CEO's Forced Love

Ye Zhiqiu didn't know whether Huo Zhongxiao came back from Xizang or not. For nearly a year, she never took the initiative to inquire about things related to him. The only time she learned about him was that he divorced Han Jingqiu. It was a well-known thing. She didn't know what happened to him later.

This day's conversation, the two people have a taste of breaking up in discord.

Qin Shisheng left and walked to the door. Suddenly, he turned back and asked her, "I mean, if he looks back and says he likes you, do you want to be with him?"

Ye Zhiqiu didn't give the answer because she felt that this hypothesis was no longer tenable.

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In mid September, ye Zhiqiu became a sophomore, facing a half month military training career.

On the second day of school, the university student activity center was crowded with students leading military training clothes. Ye Zhiqiu's training clothes were snatched by Qin Shisheng.

"I heard that the instructor for us this time is not the national defense students, but the elite drawn from a certain army. Don't you think it's a blind toss?"

Qin Shisheng squatted at the edge of the Boulevard, wearing a wide training suit and used as a training hat to fan the wind. It looked like the Han Jian in the past.

Ye Zhiqiu looked at him, covered his stomach and burst into laughter.

"What are you laughing at?" Qin Shisheng looked around curiously. He liked to watch the excitement and thought something funny had happened.

"Nothing. Go over there and whistle." Ye Zhiqiu got up and patted the grass roots on his ass.

"What do you say about the gathering in hot weather? Those big soldiers can't be so whole if they want to find a sense of existence. It's right for a nap now!"

Ye Zhiqiu was too lazy to pay attention to him. Seeing that he would be late, he hurried to the big playground in front of him.

The playground has long been overcrowded. More than 8000 sophomores wear camouflage training clothes. Looking down from the bleachers, they look like a large surge of green algae.

When ye Zhiqiu arrived, he happened to meet the person in charge of the school on the podium with a loudspeaker and a loud voice. The camp company was arranged according to the professional colleges and departments. The directors of each department were even more busy and confused. A girl in the same dormitory saw Ye Zhiqiu and immediately waved to her: "here, here!"

Girls majoring in clothing and dance were organized into a row.

Roommate duck stood beside Ye Zhiqiu, holding his cheek and intoxicated: "I don't know if I can write an unprecedented love with a tall and powerful instructor."

"You deserve Guo Degang's." roommate Wen Xiang poured cold water on the side.

The duck stretched out his hand to lift his chest, surging, proudly raised his chin in the graceful waves, whined and said, "I'm also very selective, okay?"

"Remember to shave your little mustache before you do this next time."

Ducks began to throw their hats all over the playground to catch up with Wen Xiang.

Ye Zhiqiu rolled the sleeves of the training clothes high, revealing the fiber-white lotus root arms, and fanned her face with her hands. There was already a layer of dense fine sweat on the tip of her nose. The weather in September this year was particularly muggy, especially the fabric of the training clothes was still airtight. She exhaled a long breath and wanted to end the big gathering early.

She thought Qin Shisheng was right. She should sleep with an electric fan in her dormitory at this time.

Ma Ningning from the same dormitory came up: "I just chatted with the boys from the school of architecture. They all said that those who came back as instructors were from the field troops. They would not talk as well as national defense students. If you said that your military posture was not standard, even if you were a woman, you would kick them hard."

Then she looked at the dancing girls with thin arms and legs nearby with schadenfreude: "when you come to gather, you should take sunscreen and a small paper fan with you. It's so delicate. I'm sure you can make them all cry tomorrow morning."

"Not so strict?" Ye Zhiqiu frowned and looked a little tangled. I'm afraid I can't bear it if it's true.

"Those are regular troops, not national defense students who will laugh with us."

The school leaders on the podium, holding microphones, have begun to make impassioned military training mobilization speeches.

Looking at the head teacher coming, ye Zhiqiu propped Ma Ningning, who had to whisper with his elbow. The latter immediately shut up and stood upright without squinting.

"Students, be ambitious, take a flat step and cross the road from the beginning. Your college life will open a new chapter today. This chapter is undoubtedly colorful, but whether it is brilliant or not, you still need to describe it in person..."

Ma Ning bumped into Ye Zhiqiu and said, "I heard from the senior students that this mobilization speech has been used for four or five years. Every year, the speakers change year by year, but it is definitely the rhythm of changing soup without changing medicine."

Ye Zhiqiu was amused by her words and looked up at the leader whose belt was tight: "do you think he looks like the pig Bajie in the journey to the west?"

Not only Ma Ningning, but all the girls around her laughed.

"What are you laughing at?" the head teacher walked over, frowned and stared at them seriously.

Ye Zhiqiu tightened her lips and straightened her spine.

The speech of the university leaders on the stage was coming to an end, and the cadenced voice was transmitted to every corner of the playground through the radio: "now, on behalf of the University Party committee and the administration, let me extend a warm welcome to all the officers and soldiers undergoing training!"

Applause thundered over the playground.