It's really thanks to the video recorded by Zhou Zirui last time, and now Song Wenning has become the emoji in their rice ball group.

The dignified president has also become a rice ball emoji, which is also weird and funny.

The culprit, don't think about it, you know which Zhou Zirui it is.

Although it has not been uploaded to the Internet, every time you click on the rice ball group, you can see the video of him dancing, which is basically posted by Song Wenmo.

Song Wenmo posted that emoji, that is, to tell people that she was bored and she entered.

Everyone is not an idler, where do you have so much time to pay attention to Song Wenmo.

Helpless, Song Wenmo had no choice but to go to work.

As soon as Song Wenmo arrived at the company, the originally lively atmosphere suddenly quieted down.

Qiu Ping was still in his original post, only Su Tong stood up and walked to Song Wenmo's seat, "Why are you not resting at home, why are you running here?"

"It's boring at home, and I'm holding back my internal injuries. Song Wenmo pouted and rubbed his little hands.

How else can she be bored?

I don't know who it was, so I sent Shang Yunze out, saying that I would take more photos of Song Wenning and come back to make a special emoji.

Not long after Song Wenmo sat at his post, Lin Zhaoxiong rushed over.

"Gao Yue, go out with me for a while. "Lin Zhaoxiong's mobile phone was holding a document that said, what, investigation book?

He walked past Song Wenmo, and it didn't take long for him to turn around and walk in front of Song Wenmo.

He put away the documents in his hand, "Xiao Song, why are you here so early?"

"Aren't I bored?" Song Wenmo scratched his head.

"Then how do you feel now?" Lin Zhaoxiong asked Song Wenmo with concern, after all, she had just been discharged from the hospital.

Song Wenmo replied so-so, "It's okay." ”

"You better go home and have a good rest, don't worry that I'm here, I won't let the person inside fire yours, and the one over there!"

Qiu Ping, in fact, didn't sit on anything, she just beat Song Wenmo, Song Wenmo fainted because of difficulty breathing.

"That, Lao Lin ......"

Before Song Wenmo finished speaking, Lin Zhaoxiong was ready to send Song Wenmo out.

Song Wenmo was sent out by Lin Zhaoxiong, and Su Tong also came out, just as she needed to chase a report.

Song Wenmo put his hands on Su Tong's arms, pouted and blinked, and tried his best to figure it out.

"Tongtong, take me with you!"

Su Tong had no choice but to take Song Wenmo with him.

This is a matter of their entertainment sector, with Song Wenmo, there should be nothing to do.

This time, Su Tong is going to interview a rookie who is still in college.

This time, it took a long time to make an appointment, and Song Wenmo was also lucky, so she could also come and see the little fresh meat from domestic universities.

In front of Polytechnic University –

"Follow me. Su Tong turned to Song Wenmo and said.

It's a big one in college, and if you're not careful, you'll be confused, so it's better to let Song Wenmo follow closely.

It's already three o'clock in the afternoon, and the sun is still a little poisonous.

There was a bench under the shade of the tree over there, Su Tong decided to settle Song Wenmo under the tree first, with such a big sun, it was really a little inappropriate for her to run around with her.

Song Wenmo had no choice but to obediently listen to Su Tong's words and sit under the shade of the tree.

Su Tong picked up her mobile phone and made a call, and she talked for a long time.

The sunlight shone through the leaves and hit Song Wenmo's face, which was very gentle.

Song Wenmo closed his eyes and breathed in the air under the tree, and suddenly felt as if he was empty.

Su Tong patted Song Wenmo's shoulder, and she slowly opened her eyes.

"Let's go, let's go to an empty classroom for an interview. ”

Song Wenmo picked up the bag and trotted to keep up with Su Tong's pace.

"Let one go, let one go. ”

A boy's voice could be heard in the distance.

Song Wenmo looked back and saw that the boy had knocked her to the ground.

He came here on a skateboard, but it looks like something was wrong with his scooter.

Song Wenmo's hand was broken, and the boy also fell hard.

Su Tong immediately put the things in her hand on the ground, helped Song Wenmo up, she looked at Song Wenmo's palm, shed a lot of blood, and blamed herself: "It's all my fault, I hurt you again." ”

"It's fine, it's all minor injuries. ”

The boy got up, walked to Song Wenmo's side, squatted down, looked at the wound on Song Wenmo's hand, and said, "I'm sorry, I'll take you to the infirmary." ”

"Okay. She turned her head to look at Su Tong, "Tong Tong, you go for an interview first." ”

Su Tong kept staring at the boy in front of him, as if he had known him for a long time.

Song Wenmo poked Su Tong's little belly with her hand, and she came back to her senses.

"Huh? Su Tong seemed to be a little out of shape.

Su Tong helped Song Wenmo up, turned around and left.

With each step, he looked back and said, "I'll pick you up at the infirmary in a moment." ”

"Good. Song Wenmo waved goodbye to Su Tong.

The boy's hand was also broken, and there was a big hole in the knee of his pants.

Song Wenmo looked at the boy in front of him, he looked quite white.

