Goddess she is reborn

Song Weiwei returned to the private room, and was not in the mood to play anymore. Sitting in the private room and watching Li Sicheng play games, she couldn't help but be distracted.

The first time I saw Gu Wenshan, Song Weiwei was 19 years old.She had just graduated from high school, carrying an admission notice, pulling a trolley case, and getting off the train, just in time to meet several seniors and sisters holding signs at the station to welcome new students, and Gu Wenshan was among them.

Of course, it was someone else who raised the sign, and she was only responsible for attracting attention as a wallflower.

Song Weiwei only glanced at her. She was originally straight like a steel bar, but she felt as if she had instantly bent into a spiral pattern on the steel bar.

How can there be such a perfect person in the world?Song Weiwei, a senior face control person, almost knelt down.

The girl was wearing a simple white dress decorated with cherry blossoms, with long hair and a shawl, standing in the shade and listening to music with headphones.This girl is cool and beautiful, like a proud queen who was born to walk on the stage, with a colorful aura of heartthrob Mary Sue buff, biangliang, biangliang shining, everyone passing by will pay attention to her, wishing to grow their eyes on her Her face, or become her earphone, mobile phone.

Song Weiwei, who had always been cowardly and cowardly, was surprised by Gu Wenshan's beauty. She didn't know where the courage came from, but she stepped forward and said, "Senior sister, hello, I'm a freshman in this year, and my name is Song Weiwei!"

However, the girl just glanced at her with a cold face, her eyes were indifferent, she said no, she lowered her head and continued to play with her mobile phone.

Song Weiwei's courage, which she had finally mustered up, was deflated like a balloon by this chilly look.The senior next to her was very enthusiastic, and smiled and untied her in time: "Hi, are you a freshman at Huaqing University? I'm Hao Jian. Nice to meet you."

Song Weiwei was pulled aside by the extremely enthusiastic senior, and lost the first chance to say hello to Gu Wenshan.

Afterwards, Song Weiwei reluctantly asked the senior for the name of the senior. The senior sighed and patted her on the shoulder: "Are you crying because of beauty? Do you really want to hook up? That is Gu Wenshan, who is from our school. The school belle has a very cold personality, she doesn't speak more than five words at a time, and even a few grass school girls have failed to hook up, so you'd better give up, girl."

Song Weiwei was extremely disappointed.

I don't know why I want to talk to Gu Wenshan so much, and want to hook her up so much.

Every introverted person's heart is full of small theaters, Song Weiwei is like this, she doesn't talk much on weekdays, her relationship with her classmates is average, her best friend is Rongman, she hardly dares to initiate conversations with others, but she has a heart With a sincere face-control dog heart and idiot heart, he is active in a certain wave and a certain blog of handsome men and beautiful women all the year round, doing all kinds of tumbling and acting cute and funny.

Saying hello to Gu Wenshan this time, I rushed forward with the heat of my head, and then failed.

Heartache.

Later, at the opening ceremony, Gu Wenshan gave a speech as a representative of the old students. Her gestures were full of elegance, her words were generous, her voice was a little cold, but she was very attractive.

Song Weiwei sat under the stage, propped her chin with one hand, held back and held back, and finally couldn't help but took out her phone and recorded the sound.

It's over, it's all recorded, I won't really be raped, right?

Song Weiwei covered her face in horror.

no!Take a look at the beautiful photos of the male god, calm down!

After several encounters, Gu Wenshan showed her skills in various ways, Song Weiwei struggled a lot, and was finally crushed by this beautiful girl.

I can't straighten it even if I stroke it.

When Rong Man sang enough, he remembered his childhood sweetheart, put down the microphone and squeezed over, and squeezed the little squad leader to the other side in a panic.She whispered in Song Weiwei's ear that so and so is so handsome, so and so found a rich boy friend.Song Weiwei was not in the mood to discuss these gossips with her, so she just agreed with her casually.

Rong Man finally realized that she was a little upset, and asked, "What's the matter? Miss your male god as a pillow?"

"Get lost, sir, am I that hungry?" Song Weiwei scolded her, hesitated for a few seconds, and said, "Rong Man, I just met Gu Wenshan."

The joking expression on Rong Man's face froze, looking extremely ferocious, and he cursed for a while.

Song Weiwei also wanted to express her feelings about being short and poor, and never being able to compare with Gu Wenshan. Seeing Rongman's reaction, she couldn't help laughing: "Why such an expression? Isn't it just that I met my ex-girlfriend? Don't like her anymore."

Rong Man looked into her eyes suspiciously, as if to confirm whether she was telling the truth, but unfortunately she was born lacking the ability to see through other people's thoughts, so she could only say: "It's best if you don't like it, that kind of scumbag has nothing but a face What else is good, look at the little squad leader, he is handsome and cute, rich and motivated, caring and likes small animals, the most important thing is that he can cook and is willing to do housework..."

"Stop, stop! You talk about the benefits of so many small squad leaders, so that your family can't hear you silently?"

"Who am I all for? Little heartless, how suitable is the little squad leader. After passing this village, there will be no such shop."

"Why didn't I know that you were a part-time matchmaker?" Song Weiwei curled her lips, but she really felt that the little squad leader was okay, and being the protagonist of her novel couldn't be more suitable, "The little squad leader is okay, with him q number?"

Oye!

Rong Man looked up to the sky and laughed out loud, with no landscape on his face, and almost no facial muscle cramps: "Yes, I will send it to you tonight."

Song Weiwei took a sip of the juice to moisten her throat, and greeted the poor squad leader: "Come on, let's play another game, and then I will teach you how to play king!"

Li Sicheng didn't understand what a king was, but he still nodded foolishly and leaned forward.

Seeing that they were having fun, Rong Man felt relieved, and rushed forward to continue grabbing the microphone.

After high until midnight, a group of people went to the toilet and put on their clothes, greeted and helped up a few drunks who were grinding their teeth, farting and snoring, and said goodbye to each other.

Song Weiwei put on her coat and bid farewell to the little squad leader: "Goodbye, squad leader, Rong Man and I are leaving first."

"Well, be careful on the road." Li Sicheng had to take care of the drunk people, so he could only bid farewell to them in front of the private room.

Song Weiwei ate a lot of small dried fruits and snacks that were given away for free in ktv, and hiccupped so much, she rubbed her stomach, held Rongman's hand, and hummed the runaway version of the gourd baby while hiccupping, occasionally adding a few words Smurfs, the whole neuropathy.

The two walked through the long corridor, and at the end of the corridor, they ran into Gu Wenshan again. She was whispering something to a man, and she didn't notice this side.

It's a good thing she didn't hear her singing, otherwise she would lose all face, and how would she mess around in the future.

Song Weiwei quickly held back her hiccups, and walked over with a stiff face.

Leaving this section of the corridor, Rong Man couldn't help laughing: "Why doesn't the soul singer sing anymore, it sounds so good."

"Go away, uncle." After Song Weiwei finished speaking, she hiccupped again.

"Hahahaha"

#No, I really want to make friends. #