Don’t Pretend to be Poor with Me

    One second before the Oxford English-Chinese Dictionary was about to kiss Zhao Ruiwen, the phone in Song Yan's pocket vibrated.

    Take it out and take a look.

    [Bad old man]: I bought the watch you planned to give to Xia Zhiye. Come to the school gate to get it

    [Bad old man]: And your horribly ugly scarf.

    From the text, it is not difficult to feel Song Minghai's reluctance and helplessness.

    Although Song Yan is not so obsessed with the watch now, as long as Song Minghai is not happy, he is happy, so he put down the English-Chinese dictionary in his hand and temporarily suspended his juvenile delinquency road , stood up: "I'll go to the school gate."

    Xia Zhiye probably guessed who it was, and stood up lazily: "I'll go with you."

    Song Yan gave him a white look: "Are you free?"

    "I'm not here to support you." Xia Zhiye smiled and hooked Song Yan's shoulder, "Let's go, with your wild brother here, I guarantee that no one can bully us Yanyan."

    The two walked out of the classroom flirting with each other.

     Zhao Ruiwen, who was behind him, didn't know that he was on the verge of life and death, and pushed his glasses nearly 800 degrees with emotion: "Master Xia and Brother Yan have a really good relationship. Such a precious brotherhood cannot be destroyed just because of falling in love, so it is imperative for couples to camp, so I will go to Zhou Ziqiu to talk."

    After finishing speaking, she went out and ran to the thirteenth class.

    The rest of the little chubby who knew the truth but promised to help them cover the cabinet door: "..."

    If Zhao Ruiwen is assassinated, he is willing to help bury him this winter.

    Fortunately, because of Song Yan's character, he would definitely not agree to go camping with them, so Zhao Ruiwen should still be alive to the next spring.

    Little Fatty sighed, carrying a large bag of gifts that were about to be returned, and embarked on a slow journey to protect the love of others.

    If a person knows more than others, he will really be very tired.

    Fat Levski said.

    And when Song Yan on the other end walked to the school gate, he found that besides those two things, there was something that was not a thing leaning against the car door and waiting at the school gate, and couldn't help but say something unlucky.

    Song Minghai didn't put things down and left, which means he still has something to say.

    The things that Song Minghai can say out of this mouth are all things Song Yan doesn't like to hear.

    Sure enough, when Song Minghai handed him the things, he slowed down the task: "Go back to Beijing on New Year's Day to celebrate your grandfather's birthday, and the driver will pick you up."

    Song Lele's grandfather is not his grandfather.

    Song Yangang was about to refuse coldly, but the arm resting on his shoulder tightened slightly, as if to appease, and then he heard a sigh of relief. Lazy chuckled softly: "Uncle Song, isn't this a coincidence, Song Yan just agreed to go camping with me, and even booked the ticket, it might not be appropriate to miss the appointment at this time."

    Who is going camping with you.

    Song Yan just wanted to refute, but Xia Zhiye slapped her shoulders in an indifferent manner, so she swallowed the rebuttal words.

    Song Minghai narrowed his eyes slightly and looked at Xia Zhiye.

    If Song Yan usually finds himself unhappy, it's a needle point to a wheat awn, an ice cube to an ice cube, hard to hard, and a few words to each other, it's a good solution.

    Then this Xia Zhiye hides the needle in his smile, always laughing and saying beautiful things that you can't directly refute, but it can make him panic everywhere, but there is still a good thing Grandpa, it is not to be offended.

    As a businessman, Song Minghai weighed the two and quickly came to a conclusion.

    The better the relationship between Song Yan and Xia Zhiye, the easier it is for him to approach Lao Xia.

    As for the business here in Nanwu, Song Lele and his grandparents can't help either, so there is no need to please them for the time being.

    So he said with a gentle smile like a most reasonable elder: "If this is the case, then please take care of Xiaobian, this child has no self-care ability, and can't compare with you. Camping tools These uncles will prepare them for you, and put them downstairs in your dormitory, remember to pick them up, and remember to take pictures to report safety."

    "Thank you uncle then."

    Xia Zhiye sent Song Minghai away with just the right politeness and a business smile that was completely unconcerned.

