Chapter 222: Want to Raise Him as a Little White Face?

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He Zhili squatted for a long time, his knees were a little numb, Xu Youzhi left without warning, his expression was slightly dazed, and then he suddenly realized something, and subconsciously wanted to chase him out.

But the door was slammed shut before him.

This......

What did she just say?

She didn't treat him as a brother?

didn't treat him as a younger brother, but rubbed his head, promised to give him all his favoritism in the future, kissed his face, and lived in their house without defense?

If she didn't mean that she meant anything else to him, she just wanted to raise him as a little white face, right?

He Zhili, who hadn't thought about this at all, had dull eyes, and his ears were instantly hot.

This...... It's a little blowing.

Except for Lin Yixian and He Zhili, it seems that no one knows that Xu Youzhi also came last night.

The second shift completed the assembly in the hotel lobby and walked to the art museum with Fan Xiao.

The museum is not far from the hotel, almost a 10-minute walk away.

On the way to the art museum, Lin Yixian seemed to deliberately stay away from rigor and cold-faced throughout the whole process, looking down at his mobile phone and not knowing who he was messaging to, only occasionally looking up at the road.

Chen Xuyang scurried forward, stood next to Lin Yixian, and pulled her back from her crooked steps, whispering.

"Lin Yixian, you're not quite right today, I'm not used to being so quiet in the class."

Lin Yixian turned off his mobile phone expressionlessly: "You listen to the back of the team by yourself, what about your mother, will you find a reason to find a better one?" ”

She just sent a message to Xu Youzhi and complained to each other about their respective situations last night.

The difference is that she coaxed rigorously, and as a result, she was half angry with herself; Xu Youzhi went to surprise He Zhili, and almost violated the school rules with the other party.

Xu Youzhi felt that he had no face.

She felt like she was about to turn into fireworks.

The more she thought about it, the more angry she became, and she couldn't help but grit her teeth and hit the keyboard.

He Feng returned slowly: You say, where did he see that I had ill intentions towards He Zhili? Just because I asked for a room number for you? But didn't I explain it to him, did I explain it, did I explain it!

The squad leader was not there, so he was led by the sports committee, and his rigorous and slender figure walked at the front of the team, and Lin Yixian was at the end of the middle of the team, and he had already glared at him several times unscrupulously.

Damn, vexatious dog men are so fucking grumpy!

I'm going to roll over: you explain why he's still angry? Phew, men are so hypocritical.

He Feng slowly returns: hypocrisy!!

At about eight o'clock in the morning, the first round of screening results of the "Elite Cup" came out, and there were only 8 people shortlisted, and she was the only one from a vocational school.

The topics for the second round came out quickly, and this time they only had one afternoon to upload a brand new PDF file again before 23:59 p.m.

It is said that the scale of this speech contest is quite large, and there is a special plagiarism checking system, and writing a manuscript is like a paper, and it seems quite reasonable to screen out such 8 people out of nearly 2,000 people.

Therefore, in this good time, Xu Youzhi gave up the idea of sneaking to the art museum with them, stayed in the hotel, petted the cat, and continued to face the laptop bitterly.

Oh, this fucking life doesn't need to be explained.

The art museum here is quite large, with three floors up and down, three exhibition halls on each floor, and the Xinhai Revolution Memorial Hall next door.

Fan Xiao asked them to go and see it on their own on the first floor, and after an hour, they gathered here and went to the exhibition hall to listen to the explanation of the students in charge of explaining.

In groups of two, Chen Xuyang first hooked He Zhili's neck.

Most of the students quickly formed a team and dispersed, and after a few seconds, only Lin Yixian, who had not had time to react, and Rigor who seemed to be waiting here on purpose, looked at each other.