President Ba is playing Cinderella again today

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Shen Shiqi stretched out her hand to hit someone, her bar is very good, drinking, drinking, singing, dancing, there is a mess of smoke.

But she turned to think of Song Zhishui, and said with a smile on her lips, "It's strange that Miss Song is so high-spirited, you can even be called ugly by you, and even called crazy by you?"

Xia Mu passed by the bar, nodded to Shen Shiqi, and politely called "Boss".

After Xia Mu walked over, Shen Shiqi "tsk tsk" twice, "Sister Ayao, look at her, she even has such a nice voice. Say hello to me, what a wonderful child."

Xiao Yao couldn't help but expose her, "You are standing here, does she dare not say hello to you?"

Shen Shiqi had a rare feeling of compassion, and said to Xiao Yao: "It's not easy for this little girl, she is a poor girl. She came to me to work as a waiter to earn some living expenses. She is the real Cinderella, so she doesn't look like You, you are a fake."

A few of Shen Shiqi's business friends came to the bar, and Shen Shiqi went to entertain them.

The bartender finished a customer's drink, moved it in front of Xiao Yao, and looked down at her.

He is handsome, and his eyes are full of affection when he looks at people.

Xiao Yao thought, it's a pity to only be a bartender, why didn't Shen Er attack this little brother.

The bartender said to Xiao Yao: "I remember you, your name is Xiaoyao, what a cool name."

Xiao Yao knew that he must have made a typo, but she didn't want to refute too much, she just said: "Fortunately, you are also very cool."

After finishing speaking, Xiao Yao continued to turn on her mobile phone to browse the forum. After reading the attention page, she went to the hot list page.

Seeing Song Zhishui's name on the hot list, Xiao Yao was speechless, why was she everywhere.

The Song family probably bought the popularity in the forum.

Xiao Yao clicked in, and thousands of words were eloquent, all of which were praises of Song Zhishui from various angles.The following posts are also all kinds of brainless chuī, for fear that others will not know that they know Song Zhishui.

The title was clearly [Song Zhishui's thesis won a provincial award], but none of the thousands of words mentioned the content of the thesis.

Xiao Yao couldn't help laughing, the bartender looked over her head, and was very pleasantly surprised when she saw the photo of Song Zhishui posted on the forum, "She is my goddess, I have liked her for a long, long time."

Xiao Yao raised her face to look at him, raised her eyebrows lightly, "Really, she is so good?"

The soft light on the bartender's face became more vivid, as if something was born from his heart, similar to admiration, similar to worship.

Xiao Yao couldn't understand, she had never met a person who could make her have such an expression.

The bartender was in high spirits, "I used to be a jobless vagrant. After dropping out of school, I ate and waited to die at home. During that time, I was in a daze until by chance, Song Zhishui followed her teacher to our place for social practice. She It gave me a lot of inspiration in life.”

He scratched his head as he spoke, looking obedient.

"Otherwise you won't see me, maybe I'm still gnawing on my old age, or my life has come to an end."

There was a moment in Xiao Yao's heart that fluctuated a little, and soon suppressed, the corners of her lips curled up, "You praised her like a savior."

"We are also very destined," the bartender saw that both of them recognized Song Zhishui, so he automatically classified them into the same category, "Can I buy you a drink? How about Qingxin, pink and purple fruit wine, not strong enough high."

Xiao Yao quit the forum, put her phone in her bag, and said plainly, "No, I'm a good student and I don't drink."

After speaking, he stood up and nodded slightly to the bartender, which was regarded as farewell.

She looked around the entire hall on the first floor. There were people coming and going in the hall. Many people gathered in front of the stage and twisted to the electronic music. She didn't see Shen Shiqi.

Xiao Yao said to the bartender: "If Shen Eryi comes over later, please tell her that I'm going home."

There is another day of class tomorrow, and she has to go back tonight to look at the project list of the new development project, so she has no time to fool around with Shen Shiqi.

However, Shen Shiqi has made many friends over the past few years, so she doesn't necessarily need her company so urgently anymore.

Xiao Yao walked out of Shiwei Bar, looked back at the extremely bright and flashing sign at night, exhaled a slight sigh, and drifted into the winter air with the white mist.

After class was over the next afternoon, it was already five o'clock, Song Zhiguo was faithful to the truth, promised Song Ze to take Xiao Yao to dinner, and actually came outside the classroom to wait.

It's just that this time, he stood at the front door of the classroom and waited openly.

Song Ze packed his backpack, looked up and saw Song Zhishui standing by the door, couldn't help being very happy, and gave Song Zhishui a thumbs up.

Song Zhishui smiled, her eyes beckoning him to go first.

Song Ze gestured "ok".

Xiao Yao and Ji Wan walked out of the classroom arm in arm, saw Song Zhishui, and said hello politely, "Hello, President."

After Song Zhishui called Xiao Yao to stop, she said to Ji Wan: "Sister Xue, Xiao Xuemei and I have some things to do, you should go back first, and be careful on the way."

Ji Wan glanced at Xiao Yao, and obediently let go of Xiao Yao, "Alright president, then I'll go first."

She waved at the two of them and went down the stairs.

Song Zhishui's gaze fell on Xiao Yao's face. The girl's face was small and cute, and her skin was as white and flawless as milk, which made people want to reach out and pinch it.

It's just that the expression is not very happy, Song Zhishui is very clear, it must be because of yesterday's cafe incident that left a bad impression on Xiao Yao.