This year's Chinese New Year is in February, and now at this time, the third year of high school has not officially closed.

Zhong Shiwan pulled Song Fei to the vicinity of the teaching building, and happened to see the students sleeping on their stomachs in the classroom, and couldn't help but look at it curiously.

Song Fei caught it and couldn't help teasing: "Want to go back to class?"

He replied frankly: "I haven't learned like this." ”

Song Fei instantly thought of Zhong Shidu's identity as an "illegitimate child", and was stunned for a moment, and waited for someone to take a few steps forward before hurriedly catching up.

Zhong Shidui seemed to be very interested: "You used to be like this?"

Song Fei really has the right to speak on this issue: "I can compare them to their spirit." She recalled that year, with a smile on her face, "At that time, my grades were in the top 100 in my grade, and in addition to studying, I had to be busy with the student union, and I had to go to extracurricular classes on weekends, so I was very busy every day." ”

"Sounds definite. Zhong Shidui nodded, "What happened later?"

Later, she continued to recall, but her mind suddenly became difficult, and the image became more and more blurry as she went back, until it finally stopped the day before her eighteenth birthday.

Zhong Shidui saw Song Fei stunned and asked, "Scarlet?"

After shouting a few times in a row, she looked at him sluggishly, but shook her head in a trance: "I can't remember." ”

Before this, Song Fei never cared too much about what he remembered. She only thought that she was eighteen years old when she woke up, and then everything would be taken care of by her family, and when she needed to face the disappeared memories, Ren Yulan and others appeared to help, no matter how bad it was, and Zhong Shidu, the biggest behind-the-scenes backer.

She really didn't think carefully about why she had lost fourteen years of memory, and why the final deadline happened to be the day before she turned eighteen.

This disorganized thinking made Song Fei gradually confused. She subconsciously stopped, her brows tightened, and her eyes swept around randomly, but the more familiar the place, the more unreal it was to see flowers through the fog.

And gradually, there was another voice in her heart that was soothing her heart-

Isn't that what you chose to come here for?

In fact, because of those group photos, Song Feizhen is ready to start from her high school to see if she can deduce many traces of her future abroad through her school life before going abroad.

But what she never expected was that although she successfully used Ji Shen, Ji Shen turned her head and told Zhong Shidu, so that now she has a "drag oil bottle" by her side, and she has to look forward and backward wherever she goes.

Thinking like this, Song Fei couldn't help but look at Zhong Shiwan with some grievances, but was misunderstood by the other party: "If you can't think of it, don't force yourself." He said, "Didn't that little girl just say that you were on the school bulletin board, so I guess you should have been very good all the time at that time." ”

was praised by Zhong Shidu, and Song Fei was not very easy to correct, so he asked with a smile: "Let's go around other places?"

"Good. He nodded.

The two were about to turn around, when a crisp bell suddenly rang over the campus, and the teaching building was suddenly bustling, and students came out in groups to wake up their minds.

Song Fei also looked over, but found a familiar figure, she walked a few steps in that direction uncertainly, and it happened that the person also turned around, looked down at each other, and was stunned for a long time, but Song Fei herself suddenly laughed.

In the three years of high school, Song Fei's reputation in the school was quite large, and part of it was all saved by the work of the student union.

She has been a backbone member of the student union since high school, not only familiar with student affairs, but also a well-appointed C host at large and small galas that need to be present.

At that time, the school's evening host would generally send four students to appear, in addition to Song Fei's perennial occupancy, there was also a senior sister who was one year higher than her, named Zhang Qinan.

It's the woman in front of me who is dressed like a teacher.

Zhang Qinan's father is the leader of the education system in Lingzhou, and she returned to her alma mater after graduating from university.

Song Fei remembered that in high school, Zhang Qinan was a vigorous and resolute person, acting neatly and neatly, and he was also very good at speaking, but he didn't expect that he would now be willing to become a gardener who teaches and educates people.

It's not that this profession is not good, but with Zhang Qinan, who was brilliant back then, I always feel a little weird.

And now, when Zhang Qinan faced her, his expression was also a little unfamiliar, and he said for a long time: "Song Fei, will you be okay later, go sit down?"

There was a lot to say when the old friends met, Zhang Qinan happened to have no class in the afternoon, so he asked for leave and took Song Fei to the café that the school had just opened.

