Chapter 60
"Qingqing." He said, "I also learned something about the art examination information. I think I can explain it better and more thoughtfully than him."

Last week and weekend when it was confirmed that she was going to take the art test, he spent almost all night in the study quietly looking up a lot of relevant information, and also asked a lot of questions to some piano teachers he knew.

He originally thought about talking to her in two days.

But he didn't expect that in just a short time from the classroom to the cafeteria, he would have a competitor, and even wanted to add her WeChat account. He himself only added her WeChat account in the past few days.

"Ang?" Song Chiqing was startled.

He tightened his chopsticks and put a piece of meat into the bowl for her, "I mean, if you want to know about the art test, I can teach you."

"Can..." he asked, "Can Qingqing not add Shang Haohang's WeChat?" He knew that he shouldn't prevent her right to make friends, but he always felt that things were not that simple.

Men look at men.

What an idea, it goes without saying.

"Huh?" His words made Song Chiqing feel strange, "Why? You can help me understand together."

In this way, she can also synthesize what the two of them said, so that she can understand more comprehensively.

But she seemed to see the turbulent waves in the depths of his eyes in the next second, and she suddenly realized that the dimples on both cheeks gradually appeared, tilting her head, with a pretty and delicate look, "Brother is jealous?"

He settled for two or three seconds, and just when Song Chiqing was about to look away and not tease him, he heard Ji Shiyan hum slightly in his ear.

"I'm jealous."

With a bang, her whole body became hot, especially her cheeks, which were burning. She never thought that teasing him made her whole body angry.

"Oh..." She looked at him embarrassedly, "Well, why don't I add...?" But she just agreed to Shang Haohang.

She wants to add it.

Ji Shiyan's eyes darkened, and he felt that the food in the lunch box was tasteless, but he still decided to respect her wish, "Qingqing can add more, it's okay."

He was afraid that if he interfered with her life too much, she would become alienated from him again.

Their relationship finally made progress, and he really didn't dare to take risks.

Song Chiqing smiled lightly, showing courtesy, she spooned a large spoonful of scrambled eggs with beans into his bowl, "Brother, eat quickly." He hadn't even eaten a few bites yet.

"it is good."

She changed the topic, of course he had to pretend not to know and followed.

He is so cute, how wronged, like a child who has been robbed of candy, she tried her best to hide her smile, "I won't add it."

Ji Shiyan thought he had an auditory hallucination, so he looked over suddenly.

She stuffed the post-it note under the lunch box into Ji Shiyan's palm, "Hey. Give it to you."

He lowered his eyes and looked at the palm of his hand. The sticky note just now was placed firmly on it. He subconsciously tightened it, and then looked at her, "Qingqing."

"Huh?" Song Chiqing smiled sweetly, "Brother, it's time to eat, and it will be lunch break soon." Otherwise, he would have to go back to the dormitory with his lunch box.

The darkness in his eyes disappeared completely, tenderness gradually surged up, he slowly lowered his head, looked at the small pile of scrambled eggs with beans that she spooned over, and said a word "good" from his lips.

That sticky note.

The poor post-it note was kneaded by Ji Shiyan in his hand and turned into a small dumpling, which was then thrown into the garbage bag hanging on the front table.

His current mood is simply at its peak today, and he feels that some of his messy delusions can still be realized in her.

So much so that he took the initiative to pick up the bowl after Song Chiqing had finished eating, "I'll help Qingqing wash the dishes."

Although whether she agrees or not, or whether he is happy or not, he will take the initiative to wash the dishes for her, but he may not be as passionate as he is now.

Ji Shiyan was really worried about her.

Very well prepared.

On Friday night, he showed her a lot of materials about the art test, including the pages saved on Baidu, and the admission scores and related schools that he had transcribed and sorted out by himself.

What she didn't expect was that he recommended several piano teachers he had contacted in foreign countries over the years, and he had obviously communicated with them in advance, so adding them, they immediately knew that she was who.

She felt that no one could do it more comprehensively and thoughtfully than him, and even Shang Haohang, who specialized in music, couldn't do it more perfectly than him.

She was so happy to play music for him live.

"My brother still enrolls in piano interest classes abroad?" she asked.

Ji Shiyan shook his head, and put all the materials he had prepared into a small bag for her to take home and study slowly later, "I didn't enroll in interest classes, but I just learned roughly from some teachers when I was bored. for a few days."

boring?

She grasped the word sensitively, she thought, would someone like Ji Shiyan who only knows how to study all the time be bored?I'm afraid that Xueba is taking every bit of time for fear of being wasted by himself?
"Is my brother bored abroad?" Going abroad means getting in touch with more new and strange people and things. She personally thinks that it should be very interesting, right?
When she was in China, she would be curious for a long time when she saw something she hadn't seen before.

"Yeah." He took a deep look at her, "If there is no love abroad, it will be much more boring."

She blushed, but she still pretended to be coquettish, and snorted softly, "There is no such Qingqing abroad, so there must be many other Qingqings."

He looks so good, he is so good in all aspects, he is sought after by countless girls in China, and he is certainly no worse abroad than in China.

Seven years have passed since the fourth grade to the current senior year. He must be surrounded by many beautiful and sexy beauties.

Thinking of this, she snorted again, a bit louder than the previous snort, a bit like acting like a baby after being jealous, but she didn't hear it herself, and thought she was pretending to be fierce.

"I can't believe you haven't been moved."

If she was chased by beautiful women every day, she might have to doubt her sexual orientation.

The little girl doubted his appearance as if she suspected a cat that ate a fish, Ji Shiyan chuckled lightly, and said in a serious tone, "No."

He denied, "Not tempted."

Only then did she believe it, but girls are used to duplicity, and they like to talk about other things when they talk about one thing, Song Chiqing is no exception, raising his chin, "Then brother just admits that there are many people chasing after him?"

"Not much," he replied.

"Not too much, how much?" Song Chiqing was curious, and was a little bit eager to ask the bottom line.

He thought for a while, and answered truthfully, "About one or two a week?"

He himself does not know.

(End of this chapter)

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