Yu Jiu clicked in first and took a look. The WeChat account was the one she remembered.

Six or seven years have passed since her senior year, and Su Song has not changed WeChat. She can recite it even with her eyes closed.

Because it is related to physics.

The avatar is very monotonous and plain. Yu Jiu clicked into his circle of friends, but he couldn't see anything without adding friends.

Should she add it now?

Yu Jiu was still hesitating. Su Song had been resting for a long time before adding her. Isn’t she unconscionable with this one?

Then she clicked to agree.

The dialog box appears quickly, with empty zero chat history.

Jiang Ninghe sat opposite her and saw her stretching her eyebrows and frowning slightly at the moment. What a good guy, her expression was richer than when she was acting.

"What's wrong?"

He asked.

"nothing."

Yu Jiutou didn't raise his head back, and suddenly remembered something, "By the way, why did you do this marketing for the advertisement Zhang Shenzhi and I shoot?"

"Isn't the chocolate you took for 520?"

Jiang Ninghe put down his teacup, "Don't you like it?"

"dislike."

Yu Jiu spoke openly.

Jiang Ninghe nodded: "I understand."

Yu Jiu said: "He has a girlfriend outside the circle. I have worked with him this time to push news, but I don't want the title and content."

Her soft voice was a bit coquettish.

Jiang Ninghe thought so just now. She is acting cute to herself. Well, my sister is acting cute to herself, so she should not enjoy it.

After Yu Jiu finished talking to him, he quickly went upstairs.

She has her own room, which was a new room she prepared when she came back that year. Many things were either bought by herself or by Jiang Ninghe.

As for Jiang Shuangqing, after she left the Jiang family, the room was vacant. She was afraid that Yu Jiu would not like it, so she was changed into a storage room.

As far as Yu Jiu knows, the apartment she lives in is her own book and bought, of course, the loan was paid by Jiang’s father and mother. After all, she has been raising it for 17 years.

The lights in the room are bright.

Yu Jiu corrected the notes for Su Song, and after thinking for a long time, he finally sent out a sentence: [Is it Professor Su?

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News sinks to the sea.

When Su Song came out of the bathroom, he saw the record a few minutes ago. Seeing this last question, he felt a little silent.

He lowered his eyebrows and replied.

When I exited, the news about the same company on WeChat was still on the second list.

Su Song clicked in and the cover was a photo of Yu Jiu and Zhang Shenzhi, which was similar to what he saw at the scene that day.

Advertising and marketing.

Yu Jiu received the answer. Of course she knew it was Su Song, but there was always a topic, so she went in with great enthusiasm.

Su Song: [No one WeChat account you have given you have ever given me?

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Su Song: [Will you remember the content of the class in this way?

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Good guy, come two at one time.

It would be fine if she was burying her, but she also questioned her memory. Yu Jiu sat up from the bed, pulled out the charger, and typed two lines of words.

Yu Jiu: [Professor, I don’t remember it.

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Yu Jiu: [Can I ask you for a make-up lesson?

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After a while, Yu Jiu received a document.

It was the ppt from the previous few lessons. Su Song's meaning seemed to be saying, "You are already in college, you have to learn to study by yourself."

“…”

Su Song is not cute at all now. Yu Jiu lay back on the bed and continued to charge his phone. He used to teach himself how to do questions.

She inexplicably remembered the "Little Style" she wrote for Su Song.

This is her only song. After her debut, Yu Jiu crafted it and released a new version of it. Fans only know that this is the first song from the campus era.

The first version of the song only appeared in that year.

Have you heard of Su Song now?

Yu Jiu was unscrupulous in high school and was always whimsical.

At that time, when Zizi just returned to Jiang's house, no one stopped her if she wanted to do anything. She wanted to learn guitar, so Jiang Ninghe found a teacher to teach her.

After a week of class, the teacher was finally angry and ran away by her.

Yu Jiu just played with half-baked knowledge all day long. Perhaps because of her imaginary behavior when she was a teenager, she had a lot of ideas.

Sometimes a sentence or two pops up in class.

Yu Jiu looked up and blocked the light with his hands. He couldn't help but think of the scene at that time and couldn't help laughing.

After she pressed Su Song down on the table, the school criticized her, but the head teacher did not transfer them because Yu Jiu's grades did improve rapidly.

But every teacher will stare at that place in class.

Occasionally, the head teacher's death gaze outside the window.

No. 1 Middle School has a campus radio station. Every night after school and before evening self-study, the songs ticked by the students are played to relax.

Before the evening self-study began that day, Yu Jiu went to the school radio station.

There is a girl from the radio station who is from their class. I heard that Yu Jiu had to play and sing on her own, which was very welcome. This was the case when she was a student.

Everyone heard the sound from the radio station.

Yu Jiu tried it: "Hello everyone, I am Yu Jiu."

Her voice was clearer, and she was blurred through the lines, and she felt a little dumb, and she hooked people and wanted to continue listening.

Yu Jiu tweaked the strings and raised her lips: "The following song "Little Style" is sung to Su Song from Class 2, Grade 3."

Almost at the same time, the school was in full swing.

Halfway through Yu Jiu singing, there were already a circle of classmates outside the radio station, and they were still chatting there.

"I haven't heard this song before."

"She wrote it herself, is she so talented?"

"Is this a love song?"

As the discussion came, the topic was about Su Song.

"Yu Jiu is really bold. By the way, where is Su Song now? Have you seen him? How did he react?"

Only the setting sun is left above the campus in the evening.

The singing of Yujiu is floating in the air, which is complemented by the name of the song, and the guitar sounds with a little youthful and bold style.

The lyrics are straightforward and the tunes are idle.

At first, Su Song was in the classroom, and there was a circle of people around the class, all of whom were watching the fun. In the end, the doors and windows of the classroom were closed.

As soon as Su Song heard Yu Jiu's self-introduction, he felt something was wrong. Sure enough, there was singing later, so he went directly to the school radio station.

As soon as the main host came, the students who were eating melons made way out.

Yu Jiu just finished singing and was sitting there holding the guitar. When he saw him coming, he smiled and asked, "Su Song, have you heard it?"

"Yujiu."

Su Song called her name.

"Why."

Yu Jiu responded.

Su Song stretched out his face, pulled her away.
To be continued...