With a 'bang', the crisp sound of the plates falling on the table stirred up a slight wave in the somewhat noisy canteen.

And Lin Hao, who had been holding Concubine Ye's fingers, was also stunned, obviously feeling that the air pressure beside him was a little lower, and even breathing seemed to have become a little laborious.

Concubine Ye looked up, and she was facing Song Yichen's sweeping gaze.

His eyes are hidden under the gold-framed lenses, reflecting a touch of sharpness, which is inexplicably frightening.

Concubine Ye frowned slightly when she saw him sitting down, didn't she say that Song Yichen was very difficult to contact, and he rarely shared a table with others, why did he sit here now.

Sure enough, except for Concubine Ye, everyone else also whispered because of his actions today.

"Huh? What's going on over there? How could Song Yichen sit with Lin Hao and Ye Han? ”

"Yes, I haven't seen him at the same table during the time he has been here, do you think he has something to do with the guy named Ye Han?"

"No, that Ye Han isn't pretty......"

"Is that he and Lin Hao acquainted? I haven't heard of it, what the hell is going on? ”

The people who were chatting around gradually focused their eyes on this table, as if this ordinary table had a fatal attraction.

Zhang Wen, who was at the table by the window, saw this scene in her eyes, revealing a touch of unwillingness, and her voice was not loud, but she ensured that everyone within a certain range could listen: "What nonsense? As far as Ye Han looks like, Song Yichen can't take a fancy to her unless she is blind, what kind of mandarin duck spectrum are you messing around here, salty and eating radishes and worrying about it! ”

Xin'er, who was not far away, said with some dissatisfaction after hearing this: "Oh, how much vinegar is put in the dishes in the canteen today, why is it so sour~ It seems that the earth is not revolving around someone, and someone is not happy!" ”

Zhang Wen's face was a little ugly, and she turned her head to look at Xin'er with a touch of resentment.

A little intern dares to talk to himself like this, this mouth is really unclean!

Pingping, who was beside Xin'er, didn't notice the anger between the two, the chopsticks kept holding up to their mouths, forgetting to move, their eyes always fell on Ye Han's table, looking at the movement over there, I didn't know what they were thinking.

Listening to the discussions around him, Su Mohan frowned, as if he was a little dissatisfied that wherever he went, there were a group of long-tongued women chewing the root of his tongue behind his back, but he didn't know that the Wang Ba Qi he had on his body, even if he rolled twice in the coal pile, it would still attract the attention of others.

"Hello Photographer Song, I heard that your works have won awards in the world, and I have long admired you, but I have only been a shallow learner, and I have never dared to take the liberty of disturbing." Lin Hao put the chopsticks that had been holding in his right hand on the plate this time, stretched out his two hands and tried to shake hands with Su Mohan, seemingly quite excited.

The corners of Concubine Ye's eyes twitched, and she began to wonder if this Lin Hao was easily excited.

Otherwise, I was excited when I saw myself just now, why was Song Yichen so excited to see him......

But in the face of the two hands stretched out, Su Mohan frowned and avoided it, as if he didn't see it, picked up the chopsticks and lowered his head to continue eating, not paying attention to Lin Hao's meaning at all.

Lin Hao looked at the hands that were empty, and couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed, reached out and grabbed his hair, turned his head to look at Concubine Ye and laughed dryly.

Concubine Ye said: "He's like this, in fact, there is no malice, you don't have to think about it." ”