Song Huanian took out his mobile phone and opened the interface of the collection code: "Why didn't you say it earlier?" I've been urging the teacher for a few days, and I feel uncomfortable looking at the bare students in my class. ”

Song Cihuan happily opened and scanned, fortunately, the speed of 4G is quite fast, and it was refreshed in an uproar.

But one second he was still laughing, and the next second his face was black. Song Ci looked at the collection information that popped up, raised the corners of his mouth and slowly retracted it, until the harvest was flat, and there was even a tendency to bend downward.

Song Ci was expressionless, and pointed the payment message on the mobile phone interface to Song Huanian: "What's the matter?" Please give me a reasonable explanation, what's going on? ”

"What's going on? What are you talking about, why don't I understand it, I don't understand, I don't understand. Song Huanian covered his eyes and didn't look at Song Ci's expression, and began to pretend to be stupid.

"I said, Song Da class leader. Although it is a good habit to have a sense of protection, it is unnecessary to be wary of your classmates. I just want to give you back! Song Ci almost wanted to roar, but thinking about it carefully, there didn't seem to be anything wrong with Song Huanian's approach.

In this way, there will be a lot less unnecessary trouble in the future, at least it will not be cheaper for other male students who like to take advantage.

Of course, our Song Ci classmates are different, we just want to give the door panel money to the class leader. Yes, very simple, very simple. Not the slightest thought of anything else, no!

Song Huanian ignored him and continued to pretend to be stupid: "Didn't you just say that you wanted to give me the money for the door panel?" Isn't it necessary to open the payment code? Oh, could it be that there are other places on WeChat that can collect money? How did I not know? ”

Song Huanian smiled slightly, blinking his big apricot eyes, and his face was full of innocence.

Song Ci took a deep breath and was almost sent away by Song Huanian without a breath. I breathed heavily, as if there was no oxygen left in the world after taking this mouthful.

"Squad leader." Song Ci also smiled, picked up the mobile phone, opened the data card, and clicked on the WeChat personal information page. He also blinked his phoenix eyes, and said slowly word by word: "Click on this two-dimensional-code, and then open the scan-one-scan!" You can add friends, and then you can transfer money or send red envelopes! ”

A hint of slyness flashed in his eyes, but his tone was as careful and serious as teaching a kindergarten child to learn Hanyu Pinyin.

However, it is not the author who reveals the old bottom, this patience is also aimed at Song Huanian. Otherwise, you try someone else, and if you don't say anything else, just get a five-year-old very obedient child.

Song Ci can also bully him and cry every minute, how can he be patient? It depends on the person!

Song Huanian put away his smile, his eyes were fierce: "You! What the hell do you want to do! ”

Song Ci surrendered with both hands to show that he gave up, and said in a light tone: "It's nothing, I just want to add you to WeChat, I don't mean anything else." ”

He had already given up and added so many little girls' WeChat, but he didn't expect to suffer Waterloo here in Song Huanian, it was too much of a failure.

Song Huanian's next words were so angry that he wanted to call the person who invented WeChat to ask why he invented WeChat! Why!

"Add me to WeChat? You said it earlier! Song Huanian's eyes widened and said, "Wouldn't it be good if you just said it?" I don't like you like the way you look! ”

She picked up the mobile phone that Song Ci threw on the stool, skillfully opened it and scanned it, scanned the QR code of her personal information, clicked to confirm, added it successfully, and did it in one go.

Adding WeChat is a trivial matter, as long as it is a person in the 21st century, there should be no can't. She actually doesn't mean anything else, she just wants to kill Song Ci's sharpness, why does she like to play word games?

In the contact name column, Song Huanian was stunned for a moment and entered a few words.

She put the phone back into Song Ci's hand: "Now, isn't this enough?" ”

Song Ci looked down at the remarks - Song Huanian (remember to pay back the money), and couldn't help laughing at himself: "I said squad leader, are you looking at money?" Or are you really short of money? The remarks are so direct, if they are seen by others, it seems that I am short of money. ”

Song Huanian looked at his mobile phone and raised his eyebrows: "Originally, the purpose of adding my WeChat was to repay the money, or to order it directly, there are so many misunderstandings in the province." Right, Master Song? ”

She looked at the note to Song Ci - a glance.

Looking back at the young man's side face, he opened his lips silently: "Right, my Song master?" ”

Mine, Master Song.

It was the weekend, and Tang Sinian finally escaped the eyes of the doctors, as well as the surveillance of Song Tianlin and Tang Yun, and slipped into the garden of the hospital. He basked in the sun and stretched lazily.

It was originally a small allergy, and things were not that serious. It's just that Song Tianlin feels that since he came to the hospital once, he should be treated well, although he can't directly eradicate the roots, but at least he should be treated well.

Before the onset of this episode, Downian had not had allergies for a long time. It's been so long that even I forgot that I'm allergic to ginger.

The chrysanthemums in the hospital are blooming, and the faint fragrance of flowers wafts in the air, and many patients come to the garden in wheelchairs to bask in the sun.

Tang Sinian sat under the promenade and watched a small child painting on the lawn with an easel not far away. Feeling funny, he got up and walked over.

He walked very lightly, and the child did not notice, but seriously took the paintbrush and stained a little green on the palette, and painted the part of the canvas that should be leaves.

It was a sunflower, but the child was facing a cluster of chrysanthemums.

Painting sunflowers in front of chrysanthemums?

"The flowers blooming in the garden are chrysanthemums, but how did you draw sunflowers?" Downs spoke softly.

The child did not raise his eyes, but pointed to the flowerbed with a paintbrush and did not speak.

Tang Sinian got up slightly and looked at the flower bed seriously. Sure enough, a sunflower stood inside, just the same color as the chrysanthemum, and it couldn't be distinguished if you didn't look carefully.

The sunflowers on the children's canvas are very bright, which does not match the color of the sunflowers in the flowers, and they are too bright.

"Your color is a little wrong, it's too bright, and the aesthetics will be tired."

“......”

The child draws and ignores him.

"The leaves are a little bigger, so the sunflowers are covered up and don't protrude."

“......”

The child still paints and still ignores him.

Tang Sinian was a little embarrassed, not picking on thorns, and asked him, "Why don't you speak?" ”

The child slapped the paintbrush on the palette and turned his face to look at him, his face was really not good-looking: "Can you not speak!" Haven't you ever heard that you can't disturb others while they're drawing? ”

Tang Sinian hit a wall, innocently touched his nose, pursed his lips, and stood up.

He looked around and saw a familiar figure.