After confessing to being top-notch, I went crazy

Teacher Bo went over with the students a few more times, because it was pure singing, so there wasn't much to cooperate with, as long as the time came to grasp the connection between everyone and everyone.

After singing, Bo Ziming saw that it was past nine o'clock, so he tidied up and asked everyone to go back to rest.And he himself picked up his guitar and started walking outside.

As a result, as soon as he walked to the corridor, he saw at the end of the corridor not far away, Song Ding, who had finished bathing and changing, was leaning on the wall with one hand, standing at attention with one foot, and casually placed the other foot in front of the standing foot.

Yuppie style, hehe——

The corners of Bo Ziming's mouth twitched slightly, and he slowly approached.

Later, he thought about it, and felt that he had overreacted just now with him.After all, the matter of the video is his own business, and it is unfair not to influence him because of his emotions.

Guess what, he has already walked in front of Song Ding, with a faint smile on his face, and asked: "Why? Go to my dormitory?"

Song Ding was slightly taken aback, but later he thought that his tall sportswear must have brought out his youthfulness, which was why Bo Ziming was in full bloom again.In this way, he doesn't have to try his best to make him happy!

So, after Bo Ziming walked towards the dormitory first, he hastily followed behind him!

After entering the dormitory, Bo Ziming put the guitar next to the bed first, then went to the bathroom to wash his face, then came out, and asked Song Ding, "Have you ordered a meal?"

Song Ding remembered the box of dumplings in the afternoon, thought for a while and said, "There is a box of dumplings, shall we heat them up in the microwave?"

"Okay!" Bo Ziming nodded, watched Song Ding run out, then let out a breath, sat down alone, picked up his mobile phone, and began to check the latest news of Haomeng on various platforms.

It was all the news that the artists under Haomeng had terminated their contracts, but the termination of the contract was not a trivial matter. Without compensation, Haomeng would not let them go.

Another piece of news is that Howe dreams of listing Nass, and is currently in contact with foreign capital.

Looking at the news, Bo Ziming's fingers paused slightly, and he thought, could it be that these capitalists asked for his video?

Otherwise, looking at the entire entertainment industry, who would be bored to buy a nude video of themselves?

Is it possible that you will spend 500 million to threaten yourself?But what are you threatening yourself for?Fucked yourself?

Even Gu Xiong'an couldn't force himself, where did he get the confidence that he would give in?

Just as he was thinking about it, Song Dian arrived with an insulated box.For convenience, he took two more plates, two pairs of chopsticks, and a vinegar bottle hooked on his little finger, running all the way here, earning enough attention.

Bo Ziming felt that something was wrong, so he hurriedly got up and closed the door after he entered!

Some people, it’s better to throw them in the house, don’t throw them in public!

He gritted his back teeth and watched Song Ding arrange the plates and chopsticks, and then sat down with his tingling scalp.

Song Ding didn't feel ashamed at all, he felt that he had to be generous in chasing Bo Ziming, no matter what they thought!

Seeing that Bo Ziming hadn't moved, he hurriedly picked up the chopsticks and stuffed them into his hands, saying, "The dumplings brought back from Su Ming's family are delicious! I'm not willing to eat them this afternoon, so I want to wait for you to come back to eat together." !"

Bo Ziming felt sore in his heart, felt that Song Dinghao was a little too good, so he nodded, picked up a dumpling, dipped it in vinegar, and put it in his mouth.

Seeing that Bo Ziming was eating well, Song Ding was also happy, so he began to eat extravagantly.

Su Ming's mother is really a big fan. The lunch box is full of dumplings, and the two of them can't finish it.

In the end, he couldn't eat any more, so Bo Ziming put down his chopsticks, touched his stomach, and sat aside to digest his food. Song Ding packed up the plates and chopsticks, washed them and put them in a plastic bag.

There are still a few in the insulation box, and he plans to go back and let the ones who haven't eaten eat.

After tidying up like this, Song Ding found that Bo Ziming was standing by the window alone, silently in a daze.

Bo Ziming himself was used to this posture and state, but Song Ding was not used to it.

He couldn't see Bao Ziming looking alone, so he leaned over, hugged his waist from behind, and clenched his hands lightly in front.

Bo Ziming felt Song Ding's tenderness, turned his head to look at him slightly, and said, "Today I heard Xu Yin say that Su Ming's mother objected to them being together."

Song Ding nodded, and closed his eyes in a muffled voice: "Yes, I know."

Bo Ziming's throat tightened and his voice was dry: "What about you? Did you... have you ever encountered such a situation?"

Many times, Bo Ziming wanted to talk to Song Ding, but he didn't say it out loud. He felt that the mood and atmosphere had arrived today, and maybe the two of them should face the past calmly.