"Ahem...... This ......"

Fang Bingqing didn't know how to answer for a while.

Say no, Han Siwen has announced it, and he said 'no', what if it is not good for his image as an artist?

You say yes, but you really can't say it, after all, this lie is against your heart.

Just when she was struggling, the class bell rang in time.

Fang Bing secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

"I'm in class, we'll talk next time."

Zhao Ran said stupidly: "Okay." ”

But she took a step away and walked back again.

whispered, "Actually...... Actually, I think you and Coach Wen are a little more compatible. Coach Fang, I want you to be with Coach Wen, I think you two are like characters from comics. ”

Fang Bingqing: "......"

By the time Fang Bingqing came back to his senses, Zhao Ran had already trotted obediently into the team.

……

Until lunchtime, Fang Bingqing was still thinking about Zhao Ran's words.

"Bingqing, Bingqing!"

Duan Jinqian waved his hand in front of Fang Bingqing.

"Aang?"

"What do you think?" Duan Jinqian pointed to the bowl of noodles in front of Fang Bingqing, "Your noodles are going to bubble." ”

"Oh."

Fang Bingqing touched his nose, glanced at Wen Ci beside him, and didn't say anything in his heart.

"Hey, Bingqing." Duan Jinqian stepped forward and said mysteriously: "How did I hear the students in our class say that you have a boyfriend, is it really fake?" ”

"Puff~cough~"

Fang Bingqing was stuck in his throat by the noodles that had just been put into his mouth.

Wen Ci immediately unscrewed his mineral water and handed it forward, and by the way, he took out a pack of tissues from his pocket.

Jing Jing also helped pat Fang Bingqing's back while throwing Duan Jinqian a roll of the eyes.

"What are you asking?" Quietly, "Does the real or fake have anything to do with you?" ”

Duan Jinqian's childish flat mouth, "It's just a casual ask, if Bingqing has a boyfriend, we will naturally be happy for her." ”

After speaking, he squeezed his eyes at Wen Ci, and the two brothers said well: "What I said is right? ”

The gentle words narrowed his eyes and did not give any response.

At this moment, Han Siwen's call suddenly came in.

The moment Fang Bingqing saw the caller ID, he immediately raised his hand to protect the screen, for fear of being seen.

Walking out of the restaurant with his mobile phone, he turned into a vacant lot in front of the bamboo forest, and then answered the phone.

"Han Siwen, you hurt me miserably, do you know?"

Fang Bingqing said angrily.

"Why did you think you came up with such a bad idea last night?"

"I'm going to be secretly photographed when I take the subway now, and I will be gossiped by the students when I come to the martial arts hall to work part-time, and I can't even go back to the dormitory, so I have to hide in the poet's house!"

"I don't care, you have to log in to Weibo as soon as possible to clarify our relationship!"

Fang Bingqing was upset by a series of messy things, and the words he said didn't go through his brain.

After a few seconds, there was finally a sound on the other end of the phone.

But it's not a familiar male voice, it's a female voice.

"I'm Han Siwen's agent, Sister Meng, Miss Fang, let's meet."

The voice is crisp and clear, with the ability of a strong woman.

Fang Bing's expression straightened up and asked, "When?" ”

"Now."

Fang Bingqing was stunned: "Now?" ”

Sister Meng said, "I'm on the second floor of the café diagonally opposite your martial arts hall now. ”

Fang Bingqing: "...... Good. ”

After hanging up the phone, Fang Bingqing sent a WeChat message to Quiet.

Roughly speaking, he had some personal matters temporarily, and asked her to help collect the remaining half bowl of noodles.

Then I went to the café to meet Sister Meng on my own.