【Chapter 8】Avoiding Suspicion?
【Chapter 8】Avoiding Suspicion?
It's not a big deal, but ...... Chong Liang remembered that his brother just made fun of him like this ridiculous joke about classmate Liang, should he avoid suspicion? After all, the melon field and plum have fallen to the handle, and they will lose their purity in the future.
Ask yourself, he didn't even remember what she called Liang, how could he like her? He only introduced her here because he couldn't stand the junkyard martial arts hall......
"Like whom? What's the matter with that beam? ”
At that time, in the dining room, he replied to Xie Yiqi in a cold manner. The brothers know Chongliang too well, he moves his mouth, they know what he means, since he swears that he is really not familiar with Liang Luofeng, let alone likes it.
Liang Qiufeng outside the door suddenly felt sour, but this blow was nothing. After a brief loss of consciousness, she quickly walked away from the place where it was right and wrong.
Therefore, there was no conversation that had not yet ended in the dining room.
The sturdy young man who "bumped" Liang Youfeng into it was picking up a sweat towel and wiping his wet hair, and asked curiously, "Which African girl?" ”
Xie Yiqi Nunu pouted, and pointed to the glass door that was still shaking, "The one that just ran out." ”
The sturdy young man Zhang Dapang pouted disapprovingly and retorted to Xie Yiqi.
"Why is that girl an African girl? I can see clearly, it's not black at all, although it's not fair, smooth and tender, but it's quite standard, right? If it weren't for the fact that she was obviously underage, I would have chased her. ”
As soon as Zhang Dapang said this, Xie Yiqi also felt that it seemed to be the case.
Lowered his eyelids and wanted to play with the pen, but found that he didn't bring it with him, Jiang Rin frowned slightly: There seem to be more and more people who have discovered this fact.
Inexplicably irritable!
......
Although Brother Chen was well-intentioned, Liang Qifeng had to take the initiative to live up to it. If Fang hadn't heard Chong Liang's words of "not familiar with her", she might still be cheeky and almost ......
However, when Brother Chen spoke, Chong Liang immediately hesitated, as if it was a terrible and dangerous thing to send her. Liang Qiaofeng felt that if he accepted it calmly, he would be suspected of "revenge".
"Brother Chen, I'm fine."
After speaking, he waved goodbye to everyone and ran out as if he was being chased by a ghost.
Chen Chen was simply stunned by this speed.
Carrying his bag for changing clothes, Jiang Rin blocked Brother Chen's pace of catching up without a trace, his tone was natural, and he was a little careless and casual.
"I'll send it, my house is quite close to the school anyway."
It seems that this is indeed the case, Brother Chen didn't feel anything wrong, and nodded. Jiang Rin has been studying martial arts here for almost ten years, and he is the best of the three, so he is naturally relieved to have him escorted.
Xie Yiqi, who sat in a taxi with Chongliang, kept frowning and puzzled, until the car drove a few hundred meters, and then suddenly realized that he screamed.
The driver was so scared that he almost overturned because of the sudden braking.
"Dig Ah Liang, isn't your cousin Jiang interested in Africa...... Liang wanders the wind, right? ”
How do you look at it, Jiang Rin doesn't look like a helpful gentleman? Those gentleness, humility, and politeness are all illusions, others can't see it, can he Xie Yiqi still not see it?
Chong Liang listened, and closed his eyes again without caring about himself.
He only cares about his aunt, Xie Yiqi's mother, whether Dr. Chong Huilan's recent autopsy video Xie Yiqi has helped him get it?
Others, love whatever.
On the pavement where the moonlight and street lamps were mottled, a thin figure quickly shuttled through one black shadow after another. After running out of breath for more than ten minutes, he finally caught what looked like the last bus.
As soon as she got into the car and stuffed the steel hammer into the coin slot, she only heard two "clangs", and finally walked to the empty seat contentedly.
What did the arm hang on unintentionally? Encounter a mysterious tug.
"Do you still have coins?"
I vaguely felt that someone behind her was running with her frequency, but how could it be Jiang Rin? Liang Luofeng was dumbfounded and looked at the impossible figure who suddenly appeared in front of him, could it be that he chased her out?
Silently shaking his head in his heart, Liang Qifeng refused to believe in this one-in-10,000 possibility.
If there is anyone in class 19 who is the most unfriendly to her, it is Jiang Rin and Xie Yiqi. How could such a stubborn child suddenly become kind.
Sensing Liang Qifeng's displeasure, Jiang Rin shrugged his shoulders in frustration, with a helpless expression.
"I don't have change, so I'll borrow it from you...... All right? ”
Maybe it's because the slightly raised "okay" is too gentle and delicate, and the young man's handsome face seems to be soft under the moonlight and lights, too charming and beautiful, Liang Qifeng nodded in fascination.
irritably, he brushed aside the little strangeness in his heart, pretended to be reluctant, took out the money to pay for him, and did not forget to remind the debtor harshly.
"Remember to pay it back!"
The young man who chuckled because of her "stingy" behavior, the line of her lips flipped the dimples on half of her cheeks more and more bewildering.
Awkwardly opening his eyes, Liang Xuanfeng chose a position in the most corner, showing his unwillingness to continue talking.
Her estrangement didn't make him feel any discomfort, and Jiang Rin sat in a shadow somewhere not close to her very carelessly...... Quietly and quietly looked at her side face: it was indeed getting whiter and whiter.
Although he couldn't see where the person behind him was sitting, Liang Qifeng inexplicably felt that he might be looking at her. But she couldn't turn away from him and stare at him, she just hoped that the car would go faster, faster.
However, this last train seems to be more energetic than Liang Qifeng, getting slower and slower, and even reaching some large platforms has to deliberately slow down for a few seconds to load a few desperate passengers.
It wasn't until the wind was almost drowsy that the horn finally prompted that a high station had arrived. Liang Qifeng immediately cheered up, and did not turn back to run in the direction of the school.
It wasn't until the thin figure was submerged in the campus that Jiang Rin retracted his gaze, took out his mobile phone from his trouser pocket and dialed the call.
"Brother Lin, come to the back door of the school to pick me up."
I hung up the phone and said hello to the driver, jumped out of the car without hesitation, and walked in the direction of the back school gate.
It is true that the Jiang family is in this vicinity, but every weekend Jiang Rin lives in his grandfather's house, in the eastern district of Jiangcheng, and it is almost the distance from Yigao through the city.
Under the moonlight, the young man leaned on a thick lamppost with his hands in his pockets, raised his head to look at the dazzling white moon in the dark night, and did not know what he was thinking. The three or four steel hammers in his trouser pocket were kneaded and flipped by him, so unhappy.
The next day, in front of an inconspicuous shop somewhere in the university town, there was a graceful girl chewing on the flower roll, taking a sip of soy milk every time she swallowed it, until the flower roll bottomed out after eating the soy milk, almost three poles a day, and the door of the martial arts hall was finally opened slowly by Chen Chen, who was stretching his waist and yawning.
"Brother Chen, morning!"
Scratching the messy hair on the top of his head, Chen Chen was picking at his eyes, and Leng Buding seemed to hear someone calling him? Squinting at Danfeng's long and narrow eyes, he looked coldly, and then realized that all kinds of obscene images he had had seen from beginning to end a few minutes ago by the new employee Xiaomei.
What about the good image of the elite? What about the president's aura?