Bow down for beauty every day [entertainment circle]

The warm and soft lips were attached to the cheeks, as soft as cotton candy.

The two were so close that Song Qingwan could clearly feel her burning hot breath.The breath of her breath touched her cheeks, and she only felt that the pores all over her body were receiving this temperature.

Tang Zhen reached out and hugged her, "Thank you for coming to my side, it's nice to have you."

It's good to have you, all the bitterness I have eaten has now become sweet.I was once in Shura, and never saw the sun. Your appearance lit up my world.

Song Qingwan didn't react for a while, and she was embedded in her arms.She smelled of makeup and powder, and she had just returned from taking off her makeup in the studio, and there was a faint fragrance in the tips of her hair.

Tang Zhen held the flower in her hands and tightly wrapped her arms around her arms. She greedily breathed in the smell of her body, felt her body temperature and heartbeat.

The lights outside the floor-to-ceiling windows are still bright, and there are not many people coming and going on the street. Couples walk together under the starry sky.The moon tonight seems to be more beautiful than yesterday, and the gentle moonlight surrounds the whole world.

When hugging becomes natural, the words in the heart cannot be hidden.

"Wanwan, I like you so much, can you like me too..."

Her voice was as soft as a pool of water, shining on the moonlight, softening all the air around her.

Song Qingwan was held tightly by her, and she felt that her breathing was almost involuntary.

When Tang Zhen hugged her, he was so hard and spoke so carefully.Like a traveler in the wind and rain, holding an umbrella handed over by a passer-by.An umbrella is not enough to protect her from the wind and rain, but she needs warmth to support her to move on.

An ignorant girl, just because she treats her well, she likes her, just like a child would like a toy, that is just infatuation, not love.

Tang Zhen didn't mean it that way, but Song Qingwan felt like she was a little moved.

Like it?She seems to like her.When the words like “like” are spoken, it seems that the throbbing in my heart from time to time has the answer.

The woman in the dream overlapped with the little girl in reality. She had longed for this person and liked him so much.Her strength, her stubbornness, and her beauty all moved her heart.

Such a good little girl, how can people not be tempted.But she regarded herself as a life-saving straw, but at this moment she suddenly had a wrong thought.

Thinking of this, Song Qingwan turned her head away in embarrassment.

A rose fell from the bouquet in her hand, and a blooming flower bloomed on the ground.

Maybe it was because the night was too dark, or maybe the scent of roses was too charming, Tang Zhen later realized that he had made a slip of the tongue.She let go of her hand quickly, then knelt down to pick up the fallen roses.

Her movements were light and slow, as if facing an abyss.

In the past two days, she has repeatedly lost control. She has gone too far. She shouldn't have forced her Miss Song like this.

Why did this happen? Was it because Liu Qiaonan gave her a sense of crisis?Or is she really too insecure?She was suddenly afraid, afraid that she would lose Song Qingwan again.She had witnessed her death before, and when she missed her repeatedly in the middle of the night, she was not even considered as a friend...

This kind of heart-wrenching pain, I really don't want to try it again.

She desperately wants her response, desperately wants her likes.It was as if only getting her gaze could prove that such a world was not a dream.

She is too greedy, and greedily wants all the desires in her heart to come true.

Tang Zhen picked up the flowers again and put them back in the bouquet, as if protecting a beloved thing, so carefully.

"Ah Zhen, I..." Song Qingwan spoke first.

Tang Zhen quickly raised his head to look at her, she was high above, carrying all her light.

"I..." Song Qingwan turned her eyes away from her, returned to her position, and said as she walked, "I have always liked Ah Zhen, so no matter what happens in the future, please believe me Go ahead." Believe me, all my decisions are made to make you better.

With an understatement, she cleared up the ambiguous atmosphere.

"Okay." Tang Zhen was a little disappointed. After all, the two people's liking is different.

The squatting body stood up again, and the two turned their backs. She regained her emotions, and then happily sat back on the table with the rose in her arms, as if nothing had happened, with a forced smile on her face , "Sister, this is the first time I have received flowers, I am, a little overjoyed, I was so excited just now."

"You will receive more in the future." Song Qingwan held the glass and took a sip of the lemonade, pulling herself away from the strange thoughts.

Tang Zhen didn't talk to her. She knew what Song Qingwan meant. She would receive many flowers in the future, but they would only be from other people.

