"Lu Tiantian: See you at school tomorrow"

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Seeing Fang Ci go to the parking lot behind the building, Chen Qiaoyue sent a message to her little sisters saying that they would not return to the box and left directly.

Not long after Wen Zhiyan left with Fang Ci, Chen Qiaoyue's little sisters went downstairs, took a taxi or called a driver to pick them up, and left the nightclub.

Song Yuze came down last, he didn't seem to have had enough fun, and there was a stunned expression on his face, "...... What about Fang Ci? Didn't I help you carry something? ”

Chen Qiaoyue glanced at him with an idiotic look, "She'll go back to school first." ”

"Oh, then I'll go back too."

There were several substitute drivers squatting on the side of the road, and he called one at random.

The Ferrari hit the road in a hurry, and after a screeching engine sound, the turn disappeared.

Silence suddenly returned.

Chen Qiaoyue felt a little bored. Song Yuze is a fool, how can she not be herself, she is alone, but she first started to cover for Wen Zhiyan and Fang Ci.

She pressed the hem of her skirt in her palm, sat on the curb, and lit a cigarette.

There was a big G parked under the tree opposite, and at this time a man in a suit and leather shoes came down.

He stood by the car, folded his hands, lit a cigarette, and took a puff.

It's a surprise.

The man wore a pair of glasses and looked polite, like a serious office worker.

How did it end up on the street of nightclubs?

Probably stared at by her, after staring at it for too long, the man finally looked over.

The street lights were dim, and he couldn't see his eyes clearly, but Chen Qiaoyue still bent her palm and greeted him.

She was a decent person—the man didn't pay attention to her.

The narrow door of the nightclub was pushed open from the inside, and there was a noise of drunken men.

Chen Qiaoyue frowned in disgust, and then heard a voice, "Hi beauty." ”

Several people walked towards her with vague steps.

Chen Qiaoyue took a puff of her cigarette and planned to get up and leave. At this time, there is no good fruit to eat, and she can't beat them.

However, before she could get up, the man on the other side, who had been indifferent to her, walked over.

Chen Qiaoyue waited with bated breath and got closer, she thought to herself, it was really Zhang Jun's face.

Lee Woo-hyun stood in front of her and looked at the group of drunks.

Probably intimidated by his mature man's aura, the group of drunks stopped, muttered a few times in a weird yin and yang manner, and turned to go in the other direction.

Li Youxian was here tonight to stare at Song Yuze, but at this moment, Fang Ci is gone, and Song Yuze has already left, and after he smokes this cigarette, there is no reason to stay.

The girl who was squatting on the side of the road stopped him, "Hey handsome guy, you saved me." ”

Li Youxian turned around and paused, "No thanks." ”

"I don't mean to thank you," Chen Qiaoyue blinked as she tilted her head, "It's you who have to be responsible for me." ”

Of course Li Youxian knows who she is, Miss Chen, Chen Qiaoyue.

He has a task in his body, and with the help of Wen Zhiyan, he has already figured out the details of a group of young people in this circle.

Chen Qiaoyue, no matter where she goes, she is the eldest lady, and she wants to come out of it.

He remained silent, turned around, and looked at her condescendingly, very calmly, "...... How to be responsible? ”

Chen Qiaoyue smiled, "I don't need a warm bed tonight." ”

-

Fang Ci has always recognized the bed, but in this old villa, he slept very soundly.

The next day, I got up and washed up and changed my clothes, and when I opened the door, I saw Lee Youxian standing in the living room on the second floor.

When he saw her, he greeted her and took the bag in her hand, "There's breakfast downstairs, I'll take you to school after eating." ”

She was eating breakfast and drinking coffee in the restaurant on the first floor, and Li Youxian was still standing not far away, looking like a housekeeper's secretary.

Wen Zhiyan always wakes up and disappears, but she has had two breakfasts with Li Youxian.

Fang Ci thought so and asked, "Why is the Wenzhi Banquet always missing in the morning?" ”

Li Youxian paused slightly, "...... Wen Shao interned in the group, to take care of his studies and work, he was relatively busy, and the group had a morning meeting every morning. ”

After all, it is the heir, and it is necessary to familiarize yourself with the group's business as soon as possible.

