Yea, coward!

Finally approaching Ning Meng's order.

Jiang Yun bowed back to the auditorium, listening to the song absent-mindedly, his eyes fell behind the curtain, Ning Meng should be waiting there.

Inexplicably, he remembered the way she looked at her with angry eyes.

At that time, Ning Meng was seriously emphasizing 'don't kiss her casually in the future', but she completely took this as a wise saying, so she was willing to give up on it.

So, she quickly pecked on the side of her cheek again.

This action was tantamount to plucking the beard of an angry tiger, Ning Meng blew up completely, and pushed her back to go outside.

Thinking of her small muttering, Jiang Yun smiled.

Jiang Yu came late, and there was no one in the seat next to him. A bouquet of flowers was left empty. Seeing Jiang Yun take his seat, he was surprised: "It's you?"

Jiang Yun nodded.

"Then this flower is for Mengmeng?"

Jiang Yun glanced at the delicate red rose, plucked the petals with his fingertips, and curled his lips and said, "A former high school classmate asked me to help deliver it."

"Ah." Jiang Yu replied thoughtfully: "I know, it's a boy, isn't it?"

She had an expression that she knew everything: "That boy is probably chasing Mengmeng, we have seen him call Mengmeng many times."

Zhao Fan is still poaching her corner.

Jiang Yun's expression was hidden under the dim light, so Jiang Yu could only hear her whisper: "No, it's a female classmate."

The unclear relationship between Ning Meng and Zhao Fan should be strangled in the cradle, even if her roommate misunderstands it.

"Oh oh oh." Jiang Yu hurriedly responded, a little embarrassed because she guessed the wrong person.

Luo Yaqi next to her witnessed all this and secretly laughed.

This is all done by the two of them.

Alright, if you have to pretend to be a stranger, if you have the ability, restrain your little eyes full of love.

The lights changed and Ning Meng came on stage.

The spotlight hit the center of the stage, and the audience applauded. Ning Meng stood in front of the microphone in a light pink dress, and bowed to the audience.

The piano sounded in due course.

Ning Meng opened her lips, and her voice and accompaniment merged into one, clear and moist to the heart.

Like an ethereal phantom yarn, it falls on my heart without rush or slowness, flirting wantonly, light and pleasant to the ear.

There was silence, and it seemed that only Ning Meng was singing softly in the ears of the whole world.

Gradually, small discussions sounded around.

"Who is this girl?"

"The singing is really nice. It's completely different from the original singing, but I actually like her better."

"The original singing can't be surpassed! But it's not bad that she can sing like this."

A sense of pride and pride welled up spontaneously, and Jiang Yun stood up, pinching his watch to plan the timing of giving flowers on stage.

——Write down the castle where my time and the sound of the piano are intertwined.

The piano sounded again, rising and falling gently, just like the rest of this melodious singing.

Just as Jiang Yun was about to get up, someone from the far right of the first row suddenly came onto the stage with a bouquet of flowers, and he was the first to give the bouquet to Ning Meng.

The audience was full of cheers and cheers, Jiang Yun's eyes fell on Ning Meng, even though he couldn't see her specific expression clearly, Jiang Yun knew that she was looking at him.

But that flower...wasn't from her.

The champion of the last Campus Singer Contest was singing on stage as a guest. Jiang Yun came backstage holding flowers with a gloomy expression.

That's what Cheng Yaojin was talking about halfway through, she was so well prepared that she was cut off halfway?

Backstage found Ning Meng, she hadn't changed yet, she was standing by the window on the phone.

Jiang Yun frowned and stepped forward, putting the clothes on her.

Ning Meng turned around in astonishment, saw that it was her, smiled and continued to call.

"Thank you for the flowers."

"It's pretty good."

"Thank you."

Jiang Yunjing waited for her to finish the call, and asked, "From Zhao Fan?"

"Ah."

She never mentioned this to Zhao Fan, and somehow he knew about it, and even asked someone to send her flowers.

All in all, thanks.

Jiang Yun nodded but said nothing. Ning Meng looked at her and thought about whether she should explain something.

When she returned to her seat and saw Jiang Yun's bouquet of flowers, she knew it instantly.

