My nemesis was taken to sleep by me

He thought of Shen Xingyi asking him to help find a classroom for tutoring for the students the night before, and he was taken aback, and corrected: "What are you doing?"

As soon as Shen Xing heard this, he knew that he was thinking wrong, and said coldly: "Nothing."

Then briefly described the power outage yesterday.

On Saturday night, Liang Yan originally wanted to see how Shen Xingyi was tutoring a student who didn't know whether he was a boy or a girl, but when he walked to the entrance of the Shengdi building, he found that there was a power outage. He thought that those two people must have left, so he didn't Going in, I didn't expect them to spend the night in the classroom.

Gee tut.

Liang Yan felt that this was a good opportunity to tease Shen Xingyi, but before he could think of anything to say, Shen Xingyi asked bluntly, "Is there anything else?"

Liang Yan knew that if he said what he wanted to say, Shen Xing would hang up the phone in a second, so he coughed twice and pretended to be serious: "Our boss has issued the highest order again."

Sure enough, Shen Xingyi softened his attitude and asked him to continue talking.

Liang Yan happily explained what his mentor said to him and the program he had contacted Shen Xingyi, then stopped with a smile, waiting to check Shen Xingyi's reaction.

To his surprise, Shen Xingyi said calmly: "Understood, you push me the contact information of the person in charge."

Liang Yan immediately reacted: "Hey, you don't want to use your beauty to tell others that you don't want to go, you can't, Shen Xingyi, you are cheating."

"You don't need to worry about it, as long as you can explain the past to the boss." Shen Xing said succinctly.

He doesn't want to waste time doing such boring things, and he's not a male peacock who is eager to admire all day long.

Liang Yan hesitated to reply, and Shen Xing called out to him with a sense of warning: "Liang Yan."

Liang Yan had no choice but to do as he said, and at the end he did not forget to sigh and complain: "You are really boring."

As soon as Shen Xing ignored him, he contacted the person in charge of the social party after filing the case at the security office.

The other party knew him. He had just finished declaring his family name when the girl on the other end of the phone took the conversation away. He didn't interrupt and waited patiently for her to finish speaking.

The girl talked on and on for a long time, and finally got to the point: "...Your show is with an undergraduate student from the School of Journalism. He sings and you accompany him."

Shen Xing slightly raised his eyebrows after hearing "Journalism School", but did not directly refuse: "What song?"

There was the sound of fingernails tapping on the screen from the girl. She must have gone through the chat history. After a while, she said, "It's an old song called "Childish". Have you heard it?"

Shen Xingyi said "Yes", "Wan Fang's song."

After a pause, he asked again, "What's his name?"

"Who?" The girl took a few seconds to realize, "Oh, you are a junior who raps and sings. He used to be a freshman, but now he is called Jiang Huang. He seems to have retained a grade. He should have graduated this year. "

Shen Xing paused, and when he spoke again, he asked, "When is the rehearsal?"

"Next week, I'll send you the time and place later," the girl thought again, "Do you want me to ask him to add you?"

Shen Xing said no, thanked him politely, and then asked the other party if he could not tell Jiang Huang that he was the accompanist.

Although the girl thought this request was a little weird, but because the other party was Shen Xingyi, she happily agreed: "I haven't said anything yet, let's wait until you go to the rehearsal site next week to get to know each other."

As soon as Shen Xing put down the phone, he involuntarily lost his mind.

The song that Jiang Huang chose was his favorite when he was an undergraduate, and he once practiced the score for a whole summer.

He suddenly remembered the brother who played the guitar that Jiang Huang had mentioned, and laughed dumbfounded the next second.

When did he start to be passionate about himself.

Coincidentally, Jiang Huang just mentioned this matter when he was putting him to sleep at night: "Brother, I'm going to participate in our school's fellowship next week."

Shen Xingyi deliberately asked, "Do you want to find a boyfriend?"

"No," Jiang Huang explained with a red face, "I'm going to perform and sing, and someone will accompany me."

Shen Xing typed two words casually: "Accompaniment?"

"Well, the guitar player will have rehearsal next week. I don't know if he can practice well in such a short time, but it should be no problem. At that time, he can play an accompaniment tape at the same time, so that even if he can't play well, the people below will not be able to play well." I can't hear it." Jiang Huang began to plan for his future partner.

"I don't believe him so much." Shen Xing said with a smile.

Jiang Huang was a little embarrassed: "Yes, maybe he is very powerful, just like..."

When he said this, he stuttered and swallowed back the words abruptly.

As soon as Shen Xing heard what he wanted to say: "Just like the senior brother you like?"

"I, I just said it casually." Jiang Huang really didn't mean it.

Shen Xingyi didn't intend to expose it: "Maybe it's him?"

Jiang Huang looked at the screen of the mobile phone at a loss, unable to say anything.

And Continuous Mapping continued to send him messages: "Do you wish it was him?"

Jiang Huang held back for a long time, and suddenly he had a flash of inspiration, and asked back: "What about you, brother, do you hope it's him?"

He saw that the other party was typing at the top of the chat box, and half a minute passed before the continuous mapping replied: "Why do you ask that?"

Jiang Huang swallowed, not daring to speak.

The continuous mapping seems to have noticed his thoughts: "Why hesitate?"

Jiang Huang wanted to muster up the courage to say something bolder, but after a while, he was still timid, and honestly whitewashed Taiping: "Ask whatever you want."

"Is that so?" The continuous mapping didn't get entangled in this issue, and Jiang Huang felt a little bit disappointed while rejoicing.

He cleared his throat, ready to change the subject to lull him to sleep.

But Continuous Mapping sent another sentence: "I don't want it."

Jiang Huang was stunned: "Huh?"

Continuous mapping: "Didn't you just ask me if I want it or not?"

Continuous mapping: "I don't want to."

Jiang Huang's heart trembled suddenly, as if hanging in the air, he stammered and asked, "Why, why?"

A few seconds later, Continuous Mapping replied to him: "Just say what you want."

So Jiang Huang's heart fell to the ground again, it turned out that the other party was blaming him for his perfunctory just now.

"Brother, you are a little narrow-minded." Jiang Huang muttered.

Continuous Mapping: "What else?"

Jiang Huang carried on forgetting about it: "I'm still stingy, don't let me listen to the voice, don't let me see Moments..."

He suddenly realized that something was wrong, and quickly made up for it: "Brother, I didn't mean that, I just, I just want to know you better."

Seeing that the continuous mapping did not reply immediately, Jiang Huang said cheekily again: "Why don't you send me a photo to see?"