Zhong Shidui couldn't get between the two, so he gave up the space, and he found another position not far away to sit down, and by the way, he took care of Song Fei's bill.

"Thank you so much. Zhang Qinan smiled politely, "When I heard the news of your marriage, I didn't dare to believe it, but now I think it's good for you to marry him." ”

Listening to this, has she not had any contact with Zhang Qinan all these years?

Song Fei thought about it and apologized: "Actually, I've always wanted to come to see you." ”

Sure enough, after the words were behind, Zhang Qinan was silent for a while: "Don't say it, it's all over." ”

She blinked, and continued to dig the pit following the question in her heart: "But, why didn't you come to me?"

Zhang Qinan shook his head: "I know your concerns...... Your husband, it's not like we've never seen each other abroad before, so look at how close you ......"

The other party sighed and didn't say anything, but Song Fei keenly grasped the key information.

Abroad?

I really didn't expect that a few hours ago I was still struggling with how to find a breakthrough, but now there is information automatically delivered to the door.

Song Fei was secretly surprised in her heart, but her face was still calm, and she even proposed to add a contact information, but Zhang Qinan subconsciously looked at Zhong Shidui and seemed to be worried.

She hurriedly knocked on the table, justifiably: "Now, he listens to me." ”

Zhang Qinan was even more surprised, and when he saw Song Fei beckoning Zhong Shidui to come over, he finally had some letters, and when he looked at Song Fei again, he sighed a little more: "It's good, it's good." ”

It's a lot more real than before.

Zhong Shiwan naturally didn't fail to see the change in Zhang Qinan's attitude, and when he left, he asked, "What are you talking about?"

Song Fei picked and picked up, and gave a very clever answer: "You don't understand the topic of female compatriots." ”

"Then tell me, why does she look like she's going to cry?"

Song Fei propped up his chin: "Maybe you think you're better than before?"

Zhong Shi was stunned: "Before?"

Song Fei realized that he had lost his words, and hurriedly made up for it: "I've seen you in the newspaper...... Did you already know her?"

Unexpectedly, the other party shook his head: "I don't know." ”

Don't recognize?

Song Fei almost exclaimed, but she quickly stabilized her emotions, and half-jokingly: "Her father works in the Education Bureau, it seems that the level is quite high, haven't you seen it?"

Zhong Shidui smiled: "Shiguang has not yet set foot in the field of education, if there is a demand in the future, can you please take a lead at that time?"

"What's in it for me?"

"Well, I really haven't thought about it. He chuckled under his breath, "Otherwise, fulfill one of your wishes?"

"Only one?" she disdained, "President of the dignified city, so stingy with me, a little shrimp?"

"And how much do you want?"

Song Fei paused, and simply jumped in front of Zhong Shidu, half to continue to cover up his weakness, and half to make a real request: "Mr. Zhong, you have to be more sincere about the labor force." ”

She stretched out her hand leaning on the gourd, and her whole eyebrows danced, but a shadow flashed on Zhong Shidu's face. But he quickly returned to normal, looking at Song Fei intently, as if he could find something deeper than what she could explore from the corners of her raised eyes and eyebrows.

"So I'm not sincere enough?" he asked in a low voice, just as the bell rang again.

Song Fei didn't hear clearly: "What did you say?"

They looked at each other, and soon, a number of students were running from the neighborhood, about to go to physical education class, laughing and playing all the way, inadvertently diluting their respective concerns.

Song Fei signaled: "Don't get in the way, hurry up." ”

She turned around as she spoke, but her shoulders were tightly hugged. The whistle that was blowing nearby to watch the show was blowing, and she subconsciously slapped the back of the person's hand, but the other party didn't want to let go at all.

"Scarlet, don't you want to be more sincere?" Zhong Shidui turned her head, her voice was impartial, shaking her weak thoughts, "Such sincerity, no matter how much I am willing." ”

These words were a thunderbolt, and Song Fei didn't speak for a long time, until she followed him to the campus gate that she remembered the source of all the chaos.

Why did Zhong Shiwan say that he hadn't seen Zhang Qinan?

But soon, Song Fei didn't have much time to ponder, because JeN suddenly changed the competition system and caught her off guard.