    When the Maybach's taillights completely disappeared from view, Song Yancai turned around and walked towards the classroom with a cold face: "You have to go camping, I won't go."

    "What about taking pictures to report safety? And..." Xia Zhiye put his arms around Song Yan's shoulders, lowered his head, put his head close to his ear, deliberately lowered his voice, wrapped in an ambiguous tone, "and you don't want to be there Want to experience the different ultimate service brought to you by pure and beautiful male high school students in the wild?

    As soon as she finished speaking, Song Yan slapped her with an elbow and said in a low voice, "Xia Zhiye, can you point your face?"

    Xia Zhiye looked at his red ears when he fluttered, and pretended to be simple: "Why am I shameless? I just want to help my boyfriend set up a tent in the wild, make a fire, and do things Rice, barbecue, it's shameful to want to serve your boyfriend?"

    Song Yan choked slightly.

    "Or..." Xia Zhiye lowered his voice, "What other strange services do we want to become?"

    Song Yan felt guilty instantly.

    Xia Zhiye watched his ears turn from three red to seven red, and couldn't help but chuckle: "It seems that we are very satisfied with the service yesterday, but that kind of service is not You can have it at will, you have to add extra money. One hundred and eighty times, three hundred and five times, four hundred and two times, you can get a 20% discount when you apply for an annual card, and the minimum consumption is twice a week. Capped, buy five get two free, why don't you try it?"

    “…”

    Fuck!

    Song Yan kicked hard and flew over.

    However, Xia Zhiye was well prepared and swiftly avoided it. By the way, he turned around and smiled: "Of course, if you are willing to do the reverse, I can also pay three times the price."

    Three times your uncle!

    Is it worth five hundred and four?

    Song Yan couldn't bear it any longer, she raised her leg again, and was about to kick Xia Zhiye half-hearted when Zhao Ruiwen, who had just returned from class 13, hugged her waist: "Calm down! Give Master Xia another chance! Let's talk about it after the camp! I also called Zhou Ziqiu and his partner, and then everyone will happily play for a few days, and all conflicts will be solved!"

    Even if he didn't know the contradiction between Song Yan and Xia Zhiye, he felt that it was always right to persuade him first.

    After listening to Zhao Ruiwen's words, Song Yan forgot to beat Xia Zhiye for a while, but turned around, her normally indifferent brows with an unbelievable shock: "Who did you say you called? ?"

    "Zhou Ziqiu and his partner."

    "He agreed?"

    "Yeah, he told you to go, he called his partner together."

    “…”

    After a brief silence, Song Yan withdrew her legs, broke Zhao Ruiwen's hand, and resumed her indifferent tone: "Sorry, I can't go to camp."

    "Why?"

    Meeting Zhao Ruiwen's clear and innocent eyes, Song Yan hesitated for a moment, and then replied, "I'm going back to Beijing to wish my grandfather his birthday."

    "Ah...that's it..." The simple student Zhao Ruiwen's tone was full of regret, then turned to look at Xia Zhiye, "Then Master Xia, what about you?"

    "Me." Just as Xia Zhiye was about to say "I think you hate your brother", he received a warning from Song's hateful eyes, so he changed his words, "I don't think I can go either."

    "Why?"

    Zhao Ruiwen flashed his clear and innocent eyes again.

    Xia Zhiye smiled calmly: "Because I want to stay and do social service."

    “?Social services? What social services?”

    Don't talk about Zhao Ruiwen, even Xiaopang is confused now, what advanced vocabulary is this?

    Only Song Yanmian understood, gritted her back molars, and hurriedly explained before Xia Zhiye said anything shameless: "Xia Zhiye plans to go abroad, it is very important to see this in the application documents. "

    "Oh... so..."

    The two seem to understand.

    But anyway, even Xiaopang was put in the letter by these two reasons.

    It seems that Master Xia and Brother Yan are really having something to do on New Year's Day.

    "Then are you sure you won't go?"

    Zhao Ruiwen asked with the last glimmer of hope.

    Song Yan did not hesitate: "Well, we are sure not to go."

    "Ah, that's a pity, the hot springs in Dongshan are so comfortable this season." Zhao Ruiwen is very sorry.

