Best friend Lin Miaomiao has been busy with the competition recently, and basically has no time to mix with Zhihua during the day.

"Drawing, look at this, it's really funny."

In the Sichuan restaurant, Lin Miaomiao, the two of them sat side by side, Lin Miaomiao swiped her mobile phone, and from time to time she came to the front of Zhihua, and the two of them laughed silly together.

Chen Mo sat opposite the two of them, he twitched the corners of his mouth helplessly, he felt that he was the superfluous one.

"Ahem, don't you two think you've ignored me?"

Chen Mo knocked lightly on the table, and he coughed lightly twice and said.

"Do you have a high presence?"

Knowing the painting, Lin Miaomiao, the two of them focused their eyes on Chen Mo's body at the same time, and said in unison.

Chen Mo: "??? ”

At this time, he was a little speechless.

In Qingda, he can be regarded as an existence that attracts the attention of thousands of people, but he has no sense of existence in front of these two people.

Chen Mo sometimes just couldn't figure out what went wrong.

"Okay, you guys go ahead."

Chen Mo sighed and played with his mobile phone boredly.

"Senior Song, what a coincidence."

Zhihua raised her eyes, and happened to meet Song Nanqiao's gaze, she was slightly stunned for a while, and then said hello.

Song Nanqiao was dressed in a suit and leather shoes, and walked into the Sichuan restaurant with a group of people in suits and leather shoes.

"What a coincidence."

Hearing this, Song Nanqiao nodded lightly at Zhihua.

His attitude was not distempered, just said hello, and followed those people into the box.

Zhihua's mood suddenly sank, she bit her lip gently, and the gap between her attitudes made her feel a little sad.

"Hey, isn't that the handsome guy from before?"

"I didn't seem to feel anything last time, but now I feel familiar when I look at it."

Lin Miaomiao approached Zhihua and said in Zhihua's ear.

"Song Nanqiao, a junior from the Department of Finance."

Zhihua pursed his lips and said, his mood was not high.

"When did you meet Senior Song when you painted?"

Chen Mo looked at Zhihua, they grew up together since childhood, and he saw Zhihua's emotions in his eyes.

Zhihua: "Recently. ”

"I remember, Senior Song, the myth of Qingda, now that he is only in his third year, the company is ready to get on the right track."

Lin Miaomiao suddenly patted her head and exclaimed.

The three of them each spoke their own words, and the topic was not on the same point, but there was an unexpected harmony.

"Paint, stay away from Song Nanqiao."

The three of them ate together, basically AA, Lin Miaomiao went to pay, Chen Mo and Zhihua sat and waited for her.

Chen Mo looked at Zhihua, and he said suddenly.

"Why?"

Subconsciously, Zhihua asked.

“…… You can't go wrong with being far away. ”

Chen Mo was a little speechless, he took a deep breath and said.

Song Nanqiao is not bad, he just doesn't want to know that the painting is so close to Song Nanqiao, he just wants them to stay away.

Probably this is a little bit of selfishness on his part.

I don't answer.

"Chen Mo, I'll go shopping with Painting, you go back to school first."

Lin Miaomiao paid the money, she hooked Zhihua's neck and said to Chen Mo.

"Hey, tell me what's going on with you and Song Nanqiao?"

"I've been busy these days, and I haven't taken care of you."

Lin Miaomiao gently pinched Zhihua's face and asked softly.

"I've had a few encounters with him."

In the face of the best girlfriends, Zhihua is fully revealed.

"Drawing, are you excited?"

Lin Miaomiao reached out and touched the position of Zhihua's heart, and she blinked her eyes gently.

“…… It seems like a little. ”

Zhihua hesitated for a moment, then nodded slightly.

It seems to be a little bit.

In her place, Song Nanqiao is a little different.

"Silly girl, if you like it, let's chase it, okay?"

"As the saying goes, women chase men, and you also have a chance."

Lin Miaomiao's tone was very light and light, and she blinked lightly at Zhihua.

Thinking of the picture of falling in love after knowing the painting, she is indeed a little unhappy, but the lifelong event of her best friend is the most important.

"Wow, draw, what's that up ahead? It's going to move. ”

Suddenly, the style of painting changed, and Lin Miaomiao pointed to the location of the elevator and asked Zhihua.

"I don't know, it's kind of scary."

Zhihua said cooperatively, and the two of them looked like they had never seen anything.

That fool stays together, and always behaves like a fool.

For example, at this moment, the two of them pointed to the elevator and pretended to be ignorant, and the heavy atmosphere just now was also abandoned.

"Miaomiao, hurry up, record me a video."

Zhihua stuffed her phone to Lin Miaomiao, and she learned a funny video of a blogger on Douyin.

"Hahaha."

Lin Miaomiao laughed while recording a video of Zhihua, and on the street, the two girls laughed like two fools.

"Pretty is pretty, but the brain is not very good."

Some passers-by saw it, shook their heads regretfully and commented.

"Drawing, aren't you afraid that your image will collapse?"

After recording the video, the two girls watched it next to each other, and Lin Miaomiao almost laughed.

"Do I have an image?"

Zhihua blinked lightly and asked.

What image is not imaged, in fact, she didn't deliberately maintain it at all, this is not familiar with those people, she doesn't talk much, and she is quiet and well-behaved in the eyes of others.

However, this is not the case.

When she was with Lin Miaomiao, she was purely a madman who came out of a mental hospital, and the two of them were as stupid as ever.

"Hey, hey, I don't have that here."

Lin Miaomiao hooked Zhihua's neck, she gently patted Zhihua's shoulder, and said solemnly.

Image?

Sorry, not really.

"Look, isn't that Senior Song?"

Suddenly, Lin Miaomiao pointed to the place of the mall.

"It's him."

Zhihua saw it at a glance, and she nodded.

can really recognize Song Nanqiao in the crowd at a glance.

Today's Song Nanqiao is dressed in a suit and leather shoes, exuding the breath of a working man, and he is like two people on weekdays.

"Meet again, do you want to drink milk tea?"

Song Nanqiao also saw Zhihua, and he greeted him with a smile.

His partners had already left first, and he was left alone.

The sudden familiarity made Zhihua stunned.

Obviously, his attitude was still cold when he met in the Sichuan restaurant just now, and although he couldn't say that he was very enthusiastic now, he was not cold.

Subconsciously, Zhihua wanted to refuse: "Ah, don't ......"

"Then I'm tired of Senior Song, I like to drink cheese berries and berries of ancient tea when painting."

Lin Miaomiao immediately covered Zhihua's mouth with her hand, and she said with a smile.

"Okay."

Song Nanqiao's gaze fell on Zhihua's face, and he nodded slightly.

Just now, it seems that I want to refuse.