[comprehensive] superior skills

"Hey, are you okay?"

Song Ci pushed back since F4, to be precise, the little girl who has been absent-minded since Hua Zelei left, "Do you need to go to the infirmary?"

"Ah, it's okay, don't bother!"

Shancai patted her bloodshot face, and awkwardly changed the subject, "Suddenly I'm bored, the weather in Taipei is like this, it's so hot every summer vacation!"

Song Ci helplessly looked around at the teaching building, which can be regarded as the most willing to turn on the air-conditioning in all of Taipei, without exposing her small thoughts, "If you have nothing to do, go inside and apply medicine, change your clothes later, and let's go to the restaurant together."

"Teacher, I can't go to the restaurant."

Shancai limply sat on the chair, "You don't even know how much those bastards are, as long as I show up in the restaurant, they will throw caterpillars and stones into my food, it's not edible at all."

"It's very naive, no wonder you said they are elementary school students."

Song Ci threw her a medicine box, "Wipe it in the morning and evening, and it will be fine soon."

"Hey, it's so comfortable to apply!"

Shancai rubbed her red and swollen ankles, "It feels cool, did you add mint? Teacher, where did you buy this ointment? If the price is not expensive, I should keep some on hand!"

It's really sad to say it, everyone dressed up beautifully in college, but she was the same as fighting every day, either she was covered in injuries or dirt, and she had to lie and collide with her parents to hide it.

"I made it myself, if you like it, I will give it to you."

Song Ci packed up Han Baobao's toys, "If you have nowhere to go, why not go to my house. It's very close, and it only takes ten minutes by bike."

"I'm so sorry."

Shancai squeezed the medicine box and said: "Usually I take my bento to the rooftop to eat, the scenery there is very good, and no one will bother me."

Most importantly, occasionally meet another person who likes to be on the rooftop\alone.

"Well, then the teacher won't force you."

Song Ci glanced at the hands of the clock, "Don't take the last dance class, you still need to rest more on your feet."

But that being said, she couldn't let an injured student leave alone, so she helped Shancai to call Qinghe, and asked the little boy with an ignorant expression on his face to pick him up.

After turning off the lights in the dance studio and lounge, Song Ci carried the exhausted Han Baobao to the artificial lake.

The scenery here is very good, the willows are shady and the breeze is blowing, and there are many beautiful water birds that come uninvited.

Randomly picking a clean stone step to sit on the embankment, Song Ci took out the food box and snacks packed in the early years from his backpack, and specially prepared a piece of Han Baobao's favorite fruit cake.

The waterfowl in the lake are not afraid of people, and one by one they scrambled to swim over with their flippers, looking for delicious bread crumbs.

It can be seen that people often feed them, Song Ci couldn't bear to disappoint the little guy, so he tore up the toast and sprinkled it on the lake.

Halfway through eating, Han Baobao suddenly realized that he seemed to have missed something, and yelled at the waterfowl in the lake as if declaring his sovereignty.

Song Ci stopped the puppy who wanted to go into the water to test his swimming skills, "Baby Han, don't make trouble! You obviously don't like toast!"

Behind the noisy pets and their owners, Hua Zelei, who had been watching the violin for a long time, suddenly said, "Can you give me some?"

Song Ci hugged Han Baobao, whose nose tip could not tell whether it was cream or hair, and handed over the remaining half bag of toast, "Aren't you that F4, why didn't you go to the restaurant with them."

"I'm bored, I don't want to go."

Hanazawa put the violin and bow aside, picked out the tasteless white toast and took a bite.

"Well, aren't you used to feed the birds?"

Seeing that the other party seemed to be really hungry, Song Ci had to find two other eel rice balls, "If you don't mind, try my cooking."

"You had a good lunch."

Hua Zelei's expression was still calm, but the speed of biting the rice ball was a little bit faster than that of the toast.

"No way, a bad habit developed during dance practice."

Song Ci choked, "If you exercise a lot, you will naturally eat more."

What she said was not all lies. Ever since she took a bath in the Zhuogou Spring, her body has been maintained in the most perfect state. No matter how much high-calorie food she eats, she will not gain weight. It is the wish of Anna, who dare not eat the whole chocolate on Valentine's Day, but wants to taste all the delicacies in the world.

