The next day, Zhao Mei looked at the huge crowd in front of her and felt a strong sense of regret in her heart. She deeply felt that she might as well tell Jiahe that she had other things to do and then go home to lie down and study. While silently shedding tears, she did not forget to smile at the freshmen who came to ask questions and answered their questions kindly.

Soon, the September noon sun was hanging in the sky, and the autumn wind was still hot and sultry, making people feel depressed. The crowds of people gathered in groups showed no sign of decreasing. Zhao Mei picked up the lukewarm water on the side and drank a bottle of it.

Just as she was about to take a break and wipe off the sweat, she saw Qiu Jiahe, with her hair in a bun, running towards her. Zhao Mei watched her running towards her and held her knees, panting: "Meili, let's go, let's go eat first. The club bought lunch boxes, and the president is handing them out over there."

Zhao Mei crawled out of the shed: "Hey Jiahe, it's quite hot, don't run so fast. Even in September, the sun is very strong. Be careful of heatstroke."

Qiu Jiahe stood up and smiled: "It's okay, I'm paying attention, let's go quickly."

Zhao Mei nodded and followed Qiu Jiahe to an open square outside the venue. There were three or four people distributing lunch boxes in the square, and some people were queuing. Zhao Mei took a look and took Qiu Jiahe to the end of the line.

The glare at noon in autumn was particularly bright. When it was almost Zhao Mei's turn, the system suddenly popped up.

[Ding——Detected 86 points of luck character Yan Zhi, please check.]

The sudden reminder made Zhao Mei pause in her steps. She subconsciously looked up and saw a boy with peach blossom eyes and a small tail on the back of his head. He asked her with a smile: "What's wrong, classmate? Are you not feeling well?" That smile was like sunshine, melting everything and was particularly dazzling.

Zhao Mei shook her head and smiled, "No, thank you." After lowering her head to take the lunch box, Zhao Mei went to meet up with Qiu Jiahe, who had found a seat before her, and she was completely unaware of the gaze fixed on her back.

Yan Zhi retracted his frozen gaze, thinking of the girl's bright eyes and soft smile, and continued to distribute the lunch boxes in his hand mechanically. He did not forget to maintain his smiling expression, and even did not forget to say hello. But after finally finishing the distribution, he couldn't wait to run in the direction of Zhao Mei.

Zhao Mei, who had just sat down, was still chatting with Qiu Jiahe about the handsome guy just now: "Jiahe, that boy just now was very handsome." Even though she had been severely blinded by the three 90-point scores, it did not prevent her from still thinking that Yan Zhi was very handsome.

Qiu Jiahe raised his chopsticks proudly. "Of course he is. He's our president, the mainstay of the drama club, and the forever-given leading role." He quickly took a mouthful of rice and continued, "The people chasing after our president can be said to be lined up from the east gate to the west gate, and from the south gate to the north gate of our Capital University. He's kind, gentle, and handsome. He's a perfect match. I'm telling you, with connections like mine, if you're interested, you'd better seize the opportunity. What a great opportunity..."

Zhao Mei looked at her smug and incessant appearance, not knowing whether she should remind her that the protagonist she was talking about was right behind her, so she could only point behind her.

Qiu Jiahe turned around with chopsticks in his mouth, and was shocked: "Oh my god, President, you scared me to death."

Yan Zhi still had that sunny smile on his face: "Thank you for the compliment. I didn't know there were so many people chasing after me."

Qiu Jiahe clasped his hands together and said, "Please let me go, President. I really didn't spread rumors on purpose. There are so many people chasing you... But please don't make me practice extra, it's hell."

Yan Zhi ignored Qiu Jiahe's chatter and instead looked at Zhao Mei: "Hello classmate, my name is Yan Zhi, and I'm the president of the drama club. I don't know your name yet?"

Zhao Mei was still watching the show when she was suddenly called: "Ah, hello, my name is Zhao Mei, and I'm Jiahe's roommate."

Yan Zhi, who had come to Zhao Mei specifically, certainly didn't do it just to get to know her. He had a purpose: "Okay, classmate Zhao Mei, I see you've been helping Jia He all morning. Why don't you do me a small favor?"

Zhao Mei looked at Qiu Jiahe in confusion, and Qiu Jiahe shook his head at her in confusion.

"I'm just helping to distribute the club recruitment flyers. Although it's embarrassing to say it, I really think classmate Zhao is...very beautiful. If you distribute it, it will be sent out quickly. Do you mind?" Yan Zhi scratched his face, feeling a little embarrassed.

Zhao Mei waved her hand and said, "I don't mind, I don't mind. Anyway, I'm here to accompany Jiahe. Jiahe is also handing out flyers outside, so we can still go together."

"Thank you for your hard work." Yan Zhi got what he wanted and his smile became even bigger.

Qiu Jiahe was stunned watching from the side. The image of a shy president was beyond her comprehension. She was still confused as she watched Yan Zhi walk away. Until Zhao Mei called her, she turned around and said, "Oh my god, Zhao Mei, you know our president. We have been together for three years and he hasn't blushed once. I am so useless. Why didn't I take a photo? Otherwise, I could have spent the next year's meal..."

Zhao Mei couldn't help laughing when she heard this: "He's so powerful, be careful of him coming back." Seeing Qiu Jiahe turning back again, Zhao Mei laughed even more wildly.

The two played around for a while, took a break, packed up their things and prepared to go back to work. When they returned to the reception desk, there were even more people in front of them. The crowd in the morning was nothing compared to the crowd in the afternoon.

Zhao Mei and Qiu Jiahe looked at each other, sighed, and walked in two directions holding the flyers. Before, when there were not so many people outside the school, Zhao Mei didn't feel much about her 90-point appearance. But now, after being approached by the fifteenth boy, she realized this problem.

All the boys and girls who passed by her would subconsciously look back or even slow down their pace. Gradually, there was a crowd around her and she could only walk forward with a smile under the countless gazes, and while walking, she would not forget to give a flyer to everyone around her.