"Oh yes, my name is Song Hao. Transfer students who just transferred to another school today. Nice to meet you, young lady." Song Hao let go of Song Xian's sleeve that was tightly tugged in his hand, and a shy smile appeared on a face that was as white as silk cloth.

Song Hao? He also has the surname Song?

Song Xian secretly sighed at the coincidence of this surname, and at the same time realized that the other party was a transfer student who only came today, judging from the current progress of the training and application in the dance school, it is estimated that it will not be the same class of students, and it should be the next primary school brother who entered the school early.

Thinking about these trivialities carefully, Song Hao really felt a little bit like Song Xian's younger brother.

"Ahem, nice to meet you. Also, I don't need you to do my laundry." Even if she was stained with the smell of snail powder, it was quite a headache for Song Xian, but she had always been soft-hearted, and she still felt that she asked Song Hao to help her deal with this liquid that was stained on her clothes and she couldn't tell what it was...... It's too much of a bully for children. simply declined his request.

"How bad is this," Song Hao was obviously more childish than Song Xian's mind, he just felt that helping Song Xian wash her clothes was an apology, and he didn't pay attention to Song Xian's embarrassed look, and was sure that the dirt on Song Xian's body was the snail soup that he accidentally spilled. "If I do something wrong, I have to take it myself. Just hand me over your shirt and pants when the time comes, I'll wait for you, and I'll help you clean it up!" Chinese Net

Song Xian was speechless again.

It's hard to talk about being isolated by your roommates and stuffing a bunch of foul-smelling garbage downstairs to throw it away, especially in front of someone you've just met.

Song Hao insisted so much that Song Xian couldn't help it, so she simply left the cafeteria with him, promising him that he would change his coat and hand it over to him.

After arriving downstairs in the dormitory, Song Hao stood obediently and waited, straight like a young cypress that had just begun to draw strips.

Song Xian walked upstairs quickly, and because of the smell of her body, her roommates rolled their eyes for a while.

Of course, they can be so thick-skinned that they completely ignore the fact that "the smell on Song Xian's body is caused by their own hands".

Song Xian hurriedly changed her clothes and went downstairs, handing over the dirty clothes to Song Hao so that she could take him away, so she didn't even care about what the roommates said behind her back.

...... "I've replaced all of these, I'm sorry for you." When Song Xian handed out the clothes, her scalp was numb.

Out of self-protection prudence and that bit of self-esteem, the wrong is wrong, and the children who are wronged by others wash their dirty clothes for nothing...... It's not quite authentic, but it's much better than telling him directly, or having any chance of leading him to guess that he's being rounded and flattened by someone else.

"Don't worry, young lady." Song Hao doesn't honestly call Song Xian "senior sister", but uses the title of "little sister", which is easy to reveal a little coquettish, "I am very good at washing clothes, and I promise, in case I really don't help you clean up, I will definitely buy you new clothes."

Hearing him say this, Song Xian hurriedly muttered to herself in her heart and emphasized:

No, that little brother must not be allowed to continue to be the wronged leader. It's a shame to ask him to help with the laundry, and it would be a bit too bullying to pay for a brand new one.

"It's okay, I trust you. Thou hast washed this garment, and it will be as clean as new." She couldn't wait to write the sentence "Don't buy me new clothes" on her face, desperately guaranteeing that she really only needed Song Hao to help her wash the dirt on the surface of her clothes at most.

"Well, I remember, young lady, don't worry." After Song Hao finished speaking, he turned around and left in a dashing manner, and the back of him trotting away with his clothes was quite youthful in Japanese dramas.

Song Xian: So why do you keep calling me Little Sister...... How do you feel that this child is a little bit big and not small.

Then again, this kid's laundry skills should be quite trustworthy.

His skin is the kind of white and tender that girls will envy when they see it, but he also wears a pure white t-shirt, which is more like a campus romance male protagonist.

But he was in the cafeteria, and he also served a bowl of snail noodles that were most likely to stain his clothes.

Can it be seen that he is really good at washing clothes? At least he didn't seem to worry about his clothes getting dirty.

......, "Little Master, where can I find you a dry cleaner around here?" The material of this dress itself is not expensive, it seems to be just polyester acrylic and the like, and it can be washed. Why don't I take this outfit back to my house today and clean it for you?" There was a rare extra-long luxury car parked outside the dance school, and a man in a suit and leather shoes was staring inexplicably at the little young master who got into the car with two stinky clothes.

Why is it that today's top priority will be doing laundry? The driver in a suit was puzzled.

"I don't feel at ease if you bring it back, I promised people that I must wash this clothes cleanly." Song Hao frowned, his mouth pursed, and he was a little unhappy.

