After wearing the book, the heroine got me?

Wei Miao still felt uneasy after hanging up the phone, and hurried to the teaching building where Liang Qianwei was. She knocked on the door of Xiang Siheng's office, and it happened that Xiang Siheng opened the door.

He asked politely: "What's the matter, Student Wei? I remember that this is the first time that Student Wei came to the office of our psychology group." Xiang Siheng said in a decent manner.

Wei Miao looked at Xiang Siheng calmly and said, "Teacher Xiang, I'm here to pick up my girlfriend."

There was a crack on Xiang Siheng's decent face, but he adjusted the expression on his face in just a moment. If Wei Miao hadn't been staring at him with all his attention, maybe even Wei Miao standing in front of him would have Can't find it.

"Oh, is that so? I don't know who Wei's girlfriend is? I'll call for Wei." Xiang Siheng smiled politely.

"Really, I thought everyone in the school knew about it. My girlfriend is Liang Qianwei. Please call the teacher for help." Wei Miao looked directly into Xiang Siheng's eyes.

"Okay..." Xiang Siheng turned around and rushed into the room, his steps were slow, just like the impression he left on others, he was a modest gentleman.

He said something to Liang Qianwei, Liang Qianwei smiled at him, looked towards Wei Miao, said something to Xiang Siheng, Liang Qianwei walked towards Wei Miao.

Although the conversation with Wei Miao on the phone was a bit unpleasant just now, Liang Qianwei was quite happy to see Wei Miao coming to find her: "Miaomiao, let's go, I have already told Teacher Xiang that I will walk with you for a while this morning."

Wei Miao pursed her lips and said, "Okay, Weiwei, I will pick you up every day from now on."

Liang Qianwei smiled: "No, I'm not a kid anymore, besides, you're about to compete, train well, it's all on campus, not far from the dormitory, nothing will happen."

Wei Miao put away her serious expression and leaned forward, and said in Liang Qianwei's ear: "Then, I miss Weiwei, can't you just accompany me every day when Weiwei finishes her work?"

Liang Qianwei stepped back a little and distanced herself from Wei Miao, "Okay, then wait until you finish this part, okay?"

Then Wei Miao nodded obediently.

After eating with Liang Qianwei, Wei Miao sent Liang Qianwei to class again. After Liang Qianwei entered the classroom, Wei Miao picked up the phone to contact her bodyguards Liu Zhen and Li Min, and told her bodyguards to stay away during this time. Followed to protect Liang Qianwei.

A few days later, the city's taekwondo competition was in full swing, and several people in Wei Miao's dormitory passed the preliminaries one after another.

However, Ning Zifan and Ding Yunlu were successively eliminated by Wei Miao in the eight-to-four competition.

And Wei Miao met Yang Fangfang, a strong taekwondo master from Kyoto University in today's competition. The stadium was already filled with students from the two schools. The Taekwondo competition is held every year, and many students are bored and want to join in the fun. .

Liang Qianwei asked Xiang Siheng for leave in advance to watch Wei Miao's match, but Xiang Siheng knew that there was a match and said that he would go there with Liang Qianwei to watch it, Liang Qianwei couldn't refuse, thinking that it would be okay to drop by anyway. Came here with Xiang Siheng.

On one side of the arena were students from Kester College, and on the other side were students from Kyoto University. There was even a row of chairs in the middle of the two sides.

The appearance of Wei Miao and Yang Fangfang aroused a lot of discussion.

"Hey, do you think Wei Miao can do it? How long has she just transferred? Are you sure she can win? Yang Fangfang was the runner-up in the last competition."

"Probably, the eldest lady is just playing around, and she doesn't need to rely on these to prove herself. No one can beat her in fighting for father."

"That's right. She has a rich family and a beautiful face. I really can't envy her. By the way, this Yang Fangfang is quite fierce."

"See that handsome guy holding a rose sitting in the first row opposite?

His name is Zhou Jian, and it is said that he is also a rich second generation. He is said to be Yang Fangfang's suitor, and he has been chasing Yang Fangfang for more than three months. "

"Hey, this handsome guy is already famous, forget about us single dogs, let's watch the game."

The referee was still explaining the rules of the game. Wei Miao looked around the field and saw his girlfriend in the third row.

It's just that there was an uninvited guest sitting beside Liang Qianwei, Wei Miao frowned slightly, this Xiang Siheng was really tricky.

With the start of the referee, Wei Miao and Yang Fangfang quickly entered the state of the game. After the two tested each other, Wei Miao took the lead in attacking. She used her fists as a cover and kept punching Yang Fangfang in the face.

At the same time, Yang Fangfang gave a side kick to Yang Fangfang's chin, and Yang Fangfang turned around neatly to avoid Wei Miao's attack.

Yang Fangfang herself thought that Wei Miao was just an embroidered pillow, and it was entirely because of her family background that she was able to enter the eighth and fourth rounds.

Therefore, Yang Fangfang didn't pay attention to Wei Miao at first, but Wei Miao's decisive attack just now made Yang Fangfang have to pay attention to it.

Wei Miao didn't give her a chance to be distracted, and kicked Yang Fangfang's chest with a neat front leg kick.