He was so nervous that he forgot about it, Jiang Yun also planned to send her flowers.

"You gave it?" Ning Meng picked up the flowers and put them on the tip of her nose to sniff, her eyes were shining brightly as she stared at her.

People came in one after another, Jiang Yun smiled and shook his head: "No, my high school classmates asked me to give it to me."

"Oh." Ning Meng still smiled.

Sure enough, it was exactly the same as what Xiao Qingyu said, Jiang Yun just wanted to save face.

Jiang Yun looked away unnaturally, and said calmly, "Change clothes?"

"Well, we can leave when the results of the competition come out." Ning Meng put the flower back on the stool, seeing Jiang Yun looking left and right but not looking at her, she smiled and approached her in a low voice: "Thank you for helping me." That classmate, I like flowers very much."

Watching Ning Meng take the clothes into the locker room, Jiang Yun leisurely plucked the delicate petals with his fingers, and said brokenly: That classmate said you are welcome.

The results of the competition are determined by expert judges and audience votes.

Ning Meng won No.2, and No.1 was Baishan, which had an absolute advantage in expert review.

Ning Meng didn't care about the first and second. After all, this was only the preliminary round, and she was satisfied if she could make it to the final.

Luo Yaqi and her roommate clamored to celebrate, Ning Meng followed them with a smile, but Jiang Yun disappeared.

A celebration ended at almost 10:30.

The roommate wanted to take her back to the dormitory, but Ning Meng refused the roommate on the grounds that she would send Luo Yaqi to the school gate.

On the way back, the three of them were still muttering.

"Mengmeng has been acting on her own lately, so she doesn't have a boyfriend, does she?"

"There's no way to act privately. Isn't she sending a classmate?"

"The one who delivered the medicine for the military training, and the one who changed the bag on the National Day. Last week, I saw her wearing a red string on her hand, and she looked like she was full of enthusiasm all day long."

"There is adultery." With one voice.

Ning Meng sent Luo Yaqi to the school gate to take a taxi, remembering the taxi's license plate number before letting her go.

On the way back, Ning Meng called Jiang Yun.

"Do you want to bring you Kanto cooking?"

"Still outside?"

"Well, I just sent Kiki back to school."

"Wait for me outside."

Jiang Yun got up, took a coat from the closet and went out.

Wu Lingqing called her to stop: "Hey, it's almost time for access control, where are you going?"

"A little hungry."

After Ning Meng bought the oden, Jiang Yun went to the playground as she said.

The street lamp beside the playground was shining bright white, she was the only one sitting there in the huge playground, her shadow was lonely, Jiang Yun frowned.

Speeding up his pace to her side, Jiang Yun's lips were drawn into a line: "What if there are bad guys coming."

At night, the school is not as safe as she thought.

Ning Meng smiled at her, beckoned her to sit beside her, and handed her the bamboo stick: "It's still hot."

Jiang Yun pursed his mouth on purpose, his heart softened into a puddle long ago, and sat down beside her.

"Just that happy?" Jiang Yun held a bamboo stick to feed her potatoes, caught a glimpse of the corner of her mouth, and sighed helplessly.

She didn't know if Bai Shan's expert review was full of moisture, but as far as she expected, Ning Meng should take the first place.

She doesn't understand the technical terms spoken by those so-called experts, and she doesn't want to understand them either.The number of audience votes was that Ning Meng beat Bai Shan by a large margin, which was very telling.

Better not.

Jiang Yun forked a meatball and stuffed it into his mouth, his cheeks bulging.

"Of course I'm happy, I received flowers." Ning Meng smiled cheerfully.

It's so late, it's time to go back to the dormitory, but tonight she wants to be willful and not so disciplined.

He wanted to see Jiang Yun, and wanted to tease her on purpose.

Once he heard that it had nothing to do with him, Jiang Yun put another ball in his mouth.

"Hey, save one for me." Ning Meng grabbed her hand and looked at the packing box, the last ball had already entered Jiang Yun's mouth.

Jiang Yun stopped chewing, looked at her in embarrassment, and smiled instantly.

She said softly, "Do you want it?"