Seeing this, the driver hurriedly retracted his previous words, "You're right, then I'll find a more reliable dry cleaner for you, you wait, I'll check it out."

The young master is the little ancestor of the Song family. The Song family has always held him in the palm of their hands for fear of falling, and holding him in their mouths for fear of melting. He is just a driver, employed by the Song family, and it is impossible to work against the Song family.

...... In fact, in the young master's little head, there is no concept of "hands" or not "hands".

What he means by "doing the laundry for others" is nothing more than finding a high-quality dry cleaner for others, even specializing in cleaning high-end clothes.

Give them the clothes. Wouldn't it be nice for professionals to solve professional problems?

The driver spread out the clothes and took a look, there were only a few stains on them, which showed that the young master did not cause any serious trouble. Now the lord and the lady should also rest assured.

The driver secretly thought that after he found a suitable dry cleaner and threw his clothes over, he hurried back to tell Song's father and mother about today's situation.

The young master didn't know what kind of style he smoked, so he actually brought two women's clothes to the car today, and asked me to send them to the dry cleaner.

This dress doesn't look expensive, it's not even low-key, and it's even a little cheap. At first glance, it looks like a product of polyester acrylic.

No matter how this kind of thing is smacked, the young master has not seemed to have such a strong interest in any girl since he was a child, and even took the initiative to help others wash clothes.

Well, according to the habit he grew up spoiling, find a dry cleaner to send his clothes to the laundry.

But that's also a bit of an anomaly.

The driver saw Song Hao through the rearview mirror, and after seeing that the other party saw that he had taken the clothes and agreed to send them to a carefully selected dry cleaner, his face finally showed a look of satisfaction and relief......

He felt more and more that it was necessary to report this matter to Song's father and Song's mother, so he quietly kept an eye on it. My mind raced, and I began to organize my words.

"That's the thing, old lady...... The young master is now at the age when love first blossoms, but he himself is a person who is prone to obsession once he determines something. At present, the most important thing for him is the dance examination. But at this time, if he has emotional sustenance that he shouldn't have, I'm afraid he will ......."

After picking up Song Hao, the driver drove to pick up Song Hao's father.

On the road, the driver reported the words he had just repeatedly sorted out to Song's father.

In fact, the driver is not in a hurry to ask for credit. It's just that Song Hao originally had to inherit the family business, but with his enthusiasm, he opened up the road of dance examination, and has persisted all the way to this day.

The driver is barely the one who watched Song Hao grow up. How can you not worry about a young, energetic child at all. How about all your enthusiasm and energy quickly transferred to something else?

"Actually, I've been very busy at work, and for my child, maybe you give him more company than I do. In addition, you have been following me for a long time, and you can be regarded as watching Xiao Hao grow up," Father Song slowly spoke, "I can indeed understand the situation you said, as well as your anxiety. However, I would like to believe that Song Hao, a child, knows everything in his heart. Since he decided to take the exam, he has been doing his daily exercises, the selection of training locations and the inquiry of course arrangements, and he has not faked his hands to others. also

I would rather recognize his maturity than you."

"He may seem heartless and naïve at times. In fact, today's incident, it is possible that he is just out of courtesy, and he needs to apologize to others or something. That's when the "laundry" situation came in." It has to be said that from the driver's point of view, his concern is not unreasonable. However, Father Song is more stable and more tolerant and open on Song Hao's issue.

If it's time to be reminded, it's been reminded. The driver then concentrates on driving.

When he found a suitable dry cleaner, he will handle this matter for his young master.

...... "Now that only one group of players retires, the situation is still under control."

Jiang Yu leaned on the railing on the second floor of the library, looked down, and kept muttering, "Why don't there even a few empty seats in this whole building? It's really not going well lately, if Lu Panpan can make me feel a little more comfortable in those things, then my suffering and sins for a while are not in vain......

At this time, Ye Peilan sent her a message.

"Do you have time today? Can I come to the library for self-study? Or can I go to A University and look for you?"

Seeing the news sent by Ye Peilan, Jiang Wu's heart was bored for no reason.

Why is she always looking for herself every day when she has nothing to do? Does it make sense? It's at her level. Whether it's a research institute or a unified recruitment, to put it bluntly, I'm afraid it's dangerous.

In the Baoyan examination room, which attaches great importance to the level of dance practice, her skills can't compete with Lu Panpan at all; But when it came to the unified recruitment examination room where theoretical knowledge was important, her advantages were even more obvious, and her disadvantages were completely exposed...... I really don't know who gave her the confidence to dream of continuing to be admitted to the dance academy. Even if she is a student of this school, Jiang Wu dares to assert that Ye Peilan's hope of being admitted to this school is really not big.