On the second day of cohabitation, I proposed to break up

Song Xueman smiled irrefutably.

He relaxed and leaned on the back of the chair, looked at He Yunbin sharply, and said meaningfully: "Don't do the same stupid thing again."

He Yunbin was sweating profusely all over his body, why the hell is he so small?What the hell have you known since childhood?Song Xueman was truly terrifying.

"That's it, I'll go back and see Dongyu." Song Xueman gestured to get up.

He Yunbin hurriedly said: "Please go slowly, I need to say hello."

Song Xueman raised her lips and smiled lightly, unable to distinguish between happiness and anger.

Back in the dormitory building, I saw a person standing by the window in the corridor.

Song Xueman stretched the corners of her lips, showing a warm smile, and after approaching, she softly called out, "Dong Yu."

Dong Yu turned around from the window, frowning tightly, with a puzzled expression.

"I've been waiting for you for a long time." Dong Yu didn't complain about Song Xueman, but simply told a fact.

Song Xueman was flattered and said: "Why didn't you call?"

Dong Yu slowly shook his head, "Don't worry."

Song Xueman stood beside him, and there was a gentle breeze blowing from the window.

"Is there something you can't figure out?" When looking at Dongyu, his eyes are always softer.

Maybe it was because the sky was sunny, Dong Yu felt that his tone was extraordinarily gentle.

However, it seems to be no different from usual.

Is he usually so gentle when talking to himself?

"Ah."

"You can tell me anything."

Dong Yu hesitated and said, "Have you read the news on the official website?"

Song Xueman frowned slightly, and immediately said, "Look."

Dong Yu said: "I haven't received any official news, did the school find the wrong person?"

Song Xueman was silent for a moment, "What do you think?"

What can you think?Dong Yu couldn't figure out why he asked such a question.

In the end, he answered honestly: "I am worried that the school has been cheated. I haven't received any news from the company, and I don't know about it at all. The school should be cheated."

Song Xueman nodded and said, "How do you want to deal with it?"

"I want to find the secretary."

"Tell the secretary that you are the flying fish?"

"Correct."

Song Xueman rubbed his head naturally, and said in a low tone, "Then why did you hesitate for so long?"

Dong Yu looked confused and didn't pay attention to Song Xueman's small movements, "I've thought about it for a long time, and I think the secretary might not believe it. Strictly speaking, the account number and song copyright belong to the company. I don't know how to prove it. I am Feiyu. "

Song Xueman smiled: "You are his student, why doesn't he believe you?"

Dong Yu turned his head in confusion, "Will he believe me?"

"You didn't lie, why doesn't he believe it?" Song Xueman rubbed his cheeks that were blown cold by the wind, "Okay, I'll accompany you to find him."

"Thank you." Dong Yu said.

Song Xueman lowered his gaze, landed on Dongyu's face, and said inexplicably, "Thank you?"

Dong Yu asked: "Then what do you want? I'll treat you to dinner later?"

Song Xueman smiled, hooked Dongyu's shoulder with his left hand, and took out his mobile phone with his right hand, "Let's take a group photo."

Dong Yu didn't think deeply, and agreed straight away: "Okay."

"You raise your head and close your eyes." Song Xueman said.

Dong Yu was a little annoyed, and he didn't like having a fit, so he closed his eyes and slowly raised his head.

"Don't open your eyes."

"hurry up."

Facing that defenseless face, Song Xue's brows and eyes were filled with a starry smile.

He lowered his head and approached the lightly pursed lips.

When the distance between the two was close at hand, he stopped.

Song Xueman held his breath, he knew that if he got closer, he would be able to kiss Dongyu's lips.

Dong Yu urged, "Okay..."

In an instant, his lips touched something soft, and Dong Yu opened his eyes in surprise, but there was nothing in front of him.

He numbly touched his lips, "Just now..."

Song Xueman turned off the phone and asked puzzledly, "What happened just now?"

Seeing Song Xueman's serious expression, Dongyu fell into confusion: "I seem to have bumped into something just now."

"Are you too nervous?" Song Xueman smiled.

