Song Yaoyao bent her eyes and hugged her instead.
Tang Xinrou had never had any goals before. She is not short of money, and her parents and brothers have arranged for her well in the future. Even if you stay at home after graduation and wait to die as rice worms, you can live comfortably. Therefore, she has never thought about what she will do, what she wants to do in the future—
It was Song Yaoyao who gave her a chance to discover that she liked acting so much.
Be an actor, like my aunt, in the play, experience all kinds of life.
It turns out that getting everyone's approval is such a satisfying thing!
As you can see, a small amount of kindness.
"Hey~ Tang Xinrou, congratulations!"
"In the future, I can proudly tell everyone that Tang Xinrou and I are classmates!"
"Big star, congratulations!"
Tang Xinrou, who has always been thick-skinned, blushed for the first time when everyone said that she lay on Song Yaoyao's body, not daring to raise her head for a long time.
"Student Tang, this is for you."
A gift box was gently placed on Tang Xinrou's table.
Tang Xinrou froze for a moment, looked up from Song Yaoyao's shoulder, and met a pair of clear and clean eyes with a slight smile.
As shy and soft as ever.
It's Amphiran—
She rolled her eyes, with a smile on her lips, but said in a disgusted tone: "What? It was specially given to me? Hey, newcomer, don't you like me? Let me tell you, I am People who want to be stars don't fall in love for the time being."
An Feiran blushed at what she said, and hurriedly explained, "No, it's a congratulatory gift for you, I..."
"Okay, okay, I got it."
Tang Xinrou waved her hand and went to unwrap the present, "It's not funny, An Feiran, why do you blush so easily?"
"I—" An Feiran scratched his head.
In fact, he only does this in front of people with good relationships.
Tang Xinrou opened it with anticipation, only to find that inside was a notebook with a beautiful cover and a pen made of crystal.
Tang Xinrou: "???"
She thought it would be something good, but she really overestimated An Feiran, a straight man.
"Are you going to give this?"
An Feiran was at a loss: "The notebook is very practical. When you are on the set, you can record your thoughts and experiences at any time, as well as some problems in the script. It can also be used as a memo."
Song Yaoyao held her chin and watched the interaction between Tang Xinrou and An Feiran.
Tang Xinrou: "..."
Well, she was speechless.
The notebook and the pen are both beautiful. To be honest, Tang Xinrou immediately fell in love with them, but—
How could Miss Tang say such words
She raised her chin proudly, and said with a tone of charity, "Forget it, I will reluctantly accept this gift, you can withdraw it."
An Feiran was helpless, "If you don't like it, you can return it to me, and I'll give you another one."
Tang Xinrou stared at the words, "I still have to go back to the gifts I sent out? The things in my hands are mine. Who allows you to ask for my things?"
Regarding someone's unreasonable troubles, An Feiran said that he can't fight, can't he hide
So, he turned around and left very quickly.
And Song Yaoyao saw that Tang Xinrou cherished it very much, and put the notebook and crystal pen in his bag.
She smiled, her eyes curved.
What a duplicity guy, so cute—
After class, everyone gathered around Song Yaoyao's seat to discuss what program to perform.