Hanazawa, who lives in another dimension, doesn't seem to care about other people's perfunctory, and still concentrates on enjoying lunch.Although what he held in his hand was just an ordinary rice ball, it forced him to taste the elegance of high-end cuisine.

Song Ci suddenly understands why Shancai likes this man, leaving aside his inner self, this face alone is enough to make people feel good.

"Or is it beautiful and delicious?"

Thinking of Shancai who still didn't know where to hide and seek, Song Ci shook his head amusedly, and quickened his movements.

"Thank you for your lunch."

Hua Zelei, whose fingers were still as clean as ever, picked up the violin, "I'm going first."

The temporary meal friend sitting on the stone steps smiled and waved his hands, watching the thin and tall figure slowly walk up the path leading to the teaching building with measured steps.

After enjoying a pleasant lunch, Song Ci led the rejuvenated Han Baobao for a walk along the green area to the parking lot, ready to pick up the car and go home.

From a distance, Song Ci could see a man in uniform squatting there, he didn't know what he was doing, and when he got closer, he could smell a pungent smell of paint.

"What are you doing?"

Song Ci looked down at the bicycle that had turned bright red, and the vandal who was about to put on the last coat of gold paint.

The captured man only panicked for a moment before he calmed down and said, "Master Daomingsi told me that all the cars left in the academy must be of the same specification, no matter whether they are bicycles or motorcycles, they cannot have a second color!"

"Oh, it's no wonder that Hua Zelei would say it's boring, so it's like this..."

Song Ci sneered and nodded, "Understood, I will obey Master Daoming's request. Don't worry about me, please continue to complete your work."

At first, the man thought he had heard it wrong, but when he saw that the car owner was just watching and did not make a sound to stop him, he immediately took the courage to complete the last process on the stem.

After the eye-catching "F4" was completely dry, the man wiped off the cold sweat that dripped down for no reason, put away his tools and left.

Although Song Ci had a hundred ways to remove the paint on the car, she still couldn't help being angry when she saw the unrecognizable bicycle.

This kind of anger is not only because of Daoming Si's stupid provocation, but also because of his own carelessness and self-blame for not copying a substitute with a printer in advance.

Picking up Han Baobao who was sneezing again and again, stimulated by the smell of paint, Song Ci rode a bicycle and chased him to the teaching building where four sports cars were parked.

She remembered that Shancai said that there was a super luxurious VIP lounge on the top floor specially prepared for the four heirs, and only their cars had the right to park downstairs among the teachers and students in the whole school.

Song Ci looked up, and sure enough, he saw a striking pineapple head on the open-air balcony on the top floor, and beside him stood a man in uniform who wanted to break his waist.

After riding around the four cars, Song Ci quickly locked on to a silver-gray sports car, "Are you happy to play pranks, then let us all have fun together!"

A few minutes later, a sunflower disc made of superglue and colored sand settled down on the car cover, with a white plum blossom printed in pink on the lower right corner.

Finally, Song Ci slammed the car door hard, and stepped out of the campus leisurely amidst the frantic beeping of the alarm.

The ear-piercing siren not only attracted onlookers and guards, but also alarmed Ximen and Meizuo who stayed in the audio-visual room to enjoy the musical.

"what happened?"

Meizuo leaned on the guardrail and looked down, "Is there another idiot who threw things out and threw them on our car?"

"You let them throw one to try."

Ximen held on to his glasses, "Since that poor guy dropped out of school because of a bottle of juice last time, who would dare to do such a thing? You have to jump off a building and change to a safer place. Ah Si, did someone show love to you again, your car It seems to be full of cotton candy or something, which is really ingenious."

"What, those boring women!"

Daoming Si didn't care about it at first, but he turned his head suddenly when he heard this, scaring the little staff beside him to rush to rescue him.

"Go away, idiot!"

Daoming Si pushed away the guy who was in the way, "You treat me as a three-year-old kid, I can't even stand upright, and I still need you to help me! If you let me know who dares to make trouble on my new car, if If I don't force his family to jump into the sea, I won't be Daoming Si!"

"Jumping into the sea? It's too far away."

Hua Zelei lay lazily on the couch, "Jumping into the lake is not too bad."

"It's so cold, class!"

Misaku picked up the car keys on the bar, "Go down and have a look, there's nothing to do if you stay at school, why not go out and have fun."

The four of them went downstairs together, and as soon as they went out, they saw a few guards surrounding the sports car in a panic.

