Chapter Seventy-Three: Wounded

After getting off the plane, the first thing Tang Cheng did was to make a phone call from An Qingyu.

A voice that had just woken up from the phone said, "Hey, Xiaotang, what's the matter?"

Tang Cheng glanced at Chu Zheng and Zhao Yanling, who were not far from him.

He calmly met An lightly and said: "Auntie, we just got off the plane, and You Jun started the competition every day, so you will talk to her later, and whoever asks her not to come out, so that she can prepare for the game with peace of mind." ”

An Qingyu listened with a puzzled face: "No, why didn't you tell her yourself, and specially asked me to convey it." ”

"Because you are her mentor, I am afraid that you will forget, so I specially remind you. ”

"Hey, come on, your aunt doesn't understand your temperament yet, you just die arrogant, and you don't want to say it yourself!" An Qingyu hit the nail on the head, and Tang Cheng was full of black lines.

"Okay, okay, I'll just say it for you, but when will you and Xiaojun come to live at Auntie's house for a few more days!"

Tang Cheng heard An Qingyu's invitation, and he also said unceremoniously: "Don't be, the last time I went to your house for one night, it was the villa that was shocked, if you stay for a few nights, I don't dare to imagine what kind of ghost you want to do, and I think You Jun may not dare to live!"

Tang Cheng's unappreciative attitude made An Qingyu very "angry": "Help you cultivate feelings, you still don't appreciate it, okay, hang up!"

Tang Cheng still repeated the matter of not forgetting to remind You Jun, but An Qingyu had already hung up the phone one step earlier, he sighed helplessly, and walked towards Zhao Yanling's location.

Zhao Yanling saw Tang Cheng and said angrily: "Tang Yeling, what do you have to do?"

Tang Cheng said calmly: "I know you haven't seen You Jun for two months, but please don't disturb her when she is preparing for the competition, tomorrow the competition will be finished, and you will have time to meet." ”

After speaking, Tang Cheng left, Zhao Yanling looked at his back, and said with a disdainful expression: "Cut, what to drag!" But she listened to Tang Cheng's words.

Chu Zheng saw the conversation between the two people throughout the whole process, but he kept his head down the whole time, as if he was thinking deeply about something.

The next day, early in the morning, Tang Cheng went to look for You Jun alone.

When he arrived downstairs in You Jun's dormitory, Tang Cheng sent a message to You Jun, but he didn't expect You Jun to say that he couldn't come down for the time being.

You Jun's words made Tang Cheng suspicious, according to usual words, if You Jun knew that he was coming, he would definitely come down immediately, so Tang Cheng directly dialed You Jun's phone.

"What are you doing?" A familiar voice came from the other end of the phone, and You Jun's nose suddenly became sour.

She held back her tears, looked at her red and swollen thighs, and said strongly, "I'm fine, I just want to practice more." ”

"You practice piano in the dormitory?" Tang Cheng asked You Jun directly.

You Jun lied: "I'm in the piano room now!"

Tang Cheng said solemnly: "Don't lie to me, you just said that you can't come down for the time being." ”

You Jun saw that her lie had been exposed, and she hung her head and said, "I'm injured." ”

"What? What are you hurting?" Tang Cheng asked a series of questions anxiously.

You Jun was very moved to hear that Tang Cheng cared so much about herself, but she still pretended to be indifferent and said, "My feet were scalded by boiling water, and there is nothing serious." ”

"Where is your dorm?"