Hearing Zhao Xiaoyu's cry, Song Yan felt even more remorseful and quickly said: "Sister Xiaoyu, don't worry, I'm fine."
"Then tell me where you are."
Faintly, Song Yan felt that Zhao Xiaoyu's tone was a bit coquettish.
"I'm on my way to the city library."
"Wait for me there, I'll be right over."
Listening to the blind tone on the phone, Song Yan seemed to see a fiery figure.
As soon as the taxi approached the library, Song Yan saw a girl standing there looking forward to it. Song Yan's eyesight was very good. Even though he was several meters away, he could clearly see the expression on the girl's face, looking forward to it. Uneasy, guilty...
And those swollen eyes made Song Yan feel even more guilty.
"Song Yan."
Zhao Xiaoyu's eyes lit up, and she ran up quickly, grabbed his arms, and said with concern: "Open your mouth quickly and let me see your injuries!"
"Sister Xiaoyu, my tongue is fine." Looking at the anxious Zhao Xiaoyu, Song Yan felt a warm current in her heart.
"No, I have to see it, otherwise I won't feel at ease."
In desperation, Song Yan had no choice but to open his mouth and stick out his tongue, while Zhao Xiaoyu still watched.
"Hey, it's really better. How did it get better so quickly?" Zhao Xiaoyu looked suspicious.
"Actually, my tongue is not as serious as you think, it just looked a little scary at the time!" Song Yan said with a smile.
"But I clearly remember that a small part of your tongue was bitten off!"
"You must have been dazzled, and I am naturally quick to recover." Song Yan explained. Suddenly, something moved in his heart: "Sister Xiaoyu, why did you pinch me when I just woke up that time?"
Song Yan also thought about this issue afterwards, and even suspected that he had done something to Zhao Xiaoyu while he was drunk, but no matter how he recalled it, he could not remember what happened.
"This... this, it's actually nothing, maybe because I have a bad temper after drinking." Zhao Xiaoyu said with a red face, and the embarrassing scene in the hotel toilet could not help but appear in his mind.
"Then I'm relieved. I thought I had done something to make you sorry." Song Yan patted his chest and looked relieved.
"snort!"
Seeing Song Yan's appearance, Zhao Xiaoyu felt aggrieved and a little angry for some reason.
Song Yan was stunned, why did he make Zhao Xiaoyu angry again? It was indeed a thorn in the bottom of a woman's heart.
Thinking of this, he decided that it would be better to stay away from Zhao Xiaoyu in the future, so as not to make her angry again.
Thinking of this, he said to Zhao Xiaoyu: "By the way, Sister Xiaoyu, I'm going to the library to rent some books. Do you want to come with me?"
"I'm not going. By the way, come to the martial arts gym after school in the evening. Someone wants to see you."
"Who is he?" Song Yan asked curiously.
"You'll know when you get here. Well, it's time for me to go. I have to go back to school!"
Seeing Zhao Xiaoyu coming and going in a hurry, Song Yan shook his head secretly and strode towards the library.
Time is like running water, and the exam of the day passed in the blink of an eye.
As soon as he walked out of campus, Han Sha sent him a text message asking him to go to her house. Only then did Song Yan remember that it was time to cook for Han Sha again.
Remembering Zhao Xiaoyu's instructions, he hurriedly cooked a table of dishes for Han Sha and hurried to the martial arts hall.
In the office of the martial arts school.
A middle-aged man in his early fifties was sipping tea impatiently. He glanced at Zhao Fengyang and said, "Why hasn't Song Yan come yet? It's almost eight o'clock now. Didn't school end early?"
"My fourth uncle blamed me for not making it clear to Song Yan. I'm going to call him and urge him." Zhao Xiaoyu said in a panic.
"snort!"
The middle-aged man snorted dissatisfiedly and said nothing more.
Zhao Xiaoyu walked out of the office and was about to call Song Yan when he happened to see him walking into the boxing gym. He couldn't help but complain and went up to him: "Didn't I ask you to come over right after school? Why are you here now!"
"I'm sorry, Sister Xiaoyu, I was delayed on something." Song Yan apologized quickly.
Seeing that Song Yan's attitude was quite sincere, Zhao Xiaoyu whispered: "When you see my fourth uncle later, you must be polite. He is the person sent by the family to examine you. Once you pass the examination, you will be taught Your innate-level skills."
"Innate-level skills?" Song Yan was stunned.
"Isn't it surprising? Do you know how much effort my brother put into this matter? When it is done, you must thank my brother." Zhao Xiaoyu said proudly.
"Yes, I will definitely do it." Song Yan nodded quickly. Although Song Yan no longer needs the innate-level skills, he is still very grateful to Zhao Fengyang. After all, the innate skills are the foundation of a family or sect. Zhao Fengyang must have paid a lot to get this opportunity for him.
"Okay, come in with me."
Entering the office, Song Yan's eyes fell on a middle-aged man. He knew that the man should be the fourth uncle of Zhao Xiaoyu and Zhao Fengyang, so he quickly bowed and saluted: "Junior Song Yan has met the fourth uncle of Zhao."
"Are you Song Yan?" Zhao Changming said in an indifferent tone.
"Yes."
"I heard that you are very talented in martial arts?"
"Don't dare."
"It's a good thing to be talented, but it's better to be humble." Zhao Changming said coldly.
"Uncle Zhao taught you the lesson." Song Yan's expression was still respectful. He knew that the other party was probably dissatisfied with him because he came too late.
Song Yan looked humble, but Zhao Changming did not calm down the matter. Instead, he became more serious and said in an arrogant tone: "Don't call me fourth uncle one after another. You are not from the Zhao family, so you have no right to call me that! Do you understand?"
Hearing this, Song Yan couldn't help but frown slightly. It was his fault that he was late, but he had already admitted his mistake, but the other party took advantage of this trivial matter and kept fussing over it, which made him a little dissatisfied.
"Why are you not convinced?" Seeing his frowning movements, Zhao Changming couldn't help but have a sarcastic look on his face: "Boy, the Zhao family is so powerful that you, a junior like you, can't imagine it. You don't even have to look in the mirror to pick up girls. You are the only one with this picture. With his appearance, he also wants to cling to my Zhao family, it’s just wishful thinking!”
"Fourth Uncle, you have gone too far!" Zhao Fengyang couldn't help but stand up and said.
"Zhao Fengyang, you have no right to interrupt what I'm saying! Shut up!" Zhao Changming scolded coldly.
Zhao Xiaoyu on the side couldn't stand it anymore and interrupted: "Fourth Uncle, Song Yan has achieved acquired perfection at a young age. If he obtains the innate secret book, he will definitely be able to break through to innate within three years. With his talent, he will join us The Zhao family is the honor of our Zhao family, so please take back what you just said and apologize to Song Yan!"
"Haha!" Zhao Changming laughed, then stared at Zhao Xiaoyu with disdain and said: "Zhao Xiaoyu, who do you think you are, and who is Song Yan? Are you crazy if you ask me to apologize? What's more, I officially Announce that Song Yan failed my assessment, and a person like this is not qualified to enter the Zhao family."
"You should indeed apologize!" Song Yan, who was silent, spoke up, straightening his body at this moment, looking at Zhao Changming coldly.
When the other party humiliates him, he respects him as the elder of Zhao Fengyang and Zhao Xiaoyu, so he can endure it, but he cannot bear it when the other party insults Zhao Xiaoyu.
The author's digression: Thanks to td91008218 for the reward. (To be continued)