After losing his memory, he confessed to his rival

Zhao Shufeng kept his promise and went to see Lu Bingyue early in the morning.

At this time, it was past seven o'clock, and Lu Bingyue did not expect that Zhao Shufeng would come so early. When she was woken up, she was startled, and she did not feel sober at all.

When Zhao Shufeng went to the bathroom, Lu Bingyue recovered from the shock.

She touched her face, then plucked her chicken coop-like hair, and finally took a look at her face with her mobile phone.

Lu Bingyue lay down on the bed again, ah, so annoying.

Forget it, every time she chooses the school belle, she always acts as a foil for Zhao Shufeng, why should she pay so much attention to her image in front of her seniors?

However, if you don't pay attention to your image, how can senior sister pay attention to her?

Zhao Shufeng came out with some water stains on his face, and his already fair skin looked even whiter.

Lu Bingyue turned her face sideways, raised her head from the food, and took another look at the senior sister's face.

Sure enough, in response to the saying that hibiscus comes out of clear water, it is natural to carve and decorate.

Lu Bingyue pawed at the food bag and asked casually, "Sister, are you in a bad mood?"

"Ok?"

"It seems that you have something on your mind."

Lu Bingyue's words were not random guesses, Zhao Shufeng was in the same state when he was happy as when he was unhappy.

But Lu Bingyue had been with Zhao Shufeng for so long, Zhao Shufeng just had a slight misalignment of eyes, and she knew that someone made her unhappy.

However, Zhao Shufeng concealed it very well in front of her. Even Lu Bingyue only got a little bit of information from Zhao Shufeng's attitude of not wanting to talk to others.

Zhao Shufeng raised a smile: "You little girl, do you still care about me now?"

Lu Bingyue was taken aback by Zhao Shufeng's words, and didn't know whether he was mocking her or joking with her.

Lu Bingyue lowered her eyes, gnawed on the steamed stuffed bun, and said with burning ears, "Didn't I always care about you?"

Zhao Shufeng smiled and said nothing, but all in all, he was in a better mood with Lu Bingyue.

Lu Bingyue put the buns away, turned over again, took out the bag, and Xianbao seemed to grab Zhao Shufeng's palm.

Zhao Shufeng stared at Lu Bingyue, not knowing why.

Meeting Zhao Shufeng's eyes, Lu Bingyue's whole heart was pounding, as if he was doing something soul-stirring.

Lu Bingyue tried hard to break away from his wild thoughts as the warmth in his hands came from his tightly pressed palms.

Lu Bingyue let go, sat up straight again, and withdrew from the close distance of the other party: "I'm in a bad mood, you can eat something sweet."

Zhao Shufeng opened his hand, and there was a piece of chocolate in his palm.

This was prepared by Lu Bingyue when he had menstruation.

Lu Bingyue's current mood is a little apprehensive, but also a little hopeful.

However, Zhao Shufeng took Lu Bingyue's hand again, and then returned the chocolate.

Zhao Shufeng said: "Adults should learn to control their temper."

"Sister, do you mean that I'm a child?" Lu Bingyue looked at the chocolate in his hand, but didn't realize it.

"No, I just don't like to eat."

do not like to eat?

Lu Bingyue asked anxiously: "Sister, don't you really like this brand—"

Zhao Shufeng touched Lu Bingyue's head, then clicked his tongue in disgust, "Now I'm trying to please me, why did I even get my preferences wrong?"

Lu Bingyue blushed and blinked.

Got it wrong?

Senior sister obviously likes this brand of chocolate, otherwise why would she buy this and put it in her bag?

But Zhao Shufeng insisted, so Lu Bingyue had no choice but to lose heart and put the chocolate back.

There is nothing wrong with Lu Bingyue's leg. I don't know where I kicked my toe, and it broke a bone.

The past few days are still anti-inflammation, after the anti-inflammation is over, I am waiting for a plaster cast.

Zhao Shufeng saw that it was almost time, so he was ready to go back to class.

Their school focused on finding jobs for senior students, so the entire four-year study was squeezed into the first three years.

Zhao Shufeng was about to leave, but Lu Bingyue couldn't stop him.

Looking at the person's back at the end, Lu Bingyue was very reluctant: "Goodbye, senior, thank you for your hard work!"

With her back on his back, Zhao Shufeng shook his finger.

Lu Bingyue looked at the senior sister's back, as if her energy and energy were following her away.

She leaned slumped, as if she was very familiar with the other person's back, the first time, the second time, many times...

Until now, she has been just staring at her back, not knowing when her heart will be conveyed.

Zhao Shufeng finished the class step by step, and had to prepare for the orientation activities in advance, and asked the ministers of various departments to hold a meeting in the cafeteria.

In the past, she was the deputy department of the girls' department, and she followed the head of everything.

However, in one year, she jumped from the deputy department to the chairman's position, and she had completed a big counterattack.

After discussing the matter with the ministers, she asked again about the rehearsal status of the girls' department and the entertainment department.

For the welcome activities, the major classes are responsible for producing programs, and these two departments are responsible for screening.

Zhao Shufeng looked at the program list submitted: "Singing and dancing programs should be balanced with other programs, it is best to add a recitation—"

"Recitation? Isn't it?"

