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Song Ziqi turned his face, and what caught his eye was the smooth line of his jaw.

No way, the altitude of the person opposite is too high!

But you don't need to look at the face, just relying on the unchanging white shirt and the meticulous buttoning of the top button, the answer to who is the person opposite has already jumped out, not to mention that this figure has lingered in Song Ziqi's heart for such a long time .

Song Ziqi's outstretched hand froze suddenly. Looking at the questionnaire in his hand, he hesitated whether to take it back. After all, looking horizontally or vertically, the person in front of him didn't seem like an enthusiastic person. There were small presents...but they were too shabby for even him.

...But isn't it a bit abrupt to retract the hand that has been stretched out?

Just when Song Ziqi was about to fall into a dilemma, the person in front of him suddenly stretched out his hand and took the questionnaire in his hand. The hand was slender and well-proportioned, with well-defined joints, and it looked as good as those hand models in magazines. same hand.

Looking at that hand, Song Ziqi was stunned. As a hand controller, he has nothing to do with beautiful hands. If he was checking Weibo now, he might lick the screen.

Ooooooh, the hands are so beautiful, the hands are so beautiful!I really want to lick, I really want to lick! prprprpr...

Just when Song Ziqi was staring blankly, a warm and deep voice rang out: "Do you have a pen?"

Song Ziqi was immediately numb from the sound of Su again, and almost ran out of goosebumps, what the hell, listening to the male god speak live!It's just Su's face!

shut up!The ears are getting pregnant QAQ!

... Song Ziqi thought so in his heart, but his body honestly took out a ballpoint pen from his pocket, and presented it with trembling hands.

Liang Boya took the pen, sat down on a public seat beside her, lowered her head and began to write the questionnaire.

Seeing Liang Boya's serious side face, Song Ziqi felt that he was about to be brought to the dog because of too much blood loss!So handsome, he will be suffocated by the handsomeness of the male god!

But no matter how handsome a male god is, he is straight after all... Thinking of this, the little flower in Song Ziqi's heart that was filled with the breath of spring suddenly withered again.

After a while, Liang Boya handed back the completed questionnaire, and Song Ziqi calmed down his little heart beating too fast because of seeing the male god, and took the questionnaire as if nothing had happened, and then gave the gift of the questionnaire—— A striped towel that even straight men might not like is handed over.

Song Ziqi didn't expect Liang Boya to accept it. After all, looking at it horizontally and vertically, his male god would not look like someone who would use such a tasteless gift towel... Then Song Ziqi stared blankly at Liang Boya who took the towel. A striped scarf, and said to him softly: "Thank you."

Song Ziqi: "...QAQ"

The male god actually accepted the towel he gave him!

Also said thank you to him!

He felt that he was going to be bent by the male god!

...Wait, he seems to be crooked!

delete delete!Do it all over again!

——He felt that he was going to be bent by the male god again!

Looking at the back of Liang Boya leaving, Song Ziqi didn't come back to his senses for a long time, and then looked down at the questionnaire, he just felt hot and heartbroken... It's not a good job to do a questionnaire, especially this kind of job Intercepting passers-by on the road to do questionnaire errands. Although there are small gifts, but to be honest, not many people care about it at all. Maybe they can help when they meet enthusiastic people, but most people just wave their hands indifferently. Although Song Ziqi It was clear that everyone was busy, and no one had the obligation to help him fill out the questionnaire, but looking at the impatient faces of those people, he still felt a little hurt in his heart.

Once he was looking for someone to take a questionnaire in a fast food restaurant, but he was kicked out by the waiter of the fast food restaurant. After all, although a face is useful, being handsome is not a panacea.

After doing so many part-time jobs, every time Song Ziqi encountered someone handing out leaflets on the street, he would just accept them.

Liang Boya's handwriting is beautiful, just like his person, modest and gentleman, gentle as jade.

It looks as good as the font used in copybooks. The more Song Ziqi looked at it, the more he wanted to hide this questionnaire secretly... There is a male god's autograph on it! ...and a cell phone number!

This is the phone number of the male god!

Although Song Ziqi didn't dare to hook up with the male god at all, but this is the male god's phone number!Even if you don't hook up with the male god, it's good to look at this string of numbers every day and lick it! 【Hello!

But this idiotic behavior seems a bit perverted...

The little angel and little devil in Song Ziqi's heart fought again, but before the little angel could speak, he was slapped away by the little devil.

So, it was such a happy decision!

After secretly looking around, Song Ziqi secretly stuffed the questionnaire into his bag.

After half a day, Song Ziqi successfully stopped several people with his "pretty good looks" and completed a dozen questionnaires brilliantly. The middle-aged fat man readily settled his wages for the day.

Silently putting the hard-earned money of around [-] yuan into his pocket, Song Ziqi, who ate steamed buns in the canteen for several days, decided that he would improve the food today!

So, when Qi Liang returned to the dormitory, he saw a braised chicken leg and a piece of paper in front of Song Ziqi. That paper is drooling.

Qi Liang: "..."

Qi Liang was silent for a while, and asked Song Ziqi, "What are you doing?"

Song Ziqi drooled and said, "I haven't eaten meat for a long time, and I have forgotten what the meat looks like. Let me take a look first..."

Qi Liang: "..."

Qi Liang was silent for a while, and then asked Song Ziqi: "Then why are you looking at that piece of paper?"

Song Ziqi drooled and said, "When I was doing the questionnaire today, I actually met my male god, and then I secretly hid this questionnaire... There is my male god's mobile phone number on it!"

Qi Liang: "..."

Song Ziqi was drooling, and suddenly realized that something was wrong... He looked at this string of numbers, why did he feel familiar?Like where has he seen it before?

……Where is it?Small advertisements for old Chinese medicine on telephone poles?A friend advertisement for same-sex friends in the toilet?

Damn it, his male god didn't just copy a string of mobile phone numbers from somewhere, did he? !

Wait, no, this string of numbers... seems to be that strange number that once sent him a text message?Because the last number of that strange number is 450, so he has a deep memory.

What the fuck?

Song Ziqi couldn't believe it. He took out his mobile phone in a daze, flipped through the SMS records of the previous few days, and then silently looked at the string of unfamiliar numbers several times, and confirmed that they were correct—these two numbers It's obviously the same hair!

Song Ziqi was in a bad mood all of a sudden, the male god actually left someone else's cell phone number casually, the cell phone number he had licked for so long belonged to that bastard Chen Lang!

...As for why Song Ziqi didn't think that the strange number who texted him was his male god, nonsense, his male god didn't know his mobile phone number!

What's more, he is so cold and cold, how could he send that kind of text message!