C114 Habit is not a good thing (1/2)

A quarter of an hour later.

Steward Ye walked out of the office of the President of the Student Union with a calm expression, but with a trace of anger on his face.

In the corner, a member of the Student Union saw this scene. A light flashed across his eyes, and when Supervisor Ye's figure disappeared from his line of sight, he took out his phone and directly sent a message, ”Done!”

On the other end of the phone, the person who received the message revealed a smile filled with disdain and coldness.

There weren't any classes in the afternoon, so Steward Ye directly returned to his dorm. He laid on his bed with a thoughtful look on his face as he held his phone.

When Honey came in from the outside, she saw this kind of scene, she was somewhat surprised, and carefully asked: ”Manager, do you want to rest?”

Steward Ye regained his composure and nodded his head, ”Yes.”

Unsure of what to say, Honey went back to her own bed. After staring blankly for a while, she said, ”I saw your list of participants in the new party on the forum.”

And then?

Chief Steward Ye did not ask about it, but he looked at Honey and indicated for her to continue.

Honey clasped her hands together and hesitated a little. Finally, she spat out a sentence, ”Congratulations. This way, your reputation in the school will be even greater. In the future, the path of the entertainment circle will be smoother.”

That's it?

Chief Steward Ye could faintly sense that what Honey originally wanted to say was not this, but looking at her appearance, she did not have the desire to continue, so she simply nodded and said, ”Thank you.”

Honey smiled and lay back down on the bed. Looking at the top of the bed, her eyes revealed a trace of confusion. She didn't say it out loud.

He was lost in thought for a long time, but finally opened WeChat, pulled out the ”Uncle” chat box, and sent a message: ”Uncle, there's a new welcoming party in school tonight, will you come back?”

The message was sent successfully, but just like the previous message, it was sent out without any response.

He put the phone back in his pocket, closed his eyes, and sighed repeatedly in his heart: Habit really isn't a good thing.

It had been a week since the old man had completed his task. She would occasionally send a message, but she never received a response.

His heart was in his throat, unable to let go.

Tonight was the welcoming party. If Uncle could show up, it would be great.

With such thoughts in his mind, Ye Guan gradually fell asleep.

In the dream, there was an uncle, there was also her.

The rapid ringing of the bell broke the silence of the room. Ye Guan suddenly woke up and looked out the window at the setting sun with a blank face.

His phone rang incessantly. He picked up his phone, thought back, and picked up the phone, ”Hello …”

”Young man, what are you doing!” A raspy voice sounded, ”What time is it now? Have you settled the performance list for the gala?”

He rubbed his nose and said, ”I just woke up and my mind is still a little muddled. Wait a moment.”

There was a moment of silence on the other end of the phone before a clear and melodious roar rang out, ”You bastard, you're still in the mood to sleep!”

Fortunately, Ye Guan had already put down his phone and went to wash his face. Otherwise, his eardrums would have burst.

When she returned to pick up the phone, Ling Qing had already lost her temper. ”What are you going to do next?”

Manager Ye was silent for a moment before saying, ”There are still two hours until the party. You can go to my dormitory. We'll go out together.”

She didn't know what she was going to do, but she hurried to her dorm to meet her. ”Where to?”

”Since it's a party, we should clean up on the makeup aspect.” Steward Ye spoke as if it was the most natural thing to say, but this reason kept him at a loss for words, ”You are really …” ”What a big heart.”