Chapter 92: I don't like Yang Xi'an
"Cheng Qiran, you."
"Don't worry, I can't take a fancy to Fu Jun you like for a long time, it's just a classmate partner, I like him, what's the benefit for me?" Cheng Qiran teased.
"You."
never expected Cheng Qiran to say such a thing, he should have breathed a sigh of relief and was happy, but Yang Xi'an was so angry that he glared at Cheng Qiran at the moment.
"You're blocking the door."
Yang Xi'an was so angry that he only said one word you, seeing that Yang Xi'an was speechless, Cheng Qiran smiled disapprovingly, pushed away Yang Xi'an, who was blocking the door, took out the key to open the door and walked into the dormitory.
Cheng Qiran walked to his desk and began to rummage through Cheng Shunyao's song sheet.
Yang Xi'an, who was furious, did not leave, stood at the door, turned his head and glared at Cheng Qiran, his hands hanging at his side clenched tightly into fists.
Watching the play and seeing this step, the melon was not eaten in detail, and Lin Haina and Qin Meilu were still confused.
"Xi'an, what's wrong with you and Qi Ran?"
"Do you like Qi Ran?"
Qin Meilu, who was not afraid of death, directly threw out this question.
Yang Xi'an listened, turned around and glared at Qin Meilu angrily, his eyes as if he wanted to kill.
Looking at Yang Xi'an's extremely unfriendly gaze, Qin Meilu realized it later, showed her embarrassed and polite smile to Yang Xi'an, and ran into the dormitory with a cigarette.
"I'm not curious."
Seeing that Qin Meilu's thirty-six plans were ahead, Lin Haina also hurriedly left.
Yang Xi'an turned his head angrily and glared at the people in the dormitory, so angry that he was about to vomit blood, and left angrily.
Cheng Qiran sat in front of his desk, rummaging through the song sheet, the mobile phone on the side rang inappropriately, picked up the phone and saw that the caller ID was Cheng Shunyao, Cheng Qiran looked helpless.
"I'm looking for it, and I'll send it to you if I find it."
"How did you look for so long? Did you throw it away as garbage? "A thousand books
Cheng Shunyao on the other end of the phone was very worried.
After listening to Cheng Shunyao's words, Cheng Qiran stopped rummaging, held his head with one hand, and replied: "I think it's possible when you say that." ”
"Did you really throw it away?"
"Possibly, or you can make it up again."
"Cheng Qiran !!"
Hearing Cheng Qiran say that he couldn't get the song score, Cheng Shunyao, who was not calm, roared angrily on the spot.
Cheng Qiran was so noisy by Cheng Shunyao's roar that he kept his phone away from his ears, couldn't help frowning, and said angrily: "Brother, I still want my ears." ”
"Find the sheet by nine o'clock tonight, or I'll kill you."
After Cheng Shunyao finished speaking, he hung up the phone directly.
Cheng Qiran sighed and shook his head, helplessly put down his mobile phone, and continued to look for song scores.
Lin Haina and Qin Meilu stood beside them, staring at Cheng Qiran with inquiring eyes for a long time, and they didn't dare to say their curious questions directly.
Cheng Qiran felt the hot gaze of a certain two.
took out the song sheet that was sandwiched together as scratch paper in an exercise paper, and Cheng Qiran took two photos seriously and sent them to Cheng Shunyao before looking back at Lin Haina and Qin Meilu.
"I don't like Yang Xi'an."
"Huh?"
Lin Haina and Qin Meilu didn't react to Cheng Qiran's words for a while, and they were surprised at the same time.
Seeing this, Cheng Qiran smiled helplessly, Qin Meilu asked Yang Xi'an outside just now, but she heard it clearly and felt very drunk.
Cheng Qiran: "Don't you want to ask me this after watching me for a long time?" Your imagination is so rich. ”
"Hehe......"
Listening to Cheng Qiran's answer, Lin Haina and Qin Meilu glanced at each other and smiled awkwardly.