gold medal actress

Chapter 114 Contradictions
The scene froze for a moment.

Sheng Fandu and the two looked at each other for a few moments, and the girl named Lele pushed the middle-aged woman away and rushed out angrily.

Sheng Fan coughed twice, and continued to pack her luggage as if nothing had happened. The middle-aged woman was also embarrassed, so she put the handkerchief back in place for Sheng Fan, and started to help the girl pack her luggage.

The middle-aged woman took some things out of the bag, and when she opened a large cloth bag, the middle-aged woman let out a yuck, smiled and walked towards Shengfan, still holding a bag of things in her hand.

"Student, we made this at home, let's try it for you."

Sheng Fan smiled, and took the bag, which contained pieces of shriveled crispy meat, the kind of faint yellow that had been fried and dried at home.

"Thank you auntie."

Sheng Fan thanked her, and put the bag on the side of the table, and the smile on the middle-aged woman's face became brighter again.

"Student, our family Lele is not good at words and has a hot temper. You can take care of her more in the future."

Speaking of her daughter, the middle-aged woman frowned slightly. She kept smiling in front of her daughter. Now that the girl was gone, her eyes suddenly became a little more worried.

"Our family is far away. She may come back only after she has a holiday. I'm worried, alas."

Thinking of the hostility and thorns all over the girl just now, Sheng Fan felt a little headache, but when she turned her eyes and saw the middle-aged woman's expression, she couldn't say anything to refuse.

After staring at her for a few seconds, Shengfan sighed silently, "Don't worry, Auntie, I will."

But twenty or ten minutes after these words were uttered, Shengfan had already begun to regret infinitely.

Because she realized that this girl whose real name was Yang Qile was really difficult.

When the two were walking on the road, Yang Qile just walked aside without looking at her, his face was full of displeasure.

Perhaps because of her tough appearance, she looked a little scary, and Sheng Fan didn't dare to initiate a conversation, so the two could only walk in silence.

It was eleven o'clock now, and many people were already walking towards the cafeteria together, but the two had to report, take photos and register for a card before twelve o'clock.

Sheng Fan had to see Alfred in the afternoon, so naturally he couldn't delay it too late, and Yang Qile probably wanted her mother to go back early, so she was in a hurry to register for the report first.

The two of them were walking on the road, all kinds of eyes were cast in this direction, and some boys even didn't leave at all because of fighting, just stood there and a group of people stared at her, and turned their heads shyly when they saw her looking over Chat loudly, look away.

Yang Qile suddenly sneered, "They are looking at you."

Sheng Fan glanced at her, and didn't know what to say, so he just hooked the corners of his lips, "I know."

……

"Is this a common occurrence for you?"

The two passed by a shade of a tree, and a slight gust of wind blew by, making it a little cooler.

Sheng Fan raised his head and squinted at the blue sky between the trees, and he felt much better.

"It's okay, just ignore them."

Yang Qile glanced at her, and suddenly stopped talking, and the two fell into a long silence again.

The road to the reporting office is not too long, it takes only a short drive, but if you just walk slowly, it will take about ten minutes.

After walking for a while, Yang Qile suddenly said, "You are beautiful."

Sheng Fan turned his head in surprise, and happened to meet Yang Qile and looked at her suddenly.

Her eyes are different from her mother's. Her eyes are firm with an indescribable ruthlessness. They are hard and rigid. It seems that she is a very resilient person.

But this is also normal. If a person with good grades is not really talented, then he must have a certain tenacity. If he is ruthless to himself and persists, his grades can be maintained at the top level.

This is a common principle no matter which industry.

Sheng Fan always thought that she belonged to the latter, but the world always seemed to like to attribute her to the former.

Looking at Yang Qile, Sheng Fan smiled at her, even slightly bent the corners of his eyes, and blinked.

"Thank you."

Yang Qile glanced at her again, turned his head back, pursed his lips and stopped looking at her.

Seeing her awkwardness, Sheng Fan didn't take the initiative to bring up the topic, and the two just walked quietly.

After turning another avenue, red tents finally appeared in front of us. Different tents were marked with different colleges with golden lacquer letters, and the tent of the School of Economics and Management stood in the middle, with an outstanding status.

There are tables and stools in the tent, and the staff of the student union, volunteers and even counselors have their own positions and are responsible for different matters.

As soon as Sheng Fan walked in, the eyes of the girls lit up and they waved enthusiastically.

"Student, here! Are you a freshman in the School of Economics and Management?"

