Fast Time Travel Novel Improver

The seven-day holiday for the Spring Festival has passed, and Song Yaze has become an office worker again.

It's just that today's Tiangong seems to have changed his face again, and he seems to be suddenly furious, and the time of turning a page has changed.

Song Yaze got off the light rail, and there was still a short distance to the KTV.

It is like a violent storm outside, the whole sky is very cloudy, the clouds seem to have never accumulated so thick, showing a thick gray-black; the raindrops are big and heavy, if you accidentally hit it, it will feel like eating cold food Like a gun, it was cold and painful.

He had no choice but to take off his coat and put it on his head, trotting all the way to the ktv.The cunning rain dodged his coat and swept into his neck at an angle, making him chill and soaking his collar.

When we arrived at the ktv, there were already a few guests inside. A small number of them were students who were going to cram school in the afternoon, but most of them included those who were fully fired all night.

Song Yaze shivered slightly and changed into his overalls, making his already handsome and slender figure even more charming.His hair was wet, and when he touched it, it was full of rainwater with ice particles.He frowned, and went to the staff rest area to blow it with a hair dryer.

Suddenly, he saw an extremely familiar and extremely special tall and thin figure at the front desk. Since the lights of the ktv were not fully turned on, the background was very dark.But Song Yaze still recognized it at a glance. The owner could be easily identified from the rooster head that wished it was taller than the sky.

His heart tightened, and at the same time, goose bumps began to appear on his body.

"Um... you... came to work?"

Qiu Ying asked hesitantly, the light was too dim, Song Yaze couldn't see his expression clearly, he just felt that he was a stiff statue.

"Ah."

Song Yaze responded resignedly.

"That... I've been waiting for you to come to work..."

Qiu Ying seemed to be stuttering, and her voice became smaller and smaller.

"Are you here to ask for the so-called debt?"

This was Song Yaze's first feeling.

"No, no! Of course not! My uncle made a mistake. He thought it was still popular to pay off father's debts!" ​​Qiu Ying was a little anxious, and hurriedly explained.

"Your uncle? Aren't you the boss?" Song Yaze asked curiously.

"I'm not, I'm just the legal representative, and my uncle is the general manager."

This time Qiu Ying answered with a smooth voice and a normal tone.

When Song Yaze heard the answer, he realized that the other party was not an unreasonable gangster. The heart that had been hanging high all these days was finally relieved, like a stone falling into a soft cotton ball.

At this time, the headlights just turned on, and cheerful rock music sounded at the same time.Song Yaze saw Qiu Ying standing not far away, and sighed silently: The other party was still dressed like that, but his hair seemed to be taller than that day, and even his lips were wearing lip nails, nose nails and a pair of nails. Song Yaze seemed to feel a pain in the row of earrings.

Qiu Ying also saw Song Yaze, who was also as gentle and clean as that day, with a beautiful and warm appearance, and there seemed to be a reassuring and relaxing heat flowing through her body forever, and she really wanted to make people strip naked and take a dip in the warm hot spring Bubble.

But now, his hair is very wet and a little messy, his bangs are stuck to his forehead, and slowly dripping round drops of water.

Qiu Ying's face burned up all of a sudden, he was very embarrassed, he knew that his face must have turned red unbelievably, and he must look very weak in Song Yaze's eyes.But this embarrassment was uncontrollable, the more he thought about it, the hotter his face became.

He felt as if his face had been pressed by a group of villains to make fire. The more he resisted, the more he would burn to death.

Standing opposite, Song Yaze watched Qiu Ying's originally normal face gradually rise to rosy, and finally boiled. He couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed for him, so he said "goodbye" wisely, and stayed in the opposite party's eyes. With a dazed expression, he entered the rest area.

The blowing of the warm air from the hair dryer and the comfort of the powerful heating from the KTV finally made Song Yaze's chilly body recover its heat.He tidied his hair and stopped doing foreign work, so he opened the door and prepared to go out.

As soon as he opened the door, Song Yaze saw a person with black and purple lips who was only two decimeters away from him in front of the door. He was startled, and at the same time, he instinctively punched that figure not lightly but not hard.

At that moment, he thought he saw a ghost.

"Ouch!" Qiu Ying clutched her stomach, took a step back with pain on her face, and yelled.

