The True Heiress Is The Real Bigshot novel Chapter 588

Chapter 588: 512 President of Imperial University: Do you need anything? [1 Update]_2

"God Ying, no matter what, you need to be careful," the girl safely stowed away the autograph, and then she remembered something else that piqued her interest, "By the way, God Ying, you didn’t attend the opening ceremony, which faculty are you from?"

Ying Zijin pondered for a moment, "Next month’s military training, I’ll be with the biology faculty."

She didn’t even know which faculty she was from.

It was only because whichever faculty she did military training with, those professors went crazy over it.

Better to not belong to any faculty.

**

Soon, the incident at the activity center was discussed in forum posts on Imperial Capital University’s forum, and the people from the Imperial Capital Drama Academy joined in, too.

[I give up, who was that woman today? Without asking for reasons, she came up and wanted to issue my boss a disciplinary warning? All of us from the Drama Academy are very angry.]

[President of the Student Council, aunt is a professor, you know the drill.]

[Well, Senior Sister Yan is actually quite nice, and she’s super smart too, always the top of her year in the medical faculty with full marks, getting national scholarships. It’s just that she’s a bit arrogant.]

[Whether she’s good or not, what does that have to do with her targeting God Ying?]

[I can see that she’s really gunning for Junior Ying, but here’s a piece of advice from a senior: the Student Council can hone your management skills, but it’s better not to join if you can avoid it; with that time, you could join the science club, you know. Seniors will guide you in welding circuit boards, assembling computers, and participating in scientific research competitions will also yield quality points, isn’t that more enjoyable than the Student Council?]

[The guy from the science club, don’t make your recruiting too obvious. Come to the debate team; senior sisters will teach you how to debate. Also, whispering, the ethos of this Student Council is not great.]

[Student Council’s ethos isn’t great? Thinking of quitting.]

[Thinking of quitting +1]

The forum, Weibo public accounts, and other social media platforms were all managed by members of the Student Council, who naturally saw these comments.

"President." The vice president spoke cautiously, "There are quite a few people on the forum saying they want to quit the Student Council."

"Let them quit," Yan Anhe was already very irritated, and upon hearing this, her expression darkened, "Those who quit, from now on, won’t receive any quality points for activities organized by the Student Council."

The final evaluation for scholarships is calculated by adding GPA and quality points together.

Students who participate in many activities can accumulate twenty to thirty quality points in a semester.

The vice president wiped his sweat, "This, this might not be a good idea."

Yan Anhe didn’t respond, her anger growing within.

A freshman dared to challenge the authority of senior sister.

Moreover, what she couldn’t understand the most was why the President of Imperial University would indulge Ying Zijin so much.

Was she just a college entrance examination top scorer?

Luckily she had not been on a speakerphone, or else she would’ve lost all face.

The vice president also knew that Yan Anhe was in a terrible mood and discretely retreated.

**

By the time Ying Zijin finished signing the last autograph, it was already 5:30 p.m.

It was almost time for the last class of the day to end, so she quickly packed her things, wore her mask, and exited through the west gate of Imperial Capital University.

If it had been any later, Ying Zijin guessed she would have to stay overnight at Imperial Capital University.

Since the west gate was remote, leading out to a small grove, there were hardly any people around.

Fu Yunshen didn’t wear a mask, leaning against the car with his long legs folded.

Ying Zijin got into the car and showed him her wrist, indicating she didn’t want to move at all, "Signatures for three hours, my hand is numb."

"Hmm, hard work," Fu Yunshen said lazily, "You being so popular puts pressure on me."

As he spoke, he lowered his head to fasten her seatbelt.

The man’s deep brows and eyes were serious and focused.

From this angle, one could see his long eyelashes and high nose bridge.

Ying Zijin lifted her left hand and poked Fu Yunshen’s face.

Then she felt that the touch was actually quite nice.

So she poked him again.

By the third poke, her hand was caught.

Their fingers interlaced, their hands locked together.

A current surged suddenly.

The space in the car was small, as if the air had stopped flowing.

Fu Yunshen slowly drew the girl into his arms, his forehead against hers, "Little girl, tell me honestly, was your initial willingness to deal with me just because of this face?"

Ying Zijin looked at him for a few seconds, "Yeah."

"And now?"