Chapter 507: White Fang

Zhao Linlin can't stand Wei Chenglin more and more, every time she likes an idol, Wei Chenglin can reveal his true face in almost all aspects. For example, when she gushed about her idol's wonderful performance in a certain Spring Festival Gala, Wei Chenglin would pour a basin of cold water: "He sang falsetto." ”

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Wei Chenglin showed a sneer pretending to be ×, and said coolly: "And the fake singing is very amateurish, such a big stage, I don't even wear ear monitors, it can be seen that the team is very amateur." ”

…… Alas, in front of Wei Chenglin, even boasting about the strength of idols has to become cautious.

To be honest, if Wei Chenglin hadn't said it, these amateur music lovers wouldn't know what that thing was for, and Qiao Lin even simply thought it was used to pretend to be cool.

But Wei Chenglin sometimes didn't wear it, and in the face of doubts, he continued to laugh coolly: "That thing, it's not as good as my ears." However, it is better to wear it for the sake of insurance. ”

Wei Chenglin is a singer-songwriter who has not been able to unlock his dancing skills for a long time, while some idol groups that Zhao Linlin likes can dance neatly with knives and sing with a calm demeanor. Wei Chenglin said that they could open half a wheat at most, and they didn't have to blow their strength into the sky.

"Just imagine, you run 50 meters slowly, and you will be out of breath, they dance so loudly, and their voices are so steady, who are you fooling?"

Therefore, Zhao Linlin often wants to kill him. And once bluntly said that a straight man like Wei Chenglin will definitely be able to run away from his girlfriend, and he won't be able to make friends in the circle.

Jolene also advised him: "Why don't you say a few words, or coax her?"

Wei Chenglin didn't enter, and asked rhetorically: "How can music not be more serious?"

Jolene choked on, too. Don't look at Wei Chenglin, but when it comes to his own field, he is more serious than anyone else.

Wei Chenglin loves to ponder in addition to music, and is too lazy to use his brain on other things. For example, it took him several days to remember one thing - when Qiao Nan got married, Song Minrou cried and promised that she would never want to get married in her life.

An unmarried, in her best twenties, hastily engaged. By the time Wei Chenglin's mind turned around, Song Minrou had already returned to the United States.

Song Minrou has always been full of self-confidence, and her life is perfect without a trace of flaws, but Wei Chenglin knows her character. Before he could figure out how to express his concern to her, he heard bad news, that is, Sun Ruiyang fell ill again.

Wei Chenglin searched in his mind, although Sun Ruiyang had to go to the hospital every once in a while when he was a child, he rarely did this since he was thirteen years old. For more than half a year, he has been in and out of the hospital frequently, which is definitely not a good thing.

If Zhao Linlin hadn't asked him to visit with him, he wouldn't have known about these things at all. Sun Ruiyang doesn't want to show himself as a weakling, and Qiao Lin is also very strong and takes good care of her boyfriend. When he went to visit the hospital, Sun Ruiyang fell asleep on a drip, and Qiao Lin read a book quietly by the bedside.

In order not to disturb Sun Ruiyang's rest, a few of them went to the corridor to chat for a while. Zhao Linlin was obviously frightened: "What's wrong with Sun Ruiyang? That is, after a Spring Festival, why did he lose so much weight?"

"Aren't you forced by the paper?" Qiao Lin bit her lip and said, "There are still unscrupulous professors!"

Professor Guan is one of the reviewers of Sun Ruiyang's paper, and she has never signed and sealed the review opinions. If she doesn't sign it, Sun Ruiyang can't submit it. He had already expected that this process might not be good, so he made up his mind early on that even if he was stalking, he would get Director Guan's signature. The other teachers knew about the festival between the two, and it was not easy to get ahead. Sun Ruiyang understands the stakes, and his current professor can accept him, and he has already mustered up great courage, almost standing on the opposite side of Director Guan.

Therefore, some teachers play the ball very smoothly, and some teachers do have hardships, these Sun Ruiyang understands, and is ready to fight alone. From the very beginning, he tactfully sent Director Guan a WeChat message, putting his posture very low, and asking her if she still had any comments on her paper.

Director Guan didn't reply, Sun Ruiyang was angry, but he still calmly sent a WeChat message, asking her when she had time, hoping to meet with her.

The news sent that time is still in the sea. Through the screen, Sun Ruiyang seemed to be able to see Director Guan's expression - sneered, turned off the screen, and then cocked Erlang's legs, his eyes full of arrogance and disdain. As if to say, heh, just like you, you still want to fight with me!

Sun Ruiyang, a weak scholar, let out a breath of cold air in the ice and snow, and silently thought in his heart - Lao Tzu wants to fight with you to the end!

On the third day, he went straight to the phone, and as long as the other party didn't hang up, he kept calling. He knew that Ms. Guan's prestige had not been played enough, and he would not answer his phone so easily. He also had a way, and after making a few unanswered phone calls, he sent a text message: "Director Guan, I haven't been able to contact you for several days, I don't know if something happened?" I'm worried, if I can't get in touch again, I want to call the police." ”

Sure enough, less than five minutes after this message was sent, Director Guan replied to him: "What's the matter with you?"