However, how do you look like you've seen it somewhere?

"I think you're a little more hurt than I am. ”

Song Wenmo was only injured in his hand, and there was nothing else to do, to be precise, no additional wounds had been found for the time being.

The boy looked at Song Wenmo embarrassedly and said, "I'm all a small injury, you wait for me." ”

The boy turned around and picked up the scooter on the ground, which he put in his carry-on bag.

It may be that the wound on the knee is a little painful, so the boy walks with a limp.

After installing it, he took Song Wenmo to the school's infirmary.

The school doctor first treated Song Wenmo's hands with stains, then disinfected the wound, applied medicine, bandaged the wound, and told her not to touch the water within three days.

"Can't touch the water?"

Song Wenmo was a little lost in an instant, not long after he was discharged from the hospital, he was finally able to wash his hair and face in the past two days.

"In that case, how do you wash your face? ”

The school doctor looked at Song Wenmo very seriously, and repeatedly emphasized that he must not touch the water, if he touches the water, his hands will rot.

Song Wenmo's expression was solemn.

The boy watched the school doctor scare Song Wenmo, laughed, and comforted Song Wenmo: "Don't listen to the school doctor's sister's nonsense, she just scares and scares you." ”

"Girls are different from boys like you, girls' hands are girls' second faces, what do you know about thick skin?"

After the school doctor bandaged Song Wenmo's wound, he went to clean the boy's wound.

Listening to the tone of the school doctor, they seemed to know each other very well.

"That beautiful school doctor sister, you are also kind to my hand, it will also be my second face in the future. ”

The boy smiled at the school doctor, and it seemed that it was very sunny and healing.

"Okay, but you can't skateboard in school anymore, you see if you're going to hit someone today. ”

After the school doctor finished speaking, he glanced at Song Wenmo, who was sitting on the side.

Song Wenmo looked at the school doctor awkwardly and smiled.

"Alright, alright, I'll pay attention to it later. ”

Both of them had serious injuries on their hands, and Song Wenmo had no wounds elsewhere, and the school doctor had carefully examined them.

The boy only scratched the skin on his leg, and the school doctor brought him band-aids and alcohol for him to clean up by himself, and there were a few infusion classmates in the back, and she had to go over and take a look.

There was a hole in his pants, although he was not wearing leggings, but Song Wenmo was here, and he was embarrassed to take off his pants and apply medicine directly.

So he glanced around and aimed at the scissors that the school doctor had used to cut gauze just now.

He jumped out of bed, hopped on one leg, and went to the table in front of him to get the little scissors.

"Actually, you can call me, and I'll get it for you. ”

Whenever the boy was, he always smiled and said, "I can do this kind of little thing myself." ”

He took the scissors and sat back on the hospital bed, he lifted his injured leg onto the hospital bed, picked up the scissors, and reduced the small hole in his pants into a big hole.

It's a pity to cut such good-looking pants.

Song Wenmo walked up to the boy and said, "I'll help you, although both of us are injured in our hands, I can still help you." ”

Although the boy felt a little embarrassed, it was true that he was not very convenient now.

He unscrewed the alcohol and handed it to Song Wenmo, who was holding an alcohol bottle in one hand and a cotton swab in the other.

His pants are now ripped pants, which is much easier to detoxify.

Song Wenmo helped him put on a band-aid.

The two of them chatted for a long time in the infirmary, this boy's name is Gu Beibei.

He is an environmental engineering student in his senior year at a polytechnic school, and he recently signed up for a skateboarding competition, but fell so hard that he probably had to retire.

Anyway, it's just a hobby.

Gu Beibei accompanied Song Wenmo in the infirmary and waited for Su Tong to pick her up, in order to alleviate the embarrassing atmosphere, Gu Beibei told Song Wenmo a lot of jokes.

Song Wenmo was almost out of breath when he laughed at Gu Beibei's jokes, and asked: "You are so good-looking, you have such a good personality, and you can tell jokes, there should be many girls in the school who like you." ”

"That sister, you love to laugh so much, there should be a lot of boys who like you, and besides, you must have a boyfriend. ”

Song Wenmo was speechless for a while, she really didn't know this, she didn't know, there were any boys who liked him, anyway, when she was in college, she mixed up well, but no one confessed to her.

Song Wenmo stroked his hair, knocked lightly, and said, "This, it's not my brother, it's a question you should ask." ”

"Oh well. ”

"Ahem—"

Su Tong came back after the interview, and seeing that they were chatting so energetically, he really wanted to join. "What are you talking about?"

Song Wenmo: "Guess. ”

"I don't guess. Su Tong rejected Song Wenmo rhetorically, because as long as she said the next sentence, "Do you say I guess?" would enter a dead loop, and it was better to refuse directly.

Gu Beibei stretched out his wrapped round hand and greeted Su Tong.

"Hello, my name is Gu Beibei. ”

"Uh, hello. Su Tong didn't dare to reach out and shake hands with Gu Beibei, after all, his hands were still wrapped in gauze.