But at this time the waiter brought up the ordered dishes, and Song Qingwan took the initiative to add dishes to Tang Zhen's bowl.Tang Zhen hugged Rose and refused to let go, watching helplessly as the dishes in the bowl grew more and more.

Noticing her slender fingers flexibly opening and closing, Tang Zhen stopped with a blushing face, "Sister, enough is enough."

Is she being nice to her?

Tang Zhen looked down at the dishes in the bowl, his eyes were strange, but he still happily picked up the dishes and ate them one by one. While eating, he licked his mouth and yelled sweetly, "Thank you elder sister."

"Hmm..." Song Qingwan watched her lick the little tongue on her lips, swallowed, and suddenly ate absent-mindedly, unable to say anything in her mind.

Recently, I got too close to Tang Zhen, and I often have a lot of strange ideas. These ideas are not what a manager should have for his artist.

It is better to keep some distance between the two of them.

After going back, Song Qingwan didn't sleep well all night, and she came to the conclusion after insomnia that she still had to send Tang Zhen there.

On the one hand, she felt that the recent relationship between the two was indeed too close.After realizing that she had feelings for Tang Zhen, she was suddenly afraid that if she was not careful, it would be easy to misfire.They had to separate for a short period of time, and she had to keep calm and not let Tang Zhen ruin it in her own hands.

On the other hand, for Tang Zhen's growth, she had to cultivate Tang Zhen's sense of independence early.It is not the previous guard against the outside world, but to accept the world and integrate into it.Otherwise, if you join the crew and shoot for several months, there will definitely be problems.And this time with Zhang Xiaowei as the lead, this is a rare opportunity for Tang Zhen.

At noon the next day, Song Qingwan decided to seriously call over there for consultation.

The call was made directly to the person in charge, Shen Zhou. Song Qingwan had heard some rumors about her before, but she was not familiar with her.After all, when Shen Zhou gave up being a manager, she was still abroad and knew nothing about the domestic entertainment industry, except that she was also a legend.

After a while, the phone was connected.

"Hey……"

A lazy female voice came from the opposite side, her voice was a little dull, as if she hadn't woken up yet, but she just said this word, as if the lines were full of tiredness and laziness, like a sleeping Persian cat.

Song Qingwan held the phone: "Hello, is this Miss Shen?"

"I don't buy insurance, my family has a house and a car, and I don't need to take health care products if I am healthy. If I have nothing else to do, I will hang up." The person on the other end of the phone showed obvious impatience.

Sensing that the other party was transferring the phone, Song Qingwan quickly said, "Hi, my name is Song, and this is the number given to me by Director Zhang Xiaowei."

The other party paused, "It's Ms. Song... Well, I mentioned this to me. You can bring someone over at five o'clock this afternoon."

Before Song Qingwan finished speaking, the other party had already hung up the phone.

Glancing at the hand holding the phone, Song Qingwan frowned slightly. This person seemed a bit difficult to deal with.

Thinking of this, she opened the app and searched for this woman named Shen Zhou.After searching for a long time, Baidu didn't have any information about her except for her daily lace news, but found her shadow on Weibo.

Ten years ago, Shen Zhou was also a topical figure in the industry.Up to now, she has more than 100 million fans on Weibo, and every Weibo comment and like is thousands or even tens of thousands. This popularity is no less than the dehydration data of a third-tier star.

Over the years, Shen Zhou rarely posted on Weibo, and mainly shared his life occasionally.For example, when to buy a limited-edition bag, when to travel abroad for scenery photos, and this high-end dress, and check in at the new online celebrity store.He has completely become a lifestyle blogger, and he can't see the shadow of the former top agent at all.

After looking around, Song Qingwan couldn't find any photo of Shen Zhou showing his face.

Seeing the photo of Shen Zhou's recent afternoon tea, he suddenly felt thirsty.Song Qingwan walked out of the room while flipping through her phone, planning to get some black tea from the cabinet downstairs.

Walking to the cupboard, Song Qingwan found that the place where she put her black tea had been moved, and quickly asked Aunt Yun who was pruning in the yard outside, "Aunt Yun, where did I put my black tea?"

"It's in the cabinet above the cupboard." Aunt Yun replied from outside, and hurriedly said, "Don't look for it, I'll get it for you."

"No, I'll do it myself." Song Qingwan pouted. When this cabinet was first built, its position was a bit high.In addition, the jar was pushed inside by some debris, so she had to empty the outside first.

Putting the phone aside, still stuck on Shen Zhou's browsing page, Song Qingwan reached out to take off the bottles and cans that were placed outside one by one.Halfway through taking it, she suddenly felt another hand reaching out.

