The next second, Ao Qijun, who was standing in front of her, turned around and glanced at her with a frown.

Gu Siyu suddenly came back to her senses, her face turned pale with fright.

She lost her temper again.

How could she lose her composure in front of Ao Qijun?

"Brother Qijun...I, I just...I didn't expect that things would turn out like this in the end, leaving Brother Qijun busy in vain..."

As she spoke, her eyes became wet, tears rolled down one by one, and she stood there helpless.

Ao Qijun's eyes softened: "Don't think too much, it's not your fault."

Chu Shaoze smiled: "Indeed, it's not Gu Siyu's fault. Many classmates easily transferred a hundred yuan because of this. What a good thing."

Many people in the student union laughed out loud.

Others who got the money were even more happy.

Fortunately, Gu Siyu is the master of heaven and earth. She insists on being the number one goddess. I really have to thank her.

However, the one I want to thank most is of course Gu Weimian!

She is their goddess of luck, and it is indeed right to vote for Gu Weimian! If they hadn't all voted for Gu Weimian, nothing would have happened today!

The vice-president sighed: "Hey, we are in a miserable situation. We have been here for half an hour in the cold wind and have no money at all."

Ao Qijun frowned and looked at the vice president: "I can also compensate you."

"No, no, no!" the vice-president waved his hands again and again, with a very humble attitude, "Our student union is all about serving the students. These things are what we should do. As long as everyone can understand a little bit when we do things next time, Thank you for your hard work and not treating us as suspects. We would be very grateful!"

The more condescendingly he spoke, the more sarcastic he became.

Ao Qijun pursed his thin lips into a straight line, and every line on his handsome face was cold.