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As he said that, he handed down the torn piece of paper, and he turned his head and wrote the name of the class cadre on the blackboard.
Although Shan Qiye was happy, he didn't like this kind of activity very much, so he didn't participate at all.
Qin Yimu is even more so.
Shan Qiye glanced up at the blackboard, most of them were people he didn't know.
The class cadres and class representatives who were running for the class stood in front and lined up, waiting for them to play.
Among them, many Omegas also participated in the election.
The daily life of class cadres is physically demanding, and Omega's strength is naturally smaller than that of Alpha. The teacher will also consider Omega's physical condition and thus disqualify Omega from participating in the election.
Compared with several Alphas, Omega is the most difficult to compete.
After they finished speaking, Shan Qiye thought about it and wrote Omega's name on it.
Although his personal votes can't decide anything, it can be regarded as a contribution to Omega.
Sunday morning.
It was obviously morning, but Shan Qiye's bedroom was pitch black, and there was no light at all.
The phone was set to silent mode in advance, and the indicator light flashed countless times, but it failed to wake up Shan Qiye, who was still in deep sleep after staying up late in the middle of the night.
By the time he opened his eyes in a daze, it was already afternoon.
Shan Qiye didn't even glance at his phone, rubbed his messy silver hair, and walked to the bathroom with Hache.
When brushing his teeth and washing his face, he was still stunned. It's not a joke to get up early for a stupid day.
Looking at himself in the mirror, Shan Qiye couldn't help biting his toothbrush - he was haggard!
It must be because didn't eat the last chicken last night, and was angry with teammates!
Shan Qiye is determined.
The preheated breakfast is now cool in the incubator.
Shan Qiye casually took a cold custard bun to eat, and went back to find his mobile phone.
The moment he stepped back into the bedroom, his left foot suddenly froze in place.
...I, did I forget something?
A gust of cold air suddenly rose from the back of the head, and the icy cold went straight to the sky.
Shan Qiye put the custard bag in his mouth, wiped his hands casually, picked up the phone in a hurry, and called Qin Yimu.
——I made an appointment with my deskmate to go to the library to read books together on the weekend! ! !
what!
A chance that was finally won, and the result...
Shan Qiye gritted his teeth, wishing he could crush the custard into slag.
The call on the other side was answered quickly, and Shan Qiye had something in his mouth that was hard to speak, so he whimpered and said, "At the same table, I... uh, you..."
Qin Yimu said, "Don't worry." It was quiet beside him, and even the two words lining it were very clear.
Shan Qiye hurriedly chewed twice, "I'm up late."
"Well." He paused, then said, "It's okay."
"Ugh..." Shan Qiye almost didn't cry on the spot, "You are so nice at the same table."
Shan Qiye took a sip of water and said, "Are you in the library now? I'll go look for you."
"Um."
After getting an accurate response, Shan Qiye rushed out the door and pressed the elevator button while pushing the edge of his shirt that he didn't have time to tuck into his pants.
Shan Qiye's panic can be heard across the phone, Qin Yimu said, "Don't worry."
Shan Qiye didn't listen at all, his eyes were fixed on the ever-changing number of floors, and he responded perfunctorily: "Hmmmm."
The library is not close to Shan Qiye's house. It is easy for accidents to happen in such a panic. Qin Yimu said, "I will wait for you."
The moment stepped into the elevator, happened to hear this sentence.
Shan Qiye's flustered mood because of being late seems to have been effectively comforted at this moment.
He pursed his lips and said softly, "Okay."
The elevator doors were closed, and communications were interrupted at the same time.
Shan Qiye turned on his mobile phone and turned off as many as twenty alarm clocks (the kind that ring every minute) that he had left before going to bed last night.
Before he went to bed, he was afraid that he would not be able to get up, so he even made a warning light so that it could light up blind people's eyes when it flashed.
The alarm clock was also wiped out.
Shan Qiye shook his head, thinking about where to buy a stable alarm clock to wake people up in the future.
Downstairs, Shan Qiye called a car: "Master, go to the central library."
"okay!"
The library is quiet.
Located in the most prosperous part of the city center.
There is a revolving corridor inside, and the interior decoration is elegant white, but the style is a little bit of the mechanical style of the interstellar era.
When Shan Qiye was in the car, he found that Qin Yimu had left a message for him.
Starting from the agreed time, the study room has said, and the location number has also been said.
Shan Qiye found the agreed position and saw Qin Yimu sitting there at a glance.
Handsome people are there to attract attention.
Shan Qiye walked over with the book in his arms, not too ostentatious, and planned to sit over and say hello to Qin Yimu.
result!
Before Shan Qiye could get close, he watched a little goblin who appeared out of nowhere and sat directly opposite Qin Yimu.
In such a quiet self-study environment, had a chat with him at the same table!
Shan Qiye snorted lightly, walked over quickly, put the book next to Qin Yimu, put it on the shoulder of the same table, and asked, "Who is he?"
It was only after walking around to the front that it became clear that it was the male Omega.
The one who once framed Qin Yimu for marking him!
After the matter was settled, Shan Qiye didn't know about it, and naturally he deliberately checked the name of this person.
At this moment, someone who should have gone abroad appeared in the library inexplicably.
Shan Qiye's heart was tight, and his intuition felt wrong, so he hurriedly put his arms around Qin Yimu's shoulders and glared at him in an absolutely protective gesture.