wild girl

Chapter 122
This night, more than one or two people suffered from insomnia.

Guan Zexi was lying on the bed, tightly covering his head with the quilt, as if he was determined not to expose his head as long as he kept breathing, his face turned red from his forehead to the base of his neck.

Lu Ziyu tossed and turned on the bed for a long time, and finally got up and sat in the yard to feed the mosquitoes. Unfortunately, watching the seasons change, the mosquitoes were also preparing to recuperate and wait for the next year. Accompanying him was his frantic and helpless heartbeat.

On the second day, Mother Song made breakfast and asked Song Tiantian to wake up: "Girl, wake up, it's time to go to school! Why are you still lying down?"

"Mom, I won't go to school today." Song Tiantian was wrapped in the quilt, her voice muffled, "I'm in a bad mood today..."

"You girl, you have been in a bad mood for half a year, so why didn't you say you couldn't go to school before!" Mother Song put her hands on her hips, "Get up!"

Song Tiantian turned over and sat up helplessly, her eyes were so red and swollen that she could hardly see anyone, she smiled weakly, her voice was rare and weak: "Mom, can you leave me alone?"

"Girl..." Song's mother was taken aback, and she roared ferociously, "What are you pretending to do! It doesn't matter whether you go to school or not! The rule of our family is that you have to get up when I tell you to get up! Hurry up! Give me stand up!"

"Oh, what are you doing!" Song Tiantian was not to be outdone, "Don't hit me! It hurts! You still pretend to be a kind cooking expert on TV all day long! I want to be exposed! I want to record!"

"Hey girl, you've learned to talk back now, right? Is your next step going to be domestic violence against your mother! Get up, old lady!!"

Song Tiantian: ...the resistance was incompetent, and was suppressed by force!
But on this day, Song Tiantian still didn't go to school.

She was forced by her mother to go to the outdoor recording of the food show...

Halfway through the recording, the director decided to take a 10-minute break, and the field manager immediately trotted over: "The recording went well, every food you made looks so delicious, but...Miss Tiantian seems to be Is it a little tired? But is the smile a little brighter?"

"Hey? Really? Got it haha..." Mother Song smiled softly at the manager, and when she turned her head, she looked fiercely at Song Tiantian with her hips on her hips, "Girl, what did you do? Can you be more professional?" Ah! Even if you are helping me, give me a little treat!"

"What are you doing! They said they didn't want to go out today, so they insisted on pulling me over! I don't like these things!" Song Tiantian's temper became even worse.

"Shut up! It's you who said you don't want to go to school, so you must help me with work! You think I'm willing to take you out! Didn't you show your face last time when I was broadcasting live, and the response was so good. The group insisted on me bringing you here!" Song's mother was also very reluctant, okay?

"I'm pretty and those people like me, am I wrong? You made me like this, what can I do!" Song Tiantian was confident.

"You are so funny! Could it be my fault?" Mother Song was incredulous.

"Really, I look so pretty and live so tired!"

"Yes, my fault! After all, you inherited my appearance, what can I do!"

The mother and daughter had a quarrel, Song Tiantian stomped her feet, ignored the expressions of the filming crew's black line, snorted heavily, and strode away.

Lu Ziyu didn't see Song Tiantian at school all day today. He asked the Taekwondo senior and He Shiyan, but they also said that they didn't know about Song Tiantian, and she didn't come to school at all today.

This is the first time, Song Tiantian has never disappeared for no reason before, Lu Ziyu was a little worried, and no one answered the phone, so he sent Song Tiantian a WeChat to ask about the situation, and planned to contact him after the part-time job was over. .

When Song Tiantian received Lu Ziyu's WeChat, it happened to be the intermission time.Holding her mobile phone, she squatted on the side of the road in the park with a complicated expression: "Hmph, now that you can't find me, you know you care about me. I won't call back! I'm so anxious for you!"

She muttered something in a low voice, and couldn't help but stand up and take two steps. Suddenly, a football hit her foot, and Song Tiantian raised her head in surprise.

The kid named Xia Runze I met in the park before was sitting on the back seat of the bicycle and waving at her: "Sister? It's really you! Remember me? The one who played football last time!"

Song Tiantian picked up the football and walked over: "It's you~"

"We met twice in this park, fate!" Xia Runze jumped off the bicycle neatly and said with a smile.

"You little guy, what fate are you talking about? Which poor beautiful girl came out to harm today?" Song Tiantian handed him the football.

"What is a disaster! I'm good at playing football, and I hit someone just once, and it was you!" After Xia Runze finished speaking, he turned his head excitedly, pointed at Song Tiantian and said to the boy riding on the bicycle, "Brother, this sister is the one I told you about last time, the very funny one! Sister, this is my brother, Xia Ruize, a college student."

Xia Ruize had neat short hair, and slightly nodded at Song Tiantian: "Hello, I'm sorry last time, Runze was more naughty, and caused you a lot of trouble, right?"

Song Tiantian was taken aback for a moment, a little at a loss: "No...no trouble...'"

"Sister, aren't you going to class today?" Xia Runze asked while holding the football on his head.

"I accompanied my mother to record the show. But you don't have to go to class?" Song Tiantian asked.

"Today is our school's anniversary, and it's a holiday. My brother and the others have a lot of free time during college, so they come out to play with me." Xia Runze said with a smile, "Sister, sister, how about I teach you how to play football? The last time I watched you play football, you seem to be very talented, and you will definitely learn it soon!"

Song Tiantian glanced at Xia Ruize who was sitting on a bench with her head down reading a book, and said casually: "Ah, yes..."

As if sensing Song Tiantian's gaze, Xia Ruize raised his head to look at her, smiled politely, then lowered his head and continued reading.

Song Tiantian also smiled, and turned to look at Xia Runze seriously.

"Look out, sister, I'll teach you the high-end skills of rushing to play as a defender." Xia Runze flexibly controlled the football, hooking his toes lightly, and the football was spinning around under his feet as he wanted, "This way~ Feint a few times, go around a few opponents, and then confuse them with your shoulders and eyes... Then, pretend to charge head-on, tap the top of the penalty with your toes, Marseilles spins and breaks through!"

Song Tiantian looked dizzy.

"How is it, isn't it very simple?" Xia Runze asked proudly.

"Of course..." Song Tiantian nodded dizzily, and stepped on the football, "That's right, use the toes... ouch..."

Song Tiantian slipped on the football, and suddenly screamed, her feet turned to the sky.

"Ahahaha, you've been fooled! This looks easy, but it's actually very difficult!" Xia Runze smiled unscrupulously with his hands on his hips.

Song Tiantian was not angry at all, but raised her head in doubt: "It's really strange, why can't it work... When I kicked with my feet before, it was obviously very easy..."

"Runze, everyone fell down, and you are still laughing." Xia Ruize came over at some point, rubbed Xia Runze's head, knelt down on one knee, frowned and looked at Song Tiantian's knee: "I'm sorry, Runze He's more naughty."

"Ah? Oh, it's okay..." Song Tiantian moved her knees in embarrassment.

"Injured?" Xia Ruize looked at the small scraped wound on Song Tiantian's knee, "How is it? Can you stand up by yourself?"

"It's okay, it's a small injury." Song Tiantian even endured any fractures and sprains in Taekwondo before, so she didn't take this injury seriously.

"That's good." Xia Ruize smiled, looking very warm, and under Song Tiantian's dumbfounded gaze, he took off the weeds on her hair, "Let's go, let's go to the pharmacy to buy some plaster. Are you Girl, it's not good to leave scars."

Song Tiantian stared blankly at Xia Ruize, her heartbeat suddenly accelerated.

(End of this chapter)