Chapter 250: Did you give cp powder any sugar today? (31) (Reward 21w)
"Really!... After his debut, didn't he appear in the school a handful of times? He came to the dining room?"
"Hey, people just showed their talents in a certain variety show. It's not surprising that I am grateful to the professor when I go back to school."
"No wonder there are so many people in the canteen today... Ah, I'm afraid my fried chicken cutlets are already sold out!? Oh, I'm so angry!"
Hearing the words "fried chicken cutlet sold out", Xiang Xing stopped automatically.
Gee.
The school canteen without the signature fried chicken chop is a school canteen without a soul.
She didn't care who was in it, she turned and left as soon as she took a step forward.
Might as well go back to the bedroom and order a Golden Arch takeout.
…
Twenty minutes later, the takeaway from Golden Arch was delivered to the dormitory downstairs on time.
The little guy floated down like a butterfly, and received a bucket of chicken wings and two glasses of Coke in the shocked eyes of the delivery boy.
But when she returned to the bedroom and opened the barrel of the golden arch, she found—
Sandwiched with the small ticket, there is also a strange note.
"Little sister Xiang Xing, I want to talk to you. Come to the piano room, shall we meet?"
"If it is inconvenient, you can also add my WeChat SYxxxx033, let's make an appointment at a convenient time for you"
—Shen Yan.
"..."
After reading the note, Xiang Xing was blindfolded.
What's happening here…
Shen Yan.
Shen Yan is not the man who has been familiar with him.
The first player in the first period.
...But he wants to make an appointment to see what happened to him!
The little guy made up his brain, and suddenly his brain made up a very bad hypothesis.
After thinking about it for a while, she finally decided—
Take a photo of the content of the note and send it to Si Fan to see, and then the two of them think of a way to deal with the goods.
…
five minutes later.
Si Fan called directly.
As soon as Xiang Xing picked it up, he heard the scoffing laughter from the other end of the receiver.
"Are you reporting to me?"
"..."
The little guy was speechless.
I couldn't help but snorted softly, "No matter, you help me solve this problem anyway."
Hearing that, Si Fan smiled even more: "Then how do you want to solve it?... Find someone to beat him up, or find a entertainment joke to write some silly stuff about him?"
However, before Xiang Xing could answer, the man paused, and then continued, "Forget it, you wait for me for twenty minutes."
"…what?"
Xiang Xing suddenly didn't understand.
The other side paused again.
"Um... around 45 minutes, you wait for me at the west gate of your school."
After the man said, he hung up the phone.
…
At 45 minutes, Xiang Xing was fully armed and walked out of the west gate of the school on time.
Looking around, not only did he not see the familiar Mercedes-Benz Spint, but also Si Fan's inconspicuous gray private car.
However, the phone rang the WeChat alert tone.
[Si Fan]: At eleven o'clock, the black Lexus LM, come here.
"..."
Lifting his eyes to find the corresponding car, the little guy paused, but he still looked around with some hesitation.
As if seeing her upset, Si Fan sent her another WeChat.
[Si Fan]: Don't worry, I have cleaned up the surroundings a long time ago.
Seeing these reassuring words, Xiang Xing breathed a sigh of relief and walked over.
As soon as I walked to the door of the car, the door opened slowly and automatically.
Before she could react, a familiar arm suddenly stretched out and pulled her in.
The little guy whispered, an unstable center of gravity, and fell directly into Si Fan's sturdy arms.