The last video of the Flying Fish video was uploaded by Song Song himself, because Yang Zhenzhen ......

In short, she found professional people to help her shoot a video, and after letting those people edit it, she got the finished product very quickly, not even three days, and the price was fair.

After posting the video, Song Song refreshed the following reaction to the computer alone, and suddenly felt a little tired.

At the beginning, she still thought that she would wake up, and two years had passed, like a dream, as if she was standing at the pinnacle of life.

Everything is earned, everything has advantages, everything is sufficient, and what love and friendship, including career, are all three aspects of a bumper harvest.

As a result, everything changes in the blink of an eye now.

Love......

Song Song thought about the inexplicable Fang Chenchu, and felt a fire in his belly, this person actually rejected her, but he didn't really stop her from approaching in terms of action, as if he was entangled in his heart.

No one knows what he's struggling with, weird.

Anyway, since the day of the fight, Song Song began to say that he would chase him, either cooking a dish today and bringing it over for him to taste, or he was unwilling to stay by his side to watch him rest.

As a result, after such a period of tossing, Fang Chenchu's rhythm of life has returned to normal, but she has lost a lot of weight.

Alas, if you really want the male god to catch up, you have to pay a bunch of meat first.

But after all the calculations, using a bunch of useless fat meat to exchange for Fang Chenchu is still a very worthwhile thing, isn't it?

Oh, there is no change in her career, if you want to say that the only change is probably to get better, at least the number of her fans is increasing every day, and the number of black fans is also increasing.

According to the person who scolded her through the screen now, she felt a little too familiar with the account ID, and she didn't know what to say.

In the end, only friendship remains.

Thinking of this, Song Song stood up and pulled out a can of beer from the shelf he had bound himself, it was really a can of beer, which he bought the wrong two days ago and put it here.

Standing on the balcony, looking at the blue sky and white clouds outside, the crowd is moving, the excitement belongs to them, and she only has one person left to stay.

Yang Zhenzhen hadn't contacted her for more than a week, and Song Song didn't take the initiative to send a message, but every time he was blocked by a blank dialog box.

It's funny to think about it, she watched Yang Zhenzhen delete Yang Fan's friend account with her own eyes before, but now her account has not been deleted, but it has been ignored to this point, is there any distance between it and deleting friends and blocking it?

There is no distance gap.

Is she just a failed person, impulsive and confused, at that time Yang Zhenzhen fell out of love, he should stand by her side and comfort her, instead of seriously analyzing with her what is right and what is wrong, when the time comes, the two of them will not be together, Yang Zhenzhen is still angry, and the embarrassment after saying two words without agreeing with each other, how can he not go away from her.

Song Song took a sip of the small half can of beer, feeling choked and tears were about to fall, but fortunately he held it back in time.

When she finished drinking the whole can of beer, she felt dizzy.

Isn't it, she pours a bottle of alcohol now?

How is it possible, how can it be garbage like this.

Song Song didn't believe it, she thought that this kind of dizzy and vain footsteps was all fantasized by her bad mood.

But she forgot that her current physique is comparable to her two years ago, and now this can of beer is like blowing a bottle of liquor by herself two years ago, and it is already very good to not fall to her knees on the ground and let people help hand over an ambulance.

More importantly, one thing......

The can of beer she drinks is still a relatively well-known brand, and it is indeed easy to get drunk if she doesn't drink it very well.

So by the time Song Song was a little clearer, she had already left the dormitory and was squatting on the ground with her mobile phone about to make a call.

The crowd of people who came and went around didn't notice who the person squatting next to her was, and they didn't notice that this person was a drunk at all, and people kept leaving in front of her, and Song Song lowered his head to the phone as if he was pretending to be deep.

The phone she broadcast was connected, Fang Chenchu's voice came from there, Song Song suddenly smirked several times, just by listening to the voice, he knew that this kind of stupidity was not ordinary stupidity.

Fang Chenchu's originally relaxed state suddenly froze, no, Song Song's state seemed to be in a state where something was wrong.

"What's wrong?" Fang Chenchu still asked conservatively, so as not to think too much.

It's like when he saw Song Song and Shen Kun leaving that day, he imagined more than 80 episodes of bitter dramas in his mind, if it weren't for Song Song coming to him with a dead face the next day, and directly pulling a lot of some things, including what she and Shen Kun did after leaving last night, and explained it clearly.

This kind of reality made him feel very complicated, and he didn't know whether he was happy or unhappy.

As for what he wanted to say at that time, he still kept it in his heart and didn't say a word.

He also wanted to see how far Song Song could persist for him, and he waited for two years, and he was not sad in his heart.

Song Song was still giggling, smirking while buttoning his shoelaces and scratching on the ground, and within two clicks, the white and clean shoelaces changed.

"Why don't you come and pick me up, I want to eat roast duck!" When Song Song said this, his tone was full of laughter and coquettishness, and Fang Chenchu, who heard the voice, softened suddenly.

Okay, he was sure, this person must have been drinking just now, and the way he spoke really made his jaw tense.

"Where are you?"

Song Song raised his head, looked left and right, and then smirked indiscriminately, "Guess it, I'll tell you if you guess right!" ”

The black line on Fang Chenchu's forehead was about to pop up, he didn't know anything else, but he was sure of one, leaving Song Song, who was drunk like this, outside, or when he was not there, it would not work, it would be too dangerous.

Fang Chenchu immediately stood up, picked up the coat he had put on the chair, then pinched up a bunch of car keys, and when he opened the office door, he almost collided with Yang Fan, who was about to come in to deliver documents.

Yang Fan looked at Fang Chenchu puzzled, "What are you doing?" Where is this going? ”

Fang Chenchu shook his head, first to appease Song Song, who suddenly started to be in a mood over there, and then turned his head, "I'll go out first, I don't know when I'll come back, I have something important to call me." ”

After saying that, he left the company quickly.