I Loaded the Healing System

"No, the model group does not accept male models."

"Ah, idiot senior, it's not about the model team! It's about you and him!" Ziqing stomped her feet angrily.

Yu Wen couldn't help laughing: "You also said it was about me and him, why are you, a bystander, more excited than me, what are you excited about?"

"Because...because...if I don't get excited anymore, I...senior, you will...you will..."

Ziqing faltered, making a gesture of spreading his hands apart.

Yu Wen's eyes were confused: "Wait a minute, did you not hear what I said to you the day before yesterday?"

"Huh? What are you talking about?"

"Sure enough, didn't I say that? I have nothing to do with him."

"This relationship can exist." Ziqing said weakly.

"no!"

"It can be..."

"Not really."

"It's really possible."

"Come on, let's go to the doctor." Yu Wen felt that the child was going into a daze.

"Then...senpai..."

Ziqing sat down silently, holding his chin: "You really have no interest in Secretary Shen."

"I..." Yu Wen's tone faltered, and then she raised it again: "No."

"Oh, so there really isn't one?"

Ziqing was a little disappointed: "Then our melons are all in vain."

"Heh, it's no wonder the training is so sloppy, you're all focused on eating melons, right? I'll buy ten watermelons tomorrow, so don't leave if you can't finish them all."

Yu Wen glared angrily.

"But I think Secretary Shen is very nice..."

Ziqing did not accept Yu Wen's anger, she focused on her own world, oh no, on her own topic.

"There are too many good men in this world."

Yu Wen waved her hand disdainfully: "He's not the only one."

"Really? Why haven't I seen it? Senior sister, can you introduce one to me?"

Ziqing looked at Yu Wen eagerly.

Yu Wen. .

She can introduce a fart.

She didn't have many male friends herself.

No, there are not many men in the entire art troupe.

"I... don't worry, we will meet you later." Yu Wen prevaricated.

"Could it be that you haven't seen senior sister?" Ziqing questioned her soul.

"I.."

"Ang, it seems so, so don't be in a hurry, or you are a junior like you, senior, and you still don't have it."

Ziqing sighed.

Yu Wen didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "You girl, are you here to be sincere and picky?"

"I'm not happy if I'm not angry? Although today's training is a bit boring, it shouldn't be like this."

Ziqing ignored it and continued to immerse herself in her own topic: "It's a pity that Secretary Shen doesn't like me, otherwise, I wouldn't have your place, Senior Sister."

Yu Wen didn't like to hear that.

She raised her eyebrows: "Why do you always think about him, a bad guy? Is he so good?"

"Isn't it just a little more handsome, a little more serious in doing things, and a little more capable... Uh..."

Yu Wen couldn't continue talking.

like. .

Indeed a good choice.

"Sister, have you heard the story of Cinderella and the prince?"

"what happened again?"

"I used to be very envious of Cinderella. I thought I could also meet my prince."

Ziqing was a little melancholy: "But gradually, I realized that it is very difficult to meet a prince."

"Ha~ It's not easy." Yu Wen comforted.

"Because there are too many self-righteous Cinderellas!"

Ziqing added without reason.

Yu Wen patted her forehead: "What is your brain thinking about..."

"Isn't it? Every girl thinks she is Cinderella, but Cinderella is also a princess. A princess and a prince are a couple. There are very few princes and very few princesses."

"So... senior sister, can you understand my mood?"

Ziqing said softly.

"I can't understand it, and I don't want to experience it."

"That's right. It's hard to see a prince in front of me. Although I'm not Cinderella, I also want to see the princess in my heart be with the prince."

As she spoke, she took Yu Wen's little hand: "You are the princess in my heart, senior."

Fuck!

This stinking girl. .It's really pleasing to say.

Yu Wen smiled and pinched her little face: "It would be great if you were a boy, this can coax a lot of girls."

"I didn't coax you, senior sister, I'm serious."

Ziqing said solemnly: "I think Secretary Shen is very suitable for you. You are so irritable, he is so gentle, you are so nervous, and he is so careful."

Well, Yu Wen wants to take back what she just said.

What this girl said can really piss people off.

"Just now you said I was your princess, a violent and nervous princess, right?"

"Because although you are irritable, you love us very much. Although you are nervous, you are also very jovial. Most importantly, you are so beautiful, senior."

Yu Wen was a little numb from being pulled by Ziqing.

"Are you a little inferior? Sister."

Ziqing suddenly said: "Don't feel inferior, you are fine."

"I'm ashamed of a hammer..."

"Look at my face." Yu Wen pointed to herself: "Do you have the right to feel inferior?"

"But no matter how beautiful you are, you will still subconsciously feel inferior in front of the person you like." Ziqing said word by word.

"Help...I really don't like him."

"Then why do you always look at him? Not just these few days, you also always looked at him when you went out to play last weekend."

Ziqing looked at Yu Wen with a little doubt: "And you are so fierce to other seniors, but you are so shy in front of him."

"Is it possible that you have your own filter?"

"Really?" Ziqing asked back: "Then senior sister, don't you really feel nothing at all?"

"Don't lie to me, senior."

Ziqing is very serious.

Yu Wen looked at the seriousness in her eyes, and didn't know what to say for a while.

This girl, the earnestness of this bystander, invisibly pulled Yu Wen's inner thread.

Really feel nothing?

In fact, there is still a little bit of it.

Yu Wen thought of yesterday, when he held her foot, at that moment, the feeling of confusion.

but. .

Yu Wen sighed: "So what if you feel it? He is destined not to be my prince."

Ziqing's eyes narrowed: "Hey, senior, you really like Secretary Shen!!"

Yu Wen quickly covered her small mouth: "Shut up, I don't like him, it's just... a little bit of a feeling."

She curled her lips: "It's not what you said, there are very few princes."

"I haven't met a few myself..."

Seemingly moved by Ziqing's earnestness, Yu Wen also became a little more frank.

"So, senior sister, do you have your own princess?" Ziqing blinked.

"What do you think?"

"Eh~ it can't be...Sister Zhao?" Ziqing seemed to have discovered some important secret.

Yu Wen pursed her lips and did not answer.

But she didn't need to answer, Ziqing could figure it out by himself: "It seems to be right, although senior sister, you are very beautiful, but compared with senior sister Zhao, it seems that you are still a little worse."

"Well, Senior Sister Zhao is indeed more like a princess."

A black line appeared on Yu Wen's forehead, and her fist hardened.