Because of Wang Qianqian's arrival, Song Ye had to suspend his evening training, because the group of teenagers in front of him were obviously experiencing a surge of adrenaline and were in a state of excitement and agitation, which had not stopped since they got on the table.
He was either pouring water or picking up vegetables, and like the stars over the moon, he could barely hold Wang Qianqian in the palm of his hand.
"Haha, Song Ye, your friends are so different from you, so... enthusiastic." Wang Qianqian looked at the bowl full of food and felt dumbfounded. It was obvious that Song Ye was so much prettier than herself, and the teenagers were too That's an exaggeration.
In fact, we can't blame them. No matter how good-looking Song Ye is, she is still their boss. The teenagers respect and admire her in their hearts, so the relationship between men and women naturally fades away. Wang Qianqian is the first girl in this group. She wears a dress, has long hair shawl, is gentle and lovely, and conforms to the fantasies of all teenagers.
Song Ye turned a blind eye to her embarrassment and drank tea and dinner calmly. At the end, he said meaningfully, "Miss Wang might as well stay for two more days and let them take you for a walk." She felt that teenagers should be allowed to have more contact with the opposite sex. , in order to eliminate impulsive hormones and stay awake.
"Haha..." Wang Qianqian pulled the corner of her mouth and smiled bitterly. She felt like she was like a sheep in a tiger's mouth. Although the young people in front of her were very innocent and had no bad intentions, she didn't want to be surrounded by such a group of people.
So the next day, Wang Qianqian hurriedly left Wang Yutang's letter and ran away.
Xu Zihang and Song Ye saw her off at the school gate. On the way back to class, Song Ye turned over the documents in his hand and asked Xu Zihang, "Wang Yutang has very good connections in Shishi. He intends to introduce his daughter to you. You don’t seem very interested.”
Maybe even Wang Qianqian didn't know about this, but Song Ye was familiar with Wang Yutang's businessman nature. He knew that she didn't like this kind of heat, but he still let Wang Qianqian come over. The only purpose was Xu Zihang.
Catching up with Xu Zihang is equivalent to having a relationship with Xu Fangsheng. Wang Yutang made a good calculation.
Song Ye didn't object to this kind of interaction mixed with interests. As long as the two of them liked each other, it wasn't a bad thing. But now it seemed that Xu Zihang didn't have much thought.
Being mentioned in person, Xu Zihang, who originally wanted to whitewash the situation, couldn't avoid it. He looked at the girl next to him who was looking down at the information and sighed deeply, "I found that you are very sensitive to other people's affairs. "
"Huh?" Song Ye didn't squint his eyes and made a faint questioning voice. So, what is he trying to express
Xu Zihang lowered his eyes and took a deep look at her. Remembering the promise he made that day in Tianxin Pavilion, the struggle in his eyes was suppressed again. He wiped his face and returned to his usual cold look, "Compared with worrying about me, I I'm even more worried that you won't be able to find a partner, and the brothers won't treat you as a girl." Wang Qianqian's beauty made the brothers excited for a long time.
Hearing this, Song Ye finally closed the folder and paused. When Xu Zihang realized that he had said the wrong thing, he said lightly, "I will regard this sentence as an affirmation of my disguise." Her identity doesn't mean much to her. She doesn't need to dress up like other girls. She can change into various identities as long as the occasion requires it. This is the most advantageous condition for her.
This sentence left Xu Zihang speechless, and in the end he had no choice but to raise a white flag to express surrender.
She always looks so indifferent and indifferent, and she doesn't know who can open her heart? Xu Zihang knew that that person might not be him, but he still had time to work hard.
Because of this topic, Song Ye was so excited that she went to the canteen after class and bought a few cups of milk tonic. In her opinion, height has always been a flaw in her disguise. It is no wonder that Qin Zhan, who is 1.9 meters tall, always looks up when they meet each other. They all pressed her head.
Standing under the big tree, he drank a bottle of milk. The sweet taste made Song Ye frown in discomfort. Thinking of Qin Zhan's several text messages that day, he took out his mobile phone and sent a random message, "Also Alive? '
After a while, when she was about to put away her phone, the screen lit up again. When she clicked it on, there was only one word, 'Hmm. '
Um.
Song Ye raised his eyes and saw that this man was indeed as strong as he imagined. I'm afraid he should be cautious in his activities in Shishi City in the next few months.
She didn't ask any more unnecessary questions. Qin Zhan was a person with a keen sense of smell, and she didn't want her concern to be seen through.
After throwing away the empty milk bottle in his hand, his phone vibrated again. It was still a text message from Qin Zhan, 'Which school are you going to attend for the high school entrance examination? '
This elder-like care immediately made Song Ye feel uncomfortable, and she deeply doubted whether the other party was in dire straits again. After hesitating for a moment, she moved her fingertips slightly and replied, "Shi Yizhong." 'Anyway, the other party can easily find out this kind of thing if he wants to, so there is no need for Song Ye to hide it.
Only this time, the other party ended with a brief reply.
Um.
Song Ye stared at the screen for a long time, suddenly confused and confused. The man on the other end of the phone had deep thoughts, and sometimes she couldn't see through them. The more uncertain he became, the more he felt in his heart.
Fortunately, the two sides have not yet had a head-on conflict, and Song Ye no longer pondered the meaning of his question. She put away her mobile phone and walked back to the classroom along the runway. When passing the flag-raising platform, she saw Tang Yixiao sitting on the steps alone, with his hands in his hands. Holding his stomach, he seemed a little uncomfortable.
"What's wrong with you?" Tang Yixiao lowered his head. He was staring at the ground in a daze. Suddenly he heard a voice above his head and was startled. When he looked up, he saw Song Ye's cold face.
When the other party saw that he was silent, he actually reached out and touched his forehead, and finally handed over the milk and bread in his hand.
There was no illness or pain, but she was holding her stomach with a pale face. Song Ye had experienced this kind of experience too much in her previous life, and she didn't say any unnecessary words of pity. She sat next to Tang Yixiao and looked at the red flag flying on the flag-raising platform.
Spring has arrived, and there is a slight moisture in the air. The moist moisture seems to penetrate into people's eyes. Tang Yixiao lowered his head, gnawed on the bread in his hand, and swallowed all his tears.
After finishing eating, the school bell rang, and the two of them walked side by side to the classroom. However, before they reached the door of the classroom, the class teacher's old-fashioned and stern voice came from behind, "Song Ye, come to the principal's office."
Tang Yixiao turned his head and looked at her worriedly, hesitating to speak, "Could it be..." The mother and daughter of the Tang family.
"Help me take notes in this class." After giving this instruction, Song Ye turned around and left.
Tang Yixiao bit his lip and watched her go away. He knew that Song Ye had no habit of taking notes at all, and she just didn't want to get involved.