Just for fun [entertainment circle]

Song rubbed his messy hair again, and cried out in a broken voice: "Ah!!! Don't give me a problem!"

There was a sweet female voice on the other end of the phone, she said earnestly: "Please, please, Song You is the best, just help me~"

"Da Qian, you know that I don't want to deal with students." Song closed his eyes again, feeling a headache.

"Of course I know, but isn't there really no way out?" Darcy said from the other end.

Song You: "Is there no other suitable candidate?"

Daxi said: "If there was me, why would I bother you? Please, please, treat you to dinner when you come back!!!"

Song sneered again: "Will you miss that meal?"

"Sister Youyou, just help my mommy, please please~" There was a soft voice from the other end.

Song supported his forehead again, but his tone changed: "Our Locke is really a good baby who loves Mommy~"

"Please, please~ Locke is a good boy~" Locke said cutely and lisp.

Song felt his heart was about to melt again: "Okay, okay, help~"

"Sister Xie Xie Songyou, sister is the most beautiful girl in the world~" Although Luo Luo is not good at speaking, he is very good at saying: "Sister needs to wait for Luo Luo to grow up~"

Song laughed "poof" again, and chatted with Da Qian for a few more words before hanging up.

In this way, the one who missed the appointment might be Song Youjie. Quan Zhilong will stay in London for another day, but she has to pack up and go back to Paris now.

Song got up again to take a shower, and then called Cathy first.

Cathy's voice was still a little confused: "My dear..."

Song sighed again: "If you don't rush, then you can continue to spend a few more wonderful nights in London. I'm going back to Paris today."

"I'll go back with you." Cathy seemed a little sober: "How can I let you go back alone?"

Song Youdao: "Da Qian asked me to help substitute for the class, so it doesn't matter if you are here."

Only then did Cathy feel relieved: "OK, good luck then."

After hanging up the phone, Song tidied up his luggage a little bit. Fortunately, he didn't bring much, so he packed it up quickly.

Looking at the boarding time, there was still some time, Song took out his mobile phone and sent Quan Zhilong a text message: Quan Zhilong xi, do you want to have breakfast together?

When Quan Zhilong's text message came back, Song You was really a little surprised. She knew Quan Zhilong a little bit, the king of staying up late, and didn't expect him to wake up when she sent the text message.

The two met in the breakfast buffet area provided by the hotel. He looked lazy and his hair was a little unruly. He was just a child who hadn't woken up.

"Oh, it's really surprising that Quan Zhilongxi is awake." Song laughed again.

The two took some food side by side, and Quan Zhilong tugged at the corners of his mouth: "Oh, it's also the time when Song Youxi sent a text message, and he happened to wake up."

After sitting down at the dining table, Song took another look at his upturned green hair: "Did Quan Zhilongxi use his own hair as a drawing board? Why does it feel like all colors are pasted on top?"

He couldn't hold back a smile: "Wei? Isn't he handsome?"

Song smiled again: "Handsome, you are the only one who dares to put a piece of green grass on your head."

Quan Zhilong had no idea about the word "green". He glanced at Song You, and Song You was perfect compared to him. He was well dressed and the makeup on his face was exquisite.

"Song Youxi should get up pretty early." Quan Zhilong said, taking a sip of milk.

"Nei, after this meal, I'm going back to Paris." Song took another bite of toast, "I didn't expect that I would say goodbye first."

Quan Zhilong didn't show much, he was only curious: "Oh, I don't seem to know what Song Youxi's job is?"

"I learned to draw." Song You said.

Now Quan Zhilong is obviously interested: "Isn't it interesting?"

Song shrugged again: "It's okay, let's divide the scenes. It's very interesting to paint and draw by yourself. If you go to teach those restless students, it will be a hardship."

"It's a teacher." Quan Zhilong pursed his lips: "It's nice to be with energetic students."

Song didn't admit it or deny it, she chuckled lightly: "Quan Zhilongxi, let's say goodbye this time, and I don't know when we will see each other next time."

Quan Zhilong paused the hand holding the fork, and he agreed with a smile: "Yes."

"If we can't meet again, I will be very, very sorry." Song looked at him again: "It's a pity that Quan Zhilongxi didn't become my boyfriend today."

Quan Zhilong met her eyes, and there seemed to be a smile in his eyes: "Song Youxi, you are really persistent."

Song looked away again, and stretched out his hand to pin the broken hair behind his ears: "Yes, I am a person who creates fate without fate."

"I hope I can go to your concert next time." Song turned his head and smiled at Quan Zhilong.

Quan Zhilong nodded slightly: "It's an honor."