Yang Qile pursed his lips and did not speak, Sheng Fan could only smile and nodded, and asked for the two of them, "May I ask if the freshman report of the School of Economics and Management is here?"

"Yes, yes, come here quickly! We will go through the formalities for you."

The short-haired girl in front of her stared at Shengfan hotter than those boys. She stared at Shengfan fieryly, and looked around with satisfaction, as if she was appreciating a treasure. .

While Sheng Fan and Yang Qile bowed their heads to sign the freshman registration form, Sheng Fan heard the short-haired girl whispering to the person next to her.

"Our School of Economics and Management has a big beauty here. Let the students from the School of Art be more comfortable, and compete with us for the venue. Hmph, being held up by a group of boys is so inflated that I even forget how many points I got in."

Sheng Fan twitched the corners of his lips, only thinking that this short-haired girl was a little frank and cute.

After signing in, handing in a copy of their ID card, and registering with the corresponding class counselor, the short-haired girl instructed Sheng Fan and Yang Qile to follow the school's WeChat and Weibo, and complete the account registration on the campus website.

She handed them two thin admission notices, on which were written the experience of downsizing the school summed up by the members of the student union with blood and tears, which window's cafeteria aunt was the most generous, and which cafeteria's signature dish was , It is concluded that which road has a problem with the street lights at night, it is best not to go alone, which teacher has the most toxic management and the most tricky roll call, etc., it can be said to be quite practical.

After handing in the things here, the two took the time to go to the library to take a photo. After taking the photo, they only need to wait for 5 minutes to get their brand new card.

This photo on the card will accompany them for four full years and appear in their various files. Therefore, this photo is often called the photo of the death of the university, and many people think it is their own black history.

The former Gu Aijia started to be sought after by many boys because of an extremely pure one-card photo on the school forum.

After getting the cards, the two finally completed the reporting process, and they can take their freshly baked meal cards to the cafeteria to taste the delicious food of Huada University.

But the weather was hot at this time, and Sheng Fan and Yang Qile were not in the mood to go across half of the school to eat, so they naturally chose the second canteen closest to the apartment to order something casually.

Yang Qile ate fast, sat down across from Shengfan and ate up all the food, stood up without saying a word, took the card and went to the window again, ordered the exact same meal, packed it and carried it in his hand.

It must have been for her mother.

Seeing Sheng Fan looking over with a smile, she pursed her lips, turned her head away uncomfortably, and took the initiative to speak again after a while.

"My mother hasn't eaten yet."

Shengfan smiled more and nodded.

"I know."

Yang Qile raised his eyelids to look at her, then lowered them quickly, unconsciously rubbing the edge of the plastic bag with his hands, paused for a few seconds, frowning constantly, as if hesitating about something.Seeing Sheng Fan looking over, she pursed her lips and said again.

"My mother...isn't that kind of bad person."

Sheng Fan glanced at Yang Qile, suddenly put down the chopsticks in his hand, took some tissues from his bag to wipe the corners of his mouth, and passed one to Yang Qile who was opposite him.

When Yang Qile reached out to take it, Sheng Fan looked her in the eyes seriously and smiled.

"I know."

Yang Qile clutched the tissue in his hand, lowered his head and said nothing, and didn't need to, just drooping his eyelashes and wondering what to think.

Sheng Fan sighed slightly in his heart, but didn't say anything to persuade him, just sat quietly with her for a few minutes.

"Let's go."

Yang Qile stood up suddenly, his expression was so deep and shallow that he couldn't see clearly in the shadows.Sheng Fan stood up, and was about to take the plate, but Yang Qile took the lead.

She held a dinner plate in one hand, and hung the meals for her mother on her wrist, and strode towards the recycling place with only a back view for Sheng Fan.

Sheng Fan stood where he was, stunned for a moment, and suddenly a few traces of smile couldn't hold back from his lips and eyes.

Although this mother and daughter are very contradictory, they are surprisingly not annoying.

Sheng Fan looked at the stubborn figure in front of him, as if seeing no one following, she also slowed down, as if she was waiting for herself.

Sheng Fan rubbed his face, stretched lazily, with a faint smile between his brows, he stepped forward and followed.

　Although the main line of this article is the entertainment industry, occasionally I will add something I want to write as a side line.

　　Some plots seem cumbersome or watery, but there are things I want to express in them.

　　Recently, I sorted out the next plot, and after writing the military training, it is estimated that the filming of the new drama and Shengfan's first grand prize will start.

　　It rained yesterday, and I was inspired to write today's chapter. If I can code two chapters today, I will add another chapter later.

　　whee.

　　
　
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