Chapter Forty-Eight: An Invitation to the Prom
Song Jian felt Zhou Tong's closeness, and just smiled.
"Ah, Zhou Tong, who is this?"
"Yes, yes, Zhou Tong, you're too boring, we're all sisters, how did you get along, and you don't say a word."
Zhou Tong's two companions followed and joked together.
Zhou Tong's cheeks turned red.
The four of them walked to the school gate together, and as for Kong Ying, he had already flashed to the side and was forgotten.
At the school gate, Xia Lin clasped her hands across her chest, looking at Song Jian and Zhou Tong with a smile on her face.
Song Jian pointed to his Ford car and said, "I'm going home, let's talk another day." ”
After speaking, he waved his hand to Zhou Tong, separated at the gate, and walked towards his car.
"Zhou Tong, who the hell is that?"
"Yes, tell me quickly, what the hell is going on, I said why did you separate from Li Jian, it turns out that you have a new love."
The two best friends were in hot pursuit.
Zhou Tong blushed, smiled happily, and said, "I'll tell you later." ”
With that, Zhou Tong got into a taxi and left.
Song Jian greeted Xia Lin next to the car and said, "I entered the school just now......
"I know, go to school to soak horses," Xia Lin interrupted Song Jian's words, her cheeks bulging, "Uncle, you are so good, you really soaked in our school's school flower." ”
Song Jian was stunned for a moment and said, "What school flower?" I'm going to school to do good. ”
Charlene stuck out her tongue at Song Jian, and at this time, a boy ran over, holding a gilded red invitation in his hand.
"Charlene, this is an invitation to the New Year's Day ball, for you." The boy put the invitation in Charlene's hand.
Xia Lin wrinkled her nose and said, "Wang Mingxuan, where did you get the invitation, I may have something to do on New Year's Day." ”
"Hey, Charlene, you can't shirk this, there are only three places in our major in this prom invitation, you think, if you don't participate in the prom in our class, but let the other four girls participate, won't it make the students of other majors laugh off their big teeth, and they will bully our financial management major is a temple." Take it, it's a school-wide dance, and it's an honor to be able to participate. After speaking, Wang Mingxuan stuffed the invitation card into Xia Lin's hand.
Charlene opened the invitation and looked at it, sure enough, it was a school-level dance held by the school's student union, her eyes swept over, and Charlene was suddenly stunned, "Piano player, Luo Hao." Seeing these five words, Charlene's heart beat a few times.
Closing the invitation, Charlene said, "Well, okay, I'll go tomorrow night." ”
Wang Mingxuan saluted Xia Lin and said with a smile: "Classmate Xia Lin, you are a flower in our class and even in our college, oh, you are still the only flower, you have to behave well at the dance." ”
Xia Lin made a gesture to kick Wang Mingxuan, but Wang Mingxuan ran away.
After getting into the car, Song Jian drove the Ford towards Siyuan Company and said with a smile: "Your honor, the only flower in your college, is really high enough." ”
Xia Lin glanced at Song Jian, opened the invitation and looked at it again, and then said, "Uncle, you will accompany me to the dance party tomorrow night." ”
"Huh?" Song Jian glanced at Xia Lin, saw Xia Lin's serious face, and said, "I don't have time to play with you, I still have something to do." ”
"How dare you refuse!" Xia Lin turned around and glared at Song Jian with big eyes, "Hmph, if you refuse, I will tell my cousin that you are soaking horses at school today, you are a young man in society, hooking up with college students, and I will let my cousin expel you." ”
Song Jian couldn't cry or laugh, "What hook up?" You are slandering. ”
"You care about me, if you don't agree, I'll report to my cousin." Charlene looked proud.
Song Jian had no choice but to give in, "But, I ...... your college students' balls."
"Don't worry, uncle, when it comes to the ball, I will teach you to dance, and I won't mock you, as long as you don't step on my feet," Charlene immediately comforted Song Jian.
Song Jian pursed his lips and said, "Okay." In fact, Song Jian wanted to say that it was not good for a young man in society to participate in the college student ball, and as for whether he could dance, Song Jian was really not worried.
As the only son of the Song family, and a good son who is very studious and never causes trouble, Song Jian has received various talent training courses since he was a child, and Song Jian is particularly experienced in piano and dancing, even in American universities, Song Jian's dancing skills and piano level are first-class.
In more than ten years of studying in the United States, in fact, the piano was almost the only pleasure of Song Jian, and then he gradually fell in love with modern biochemistry before putting down this talent.
However, seeing that Xia Lin was so persistent, Song Jian didn't continue, anyway, it was just a dance party, and there was no harm. Since you want to integrate into the current society, balls and banquets are indispensable.
Back home, Charlene ran back to her room and began to dress up.
Xu Si cleaned up the dining table and asked, "Are you going to attend a banquet tomorrow?" ”
"Well, the prom at school, sister, do you think I look good in this dress?" Charlene fiddles with a pale yellow dress.
Xu Si looked at it, nodded and said, "It's good-looking, but remember to wear a coat, if you catch a cold, my aunt will scold me to death." ”
Charlene chuckled and said, "Got it, sister, lend me a pair of your high heels." ”
Xu Si smiled.
Charlene returned to her room, changed into a light yellow dress, put on a pair of light-colored leggings, went to Xu Si's room again, turned out a pair of colorful high heels, and came downstairs with a pummer.
"Sister, it's good-looking," Charlene grinned and spun around.
Xu Si nodded.
"I haven't danced for a long time, and since I went to college, I have been practicing that ugly Tai Chi with my uncle every day, and I haven't practiced dancing. Ah, by the way, uncle, uncle, do you have any clothes for the prom? Don't embarrass me. Charlene shouted.
While surfing the Internet, Song Jian said angrily: "Don't drag me if you're ashamed." ”
Charlene stuck out her tongue.
Xu Si stopped what he was doing and said, "Oh, by the way, Song Jian, I ordered you a casual suit a few days ago, which was made according to the size of your previous clothes, and I haven't given it to you." I'll take it down for you. ”
Xia Lin looked at Xu Si suspiciously, then looked at Song Jian who was browsing the information in the bedroom, and said, "Sister, why do I feel that something is wrong." ”
Xu Si wiped his hands, went upstairs to get his suit, and said, "What's wrong?" ”
"How do you feel that you are so good to your uncle?" Charlene muttered.
"It's an employee benefit!" Xu Si emphasized it again and threw the suit to Song Jian.
Song Jian just said a simple "um", but in his heart, he felt very warm.
The next day, Xia Lin didn't have classes and stayed at home, and at six o'clock in the evening, Xia Lin took Song Jian's arm, "Uncle, let's go, let's go." ”
Song Jian put down the book in his hand and walked out of the house with Xia Lin.
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