After exposing the vest, she became a god overnight

The next morning, Shi Yan went to the base, and Song Jing went to the airport.

Shi Yan detoured and sent Song Jing to the airport first, "Let Ding Jia follow you?"

"No need." Song Jing opened the car door and prepared to get out of the car, "Let's go."

Shi Yan pulled her wrist and didn't want to let it go, Song Jing smiled, "If you're still at the base after I've finished my work, I'll go find you."

"Okay." Shi Yan let go of her, "Come to me as soon as you finish your work, I should be at the base during this time."

Song Jing nodded, and then got out of the car.

She went out today, and Shi Yan didn't know where she was going or what she was doing.

It's summer now, and the weather is getting hotter day by day. When Shi Yan woke up in the morning, she packed the t-shirts and a coat that she specially arranged when she packed her luggage.

Song Jing thought he had packed too many clothes, so he only took one set of clothes and stuffed them into his backpack.

Song Jing walked into the airport to check in, and Shi Yan waited until she could no longer see her back before closing the car window.

The little girl was still so ruthless that she didn't even look back at him.

"Master. Do I want to follow Miss Song?" Ding Jia asked in a low voice.

"If she says no need, then no need." Shi Yan's expression returned to his usual coldness, "Let's go."

"Yes." The car drove out.

Song Jing walked into the waiting airport and sat down. The two little girls next to her saw that her eyes were obviously bright, and they picked up their mobile phones and hid them in their arms to secretly take pictures of her.

As a result, I forgot to turn off the sound, and there was a click when I took a picture.

Song Jing turned to look at the two of them indifferently.

"I'm sorry! I'm sorry!" The two little girls were taken aback, and hurriedly apologized, "We...delete...can we not delete the photos?"

"..." Song Jing turned his gaze back to the phone, "Remember to turn off the sound next time when you take a sneak shot."

"It must be." The two little girls were very pleasantly surprised. They felt that Song Jing was just looking indifferent and not easy to get close to, but he was actually quite easy to talk to, so they became bolder, "Miss sister, we all saw your translation yesterday, Simply handsome!"

"Yes, yes, it is too good for our country."

Song Jing didn't respond, and replied to the message on his mobile phone.

[Don't worry about the order Eden placed, don't accept it. 】

Seeing that Song Jing didn't answer, the two little girls stopped bothering her.The two got together head to head, and began to look at the photos they had secretly taken just now, and shared them with their sister group by the way.

Song Jing boarded the plane, took his seat and sent a message to Shi Yan.

aaaaa King: [Take off. 】

Shi Yan: [Safe trip, remember to miss me. 】

A smile flashed across Song Jing's eyes, he turned off his phone and leaned against the back of the chair, closed his eyes and slept to rest his mind.

The address Huo Chengxuan gave was Wutong Nursing Home, Wutong Street, Huaibei District, E City, and it took more than three hours to fly from the capital to E City.

After the plane landed, Song Jing took a taxi directly to Wutong Nursing Home.

At noon, the sun was shining brightly, and there were only two old men sitting in the shade of a tree playing chess in the yard of the nursing home.

Song Jing made a call first, and an old man who was playing chess in the yard picked up his phone, "Hello."

Song Jing confirmed the person and hung up the phone directly.

The old man was puzzled, and the chess player on the opposite side asked, "Who is it?"

"I don't know, it might be a wrong number." The old man put away the phone, "Continue to continue."

Song Jing walked to the door, and the security guard stopped her, "Beauty, who are you visiting?"

Song Jing stretched out his finger to the old man who put away his mobile phone, and the security guard smiled, "Are you a student of Old Man Tang?"

The security guard took out the visit book while talking, "There are always many students of Mr. Tang who come to visit him. Although he has no children, he is happier than other old men and old ladies here."

"Just write your personal information as before."

Song Jing bowed her head to register the information, made up a name and phone number randomly on the spot, and the security guard opened the door for her.

Song Jing went directly to the shade of the tree, and the old man was still playing chess intently.

The old man's surname is Tang, and his name is Tang Wu.There is a high probability that this name is his father's surname Tang and his mother's surname Wu.

"Hey, I made a mistake in this step, I won't go here."

"Old man Tang, don't wait for someone who regrets his chess like this." The chess friend quit, "I have no regrets, my general. Hurry up, give me money, give me money."

The two emotionally win or lose the next game, which is a bit of a gamble.

"What's the rush, come again. I will definitely win you in the next game, and we will be even." Tang Wu obviously loves money, and he can't afford to lose five yuan in a game.

"You do this every time. If you win, you run away, and if you lose, you keep twisting until you don't let go. If you play like this again, I won't play chess with you."

"Who's being stupid, I can't afford to pay back five yuan." Tang Wu took out ten yuan and slapped it on the stool, "One more game. Girl, you testify. If you lose this one, I will definitely give him the money .”

"I'll help you, you won't lose." Song Jing said.

Tang Wu looked at her in disbelief, "You really can?"

"It won't stink worse than yours."

"Hey, what you said!" Tang Wu slapped his thigh and stood up, "If you can really help me win a game, I will admit that you are really good."

Song Jing sat down, "Master, you go first."

"Hmph!" Seeing that he failed to get the five yuan, the chess player snorted, "It's the last game, don't play tricks if you lose."

"Impossible to lose." Song Jing took the red chess piece and took out two chess pieces from his side, "I'll let you hit one shot, don't say I'm bullying the old man."

"You girl, don't be too arrogant." The chess player was aroused to fight, and he rolled up his sleeves and flew up.

Song Jing lowered his eyelids indifferently, stepped on one side of the table, stretched out his hand and played chess lazily, arrogant and gangster.

The chess friends underestimated the enemy, and did not pay attention to a little girl at the beginning. It was not until the horse cannon was broken that something was wrong, but the defeat was already settled.

"General." Song Jing put down his horse.

The chess friends hurriedly flew to throw their horses' legs.

"General." Song Jing lowered the cannon.

Chess players are in a dilemma.

"Hahahaha, you lost!" Tang Wu grabbed ten yuan and stuffed it into his pocket.

"Come again!" The chess player was unconvinced.

"I'm not coming." Song Jing got up, "I have something to ask Mr. Tang."

Tang Wu's eyes changed slightly, and then he looked at Song Jing again, and suddenly something sounded.

"Are you that girl from the Song family?"

"It will be easier if you know me." Song Jing nodded, "You should know why I came here."

Tang Wu looked serious, "Go to my room and talk about it."

Of course, Song Jing had no objection to his cooperation.

Tang Wu's house is very simple, except for a bed, a chair and a table, nothing else.

"Sit down." Tang Wu opened the table and took out a stack of photos, "I haven't seen you in ten years, you've grown up."

As he spoke, he handed Song Jing the photo in his hand.

The protagonist in the photo is Song Jing himself.

Some were at home with her parents and grandpa, and some were at school alone.

"You've been following me." Song Jing's gaze sank.

"The word tracking is wrong." Tang Wu sat down, "That's my job. I'm responsible for observing everything about your growth and reporting it up."

"Why are you observing me?"

"You came to me today, doesn't it mean that you already know the truth?" Tang Wu lit a cigarette.

"I am an experimental subject of genetic research?"

Tang Wu nodded.