Only Song Ci knew in her heart that the object of Coleman's confession was not her, but her mother Jiang Shiyu. It's a pity that his mother passed away for many years, so he couldn't know Coleman's infatuation.
Sometimes, when Song Ci analyzed her mother's emotional entanglements in her life, she also felt that her mother was a scumbag.
The pianist Coleman was scumbag first, then Han Zhan's ghost father was scumbag, and finally tied to her father's red-rooted pine and cypress tree.
In terms of scum, not many women are as scumbag as Jiang Shiyu.
The people she scums to are all big shots with prominent names and surnames.
Song Ci liked Coleman's INS, and then ignored the opinions of those black fans on the Internet.
The movie is scheduled to be released on May 5, 2022, and now it is January 28. In a few days, it will be the Chinese New Year.
Starting from February 23, the crew will hold several media meetings in many countries around the world.
Song Ci is the heroine after all, and she has to attend film promotion meetings in several important international metropolises.
Du Junfei told Song Ci on WeChat that he arranged four promotional meetings for Song Ci.
They are New York Station in the United States on February 23, London Station in the United Kingdom on February 26, and Paris Station in France on March 5.
The last stop will be at Yucheng Station in China, and the press conference will be held on March 12.
That is to say, starting from February 21, Song Ci had to leave home to go to the United States to participate in the publicity conference, and the work of the publicity conference could not be completely completed until March 13.
Having to leave home for twenty days, Song Ci, who has just become a mother, is particularly reluctant to part with her two children.
But there are contract constraints, and Song Ci cannot break the contract.
It's time to attend the promotional meeting, and Song Ci, who loves beauty, doesn't allow her sloppy image to appear in front of reporters.
More than two months after giving birth, under the guidance of postpartum slimming nutrition experts, Song Ci has successfully lost 16 catties.
The current Song Ci is already slimmer than when she first gave birth, but she is still much plump compared to before pregnancy.
There are still more than 20 days before participating in the publicity meeting. Song Ci intends to use this time to do two things well. One is to wean the child from breastfeeding, and the other is to lose weight to the pre-pregnancy body shape.
During the Chinese New Year, Song Ci spent a week successfully weaning the child.
The process of weaning was miserable, not only for the baby, but also for Song Ci's milk swelling. Often when I wake up at night, my shirt is soaked.
During that time, their sheets and quilts always smelled of milk.
Even when Han Zhan went to work, Li Li could smell the milky scent on his body.
Li Li joked at Han Zhan: "Your Song Ci is a mother, why do you still smell of milk?" The children in Li Li's family drink milk, so Li Li doesn't know about women's weaning.
Han Zhan also couldn't tell Li Li about Song Ci's embarrassing experience in giving up breastfeeding recently. Hearing Li Li's question, Han Zhan said, "We have a good relationship as husband and wife, are you jealous?"
Li Li pouted, "I'm jealous of what you do?"
Li Li's life is quite peaceful now.
Moving out with Su Beibei to live alone, without the battle between mother-in-law and daughter-in-law, the relationship between Li Li and Su Beibei has completely stabilized.
When they arrived at their new home, Li Li found a nanny for Su Beibei, who was responsible for cleaning and cooking for the house.
Su Beibei is only responsible for taking care of the children.
Their child is very good, maybe because they knew that Su Beibei had a hard time pregnant with him, the child slept through the night on the first night after he was discharged from the hospital.
Even if the child woke up hungry at night, he fell asleep after eating.
Especially peace of mind.
"By the way, is Auntie still making trouble recently?"
Because Li Li moved with his grandson and daughter-in-law, leaving her to live alone as an old lady. Li's mother had been sulking and making noises a while ago, which made Li Li mentally exhausted.
Hearing Han Zhan ask about his mother, Li Li looked a little tired.
He sighed: "I only recently discovered that my mother is so aggressive when she is aggressive."
In the past, Li Li and Li's mother depended on each other for life, and Li's mother treated him as if she was in pain, and it was too late to love him, so she was not willing to hurt him.
But now, Mama Li felt that Li Li abandoned herself for a woman and didn't let her take care of her grandson, Mama Li was unhappy.
The relationship between the mother and son, who used to be very close, became more and more rigid.