"Really?" Dong Yu glanced at him suspiciously, "Show me the photo."

Song Xueman said: "I didn't take the picture, I made a mistake."

Dong Yu: "..."

"Let's go and find the secretary."

Dong Yu had no choice but to nod, "Okay."

The two turned their heads and saw a person leaning against the left 40 door.

Song Xueman's eyes froze, and her thin lips pursed lightly.

Dong Yu shouted, "Second brother, what are you doing here?"

The second child's dark circles are as heavy as ever, and his eyes are always tired when looking at people.

He leaned against the wall with his arms folded, his eyes flicked between Dongyu and Song Xueman, and finally stopped on Song Xueman.

"There is monitoring, be careful." The second child said coldly, and then went back to the dormitory.

Dong Yu asked confusedly, "What do you mean?"

"Probably thought I was doing something bad."

Song Xueman sent several WeChat messages to Jiang Shi, who was discussing things in the office.

When I arrived at the secretary's office, there was a familiar figure at the door.

Dong Yu asked in surprise, "It's him?"

This person is the man carrying the guitar that I met on the side of the road in the morning.

Song Xueman narrowed her eyes slightly, paused her footsteps, turned her head to Dongyu and said, "Tell me, does he know that his guitar is fake?"

Dong Yu froze for a moment: "I don't know."

"You talk to him for a while, I'll go in and find the secretary, and help you talk about it."

"You go in?" Dong Yu asked in surprise.

"Yes, I will speak for you."

It's okay for Dong Yu to think about it, anyway, Song Xueman understands this matter very well, so he nodded: "Okay."

Song Xueman knocked on the door of the office, Jiang Shi answered, there seemed to be other people in the office.

After Song Xueman went in, Dong Yu looked at the man's guitar by the door.

The material is very good, but the owner did not take care of it and it was severely worn.

There is no doubt that this is a good guitar.

Although it's not as good as the six death speed of 'Xianyin', it's not much worse.

The man leaned his head against the wall, raised his chin and glanced at Dong Yu, with a lollipop in his mouth, and said vaguely, "Kid, what are you looking at?"

Dong Yu didn't like this title very much, frowned, and asked, "Where did you buy the guitar?"

The man lazily looked away, and after more than ten seconds, he seemed to be too bored before replying: "I don't know, let the assistant take it casually."

Dong Yu said: "The shape of this guitar is very similar to that of Liude."

"Oh? Very similar? You mean, isn't this Liudedu?"

"What did your assistant tell you?"

The man said: "He said it's a high imitation, it's not that an expert can't tell the difference. I can't just meet an expert, right?"

"How much?" Dong Yu continued to ask.

"90." The man's attitude was contemptuous, and he didn't take the high cost to heart.

Dong Yu shook his head, "It's not worth the price."

The man became a little interested, "How much do you think it should be worth?"

"At least it will be halved."

"Halved?"

"correct."

Dong Yu lightly touched the piano board with his hand, and said in a regretful tone, "Although it is a high imitation, it is still a good piano."

The man chuckled, "Distressed?"

"The piano needs to be maintained from time to time, and it needs to be played every three to five times. Judging by the state of the strings, it has not been touched for at least two months."

The man raised his eyebrows indifferently and said, "I've never touched it, and I can't play the guitar?"

Dong Yu asked confusedly, "Then what are you doing with it on your back?"

The man smiled and said, "A...personal design?"

"What on earth do you do?" Dong Yu asked with a frown.

"Me? Singer and voice actor, good at imitating various voices." After the man finished speaking, his movements paused, "Don't say it."

"Oh." Dongyu nodded.

After Dong Yu asked what she wanted to know, she stood aside alone, and the man wanted to ask something else, but Dong Yu only answered perfunctorily.

Dong Yu wrote his attitude on his face, obviously not wanting to talk anymore, the man smiled when he saw it.

Who is this?

Not long after, Song Xueman came out of the office.

Dong Yu's indifferent eyebrows and eyes added a little anger. He stepped forward and asked, "How is it? Did the secretary write?"

