Song Kangning quickly "looked" at the dormitory where Chu Xiangrong was.

Because he knew that the student dormitories of the Department of Journalism were together, Song Kangning searched in this area.

Finally, the target was locked on a dormitory, because someone in this dormitory was saying: "Dongfang, has the propaganda officer of your Youth League Committee been decided?"

On the top bunk on the east side of the window, a voice came from the mosquito net: "It's set." ”

Song Kangning naturally wanted to get to know this girl named Dongfang Qingque.

The spiritual power penetrated the mosquito net, and Song Kangning "saw" a long-haired girl lying on her side, her eyes closed as if she was resting.

But the sliding eyeballs clearly showed that she was thinking about the problem, and she was a little restless!

Song Kangning was not in a hurry, found the suspicious target, and then waited for her to show her feet.

If she doesn't act, then it's better to induce her to act!

There weren't many classes in the afternoon, just two.

After class, Song Kangning stepped on the bell and left the classroom with his schoolbag.

Song Kangning decided to stare at Dongfang Qingque twenty-four hours a day, so since he found her, he attached a wisp of spiritual power to her body.

Song Kangning, who walked out of the school gate, almost didn't bump into a person who suddenly appeared.

Surprised, he looked up but became happy: "Uncle Tong, why are you here?"

Young Master Tong said with a smile: "Let's go, let's go to the car and talk." ”

Song Kangning followed him forward: "Uncle Tong, one of your cousins has come to Longcheng, she may have gone to Southeast Province to see you, don't you two miss it?"

Young Master Tong reassured: "She contacted me by phone yesterday, and I asked her to go over first, just to help me follow up on a project." ”

"I heard from my subordinates, you called me before, and now you know that you won't make a mistake, right?"

Song Kangning waved his hand: "There is no mistake." ”

"At that time, I wanted you to help me check the experience of the Zhou family's six young people in Italy, but now I don't need to. ”

Before the words fell, Ji Xingxing's voice sounded in his head: "Wufu, I'll pick you up, I'll be there soon." ”

Song Kangning raised his eyes and saw the familiar off-road vehicle coming from a distance.

"Uncle Tong, wait a minute. ”

After speaking, he walked over and looked through the half-open car window: "Brother Ming, Uncle Tong is here, I have something to say in his car." ”

Ji Xingxing, who was sitting in the driver's seat, waved his hand: "Get in the car!"

Song Kangning thought that he hadn't heard what he said clearly, and was about to say it again, when he saw Young Master Tong passing by her: "Wufu, Uncle Tong is going to your house as a guest." ”

Song Kangning blinked, glanced at the young master Tong with a shocked face, and got into the car.

"What's going on?"

"Did you use your divine sense to transmit to him?"

Ji Xingxing snorted, feeling a little sour in her heart, she came to pick her up on purpose, but she was going to take someone else's car!

But knowing that when he was in Southeast Province before, the very shrewd Young Master Tong sensed that he and Wufu were not ordinary people, so he used his divine sense to transmit sounds.

"It's okay, he's already aware of it. ”

"After that, I can generally know what kind of people we are by using the channels of the Tong family. ”

Song Kangning felt a little pity for the young master: "But his face has changed when he was frightened by you." ”

Ji Xingxing started the car and said, "He was just shocked by the first experience." ”

"I don't believe you wait to get out of the car, look at him again, he will definitely return to normal. ”

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