Han Zhan enlightened Li Li: "Auntie still loves you in her heart. The anger is only temporary, so don't be impatient. It's the worst way to be a son. You have to thank your Beibei for not being a messy woman. "
If Su Beibei is also confused and wants to fight against Li's mother, then Li Li's life will be in dire straits.
When Li Li thought of Su Beibei, his heart felt warm.
"Well, Beibei may feel sorry for my mother. No matter what my mother says, she will bear it. In fact, I hope she can yell at my mother sometimes. It's not a person to be so depressed all the time. Method."
Li Li felt that Su Beibei, who was arrogant and aloof, was the real Su Beibei with personality and soul.
Such a compromised Su Beibei made his heart ache.
Han Zhan agreed with Li Li's opinion. He said, "You might as well sit down with Beibei and have a heart-to-heart talk, and tell her your attitude and thoughts. Your support is her confidence when facing your mother."
"Besides, Auntie's idea is not right. Your father may not be guilty of death, but he is indeed at fault. He hit someone while drunk driving himself, which is illegal in itself. Su Bei lost her parents. After all, she is the most pitiful that person."
Li Li nodded, "Originally, I also explained it to my mother, but she couldn't understand anything."
"Aren't all women like this?"
The two looked at each other and smiled, not talking any more.
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Time passed by like a fleeting horse, and it was February 19th in a blink of an eye.
Thinking that Song Ci was leaving for the United States the day after tomorrow, Han Zhan felt a little irritable and was absent-minded in everything he did. In the end, he simply skipped work and went home.
Han Zhan sat in the car and called Song Ci. "Where?"
Song Ci said, "At home."
"Clean up, I'll be right back to pick you up."
Song Ci was basking in the sun in the yard with the children.
In the yard, there are two bamboo cribs lined up side by side, with a baby lying on each bed.
On the headboards of the two beds, the names of my elder sister and younger sister were written respectively.
The crib was made by Han Zhan, the words were mentioned by the old man, and the sheets on the bed were selected by Song Ci.
Although the children have been born for almost three months, their corrected gestational age is only more than one month because they were born prematurely. The little ones can't roll over yet, but they love to laugh.
Song Ci teased them a little, and her sister would open her mouth, revealing her toothless gums, as if her acupoint had been tapped, and she couldn't stop laughing.
The younger sister, Han Jun, should be more reserved, and she smiles softly.
When Song Ci heard Han Zhan's words, she stuffed a rattle into her sister's palm and shook her hand. Listening to the sound of the rattle, Song Ci asked Han Zhan: "Why do you want me to change clothes? Are you going to a party?"
"No, I want to date you."
Song Ci's heart beat a little faster when Han Zhan said seriously that he wanted to date him.
Song Ci couldn't remember the last time he dated Han Zhan.
She smiled and asked Han Zhan, "What are we going to do?"
Han Zhan said: "Secret it first, just change into clothes that are convenient for you to move around."
"good!"
Song Ci called Zhong Buhui, and they moved the crib back to the house with him, and let the old man watch.
Each child has an exclusive nanny to take care of, and the old man and Uncle Zhong are at home, so Song Ci can go out to be cool without worry.
She went upstairs to put on her makeup, changed her clothes, and came downstairs with her bag.
Grandpa saw that Song Ci was dressed very nicely today. He took off his reading glasses, put down the book in his hand, and asked Song Ci with a smile, "Going out? With friends?"
Song Ci picked up an apple on the table and stuffed it into her bag.
Recently, I lost weight and ate less food. I must eat some fruit in the afternoon to replenish my energy.
Song Ci smiled playfully at her grandfather before saying, "Brother Han wants to go on a date with me."
"Yo!" Han Aoyu glanced at the two children, and suddenly said: "You don't have to come back at night, anyway, there is a nanny to take care of the children, so don't worry."
Song Ci subconsciously said, "Why don't you come back?"
After asking, Song Ci finally realized what Grandpa meant.
Song Ci couldn't help but blushed with a beautiful porcelain white face, and she blushed up to her neck.
Song Ci lowered her head and said falteringly: "I don't know where Brother Han is going to take me. I won't come back at night. I'll find out later."
Hearing the sound of the car, Song Ci ran away in a hurry. "Brother Han is here, I'm leaving grandpa first!"
