Stop Bothering Me, Emperor Chapter 61: Activities
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Song Xiao didn't see Yu Tang at night, so he went back to the dormitory by himself. The roommate Gao Ao had already returned, and he was sitting on the bed reading a book with a profound cover.
It's getting late, Song Xiao took a bath and was ready to go to bed, habitually reading out a book before going to bed. In his previous life, he was the minister of households, mainly in charge of the treasury and grain, and was relatively good at settling accounts, so he studied business management from a financial perspective. Today I borrowed a book of Introduction to International Accounting from the library, and I am going to learn about it first.
The English book was a bit uncomfortable to read. Song Xiao listed the jerky professional terms and looked it up. After memorizing about 30 professional terms, the whole book seemed to be no problem.
Looking at it, Song Xiao suddenly raised his head and looked at Gao Ao, who was opposite the bed. The man still stared at the book in his hand without saying a word. He frowned slightly. Just now, he felt that he had his eyes on him. He had been in officialdom for many years. This kind of alertness was still there.
"Gao Ao, what interest club have you joined?" Song Xiao asked him.
"Mathematics Shueisha," Gao Ao glanced at him, then quickly retracted his gaze, "Have you joined the Angel Club?"
"Well, Senior James didn't say what the angel would do, do you know?" Song Xiao asked him with a smile.
"How do I know." Gao Ao rolled his eyes, put his book away, and slumped into the quilt to sleep.
Look at this uncomfortable roommate. Song Xiao shook his head, turned off the light, lay on the bed, and sent a text message to Yu Tang.
[We will have breakfast tomorrow morning, right? Type this one out, and eliminate one by one. Song Xiao rubbed his nose on the quilt and turned over.
[My roommate is a little weird] Change to this one, frowning, feeling wrong, with Yu Tang's temper, maybe you might think Gao Ao bullied him, so what should I do if he rushed over and beat him up?
[Good night, my emperor] Finally, after changing to such a meaningless sentence, Song Xiao rubbed his pillow, and hadn't slept with Yu Tang for more than a month, and really missed the embrace.
Yu Tang returned to his residence after repairing Blair. This villa, not far from the school, was bought by the Yu family who came to Harlan University for the first time in the early years, and now it is used by the Yu family's children who are studying nearby here.
There are not many children of the same age as Yu Tang in this generation. Yu Qi, the cousin of Uncle Qi’s family, also came to the U.S. to go to university this year. The little genius went to the university near Silicon Valley to learn his obsessive high-precision semiconductors. Technology is gone. Therefore, in this house, there are only Yu Tang and Du Guan, and two Filipino servants.
"What do you say about training?" Yu Tang moved the hand of the beating a while ago, sat on the sofa, and took a sip of the ice-cola handed by the Filipino maid.
"Closed training, it takes more than half a year." Dugu stood beside Yu Tang and said in a low voice.
Yu Tang shook the cup in his hand and pondered for a moment. Just as he was about to say something, there was a short sound of flute from the phone, and he picked it up immediately. Seeing the simple and unpunctuated four words, I couldn't help but soften my face. I looked up and saw that there was a servant present. I resisted the urge to get up and take two steps, and coughed: "I know. Wait a while."
"Yes." Dugu nodded secretly.
Yu Tang lowered his head, read the text message again, stroked his chin thoughtfully, raised his hand and made a call: "One week, I want to see Song Xiao's day procedures."
The long night is long, is it the Queen herself who is lonely and sleepless?
The activities of the Angel Club are very frequent. On the second day after joining the association, the president notified Song Xiao to participate in the activities.
"Oh, Sean, you are here." The sturdy president saw him from a distance and waved his arms to say hello.
"My name is Xiao, not Xiao En." Song Xiao refused to take an English name. It was a gentleman who did not change his name or his surname. He could not change his name to be nondescript in order to please others. .
"Oh, sorry, Xiao," the president read it graciously, "The names in other languages are not easy to remember, do you remember my name? Haha, my name is Jerry, you know Cat and mouse..."
President Jerry walked into their activity room with Song Xiao, and talked about today's activities as he walked.
"Today's theme is love. Xiao, you play Cupid. An oriental-looking Cupid will definitely attract passers-by." The lively Emily girl came over and gave Song Xiao a white robe And a pair of feather wings.
The stout Jerry put on a peach pink skirt, Emily put on a tough suit, the other members also put on weird clothes, and some people carried musical instruments.
"Leave the boys and girls." Jerry twisted the waist of the bucket and walked out on high heels. As soon as he walked to the door, he fell to the ground with a puff.