He sent so many messages, and she still asked like this, probably either blind or stupid. But he can't get angry, because once he gets angry, he loses.

He sent the content he had already posted again, and Director Guan's tone was still unhurried: "I've been out on a business trip for the past few days, and I'll talk about it when I go back to school tomorrow." ”

finally got a response, and Sun Ruiyang breathed a sigh of relief. Life is not easy, and when it is time to bow your head, bow your head. Although it was very unpleasant, he still sent a message politely: "Thank you, it's almost the New Year, and I want you to come to the school for a run." ”

Things have developed so far, and people can still see hope. But simple people tend to underestimate the degree of shamelessness of some people.

The next day, Sun Ruiyang came to Director Guan's office at the agreed time, and in order to bow his head to her for the time being, he also brought a bottle of perfume, which was originally intended to be given to his mother. Director Guan hadn't arrived yet, and the doors were locked. He looked at the time, it was still early, so it would be better to wait for her a little longer.

As a result, half an hour passed. The school is on vacation, and the temperature in the corridor is almost the same as outside, and it is so cold that people shiver. Sun Ruiyang's fingers froze, and he sent her a message, asking her where she was and when she would come.

After about ten minutes, she replied, "I'm in a meeting, and I'll be over when it's over." ”

Sun Ruiyang pinched his mobile phone, about to crush it.

He still remembers that it was the twenty-seventh day of the lunar month, and in that cold weather that dripping with ice, he stood humbly at the door of Ms. Guan's office, watching the sun turn west, and finally disappear in front of him.

He thought about walking away or scolding, but he put up with it. He kept telling himself that if he couldn't bear it, he would make a big plan, as long as he got her signature, she would be comfortable in the future.

It was almost the most humiliating afternoon of his life. But after making up his mind, he became stronger. Despite shivering from the cold, he took out a book and paced it back and forth in the hallway, calmly reading it.

Hearing Qiao Lin say this, Wei Chenglin had already jumped up: "That old witch is so cheap? If I meet this kind of person, I will scold her and run away! If she dares to fight back, I will blow her dog's head." ”

Zhao Linlin gave him a blank look: "If it really spreads on you, I'm afraid you will be faster than anyone else." Think about it, Sun Ruiyang has been reading for eight years, and he is just short of the last point, if he is impulsive, then these eight years will be in vain!"

The more Zhao Linlin spoke, the more angry she became: "Don't talk about Sun Ruiyang, even when we encounter those difficult customers, don't we have to laugh like our grandson? At most, I have only worked hard for a few months, but Sun Ruiyang has been eight years! How many eight years of life are there? This is still the most precious period of his life!"

Wei Chenglin was still indignant: "Then I can't swallow this breath, why is that old woman so insulting? If I meet her one day, I will definitely beat her up!"

"You probably forgot that you were in an Internet café that year and you were almost broken by someone. Jolene said wearily, "The person who clashed with you seems to be the nephew of the old witch." ”

Wei Chenglin blinked, his face full of incredulity. The world is so small, and the road is ...... It's also really narrow. Anyway, after hearing about this relationship, Wei Chenglin wanted to beat her even more.

Director Guan was two hours late that day, probably because she estimated that Sun Ruiyang's sharpness had been almost frustrated, and she appeared in Sun Ruiyang's field of vision with a brisk pace.

Sun Ruiyang, who she was expecting, might glare at her angrily and want to eat her, or he might be cooled down all his skills and frozen to the point of wilting. Everything is good, as long as he loses that calmness, then her purpose will be achieved.

But she obviously didn't expect that in the dim light, Sun Ruiyang was carrying a schoolbag, his back was straight, and he was looking at the book attentively.

I'm afraid this sick seedling is really difficult to deal with.

Ms. Guan hurriedly adjusted her expression, and her pace also stepped up a little: "Ouch, I'm really busy, I forgot about this afternoon's meeting, and I made you wait for so long......"

"It's fine. ”

It was still that decent smile, as if he had waited not two hours, but two minutes, and he was not angry at all.

Ms. Guan was stunned, and said with a smile on her face: "Why don't you find a classroom and wait? It's cold outside, and you have to stand for so long......

"It doesn't matter, it's colder and it's easier to concentrate. ”

Although his hands and feet were already cold and unconscious, and his legs were constantly trembling, Sun Ruiyang controlled it very well, as if he was strong and strong, and he had no pressure at all when he stood for two hours in the cold.

Director Guan finally couldn't help but sneer: "That...... What kind of books are you reading?"

"White Fang", a book recommended by an older brother who was in the army. ”

"Oh, yes? It's the first time I've heard of this book, is it interesting?"

"My brother only said it was beautiful, so I borrowed it and took a look. Sun Ruiyang flipped through the pages of the book and said, "I just saw a plot where this little wolf was sold to a murderous owner, and under violence and abuse, it became even more cruel than before. ”

Ms. Guan was visibly stunned again.

Sun Ruiyang closed the book and said with a smile: "My brother said, this is a story about the spirit of humanitarianism, I think, probably in the future, I will meet a gentle master, and gradually influence it!"