Two hours later, Cheng Nuo once again dialed Song Mingxi's phone while eating breakfast. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

The phone was picked up after ringing four or five times, and Song Mingxi's vigilant voice sounded on the other side: "Hey, what are you calling again?" ”

Cheng Nuo got straight to the point: "Where is it?" ”

The other side was silent for a while, as if he didn't want to answer, and after a while, he looked very reluctant: "At school... What do you want? ”

… Answer correctly, it seems that today's bodes well!

"Very good," Cheng Nuo drank the soup in the bowl in one gulp: "Wait for me at school, I'll look for you later." ”

"No way!" Song Mingxi's voice improved significantly, and then he lowered it again as if he thought of something: "You promised me yesterday that you would not do anything excessive to me again." ”

Cheng Nuo was stunned: "I didn't want to do anything excessive to you." ”

"To me, to meet you, no, to talk to you is too much! Not to mention asking you to come to our school to find me..."Song Mingxi said in a resolute tone: "I tell you, this is absolutely impossible. ”

… Hey, my temper tantrum!

Cheng Nuo's tone sank: "I don't want your photos to fly all over the sky, just tell me immediately what time and in which classroom you are in today!" ”

“… Bastard! ”

"I'll count to three," Cheng Nuo stood up and walked out, maintaining a cold tone, the villains are like this: "1..."

"Kendo Hall!" Song Mingxi hung up the phone hatefully.

… Sample, fight with me?

Cheng Nuo looked at the time, it was just past eight o'clock, and the Korean university was too strange, and it was actually a physical education class at this point. But it doesn't matter, physical education classes are also classes, and kendo halls are also classrooms... As long as you bring another flower and rose, there is nothing wrong with it!

Cheng Nuo went out to take a taxi, reported the location in dumb language, and came directly to Song Mingxi's school. As he expected, there would be no shortage of flowers in the vicinity of such a women's university. I don't know if it's influenced by the university, but the quality of the clerks who sell flowers is also good, and they can speak English and Chinese. Cheng Nuo picked a rose very smoothly and put it in his bag... One is enough, and more is a waste.

Buying flowers went smoothly, but entering the school gate was not so smooth. Cheng Nuo was stopped by the guards and asked to register, and the entry and exit control of women's universities is stricter than that of ordinary universities, especially for men. This is also the proper meaning, but it is very troublesome for Cheng Nuo... He doesn't have an identity.

This also reminded Cheng Nuo once again that if it is not possible to send flowers, dance, or slap his ears, the problem of identity must be solved. Otherwise, don't say anything else, accommodation will be a problem, these two days are recorded with Song Mingxi's ID card, if you really set foot on the road of no return as a screenwriter, it is not a matter of one or two days, and you can't always be a black household.

However, getting an ID card is not something that can be done, Cheng Nuo looked at the doorman who was impartial, and he didn't bother to bother with him, turned around and walked along the wall of the university for a while, found a corner, borrowed a step, and turned into it directly with his hand.

Two low-pitched exclamations rang out. Cheng Nuo looked at it, it was really a century-old school, there were many tricks, and this early morning not only held physical education classes indoors, but also outdoor sports were also very rich.

Looking at the frightened pair of men and women in front of them, it seems that it is a pair of teachers and students, although the woman's face can't be seen clearly, but from the exposed skin, she can tell that she is a young man, and the man's temples are already a little white, according to the design of the women's university, if it is not an outsider like Cheng Nuo who comes in over the wall, it can only be a teacher here.

Of course, Cheng Nuo wouldn't worry about this kind of thing, so he made a gesture to continue, and turned to leave, and the man was obviously relieved. Cheng Nuo took two steps and retreated, and asked for directions under the man's nervous expression before leaving.

… Judging from the man's familiarity with this place, it is very likely that he is a teacher.

Fortunately, I met these two people, otherwise Cheng Nuo would really not be able to find a place, and Cheng Nuo walked on the campus of Nuo University for a while and didn't meet other people. This made Cheng Nuo's heart feel inexplicably uneasy.

This kind of uneasiness reached the extreme after entering the kendo hall, and there were only two people in the quite large kendo hall, hey, ha, who were practicing.

Seeing Cheng Nuo come in, the two stopped, one of them was about to speak, but the other had a flash of eyes, "Ah! With a coquettish shout, he jumped up in two steps, and the bamboo sword in his hand slashed straight down at Cheng Nuo.

… This voice, this figure, who would it be if it wasn't Song Mingxi?

Of course, this little trick will not be put in Cheng Nuo's eyes, Cheng Nuo didn't even retreat, he turned on one side slightly, twisted his wrist, and not only did the bamboo sword fall to the ground, but his arm was also twisted backwards and pressed to kneel on one leg.

"Bastard, let go of me," Song Mingxi struggled and said, "You have the ability to compete with me in kendo." ”

Cheng Nuo ignored her, holding on to a fluke mentality: "Are you in class?" ”

"What?" Song Mingxi was stunned.

"I asked if you were in class?"

Song Mingxi replied angrily while trying his best to break free: "What class?" It's all a holiday! ”

"Holiday?" Cheng Nuo was stunned: "How long?" ”

"It's more than two months away, why are you asking this?" Song Mingxi said: "You hurry up and let go of me!" ”

Cheng Nuo exhaled, more than two months?

"Who are you, sir? Please let go of Myeong-hee immediately..."Another person in the kendo hall walked over quickly, it was also a woman, and she had a very powerful feeling, although she couldn't see her appearance clearly, but her eyes were full of warning from the mask.

Speaking of the high-quality people in this university, they are listening to Cheng Nuo and Song Mingxi speaking English, and this person who came over is also speaking English, although it is a little stumbling, but it does not affect the understanding.

Cheng Nuo turned his head to look at the woman: "What are you doing?" ”

"I'm the coach here." The woman who claimed to be the coach looked at Cheng Nuo: "Sir..."

… Instructor? There are coaches and students, even if it is a holiday, this can be said to be a private tutoring class, right?

"Ding!" Before Cheng Nuo could think clearly, a translucent window popped up in front of it.

"There is a trick to successfully steal the show, ready to execute the vulnerability scanning program, please wait..."

"The vulnerability scanner is ready, start scanning..."

"Tick!" The progress bar is full.

"The search is complete, and no vulnerabilities have been found!"

"Vulnerability: Not found."

"Giveaway: Helpless."

"Description: Immediate onset, duration of two minutes."

… Helpless?

A feeling of physical weakness immediately spread throughout the body.

"Please let it go immediately!" The coach then finished what he wanted to say: "Otherwise...".

In fact, there is no need for her to say it, and Cheng Nuo, who is powerless, can no longer suppress Song Mingxi, who has not broken the struggle.

Song Mingxi twisted her arm slightly, and was suddenly surprised to find that she had actually broken free from the shackles that had made her desperate, and she didn't have time to think about it, Song Mingxi, whose mind was filled with anger and humiliation, was only slightly stunned, and subconsciously kicked over.

Cheng Nuo was kicked out directly. This is also the first time he has been knocked down since the iron cloth shirt was completed. The only thing Cheng Nuo can do is to land at a reluctantly different angle in the air, so as not to press the bag behind him, the mobile phone is there, Cheng Nuo resists falling, that thing is not necessarily.

Song Mingxi was in high spirits, picked up the bamboo sword that fell to the ground and chased it over, and kicked it for a while.

Cheng Nuo tightly protected the bag under him.