Song Xiao twitched his mouth. He seemed to know what this society was doing.
In a corner of the city square, Cupid Song Xiao, holding a plastic bow and arrow, stood on a stone pier. Jerry in a short skirt crouched under his feet as a pleading, while Emily in a suit and leather shoes proudly raised Chin.
The big fat man carrying the saxophone in the club was sitting next to them, playing music about love, and the box containing the instrument was opened and placed in front of everyone. The square gradually became lively. When passers-by saw these interesting performances, they would stop a bit and throw some change into the piano box.
One of the three famous associations of Harlan University, the Angel Club, is actually a beggar organization!
"Oh, my goodness, look at that Cupid." The girl passing by saw the delicate face of Song Xiao and couldn't help but raise her hand to take a photo.
"This is the first time I have seen Cupid with Eastern faces." Passersby pointed at them, which made Song Xiao feel embarrassed. As a scholar, it is really insulting to come out to beg.
But it has already come out, so I can't give up halfway, Song Xiao had to raise the bow in his hand higher to cover his face. It's really shameful.
Jerry was very excited about wearing women's clothing. After a while, he changed his pose and posed extremely charmingly, which made passers-by laugh and threw money at them.
In less than two hours at noon, these young people earned more than two hundred meters of national currency, and they closed their stalls happily. Song Xiao rubbed his sore arm, picked up the phone, and found that seven were missed, six were from Yu Tang, and one was from Gaoao.
We raise her eyebrows slightly. This roommate doesn't usually say a word to him. Why does he think of calling him? Curious to curiosity, after all, his own emperor is important, Song Xiao first sent Yu Tang back.
"Where are you?" Yu Tang's voice was a little angry.
"Society activities, I'm in the West Square." Song Xiao blinked. He and Yu Tang had an appointment to have lunch together. Isn't it still time?
There was a moment of silence on the other end of the phone, and it seemed to be even more angry, and coldly dropped the sentence "Stand still" and hung up.
Jerry was going to take everyone to eat a cheap hamburger, and then take the money he earned to the bank and remit him to call Song Xiao, but he didn't move.
"Sorry, Jerry, I have to wait for a friend." Song Xiao was also upset by Yu Tang's inexplicable anger, but if you want to wait for the minister, the minister has to stand still. I like his participation in the club, "Also, I may not be able to participate in this club anymore."
Begging organizations, this kind of young people's whim game, is indeed not suitable for him.
"Jerry, haven't you told Xiao yet, what does our community do?" Emily saw Song Xiao's expression wrong, and immediately slapped Jerry.
A group of people looked at each other, and then realized that they had not told them what they were doing when they pulled them in. It would be ashamed to let Song Xiao misunderstand that they were beggars.
"The money is used to help the elderly and children with special illnesses, and sometimes directly donated to the orphanage." Jerry scratched his head embarrassedly, and brought to them the detailed list of their donations last year. Look at Song Xiao.
The angel club is very large, anyone who has no class will come out to beg, so in this list, there are almost every day export items.
"I hope people from the whole school will participate." Jerry said with a smile. They relied on performance art and talent shows in exchange for money, and then donated it to charity. The money is not much, but it can be used to make Ha People at London University have formed a habit of doing charity.
This school is filled with future social elites. If they are used to doing charity, they will still do these things when they become big politicians and big chaebols.
Song Xiao looked up at the brawny man in the pink skirt in front of him, and instantly felt that he was a lot taller, and he bends his eyes: "I will consider it seriously." The Chinese speak, always leave room, unlike The Americans are so direct.
Jerry happily took the friends away, leaving Song Xiao standing alone in the square.
Song Xiao bowed his head and called Gao Ao: "What's the matter?"
"Where are you?" The same sentence was taken for granted by Yu Tang, and Gao Ao's question was a bit jerky and strange.
Song Xiao raised his eyes and saw Yu Tang walking by at the end of the square, "What's the matter?"
"I just couldn't find the key to the bedroom. I found it now." Gao Ao wanted to ask something, and Song Xiao suddenly hung up the phone.
Yu Tang walked over quickly and grabbed Song Xiao’s phone hand: "Is my words, are you deaf?" He explained to Song Xiao and tried not to leave him. If you want to go out, you have to let the dark Wei accompanied.
Song Xiao hung up her cell phone before Yu Tang spoke, and Yu Tang's wrist was sore. She couldn't help frowning and staring at him, but when she saw his eyes full of worry, she swallowed the angry words at her mouth. After going on, only one word was said: "...It hurts."