Zhao Shufeng said: "Freshmen just enter the school, let him feel the beauty and expectations of the university campus."

We can't let these juniors who have experienced countless exam battles become corrupted as soon as they enter the school.

Zhao Shufeng took a look at the programs, and they didn't screen these programs once or twice, as long as they hadn't been officially listed on the program list, some programs had to be screened or broken up and reorganized.

This was Zhao Shufeng's first time leading the entire party, and he did it clearly and with ease.

Wait until you get back to the apartment, eight o'clock in the evening.

Zhao Shufeng threw the notebook he always carried on the table, and turned on the computer again.

They still have homework to do in their junior year, but she usually understands it in class, so she can only catch up with the homework before it is due, and review the knowledge points of the previous class by the way.

Compared with the students who listen to the bible as soon as they are in class, it should not be too simple.

The Lenovo computer turned on within 15 seconds, Zhao Shufeng entered the password, and then clicked into the game.

A few days ago, she was busy discussing the rules with the secretary, but rarely played games.

On the screen, 'Buyanluo' was revived at the resurrection point, she looked at the task bar, and the martial art hadn't been done yet.

Zhao Shufeng glanced at the game activity interface again. Recently, there is a warm-up for the Mid-Autumn Festival, and it is estimated that there will be some moths to make money.

She manipulated Bu Yanluo, and only took two steps away, but Bu Yanluo's figure froze.

Zhao Shufeng knew that she was charged, but before she could react, dozens of combos came from the opposite side, and with the help of a nanny from the side, Bu Yanluo lay down again at the resurrection point .

She raised her camera and looked ahead.

Sure enough, it was the 'we are poor' who had met once again.

After Zhao Shufeng died again, Xiao Poor told her to get up quickly, and told her to kill another wave, so that I can have a good business tonight.

Zhao Shufeng was overwhelmed, and just as he was about to go offline, he received a private chat from his junior brother.

Mo Yan: "Why do you keep getting killed?"

Mo Yan: "Want to help?"

Mo Yan: "Pull me over."

Zhao Shufeng paused for half a second.

Bu Yanluo: "No need, there may be some misunderstanding."

Mo Yan: "They're a killer organization. Would you like to go offline and hide for a while? Or can I give you the trumpet?"

Bu Yanluo: "No, I have a number."

Zhao Shufeng stopped caring about Moyan, and looked at the 'little pitiful' in front of him.

Bu Yanluo: "Who asked you to kill me?"

We are poor: "You can't say... customer information must be kept confidential."

Bu Yanluo: "Then why kill me?"

We are little pitiful: "Little sister, I can't say that, we are a businessman #巴尸"

Bu Yanluo: "Then how much she gives you, I will give you double."

We are poor: "No, we must have professional ethics #shy"

Bu Yanluo: "Three times?"

We are poor: "Well... I'll ask our boss."

Bu Yanluo: "10 times."

Let's be poor: "Okay!! Deal! 10 times 100 million, too much, you need to pay a deposit, and I will send you the detailed information!!"

Zhao Shufeng didn't take 100 million yuan seriously, and it was only around [-] yuan in reality.

Bu Yanluo was resurrected again, wearing tattered and defenseless equipment, opened the trading interface with someone, and handed over [-] gold coins.

When the 'little poor' over there saw the amount, he was immediately shocked, and gave the big customer a QUQUAN number every minute, so that he could contact him frequently in the future.

This really is a boss! ! !

'Little pitiful' looked at the guy lying on his list again. Although he was a little bit preemptive, this situation was completely unexpected!

A pie-in-the-sky accident!Whoever doesn't follow is an idiot!

The hospital is near the university town, and it belongs to the affiliated hospital of a certain medical university. The people who come here for medical treatment are only nearby residents, and the number of hospitalized people is relatively small.

Lu Bingyue was a little afraid of being quiet. There was only one TV in the ward, and if he wanted to watch it, he had to pay a deposit for the remote control first, which was also troublesome.

She simply didn't put down her phone.

When it was almost nine o'clock, she received another message from 'Little Poor'.

We are poor: "Old sister, I am going to betray you."

moon cake:"??"

Lu Bingyue didn't realize what kind of operation it was.

We are poor little ones: "That boss wants me to kill you..."

We are poor little: "Brother, I'm done talking, be careful yourself."

We are poor: "Hahaha!!! Remember not to go out of the main city."

We are Little Coke: "La la la la make money make money."

moon cake:"……"

Little pitiful hand is fast, and he bullies Lu Bingyue that he has a mobile phone, typing slowly, and a series of messages come, which makes Lu Bingyue dumbfounded.

Lu Bingyue stared blankly for a moment, Yan Luo was really not easy to bully this step, and the method was so simple and rude!

I don't know how much I gave.

After all, if you can instigate the little pity, you can't take it out if you don't have it.

Lu Bingyue was a little depressed, and didn't dare to fight for money with others.

Now that she is still in the hospital, she can't do other things at all, and it's useless for her to be angry.

Moon Cake: "Your uncle, is this how you bully your father?"

Mooncake: "Remember to give me half."