Tang Yao lowered his head and watched the raindrops splashing the dust on the concrete floor, and the dust got water, like children who had just woken up from a nap, scrambling to jump on Tang Yao's white skirt. A few of the children also competed to see who jumped high and who splashed big.

Tang Yao held her forehead, looking helpless, this good white dress turned into a spotted skirt in a few minutes. The hostess's dress was colored, which was an absolutely devastating blow to the hostess.

Tang Yao had to keep comforting herself, the real host relied on her inner talent, not her external skin, so even if the white dress became a black dress, as long as she was still Tang Yao, it didn't matter. It's just that the bangs that stuck to Tang Yao's forehead like a wig still hit Tang Yao like thousands of threads.

This is definitely the last part of Tang Yao's life that she doesn't want to rewind, and there was even a moment when Tang Yao wanted to find a thunderbird from a certain briefcase and help her rush to the sky to make the next magical rain that makes people lose all her memories.

The raindrops don't have to be big, just like today.

Tang Yao sighed, even if he had no image like this, he was not the most fatal, there was another fatal thing.

Tang Yao held the desk book alone, leaned against the gate on the west side of the auditorium, listened to the raindrops hanging from the eaves, looked at the bag of things that Xia Yingsai gave her, and made a sad face.

Luoyang shovel saw Tang Yao running outside the auditorium again, and also came out.

"Don't you think your hair isn't wet enough?" Luoyang asked.

"No matter how wet my bangs are, it has nothing to do with you." Tang Yao didn't look back, looking at the bag of things at his feet, he suddenly felt a little loveless. Life is helpless nine times out of ten, probably talking about Tang Yao's state of mind at this time.

"My partner, the hostess, is standing next to me with wet bangs like a pot of vegetables, why has nothing to do with me." Luoyang Shovel stood behind Tang Yao, his voice was full of dissatisfaction, but Tang Yao didn't feel the slightest complaint when he listened, but it made Tang Yao think of her third cousin who was unstoppable and stingy with care.

Tang Yao lowered his body, picked up Xia Ying's bag of things, and turned around and stuffed them into Luoyang Shovel's arms.

Luoyang Shovel was shocked by Tang Yao's sudden move, and suddenly became a little speechless for a while.

Luoyang Shovel probably had never seen such an active girl as Tang Yao, and she stuffed something into her arms without saying a word. Luoyang shoveled at the bag of things in his arms and began to think about what Tang Yao would put here.

"I accepted a reluctant invitation, people have been admitted with me since junior high school, I can't push it off, you are tall and handsome, the rivers and lakes are in a hurry." Tang Yao stood on the steps and said this, so that he looked a little taller, and also made the Luoyang shovel less unattainable.

Luoyang Shovel was still silent, obviously not coming back to his senses from this bag of things.

"My tablemate in junior high school had a crush on a boy. Unfortunately, we went to the same high school three times, and the boy was still in the same class as me. When I was in junior high school, I sent a love letter to that boy on her behalf. So this time the boy participated in the group singing competition, and I was forced to give her another gift to cheer him on. Tang Yao explained the reason to Luoyang Shovel.

I just heard Luoyang shovel throw the things back to Tang Yao without hurry, "If you don't send it, it's okay." “

"You don't know, crushes are the most worrying. Other girls are also pitiful, so you can't be merciful. Tang Yao stuffed Xia Ying's bag of things into Luoyang Shovel's arms again, "I owe you a favor, next time you want to send a letter to a girl, a gift or something, I will definitely leave for you without saying a word." “

Tang Yao blinked his eyes and looked at Luoyang Shovel expectantly. Tang Yao stepped on the steps two knots higher than the Luoyang shovel, just at eye level with the Luoyang shovel, Tang Yao saw that the eyelashes of the Luoyang shovel were very long, just like his slender figure, and Yingying was upturned, which was incredibly beautiful. In terms of appearance, Luoyang shovel is thousands of times better than that Chen Xing, and it is no wonder that Tao Lili fell into the soul at first sight.

Tang Yao sighed secretly in her heart, but she didn't know that her unintentional facial expression turned into small stones and disturbed the small pond of Luoyang Shovel, which was originally as calm as water.