    Song Yan pretended to be natural and asked, "Are you going camping in Dongshan?"

    Zhao Ruiwen answered honestly: "Well, let's go to the hot spring by the way."

    "What time do you get to the station?"

    "It should be at seven o'clock in the evening to take the bus to the East Station."

    "Um, good."

    "What's wrong?"

    "No problem, just ask casually, I wish you a smooth journey and have a good time."

    Song Yan sat back in her seat, took out her phone, opened Baidu, and was searching for camping tips near Nanwu when she received a WeChat message from someone next door.

    [Big fool]: Do you really want to go back to Beijing to congratulate your grandfather?

    Song Yan replied expressionlessly: [I went back with Song Minghai when I was sick]

    [Big idiot]: Then you won't go camping, and you won't have any photos by then, how can you explain it to your father?

    [YAN]: I didn't say I didn't go camping, I just didn't go camping with them.

      And enjoy my ultimate service?

    [YAN]: Roll

    [Big idiot]: Then why else?

    [YAN]: For your brother and mine

    [Big idiot]:?

    [YAN]: Maybe you don't know, Zhou Ziqiu's online dating object is Shen Jiayan

    [Big idiot]:? ? ?

    [YAN]: It doesn't matter, Zhou Ziqiu doesn't know it's Shen Jiayan

    [Big idiot]:…

    [YAN]: And Shen Jiayan only found out yesterday that they were dating online

    [Big idiot]:  …

    [YAN]: I have asked Shen Jiayan to take the initiative to confess, but before he resolves this matter, do you think it is appropriate for Zhou Ziqiu to ask for the present? "

    Thinking of Shen Jiayan's head like an ordinary single-celled creature.

    I think of Shen Jiayan's appearance of a sweet girl loli from beginning to end on the Internet.

    I think of my good brother who has never been emotional in more than ten years in his life and believes that he is a straight man and is completely unacceptable to homosexuality.

    Xia Zhiye could probably make up the whole story, and then fell silent.

    Just in time, Zhao Ruiwen at the front table turned back again: "Master Xia, Brother Yan, are you really not going?"

    Xia Zhiye did not hesitate: "Well, I don't have time, I want to do social service, Song Yan will go to Beijing to wish his grandfather's birthday."

    Group camping for couples is a good idea.

    But it wouldn't be so nice if the couple's group camping resulted in the death of a teenage boy.

    He and Song Yan are in love, sweet and sweet.

    So on December 31st, Xia Zhiye and Song Yan showed up in front of the bus about to go to Xishan at 6 o'clock in the afternoon with their camping tools.

    1617, one east and one west, perfect avoidance.

    Although the motives are more complex, the results are good.

    After all, being able to travel alone with Song Yan and spend the night outside should be a good experience. It's better than the group of lightbulbs that keep making trouble beside them.

    And a group of people going out to camp is called camping, and two people going out to camp, it is called a date.

    Xia Zhiye thought, and put his arms around Song Yan's shoulders: "Boyfriend, do you think this is our first date?"

    "Who is dating you, and also, can you pay attention to the influence outside, don't talk to a boyfriend."

    Song Yan said on the side of her shoulder, shook off Xia Zhiye's hand, and lifted her legs to the steps of the bus.

    Xia Zhiye smiled and followed: "Don't be shy, there is no one else here, and shouldn't we hold hands on the first date... eh? Why don't you leave?"

    Song Yan, who was walking well in front, suddenly stopped when she stepped on the bus and raised her head.

    Xia Zhiye followed his line of sight suspiciously, and then stopped.

    The last row of the bus sat side by side with three people they didn't want to see at this moment.

    And the three people who were supposed to be on the bus to Dongshan at seven o'clock have also looked at them.

    The eyes meet, awkwardly and silently.

    Little Fatty: "No time?"

    Zhao Ruiwen: "Congratulations?"

    Zhou Ziqiu: "Social Service?"

    Song Yan: "…"

    Xia Zhiye: "…"

    At that moment, Song Yan suddenly remembered a long, long time ago that Shen Jiayan helped him find a master to calculate.

    He killed Tai Sui in Nanwu.