That hand was white and slender, with distinct joints, very beautiful, obviously not Aunt Yun's.

"Sister, do you want to take this?" Her voice was sweet and sexy.

Tang Zhen was standing behind her, speaking provocatively.

Song Qingwan subconsciously took a step back when a voice came from her ear.

The iron box in his hand fell to the ground, making a "clang clang" sound on the ground.Song Qingwan only felt that she had bad thoughts, and now seeing Tang Zhen, she always felt that something was wrong, so she took another step back.

Tang Zhen saw her dodge back, and then their feet bumped into each other, Song Qingwan's feet bumped into hers.

Seeing that she was about to fall, Tang Zhen reached out and put the jar aside almost subconsciously, and put his arms around her waist to help her up.

Song Qingwan, who was suddenly supported by her, was also stunned. She quickly got up, covered her face in embarrassment, and said, "Thank you." Then she immediately squatted down to pick up the things to hide her panic .

Tang Zhen put his arms around her waist just now...

It was obviously to help her, how could she have such a strange idea.

Seeing that she had been squatting on the ground and unable to get up, Tang Zhen frowned.Did you scare her yesterday?

She tentatively asked: "I didn't go to work today, and I didn't come down to eat at noon. Is my sister hiding from me?"

Song Qingwan knew that Tang Zhen had always been sensitive, and was afraid that she would think too much, so she quickly denied it, "No!"

The crooked crescent eyebrows were deliberately frowned by Tang Zhen. She took the black tea pot beside her and knelt down, then reached out and grabbed her right hand, put the pot in her hand, and said aggrievedly: "I really did it yesterday." I don’t mean anything else. When I say I like my sister, I just like it. This kind of liking is like liking a friend or an elder. So, don’t be pressured by my sister, okay? Don’t avoid me OK?"

Tang Zhen deliberately repeated this matter, also wanting to test Song Qingwan's thoughts.She looked down at her with her big watery eyes, as if she really had no other thoughts in her pure eyes.

Looking at each other, Tang Zhen saw her bewildered face, with a smile on her mouth, and reached out to imitate her appearance and touched Song Qingwan's head, "I like my sister so much, so my sister will like me too, right?"

The soft hair passed through Tang Zhen's hands once, and she stroked it gently, as if every strand of hair had been electrified.The jar in her hand suddenly became heavy, Song Qingwan lowered her eyes, not daring to look at her, thinking: You don't have any thoughts about me, but I seem to have...

How could she have thoughts about a little girl who had just grown up? !This is still her artist!

"I, I will also like Ah Zhen like this." Song Qingwan blamed herself for a long time, struggling back and forth with complicated emotions.Being stared at all the time, Song Qingwan stood up guiltily, put the bottles and jars in her hands aside, and explained: "I just haven't slept too much recently, and I haven't recovered much today."

Tang Zhen nodded very understandingly, expressing his understanding of her current lie.She stood up, just in time to see that Song Qingwan's phone was still on, and on her screen was a Weibo page called Shen Zhou.

Tang Zhen had only heard about Shen Zhou, but he was not familiar with it.I only heard that this person is a master of love in the circle, and he doesn't shy away from meat and vegetables.In her last life, her manager reminded her to stay away from this kind of person.

Why did Miss Song pay attention to her?

Song Qingwan noticed her gaze and put the phone away.

Tang Zhen asked, "Sister, do you have anything else to say to me?"

Song Qingwan took the cell phone and the black tea jar, and said to her, "Come with me."

Tang Zhen followed Song Qingwan to her room, Song Qingwan entered the room to make tea, Tang Zhen tiptoed, not knowing what to do for a while.

At this moment, Yuan Ming ran over from nowhere, ran into the room in a flash, then bit the corner of Tang Zhen's skirt, and fell softly against her ankles with his whole body.

Tang Zhen raised his eyebrows, knelt down, poked Yuan Ming's dark head with his hand, and said indulgently, "Are you showing favor, or acting like a baby?"

As she spoke, she hugged Yuan Ming into her arms.

When she stood up, her eyes met Song Qingwan's.

Song Qingwan was boiling water and preparing to make tea. She stood by the small desk in the room, her fingers suddenly paused, and she always felt that Tang Zhen seemed to mean something.She pointed to the newly bought small sofa next to her and told her to sit there, "Sit down."

