Every time I confess you are in love

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She didn't pack her things either, and directly tore open the bag that she planned to give to Qin Yun. The smell of chili oil permeated the entire dormitory, making people want to drool.

Qin Yun gave a "tch" and muttered in a low voice, "I don't know if hygiene is unhygienic..."

Wen Wantong immediately replied, "It's cleaner than your mouth."

Qin Yun was so angry that she could be jealous, how could she be Wen Wantong's opponent? She could only shut up resentfully.

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Wen Wantong and Song Jiayang ate the bags one by one. Song Jiayang only felt the original taste, and wondered how much better it was than the ones sold outside.She held her face in happiness, and enviously said: "Your mother is amazing, if my mother has this skill, I guess I will be raised like a pig."

Wen Wantong nodded in agreement: "I think so too." After finishing speaking, Chaosong Jiayang gritted his teeth, "After all, the species are the same! Like me, I wouldn't turn into a pig."

"..." Song Jiayang was tongue-tied, she didn't want to talk to Wen Wantong anymore.

The two of them were poor for a while, and they finished the spicy beef while talking, and then started to pack their things.

It was past five o'clock after packing up, and Wen Wantong didn't eat anything on the train, so the two of them went out together.

The restaurant outside was already open for business. Wen Wantong and Song Jiayang went to find a spicy pot restaurant and went in. After ordering, Wen Wantong winked at Song Jiayang mysteriously.

Song Jiayang leaned back: "Why are you seducing me?"

Wen Wantong hooked her fingers: "Come here!"

Song Jiayang leaned over, only to hear Wantong say: "Guess who made my look?"

"Who?"

Wen Wantong whispered, "Anda did it."

"Anda? How did you find him?" Song Jiayang was a little surprised, An Da was considered a well-known stylist in the circle, and someone who is usually not available to celebrities, would actually do styling for Wen Wantong?

"Hey." Wen Wantong said cheerfully, "My mother is also a stylist, and An Da is her senior brother. This time, there happened to be a film crew filming at our house. He was doing styling with the crew, so he came to see my mother. By the way, give me a shape."

"This is the main point you want to say?" Wen Wantong is not a person who likes to show off. If she said this, there must be a follow-up.

"Of course not! Anda also gave me a gossip." Wen Wantong said mysteriously, "Jiang Man is preparing to shoot an idol drama recently, and now it's the stage of casting. After Anda gives me a good look, I will shoot I sent the photos to Jiang Man, and according to Anda, the probability of me being able to play the role is at least 80.00%, and he also said that the second female lead has not been decided yet, do you want to give it a try?"

"No!" Song Jiayang refused bluntly.

"You actually refused? Jiang Man! Godmother of idol dramas!" Wen Wantong couldn't believe it.

Song Jiayang said: "Because I have already been booked!" Song Jiayang laughed like a nympho.

"Who made the reservation?" Chen Xiaojian's face flashed in Wen Wantong's mind, but after another thought, although Chen Xiaojian is a director, he probably can't do much now, right?

"My goddess invited me to be her heroine!" Song Jiayang did not hide her sexual orientation in front of Wen Wantong at all. If she likes it, she likes it. There is nothing shameful. From the fact that she can Just tell her the relationship between Song Ning and Qi Xing openly, and she doesn't feel that there is anything shameful about it at all.

"Goddess? Who is it?" Wen Wantong didn't think much about it.

"Senior Fang Qin!" Song Jiayang narrowed his eyes with a smile, as long as he thought of the scene where Fang Qin invited her to be the heroine, Song Jiayang felt as sweet as eating honey.

"Hi!" Wen Wantong disapproved, "Sister, she is just a student, how can she compare with Jiang Man? Go talk to her, she will definitely understand you."

"No." Song Jiayang refused without hesitation. She looked at Wen Wantong seriously, "Tongtong, I want to develop on the big screen in the future, and I have no plans to make TV dramas."

"Could it be that my sister made a movie?" Wen Wantong didn't believe that a student who didn't have any foundation and hadn't graduated could easily attract investment.

"Of course!" Song Jiayang said confidently, "Micro movies."

"Damn!" Wen Wantong was completely speechless, "A broken micro movie..."

Song Jiayang stared at Wen Wantong, Wen Wantong changed her wording: "Well, it's just a micro-movie, it's completely different from Jiang Man's drama, okay? Are you crazy? Don't let the great opportunity Cherish it, go to make a micro movie, what are you drawing?"

Song Jiayang looked at Wen Wantong, and said seriously: "I want to be a sub-rule director!"

"What?" Wen Wantong couldn't help laughing, and it took a while before she realized something was wrong.She suppressed her smile and approached Song Jiayang: "What do you mean?"

Song Jiayang gritted his teeth: "That's what you think."

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It took Wen Wantong a while to recover, she opened her mouth, speaking slowly, with some hesitation: "But don't you like Chen Xiaojian?"

From the time of military training, Wen Wantong always thought that Song Jiayang liked Chen Xiaojian.Although Chen Xiaojian wasn't the most handsome guy, he had a cheerful personality, could get along with anyone, and was quite popular among the freshmen.As a result, after a long time, what Song Jiayang was staring at was not Chen Xiaojian, but Fang Qin, who was partnering with Chen Xiaojian?!

"When did I say that I like Chen Xiaojian? I have never concealed my love for my goddess!" Song Jiayang said the truth, but no one thought of her and Fang Qin together.

"Then you confessed?" Wen Wantong accepted the news without hesitation, and started gossiping.

Song Jiayang shook his head: "I'm not quite sure if my sister is curvy."

"Then what if it's not?" Wen Wantong said.

Song Jiayang frowned, and said after a long time: "Then give up..."

"You're stupid!" Wen Wantong belongs to the action group, and she will do what she wants to do immediately without hesitation. In comparison, Song Jiayang seems to have too many worries.Wen Wantong said urgently: "If she is straight, wouldn't your relationship for the past few months be wasted?"

"No," Song Jiayang said, "I have enjoyed the feeling of liking her."

Wen Wantong was tongue-tied, not knowing how to continue.

The two looked at each other in silence, and Wen Wantong didn't speak until the waiter brought the food, "Then when are you going to confess your love?"

Song Jiayang said without hesitation: "On Christmas Eve, I invited my senior sister out to Haipu Playground. I heard that there will be activities at night and fireworks will be set off. How about it? Is it a special làng?"

Wen Wantong said "hehe" twice, and looked at Song Jiayang: "Then book a room outside and hit a home run?"

"Oh! Why did you say it?" Although Song Jiayang planned it this way, she was still a little shy when Wen Wantong said it so directly. She cupped her cheeks, "I will be shy!"

Wen Wantong really didn't see where Song Jiayang was shy.She shook her head helplessly, some words were on her lips, but she didn't know how to say them to Song Jiayang.

Wen Wantong ate a little carelessly during this meal, and Song Jiayang could see it, she asked insincerely, but Wen Wantong avoided it, and Wen Wantong didn't speak until she was on the way back to school.

"Yangyang," Wen Wantong said, "what kind of person do you think Senior Sister is?"

"Huh?" Song Jiayang knew that Fang Qin was good in all kinds of things, but she really asked her to say it, but she couldn't say it.She thought for a while, and finally shook her head, "I can't say it, but as long as I see my senior, I feel very happy."

Wen Wantong had been in love once or twice, but she never felt like Song Jiayang once.Seeing Song Jiayang's longing and happy expression, Wen Wantong swallowed back the words that were about to blurt.