Seeing her like that, Ning Meng hit her: "No more."

Who wants it in her mouth.

Jiang Yun made her amused, even chewing the balls in his mouth was much happier.

Ning Meng deliberately brought up the topic of flowers again: "I haven't asked yet, who sent the flowers."

Jiang Yun slowly swallowed the ball in his mouth, and said casually, "Send it by Xiao Qing."

"Oh." Ning Meng replied cheerfully, "She is so kind to me, she still remembers to send me flowers, you tell me what she likes, I will buy it and send it to her."

I don't know if she meant something, Jiang Yun glanced at her, then forked a piece of carrot and sent it over: "I'm not treating you well?"

She also feeds her.

"It's different." Ning Meng had something in her mouth, and her words were vague: "At least you don't think of sending flowers at this time."

Jiang Yun pinched the tiny bamboo stick in his hand, suspecting that he would break it in the next second.

Wouldn't it be even more embarrassing to admit it at this time?

"Zhao Fan gave it away." Ning Meng said deliberately, her voice was melodious.

Jiang Yun threw the bamboo stick in his hand, and admitted without face: "I gave you that flower."

Ning Meng pursed her lips and smiled: "I know."

Unexpected three words, Jiang Yun turned around and saw her smiling very heartily, her small face under the light was fair and dimpled.

Being deceived, she actually fell into this kind of routine.

Jiang Yun was angry and wanted to laugh, looking at her: "Did Xiao Qing tell you?"

Who else but her!

"You're not allowed to settle accounts with her, what if she doesn't tell me anything later." Ning Meng panicked seeing her inexplicably.

If Jiang Yun went to Xiao Qingyu to settle accounts, then Xiao Qingyu would definitely not dare to provide her with information in the future.

"You're still helping her?" Jiang Yun was so angry that Ning Meng joined forces with Xiao Qingyu to deal with her.

Ning Meng pursed her lips: "Who told you not to tell me anything, and you still refuse to admit it."

Jiang Yun was choked and did not answer.

The cold wind blew, Jiang Yun rubbed his palms to warm up, and held her hand; "I was wrong."

"Yes." Ning Meng replied lazily.

"In the future... I will try my best to change it."

"Feed me another potato." Ning Meng said in a low voice.

Jiang Yun fed the potatoes into her mouth as promised, and asked, "What about Zhao Fan? Why does he call you so often?"

And send her flowers.

Although Jiang Yun kept persuading herself to be magnanimous and not to be petty, she could not be magnanimous after all.

Ning Meng is her girlfriend now, how can she still get involved with miscellaneous people, she has the right to take care of these things now!

"He and I are friends." Ning Meng explained, fearing that she would not believe it, she reiterated: "We are really friends. I made it clear when I went to Xiao Qing's place last time."

"Then you still let him hug you?"

"The last time." Ning Meng emphasized, and sensed something was wrong again, adding: "It's also the first time."

Humph.

Jiang Yun leisurely did not answer.

Ning Meng licked off her oily lips, and kissed Jiang Yun's side face; "I have nothing to do with him."

"It's all oil." Jiang Yun seemed to be disgusted.

Ning Meng frowned, and only heard her continue: "I can still lick off the kiss on the mouth, but what can I do if I kiss on the face."

Ning Meng couldn't help laughing and didn't want to talk to her.

"Are you so happy to be in the final?" Jiang Yun turned to look at her.

Ever since she saw her, the corners of Ning Meng's mouth hadn't dropped.

She, who has always been docile, even gave birth to a little bit of rebellious thinking, like a little tiger that just showed its claws, she quite likes it.

"En." Ning Meng nodded in response.

Entering the finals is equivalent to being recognized for her singing. She has never been a confident person, and she will deliberately hide her inferiority complex when she is with Jiang Yun.

But now there is finally something that can make her face Jiang Yun with confidence, she can't sing, she can teach her.

"Then show me the number one." Jiang Yun pinched her face.

The two sat on the playground for a while, and Ning Meng was the first to stand up, "It's past eleven, let's go back."

Jiang Yun laughed and walked back.

How long did she think she planned to rebel.

It's just a paper tiger.

The author has something to say: catch bugs.