The small sofa and coffee table were ordered by Tang Zhen after she huddled pitifully in her small chair for the first time, and it should have been moved in when she was on a business trip a few days ago.Her room is quite big, and she doesn't like to buy these useless things on weekdays. After moving in a whole set, the room will not look cramped at all.

"Oh." Tang Zhen sat obediently on the sofa, very skillful.She blinked, holding Yuan Ming with an innocent face.

I didn't do anything wrong, did I?No matter how it looks, it seems that the anger is not small...

After Song Qingwan made tea, she brought a set of tea sets to the sofa table where Tang Zhen was sitting, and poured her a cup too.Xiao Yuanming leaned forward, went up to sniff, and was pushed back by Tang Zhen.

This is the tea my sister poured for her, and this dead cat dared to snatch it!

She reached out to take the white porcelain cup, but was stopped by Song Qingwan, "Wait until it's cold before drinking."

"Okay," Tang Zhen withdrew his hand, and pressed Yuan Ming into his arms again, with a smile on his lips, "Listen to my sister."

Song Qingwan glanced at her, and felt that she had indeed changed a lot from the first time she saw her.It's only been a while, and it feels like a different person.Children, seem to have become a lot more cheerful.

Yuan Ming rolled around in Tang Zhen's arms and rubbed her cat hair.

Just when Tang Zhen was about to get angry, he caught a glimpse of a business card on the table, which belonged to Shen Zhou.

Noticing where her gaze was, Song Qingwan remembered that she had placed it on the coffee table when she was on the phone.She simply handed it over to Tang Zhen generously, and was going to clarify the matter together.

"Shen Zhou has an art test training school, and it will also be in charge of cultural training courses. It is usually difficult to get into. This is introduced by director Zhang Xiaowei. I contacted Ms. Shen, and she said that she can arrange for you to join the class. Now until next year's test , time is running out." Song Qingwan finished talking to this point, and then raised her eyes to observe Tang Zhen, Tang Zhen's mood did not change, she asked again, "What do you think?"

Tang Zhen touched Yuan Ming, continued to smile, "Listen to my sister."

Song Qingwan: "Yes, I live on campus."

Tang Zhen paused, and the hand that was still stroking Yuan Ming suddenly froze.Yuan Ming noticed her stop, glared at her with his amber eyes, and stretched out his paw to rest on her hand in dissatisfaction, motioning for her to continue.

Tang Zhen, who was pushed a bit, came back to his senses, and continued to smile at Song Qingwan, "I always listen to my sister, and I believe that all the decisions my sister made for me were right."

Song Qingwan didn't expect her to accept it so quickly, she stood up and put the cold cup in Tang Zhen's hand, "I understand."

At 04:30 in the afternoon, Song Qingwan arrived early with Tang Zhen.

Tang Zhen didn't have any luggage, and sat in the car depressed all the time.Song Qingwan knew what she was thinking, but there was no way to comfort her now.

When the two arrived at the address on the business card, Song Qingwan suddenly saw the words Qingyi Performance School at the door of a building.The training school opened by Shen Zhou is called Qingyi Performing School, which is formally passed by the government.It was opened next to Shanghai Film Studio, and it is also one of the main partners of Shanghai Film Studio.The school is a single building with a lawn and a small garden, as well as a plastic runway, which is enough to show Shen Zhou's wealth.

The guard here told her that she had to swipe her license plate to get in, and even if she came in and out by herself, she needed a key card, otherwise he couldn't let her go.Song Qingwan had no choice but to park the car elsewhere.First let Tang Zhen get out of the car and wait at the door, and then park the car further away.

Tang Zhen responded to Song Qingwan, and has been silent ever since he found out about this incident, not for anything else but because of the accommodation problem.

There is still more than half a year before the exam, if she is really "shut up" in school, Song Qingwan herself doesn't know how many new and old loves she can change outside, so there is no waiting for her.

The biggest problem now is that this class has to be taught, but people can't really live here.It is said that there are always more solutions than difficulties, but Tang Zhen just wants to break his head, and he doesn't know what to do now, so he has to take one step at a time.

Tang Zhen waited at the door for a while, but instead of Song Qingwan, a red Lamborghini roadster arrived.

The car stopped at the door, and the door opened automatically.

The woman in the car turned her head to look out, took off her sunglasses and blew a hooligan whistle at Tang Zhen, "Little sister, do you want to go in? Call me sister, sister will take you in..."

Tang Zhen narrowed his eyes and looked over.