"Hey, what are you doing?"

Daoming Si looked furious, "Did I allow you to move my car?"

"Master Daoming Temple, I'm sorry!"

The sweaty guard bowed again and again: "Starting tomorrow, no, starting from the next second, I will stand guard near your car 24 hours a day. There will never be such a mistake again!"

The more Daoming Si heard it, the more he felt that something was wrong. When he retreated from the crowd and saw the lifelike sand painting, he really felt that his head was about to explode.

Mei Zuo laughed on the spot, "Wow, whose handwriting is this, the painting is quite fresh and natural!"

"look here."

Ximen's finger landed on the dog's paw print, "Isn't the identity of the painter obvious?"

Hua Zelei commented blankly: "That's why I said, don't do such boring things."

"That damned woman is so courageous!"

Daoming Si slammed his fist on the hood of the car, "How dare you reciprocate with me! Doesn't she know who I am? I'm Daoming Si!"

"Si, it's retribution, okay?"

Ximen raised his forehead and said: "Besides, don't you think that the word "revenge for every grievance" or "big baht must be more appropriate?"

Hua Zelei looked at him, "Are you serious? Don't you think these two words are not inconsistent with Daoming Si?"

"Stop rambling, don't talk to me about those useless things!"

Amidst the siren sounding again, Daoming Si gritted his teeth and swore to the sky, "My young master said that if he wants her family to jump into the sea, he must do it!"

He pointed to the little follower who had gone to spray paint earlier, "You, go and investigate all the relatives and friends of that woman immediately, and don't even let the puppy around you go!"

"Young Master calm down, I'll do it now!"

The man didn't dare to ask how to check the puppy, he nodded and bowed in response, and bowed back.

"Forget it, Ah Si, it's just a trivial matter, why make such a big fuss!"

Meizuo opened the car door and invited: "I heard that there is a newly opened bar that is not bad, let's go check it out."

"No, how can such an embarrassing car get on the road!"

Daoming Si always felt that the sunflower was laughing at him, so he simply ordered the guards to cover the car with a car cover.

In the middle of the mountainous area, Song Ci, who was riding a bicycle back home, met Mrs. Ali and Yuan Xiangqin who were back from shopping on the uphill road. Seeing that they were struggling to carry the big and small bags in their hands, he offered to help the two of them deliver them to their doorsteps by car.

"Anna, what happened to your car?"

Mrs. Ali was surprised when she saw the ugly spray paint, "Isn't it still good in the morning?"

"It's all those naughty students."

Song Ci didn't say anything about his feud with Daoming Temple, for fear of frightening the simple housewife, "I told them a few words about some students fighting before, who knows that someone will threaten revenge."

"Ah, are the current students so scary?!"

Mrs. Ali, who has always lived in a fairy-tale castle, thought that the children outside would be as well-behaved and sensible as hers. "Fortunately, our elder brother doesn't go to any Yingde College, and he's still 'Yingde'. It's a good name. It's a pity that it's not a place to study seriously!"

Yuan Xiangqin had never seen a student who dared to do anything to the teacher, and suddenly felt that those people should be more terrifying than the perverts on the bus, "Sister Anna, do you still want to teach after the summer vacation?"

"Of course I'm going, I didn't do anything wrong."

Song Ci glanced at the little girl with a frightened face, "There are only three classes a week, no matter how excessive those boys are, they won't chase after them to the dance studio."

If F4 really dares to put on tights and challenge the limit, she will give them the word "service" in capital letters.

Outside the gate of Jiang's house, Jiang Zhishu, who was wearing a sea blue gradient polo shirt, was leaning against the irregular stone wall. His hair was a little wet, as if he had just taken a bath.The eyes are staring at the slope that continues to the door without blinking.

Mrs. Ali was very happy to see her son, "Zhishu, you are here to pick us up, so sweet! Mom bought fresh strawberries, will I make you your favorite strawberry cake tonight?"

"casual."

Jiang Zhishu took the shopping bag hanging on the handlebar of the bicycle, and hesitated a little: "Thank you, sorry for the trouble."

"My elder brother is very polite, isn't he?"

Mrs. Ali touched her elder son's hair as she did when she was a child, "Don't look at his cold face, but there is a small volcano hidden in his heart!"

Song Ci wanted to laugh, but Yuan Xiangqin nodded impatiently, and didn't shrink his shoulders to pretend to be a quail until Jiang Zhishu looked over.