Han Aoyu laughed a few times.
He lowered his head, glanced at the two little babies, and couldn't help poking his index finger on the little guys' chubby chins.
Just like poking jelly, Q bomb Q bomb.
The old man thought it was fun, so he poked it a few more times.
Zhong Buhui saw it, and quickly stopped him, "The children are going to sleep, old man, please be merciful."
Only then did the old man reluctantly retract his claws.
-
As soon as Han Zhan parked the car at the gate, when he got out of the car, he saw the gate open from the inside, and Song Ci rushed out like a small steel cannon.
Song Ci slammed into Han Zhan's arms.
Han Zhan caught her and looked down at her clothes today.
The sun is very strong today, the temperature reaches twelve degrees, and the climate is warm, suitable for smug beauty.
Song Ci was wearing a beige fleece short sweater with a pair of gray skinny high-waisted jeans.
She pulled back her languid curls and wore a pair of ruby earrings.
Pretty, yet languid and charming.
Seeing Han Zhan looking at herself, Song Ci raised her head and smiled so brightly that her eyebrows and eyes were crooked.
Han Zhan was confused by that smile.
"Don't laugh like that." Han Zhan covered Song Ci's smiling eyes.
Song Ci held the back of his hand, suppressed a smile and asked, "Why?"
Han Zhan said: "It makes people want to kiss." Even more.
Song Ci took Han Zhan's hand and boldly invited him: "Come on, dear, I allow you to exercise the privilege with all my body."
Han Zhan stared at Song Ci's lips with lipstick and face with liquid foundation, unable to speak.
In the end, he just took the back of Song Ci's hand and kissed it.
Song Ci withdrew her hand and took Han Zhan's arm with a smile. She tiptoed into Han Zhan's ear and said, "Grandpa said just now that we don't have to come back tonight."
Han Zhan took a deep look at her and asked, "Has it been three months?"
The doctor said that after the caesarean section, it is not recommended for couples to have intercourse within three months.
Han Zhan has held back for too long, he is afraid that if he lets go, he will be a beast.
Song Ci said, "It's only a day or two away."
It doesn't matter.
Han Zhan understood Song Ci's hint. He said: "When I go to see our daughters, I won't see them overnight, I miss them."
Han Zhan went back to the house alone.
The two little ones were drowsy.
As soon as Han Zhan came back, he hugged them up, kissing and teasing them at the same time.
Han Zhan had a good time and left, leaving two sleepy but unable to sleep children crying.
Han Zhan hurried back to the car.
Song Ci said: "I seem to hear children crying."
Han Zhan heard the voices of the nannies coaxing the children. He bent his lips and said, "It's all your illusion."
Song Ci thought that she had heard it wrong.
Han Zhan helped Song Ci fasten his seat belt, and staring at Song Ci's beautiful and charming face at close range, Han Zhan suddenly said, "You are very beautiful today, like an eighteen-year-old girl."
After Song Ci heard Han Zhan's praise, she felt very happy. She said, "My name is tender."
"Then I'm called eating young grass?" Han Zhan made a humorous joke.
Song Ci was amused by Han Zhan and laughed.
Han Zhan started the car, and when he looked up, he caught sight of his face and attire on the dash cam screen, and frowned immediately.
Gray close-fitting turtleneck sweater and dark blue long coat, no matter how you look at it, they are all dressed up as an adult man.
Still kind of old.
Han Zhan felt a little sad.
The car started down the mountain, and Song Ci's sleeve accidentally rubbed her lipstick. She took out the small mirror from her bag, and took out the lipstick to touch up her makeup.
After Song Ci put on her lipstick, she suddenly heard Han Zhan next to her ask, "Do you think I'll look better with long hair and a fashionable hairstyle?"
Hearing this, Song Ci turned sideways suspiciously and stared at Han Zhan strangely.
Song Ci suspects that Han Zhan has changed his soul today.
"What's the matter, are you still my brother Han?" Her pure man brother Han never cared about hairstyle and skin color.
what is it today
Han Zhan explained: "I'm tired of looking at the inch head." The main reason is that the inch head looks too mature, and he wants to be tender.
