Quick Transmigration: The villains don't follow the routine!

The next day.

When Song Le began to recite the words for the second time, he learned another thing that made things worse.

Of course, this made things worse for Kong Feiyun and the others.

The blogger was ridiculed by the crowd because he didn't get the money he should have, and became angry from embarrassment. In a rage, he shook out the chat records of the two people's calculations.

Although she also participated, it was more of the idea of ​​Kong Feiyun and Song Jiaojiao, who came up with malicious ideas here and there.

What's more, she is just a person who takes money to do things. At best, she is scolded for seeing money, not like the real mastermind...

Song Le casually glanced at the abuse and attacks on the Internet, not paying much attention.

Anyway, she would not sympathize with those two.

The original owner's ruthless principle of "If people don't offend me, I won't offend others, if people offend me, I will teach her how to behave", she accidentally got a little contaminated.

On the contrary, Jingjing was so happy, she was so happy that she couldn't get back to her senses, she made a phone call every day to report the latest situation, and scolded at the same time.

"...It's really cool, it's really cool," today was no exception, and after complaining for a while, Jingjing finally let go of the depression accumulated during this period.

Suddenly remembered and asked: "Yes, Lele, when will you take the exam?"

As soon as this was mentioned, Song Le felt a headache and felt guilty: "It's almost...it's time."

Poor foundation and poor memory, even if it is so day and night, it is still difficult to digest.

After talking with Jingjing about the painful English learning for a while, Song Le ended the phone call and re-entered the bitter sea of ​​knowledge.

It's just that I didn't expect that just after hanging up the phone, another call came in.

Lying on the sofa, Song Le caught a glimpse of an incoming call notification, and his eyes lit up.

That strange number last time was Ye Han?

"Hello, Ye Han?" The connection this time was quick and full of surprises.

Ye Han Nuannuan responded, and asked concerned: "Has the situation improved?"

"Of course, if someone helps, nothing will happen." Song Le cut the long story short with a smile on his face.

Ye Han fell silent for a moment.

Someone help, who?Is it because she often mentions that Su Moshi?

With his fingertips embedded in the palm of his hand, Ye Han listened absent-mindedly for a while, answered a few words briefly, and then fell silent completely.

He rushed to the town every day to keep an eye on the situation, and it was not until today that he learned that there was a turning point that he summoned up the courage to fight.

However, it has no other purpose than to make him more and more aware of how useless he is.

"Song Le, I miss you very much." He suddenly couldn't control his mood and couldn't suppress it.

With a trace of blank and fierce grievance like a trapped animal.

The moment Song Le heard it, the voice disappeared from his mouth.

Then he reacted and said softly, "I miss you too."

Even though her thoughts may be completely different from his, Ye Han was still comforted and hummed with a slight nasal sound.

Sensitively aware of his depression, Song Le asked worriedly: "What's wrong? I'm fine, don't worry, what's wrong with you?"

When Ye Han heard that pleasant and soft voice, he felt that Missing was about to turn into a black swamp, dragging him down hard.

After barely calming down, Ye Han casually made an excuse and said in a hoarse voice: "...the study pressure is a bit heavy."

Song Le heard this, and said distressedly: "I understand, I have enough English, do you want me to see you?"

After Ye Han heard it, the words almost came to his lips.

But bear with all his might—

The last time was already the limit, if she came again, he was afraid that he would not be able to control it directly...

The palms of his hands were pinched numb, and Ye Han said in a low and obedient tone as usual: "It's okay, you are busy with your work, don't come, it's just... I want to exchange the last condition, okay?"