"Then see you next time, Quan Zhilongxi, I have to catch a plane." Song stood up again.

"Be careful on the road." Quan Zhilong responded.

She turned around and was about to leave, as if she remembered something and then stopped: "By the way, everything I said counts."

Song You supported the table with his hands and leaned over. His surprised eyes slowly approached, and then Quan Zhilong felt a soft touch on his lips.

Song gently kissed off the milk stains on his lips, and looked at him: "I can also be responsible for this kiss."

Quan Zhilong felt that his whole body was about to collapse, and when he came back to his senses, Song You had long since disappeared.

He touched his lower lip in a daze, and rubbed his hair a little irritably, Asi, is this being teased?It's been taken advantage of! ! !But the heartbeat is really fast.

Song Youhaowan was in a very happy mood, and Quan Zhilong looked cute in a daze. Thinking about it, he might be about to collapse now. He came to Paris to participate in a fashion week and also had an affair.

Paris France

Song sighed as he stood on the campus again, hoping that he would have good luck this time and not meet naughty students again.

Originally, the substitute teacher couldn't be so casual, but because it was Song You, it didn't matter. The principal was happy to see her coming.

"Hi, Song~" The principal saw her very enthusiastically.

Song You was a little stiff: "Hi."

"Actually, sometimes I wish Daxi would ask you to take over as a substitute teacher. You know, when you come, the children's emotions will rise a lot," said the principal.

Song smiled again: "OK, maybe my behavior style is not like the teacher's."

"Yeah, the students said that your class is very interesting." The principal winked at her: "If you want, I would be happy to hire you as a teacher at a high price."

Song waved his hands again and again: "It's enough to suffer this kind of suffering once in a while."

The class bell rang, and Song went to the classroom he was teaching. The students had already heard the wind, and they all looked out at this moment.

The moment Song entered the classroom again, the students in the class cheered instantly.

"I'm glad we met again." Song motioned for everyone to be quiet again.

"Teacher Song, I have a question!" A tall boy stood up, and he was considered handsome.

Song looked at his blue eyes and had a headache again: "OK, Lyle, the problem is that I haven't said anything yet."

"This is a problem left over from the last time Mr. Song came to teach." Lyle smiled.

Song knew he couldn't stop him: "Speak."

"What is Mr. Song's contact information? Why is Mr. Song so beautiful? Does Mr. Song want to be my girlfriend?" Lyle spit out three questions in a row.

The students cheered and booed instantly, and whistles and applause rang out all at once.

This is why Song You has a headache. If you are in China, no matter what you do, you will be concerned about the majesty of the teacher, and you will not be so blatant, but the country here advocates freedom.

"OK Lyle, I think you missed a question." Song said again.

Lyle was puzzled.

"You should ask first, Teacher Song, do you have a boyfriend." Song You said lightly: "Little friend, you were born a little late. I already have a boyfriend."

Now Lyle was stunned, and the classroom was full of cheers, and the words of several boys were scattered into his ears.

"What? Lyle, didn't you say she was single?!"

"F**k!!! Lyle?!"

"It's not my fault! Daxi said she's single!"

Song tapped on the blackboard again: "You can calm down now, otherwise I have the ability to prevent you from sleeping tonight."

Her voice was gentle but intimidating, and the students quickly quieted down and got on track.

When it was almost time for get out of class to end, Song assigned another task to them, and he packed his bag and left first.

This is foresight, and she cannot fall twice in the same place, but what she doesn't know is that there are policies above and countermeasures below.

Not long after Song came out, he ran into Lyle at the corner, who just said he was going to the bathroom.

"Ms. Song, are you going back?" Lyle followed behind her.

"Yes, you still have unfinished tasks, so it's best to go back to the classroom." Song said again.

Lyle still followed her: "I can wait for you, I'm still young."

"You can walk around and meet many men, but in the end you will find that I must be the one who loves you the most." Classmate Lyle is still in the second grade.

Song went on his own: "As your substitute teacher, I kindly remind you, don't waste time, I don't like you."

"I can change it for you!!!" Lyle looked at her back: "Just for you, I will become whatever you like!"

Song stopped again, and looked at the big boy in front of him with some amusement, his face was sincere.

"I don't like the color of your pupils. If you date me, you have to wear colored contact lenses every day, is that okay?" Song looked into his blue pupils again.

Under Lyle's astonished eyes, Song managed to escape again.

Only Lyle is still doubting herself. Is what she is telling the truth?His eyes have been exaggerated since he was a child, they say they look like the purest emeralds!

Teacher Song You still loves him, if not let him pick his own eyes.