In the kitchen, Tang Yuchen was cleaning up Song Zhiyi's mess, and Song Zhiyi, who was outside the kitchen, had already reluctantly swiped Weibo.

Her new book has been loved by her fans, and it's really fun for her. The current achievement is something that Song Zhiyi, who has just started writing novels, can't even think of.

A WeChat message popped up directly above the phone screen, and Jiang Yan pulled her into the class group.

The people in the class group blew up when they saw Song Zhiyi entering the group.

Li Feng: [This is...... Song Zhiyi? Jiang Yan】

WU Qiang; [My God, Song Zhiyi? 】

Wu Liming: [Is she coming to our class reunion too, wow, I'm looking forward to it.] 】

Wu Qiang: [Song Zhiyi, don't forget to come! ] 】

Jiang Yan: [Look at you, don't scare Song Zhiyi]

......

The messages in the group were 99+ in an instant, and Song Zhiyi watched the messages one after another, so he simply turned on Do Not Disturb.

After all, she is not ready to face them now, and it is better to reduce her presence in the group.

Unconsciously, Tang Yuchen had already brought out the prepared meal.

He sat opposite Song Zhiyi and looked at Song Zhiyi, who was staring at the phone.

After a long time, seeing that Song Zhiyi was still in a daze, he slowly spoke: "Don't be in a daze, let's eat quickly." ”

Song Zhiyi came back to his senses at this time, looked at the dishes in front of him, and swallowed his saliva.

Sure enough, she didn't know anything but to eat.

"Wow, Professor, this is delicious!" Song Zhiyi pointed to the braised chicken nuggets in front of him, and didn't forget to give Tang Yuchen a thumbs up, "You said that you can come to my house every day to cook for me in the future?" ”

“......”

Tang Yuchen's eyes darkened, and he looked at Song Zhiyi quietly.

Song Zhiyi can't take care of Tang Yuchen, she is now immersed in the world of food, and no one can disturb her.

Soon, the plate of braised chicken nuggets in front of Song Zhiyi bottomed out, and Song Zhiyi added two meals on the way.

The last time she went to Tang Yuchen's house for dinner, because Gu Liyan was also there, she was embarrassed to eat more, so she ate a small half bowl of rice, and now she ......

Wait a minute!

She almost forgot Tang Yuchen's existence!

Song Zhiyi, who realized afterwards that Tang Yuchen was still sitting opposite him, looked at Tang Yuchen a little uncomfortably, and reluctantly squeezed out a smile: "Hiccup-professor...... The food you cook is really delicious, I think your future girlfriend will be very happy in the future! ”

As soon as he said this, Song Zhiyi regretted it a little. Although Zhou Feifei told herself to test Tang Yuchen, although she was also a "love master" with rich theoretical experience, but in reality, she ...... She coaxed again.

"I don't have a girlfriend." Tang Yuchen looked at her directly and said flatly.

Not now, and not in the future.

In Tang Yuchen's view, love and love are not so important to him. He doesn't like to waste time on this kind of thing, and he doesn't have the energy to fall in love.

Song Zhiyi blinked, as if he didn't hear clearly: "Huh? Then he silently added:

"Uh...... If you don't dislike it, I'm not going to be your girlfriend......"

Then he glanced at Tang Yuchen's deep eyes with a weak heart, and immediately explained: "Ah no, professor, I ...... I'm kidding. ”

Tang Yuchen just watched Song Zhiyi's performance quietly, but his weak heart looked like a frightened kitten.

The corners of Tang Yuchen's mouth hooked up slightly, he was not stupid, he could see what this kid was thinking about him.

But her temptation to wander off the border made him not know how to refuse.

But in retrospect, I was tolerant enough of her, and this tolerance may have led to the current situation.

Tang Yuchen, who had always been able to see himself clearly, suddenly couldn't see clearly at this moment.

He didn't know what was wrong with him, and when the girl in front of him stood under the street lamp holding roses and asked him if he could chase him, if he had changed to before, he would have refused a long time ago.

I don't know why, I didn't refuse that day. Although it is not explicitly agreed, it is actually equivalent to acquiescence.

Tang Yuchen really didn't know what kind of emotions he had for Song Zhiyi.

He doesn't know love, and he doesn't know love.

Tang Yuchen felt that maybe he just regarded her as Tang Tiantian, so he would give in every way.

Song Zhiyi's mobile phone ringtone interrupted Tang Yuchen's thoughts.

Song Zhiyi looked at the caller ID and saw that it was the editor Li who was urging the manuscript, and without thinking too much, he pressed Answer.

"Song Zhiyi!"

Editor Li on the phone was like eating fireworks, still shouting in a big throat: "Song Zhiyi! Good news! Good news! ”

"......" Could it be that Jiangnan Leather Factory has closed down again?

"Hello? You're not listening! Really good news! ”

"Hello? Feed? ”

Song Zhiyi swallowed the food in his mouth a little helplessly, and pressed the amplification: "I'm listening......"

"Just listen, let me tell you, your copy of "Professor Mo Da" already has ......"

Without waiting for Editor Li to finish speaking, Song Zhiyi hurriedly put down his chopsticks and hung up the phone.