Hearing the familiar voice, Song Yaze came to his senses and asked with lingering fear:

"Qiu...Qiu Ying? Why are you standing so close?"

"I... that... I just wander... Do you know the word wandering?"

Qiu Ying clutched her stomach and rubbed the place where she was beaten vigorously, her expression was not good, but she still argued.

Song Yaze ignored him, stepped forward quickly, and asked anxiously, "Are you okay?"

He knew in his heart that although the punch he punched out of desperation just now was not with all his strength, it was still enough for the opponent to drink a pot.

Looking at Song Yaze's anxious face, Qiu Ying was about to say "it's okay", but when she rolled her eyes, she suddenly had an idea:

"Ouch! You beat me to death! My head is covered now!"

"Blinded?!"

Song Yaze was very anxious. He was not worried about Qiu Ying, but he was afraid of bearing high medical expenses.His younger brother was still going to high school, and he didn't have much money in his card. Qiu Ying's distorted face made him even more worried.

"Then I'll take you to the hospital to have a look."

Song Yaze pulled Qiu Ying up, wrapped his arm around his shoulders, and was about to ask the boss for leave, and take this trouble with a 300% return rate to the hospital.

"That...you don't need to go to the hospital...just take me to an empty private room on the third floor..."

Qiu Ying's domineering tone just now had completely retreated, his face began to flush again, and correspondingly, his voice began to be intermittent.

"Really?" Song Yaze was a little worried, but he was more fortunate that he really couldn't afford the medical expenses.

"Well... you can rest with me... that's fine..."

Qiu Ying was a little shy, his voice became smaller and smaller, like a mosquito flying farther and farther away.

The two of them moved step by step with difficulty, and finally came to the private room on the third floor. At Qiu Ying's request, it was the same room as the last time Sha Matt had a big party.Now that the killers are gone, the entire private room has a literary and elegant music atmosphere.

Panting, Song Yaze put Qiu Ying on the sofa, and sat aside to rest himself. He straightened his legs, leaned his back on the soft leather, spread his hands on his sides, and slightly closed his eyes.Just now Qiu Ying almost put half of his weight on her shoulders, she was really exhausted.

At this time, he felt a weight on his leg, and looked down, and found that Qiu Ying used his leg as a pillow and rested his head on it. He was still covering his stomach with one hand, his eyes were closed tightly, and he was moaning. land.

"Why are you resting my leg? Isn't there a pillow next to it?" Song Yaze carefully held Qiu Ying's head and prepared to move it away.

"Aren't I in pain and confused? I just lay on your lap as soon as I lay down..." Qiu Ying thought of an excuse on the spur of the moment, feeling secretly happy.

"I'll get you a pillow." Song Yaze was about to get up.

"Don't, don't! I can't stand the bomb..."

Feeling that the leg muscles under the head were about to tense, Qiu Ying quickly pretended to be in great pain, and said pitifully.

"I'd better take you to the hospital!" Song Yaze looked at Qiu Ying's pained appearance, and planned to admit that it was unlucky to spend money.

"No, no, no! I'll just lie down like this for a while..." Qiu Ying rolled over with her eyes closed, her right hand clutching her stomach with wrinkled facial features.

Song Yaze stared at Qiu Ying for a moment, and couldn't help but said with some amusement: "You covered the wrong place, I hit your left abdomen just now; why are you covering your right abdomen now?"

Qiu Ying was stunned, not knowing how to answer for a while, so she closed her eyes and pretended to be dead.

Song Yaze looked at Qiu Ying whose ears were burning, and couldn't laugh or cry, so he picked up his red ears, lowered his head and said softly:

"Why did you lie to me?"

Qiu Ying felt Song Yaze's low voice whispering in her ear, blowing hot air past her ears, her face was immediately hot, as if someone had pulled her hair and soaked it in chili sauce; at the same time, her body was also A surge of impulse caught him off guard.

He immediately sat up from Song Yaze's lap, bent his legs, turned his back on Song Yaze, and remained silent for fear that the people behind him would find out his little secret.

Song Yaze also stood up, smiled and said to him:

"I'm very busy, I don't have time to play this child's tricks with you. When I get back, I'll change your village Shamat look, study hard, and stop fooling around like this."

