Wake Them Up For Me!

Pedestrian Street is lined with snack stalls at the entrance, followed by restaurants, supermarkets, bathhouses, barbershops, and open-air barbecue stands.

At this moment, the girls from Financial Class 3 were just coming out of the supermarket, carrying bags of daily necessities, chatting and laughing as they walked back, attracting the attention of many male college students with their lively chatter.

"Qingqing, don't you think the guys in our class are just awful?"

"Yeah, there's not a single one I can stand."

The girl called Song Qingqing nodded in agreement. She was heavily made up, with false eyelashes, and her hair was dyed cyan in front of her ears. She was the focus of attention wherever she went.

"No, I think that Jiang Qin is quite good."

Pan Xiu, who was following behind, offered a different opinion. She had ordinary looks, but her whole demeanor was very well-behaved, so she looked somewhat cute.

Song Qingqing frowned slightly, "Which one is Jiang Qin?"

"The one sitting by the window in the back row, about 1.8 meters tall, with delicate features. Didn't you see him?"

"Didn't see him."

"Then Jiang Tian, did you see him?"

"Yeah, I have some impression. He's quite good-looking, but he's too low."

Jiang Tian was a long-legged beauty with a baby voice. She thought it was stupid how Jiang Qin and Cao Guangyu pretended to be rich with their phones, and she always looked down on them.

Pan Xiu revealed an ambiguous smile at this moment, "Do you know, Jiang Qin is planning to pursue Qingqing."

Jiang Tian's eyes widened slightly, "Really?"

"Really, he has a roommate named Ren Ziqiang. I chatted with him just now, and he told me."

"Qingqing, your charm is really something. You already have suitors just after the start of school?"

Song Qingqing found it a bit funny, "Do I look that approachable? How come everyone has the courage to pursue me? It's hilarious."

Jiang Tian recalled Jiang Qin's appearance, "Actually, he's not bad-looking. He passes my standards. Qingqing, are you really not considering it?"

"Tian Tian, you're too naive. What's the use of just being handsome without money? You know, I have high spending habits. I don't want a boyfriend from an ordinary family. He's even envious of a three-thousand-yuan phone. How will he buy me cosmetics?"

"That's true. Jiang Qin definitely doesn't have the money to support you."

Just then, Pan Xiu's gaze suddenly turned north, and she quickly pulled them back, "Look, that's Jiang Qin!"

Song Qingqing and Jiang Tian looked in the direction of the sound and saw Jiang Qin walking out of Nanshan Restaurant. Their eyes lit up, "He's really quite handsome. Should we go chat with him?"

"Let's go then. Chatting doesn't cost anything anyway."

Pan Xiu, a well-known gossip enthusiast, immediately stepped forward and stopped Jiang Qin.

Jiang Qin was in a bad mood and didn't want to talk to anyone, but when he realized they were classmates, he restrained himself. After all, it was the beginning of the semester, and alienating everyone wasn't his style.

The girls from Financial Class 3 were quite direct, asking him if he liked Song Qingqing, while Song Qingqing looked up at him from the side, with a condescending air.

Jiang Qin was numb, thinking, I'm here to make money, why do I have to get entangled with girls?

Someone piss on them to wake them up, damn it.

"Jiang Qin, are you shy?"

"Shy my ass. That's all Ren Ziqiang's nonsense. You might as well believe in ghosts."

Hearing this, the girls in the class burst into laughter, thinking that boys were all the same, and they wouldn't admit it when exposed.

Who knew that at this moment, a beautiful figure suddenly ran out of Nanshan Restaurant, pushed them away, and grabbed Jiang Qin's arm.

After seeing the other person's face clearly, the girls from Financial Class 3 were all stunned, their eyes widening involuntarily.

Because this girl was too beautiful, her eyebrows and eyes were full of bright aura, and her figure was very good, with exquisite features.

Song Qingqing was known as the most beautiful girl in Financial Class 3, but she felt a little guilty in front of her, and her feet subconsciously moved back half a step.

"Jiang Qin, what dissatisfaction do you have with me? Why do you have to act like a stranger?"

"Chu Siqi, I don't have any dissatisfaction with you. I just want us to part ways amicably."

Chu Siqi pursed her lips, and a layer of mist appeared in her eyes, "Then why did you suddenly stop liking me?"

Jiang Qin took a deep breath, trying to keep his voice calm, "Focus on your studies. I guarantee you'll soon meet someone you truly like. As for us, there's no possibility."

"I don't care, you have to like me, and you can only like me. You can't leave unless I allow you to!"

"You're really something."

Jiang Qin really didn't want to say anything more and turned to leave, but Chu Siqi wouldn't let go, insisting that he promise to continue liking her.

The girls from Financial Class 3 were all dumbfounded, firstly because the girl's looks were too high, and secondly because it was unbelievable that such a beautiful girl would be so persistent with Jiang Qin.

But before they could recover, another equally dazzling girl came out of the restaurant, first apologizing to Jiang Qin, and then pulling Chu Siqi away.

"Siqi, let's go back and talk."

"Hong Yan, I thought you were my good sister, why do you have to like Jiang Qin?" Chu Siqi looked at her with resentment.

Hong Yan said with a sad expression, "I didn't even know you two knew each other."

Chu Siqi was trembling with anger: "I'm telling you, he's not interested in you, he's only approaching you to make me angry!"

"Let's not talk about this now, let's talk slowly when we get back, okay?"

The next second, Wang Huiru also chased after them. No one knew this complicated situation better than her, so after weighing the pros and cons, she dragged Chu Siqi back to the restaurant without saying a word, leaving only Hong Yan and Jiang Qin.

The two of them faced each other like that, the atmosphere a little heavy.

"I'm sorry, I didn't know about you and Siqi," Hong Yan said, apologizing.

Jiang Qin shook his head: "I don't have any relationship with her, don't put pressure on yourself because of this."

Hong Yan widened her eyes slightly: "Really?"

Jiang Qin had lived for more than forty years and realized for the first time that some things really couldn't be explained with words: "Today's matter is too chaotic, I'll treat you to dinner another day, and then we'll talk."

"Okay, can it just be the two of us next time?"

"Then it's settled."

Jiang Qin smiled slightly, turned and left, walking along the bustling crowd away from Pedestrian Street, while Hong Yan also took two deep breaths and entered the restaurant after sorting out her mood.

At this time, only the girls from Financial Class 3 were left on the road, not having recovered from the seemingly Shura Field scene just now.

"I think Jiang Qin might really not be interested in Song Qingqing."

After a long while, Pan Xiu's words came unexpectedly, instantly waking up the girls present.

They looked at each other and felt that what Pan Xiu said was right. The two girls who were fighting over Jiang Qin were both extremely dazzling, and Song Qingqing couldn't compare to them at all. This wasn't an idol drama, and there was no reason for Jiang Qin to settle for second best, so how could he possibly like Song Qingqing?

At this time, Song Qingqing's face was gloomy, and the shopping bag in her hand was torn.

She originally wanted to tease Jiang Qin from a condescending position as a goddess, but who knew that Jiang Qin would put on a show, and in the end, she realized that she wasn't worthy, which was really the end.

Moreover, Jiang Qin didn't even acknowledge her when he left just now, which made Song Qingqing, who thought highly of herself, feel unacceptable.

When did I become a minor character who can be ignored? I'm the most beautiful in Financial Class 3!

But recalling the two girls who appeared just now, she felt that she didn't even have the right to be angry, which was probably the most embarrassing thing.