Learning God, he is delaying my exam again

Chapter 39 Can I sign my name?
The drowsiness disappeared without a trace, and Hua Yang's eyes followed the figure in the suit, his eyes seemed to be full of stars.

Seeing the depth of field in this time and space, Hua Yang's heart is not limited to the excitement of seeing an idol, it is also a kind of surprise of meeting an old acquaintance in a foreign land.

Shen Lie glanced at her, then looked at the depth of field she was staring at.

In the circle, Depth of Field is notoriously cold and abstinent, and it is the same at this moment. Even though it is late at night, the black suit on his body is still wrinkle-free.

The tip of Shen Lie's tongue arched his cheeks, thinking to himself, he likes this type, no wonder he is not pleasing to the eyes everywhere.

Jing Shen walked straight in front of Bai Lan, shook hands with her, and apologized sincerely: "I'm sorry, Madam Shen, this happened to you because of me. No matter what compensation demands you have, we will try our best to satisfy them."

Bai Lan's mood has regained stability, and she is close friends with the Jing family elders, so she quickly waved her hands and said, "For your parents' sake, forget it."

"Thank you Mrs. Shen for understanding, but the necessary compensation is still required, and I will let the secretary deal with it." Jing Shen nodded slightly, and after exchanging pleasantries for a while, turned his head to look at Hua Yang beside him, and said with a light smile, "You are the one who saves people." That girl?"

His eyes were extremely gentle, and his posture was gentle and elegant, exactly the same as when he first went to the General's Mansion that year.

Hua Yang tried his best to restrain the excitement in his heart, and nodded like a chicken pecking at rice.

It was the first time that Hua Lin's younger sister looked so excited and bewildered. Angrily, she reached out and poked her temple, lowered her voice and taught, "Give me some face, don't act like you haven't seen the world."

Hua Yang pursed his lips lightly, immersed in his own thoughts, and after a while, he suddenly opened his mouth as if thinking of something, and asked tentatively, "Mr. Jing, can you sign me?"

"My signature is worthless." Jing Shen said with a smile.

"It's okay, keep it as a souvenir."

"This……"

Hua Lin reached out and pressed the center of her eyebrows, and said to Jingshen: "If you don't want to see me get mad, you can sign it for her."

Hearing what his friend said, Depth of Field didn't insist. With his slender fingers, he took out a black pen from the chest pocket of his jacket. He looked around, but he didn't see any paper.

Hua Yang hurriedly opened the messenger bag, took out an exercise book from the bag, and opened it to the first page.

"Just sign it here."

The people present couldn't help being shocked, who the hell would bring such an exercise book to the entertainment club!

Jing Shen praised while signing and returning: "You have worked so hard, come on."

"Thank you." Hua Yang was full of motivation, and suddenly felt that he could write another hundred math problems when he went back.

After signing, Hua Yang took back the exercise booklet and took a look, and the last trace of doubt disappeared.

Sure enough, he is the Seventh Prince.

Even the handwriting is exactly the same.

She hugged the exercise booklet in her arms and watched Jing Shen leave, seeing the four people beside her staring at her in a daze, she couldn't help asking in doubt: "What's wrong?"

Hua Lin sneered, "What embarrassing thing did you do just now, don't you remember?"

Hua Yang is not ashamed at all: "Isn't it a routine to ask for an autograph when you meet an idol?"

At this moment, a white and skeletal right hand suddenly stretched out in front of her, holding a video, exactly what she did just now.

Hua Yang took a few glances, his calm expression cracked a bit.

Although it was to verify the identity of the depth of field, she did not expect that the behavior she thought was quite normal just now, from the perspective of a bystander, would be so... nympho.

(End of this chapter)