Yin Sen was shocked: "This, how do you know?" ”

Song Ling saw Yin Sen's surprised expression, and was a little funny: "This, I naturally have channels, I didn't expect it to be the assistant you were looking for."

Yin Sen: "Don't you know him?" ”

Song Ling: "You don't know? ”

Yin Sen: "Yes, I asked my friend to find it for me, but he didn't tell me anything, he said that he would report on it next Monday." Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info”

Song Ling stared at Yin Sen for a long time: "It's really a little hard to see through you, okay, what time do you leave?"

Seeing that Song Ling didn't want to continue, Yin Sen didn't ask much, anyway, no matter what, he would be able to meet the assistant Nie Qing found for himself next week, thinking that Song Ling was also from S City, maybe it was so coincidental that the two met.

"No, it's only twenty minutes by car, let's just leave at half past five."

"Okay, then you can call me then" After speaking, Song Ling entered her room and closed the door.

Yin Sen immediately called Ma Wei and informed him of the departure time. Then in the afternoon, Yin Sen recorded some of the summary of the game and then lay on the bed and dozed off, lunch, forget it, it was too hot to go out.

When the sun set, Yin Sen woke up with a lot of shame, got up and rummaged through the cabinets to find something to eat, but found that this was the school's dormitory, not his own home, where his sister had saved some snacks to eat. Yin Sen looked at the time, it was still a little early to make an appointment, Yin Sen remembered that there seemed to be a small supermarket in the school, and the location should be downstairs in the student dormitory, and he saw it when he went to see the student training that day. I simply took some money and wanted to go over and buy something to eat.

Yin Sen's dormitory is already at the end of the passage, and due to the special design of the physical fitness center on the first floor, there is only one end of the stairs on the second floor, so Yin Sen needs to walk back a full few dozen meters to go downstairs.

"There is no elevator" Every time Yin Sen drove away, he always had such a slander in his heart.

Although the teachers of the school basically have dormitories here, most of the cultural teachers are locals, most of them are around Yongcheng, according to Yin Sen, there are also in Qiancheng, and the last time I quarreled with Coach Shi, I heard Mr. Huang talk about it later, it seems to be Qiancheng's, and the two days of rest on weekends are enough to go home, so the dormitory building is very quiet at this time.

It's really a coincidence, Yin Sen hasn't walked a few meters yet, a dormitory door opened in front of him, and someone came out, Song Ling walked out of it, and it seemed that she had something in her hand.

"Doctor Song, what a coincidence," Yin Sen greeted.

"Oh, Coach Yin, why are you leaving?" Song Ling asked

Yin Sen: "It's still early. ”

As he spoke, Yin Sen walked forward for a while, and then he saw clearly that Song Ling was holding a food box in his hand, which was already empty.

Yin Sen asked suspiciously, "Doctor Song, don't you have a bathroom in your room?" ”

"Yes"

"Then you are"

"Oh, these things, I used to go to the public bathroom to wash, the room location is too small, the air circulation is not good"

In short, it's just that I'm afraid of the smell in the room, this kind of thing is not something that people like Yin Sen can consider.

"Oh"

At this time, Yin Sen, who was already hungry, thought of Song Ling's food box, and his stomach screamed out at an inopportune time, which instantly made Yin Sen very embarrassed.

"Hehe, go buy something to eat, I'm hungry," Yin Sen said honestly.

Song Ling also smiled: "Today is Saturday, and the school supermarket is generally only open for half a day, so it seems to be closed in the afternoon."

Yin Sen was taken aback: "It's really fake, and there is a supermarket that is only open for half a day?" ”

Song Ling saw Yin Sen's surprised appearance: "Really, our school's supermarket is like this." ”

Yin Sen was a little disappointed, thinking to himself, it seems that he can only stay up until the end of the meal, this broken supermarket, he has to go back.

At this time, Song Ling spoke: "I bought some biscuits last time, why don't you eat some?" ”

Yin Sen: "Well, it's not good. "Having said that, there are 10,000 willingnesses in my heart.

Song Ling smiled and said, "Don't pretend, who will starve to death later?"

Yin Sen: "Haha, that's, then you're welcome" He was not a polite person in the first place.

"You go there yourself, just put it on the table, I'll go wash the food box."

"Oh, okay."

The first time he entered the girl's room, Yin Sen was more or less nervous, the biscuits were easy to find, they were packed in a supermarket bag, and they were placed on the low table by the window, there was a stool next to the table, Yin Sen sat down directly, took out the biscuits, and ate them, and there were supermarket shopping receipts in the bag, Yin Sen casually looked at it, calculated the time, and it seemed that it was the day he went to play the football game last week. In this way, these cookies are really related to me.

There is a mosquito net hanging on the bed, this thing, Yin Sen has not seen it for a long time, the simple wardrobe and shoe cabinet are obviously prepared by Song Ling herself, and there are many books densely placed on the bookcase against the wall, most of which are related to medicine, but in the corner of the bookcase, Yin Sen saw a simplified version of the murder on Mogg Street. There is a laptop under the desk, and soft music is coming from the connected mini stereo, which looks comfortable and intoxicating on this summer evening.

At the stall of observation, Yin Sen had already opened a pack of biscuits and eaten them, and the days of living alone abroad made him adapt well wherever he went, in other words, he was a lot thicker-skinned. If it weren't for a little filling his stomach, Yin Sen would be reluctant to eat biscuits, and even bread, cakes and other snacks Yin Sen didn't like, although he had been in contact with this kind of thing for a lot longer than the average person, but anyway, he never called. In Yin Sen's opinion, no matter how wonderful and delicious the cake is, it is not as good as the buns or wontons at the breakfast shop across the street.

After eating a few biscuits, Yin Sen closed his mouth, as long as his stomach was not in trouble, when Song Ling returned to the room, Yin Sen had already cleaned up and was taking out the detective novel to read again.

"You're back!" The voice came from Yin Sen, who no longer seemed to regard himself as an outsider.

"Well, I didn't eat the biscuits, aren't they on the table?"

"Oh, I've eaten, it's almost done, hehe, I'll eat at the hotel later"

"It's not good for your stomach to hold it, you football players should understand" Song Ling's tone was quite professional.

"That's that, but it's okay once in a while, I'm just a coach, not as particular as a player."

"Then why don't you keep playing?"

"Huh?" The word "continue" in Song Ling's question made Yin Sen a little strange, Yin Sen looked at Song Ling, Song Ling had a little smile on her face, it was that kind of unfathomable taste.

"Well, I want to ask you how do you know I used to play football?"

"It's a secret"

Song Ling refused to say, and Yin Sen couldn't help it, according to him, Qian Bai shouldn't have told the school leaders about his previous affairs, and Song Ling's news couldn't come from the school. Song Ling is from S City, it is estimated that among the friends he met in S City, there are also people who know Song Ling, and there are only a few friends who play football, Nie Qing, and Qian Bai, these people seem to have a bit far from Song Ling, or did those students say? I don't think they have much to do with each other.