The middle-aged male referee didn't need Song Kangning to answer at all: "Let me tell you, if you are carefully taught by insiders, the level of storytelling will definitely be able to go to the next level!"

"I've been commenting on books for 20 years, and I've only started to do administrative work in the past few years. ”

"I have recommended myself to be your master, and I can assure you that I will pass on all my experience and skills to you without reservation. ”

Song Kangning politely refused: "I just want to focus on my studies now." ”

Although the middle-aged male referee was anxious, he still said very gracefully: "Yes, you really have to focus on your studies now." ”

"But when you graduate from college, you can come to me. ”

He tore off a piece of paper from the notebook in front of him and wrote down his name, work unit and contact number: "Well, you can put this away, and when you graduate from college, call me......"

Since the middle-aged woman saw Song Kangning's registration form, she decided that she was here to play tickets.

A college student from a national key university will be assigned to a very good work unit in the future, and it will still be a solid cadre establishment, and the starting point is very high.

How could you leave your major behind and learn storytelling from scratch?

"Lao Yuan, let's talk about the rematch. ”

So, when the middle-aged male referee finished talking about some preparations and precautions for the rematch, he watched Song Kangning thank him and left without looking back.

Out of the radio building, Song Kangning made an exaggerated sweat wiping action: "Xiao Wu, this old Comrade Yuan won't be eyeing me, right?"

"Hey, the radio won't be able to broadcast live until the finals, and I've got a hard time. ”

Xiao Wu snapped his fingers: "Tomorrow's rematch, followed by the quarterfinals, then the semifinals, and finally the finals." ”

Song Kangning sighed: "Why can't we just go to the final after the rematch?"

"Even if it's not enough to add a semi-final for the sake of a comprehensive investigation, you have to make a quarter-final!"

Xiao Wu blinked his eyes: "Master, you really have to prepare, don't be accidentally eliminated at any stage, then your plan will not be realized!"

Song Kangning went back to the big courtyard, because Ji Xingxing didn't catch the other party when she was in a dangerous coma.

was worried that the other party would not give up and come over to attack again, so he asked Song Kangning to live in the same house with him in the same courtyard, and the houses of the two people were next to each other.

Speaking of which, Ji Xingxing blamed himself a little for that incident.

He missed the opportunity that time because he was too worried about Song Kangning's physical condition and did not use the two suction forces to track down at the first time.

After the suction was crushed by his furiousness, he also pinched off the clue to find the other party with his own hands, and now I think about it at that time, it was too uncalm.

Ji Xingxing deeply realized that Song Kangning's influence on him was not as great as an ordinary second!

And Monk Hua saw that Song Kangning had fully recovered, so he went back to his home in Beidaihe.

In the whole house, except for Song Kangning, it is Aunt Wang's family.

But they live in the first courtyard, and they won't go to the courtyard next few times without Ji Xingxing's permission.

Therefore, Song Kangning walked around leisurely in the third courtyard by himself, and then returned to his house.

In the evening, Ji Xingxing came back from work.

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