"By the way, A Yan, your cousin seems to have a problem with you getting the first place. She left the backstage just after you got the first place. I don't think her face looks very good." Xia Xiang whispered to Song Yan.
Hearing this, Song Yan frowned slightly, and his heart became entangled again.
The competition is still going on, and we have to wait for all the players to finish playing, which is probably until the evening. Song Yan and Xia Xiang have already finished playing, so they decided to leave.
After asking Xia Xiang to have lunch, Song Yan returned to the dormitory.
During this period, he did not give up studying. He had two magical powers: photographic memory and mastery. His progress could be said to be rapid. However, in these few exams, he deliberately suppressed his scores. It was only a small increase and did not cause any problems. sensation.
However, he is planning to break out in one fell swoop in the next monthly exam, which will create a better sensation and gain more fame.
At three o'clock in the afternoon, he received a call from Xiang Feifei. First, he congratulated him on winning the first place in the preliminary round of the piano competition, and then offered to treat him to dinner.
It happened that he also wanted Xiang Feifei to help analyze Song Xue's matter, so he agreed immediately.
At 6:30 in the evening, when Song Yan came downstairs to the scheduled restaurant, he found Xiang Feifei standing there looking pretty.
"Sorry, I'm late." Song Yan said.
"It's not late at all. We agreed on a date of 6:40, so I came early." Xiang Feifei said with a smile.
Song Yan had a good impression of Xiang Feifei and always made people think she was very considerate.
The two talked and walked into the restaurant side by side.
After ordering the food, Xiang Feifei seemed to notice that Song Yan was a little depressed, and asked him tactfully if he had encountered anything unhappy.
After a moment's hesitation, Song Yan told her his worries.
After listening to his story, Xiang Feifei smiled and said: "You must be worried blindly. I said that Xiaoxue is not that kind of narrow-minded girl, she is just a little arrogant, and I can't accept it for the moment. , I believe she will figure it out soon, so if you want to win her respect, you must win this piano competition."
"Is it true?" Song Yan was still a little worried.
"Believe me, I'm right." Xiang Feifei winked at him.
At this moment, Xiang Feifei's cell phone rang. She picked up the phone and looked at it. She couldn't help but smile knowingly: "It's Xiaoxue calling. I just happened to help you find out."
Xiang Feifei walked to the side with the phone in hand and chatted for ten minutes before hanging up.
"How is it?" Song Yan asked.
"Let's eat first and tell you after we finish, otherwise the food will be cold." Xiang Feifei smiled mischievously.
Although Song Yan wanted to know what Song Xue thought of him, he had already told Feifei so, so he had no choice but to suppress his anxiety and eat first.
Song Yan watched Feng Juan Canyun destroy the food, and Xiang Feifei secretly laughed: "This guy is really cute."
After the meal, Song Yan looked at Xiang Feifei nervously, like a prisoner waiting for the sentence.
Xiang Feifei picked up a tissue, wiped the corners of her mouth elegantly, and said with a smile: "If Xiaoxue knew that you cared so much about her thoughts, she would definitely be very happy."
"Maybe." Song Yan's tone was a little sad. He lost his parents when he was young, and he valued family ties very much. Even though his eldest aunt had looked coldly at him before, he never held any grudge against her. Therefore, he very much hoped to have a good relationship with Song Xue.
"Okay, let me tell you directly, Xiaoxue is not angry with you, but is very curious about you."
"What are you curious about?" Song Yan asked quickly.
"What do you think? Actually, I'm also very curious. You've changed a lot during this period. If it's convenient, can you tell me why? I will keep it a secret for you!" Xiang Feifei said seemingly unconcerned.
But her words still aroused Song Yan's vigilance. It should be that he was too high-profile during this period, which aroused Xiang Feifei's suspicion.
Although his intelligence is not too high, he also understands that it is best not to expose the ring system, otherwise it will definitely cause endless trouble.
So, he pretended to be calm and said: "I don't have any secrets."
"Really?" Xiang Feifei obviously didn't believe her words: "Forget it, if you don't want to say it, forget it. It seems that you haven't regarded me as a true friend yet."
Song Yan was silent. He was now sure that Xiang Feifei had realized something, but he couldn't bear to refuse Xiang Feifei. After being silent for a while, he said: "I'm sorry Xiang Feifei, there are some things that I really can't tell you."
Xiang Feifei chuckled: "Okay, I'm just talking casually, don't take it to heart. Besides, who doesn't have secrets?"
"Xiang Feifei, you are so kind." Song Yan said gratefully, feeling more and more understanding of Xiang Feifei.
… …
At the crossroads, Song Yan waved goodbye to Xiang Feifei.
"Goodbye Song Yan."
Xiang Feifei smiled sweetly at him, turned around and walked in the opposite direction. Just as she walked less than 200 meters, a red car slid to a stop beside her. Xiang Feifei opened the passenger door and got in.
The driver was a red-haired woman who was dressed very sexy.
After Xiang Feifei got into the car, the car roared and rushed out like a sharp arrow.
"How was it? Did you gain anything?" the red-haired woman asked Xiang Feifei.
Xiang Feifei said in a deep voice: "Although I haven't found out the specific reason, I can be sure that Song Yan can undergo such a huge change in a short period of time. He must have had some kind of adventure!"
"It's interesting. He was originally a very ordinary student, but his grades became extremely good, he suddenly became able to play the piano, and he suddenly became a martial arts master in the later stages of life. Tell me, what kind of adventure can make him change so much? ?" The red-haired woman's face was full of curiosity. Suddenly, she changed the topic: "Feifei, I see that boy seems to have a certain affection for you. Why don't you work harder and develop that boy into your subordinate? Maybe we can find out all his secrets."
"How can you say that if senior sister is going to die?" Xiang Feifei's pretty face turned slightly red and she said a little shyly.
The red-haired woman stared at Xiang Feifei's face and was silent for a while before saying: "You don't have a crush on that boy, right? Feifei, I'm warning you, you'd better not break through to the sixth level of "Xuan Nu Jie" Be emotional, otherwise, not only will you not be able to make progress, your skills will actually regress."
"Senior sister, don't talk nonsense, how could I be passionate about him." Xiang Feifei said angrily.
The red-haired woman's expression suddenly turned cold, and she said in a cold tone: "There is no best. If there is, stop the thought as soon as possible. Senior Sister is a lesson learned from the past. You have very good qualifications. Master and she value you very much. You are a thousand Don’t make the same mistake as Senior Sister!”
"Okay, I know." Xiang Feifei nodded.
After separating from Xiang Feifei, Song Yan subconsciously walked towards the coffee shop. When he saw the closed store, he realized that Su Meier had closed the coffee shop.
"Why."
He sighed softly, turned around and walked towards the dormitory.
Once again, when I walked into that alley, I subconsciously looked inside and bumped into a pair of cold eyes.
Song Yan was stunned and asked, "Why did you come here again?"
"Waiting for you." The man said in a stiff tone.
"What are you waiting for me to do?" Song Yan asked again.
Suddenly, the other party's expression suddenly changed, and he said anxiously: "Go quickly, I will come back to you later."
As soon as the words fell, the other party quickly ran into the alley, climbed over the wall and left.
Song Yan frowned slightly, paused for a moment, and then continued walking towards the dormitory. Less than ten meters away, a tall white man walked towards him.
Just as the two passed each other, the white man's nose suddenly twitched.
Without any warning, the white man raised his hand and turned it into a knife, slashing at the back of Song Yan's neck as fast as lightning. (To be continued)