The treasure in the palm of Mr. Cheng

Chapter 8
Cheng Yifeng first came to the school gate, and there was already someone waiting outside, holding a beautifully packaged box.

Cheng Yifeng hurried over after seeing it, "Is the stuff inside open?"

The man quickly shook his head, "Master, how could I not obey your orders? No one has opened this box."

Only then did Cheng Yifeng nodded in satisfaction, and patted him on the shoulder, "I'm sorry to trouble you, go back."

The man looked proud when he saw the smile on his face.

"No trouble, master, if you have anything else, call me anytime."

"I know, I know!" After Cheng Yifeng finished speaking, he turned and left, looking at the box in his hand with joy.

Those who didn't know the box thought it contained such precious things, but after opening it, it was just a simple pink book with Song Yao's name written on it.

That's right, these are exactly Song Yao's notes.

After he got home yesterday, he found a delicate box for this notebook and put it in.

He looked at the box and couldn't help but smile.

But suddenly I remembered that something was wrong!Where did he know where Song Yao went to eat?

How can this be good?

All of a sudden he became anxious, but he couldn't think of any good ideas in his mind.

Just as he turned on his phone to investigate, he suddenly remembered that if Song Yao confessed his love somewhere in the school, her figure would definitely appear on the wall.

He turned on the phone, entered the space of the confession wall, and found that it was true.

Someone has secretly taken a photo of Song Yao eating in the cafeteria, and the picture quality is very blurry, which shows how afraid this person is to approach her.

Based on the blurred picture quality, Cheng Yifeng keenly detected that the canteen where Song Yao was located was the third canteen, and the seat where he was sitting was probably near the doorknob of the second door.

After confirming the location, he hurried over. After all, she has class this afternoon, and she will be going to class a little later.

Song Yao frowned and ate in the cafeteria. He obviously sat in the corner, but he was still noticed.

From the time she ate, someone secretly observed her. If it wasn't because it was too late today and she was hungry, she would not have chosen to eat in the cafeteria.

Even so, she also chose her favorite pork belly mixed noodles. The noodles are silky and the pork belly is delicious.

Sprinkle a few shallots on top, and add two peppercorns, it is simply a treat for the taste buds!
This is also the reason why she is willing to insist on eating in the cafeteria. The bowl of noodles made by auntie is really delicious.

When Song Yao was eating, his expression also relaxed, not as indifferent as usual, but a little more charming.

When Cheng Yifeng walked over, he saw this scene.

Originally, he wanted to deliver the food directly, but he didn't want to disturb her eating, so he sat beside her silently and watched her eat obediently.

After Song Yao finished his meal, he took a sip of soup and sighed contentedly.

Cheng Yifeng saw that Song Yao had finished eating, and then walked over.

"Student Song Yao, this is the notebook you left behind."

Song Yao glanced at the exquisite box in front of him, feeling a little baffled.

Only then did Cheng Yifeng remember that he hadn't opened the box, so he quickly opened the lid of the box, revealing the pink notebook inside.

Song Yao took out the notebook inside and glanced at it.

"Thank you." Song Yao nodded.

Cheng Yifeng quickly shook his head, "It's okay, this is what we should do, we are classmates!"

"Oh, is there anything else?"

Song Yao didn't even notice whether Cheng Yifeng was a classmate in his class or a classmate in the previous class.

She has never paid attention to people who have nothing to do with her.

Cheng Yifeng quickly said, "That's right, the student union has re-adjusted the order of performances. This is the order of your performances. I will write it down for you."

Song Yao took the crumpled piece of paper in Cheng Yifeng's hand, frowned at the time on it, and put the paper on the table again.

"okay, I get it."

Seeing that he didn't seem to have anything to say, Song Yao was about to go to class, but suddenly remembered something and stopped.

"What's your name?" Song Yao felt that this boy was always flashing in front of his eyes, and he didn't know his name was a bit bad.

After Cheng Yifeng heard this sentence, he was extremely excited. This was the first time Song Yao wanted to know his name on his own initiative.

It was also the first time she asked a boy's name!
Thinking of this, he felt extremely happy in his heart.

"My name is Cheng Yifeng!"

Song Yao nodded after hearing this, then turned and left.

Although this boy didn't grow up very well, at least he was kind-hearted, better than the other boys.

Song Yao had no distractions in class in the classroom, but he always inadvertently remembered the experience in the nightclub last night.

So as soon as the teacher finished speaking, after class, she hurried home with her bag.

"Miss, why did you go home so early today?" Steward Wang asked with a smile after seeing Song Yao come back.

"I have something to do tonight, so naturally I have to come back early. Why does Steward Wang look so free today?" Song Yao asked sideways.

"Wow, I'm busy with a lot of things. Don't I take care of everything inside and outside the house?" Steward Wang hurriedly said, afraid of revealing something.

"That's good. I'm afraid Steward Wang is too old to understand." Song Yao suddenly said with a smile.

Seeing that Song Yao had left, Steward Wang couldn't help but slander in his heart, "You little bastard! You really don't like your words at all. How old are you? You're obviously very young."

The first thing Song Yao did when he returned to the room was to take out the paper and pen.

She began to seriously draw on the paper. First, the prototype of a man appeared. Slowly, the man's facial features became three-dimensional, and every detail of his body appeared.

In order to draw this picture, Song Yao painted for several hours.

After finishing the painting, she held it from a distance and looked exactly like the man she saw yesterday, even the watch on his wrist was clearly drawn.

I don't know whether to say that Song Yao observed too carefully, or that the man revealed too clearly.

Song Yao looked at his work with satisfaction, but the lights outside were already dim when he turned his head.

Today, she will fight with her back, and use all her efforts to take down that man.

At least know the man's name.

Thinking of this, Song Yao couldn't help laughing out loud.

But she didn't know that the male lead of her dreams was happily drinking fat house in the room, watching TV and laughing happily.

Now Cheng Yifeng only knows to listen to Cheng Yanyi, how dare he not listen to him?

(End of this chapter)