The woman in the car is very beautiful, with a delicate face, about thirty years old, and very well maintained.She has blond mid-length hair, big red lips, and a mole at the corner of her eye, as if she can wink at people from time to time to attract them.

The corners of her mouth were raised, and she spoke lightly.

Since this person can get a pass, and enters and exits here so ostentatiously, Tang Zhen almost subconsciously determined that this young lady with good looks, good temperament and unique taste in front of him is Shen Zhou.

Shen Zhou is also a master who can't move his legs when he sees a beautiful woman. When he saw such a pretty girl at the gate of his site, and she had a face, he couldn't help but want to tease her.

Seeing that she didn't speak, Shen Zhou didn't rush to drive in. Instead, he put his hands on the window and continued to tease her: "The school gate is very dangerous, and anyone can come. If you are waiting for someone, you should go with my sister." Go in and wait..."

Tang Zhen looked at her silently. If she changed the venue and changed the person, she might be able to beat him up.

But the person in front of him is Shen Zhou, and he can't fight yet.

Shen Zhou looked at her, obviously very patient with such a pretty little face, "Why don't you talk? Is he a little dumb? What class and name is the person you are looking for? Give me a kiss, I Can you call someone out for you?"

Tang Zhen's face was dark, and his fists were already clenched.

This man is really a bad guy.

Before she could make a move here, Song Qingwan had already parked the car and turned back.Seeing Tang Zhen being entangled by someone, she subconsciously stepped forward to protect him behind her, lowered her head and asked Tang Zhen, "Do you know this person?"

"I don't know." Tang Zhen immediately denied it, with a timid look on his face, he hid behind Song Qingwan, and grabbed the corner of her clothes.

Shen Zhou's eyes lit up in the car, and he looked at Tang Zhen with great interest, and couldn't help raising the corners of his mouth, as if looking for something interesting, "Little dumb, so you can talk!"

After Shen Zhou chuckled, he looked at the person next to him in a blink of an eye.She recognized the person who came, and she has always had a good memory for beautiful and outstanding people.

"Miss Song, long time no see." Shen Zhou greeted with a smile.

At an awards show, she met Song Qingwan, but Song Qingwan didn't seem to know her.

Song Qingwan had already noticed the identity of this person just by taking a look at the car, but she still replied very defensively, "Miss Shen, her name is Tang Zhen, not a little mute."

"Oh——" Shen Zhou nodded meaningfully, and opened the side door, "Get in the car, I would be reluctant to let two beautiful ladies go around a large square and then walk to the office building."

The Lamborghinis announced to the public are all two-seater supercars, just watched Shen Zhou press the car key, the shape of the rear seat of the car changed immediately, and changed into a four-seater parking space in a blink of an eye.

This is a customized car, and Shen Zhou's ability to play is obviously much higher than what she heard.

Song Qingwan was not too polite. Although Tang Zhen didn't bring any suitcase this time, he still carried a big bag.So he simply took Tang Zhen into Shen Zhou's car.

After the two got into the car, Shen Zhou drove in very familiarly.She glanced at the two people sitting in the back row with the rearview mirror, and Tang Zhen sat there obediently, still silent.

Shen Zhou felt that Tang Zhen seemed to depend on Song Qingwan a lot, so he chatted with Song Qingwan.

"Miss Song, I have already greeted the teacher this afternoon about the transfer." Shen Zhou raised his eyes and observed her in the rearview mirror.

"Thank you, I'll trouble you next time." Song Qingwan's first impression of Shen Zhou was that he was a little out of character, but her efficiency in handling things was really impressive. She had already arranged everything in the past half a day .

Shen Zhou chuckled, "You don't need to call me 'you', I'm only a few years older than you. I'll take you to apply for a pass later, you are welcome to come and play anytime."

Without saying a word, Song Qingwan felt that this person's undisciplined temperament had come up again, so she just smiled, "Thank you."

"By the way, it's no problem to join the class, but can Ms. Tang follow the class?" Shen Zhou's social skills are obviously a level higher than Song Qingwan's. Seeing that they are not talking, he can continue to find topics.

Song Qingwan turned her head and glanced at Tang Zhen beside her, feeling a little worried.

Tang Zhen looked at Song Qingwan and said to her: "I will try my best, I can try first."

"Go up and do a set of test questions first, and I'll let the teacher find out for you first." Shen Zhou pursed his lips, and between the two sentences, the car had already parked, "Get out of the car."

