Chapter 30: You can't be like the other little sisters

Lin Jing actually had a little bit of tension before the game.

Time passed minute by minute, Zou Fuyan still didn't contact Lin Jing, Lin Jing opened WeChat and read it several times, and the chat interface with Zou Fuyan was still the last sentence he sent.

Lin Jing: "Zou Fuyan? It's almost two o'clock, what about you? ”

Still no answer.

Lin Jing couldn't sit still, got up and went to the competition venue, where a big stage was set up, and the huge screen was playing event advertisements, and the surrounding stage was already full of people, all waiting for the start of the game at two o'clock. Some delegates have already started to draw lots.

Lin Jing glanced at the crowd and didn't see Zou Fuyan.

There are ten minutes left until the game.

Lin Jing opened WeChat again, and then directly played Zou Fuyan's video.

The video was hung up directly at that end as soon as it rang twice, Lin Jingzou eyebrows, and then played, and was hung up directly after two sounds.

Lin Jing: "Zou Fuyan? What do you mean? ”

Didn't get a reply.

Lin Jing stood far away from the stage, watching the game start, watching other players on the field, watching the crowd of onlookers cheering because of a wave of wonderful operations, she raised her wrist to look at the time, it was already four o'clock...... Their team's game time had long since passed, and she had seen that on the flow chart, their team had all been crossed with an X and a waiver.

Lin Jing left the Wantang Building.

When I came, the sky outside was still sunny and bright, but when I came out, it became a little gloomy and gloomy.

Lin Jing got on the bus home, leaned his head against the glass window and looked at the street scene flowing through the window.

Half a month's expectation, half a month's hard work, and half a month's hope have all turned into nothing just now. That kind of loss, Lin Jing actually wanted to cry a little!

When the mobile phone rang the message, Lin Jing saw Zou Fuyan's name.

Zou Fuyan: There is something in the afternoon, and the game can't be played.

Lin Jing looked at the message sent by Zou Fuyan, and the corners of her mouth involuntarily raised a little mockery, she did not reply to Zou Fuyan's message.

It was as if she knew something very well.

Zou Fuyan did it on purpose, deliberately not to participate in the competition. It's like what she said when she messaged him in the morning: I have something to do, and I can't go at ten o'clock!

From start to finish, this game is only what she really cares about.

And Zou Fuyan, or Zou Fuyan's roommate, they don't care about this game at all, they just want to play, otherwise why would they say that even if they won the first place, all the bonuses would be given to her? They are all sons and daughters of rich families, and they don't care about that little bit of prize money, and they don't care that it's a game. They just participate as they want, and don't participate if they don't want to.

So, because she didn't go with them at ten in the morning, they didn't end up going to the game she was looking forward to, did they?

When Lin Jing got home, he didn't even eat dinner and lay directly on the bed.

It's just that all of a sudden I feel so tired, so tired!

A little later, Zou Fuyan sent another message.

Zou Fuyan: "Are you angry? ”

Lin Jing watched it for a long time, and finally replied to the message.

Lin Jing: "What can I be angry about?" Who's angry? It's me who should say I'm sorry, I'm sorry I can't do what you rich kids want, I can't make you happy like other young ladies, I can play together according to your wishes, I can't come at ten o'clock, I can't have lunch with you, I'm sorry! ”