Song Zhiyi's face flushed, swallowed, and bit his lip a little unsure of what to do.

It's over, Tang Yuchen should have heard it......

Song Zhiyi felt that he was like a lamb to be slaughtered now, so he waited for Tang Yuchen's order to slaughter himself.

"Why didn't you listen to her?"

Song Zhiyi raised his head in shame and looked at Tang Yuchen lazily leaning on the back of the chair, playing with a lighter with one hand, with an imperceptible smile in his tone.

made her feel even more empty-hearted.

"Nothing important....."

Before Song Zhiyi finished speaking, he was interrupted by the doorbell.

Song Zhiyi got up a little embarrassed to open the door, and as soon as the door was opened, he saw Editor Li rushing in directly and hugging Song Zhiyi:

"I'll tell you! Your "Professor's Moda Da" has already been picked up by a publishing company! So you have to write well, you can't break it, you can't end it, you know no! ”

Song Zhiyi's heart was like ashes at the moment.

Song Zhiyi broke free from Editor Li's embrace and glanced at Editor Li, wanting to tell her that there were still guests.

"Eh, Song Zhiyi, what's the matter with your eyes, keep slanting back and forth? Are you sick? ”

...... "Hehe, you're sick."

"I'll tell you, you really opened my eyes this time......" Editor Li said as he took a pair of slippers for himself and put them on, straightened up and saw the man sitting at the dining table, and changed his words, "I'll wipe it!" Okay, you Song Zhiyi, there are handsome guys who don't call me? You actually had a private meeting with a handsome guy behind my back! ”

"...... Editing"

Song Zhiyi wanted to stop Editor Li, but as soon as she stretched out her hand, she was slapped off by Editor Li, and when she came back to her senses, Editor Li had already run in front of Tang Yuchen.

"Wow, handsome guy, you're so handsome!"

"Does the handsome guy have a partner?"

"If you have a partner, do you mind having one more?"

"It's okay to mind, can you give me your single brother?"

Tang Yuchen pursed his lips a little helplessly and looked at Song Zhiyi, who was already stunned, and raised his eyebrows.

At this moment, Song Zhiyi only felt that his world had collapsed, and he didn't have time to think about what he should do, so he just stood there in a daze.

She thought that she was already "shameless", but she didn't expect it, she didn't expect that this fatal Li was even more shameless than her.

When Editor Li saw Tang Yuchen with a cold face, he didn't care about himself, so he had no choice but to walk back to Song Zhiyi's side and stand side by side with Song Zhiyi.

So the picture became the owner of Tang Yuchen's house, and Song Zhiyi and the others looked like they came to the teacher's house to be trained.

Editor Li cautiously touched Song Zhiyi's hand and whispered, "He...... Why does he look so fierce? Like a teacher. ”

"He was meant to be a professor."

？

Editor Li was shocked for a while and couldn't hold back and shouted: "Professor? Is he the prototype of your book? ”

"......" Song Zhiyi really wanted to give Fatal Li a big mouth and tell her to shut up.

"You're quieter!" Song Zhiyi gritted his teeth and touched Editor Li's shoulder, and then looked at Tang Yuchen embarrassedly, "What's that, don't listen to her nonsense, I didn't!" ”

Song Zhiyi never thought that his vest would fall off in this situation.

Tang Yuchen raised his eyebrows slightly, nodded, stood up, and looked at the two people: "You get busy first, I'll go first." ”

Song Zhiyi watched Tang Yuchen leave his house with trepidation, closed his eyes and breathed a long sigh of relief.

"Eh, Song Zhiyi, if I didn't come today, I wouldn't know you actually had this handsome guy?"

The corners of Song Zhiyi's mouth twitched: "Then do I still want to thank you?" ”

Fatal Lee sat unceremoniously on the sofa in the living room: "Let me tell you, your book is really well written, don't drop the chain for me." Originally, I just wanted to call you to let you know, but you were fine, and you hung up the phone in the middle of the conversation, so I can only come to your house after work to inform you. ”

Song Zhiyi glanced at Editor Li sadly, sighed, and scratched his hair in distress: "I don't know if I can write it well, I only know that if the professor gets angry about this matter, then I estimate that the article will be abolished, let alone film and television, it is estimated that it will be difficult to finish." ”

When Tang Yuchen left, he was no different from usual, but maybe it was because of Song Zhiyi's weakness or crankiness, anyway, Song Zhiyi now felt that Tang Yuchen must be angry.

Li looked at Song Zhiyi, who had a sad face, and confidently patted Song Zhiyi's shoulder: "What are you afraid of?" Why don't you just coax him? ”

Song Zhiyi glanced at Fatal Li and asked, "How do you coax?" ”

Li stretched out his hands and shrugged his shoulders: "I am a single dog for 10,000 years, do you think I will know?" This kind of thing, it's up to you. ”

"......" is really better than a word.

Tang Yuchen, who came out of Song Zhiyi's house, opened his mobile phone after entering the elevator, typed "Professor Mo Mo Da" in the browser, and clicked in after seeing the page that popped up clearly.