I Refuse to be a Supporting Character

Chapter 7

In the June of the Imperial Capital, the sun was glaring. When you go out, you can breathe people out of breath.

Born in this weather, Gu Jin came out of the apartment with a small backpack and rushed to the school.

On Tuesday afternoon, the whole school was closed for class, and several students stood in the shade of the trees. They hold ice cream in their hands and drink herbal tea. Don't mention more comfort.

In the Cold Star Literature Society, a group of people sat around a few desks to work together.

Editors who are responsible for paper-based submissions review manuscript papers, and are responsible for editing and browsing emails for electronic submissions.

The hot days, only a ceiling fan overhead.

"Hey, the cold star is like the sea, and the holiday is a passerby." The black boy who is responsible for the paper version of the manuscript, reached for the water cup next to his mouth and found that there was no water inside, he took off the thick glasses, 趴On the table, I am mad at me.

"Roll, love to do dry and do not like to leave." The director of the Literary Society, Tong Lin, said with no expression.

"Oh, my heart hurts. Do you still have a colleague who loves you?" Yang Zhe licked his chest and made Xizi's heart.

"Oh..." The rest of the people met, and they were disgusted. They stopped their work and shouted: "Yang Zhe, my colleague loves to look at the face. Do you think this thing you have?"

Under the ruthless siege of everyone, Yang Zhe lost...

After this play, the tension in the room was a lot easier.

When Gu Jin stepped into the literary society, the people inside moved their eyes to the door.

Yang Zhe glared at his five Baidu eyes and thought he snorted handsomely. "Beauty, who are you looking for?"

When he finished his speech, the boy next to him gave him a head. "Are you blind? That is the vice president."

Yang Zhe was shot the first time, and did not have time to fight back.

He wants to say that the temperament is not like it, but sees that the woman has come to him.

The eyes are squeezed into mung beans to see the woman's appearance. He scratched his head with his hand, and looked like a thick smile: "The deputy director arrived, I thought I saw the fairy."

At the same time, my heart is crying, how to do it, I just seem to have teased the dignified deputy president, I just sin!

Gu Jin didn't take it easy. He walked over and smiled softly: "Can I praise you when you are? Thank you!"

She smiled like a spring breeze, hibiscus blossoms, and the eyes of several boys were straight.

It is not the idea of giving birth, but the heart of beauty is there, and the nature is.

Tong Lin was cold with a handsome face and knocked on the table. "I have enough rest. When I am enough, I will read the manuscript and I will be out the day after tomorrow."

He took another look at Gu Jin. "I have read the manuscripts you sent. This time I changed the style, it's not bad. Both can be on."

Gu Jinmei was slightly enlarged and surprised for a moment.

The Cold Star Literature Society is a society founded by the Chinese Department of the Imperial University. After several years of operation, it is well known throughout the university. The president is Tong Lin, the perennial high-cool male **** fan, and the deputy president is Gu Jin.