The female partner of fast time travel Su Zhatian

Chapter 107
"You're stupid, Su Wei must be sitting with Ling Jinyuan!" Seeing Su Wei shaking her head, another girl laughed and teased Su Wei, "Look at the couple costumes that everyone wears, okay?"

Su Wei glanced at Ling Jinyuan, who was also wearing black casual clothes, and smiled awkwardly. The two of them really had a good understanding and understood everything.

Today, Ling Jinyuan was wearing a V-neck white T and a black casual suit. He looked refreshing, fair-skinned, handsome, with a warm and clear smile, a bit sexy and charming.

"Slow down." As soon as Su Wei approached, she reached out to take the bag in her hand, "You sit inside."

"Okay." Su Wei looked at him and smiled, and sat by the window over him.

"What's in the bag? It's so heavy?" Ling Jinyuan weighed Su Wei's big black backpack and put it on the luggage rack.

"Drawing board." Su Wei replied.

"Camping and then going out to sketch?" Ling Jinyuan smiled in surprise.

"Yeah." Su Wei looked at him and nodded mischievously with a smile, hiding the little secret that she brought a drawing board and brush because she wanted to steal his painting.

"I always forgot to ask you, what genre are you good at?"

The staff had already arrived, the car started, and Ling Jinyuan, who was sitting in the back seat, was chatting with Su Wei.

"I prefer to draw sketches." Last night because of inexplicable excitement, Su Wei suffered from insomnia until three o'clock, and felt a little drowsy as soon as she got in the car.

"I like oil painting." Listening to her answer, Ling Jinyuan said in a low voice, his voice was low and full of magnetism.

"You can also draw?" Su Wei's voice gradually decreased.

"Well, when will you find a chance to go out and sketch together?"

"it is good."

As soon as Ling Jinyuan finished speaking, he felt something lightly touching his shoulder. Looking down, it turned out that Su Wei, who had been chatting with him since getting in the car, fell asleep, her head lightly resting on his shoulder.

The expression in the depths of the black pupils was gentle, he looked down at her fair skin, the red lips and the pretty nose that were close at hand, hooked his lips, and stretched out his hand to wrap her in his arms to make her more comfortable some.After a long time, he raised his eyes to look at the blue sky and white clouds outside the window, his eyes narrowed slightly, and the edges and corners of his side face gradually became firm.

People who saw Ling Jinyuan for the first time would only feel that he treats people kindly and has a warm smile. What he sees in those beautiful eyes is only a warm smile. Even when he is angry, his eyes no longer smile and his face is expressionless, but he never Get angry with anyone.

But the real Ling Jinyuan, he will not blame others because of his family's poverty, nor will he envy other people's material wealth and compare himself with others, and he will not rape friends without principles.In his life, he has his goals, his persistence, his beliefs, his principles, and his own self-esteem.

The first time he saw Su Wei, he could see the kindness and strength of the girl in front of him, and even more, her peace and stubbornness.She has excellent conditions and material wealth, but she never spends her time on fancy dress like other rich girls, nor does she only make friends with the rich second-generation class.On the contrary, she is passionate, sympathizes with the weak, but hates evil and is extremely strong.To him, Su Wei looked like he had picked up a treasure.

This treasure made him want to hold it in the palm of his hand, put it in his mouth, and cherish it with the greatest effort.

Even in the face of the materially rich Pan Ziyue's cold eyes and threats from time to time, he would only be grateful to Pan Ziyue for giving up on Su Wei so that he could meet her, fall in love with her, and slowly approach her.

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Three months passed quickly, and the cultural festival arrived as scheduled.

The final rehearsal of various club activities in the school is in full swing. Members of the mask club shuttle around the campus wearing strange masks all day long; the dance club sometimes plays deafening jazz music and sometimes melodious classical music from the dance room every afternoon, floating in the air Chinese; there are also Chinese and English poetry singing; the animation demonstration of the dynamic three-dimensional model of outer space from ancient times to the present in the Department of Astronomy and so on.

Everyone is excitedly waiting for the arrival of the cultural festival.

Su Wei, who also has a calm personality, also had a final confrontation with Ling Jinyuan at the backstage of the program on the night of the cultural festival. In order to perform this drama well, she even took Ling Jinyuan to accompany her to relive the "Legend of the New White Lady" played by Zhao Yazhi back then. ", watching the superb acting skills in the original TV series, Su Wei admired the original leading role even more.

"The next show is on stage, and the drama club is preparing for the drama "Mr. Bai and Miss Xu"!" The backstage staff came to inform the drama club.

There was no one on the stage in the performance hall.The audience in the audience was full.

"1700 years ago, a little shepherd boy rescued a white snake from a snake catcher. Then, by chance, the white snake stole an elixir and cultivated it. After being enlightened by a hermit in the mountains, the white snake went to the next life to find the shepherd boy to repay the favor of saving his life. When he becomes an adult, White Snake will be a handsome and handsome man..."

With the end of the narration, a soundtrack sounded, the props were smoky in the mountains, a gust of breeze blew by, and a handsome figure of a man in white flashed past, the fog dissipated, and the man in white turned into a young man in civilian clothes.

The young man in civilian clothes has a handsome face, picturesque eyebrows and eyes, and a tall and straight figure, with a clear-cut style.

"Wow!"

As soon as Bai Jingchen played by Ling Jinyuan appeared, there was a small exclamation of amazement from the audience.

And the performance on stage continued.

In the blink of an eye, at dusk, the banks of the West Lake are drizzled, which is picturesque.

"Miss, look quickly, that young man by the lake looks really good-looking!" Xu Xian'er's maid stood on the broken bridge and looked at the commoner young man by the lake and exclaimed in amazement.

"Where?" On the broken bridge, Xu Xian'er was wearing a white gown. She had fair skin, delicate features, red lips and a straight nose, pure and beautiful.She echoed the maid's words and looked towards the lakeside.

"Look, that's right there!" The maid pointed to the figure of a common man standing by the lake under the broken bridge.

Xu Xian'er looked up, and there was indeed a commoner man standing by the lake. In the drizzle, he didn't hold an umbrella.

"Oh, the rain seems to be getting heavier and heavier. It seems that the young master didn't bring an umbrella." The maid said in surprise, looking up at her young lady, "I just said hello to the boatman, and the boatman said he would be here soon."

"Lian'er, give that young master the other umbrella in your hand." Xu Xian'er took the umbrella from the maidservant's hand and hit the two of them on the head, "It's enough for the two of us to fight together."

"My young lady is indeed kind-hearted." The maid covered her mouth and chuckled.

"Bad girl, don't talk too much, go!" Xu Xian'er pretended to be angry and scolded softly, and raised her sleeve shyly to cover her face.

"My lord, this is the umbrella my lady gave you." Lian Er, holding the umbrella, walked down the broken bridge and stood behind the commoner youth, and said softly.

Xu Xian'er held an umbrella and followed behind Lian'er.

Bai Jingchen turned to look at the person who gave the umbrella, and then raised his eyes to look at Xu Xian'er behind him. In the misty drizzle, the man was elegant and handsome, and he said in a low voice, cupping his fists and saluting: "Thank you, girl."

(End of this chapter)