My protagonist attributes have been discovered

"Combination?"

Boss Ying sat on the sofa with a glass of water in his hand. Unexpectedly, he didn't embarrass him. He just took a sip of water in a leisurely manner and asked one more question: "When?"

"Next Mon."

"Well, I'll go with you."

"Is there a discount for two people traveling together?"

"..." Ying Long glanced at him lazily, but didn't speak.

That is no more.Song Yangle deduced this point from the known information, and fell into deep thought: Could it be that there are other projects in Hexushan that the two of them can cooperate at half price?

……

"But, I remember that there are no holidays in mid-April?"

After lunch, Taifeng, who passed by with a plate and was caught by Song Yangle holding a mobile phone, was vigilant. Fortunately, this problem seemed normal, so he breathed a sigh of relief, thought hard, and shook his head.

"I know this!" Sister Tu, who struggles with books so much that it is fun to read everything else, excitedly raised her hand holding a pen: "Grain Rain! Rice transplanting festival!"

Tai Feng, who was beaten up in the morning, smiled: "Gu Yu don't say there are five or six days left. You should continue to do your homework."

Sister Tu: "... pierces my heart."

Song Yangle thought for a moment, then asked seriously: "Apart from festivals, will there be any special events?"

"What kind of event are you talking about?" Taifeng struggled to free a small hand from under the heavy dishes, and counted for him with his fingers: "Is it a family carnival for a large festival, a couple's event, or a big event?" What about public welfare day volunteer activities organized by companies or institutions, or ordinary shopping mall activities?"

Since there is no big festival, Song Yangle thought about it and affirmed: "The latter two."

"That's too much." Taifeng said: "For the former public welfare day, basically every company with a slightly larger scale will make different proposals for different themes; Hexushan is another mountain and sea world. center, so 360 days a year, there is not a single day that is not for public welfare. What about the latter's shopping mall activities..."

After a sudden pause of half a second, Song Yangle, who didn't hear the follow-up, looked at the other party in confusion: "?"

Tai Feng, who was holding the dishes, moved forward a little bit, showing his little red hands, and said with a smile, "Look at this bowl, it's big and round."

Song Yangle put away the mobile phone with the broken line on the screen that was infinitely approaching "1", straightened his back, and bowed politely: "Farewell."

Taifeng: "..." The smile gradually disappeared.

In order not to offend Jishen's colleague too much, Song Yangle, who was selectively pretending to be blind, returned to the counter that had just been cleaned with self-knowledge, and glanced at the densely packed experiences that Sister Tu was writing down in her notebook...

Why am I not really blind?he thinks.

Only the nerve endings can imagine how difficult the other party’s online class at night will be if this continues. The honest and good protagonist Song Yangle suggested from the bottom of his heart: “Do we need so much? I can’t see clearly, or write less. ?”

"Can't you see clearly?" Sister Tu, who was writing quickly, paused, looked forward, and turned her pen in surprise: "It really is! Then I will write bigger!"

"..." Is this the point?

Seeing that the other party's pen was about to be a bigger and clearer word, Song Yangle gave up the detour: "What I mean is, don't write so much, lest—"

With a "click", the tip of the pen that was turned fell to the ground. Ms. Tu glanced at the remaining half of the pen, and she was very disgusted: "This is the third pen this week. Isn't the current manufacturer cutting corners too much?" The broken pen was thrown into the trash can, and the other party raised his head, urging him: "'So as not to' what?"

"—to avoid wasting green resources." Song Yangle said without changing his expression, and added: "The earth is a home, and it depends on everyone to protect the environment."

"……All right."

Sister Tu regretfully gave up her experience of not being able to recall the record once it was interrupted. She took out a new pen from the drawer and looked at him suspiciously: "Since when did you care so much about the environment?"

Song Yangle thought for a moment, then said Yuandao: "It suddenly occurred to me that Earth Day is just two days after Grain Rain this year."

Sister Tu turned on her phone and swiped twice. She was surprised to find that it seemed to be true, but she was a little confused: "So? Did you ask about the festival before to call on us all to plant trees together that day?"

"...I'm not." Song Yangle, who didn't even want to carry the dishes for his colleagues, thought seriously: I don't.Don't talk nonsense.

Sister Tu rolled her eyes: "Then why are you asking these questions? We basically don't have holidays on holidays."

Song Yangle, who was scented with roses, straightened his back, moved his bright eyes since he went down the stairs that he couldn't see, suppressed the redness that shot from his heart to his ears, and put on a nonchalant expression: "Because the boss said Monday Come with me to join the void."

"..."

……

"Hexu has been very hot these days, remember to prepare sunscreen."

"……Oh."

"But Nuan Bao, don't forget that when the Shanhai subway passes through the underworld, it will still be very cold."

"……Um."

"If the weather is fine, let's go to the beach in Hexu. Do you have swimming trunks?"

"……Have."

Sister Tu held the pen, propped her face with the other hand and murmured: "And..."

"—Wait a minute," Song Yangle interrupted, seeing that the other party seemed to have a tendency to continue confessing, and the purpose was not for this: "Can you express your opinion on what I said before?"

Sister Tu looked at him strangely: "Which sentence?"

"..." Was it intentional?

Moreover, he thought: It’s fine to say this once, but it’s too much to say it a second time...

... Withdrawing his hands from his trouser pockets and covering his mouth, he coughed and couldn't hide the reddened ears, and he said calmly again, "It's because I went upstairs just now, and the boss said that he would go to Hexu with me."

Sister Tu nodded: "Oh."

"..." Isn't this reaction too cold?

"...Alas," seeing Xiao Zai Zai's dim eyes, Sister Tu sighed, put down her pen, her eyes were loving and tolerant: "Now I need to remind you, in fact, as long as you enter the public area , besides you, are there no whispers in our entire street?"

Song Yangle: "..."

Ah, he thought blankly: it seems that love can make people lose their wits.

……

In the end, since the whole matter was no longer a secret on Shanhai Street, and the other party even looked at him a few more times when he went downstairs in the afternoon, and the starry night was low, Song Yangle ended his daily self-isolation in the Shanhai Hotel. second friday of .

After fastening the seat belt on 7092, after one stop, a fat figure sat next to him, and at the same time, the third red envelope of today appeared on the screen of the mobile phone. The little squirrel who was thrown out of the stone defaulted to Song Yangle who lost with the scissors: "..."

——What an ordinary day.Ah.