Qiu Ying blushed, hugged her knees and argued:

"I'm not a child! I'm already a child! I'm a legal person of our company! The supervisor wants an account!"

"Okay! Now that you know you're not a child, stop wearing this bizarre outfit!" Song Yaze said helplessly.

"I... that... I'm not weird! I'm handsome! Very fashionable!" Qiu Ying didn't dare to look at Song Yaze, and glanced aside.

"But I think it's ugly and weird!" Song Yaze said frankly what he thought.

As if hearing a bolt from the blue, Qiu Ying was stunned, turned his head in a daze, and asked hurtfully, "You think it's ugly? Why?"

Seeing Qiu Yingda's appearance of being hit, Song Yaze couldn't speak harsh words anymore, and said softly:

"This kind of outfit is no longer what children should wear. You need to do things that suit your age, such as preparing for the college entrance examination, instead of hanging out with a bunch of idlers every day."

"But...but I don't go to school anymore. After I graduated from junior high school, I stopped studying." Qiu Ying lowered her head, as if a little embarrassed.

"You didn't study after graduating from junior high school?!"

Song Yaze was surprised. Qiu Ying's family was well-off, and he was fully capable of receiving education.

"Yeah." Qiu Ying nodded, "My father, my mother, and my uncle all graduated from elementary school, and they said that studying is useless. They themselves only went to elementary school, so they still started a company, and now they are living a good life!"

Song Yaze felt very strange, so he asked, "Who was the legal person of your company before you were born?"

"My mother!" Qiu Ying said, "My father is the general manager, and my mother is a legal person. But this year, they entered the game, so my uncle became the general manager, and I became a legal person."

"Get into the game?!" Song Yaze was so shocked that his voice became louder, "Your parents are in jail, why are you acting like nothing happened?"

"It's okay, my uncle said that they will be redeemed in another month!" Qiu Ying said lightly.

— Redeem it?It should mean bail!This uneducated family!

"How did they get in?" Song Yaze asked.

"They... because they beat their son and forced him to repay the debt left by his father..." Qiu Ying began to falter again.

"It's just forcing the father to pay back the debt!" Song Yaze mercilessly exposed the essence of the matter.

"Almost..." Qiu Ying reluctantly admitted.

"Forget it, you should go to school as soon as possible. This society is no longer the society your parents had at that time! Do you know that you are already three years behind others. Your peers will be able to go to college this year, but You just graduated from junior high school."

Song Yaze patted Qiu Ying on the shoulder and persuaded him patiently.

"Then... I haven't read a book for three years... Is there time?"

"As long as you want to learn, you can learn it anytime, and you only have it!" Song Yaze encouraged, "You can spend money on a specialist, your family will open a guarantee company, major in finance, it's useful!"

Qiu Ying's mind seemed to open a new door.In fact, he is not tired of studying. On the contrary, he still has a strong interest in mathematics and extraordinary talent. It is just that the conservative thinking of his family has a great influence on him. Coupled with the help of friends around him, he no longer goes to school. .

Today, Song Yaze's words made him feel that the world in front of him was much brighter, and a hot current filled with fresh blood quickly ran through his whole body.

Yes, even though he is a rebellious and domineering boy who killed Matt on the surface, he has never clearly defined his goal in his heart.He has never set an ideal, because his parents and family have already set it, and he only needs to follow the roadmap set by them and move forward aimlessly.He never thought about where the direction and the road lead.

Today, he feels that he has a new lighthouse, and the one who lights up the lighthouse is Song Yaze, whom he has been thinking about for so many days.

It can be said that he fell in love with Song Yaze at first sight, and even in his dreams, the other party's figure could not be lingered.He shirked his friend's invitation, preferring to repeat "rday" at home, secretly thinking about this person, he found that he fell in love with Song Yaze, this realization made him extremely excited and shy.

He is obviously a rebellious person who doesn't get into anything, but he responds to Song Yaze's advice in every possible way.This change is not a sudden impulse, nor an accident, nor a whim, but a heartfelt liking.

"Just wait, I'm going to change my look today!"

Qiu Ying said swearingly, her eyes sparkled.After speaking, he disappeared with his rooster head on his head, leaving Song Yaze alone in the private room, dumbfounded.