Song Ci clicked her tongue, and she said, "The cut is pretty good, energetic, and masculine. What should a man do if he wants to be so delicate and good-looking? It's better to be rich than to be good-looking."
Han Zhan complained about Song Ci: "You are too realistic."
"Then do you love it or not?"
"like."
After a while, Song Ci heard Han Zhan ask again: "Is there any good mask recommendation? I want a mask that can make people look younger after using it."
Song Ci: "."
She finally understood what Han Zhan wanted to express.
"Brother Han thinks he's getting old?" Song Ci found it inconceivable, why did Han Zhan suddenly become enlightened
Han Zhan hummed softly.
He touched the end of his eyes with his left hand, feeling a little sad. "Sometimes when I frown, I can find one or two very shallow wrinkles at the end of my eyes."
He has wrinkles, but what about Song Ci
She is as tender as a grass, with collagen all over her face, and she is bubbling beautiful when she dresses up casually.
Han Zhan was somewhat concerned about his appearance.
"I'm already getting wrinkles, but Porcelain is still very young. I want to match you better in terms of appearance."
Song Ci felt amused and sad at the same time.
"Brother Han." She stretched out her left hand, and pressed her index and middle fingers on the edge of Han Zhan's right eye.
Song Ci gently rubbed the end of Han Zhan's eyes, her tone became very gentle.
She said: "Brother Han, in my heart, you are the most handsome man in the world. I admire the young skin of many men, but I only admire and delight in your soul."
"I like you, whether it was you when you were 22 or the you now." Or you who were blind in the last life and over forty.
Song Ci's sudden confession disturbed Han Zhan's heart.
Han Zhan wanted to stop the car on the spot, pulled Song Ci into his arms, tore off the hairband on her head, and took off her sweater.
He thought very much.
But Han Zhan can endure what ordinary people can't.
He suppressed the throbbing in his heart and told Song Ci: "I was worrying too much."
"Don't think about it in the future."
Song Ci squinted on the car seat for a while, and had a dream, dreaming that Han Zhan went to buy a mask to look beautiful, and was fooled by the salesman again.
He bought a bunch of facial masks and applied them on his face. The next day, he had bruises all over his face.
In the dream, Han Zhan, who was almost disfigured by the poisonous mask, sat pitifully on the wooden floor beside the bed, and said to Song Ci whether he wanted to cry or not: "Song Ci, I have been disfigured and I am not good enough for you. You go and find someone better."
Song Ci was awakened by a dream.
Han Zhan looked at the smiling Song Ci in surprise, and asked her, "What good thing did you dream about?"
Song Ci quickly shook her head, "I dreamed of chicken legs."
Song Ci hasn't eaten chicken legs for a long time in order to lose weight, and Han Zhan really believed her lie.
Han Zhan felt sorry for Song Ci.
He parked the car on the side of the road, got out of the car and bought a fried chicken leg for Song Ci.
Song Ci smelled the aroma of fried chicken legs, and felt hungry for a while. She really wanted to snatch the chicken legs and eat them up in a few mouthfuls.
But the idea of wanting a good figure overcame her desire for food.
Han Zhan ate the soft shell of the chicken and handed the meat to Song Ci. "I have already eaten the starch gram with the most calories. If you eat meat, you won't gain weight."
Song Ci said quietly to Han Zhan, "What I want to eat is that layer of skin."
Han Zhan: "."
The chicken leg ended up in Han Zhan's stomach.
An hour later, they arrived at their destination.
After getting out of the car, Song Ci looked up and saw the words 'AK Outdoor Hunting Ground'.
She was slightly surprised. "What did you bring me to the hunting ground?"
"I heard from Yan Jiang that your shooting skills are very strong, even better than Song Fei." Han Zhan asked Song Ci: "Is this true?"
Song Ci nodded, "Yes, I was a shooter when I was in junior high school."
However, due to heavy studies and limited energy, Song Ci had to choose between shooting and playing the violin.
Song Tingyun hopes that Song Ci can go to the Olympics and add a gold medal for China in shooting. And Jiang Shiyu hopes that Song Ci can learn the violin well and complete the goal that she failed to achieve when she was young.
Song Ci loves the violin more in his heart, and after a lot of struggle, he had to reluctantly give up shooting.
