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At the barbecue stall, a group of new and old members of the Literature Club gathered together, chatting and laughing; Beer, roasted fish, charcoal-grilled mutton, a group of people stomping on it is so happy.

On the other side, in the elegant Western-style restaurant, on the second floor, on a seat by the window, two people looked at each other and smiled, and coincidentally put down the things in their hands, and put the knives and forks into the plate, making a clanging sound.

"It seems that the senior sister is also used to eating Western food, why did you invite me here?" Chen Feng picked up a napkin on the corner of the table, wiped the grease stains on the corner of his mouth, and said with a smile.

"Lord, I thought you'd like it." Song Jia pursed his lips and smiled.

She has completely suppressed the negative emotions in the afternoon, adjusted her mentality, and turned back into the self-xin Song Jia, the president of the literary club who became famous in Jinling in her sophomore year.

If you look at it purely from the perspective of personal experience, if she develops step by step to her senior year, her achievements may not be inferior to Su Ge.

"Now the senior sister should know that I don't like it, next time, let's choose a barbecue stall or something." Chen Fengtian said shamelessly, picked up the ice water in the cup, and took a sip.

The cool water slid down his throat, making his whole body much clearer.

"When you make a contribution to the Literary Society, I will definitely ask for it." Song Jia said with a wink.

"Relying on meritorious service to beg for food is too shabby."

……

The two of you and I chatted idly, all of which were inconsequential little things.

From a distance, it looks like a pair of men and women who are on a blind date together, with a slight smile on each other's faces, gentle and polite, but there are not many common topics. The scene was slightly awkward.

If it is really just like this, whether it is with Chen Feng's temperament or Song Jia's temperament, there is no need to eat this meal.

The current situation is that the other person is hidden from you, and no one wants to reveal their true intentions, so they have to wait for the other party to speak.

In a word. It is not only a test of sincerity, but also a test of patience.

This atmosphere is very depressing, and when Chen Feng tasted a glass of ice water in a "shallow" way, he put the cup on the glass table.

When the boom sounded.

"Senior sister, how do you look at this matter, I also occupy the main power, aren't you nervous at all? This kind of unhurried appearance is not appropriate. Chen Feng sneered slightly, it wasn't too much evil, it was just dissatisfaction.

"What does the junior think I should be?" Song Jia tasted the red wine. Yan Yan laughed, stared at Chen Feng without flinching with a pair of Danfeng hanging eyebrows, and asked rhetorically, "Do you want me to be silent and pale?" Or do you want my eyes to be red, and the six gods have no master? ”

"Or do you want me to cry and make a fuss, and ask you for a hug?"

A line of words, a pair of beautiful eyes.

said. Chen Feng, who was staring, was stunned, and his face unconsciously warmed up. Under this soft white lamp, there is a slight crimson.

Song Jia, who looked at this faint crimson color, smiled lightly.

From leaving the conference room to now, in four hours, she carefully combed through every detail, and finally figured out the deep meaning of Chen Feng's last eccentric style.

It was a vague hint of the branch. This junior has some other plans; Song Jia sensed Chen Feng's ambition, but this ambition was not for her, it was just about business.

"Alas, I said the wrong thing," Chen Feng touched his nose depressedly and said, "Since I spoke first." Then just finish it in one go. ”

"Listen up, I hope the junior brother won't let me down." Song Jia said.

"Regarding the branch, judging from the performance of Xià Wu today, the Literary Club is indeed far inferior to the student union, and I have no regrets, I will not change my mind." Chen Feng first took a preventive shot, and then said his thoughts.

"However, the establishment of a branch within the university is not uncommon in the literary circle, and the senior sister should also be involved, a student union is not enough to support the things needed by the branch, I hope the two of you can cooperate."

"Although the literary club is out, I will not be willing to fight for the student union, which I am afraid I can't agree to." Song Jia said that she knew that cooperation would be a good outcome, but in this seemingly rational and emotional choice, her answer was only one eternal yuǎn, and that already involved principles.

However, her tone was not too entangled, because she knew that although Chen Feng did not know many things, he must be able to smell the smell of gunpowder between the student union and the literary club.

The reason why this proposal was made was more of a means of negotiation.

"Well, then, we have to change the way." Chen Feng had a "regretful" expression on his face, and he changed his words and said: "Then it's better to do this, the Literary Society will cooperate with me directly." ”

"Working with you?" Song Jia wondered.

"Yes, it's me who cooperates with me, not a branch or a student union." Chen Feng said with a serious face.

"Flutter."

With a chuckle, Song Jia covered his mouth, with an embarrassed look on his face, and said seriously: "Hey, where did you come from?" ”

The delicate face couldn't hold back a smile, and the corners of the eyes and the corners of the mouth twitched slightly on the ordinary serious face, which was an expression without any politeness and disguise, and it was extremely stunning on Song Jia's delicate facial features.

How can a person who is obviously very smart become so "stupid" all of a sudden?

Not to mention the branch, although this junior is also a very talented person, how can he be qualified to intervene in the student union and the literary club to discuss cooperation.

Looking at Chen Feng's serious and unfluctuating expression, Song Jia felt that it was not so funny.

She came here to seek something for the Literary Society from the matter of "branch", and in her eyes, Chen Feng probably also meant this.

Working with "him"? Are you kidding.

But if this is Chen Feng's true intention, then how can she continue?

It's scary to think about.

"Chen Feng, do you mean it really?" Song Jia couldn't help but ask.

"Absolutely." Chen Feng affirmed.

"Cooperate with you," Song Jia muttered, feeling bitter in her heart, but for the sake of face, she still kept her calm and asked, "What place can the Literary Society and you cooperate?" ”

"There are more places to cooperate," Chen Feng didn't seem to notice that Song Jia was wrong, and still said to himself.

"Originally, I was thinking that the cooperation between the Literary Society and the magazine "Jianghuke" would just make up for the vacancy in the student union, but if you think about it carefully, you still have to be selfish." (To be continued.) )

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