After saying goodbye to Jiang's family, Song Ci cleaned up the bruised bicycle in the yard first, and then moved the restored bicycle to the study on the second floor, letting it stay with the astronomical telescope.

As for the future travel tasks, the newly released bicycle No. [-] will be responsible.

After finishing the urgent housework, Song Ci was in the mood to pay attention to the follow-up of the sand painting incident.

In order to avoid such small accidents that did not hurt much but were enough to make people mad again, she pasted an invisible bug on Daoming Temple's sports car before leaving school, and naturally heard Master Daoming's war declaration verbatim.

"The whole family jumped into the sea..."

Song Ci really didn't know how to evaluate this kindergarten baby, "Only the young master of the Daoming family would dare to shout out such a blatant threat..."

Sometimes she really doesn't understand, no matter how rich the Dao Ming Consortium is, it won't be so arrogant as foreign royal families. Now it seems that there are only four families left in the whole world except the sun, and even the earth is surrounded by Follow them around.

Of course, the roles of Ji Cunxi and Chen Xinyi are also indispensable.

As soon as Song Ci turned on the TV, he saw the news that Chen Xinyi, who secretly went to the pharmacy to buy a pregnancy test stick, was being followed by reporters. Presumably, the Ji family should know about her pregnancy by now.

Although the factory of Magic Spirit has been repaired, the crisis has not yet been overcome, which is not difficult to see from the vicious comments in the financial reports.

Song Ci didn't know whether Ji Cunxi in this life would marry his son according to Ji Wangzhuzhu's request, she only thought of one thing, Chen Xinyi once lost this child, and Anna also completely lost Ji Cunxi's heart because of this.

"In this life, the three of you should live together well."

Song Ci dares to guarantee that no one will send that fictitious abortion agreement to Chen Xinyi, and no one will force them to quarrel and be the emotional catalyst for that ugly face.

After dressing up in disguise, Song Ci came to St. John's Nursery as a foreign tourist.

"For decades, St. John has taken care of thousands of children who lost their parents because of family accidents."

The white-haired priest with a kind face pointed to a young man who was playing with children on the lawn in the distance and said, "Dylan grew up in St. Good boy to share this love with others."

The man named Dylan still had several tote bags full of toys and story books for the children.

Declining the priest's company, Song Ci stopped at the edge of the lawn, his ears filled with the children's chirping and children's chatter.

"Uncle Dylan, why didn't Mommy Xinyi come with you?"

"That's right, Tiantian misses Xinyi's mommy so much, doesn't Xinyi's mommy miss Tiantian?"

"Uncle Dylan, can you let Mommy Xinyi come and see us?"

After patiently listening to the children's questions, the man as beautiful as Anna who seemed to have walked out of a fashion magazine replied softly: "Xinyi Mommy has a baby, so I can't come to see you for the time being. But I believe that as long as After a while, when Mommy Xinyi is able to go out, she will definitely come over to play with you as soon as possible."

The little girl who asked earlier was a little sad, "Mummy Xinyi has her own baby, will she still like Tiantian?"

Dylan smiled and held up the doll, "Of course, it's because Mommy Xinyi likes Tiantian so much, so she wants to have a girl as cute as Tiantian!"

Although the children's innocent laughter was more touching than the pines and bamboo waves, Song Ci had no desire to continue listening.

"Everyone has their own destination, even brothers and sisters cannot accompany each other to the moment of curtain call."

When she turned around, she took a last look at the relative who was always late no matter in the past or present, and walked out of St. John's gate very calmly.

The author has something to say:

Song Ci: The scumbag author still can't figure out, is it difficult to find a child in Taipei, how can it be impossible to find someone in newspapers and TV, and have to wait until Dylan makes Chen Xinyi a princess, leaving the real sister with nothing to show up.

He talked about thinking about his sister more, feeling so guilty, but in fact, he didn't take any action at all. He just grabbed a girl with the same name and tried his best to treat her well, just to alleviate the regret in his heart.Why does a brother like this come here? It's just for worrying?If there were no Dylan and Ji Cunxi, who would spend 500 million to buy a wishing box that is no different from street stalls?

From this point of view, Ji Cunxi and grandma are really similar, and they will spend money to hold true love~~_(:з」∠)_

Donuts, okay~~