"Then she is really enviable, her boyfriend is Fang Chenchu!"

As soon as the girl finished sighing, she heard the person next to her shake her head, as if he didn't agree with her words.

"Don't you envy?"

"Envy, but now more boys are envious of Fang Chenchu, so we girls don't know what to do."

It's probably that the two of them have been chatting for a long time, and the people around have heard a little, after all, gossip or something, it must be everyone's instinct, if you don't gossip...... That's impossible.

The conversation between the two gradually expanded, and the last topic of whether they knew Song Song or not directly extended to whether they should envy Fang Chenchu's girlfriend Song Song, or whether they should envy Song Song's boyfriend Fang Chenchu.

Knowing that there was a highly myopic girl at the end, she passed by wearing glasses at the bottom of the bottle and made soul-like remarks, "I really envy you, you can still study these problems, I am different, I envy everyone, after all, I am not Fang Chenchu or Song Song, just a ...... Passerby A. ”

“……”

Everyone was silent, not knowing what to say, and finally they scattered and went their own way.

Song Song spent more than twenty minutes running to the big classroom where Fang Chenchu was in class, and it took another three minutes to calm down his heartbeat, and another minute to tidy up his hairstyle and clothes, and then he really didn't have time, just about to take a pose, he saw a group of people pouring out of the door of the big classroom, and Fang Chenchu was standing in the crowd looking at her.

Everyone's eyes swirled around the two of them, and in the end they were reluctant to be driven away by the teacher, they hadn't seen what they wanted to see.

Fang Chenchu walked to Song Song with a bag on one shoulder, and before he could speak, he heard Teacher Mao on the side cough dryly, and after casting a good look at the show, he slowly left.

Fang Chen was out of temper at the beginning, this teacher Mao told him that he was really persistent, first he persevered in calling him by name in every class, then he persistently brushed his sense of existence, and finally persistently ridiculed his love situation.

Song Song stretched out his head to look at the male teacher, and before he could retract his gaze, he was manually broken back by Fang Chenchu, the one who was particularly irritable, and almost wrote the word "taste" on his face.

"What are you looking at?" Anyway, Fang Chenchu didn't care about his cold image at all, in short, he had been more obsessed with jealousy recently, and he felt quite troublesome, especially every time Song Song took the initiative to come over to please him because of these things, or promised him something that he couldn't agree to.

Fang Chenchu would never admit that he was a bad taste, he felt that he was good like this, anyway.

But when he heard that Song Song wanted to ask him if there were any small hotels around the school, he found that he was still too weak.

Why did he forget that Song Song was a person who didn't play cards according to the routine? Compared with her in some ways, he has never taken advantage of it at any time.

But it's not always a failure, at least when they finally found a small hotel that was not very conspicuous, although at first the people around him and the staff inside looked at it a few more times, and I don't know how much news was arranged, but in the end, under many attempts, he still took advantage of it.

Well, it tastes good too.

The two of them played the game, and when they went out, they also went to a grilled fish restaurant, because the traffic behind them was relatively large, and it was considered to have advertised the store owner again, so the seven-fold discount was in hand, and the portion was sufficient.

As a result of the sufficient weight, the actions of two people became four people again, and as soon as he sat down, Yang Fan took out a card from his wallet and stuffed it into Fang Chenchu's pocket, looking very different from a good person.

Yang Fan, who is not like a good person, handed Fang Chenchu something else, it was the discount card of that small hotel, as for why he had these things, it didn't matter, the reason was clear to everyone, and why did he suddenly hand it to Fang Chenchu now......

Fang Chenchu raised his eyes and looked over, and saw Yang Fan touching his nose and coming over a little unnaturally, "Your two every move has been seen, so ask who else in the school doesn't know what you did?" Although there is no detailed picture, there is still basic evidence of entering the door hand in hand! ”

A bright photo on the mobile phone was taken when Fang Chenchu and Song Song walked in side by side, and above the photo, Chenchu seemed to be still turning his head to say something to Song Song, and the smile on his face was also taken clearly, I don't know how many people were fascinated.

Fang Chenchu silently stopped talking, anyway, everyone knows the roots, and they don't know who is with whom.

Over there, as soon as Yang Zhenzhen came in, he started working mode, and the dedicated Song Song felt moved to cry.

Don't take my chopsticks away, I'll eat them with my hands without them?

It was so touching.

Yang Zhenzhen held the mobile phone and leaned in front of Song Song's eyes, but what she wanted to say was of course not the same level as what Yang Fanna said.

"What they mean is that it is the first time to use a spokesperson like Song Song, because people have always relied on their strength to advertise, and there has never been such a thing as a spokesperson!"

Song Song was stunned for a moment when she heard this, because she also knew about it, this brand is indeed an old brand, and it is a giant in stationery, and she knows that the quality of their home is good, even after many years.

But she really has never heard of any spokesperson for this brand, not to mention that she is not a star yet!

She's just a little person who takes pictures and sends pictures, at most a little person who has a terrible boyfriend.

After Yang Zhenzhen knew Song Song's psychological thoughts, he almost vomited blood.

Nonsense, Song Song is simply pretending to be invisible...... The deadliest!

What is a little person, which little person has more than one million fans now, or is it a little person who wants to be the spokesperson of a well-known big brand?

"What's breaking a million?" Song Song really doesn't know this, after all, the last time she went to the scum wave was the day she won the award.

It's been three days, so she couldn't have imagined that three days of hard work could rise to the number of millions!

Impossible, right......

Yang Zhenzhen rolled his eyes helplessly, "You really underestimate yourself, if I wasn't familiar with you and knew that you were really brainless, I would still think you were pretending to be something." ”

Song Song was silent for a moment, and changed his words directly, "Or you still think I'm pretending to be something, after all, this is better than having no brains." ”

"That's what you're focused on?"

“…… Or else? After Song Song and Yang Zhenzhen stared at each other for a while, they nodded decisively, indicating that they understood, "Come, cheers, cheers for my career breakthrough!" ”

“…… I regret expecting you from you. Yang Zhenzhen covered his head and was really about to cry.