The three of them went to the office on the top floor together.

Tang and Song were directly taken to her office by Shen Zhou. On the way, she had already called the exam teacher to go upstairs to prepare.

After some introductions, Tang Zhen was left in the office to be stared at doing the papers, and Song Qingwan followed Shen Zhou out.

Song Qingwan went to the door with Shen Zhou, the top floor was only on the sixth floor, and there was wind, which made it even more sultry on a hot summer day.

Shen Zhou: "Little... girl, I also heard about it from Sister Zhang. She always said that she is a very spiritual little girl. I think it looks good. Now that we have come here, do you want to Let me get to the bottom of it first?"

Song Qingwan was a little dazed, not sure what Shen Zhou meant, and she didn't beat around the bush, so she asked directly, "Which aspect are you referring to?"

"Which school do you plan to let her go to?" Shen Zhou asked.

Song Qingwan replied: "Shangying."

In the whole country, the film and television school is not the only one, but Haishi's Shanghai Film Academy can definitely be called the top three.Moreover, there are two film and television cities in Haishi, one on the left and the other on the right. 70.00% of the domestic film and television works go out from here, which is definitely the best choice.

Shen Zhou said with a smile: "Ninety percent of my students here want to be admitted to the film industry. They all have taken courses with me for several years. I don't think she has this advantage for the time being."

"I believe her." Song Qingwan looked back at Tang Zhen who was doing the paper in the office, very seriously.

She has a very strong learning ability. After a few days with Liu Qiaonan, she has learned all of Liu Qiaonan's acting routines.Under Zhang Xiaowei's guidance, she also made rapid progress by leaps and bounds.Song Qingwan wasn't worried about her acting talent or anything like that.She also asked Tang Zhen to go to Tang Zhen's former high school to adjust Tang Zhen's test scores in various cultural subjects, and the scores were still among the best.

The only thing she is worried about now is that Tang Zhen has lost his interest in studying these days. Without the learning atmosphere, it is not impossible for the exam to plummet.Before the exam, the study atmosphere is very important.

Shen Zhou: "I hope she can handle the pressure."

When Tang Zhen was doing the test questions, Song Qingwan followed Shen Zhou around, letting her lead the way for herself, so that she also had a general understanding of the school.When introducing her territory, Shen Zhoujiu talked more. When she speaks, she knows how to measure, when to talk more, and where to just take a look. She is very accurate.

When she talks a lot, she will talk with eloquence.For example, when to take the culture class, when to take the talent class, how many types of talent classes are divided into, how many classes are divided into, and who is the teacher.

For another example, Shen Zhou took Song Qingwan to apply for Tang Zhen's admission to the school, and also showed her the classroom environment, dormitory, and cafeteria of the students, and said everything in detail.

Student check-in is uniformly distributed by the traffic management office, including toiletries and bedding, all of which are readily available.Song Qingwan expressed her understanding of the way this "noble" school handled it, and after paying a large amount of fees, it was considered that she had completed her enrollment.

After helping Tang Zhen with these chores, Song Qingwan also took the opportunity to apply for a pass in case of emergency.Shen Zhou also took advantage of the opportunity to add her WeChat, and said yes, just in case it was needed.

When the two went back, Tang Zhen was still working on the problem.However, several test papers have been completed by the side, and the teacher of the test has already started to annotate and revise.

After waiting at the door for a while, Tang Zhen put down his pen completely, handed in the paper and shook his hands aside, before the two went in again.

Entering the door, Song Qingwan didn't say anything, went up and rubbed Tang Zhen's hands, "Are you tired from writing?"

Song Qingwan's first sentence when she entered the door was to ask her if she was tired, not how she did in the exam, which made Tang Zhen suddenly feel that it was really a good deal to come here.

If you can get a word of concern from Ms. Song, you will have no problem doing ten more papers!

Tang Zhen shook his head obediently, smiling sweetly, "I won't be tired after seeing my sister."

Song Qingwan looked calm and composed, but she was a thin-skinned person, her ears were already red.

What a sweet little fairy.

Shen Zhou looked at the two from the side, a strange look flashed in his eyes.She stood beside the marking teacher, holding Tang Zhen's test paper, then looked down at the two of them's touching hands, and suddenly raised her eyebrows.

The author has something to say:

Miss Shen: Oh~ I seem to know something...

Song Qingwan: I'm not, I'm not, I warn you not to talk nonsense.

Tang Zhen: That's right, the relationship between us is exactly what you think!