I was treated as a little idiot by the black school grass

When Zhang Ming said this, he didn't pass through his brain at all, and he didn't realize what was wrong after he finished speaking, so he continued to play the game with his head down.

After waiting for a few seconds, he suddenly found that the heroes controlled by Goldman Sachs were not moving, and he realized something belatedly.

He swallowed, raised his head cautiously, and met Ran Yuanxing's eyes, which were cold. It was obviously hot summer and the heat was unbearable, but Zhang Ming felt a chill from the bottom of his heart.

Goldman Sachs and Li Cheng next to him took a step back unconsciously, and gave him a look of "seeking good fortune".

"That..." Zhang Ming opened his mouth with difficulty, looked at Nan Yirong, who was slightly wide-eyed, and said with a stiff smile: "I, I was joking just now, and I didn't go through my brain when I said it, don't take it seriously, what husband and wife , not chasing stars, haha..."

It is only if it does not go through the brain, it will appear real.

Nan Yirong took a deep breath, forced himself to calm down, then turned his head to look at Ran Yuanxing, and said with a fake smile, "What did he say about his wife?"

"They're all men, where's the wife? Did you hear the brain waves as your wife?" Ran Yuanxing panicked in his heart, but with an extremely calm face, he forced a smile and said nonsense: "Zhang Ming's ancestors have been from Dongcheng for generations. The accent is quite strong, and there is no difference between n and l, so it's normal for you to hear wrong."

After finishing speaking, he went to look at Gao Sheng and Li Cheng again, and winked at them, meaning why are you standing there?Hurry up and say a few words!

When the two received the signal, they hurriedly opened their mouths to make up for their brothers:

"That's right, what we listened to was also brain waves, how could it be my wife? Haha..."

"Brain waves, brain waves, definitely brain waves, Zhang Ming is like this, and his pronunciation is not standard when he speaks to us. He often says that milk is reserved. We are all used to it!"

Zhang Ming knew that he was in big trouble, so he quickly followed the two of them, and made a tongue twister of "Grandma Liu buys milk" to show that his usual pronunciation is just like what they said.

Nan Yirong folded his arms and stared at the four of them, noncommittal.

Ran Yuanxing looked at him, he didn't look like he was going to get angry, he breathed a sigh of relief, and was about to make persistent efforts, when he suddenly heard Peng Shuai shouting at them at the top of his voice:

"What are the rest of you doing? Hurry up and catch up! The car will arrive soon! Don't delay everyone's work because of you!"

Ran Yuanxing was still hesitating, but Nan Yirong had already turned around and walked forward.

Ran Yuanxing paused, looked at his back, and felt that he should still mind, but he didn't point it out because of the face of the four of them.

There was no way to break the situation for a while, so Ran Yuanxing could only take a deep breath and step forward to catch up.

Zhang Ming didn't dare to call him when he got into trouble, so he could only follow Li Cheng and Gao Sheng aggrievedly, and was beaten by the two of them.

As soon as a few people stood in line, ten buses drove over one by one. The driver opened the door, and the ten tour guides got off one by one, raised their small red flags high, and called their classes to gather in front of them.

The leader of Team 1 is a male tour guide surnamed Wang. He looks very young, with a lively and cheerful personality. He introduced himself to them with his big white teeth grinning throughout the process.

After a brief introduction, he waved a small flag to let them board the car in an orderly manner.Because the last few got on the bus, only the front row was left, so Nan Yirong found an empty seat near the window and sat down.

As soon as he sat down, Ran Yuanxing followed closely behind him.

Nan Yirong looked up at him, and Ran Yuanxing smiled brightly at him.

Nan Yirong retracted his eyes and said in his heart that he is a good boy, just like a normal person.

He muttered in his heart, with a calm face, reached out to untie the bag on his back, put it on his lap, and took out his cell phone.

Because he was going to stay in Yunshui Town for four days, in addition to some snacks, he also put a few sets of clothes, toothpaste, toothbrush and other sundries in his backpack, so the whole bag looked bulging from the outside.

But taking out the phone went smoothly, zipped it up, clicked on an e-book of selected essays for the college entrance examination over the years, and was ready to read.

It might as well reach out a hand at this time and grab his bag.

Nan Yirong blocked it subconsciously, turned his head to look over, and asked him what he meant.

"I'll hold it for you so you can look at your phone." Ran Yuanxing said innocently.

Nan Yirong was taken aback, Ran Yuanxing had already taken the bag from his lap and carried it into his arms, and then saw that his own bag was casually placed on the ground by him.

Feeling complicated, Nan Yirong was in a daze, not knowing what to say.

"I am willing." Ran Yuanxing said softly suddenly, without looking at him, only staring at his bag.

Nan Yirong moved his mouth, but he was still speechless, but he heard Ran Yuanxing next to his ear continue to say: "If you don't want to, I won't force you, don't feel pressured."

Nan Yirong's heart trembled, and for a moment he felt that his whole mind was in a mess, with countless thoughts clamoring for him to speak, but every time the words came to his mouth, those thoughts suddenly dissipated, making him unable to form a single sentence that could be said.