Jiang Shiyu was satisfied with this, but Song Tingyun felt sorry.
Han Zhan is a gun lover, and his sniping skills are among the best in the world.
The legend of the ace sniper is all true.
Han Zhan wanted to test Song Ci's level today.
"Let's compete today."
Han Zhan led Song Ci to the front desk, registered, and received two automatic sensor integrators.
Han Zhan put the scorer on Song Ci's wrist.
"What is this?" Song Ci didn't know this thing.
Han Zhan said: "This is the scorer, which is automatically sensed. When you enter the hunting ground later, every time you kill a prey, the scorer will accumulate extra points."
Han Zhan explained the game rules of this shooting club to Song Ci—
"The hunting ground will be opened three times a day, once in the morning, once in the afternoon, and once in the evening. Each opening time is two hours, and the number of players participating in the game is generally between 80 and 120."
"The prey in the club are all virtual animals. The animals will randomly appear in any place, and the appearance time is only three seconds. The amazing thing is that they can move, and the speed is not slow. What we have to do is to strive for the fastest Kill the most prey in the time."
After understanding the rules, Song Ci asked Han Zhan, "What's the reward for getting the ranking?"
No. 1: "One night free of charge at the club for the fans of paper and gold." If you are a fan of paper and gold, it's very dishonest to get the name, and it's not a serious place at first glance.
Luxuriant Gold is the most expensive entertainment venue in Wangdong City, where there are the most beautiful princesses and the most handsome cowherds, all of whom have high education, good looks and high EQ.
Usually, if you have half a million less money in your pocket, you dare not go in and spend it.
Song Ci knew that money was drunk, and he had heard that the cowherd in it was very understanding, coaxing the guests with every mouthful of a young lady.
Song Ci has never enjoyed it.
She wanted to win the first place, and wanted to see the demeanor of the cowherds.
Before Han Zhan introduced the rewards for the second and third places, Song Ci said, "Then take the first place."
Han Zhan sneered. "Do you think, if you go shopping with me, those men and women would like to make you happy, or would they rather make me happy?"
Song Ci didn't need to think about it, but he knew that those who were open to money would definitely do everything possible to make Han Zhan happy.
After all, Han Zhan is a high-quality old man with money, good looks and a good figure.
Song Ci couldn't bear the thought of those people's dirty hands touching Brother Han's body.
She picked out a gun, and while testing the feel, she asked, "What's the reward for the second place?"
Han Zhan: "Second place, one hundred thousand in cash."
Song porcelain is not short of that one hundred thousand.
After thinking about it, she said, "We can go spend a night in luxury and money, without ordering the princess and the young master."
Han Zhan had no objection.
There are a total of 90 people in the hunting ground.
After Song Ci entered the hunting ground, he acted together with Han Zhan. When he saw the prey, whoever killed it first would be the one.
Han Zhan lost two fingers, and his right hand can no longer pull the trigger, but he can shoot with only his left hand, and his strength should not be underestimated.
When Song Ci saw a silver-white transparent elk suddenly appear under a maple tree, Song Ci was taken aback.
When she was in a daze, Han Zhan had already fired and hit the elk.
Only then did Song Ci realize that this cute little guy was a projection animal.
Song Ci was not convinced, she said: "This time I was careless, next time I will never let you!"
Han Zhan: "OK."
The two walked forward for more than a hundred meters, and Song Ci sharply saw a deer appearing beside the small river. This time Song Ci reacted quickly, aimed at the deer immediately and fired.
puff-
The deer fell to the ground, and the number on Song Ci's score sheet changed from 0 to 1.
Han Zhan saw Song Ci's actions from raising the gun to aiming at the prey to pulling the trigger, and his eyes lit up.
"pretty!"
Song Ci really knows how to play with guns.
"The last time you held the pistol, you were so afraid that your hands were shaking." Han Zhan was referring to the time long ago when Song Ci mistook Han Zhan for a burglar and put a gun to his head while pretending to be calm.
Song Ci said: "To be honest, that was the first time I touched a pistol. We learned air guns, but you use real guns. Can it be the same?"
Although air guns can also hurt people, they are far less powerful than real guns.