Song Xue glanced at the man nonchalantly, nodded and said: "The secretary said that we need to investigate, but the results will be found out soon. The flying fish invited by the school is not a real 'flying fish'."

When the man not far away heard this, his black eyes narrowed slightly, and his expression became serious.

Song Xueman hooked Dong Yu's shoulders and led him back, "Go back, we don't have to worry about the rest."

Dong Yu nodded thoughtfully. Now that he has told the secretary, he really can't control the next thing.

"Wait—" the man suddenly stopped the two of them.

Song Xueman raised the corners of her lips and turned slightly, "Is there something wrong?"

Dong Yu looked back at him in puzzlement.

The man took the candy out of his mouth and took off the hood of his hoodie, only then did Dongyu see his face clearly.

Men's facial features are very ordinary, and they will disappear when thrown in the crowd.

However, those hazel eyes are like cats, which is particularly impressive.

"Who are you?" the man asked.

Song Xueman lowered her head and smiled: "Sir, what does this have to do with you?"

The man looked at Song Xueman intriguingly, "It does matter, because I am the flying fish in your mouth."

Hearing this, Dong Yu opened his eyes wide in a daze, "What do you mean?"

"I am the flying fish."

Dong Yu shook his head: "You are not."

"I'm not? Are you?" the man said contemptuously.

Dong Yu nodded, "Yeah."

"How dare you admit it." The man smiled instead of anger.

"Why didn't I dare?" Dong Yu said naturally.

The man raised his lips frivolously, and walked towards Dong Yu step by step. With a wicked smile in his eyes, he slowly lowered his body and met Dong Yu's gaze face to face, "Even if you are, who would believe it?"

Song Xueman embraced him in his arms and opened the distance between Dong Yu and the man.

Song Xueman's smile did not change: "Then how can you prove that you are a flying fish?"

The man looked arrogant, "Do I need proof? The Internet is full of my notices."

"What if I have evidence to prove that you're not Feiyu?" Song Xueman's demeanor was modest, without showing any sharp edge, but still made people dare not underestimate him.

"Evidence?" The man sneered, "Is the evidence useful?"

Song Xueman said, "Try it?"

"Provoke me on purpose?" The man's eyes were complicated, and he could see Song Xueman's intentions.

Song Xue wasn't surprised, "Are you scared?"

"Afraid? I'm afraid you're not worth the loss, and the bamboo basket will be empty." The man's eyes lingered on Dongyu for a moment, "Even if this kid is real, he doesn't understand, you should understand. I came here blatantly , isn’t it enough to explain the official attitude?”

"How about we make a bet?" Song Xueman said.

The man was full of interest and said, "How to gamble?"

"Introduce public opinion and use the wind direction of public opinion to make the result. You should know that Flying Fish has a guitar, which is one of the six death degrees. If you win, I will find a way to buy you a six death degree from abroad to confirm your identity; If you lose, publicly clarify all facts and apologize to him."

Dong Yu listened in a daze, and became more and more confused when he heard this.

He tugged at Song Xueman's clothes, and said in a low voice, "What do you mean? He's a liar? What kind of bet are you talking about?"

Song Xueman rubbed the top of his head, "Don't think about it if you can't figure it out, it's not a big deal."

The man smiled and said, "Don't order anything else? Money, or something valuable?"

"No need." Song Xueman pulled Dong Yu around and turned around before leaving, "You should know what to do to bring this matter into public opinion."

The gleam in the man's eyes was like a hunter participating in a hunt.

"Then, shall we meet at the preliminary round?"

The author has something to say: Brother Song taught him to dig his own grave.

Ah ah ah ah I get stuck every day, I know how the plot will go down, but I just get stuck

Originally, I wanted to be the sixth girl, but I couldn't afford it anymore, so I might as well be the third girl.

感谢在2020-02-2522:13:24~2020-02-2621:13:04期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who threw the landmine: it’s a Tuotuo, it’s Jiuli one;

Thanks to the little angels of irrigation nutrient solution: 10 bottles of Diewu Tianya; 5 bottles of Uni sauce; 1 bottle of Linyu-°, Susu Shilijiang;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!