Chapter 87, Sweet Fight (3)

Lin Xiangyang was waiting inside the side door, and when he saw Chen Fengqi, he hurriedly asked, "Did you ask anything?" ”

Chen Fengqi snapped his fingers in front of Lin Xiangyang, and said with his eyebrows fluttering: "It's easy, I want to get her WeChat account." ”

"I asked you to ask them what they were here for?" Lin Xiangyang almost slapped Chen Fengqi on the head.

Chen Fengqi smiled from ear to ear, and said: "Good thing, boss, good thing, that little green plum of yours came to see you today." ”

These words made Lin Xiangyang's heart tremble.

Immediately, a warm stream spread throughout the body.

She had come to see him, but when she thought about it, she didn't know that he had returned, let alone that he had been asked to participate in the debate.

"Are you sure?"

Chen Fengqi was full of pride, "Sure, people said that they came to see the future of the little minister, isn't it you, I told you a long time ago, let you pay attention to your little Qingmei, such a good elementary school girl, let other pigs arch, what a pity." ”

"Smack".

Chen's abandoned head was forced, and his whole head was buzzing.

"Oh, boss, I'm thinking about you, but you beat me instead."

Lin Xiangyang's chest rose and fell imperceptibly for a moment before he said, "You can get out." ”

Before returning to the stage, Lin Xiangyang deliberately went to the bathroom and took a photo in the bathroom for a long time, not only carefully checking the clothes on his body, but also deliberately using water to make the slightly messy ends of his hair fit.

After going on stage, I pay more attention to my image and ensure that every demeanor is decent and elegant.

Seeing that Lin Xiangyang had finally returned, the principal pointed out the position, asked him to sit down, and explained the topic to be debated next, and asked them to debate with each other in pairs.

Lin Xiangyang took the debate outline and sat down, intentionally or unintentionally glanced at the crowd below, Xu is the figure of that person, for him, it is too familiar, and it may be the obsession in the depths of his heart that made him see her at a glance among so many people.

He is not tall, nor too short, and he looks a little embarrassed in the crowd, but his eyes looking at the stage are clear.

Was she looking at him?

However, in the next second, the answer that his gaze met made him surprised and annoyed.

She saw him obviously, but as if she had seen some monster, she glanced at him hurriedly, and then shrank into the crowd, and then, as if she were very mustard, she covered her face with her hand, and let the people behind her give way, while bending her waist.

She didn't come to see him.

What does the little minister in Chen Fengqi's mouth mean?

Lin Xiangyang couldn't figure it out for a while, and when she went to see Lin Jianxi again, she had already disappeared into the crowd.

In the next debate, he did it absent-mindedly, but fortunately, he was already witty, and even in a bad state, he still made the other party speechless.

During the intermission, he called Chen Fengqi over again, "My childhood best friend, what did you tell you, you can't say a word, you can't repeat it to me more." ”

Chen Fengqi was stunned for half a second, seeing the serious expression on Lin Xiangyang's face, and the surrounding air pressure began to get lower and lower, he swallowed his saliva, and tried to recall: "I probably said that I was helping your little Qingmei find a future minister, and I said that it was ...... said yes....... said yes, said that he wanted to choose one of the four major school grasses to be the future little minister. ”

Lin Xiangyang could almost feel his face turn blue.