I saw Zhao Jianmin's eyes blink, and half a day later, as if he suddenly woke up from a dream, he said to her.

"Journal? I didn't even see your diary. ”

"How is this possible, my diary, it was obviously in the outside pocket of the schoolbag that day, I wondered if it was when you saved me, I pulled it down. If you didn't pick it up, who would it be?" Yan Songsong muttered to himself, and the expression on his face was also very annoyed.

"Classmate Yan Songsong, I, Zhao Jianmin, vouch for my personality, have never taken your diary. If I know anything about your diary, I'll let you know as soon as I know about it. ”

looked at Zhao Jianmin's expression, as if he was not lying. Yan Songsong knew that Zhao Jianmin had a habit that if he lied, his ears would move from time to time. She looked at his ears and didn't move, and her eyes were very sincere.

"That's all there is to it. Yan Songsong said with a little regret, and then separated from Zhao Jianmin, preparing to go to the hospital to find his mother.

When she walked to the school radio station, Yan Songsong's expression hesitated, and seeing that there was no one there, she slipped in.

When she came out of the radio station, she was glad that no one saw her, and she took the recording of Li Mei admitting that she had framed her in the grass of her memory into the audio cassette of the music that was about to play at the radio station.

As long as they turn on the tape recorder and change the music, their conversation will be heard word by word by the whole school.

Of course, the recording has been edited by Yan Songsong, and the memory grass is very functional, and it is not difficult to edit a piece of sound at all, and there is also a voice change function.

The diary is still missing, and once the recording is exposed, the rumors that she wrote a love letter to the Chinese teacher will be self-defeating. Now that she has obtained the assessment quota of the art troupe, she can become an official literary and art soldier if she finds a way to pass the assessment.

It's not that Yan Songsong doesn't want to find another way out, but what she is best at now is dancing. If she performs well in the army, she will still have the opportunity to go out to perform, and the money she earns will be much higher than her salary as a primary school teacher in her previous life.

In fact, Yan Songsong forgot that she has the capital to make money. She has a universal fairy grass system on her. As long as she completes the tasks released by the system on time, she can be a goddess doctor every minute. At present, Yan Songsong has not realized the real meaning of the system to her.

"Hello, please take me to ......" Seeing that there was only a yellow croaker cart left at the school gate, Yan Songsong got into the car and reported the address of the hospital to the man.

The coachman wore a straw hat with a low brim, and his face was not visible at all.

After listening to Yan Songsong's instructions, he just nodded slightly and didn't make a sound. Pulled up the yellow croaker cart and ran quickly on the road.

This speed?

Yan Songsong felt that he would not sit in a yellow fish car, but a big run.

Just when Yan Songsong was shaken drowsy in the car, she suddenly lifted her eyelids and felt that something was wrong.

This is not a route to the hospital.

So she hurriedly screamed. "Hey, park, park, master, you're on the wrong track!"

Yan Songsong found that she didn't know the road here at all, whether this person would pull people or not. Thanks to her praise for his speed and smoothness.

However, the yellow croaker car master did not stop, and continued to run forward with his head down. Seeing such a situation, the first thought that popped up in Yan Songsong's mind was that he wanted to rob money, or rob Se.

Yan Songsong's brain turned fast, her eyes were staring at the side of the road, her hand was tightly grasping the yellow fish car, seeing the right time, and when she was about to jump out of the car and escape, the car turned a corner, "squeaked", and stopped suddenly.

"Miss, please get out of the car! The man's voice was still unwavering, and after running so many miles, his face was not red and he was not panting.

Yan Songsong was half incredulous, raised his head, and his eyes were immediately attracted by a straight figure.

Maybe the sun was too dazzling, or maybe the man's side face was really good-looking, Yan Songsong looked at the man's side face, and was stunned for a while, not moving.

A quiet and quaint alley with almost no end in sight lies in front of Yan Songsong. On both sides are antique buildings left over from antiquity, and those walls are not new, with traces of time. The blue bricks and black tiles, the white powder walls, and the cornices of the buildings give people a strong classical style.

Walking here is like traveling from modern times to ancient times.

Next to her, there was a very old tea shop, perhaps close to noon at this time, the business of the tea shop was light, only a man sat with his back to them, drinking tea very leisurely.

The faint fragrance of tea, with the wind, rushed towards him, and Yan Songsong twitched his nose slightly. Very good smell, if she guessed correctly, it should be a good Longjing, or before Gu Yu.

The front of the store is not large, and there is a flag hanging in front of the store, on which is written a big, traditional Chinese tea character. The tall man also seemed to be integrated into this ancient painting.

Well, this back is a little familiar.

Yan Songsong squinted, thinking in his mind who this person is?

But why should I go?

The figure seemed to be a roundworm in her stomach, and she happened to turn around, and a low and beautiful voice came at the right time, "I asked him to bring you over, come over for a cup of tea." ”

It turned out to be Leng Zhuo.

Men have such a nice bass and midrange, it's a waste not to be a broadcaster.

Would he be so kind and let people pull her here from afar, just to invite himself to tea?

It shouldn't be that simple.

Seeing Leng Zhuo looking at himself for a long time, Yan Songsong suddenly felt that the whole person was not good.

Because Leng Zhuo looked at her with a thorn in his eyes, with a look of scrutiny, that kind of look, as if she was a fish lying on his chopping board, no matter how she tossed, she couldn't escape from the palm of her hand.

Looking up again, he saw that he had a smooth, red-cut face and arms, and Yan Songsong scolded him even more in his heart.

The two of them were obviously sleeping in the mountains and forests last night, why did she have a bag that was bitten by mosquitoes, and he really didn't have a bag on his body.

Unless his skin is thicker, made of cowhide.

Yan Songsong thought so in his heart. It must be so, but it should be considered a good-looking cow.

Seeing that Yan Songsong's eyes were a little glowing when he looked at him, he kept looking at his face, arms and body, and kept looking at him with his eyes.

Leng Zhuo suddenly had a bad premonition in his heart.

His face sank, and he nodded with his hand next to him.

Yan Songsong did not sit next to him, but sat opposite the farthest away from him.

"Hee-hee, I prefer this location, it has good lighting. When Yan Songsong smiled, he showed his cute little tiger teeth, and there was a small dimple on one cheek.

Leng Zhuo looked at the sweet smile of the girl opposite, and suddenly felt that she didn't seem to hate it as much as she imagined.