Don't come here, the milk dog who wears books

Chapter 677
Hearing this, everyone turned their heads and saw Song Ziyi slowly walking over with the dean's cell phone.Seeing that everyone around him was looking at him, some blinked inexplicably.

Why are you looking at him? Is there something dirty on his face?
"Ah, thank you." The dean hurriedly took his mobile phone, "I just searched for a long time but couldn't find it."

"Dean, you are polite. If there is nothing else, I will go back first." Song Ziyi smiled politely at the dean, turned around and was about to leave.

He doesn't like places with many people very much. He thinks that if there are many people, there must be no shortage of right and wrong.Of course, he was not at all interested in what these people were doing.

Instead of joining in the fun here, it is better to read more books.

But it turned out that Song Ziyi made the biggest mistake in his life this time.

This mistake was so big that he spent many years wondering if he could have changed the fate of many people if he hadn't given away the mobile phone at the beginning, so he wouldn't be where he is today.

But that's how fate plays tricks on people.

Before Song Ziyi could take a few steps, he was stopped by an arrogant voice from behind:

"You, wait."

Song Ziyi's footsteps paused, but he didn't look back.

"Hey, I'm talking to you." The boy was obviously very dissatisfied with the way Song Ziyi ignored him, walked over in two or three steps, grabbed his shoulder, and forced him to look back at him.

"... What's the matter?" Song Ziyi glanced at him indifferently, and then removed the hand on his shoulder.

The boy looked Song Ziyi's whole body up and down, and after looking at it for a few seconds, he showed a strange smile, and then looked at the man behind him:

"Dad, just him. I think this kid is not bad, much better looking than the ugly one just now."

The other children all exclaimed in disbelief. Someone would call such a good-looking person as Song Zixue an ugly monster. Of course, it was more sympathy for Song Ziyi.

When Song Zixue heard this sentence, his face turned pale at a speed visible to the naked eye, and he felt his blood froze.

"This...that's okay." The man nodded reluctantly, walked over in two or three steps and narrowed his eyes to stare at Song Ziyi.

"What's your name, kid?"

"...Song Ziyi."

"Okay, you won't use this name from now on." The man smiled, and then looked at him with a hint of charity:
"Your surname will be Qin from now on. It doesn't matter what your name is. Qin Ziyi is fine."

"...What are you talking about?" Song Ziyi looked at the two people in front of him inexplicably singing together.

"Oh, you are so stupid. What my father means is that you will be the adopted son of our Qin family in the future. "

The boy looked at Song Ziyi in front of him proudly, "This is luck that many people cannot envy, so you can enjoy it yourself."

The Qin family?adopted son?
Song Ziyi's brain turned for a while before he realized it. Could this be what Song Zixue talked about with himself yesterday?

Song Ziyi subconsciously looked at Song Zixue, Song Zixue's face was almost pale at this moment, after meeting Song Ziyi's gaze, he bit his lip, then turned and ran away.

Song Ziyi's lips parted for a moment, then he frowned and looked at the two arrogant people next to him, his voice was very cold:

"I don't want to be your adopted son."

(End of this chapter)