Han Zhan told her: "Actually, no matter what kind of gun, there is only one reason for their existence, to kill people. Whether it is an air gun, a pistol or a rifle, they are all the same in essence, just a weapon."
Hearing this, Song Ci shook his head.
"I don't agree with what you say," she said.
Han Zhan looked down at her.
He asked, "Why?"
Song Ci said: "I raised my gun, never to kill people, but to protect the people around me."
Hearing this, Han Zhan had a strong emotional reaction in his gray-blue eyes.
Song Ci continued to walk forward, but did not notice how deep and eager Han Zhan's eyes were behind him.
After two hours, the game was over.
Song Ci won the second place with 26 points.
Han Zhan won the first place with 35 points.
Song Ci got a bonus of 100,000 yuan, and Han Zhan got a free coupon for consumption of luxury and money fans.
Walking out of the hunting ground, Song Ci's face was flushed with excitement. She stuffed the 100,000 cash card into Han Zhan's belt.
Han Zhan stared at the card with his head down, and asked her with a smile, "What are you doing? Buy me for one night?"
Song Ci: "No, change to a winning product."
Han Zhan was a little disappointed.
He handed the free coupon to Song Ci.
Song Ci bowed her head and kissed the coupon, and said happily, "Go! Go away!"
Han Zhan looked at Song Ci dotingly, and let her make trouble, "Go after dinner."
"Don't worry, there must be something to eat and drink in Zhizuijinmi, pay attention to your stomach, and return with a full stomach!" Song Ci was so promising.
Han Zhan agreed with Song Ci's approach, "That's all right, let's get drunk on money."
Luxuriant, the door doesn't open until nine o'clock at night.
Han Zhan and Song Ci strolled around the city for a while, bought a cup of Internet celebrity milk tea, and ate it, got stuck, and went to get drunk.
Luxurious and wealthy was built in the new urban area on the North Shore.
The houses in the new urban area on the North Shore are all modern-style concrete buildings, but the extravagant luxury is an antique Tang-like architectural style.
Song Ci and Han Zhan walked into the luxury and luxury, and were attracted by the antique buildings and gardens.
Song Ci asked Han Zhan, "Have you been here before?"
Han Zhan said: "I didn't come here. It's expensive here. It's a waste of money to come here to talk about food. Talking about feelings is nonsense."
Song Ci gave Han Zhan a thumbs up.
"I've been here once," she said.
Han Zhan was a little surprised, and heard Song Ci say, "The last life."
Han Zhan asked her, "What are you here for?"
Song Ci said: "Cheng Ziang was beaten here, and someone called me to collect the body."
When she came, she felt extremely happy when she saw Cheng Ziang who was beaten to death.
"Why was he beaten again?"
"I don't know, it seems that the owner of this store has a personal grudge with Cheng Ziang."
"Boss?" Han Zhan said: "The identity of the owner of this store is very mysterious. I found some information about him and know that he is the most mysterious killer in the world, 'Mu Feng'. But there is no clue about Mu Feng's true identity. people know."
In other words, the identity of the owner of this store is a mystery, and no one knows the truth.
Song Ci said: "I don't know about it either. Anyway, when I died, this store was still open."
During the conversation, the two had already reached the middle of the courtyard.
In the middle of the courtyard stood rows of beauties in silver cheongsams, with embroidered silk shawls on their shoulders.
In this winter, wearing such cool clothes and standing in the yard is also a dedication.
The beauties are carrying a lantern, which looks like the light of fireflies in the dark courtyard.
The woman on the far left came out with a lantern, bent over Han Zhan and Song Ci, her voice was as clear as a spring. She said: "Welcome to the store, Mr. Han, Mrs. Han."
When entering the store, the two registered with their ID cards, and Han Zhan was not surprised when they were accurately identified.
"The small shop has Fengya Pavilion, Qingyin Pavilion, Wangyou Pavilion, and Sizheng Pavilion. May I ask where do you want to go for recreation?"
The so-called Fengya Pavilion refers to the meeting place for literati and poets.
And Qingyage is a communication place for music lovers.
Wangyou Pavilion is a place to have fun.
The Sizheng Pavilion is a place where business tycoons spy.
Han Zhan looked at Song Ci.
Song Ci came to see Niulang, so of course he went to Wangyou Pavilion.
"Wangyou Pavilion."