Fang Ci nodded, "Would you like a cup of coffee?" ”

This time, Li Youxian did not refuse, sat down opposite her, took the coffee cup, and thanked her.

He was always like that, polite and not humble or arrogant.

He's a very decent person.

But Fang Ci noticed that his face was a little unusual today, and he was faintly tired, as if he hadn't slept well.

Sure enough, he took off his glasses, frowned and pinched the bridge of his nose.

"Didn't you sleep well?"

“…… Well. ”

After taking off my glasses, the feeling of warmth has diminished a lot.

Fang Ci stared at him, and suddenly felt a sense of déjà vu.

It was no pleasant déjà vu.

But she couldn't remember where she had seen it for a moment.

-

Lee Woo-hyun drove Big G to send her to school all the way, and she was thinking about this question.

I didn't understand it in the end, but when I arrived at the school and saw Lu Yan in the classroom, I was relieved, and I pressed the incident of Li Youxian to the back of my mind.

Yu Xiangwen helped her get the textbook, and the four of them in dormitory 405 went to class together for a whole day.

After class, Fang Ci followed the address sent in the WeChat group of the [ISS Moot Court Beijing Competition Team] to an empty classroom to participate in the preparations before the training.

ISS is one of the world's most famous international investment arbitration moot court competitions, and the Beijing competition team will go to Shanghai in November to participate in the domestic finals.

Next week's two-day, one-night training camp will feature four all-English debates, and the defense will be notified half an hour before the debate, aiming to enhance the team's ability to respond randomly.

Fang Ci is the youngest and is responsible for collecting and sorting out some of the simplest documents.

She sent the photocopied materials to each senior, and listened to Mr. Du, the leader of the team, say, "This time in the training camp, Senior Tao Yinjun will guide the team, and everyone will seize the opportunity to ask more questions." ”

There was a cheer from the audience.

Fang Ci inexplicably remembered the Wenzhi banquet where he and Tao Yinjun had a good conversation.

Whenever I think of him, the first thing that comes to mind is his dark eyes.

That kind of ruffian energy, probably very popular with the little girl.

In fact, Fang Ci has never been interested in this kind of floating boy, just like Song Yuze, she only thinks that the other party is shallow.

But the feast of smell is different.

His indifference of "nothing to say" is not an accumulation of wealth like Song Yuze, but radiates from the inside out by the sense of control in his eyes.

Unshakable.

There was a layer of wild ruffians floating on it.

Almost instantly, it grabbed her heart.

Holding the book, on the way back to the dormitory, she thought about these things casually.

The phone vibrates.

Message from Song Yuze:

"Tomorrow night's game has been changed to the night after tomorrow."

Fang Ci thought for a while, only to realize that the "bureau" he was talking about was the one Song Yuze called when she was at Wenzhiyan's residence after the parents of the two sides met last Saturday.

At that time, he was talking about helping her build up a network.

Fang Ci was thinking about how to reply, and another message popped up on WeChat:

"Smell Banquet: Sunday night, Lee Woo-hyun is here to pick you up"

A premonition came to her mind: Could these two people be talking about the same thing?

It is estimated that he didn't get a reply within a minute, Song Yuze dialed the phone directly, and she pressed the connection and put it to her ear.

"Why don't you reply to messages?"

"I'm about to go back."

Song Yuze laughed, as if he was a little proud, "Tell you, this bureau was saved by Wen Shao himself." ”

The voice landed, and he waited for a few seconds, presumably waiting for her exclamation.

Fang Ci knew the little Jiujiu in his heart, and didn't give any reaction, just kept silent.

"Hey, you're really, not interesting at all," Song Yuze said, "I was invited as Chen Qiaoyue's cooperative friend, I specially mentioned to bring you, and Wen Shao agreed." ”

"I'll pull you in later."

"Hmm."

"Do you want me to pick you up on Sunday night?"

"No, I'll go myself."

"That's it."

Less than a minute after hanging up, the phone rang again.