Yang Fangfang adjusted her pace in time, swayed towards Wei Miao with a nimble butterfly step, and then swung her right leg from top to bottom towards Wei Miao's head. Wei Miao had predicted this a long time ago. Wei Miao still vividly remembers the scene at that time.

What's more, Wei Miao in the previous life not only fought against domestic masters, but also fought against foreign masters many times.

Therefore, Wei Miao easily dodged Yang Fangfang's leg. While Yang Fangfang's leg was still in the air, Wei Miao kicked Yang Fangfang to the ground with a backspin kick.

Wei Miao herself has rich experience in the arena, and now she has several months of systematic training, and her physical skills can fully display the skills in her mind.

With the referee's call to stop, the 3 minutes of the first game were over, and Wei Miao could be said to have won effortlessly.

Kyoto University has already fried the pot.

"Let's go, who is that girl across the street? She looks very pretty. I didn't expect her strength to be so strong. Yang Fangfang has no room to fight back."

"You don't even know her, the daughter of the richest man in China, this is the real rich second generation."

"Yang Fangfang can't even win against her? Yang Fangfang was the runner-up in the last competition. Do you think she deliberately pretended to lose by taking money from the eldest lady?"

"Probably not. Yang Fangfang's family seems to be quite rich, so there shouldn't be a reason to fake matches for money."

After a short break, the next game soon began. Yang Fangfang still failed to turn the tide of the game, and finally lost to Wei Miao with a score of [-]-[-].

Liang Qianwei cheered Wei Miao happily in the stands, but Wei Miao couldn't hear her because they were too far away.

When the referee finished announcing Wei Miao's victory, Zhou Jian walked over with a bouquet of roses and handed them to Yang Fangfang: "Fangfang, don't be discouraged, you are the best in my eyes."

As he spoke, he looked at Yang Fangfang with expectant eyes, waiting for Yang Fangfang to pick up the bouquet of flowers.

Yang Fangfang didn't even give Zhou Jian an extra wink, but turned her head to look at Wei Miao and said, "I didn't expect you to be so good. Although I lost this time, I played very well. Wei Miao, right? I remember you."

Wei Miao saw that Yang Fangfang also had the temperament to afford to lose, and replied: "I also had a good time fighting, and we will compete together if we have a chance."

Seeing that none of the two women in front of him responded to him, Zhou Jian lost his temper. Yang Fangfang has a strong temper and is difficult to catch up with. This aroused Zhou Jian's desire to conquer. He originally wanted to After chasing him for a month, and then dumping him after eating and wiping him off, no one would have thought that Yang Fangfang would not even give him a straight look after three months.

Zhou Jian thought that since Yang Fangfang didn't give him face anymore, don't blame him for what he was going to do next, Zhou Jian knelt down on one leg, holding a rose and said loudly: "Fangfang, I like you, can you Promise to be with me? I will always treat you well in the future."

Following Zhou Jian's kneeling courtship, the atmosphere of the competition was brought to a climax, and the voices of "promise him, promise him" were everywhere.

Wei Miao was stunned by thunder. It was obvious that Yang Fangfang didn't like this greasy Zhou Jian, and he deliberately said it in front of so many people. Isn't this moral kidnapping?

Yang Fangfang glanced at Zhou Jian and said loudly: "I've said it many times, I'm not interested in you, I hope you don't pester me anymore, you're pursuing me if you say it nicely, and you're deliberately harassing me if it's ugly. I made it clear to you in front of so many people today, and I don't agree, and I don't like you either."

Wei Miao almost rolled his eyes while watching: "This student who is kneeling on the attention: display book, please go to the doctor if you are sick, don't kneel every day when you see everyone."

Zhou Jian's veins bulged in anger: "I was talking to Yang Fangfang, what does it have to do with you?"

Yang Fangfang directly pulled Wei Miao towards the exit.While walking, he said: "Mad dog, don't pay attention to him, but I'm sure you are my friend."

"Okay, let's compete together when we have time." Wei Miao felt cool behind him as he spoke, and when he turned around, he saw that Liang Qianwei had come down from the stands and was staring at Wei Miao at the moment.

Wei Miao waved at Yang Fangfang, and then went to find Liang Qianwei: "When did you come down, Weiwei, why didn't you call me?"

"Call you? I see that you had a good chat with him just now, and you still hold hands?" Liang Qianwei stared at Wei Miao with her hands folded on her chest.

Wei Miao wiped the sweat from his palms on his trousers, and defended himself weakly: "I didn't pay attention at all just now, besides you are still sitting with Xiang Siheng, I'm still jealous."

Liang Qianwei smiled angrily at Wei Miao and said, "Okay, you go and change first."

As he said that, he and Wei Miao went to the athlete's single locker room. The locker room was only about five square meters, and there was a set of metal cabinets inside. Wei Miao thought that Liang Qianwei was waiting for her outside the door. After a long time, Liang Qianwei didn't intend to go out, and even locked the door of the dressing room.

Wei Miao pursed her lips and asked weakly, "Weiwei, why are you locking the door? Didn't you tell me to change clothes?"