Yang Zhenzhen bumped Song Song's shoulder, knocked his hand into the shape of holding the microphone, and handed it to her mouth for an interview.

"May I ask Miss Song Song, the girlfriend of the rich man Fang Chenchu, who donated the building, what do you think at this moment?"

Because of the shock, my eyes that had not been closed for a long time and were a little dry, I unconsciously blinked a few more times, only to realize that this was not a dream, this was reality!

Fang Chenchu thought about it!

What gossip girlfriend Bai Yalan is going to the side, the main palace is about to make a shining debut!

At this time, Song Song was already immersed in his own fantasies, and his mind was full of scenes where Fang Chenchu really wanted to fall in love with her, what playground hand in hand, appointment at the door of the class after class, and eating in the cafeteria together after school......

Hey, hey, Song Song's smile gradually exaggerated, and finally it is no longer the daily routine of early love and affair on campus.

Yang Zhenzhen looked at the stupid appearance of the people around him who had left his body and didn't know which corner the brain circuit had turned to, the corners of his mouth twitched, and he could only laugh dryly, "Disgusting couple." ”

In the afternoon, Liu Hui had already gone to class, leaving only Song Song alone in the dormitory, no way, her appearance, no matter how you look at it, is still very serious, Qi Yuanyang didn't say anything, and agreed directly.

The dormitory alone is exceptionally quiet, not to mention that the entire dormitory building is empty, Song Song lies down and plays with his mobile phone, feeling really bored.

It's not fun to flip around, so I have to open the album to enjoy the same level of photos as my.

Not to mention, let Song Song find two photos that look eye-catching.

Looking at it, Song Song felt that the more he looked at these two photos, the better they looked, and suddenly he had a novel idea, if he could make this a couple avatar......

This idea, Song Song wanted to give himself a thumbs up.

But she didn't know if Fang Chenchu would agree, after all, he just wanted to open a little, and the two of them were classmates and teachers around them.

Tsk, that's a little bit bad......

Song Song used the little traffic he had left to place a photo software, because it was a newly developed software, so the number of downloads was very low, and the mode was simple and rude.

But Song Song has used a lot of this kind of software in his previous life, and now he is more handy with such a first generation.

There is a function in the software called beautifying pictures, Song Song opened it, selected one of them from his album, cropped out the clutter in the photo, and added a rabbit head to his face, and after confirming that the face was blocked, the picture was saved.

Song Song exited the software and opened the album to study the results he had just made.

The photo is a group photo of two people in the snow, the taller one is tied with a blue scarf, the shorter one is wrapped in a green scarf, the heads of the two are close together, and a few white snowflakes are on the top of their heads, which can't help but remind people of the four words "white-headed to old".

Song Song's fingers swept over Fang Chenchu's face that rarely showed a smile, this person smiled a lot, it was so beautiful to laugh.

The other photo was also neatly processed by her, just in case, Song Song also found a few more photos of the past that she barely looked at to fix them, so that Fang Chenchu could be selective when the time came.

However, Song Song still prefers the first one the most, the one in the snow, one Fang Chenchu hugging her, and the other Song Song hugging him, it looks like a good match.

As soon as the photos were sent to Fang Chenchu, Song Song became helpless again, shrunk in the quilt, and gradually his body began to get tired and sleepy, and he slept again.

When she woke up, she felt heavy in her chest and had difficulty breathing, as if a big stone had been pressed on her body, which made her uncomfortable.

Song Song was forced to open her eyes, and saw a strange and familiar face facing her from a short distance, with an unknown light in her eyes, so frightened that she screamed and almost fainted.

In the end, Yang Zhenzhen couldn't stand her screaming high-decibel attack and moved his head.

Yang Zhenzhen curled up and sat against the wall on the edge of her bed.

Obviously, the culprit of those chest dullness and breathless breathing just now was not the aggravation of the condition, but the person lying on top of her.

Song Song came back to his senses and was about to pounce on her and tear her, but he jumped too high and hit the ceiling, with gold stars in his eyes.

"Fog grass!" Song Song covered his forehead with tears in pain, his hand still pointed in the direction of Yang Zhenzhen, and gritted his teeth, "Yang Zhenzhen, you wait for me!" ”

Yang Zhenzhen didn't expect her to react so much, she was stimulated again, and when she came back and saw her sleeping so soundly, her heart was unbalanced.

"You're stupid, this is the top bunk, you sit down, it's really stupid to fall!" Seeing Song Song's swaying and unsteady appearance, Yang Zhen was really scared to death, and hurriedly pressed her, she would be lying in the nest.

Song Song glared at her, but still lay down, "You pig, do you want to crush me?" ”

"......" Yang Zhenzhen took a deep breath and thought silently in her heart, she was a patient, she had not recovered from a serious illness, so she couldn't beat her, and she recited it three times before she calmed down.

Under the bed, everyone in the dormitory was as quiet as quails, standing in a row, looking up at Song Song's bed, and there were three people among them.

Song Song turned her head and saw this picture, her little heart trembled with fright, she thought about it, and when she waited for this weekend, she would go to the hospital to prescribe some quick-acting heart-saving pills, otherwise if she continued like this, sooner or later, she would be scared and burped.

Isn't that the end of it, it would be a loss.

At that time, the news headlines were all her reports.

Song Song sighed, feeling that he was probably sick like a mountain, and he was sick like a thread, so he was so vulnerable.

"Are you reliving the military training days?"

The row of people standing below shook their heads in unison, and even the frequency and direction of their movements were the same.

Several people looked at each other for a moment, and the three of them went back to their beds first, but they never looked back, this abnormal look was obviously something that happened in the afternoon that she didn't know.

Song Song raised his eyebrows, took his coat, put it on himself, and sat up slowly, "What's wrong with you?" ”

An Kebei took out a bag from behind him, stood on tiptoe and put it on Song Song's bed, "This is for you." ”

Song Song stretched out his head and saw that there were some snacks in the bag, not much, but not too little.

Song Song looked at a few people in surprise and emotion, "You still bought me food, I love you so much!" I'm so impressed! ”

Song Song didn't notice that the strange faces of the people below, she was really moved, what kind of good luck was this, it simply made up for all the things she lacked in her previous life.

Yang Zhenzhen, who was beside her, was also stunned, and exchanged a look with the few people below, all of whom were speechless and holding back laughter.

I really can't imagine how this person's imagination can be so natural and rich.

Yang Zhenzhen patted Song Song on the shoulder, trying to control her excitement, but she got a hug and an indescribable gesture, and her thumb and index finger were staggered together to form a heart-like shape, and she seemed to understand it.

"You can eat casually on Friday, you know?" After speaking, Song Song took out his mobile phone and took a photo of the snack, "I'm going to send it to the space, wait a minute, Aite you!" ”