OK, she praised him: "Today is great."

"I have something to discuss." Kou Xiang pushed the rotating chair back and changed his seat. Yang Zhi immediately stood up and retreated back, saying defense: "I won't hug you!"

Upon hearing this, Kou Xiang raised his eyebrows and smiled even more: "I want to ask you, are you free during the summer vacation?"

"What are you doing?"

"The TV station held a singer competition and was on TV. August was shortlisted. It was not enough to be a pure rap, but there was a shortage of popular female voices."

“Summer vacation?”

"The competition is relatively small, and it takes about three weeks, and the location is S City."

"S City, it takes several hours to take the train."

“High-speed rail, four hours.”

"Oh." Yang Zhi thought for a while and said, "My mother must not be assured that I went so far, and my uncle is not happy with me singing."

Kou Xiang said he could not understand: "There are too many things they disagree with. If they ask them to agree with everything, it would be so boring. Also, your stepfather is not your biological father. Why don't he be happy about you singing, so you won't sing?"

Yang Zhi shook his head desperately: "It's just not possible."

The stepfather is the economic pillar of the family. He is the one who takes charge of big and small matters. His mother needs him, so Yang Zhi cannot disobey him.

He was not worried about this issue, and looked at her with a pair of burning eyes: "Do you want to go to this game?"

Asked himself, Yang Zhi actually wanted to go. As soon as he opened his mouth, she was moved.

"I think."

"Then go, I'll come to your house to pick you up."

"No!" Yang Zhi was like a frightened little beast and hurriedly said, "Don't come, I really can't go."

"Why can't you go? Just ask for a reason, say part-time jobs, or go out for a trip with friends."

"No, you don't understand." Yang Zhi didn't dare to look at him and hurriedly stood up: "That's it, I'll go back to the room first."

When she was about to go out, Kou Xiang kneaded the test paper into a ball and threw it hard in front of her: "You always feel that I don't understand you, and you don't tell me anything, how can I understand you."

Yang Zhi held the door handle and suddenly tightened his hand, tearing a hole open, and the wind leaked out.

It’s not that she can’t say it, but she doesn’t want to show the most unspeakable side in front of him.

Anyone can do it, he can't.

She cherishes the feelings of the Knights towards her and protects them carefully to prevent other things from being contaminated and defiled.

**

Kou Xiang was lying on the sofa for an afternoon of suffocation, and Yang Zhize and Su Beibei made an appointment to go to the city library to do their homework together.

Before leaving, she called him and asked him if he wanted to be together.

It's like nothing happened.

Kou Xiang didn't want to pay attention to her at all, so he turned around and buried his head in the other side of the sofa.

He was so angry, like a goldfish.

Yang Zhi sighed and went out.

That sigh lingered in his heart for a long time.

At this time, Aunt Zhou sat next to Kou Xiang and patted his thighs. Kou Xiang took his care of crossing his legs back.

Aunt Zhou picked up the apple and peeled it: "Are you unhappy again?"

"snort."

"I just heard your conversation with Miss Yang. What kind of game is it?"

Kou Xiang said angrily: "You listen to the corner again."

Aunt Zhou smiled and said, "What kind of game is it? Miss Yang doesn't go. See if I can do it. I'll go and help you."

Kou Xiang suddenly had a scene of Aunt Zhou singing rap with him on stage, and he was suddenly amused. Although he tried his best to keep his face from being nervous and not letting himself laugh, it was even more ugly than crying.

Aunt Zhou put down the fruit knife: "Whatever you want to pretend, just laugh if you want to."

Kou Xiang covered his mouth, laughed secretly, and reached out to get the apple in Aunt Zhou's hand. Aunt Zhou didn't give it to him and took a bite by himself: "You have to eat it and peel it yourself."

Kou Xiang snorted, sat up and picked up the apple, and didn't peel it. He opened his mouth and bit it: "Just go on stage to dance the yangko."

"Don't look down on your aunt. At that time, your aunt was the best person in the village to sing "In the Field of Hope", which was better than □□!" Aunt Zhou snatched the apple from his hand and said disgusted: "Is it dirty?"

Kou Xiang laughed: "It's so amazing, but no one listens to that kind of song now."

"Yes, now is the era of you young people." Aunt Zhou said while helping him peel apples: "Ms. Yang is a girl from a small place. She is very kind and refuses to admit defeat, especially she is unwilling to let others see her own suffering."

Kou Xiang turned his face away and hummed: "I will help her when she said it. I can't see any goodness to her."

"That's not necessarily." Aunt Zhou advised: "This girl is calculating and affectionate. You see, she is so obsessed with everything, but she is clear about it. You may be more kind to her in the future."

After chatting with Aunt Zhou for a long time, Kou Xiang's depression was also relieved a lot.

"I don't want her." He snorted: "I have no good intentions. I will go my own way from now on, and I will ignore her."

Outside the floor-to-ceiling window, the gloomy sky was roaring with thunder and the air was dull.

The raucous raindrops washed away the dull and heat in the air.
Chapter completed!