"Go to school, got the textbooks, and met new friends. Then we went to have a meal together, oh yes, and met Shen Xun."
She told Huo Yunque everything in detail, without hiding anything.
The girl's voice is soft, and when describing, she will add her own unique little expression. When happy, the little tail in the words will be raised, appearing brisk and lively.
Very lively.
"I thought he was going abroad, but I didn't expect to meet him outside the school, and, brother, you said it was a coincidence, he was in the school next door to me... um..."
The lips were suddenly blocked.
All the remaining words were drowned out.
Between the lips and teeth, there is the strong taste of red wine.
Song Yaoyao, who is not good at drinking, even had hallucinations, thinking that the drunk person was actually herself.
Xiao Biesheng is newly married, and Song Yaoyao is already ready to be with her brother.
result-
Huo Yunque just held her and slept quietly all night.
The next day, when Song Yaoyao woke up, Huo Yunque had already left for the company.
The bed sheet beside him was still warm, which proved that Huo Yunque hadn't been away for long.
The genius is bright.
Song Yaoyao sat up hugging the quilt, the curtains were half-opened, the sea of clouds in the sky was surging, and the morning light was twilight. Dark blue and light blue merge, and then as the skylight splits the clouds, the colors suddenly become richer, like an overturned palette.
She raised her little hand.
The light passes through the fingers and flows along the plain ring on the ring finger.
The newborn sun, like a yolk, looks like a dot.
Brother seems to be unhappy.
"Ye Meichen!"
"arrive!"
"Speak up, didn't you have breakfast?!"
"arrive!!"
"Song Yaoyao!"
"arrive!"
The girl's voice was clear and loud.
In the quiet morning, it is clearly heard in the ears of everyone on the playground.
Tang Xinrou in the distance chuckled, and was warned by the instructor sadly.
"You are Song Yaoyao?"
The girl standing at the end was wearing a loose camouflage uniform with a straight back.
The whole figure is like a rising sun, exuding endless vitality and vigor.
"yes!!"
"Pfft ha ha ha ha..."
Song Yaoyao's scrupulous conversation with the instructor did not know where it hit everyone's laughter. Laughter seemed to be contagious, and soon the neat line became shaky.
"Give me peace!"
The instructor lowered his face and shouted violently, "Hey, what does it look like? So funny?"
Song Yaoyao was also at a loss, not understanding what was so funny.
Due to the majesty of the instructor, everyone dared not laugh for a moment.
Everyone was so cowardly that they didn't dare to vent their anger.
The atmosphere on their side is far less relaxed than that of the acting department. They sang and danced, introduced themselves, and even rapped impromptu.
As for the director department, it's much more ordinary in comparison.
Now everyone is still unknown, and the only one who is well-known is Song Yaoyao.
Not daring to speak uprightly, everyone looked at the instructor in silence...
The instructor suddenly said: "I am your fan, please sign me later."
Song Yaoyao: "???"
What's the matter with these people
She came to school, I didn't know, I thought she was having a book signing.
Everywhere you go, people ask for autographs, what the hell
"Pfft..."
"Pfft ha ha ha ha..."
"What the hell!! Instructor, you are so bad! You scared me to death!!"
"Oh~~"
Everyone laughed and applauded jokingly.
The instructor touched his nose, "Low-key, all low-key."