"And also broke a record, my god, is simply an idol."

"That's right, especially when shooting, blindly shooting, I will ask you for advice in the future!"

"Thank you." Qiao Yimo nodded slightly, raised his delicate eyebrows to look at them, and asked politely: "What's the matter?"

Several people grasped the propaganda report in their hands, and then handed it over carefully.

"That's the case. Our shooting team is recruiting new students. Are you interested in coming to our shooting team? Just be the team leader without an interview."

"While you go, you should come to the gentler department for shooting at school." Another person directly squeezed out the shooting club members, and then put the literature department's propaganda report in Qiao Yimo's hands. Classmate Yimo, I especially like the part of your speech, or come to our literature department."

Qiao Yimo looked down and saw that the propaganda report of the Ministry of Literature was about Qingqing's book.

Qiao Yimo raised his eyebrows, the corners of his mouth twitched, full of evil spirits, "Are all Qingqing fans?"

The president of the Literature Club nodded, "Yes, only Qingqing's fans can enter our department, but you, Qiao, are an exception."

In fact, he thought to himself, it doesn't matter if you don't like it now, after all, Qing Qing is so charming, she will definitely like it in the future!

"Go away, go away!" The design department squeezed directly up, walked to Qiao Yimo, and said, "Student Qiao, I especially like the costumes you gave during the speech. I heard the embroidery and waist. You change the design temporarily, or you come to our design department, our idol in designing clothes is the famous international designer U, and they are all big beauties!"

"Do you know her?" Qiao Yimo was a little surprised, because designer U didn't have a long debut time, only three months, and there were not many works. She thought that there were very few people who knew designer U.

The person in the design department nodded, "Of course I do. I like every design of her." After speaking, he stopped, and the person raised his eyes to Qiao Yimo, and asked with a smile, "Does Qiao know the designer? U?"

Qiao Yimo shook his head with a faint expression, "I don't know."

"It doesn't matter if you don't know each other, it's fine to meet after you come to our department."

"Yeah, yeah, it doesn't matter if you don't like being a team leader, we can just watch you shoot."

"Student Joe, don't leave, take a look at our club, there are so many handsome men and beautiful women."

Qiao Yimo: "..."

Ten minutes passed.

Shooting society.

The members looked at the president who came over in despair, and couldn't help asking: "President, don't you cheat the school girl?"

The president sat heavily on the stool, almost swearing, "Fuck, the presidents of all the clubs have been dispatched, so how can we get our shooting club in turn."

If it weren't for Qiao Yimo's marksmanship, he had the urge to carry her over!

Members: "..." Today, the competition is so fierce!

Literary society.

"Don't you trick the future literary star into our literary society?" The members were equally puzzled.

The president shook his head. He was so angry, "Even the shooting club can't get her. Do you think we can get it?"

Members: "......"

Design community.

On the contrary, the reaction here is not so big.

Seeing that the president returned from the loss, the members were not so disappointed, and calmly said: "President, don't be sad if you don't come, after all, we still have the ace Mincai here, and the senior sister Chu Mincai." JrNovels.com