Full-time girlfriend: Why would you work when I am here?

When spring comes and flowers bloom, the waves finally calm down.

An old friend came to visit Vancouver at this time.

He was Zhuang Han, the captain of the Sanda team when Song Pingqing joined the school.

He actually graduated a few years ago, but because of his good grades and good behavior in school, he was admitted to graduate school in our school. The teachers he studied with were also very good. During the previous Olympic Games, he also participated in the on-site service.

It's just that we didn't meet each other.

Zhuang Han's family background is very ordinary, just an average family. The reason he had these opportunities was that his athletic level was really strong enough. He also played some great games after going to college.

Secondly, President Murong Ba took into account that he had specially rushed to Song Pingqing and Murong Xue, so he gave him a push in his studies.

In fact, President Murong gave him two choices back then: one, to find him a job; two, to ensure that he had a smooth academic journey.

Zhuang Han chose the second one.

To him, the choice is too simple: accept the fish given by the other party, or accept the "secret book of fishing" given by the other party.

What's more, college students are still valuable at this time, and master's students are even more scarce. As long as he can work hard to graduate, it will be fine.

Just like the current graduation season, he came back this time because he was recommended by his tutor to attend an interview for a physical education teacher at Jincheng University.

Now that they have all fled to Jincheng, Zhuang Han naturally wants to go back to school to see some of his former junior brothers and sisters with whom he had a good relationship.

In fact, even if we don’t mention that Zhuang Han brought a few seniors to protect his son, Song Pingqing still owed him a favor.

The coach of the Sanda team of Baihua College has always been lazy, and the team members are all pulling each other. When Song Pingqing first came, it was Zhuang Han who taught her step by step. Seeing that she was serious, he was willing to sacrifice even his rest time to train her.

In this situation, he could be considered half her senior brother and half her master. Even after he graduated and left, he would often send her messages to ask her how her practice was going.

Now that he has returned from studying and invited him, Song Pingqing of course has to go.

So on Saturday morning, when Murong Xue saw Song Pingqing was about to go out, she asked casually, "Where are you going?"

"Senior Brother Zhuang Han is back and said we should get together." Song Pingqing was standing at the door changing his shoes.

"Who is that?" Murong Xue had completely forgotten about this person.

"When I first entered school, the captain of the school's Sanda team always trained with me. He has graduated from university this year." Song Pingqing thought for a while, "When we met Song Wen before, he brought a few senior brothers to support the team."

Speaking of this, Murong Xue finally had some impression of him, so she asked, "Why did he come back suddenly?"

This statement shows some suspicion.

In your circle, if an old classmate suddenly thinks of you, or suddenly organizes a class reunion and wants everyone to meet and chat, it is very likely that they want to find an opportunity to reconnect with their former friend.

Song Pingqing's reaction was indifferent: "Brother Zhuang Han's family is average, so it's normal that he couldn't stay in Beijing after studying. He came back this time mainly to attend an interview at Jincheng University."

"The housing prices in Jincheng and Jing are almost the same. Can I stay in Jincheng if I come?" Murong Xue was still a little confused.

"You don't know this, right?" Song Pingqing was happy. He changed his shoes, stood up and looked at Murong Xue. "Being a teacher is different. Faculty members can solve the accommodation problem and get a house."

"No matter how bad the situation is, you can still get a dormitory to stay in temporarily."

Murong Xue pursed her lips in disgust.

Dormitory? Who wants to live in a dormitory?

Anyway, Murong Xue’s people would not live in the dormitory.

It was hard for Song Pingqing not to misunderstand her reaction, but her misunderstanding was a little off: "Don't worry, I'm not easy to fool."

Song Pingqing changed his shoes, stood up and looked at Murong Xue:

"Besides, they have so many fellow disciples. Even if they need help, they won't ask me and Gu Zongnian to do it. At most, we can just join the group that livens up the atmosphere when we get together with our teammates."

"Gu Zongnian is going too?"

"Well, the agreed time is half past eleven. We are going to go buy a graduation present for our senior brother."

"It just so happens that I also want to go shopping, so I'll go with you guys." Murong Xue turned around and went back to the house to change clothes. "You don't mind, do you?"

Song Pingqing: ...You didn't give me the chance to refuse, so just come.

"Okay, I'll wait for you."

Graduation gifts should not be too light. If they are too light, it is better not to give them at all.

The gift should not be too heavy, as it will put pressure on the other party.

Song Pingqing had heard from Zhuang Han that his secondary sport in college was badminton, so he bought him a new badminton racket of a certain brand, which was priced at 2899 on the official website.

Gu Zongnan simply bought the person a pair of basketball shoes with bright colors that would dazzle the eyes of passers-by.

"How do you know what size he wears?" Song Pingqing couldn't understand Gu Zongnan's actions.

Gu Zongnian said confidently: "I have the receipt and the invoice. If he can't wear it, he can come back and change it himself!"

What you said really makes sense. If you give someone a gift, you have to trouble them to exchange it again.

Gu Zongnan has some talent for giving gifts.

But these shoes...actually, they are quite in line with Song Pingqing's aesthetic.

What Murong Xue hated most was Song Pingqing's hesitation when buying things.

"If you like it, buy a pair too." Murong Xue said directly to the clerk, "Get her a pair of 39 and pack it up directly."

"I'm sorry, we only have men's shoes, and the smallest size is 40." The clerk was embarrassed.

"Many basketball shoes with this kind of beautiful and cool color are only available for men." Song Pingqing was helpless. He pulled Murongxue and complained as they walked.

"I wanted to buy it several times but couldn't. Actually, the men's size 40 can be worn with an insole, but it's too uncomfortable. I felt uncomfortable after wearing it once, so I gave up."

Murongxue glanced at Song Pingqing: "Why didn't you say so earlier?"

No wonder she loved those pairs of colorful shoes so much when she was a child, but seldom wore them when she grew up. The real reason was that she couldn’t buy them?!

Murong Xue was angry in her heart why Song Pingqing didn't say anything, but she appeared calm on the surface.

"Hmm?" Song Pingqing didn't react. "What's there to say?"

"My family has invested in several sports brands."

Murong Xue stood in front of the mirror, watching the salesgirl trying on the latest scarf nonchalantly, and said in a matter-of-fact tone:

"Since it's hard to buy ready-made ones, we can make them custom-made. If they're uncomfortable, we can also make custom-made insoles and soles."

Murong Xue inherited the essence of Murong Bazong's unique skills. She would use her money to solve everything when there was a disagreement: "The clothes you have been wearing for so many years were all custom-made with me. Why didn't you tell me earlier that your shoes were uncomfortable?"

Song Pingqing stood at a counter nearby, looking at accessories: "It's just that buying shoes like that is uncomfortable, and I don't have to buy them."

Murong Xue's face looked a little unhappy.

For so many years, if she hadn't followed him out today, she wouldn't have known that Song Pingqing had been wronged materially?

I can only say that your grievances and my grievances seem to be different.