this summer

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"Second Uncle," she sighed helplessly, "Don't worry, Song Han, you still don't know, can she let herself be wronged? It's impossible, so don't worry."

Song Yuanlin frowned, "Is this what I'm talking about?"

Song Chengyue had a headache, "Then what are you talking about?"

"What do you think this is talking about?" He pointed to the comments on the screen. They were a few comments about Song Han's climbing high branches. In fact, it is not particularly unpleasant, but the old man has loved face all his life. He can scold his granddaughter for being heartless. To say a word is not enough.

"Why are you bothering with these things, the entertainment industry is troublesome..."

Song Yuanlin didn't want to listen to her at all, and ordered directly: "Go, post Weibo."

"what?"

"Everyone from the Jing family has taken turns to join the battle, and our side doesn't look like it at all! You haven't been married yet, so you must not lose your status first!"

Seeing his livid face, Song Chengyue couldn't help but be a bit dumbfounded, "We'll be a family from now on, there's no need to compare..." Song Yuanlin made a sharp look at him, and she quickly changed her words, "Fat, send it right away, what do you think? hair."

"How do I know, how old are you, and if you want me to teach you, you are not as good as the second child of the He family!"

Song Chengyue: ...?

However, Mr. Song is worthy of being battle-tested, and he completed this small task in a short time.

As soon as the Weibo account with huángV certification came out, the comment area was full of people who didn’t even read the content and rushed to the front row. .

Song Chengyue: @REBURN Song Han, come back to inherit the family business if you don't do well, sister-in-law is waiting for you.

Less than 3 minutes after Song Chengyue posted Weibo, the phone started beeping wildly.

"Song Chengyue, you're fucking sick!" Song Han held the phone, wanting to go down the phone line and beat someone up.

Song Chengyue took the phone away, and replied slowly, "What the hell, big niece, why are you so fierce?"

"You fucking..." Song Han didn't know what to say for a moment, "What the hell are you doing?"

"No...you think I think so," Song Chengyue stopped pretending, and began to complain to her, "It's the second uncle who saw someone scolding you on the Internet, and saw people in Jing Fan's family scrambling to protect you, for fear that you would fall. For the sake of it, you want me to post Weibo to support you!"

Song Han could imagine the old man's tone, and rubbed his forehead with a headache, "Then just say it... What's the matter with your enigmatic tone?" It almost ruined her mighty image for so long!

"Oh," Song Chengyue laughed sarcastically, "Do you know what Second Uncle said?"

"Do not talk nonsense."

"He said: 'Look at the second child of the He family, learn from the temperament of the domineering president!'"

The two were speechless at the same time.

"……Bye."

"Bye-Bye."

He Cheng didn't know that the turmoil was all because of his words, he was so busy in the company that he lost his head.

"Boss, you hide really deep." Wang Jing stood in front of his desk with sharp eyes.

He Cheng supported his forehead, smiled wryly and said, "I really didn't expect that the Song family would be so strong." At the beginning, both of them didn't want to disclose their identities, and wanted to start in a mediocre way. Bloody.

"But it's not a bad thing. At least there will be fewer people who will have strange thoughts in the future. After all, neither the Song family nor the He family are easy to provoke." She sighed, "I have to admit that sometimes background is also a kind of strength. .”

"The most important thing is yourself. If you always take shortcuts, you will always overturn your car."

Yang Jing raised her eyebrows in approval, and went out with the folder in her arms.

Under the pressure of He Songjing's family, the malicious voice finally became quieter.Especially in the episode where REBURN was on stage, after witnessing Jing Fan's strength, a large number of passers-by and black clothes expressed that they were fans of this girl whose family background and ability can make people sour.The popularity of the show climbed back to the peak after a brief decline.

At the end of October, when the weather gradually turned cold, Jing Fan and Song Han walked into the campus of No. [-] Middle School.The camera follows from a distance, carefully avoiding passing students.

Lao Wang had just finished an English class, and when he returned to the office, he saw Jing Fan and Song Han. He was really surprised and then delighted.

"Teacher Wang." The two greeted each other.

"Jing Fan, come, come, sit down!" Old Wang smiled and asked Jing Fan to sit down, without glancing at Song Han who was aside.

Seeing him sit on the only chair left, Song Han touched his nose in embarrassment, "Teacher, what about me?"

"Hmph, standing, did you get punished for standing less often when you were in school?" He turned his head and smiled after lecturing Song Han, "Jing Fan, how is your health? How about studying? You can't give up your studies even if you chase your dreams! "

Jing Fan answered his series of questions gracefully, "The body is recovering very well, and it has no effect. I took the exam in country Z before, and entered University Z, studying music. Now I am on vacation. I will go back when my work stabilizes. Take care of things here while going to school."

Hearing this, Pharaoh was relieved, and patted her on the shoulder with satisfaction, "In my heart, I couldn't think of it at all. If you were here, our school might break the record of the provincial champion... But look at you now It’s been fine, and I’m relieved.”

He finally took Song Han and Jing Fan's hands, put them together and patted them together, his eyes were full of tenderness and relief unique to a teacher.