Drowing In Mr. Scott's Love

Chapter 11 What A Hooligan

Abby felt she had gone mad!

Even if she burst her courage one hundred times, she would not dare sell Richard's video. If it was

found out by him, she would definitely be killed cruelly!

"Hey? Abby? You’re weird today. What's wrong with you? Go ahead!"

Seeing that she was in a daze again, Sophia pushed her.

Abby could only resentfully carry the camera to the guest seats.

The guest seats were in the first row of the auditorium, and Richard was in the second place on the left.

Abby took a deep breath and told herself that it was not a big deal. It was just shooting. Maybe... When

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Thinking of this, Abby raised the camera and began to shoot.

Soon, the celebration began.

From ten o'clock to half past eleven, the guests came to the stage one after another to give their

speeches, and Abby was also very focused on shooting.

However, she could always feel a cold gaze following her from time to time.

Naturally, Abby knew where it came from. She was so frightened that she did not even dare look at

Richard.

This situation continued until the end of the celebration.

When the president announced the end of the meeting, she held the camera and flew out of the scene.

At noon, Abby and Sophia had a casual lunch at the school restaurant, and then went back to the

classroom to prepare for the afternoon shoot.

Unexpectedly, as soon as they stepped into the classroom, a classmate from the same department

running over and saying to her, "you came back at the right time. The student union just now said that

the etiquette team is still short of people, and they asked you to take the VIP to visit the school. Please

go to the student union as soon as possible."

"Why is it so sudden? I still have to shoot in the afternoon."

Abby frowned. Obviously, she didn't want to go.

She was not a member of the etiquette team. There were so many people there, why would they

choose her?

"The shooting has been arranged for other students. In short, go quickly. I heard that this is the

principals' order."

After speaking, the student in charge of delivering the message turned around and left.

"Since it's the Principal's order, there's nothing we can do about it. Go ahead, your grades are so

excellent, maybe some sponsor is willing to support your tuition. That's great. You don't have to work

so hard in the future."

Sophia was very much in favor of Abby being a member of etiquette.

However, for some reason, Abby had a bad feeling.

Although she was very unwilling, she still went to the student union in the end.

The student union was located in the south of the school. When Abby arrived at its office, she saw the

president of the student union sitting cross-legged and waiting for her.

"President."

Abby knocked on the door and called her.

"Hey, Abby."

When she saw Abby, the president immediately called her in, looking particularly enthusiastic. "Take a

seat, please."

Abby sat down opposite her and asked, "President, didn't the etiquette team arrange enough members

to treat the guests? Why did they transfer people from the photography association? Why did they ask

for me alone?"

"Well. The principal personally gave the order of appointing you to treat the guests. What we would do

is just to carry it out. And that's why I called you here, we should talk about it."

The president said seriously, "no matter what, I hope you can understand one thing. The guest you are

going to lead today is not simple. The principal wants you to persuade him to donate to the school."

When Abby heard this, she was stunned. She gave a wry smile. "I'm not good at this! You know, all the

businessmen here today are big shots. To put it bluntly, they are all experienced in business. How can

they be so easy to fool?"

"No, no, you should believe in yourself, Abby. You have a good academic performance, and you have

got the scholarship every year. Even I, the president could not compete with you. So I completely

believe that you can do it well."

The president tried her best to persuade Abby. In the end, she put on a pitiful look. "Besides, you must

be hoping that after you graduate in the future, you can see your Alma Mater being more brilliant,

right?"

"No, I hope not!"

Abby complained in her heart, but she didn't say it out loud.

"President, are you really not going to consider others?"

Abby did not give up and continued to avoid it.

As a result, the president's answer was even more straightforward. "No. You are definitely the most

suitable candidate, so this important task is left to you. You must complete it well."

At this point, the president raised her hand and looked at her watch. "Oh, it's time. Go to West Lake

quickly. Don't let the guest wait for too long. Don't fail!"

"How could you..."

Abby felt particularly helpless and wanted to protest, but the president had already stood up and drove

her out of the student union.

Clang-

When the door was closed, Abby was stunned.

What... What a hooligan!

After leaving the student union, Abby rushed to the West Lake that the president had mentioned.

The West Lake was a man-made lake in the school. It had pleasant scenery and was one of the

biggest characteristics of the school.

It had just been lunch, and the sun was still blazing in the sky, which did not affect the visitors here at

all.

When Abby arrived, she could not help but feel troubled.

There were so many people here, who she was going to take with her?

Abby looked around gloomily. Suddenly, she caught a glimpse of a familiar figure...

There was no other way. That person was too eye-catching. Even though standing in the crowd, he

was a towering figure, easily attracting others' attention.

He was standing under a willow tree by the lake. Looking from the side, the man's expression was

indifferent as he counted the time.

His outstanding facial features and perfect figure constantly attracted the attention of passers-by.

However, he just looked down on everything and gave off a noble and elegant temperament that

prevented strangers from getting close.

Richard-

When Abby saw who it was, her first reaction was to turn around and run away.

She prayed in her heart that the person she was going to take was definitely not him, definitely not!

Unlucky, God did not hear her pray at all. Just as she turned around and took a few steps, a cold and

gloomy voice came from the other side. "Abby..."

Abby froze, feeling a chill down her spine.

She tried her best to hide, but still couldn't escape?