Ran Yuanxing finished what he wanted to say, feeling extremely comfortable, turned his head to see his reaction, only to see him staring down at the phone in his hand in a daze:

The hair on the top of his head swayed left and right with the air conditioner on the car. He looked so at a loss, but Ran Yuanxing thought it was very cute.

It seemed that the unresponsive mind in my heart slowly dissipated.

Just when he was about to lower his head to swipe his phone, he suddenly heard a soft "um" from the side. The sound was so soft that it seemed to be floating in the clouds, but it was very clear in Ran Yuanxing's ears.

In an instant, his heart was in full bloom. Ran Yuanxing never felt that his emotions could be affected by others. He always said that he would lose himself if he fell in love with someone. It turned out to be true.

Along the way, the two of them had nothing to say, but the atmosphere was exceptionally good, just like the way they got along a few days ago, even better, indescribably harmonious.

Because Zhang Ming said the wrong thing, after Ran Yuanxing gave him a cold glance, he was always anxious. He looked at the two of them from time to time, and quickly sent a WeChat message:

【Coaxed?I really didn't mean it, bro]

Ran Yuanxing quickly replied: [Well, we will break up the relationship like this next time]

Zhang Ming: [Okay, okay, I won’t dare next time, I’m scared to death, a hundred years together, a hundred years together, 99999999]

Ran Yuanxing didn't know whether to laugh or cry, and turned back his face to put away the phone, when suddenly he heard a voice above his head: "Who are you chatting with? Are you smiling so happily?"

Ran Yuanxing paused, subconsciously pressed the screen off button, and Nan Yirong, who was attracted by the movement here, also looked up.

Standing next to Ran Yuanxing was the tour guide Wang who led their class 1. At this time, he was slightly bent, with his hands on the back of Ran Yuanxing's chair, with a familiar smile on his face.

He was very close, only half a palm away from Ran Yuanxing's face. When he took a breath, the hot air ran straight to Ran Yuanxing's forehead.

Nan Yirong frowned. Although the tour guide Wang had a smile in his eyes at first glance, just like a normal chat, he felt something was wrong.

Ran Yuanxing was not feeling well either. He put away his phone, leaned back slightly to avoid the uncomfortable social distance, and smiled politely and distantly: "It's nothing, just chatting with classmates."

"It's so fun to chat with classmates." Tour guide Wang smiled and straightened up naturally, "Then it seems that you are a person who can chat. I like to be friends with cheerful people. Would you like to add a WeChat?"

Before Ran Yuanxing could respond, he took out his phone, opened the QR code on it, handed it to him, and looked at him with a smile.

Ran Yuanxing restrained the smile on the corner of his mouth, a little displeased.He is used to being asked to wechat, and basically seldom refuses, but not including the moment, every move of this person is on his thunder point, which makes him feel uncomfortable for a while.

Just as he was about to speak, a hand next to him passed him, gently pushed the mobile phone handed in front of him, and said indifferently: "He won't add it, thank you."

"Why?" Guide Wang's eyes flashed, his expression remained unchanged, as if he would not give up without adding Ran Yuanxing's WeChat.

"There's no reason." Nan Yirong didn't give in, and said every word: "It's just that I won't let him add you."

Tour guide Wang was stunned by his sudden display of aura, froze for a few seconds, then turned to look at Ran Yuanxing.

Ran Yuanxing was secretly refreshed, kept his expression on his face, and nodded.

"Okay." Tour guide Wang shrugged and put away the phone helplessly.

Before leaving, he looked at Nan Yirong meaningfully: "I actually just want to make friends with you. It was always a pity that I didn't have enough points to enter Dongcheng. I'm a little too excited to be able to take you now. Maybe just now I scared you, haha, I'm sorry, little student, don't think too much, I have no other intentions..."

Nan Yirong was expressionless, and Ran Yuanxing was indifferent even when he looked at Ran Yuanxing. Tour guide Wang went back to his seat out of shame.

As soon as he left, Ran Yuanxing turned to look at Nan Yirong. Before he could say anything, he showed a bright smile. Nan Yirong avoided his eyes, lowered his head and continued to look at his phone, and couldn't help but curl his mouth.

In fact, he knew that Ran Yuanxing could solve this matter by himself, but he didn't know why he was unhappy when he looked at Tour Guide Wang, and what else did he say, would anyone believe it?That salivating expression is almost written on his face, Sepi.

Ran Yuanxing saw that he lowered his head to avoid him, and refused to let him go. He leaned over and asked deliberately, "Why don't you let me add him?"

Nan Yirong pretended not to hear, he swiped the screen calmly, but in fact he was extremely regretful: he knew this kid would catch him asking non-stop.

"Why?" Ran Yuanxing didn't give up, and asked again, whispering to himself in his ear, trying to force him to give him an answer.

Nan Yirong annoyed him so much, he slapped the phone on his lap and looked up at him suddenly.

He looked impatient, and when the boy saw him looking up, he blinged his eyes and looked expectant, like a pet dog wagging its tail.

Nan Yirong's pent-up breath suddenly leaked out, and he rubbed his forehead with a headache, thinking that he should make a few words indiscriminately.

Suddenly Zhang Ming shouted from the side: "Ran Yuanxing, hurry up, open the link I sent you, the interview video between you and Goldman Sachs is out!"