"Okay, little girl Yuehan, I am honored to lead the way for the guests."
Yue Han took Han Zhan and Song Ci to Wangyou Pavilion.
Wangyou Pavilion is seven stories high.
Although it is an ancient building, there is an elevator in the building. They came to the third floor, and as soon as they entered, they saw rows of beauties and handsome men sitting at the entrance of the hall.
Among them, some wore modern clothes, some wore Republican clothes, and some wore Han clothes of the Tang Dynasty.
Song Ci stared at the row of beauties and masculinities, her heart bursting with joy.
She pinched Han Zhan's arm and said, "Brother Han, that boy in the light blue Hanfu is very handsome, we want him!"
Han Zhan said in a cold voice: "I think the girl in the cheongsam is very beautiful, or do we want her?"
You want a handsome man, I want a beautiful woman.
Song Ci heard Han Zhan's displeasure, and hurriedly said, "Forget it, he's not as handsome as Brother Han, let's find a seat to sit down. I heard that the performance in Wangyou Pavilion in the Drunken Gold Fan is very exciting, let's take a look. "
"Um."
The two found a place to sit down, and someone offered exquisite tea and snacks.
At this time, on the stage, a woman in a light purple skirt stepped up, holding a guqin on stage.
Song Ci stared at the man's profile and said, "A can't be bigger."
It can be said that it was squeezed hard, but there was still no groove.
Han Zhan said: "He is quite tall."
The woman hugged the Guqin and bowed slightly facing all directions.
When she turned around and bowed in the direction of Han Zhan and the others, Song Ci suddenly covered her mouth and exclaimed, "Isn't this our classmate Jiang Bi downstairs?"
Han Zhan looked up and happened to meet Jiang Bi's eyes.
Seeing Jiang Bi, Han Zhan thought of Han Wangwang.
Han Wangwang, who originally agreed to study at Southern Medical University, suddenly backtracked.
I don't know what changed her decision.
A strange intuition told Han Zhan that Jiang Bi had something to do with Han Wangwang's sudden change of mind.
Han Zhan looked around subconsciously, but he was relieved when he didn't see Han Wangwang.
Jiang Bi sat down after performing the etiquette. She put the Guqin on the table and played a Guqin piece that appeals to both refined and popular tastes.
Song Ci didn't expect Jiang Bi to have such skill.
After Jiang Bi's performance, some guests took their mobile phones or bank cards and went to the corner to swipe the QR code to give Jiang Bi a reward.
It was the first time Song Ci saw a club that would ask for a reward in this way.
Song Ci was amazed.
"This club is interesting, the way to make money is really rough, I like it!"
After Jiang Bi performed, she left.
Song Ci ate and drank with Han Zhan, and after a while, Jiang Bi, who had changed clothes, came over.
She was wearing a black shirt, dark blue jeans, and her long hair was tied back freely.
The makeup on Jiang Bi's face was removed, and she looked clean, with perfect facial features.
Jiang Bi walked up to Han Zhan and Song Ci, she nodded to Song Ci, and said, "Mrs. Han, I heard from Wangwang that you recently added a new pair of daughters. Congratulations."
Song Ci pointed to the empty seat in front of him and said to Jiang Bi, "Student Jiang, please sit down."
Jiang Bi sat down and chatted with them a few words.
Song Ci said: "We haven't been back to live much recently, does Jiang still live there?"
"Still."
After chatting with Song Ci and the others for a while, Jiang Bi looked at her watch and said, "I have to go back, otherwise the housekeeper will close the door later."
Jiang Bi lives in the school from Monday to Friday, just like Han Wangwang.
"Then go back quickly, don't delay." Song Ci grabbed a handful of strawberries and handed them to Jiang Bi. "Fruit doesn't cost money, take it with you and eat it on the road."
Jiang Bi caught the handful of strawberries and left without eating them.
Not long after Jiang Bi left, a wealthy young man at the table opposite Song Ci suddenly went crazy.
He got up and opened the table, grabbed the collar of his friend next to him, and bit that person's face until it was bloody!
Like a zombie!
Song Ci was taken aback.
Han Zhan quickly pulled Song Ci up and said to her, "Let's go. It's disgusting."
(end of this chapter)