Hearing her inquiry, Wen Bin suddenly showed a sad expression, as if sighing. "I once went to study for one person."

Looking at the other party's appearance, she guessed what the other party had recalled. "Then I'll have to try my hand at the head of literature today."

Her words made Wen Bin come back to his senses from his memories and said with a smile: "Well, you just wait." ”

Seeing this, Shen Mengdie stopped bothering the other party and began to concentrate on doing her own thing.

Dongfang Lingfeng stayed in front of the TV for a while, and couldn't help but walk to the kitchen door, ready to look at the other party's busy figure. Seeing that Shen Mengdie was actually talking and laughing with Wen Bin, he suddenly couldn't hold his breath.

"I'm here to help, too." He watched the movements of the two and quietly squeezed into the middle, isolating the two.

"You'll just be waiting on the sidelines, and you won't need your help." Seeing the other party like this, Shen Mengdie hurriedly pulled the person away, she didn't want the other party to help more and more.

"Okay, I'll just stand here and watch you."

"You're not too crowded."

"It's good not to squeeze."

"Okay, whatever you want." Shen Mengdie didn't want to be serious with him anymore, and focused on doing her own thing.

When the three of them sat down at the dinner table, Shen Mengdie said to Wen Bin: "President Wen, you can taste the dishes I made first." After seeing the other party smiling and moving chopsticks, she casually gave Dongfang Lingfeng a chopstick dish. In the East, eat more vegetables. ”

Wen Bin always knew that his friend never ate other people's dishes, let alone the vegetables he hated. I thought my friend would throw the dish away, but I was surprised to find that he ate it naturally after taking a look at the vegetables in his bowl.

Looking at his friend's actions, Wen Bin, who was drinking water, was almost choked.

"Dongfang, I won't be coming back with you tomorrow after school." Shen Mengdie put down the chopsticks in her hand and explained to the man.

Dongfang Lingfeng also stopped his movements and looked at the other party fixedly. "Is there something going on?"

"Tang Bing asked me to leave with her after school tomorrow, and she brought someone to make performance costumes for everyone."

"I'll find someone to make your performance costume with me, so you won't go."

"Yes, that's fine."

The two of them talked to themselves, completely as if the third person did not exist. After having dinner together, Shen Mengdie took the dishes and chopsticks back to the kitchen, then poured a glass of water for the two of them, and went to wash the dishes alone.

Dongfang Lingfeng left his friend behind and squeezed into the kitchen after grinding for a while. "I'll wash it for you."

"No need, you go and accompany the literary director." She glanced at the other person, then shook her head.

Dongfang Lingfeng pulled up his sleeves and slowly approached the other party. "He doesn't need me to accompany him, I'll help you."

"Get out." Although she didn't know why the other party was so enthusiastic, she pushed the person away from the kitchen.

As the kitchen door closed, he sighed and slowly sat back down beside his friend.

"I really don't know when you're going to do this." Wen Bin watched his friend's actions, reached out and patted the other party's shoulder.

"There's so much you don't know." Slapping off the other party's palm, he was a little distracted.

Seeing his friend's appearance, he held the cup in his hand and was silent.

"I said it's getting late, aren't you going back?"

Wen Bin put down the cup and looked at his watch, "It's really time to go back, let's go together?" ”

"Go back by yourself, I'll live opposite."

Wen Bin looked at his friend suspiciously. "When did you move here?"

"You're away for a few days." After a few more brief conversations, Wen Bin said goodbye and left.

When Shen Mengdie came out of the kitchen, what she saw was Dongfang Lingfeng sitting alone on the sofa in a daze. "What about the literary chief?"

"He's back, let me tell you."

"Oh." Shen Mengdie didn't think about it, and slowly wiped off the water stains on his hands. "It's not early, aren't you going back to rest?"

"It's still early, I'm not in a hurry."

"Then take your shoulders."

After Dongfang Lingfeng was grinding for a long time, he saw that Shen Mengdie, who was watching TV, had begun to yawn incessantly, and he had to leave reluctantly. "I'm going back, you rest early."

"Well, you too." Shen Mengdie stood by the door and said to the people who had already walked out of the door.

Dongfang Lingfeng opened the door of his room, turned back to her and said, "Good night." ”

"Good night." She stood behind the door, greeting each other as well, and both of them closed their doors at the same time.

After a dreamless night, when she came to the class again, Shen Mengdie found that there were many fewer people around her who were looking at her with curious eyes, shook her head in confusion, and began to concentrate on class.

In the following days, in addition to studying, everyone rehearsed together in their free time. Taking advantage of her free time, Dongfang Lingfeng took her to a store specializing in custom-made clothing, and after the two measured the size and communicated their requirements for clothing, they waited for the other party to finish.

And in the past few days, Dongfang Lingfeng has handed over all his work to his friend Wen Bin to do, which can be regarded as using his position to squeeze the other party. In the past two days, he has been very distressed, Mengdie always likes to go to his friend's side, what does this mean. No, she just had free time, and she came again, but not looking for herself.

Dongfang Ling Feng made a stinky face, and silently looked at the two people facing each other. He still couldn't help but shout to Shen Mengdie. "Come here."

"What's the matter? I'm chatting with the literary director. She looked at the other person's stinky face suspiciously. What's wrong? Get up on the wrong side of the bed? ”

"Don't go to him in the future."

She looked at Wen Bin suspiciously, and then looked at the person in front of her. "What's the problem?"

"I'm not sure, I'm not sure, do you hear?"

"Alright, alright. I know. She said yes, but what to do next was her own business.

"Hmph...... That's pretty much it. For her answer, Dongfang Lingfeng was temporarily satisfied.

In the following days, Shen Mengdie began to worry again. I want to have a good relationship with my literary strengths and pay attention to his movements at any time, but as soon as I get close to the other party, there is always a person behind me who unexpectedly appears, and then takes her away in a hurry. Faced with this situation, she had to change her strategy.

At noon, she called the other party to say that something was wrong, and went to the infirmary alone. "Knock Knock Knock ......"

"Is Doctor Li here?" She asked softly, her eyes scanning the people inside.

"Classmate, are you looking for me?"

She saw that the other party looked at her with a puzzled expression, and had to explain. "There's something I'd like to ask you, I wonder if that's okay?"

"I'll talk about what comes in beforehand." Although Li Mubai didn't know what the other party wanted to ask him, he still brought the person into the infirmary. "You sit down for a moment."