As soon as Sun Yan's words came out, Lin Bufan and Zhang Jiadong were dumbfounded.

What does it mean?

I helped you get the man you like, and you actually cursed me to die?

"Sun Yan, are you smart? Bu Fan helped you to set up a match with good intentions, but you still cursed him?" Zhang Jiadong said.

"You... you..." Sun Yan was so angry that she couldn't speak, and her beautiful eyes bulged out.

Zhou Ziming touched the back of his head and said naively: "Sun Yan, you haven't answered me yet? Are you willing to be my girlfriend?"

"Be your mother..." Sun Yan yelled, turned around and walked away angrily.

"Be my mother?" Zhou Ziming was confused and exclaimed, "Damn, do you like my dad?"

After Sun Yan, who had walked more than ten steps, heard this fool's words, she was so angry that she almost vomited blood.

Lin Bufan hurriedly caught up.

After chasing him to the opposite street, he finally stopped Sun Yan.

"Sun Yan, please speak clearly, what do you mean?" Lin Bufan was also annoyed.

I have kept my promise, but now you are turning your back on me. Which one are you acting in?

"What do I mean? I also want to ask you what you mean."

"Didn't Zhou Ziming confess to you? Isn't this the result you want?"

"You...you have shit in your head. How could I like Zhou Ziming?"

"ah?"

After a conversation, it became clear that Sun Yan did not like Zhou Ziming at all, but Song Shenhui from the Music Department of Hangzhou Art Institute. In order to have a common topic with Song Shenhui, she approached Zhou Ziming because Zhou Ziming knew some music theory.

Knowledge and musical instruments.

Female classmates in the same class often saw Sun Yan looking for Zhou Ziming, and over time they came to the conclusion that Sun Yan admired Zhou Ziming.

Zhang Jiadong got the information from a female classmate, so it was naturally wrong.

After listening to Sun Yan's words, Lin Bufan felt embarrassed. When he saw Zhou Ziming for the first time, he felt something was wrong.

"I'm extremely sorry. It's my fault. I made a mistake." Lin Bufan apologized.

Sun Yan put her hands on her waist, with an angry look on her face, "I'm really speechless about your ability. You made such a big joke, how do you want me to behave in the future?"

"Just be a good person. It's not a big deal. I'll explain it to Zhou Ziming later. Also, tomorrow is my day off. I'll go find Song Shenhui and I'll definitely help you tie the red thread."

"Are you that sure?"

"You are so beautiful that even a man's heart will be moved. I think Song Shenhui is not enlightened. I will go and watch him on demand and let him enlighten."

"Okay, I believe you for the last time." After saying that, Sun Yan turned away and left.

After Zhang Jiadong saw Sun Yan leaving, he walked to Lin Bufan and asked, "Bufan, what's going on?"

Lin Bufan glared at Zhang Jiadong and said, "Fat man, if you were a woman, would you like a boy like Zhou Ziming?"

"Won't."

"That's alright, how could you believe the words of those bastards in your class and make me miserable?"

The next day was Saturday, and Lin Bufan got up early. As the saying goes, if you know yourself and your enemy, you will win every battle. He was going to Hangcheng Art College to inquire about Song Shenhui's situation so that he could think of countermeasures.

As soon as I went out, I saw Su Qing.

"Hehe, are you surprised or not?" Su Qing asked with a smile.

"Oh no, I almost forgot... Su Qing is sorry that I have something to do today and can't date you." Lin Bufan suddenly remembered that he had a date with Su Qing today.

"Why is this so?"

"I'm really inconvenient today."

"What are you going to do today?"

"I'm going to Hangcheng Art College to find someone."

"I'll go with you." Su Qing said in a tone that could not be refused.

Su Qing took care of herself early in the morning and waited in front of Lin Bufan's house early just to give him a surprise.

Today she wore a pink fishtail skirt, her originally tied hair was let down, she also put on light eyeliner and shiny lipstick, and held a small leather bag in her hand, looking delicate and beautiful.

Lin Bufan scratched his scalp, thought about it, and nodded in agreement. It would not be a problem to bring Su Qing with him anyway.

At the intersection, Su Qing reached out to take a taxi, but was stopped by Lin Bufan.

"Miss, let's experience civilian transportation."

There is a bus stop not far away that leads directly to Hangcheng Art Institute.

"Okay, I'll listen to you."

After getting on the bus, there were so many people that Su Qing squeezed to Lin Bufan's side. Lin Bufan pulled her in front of him to block the flow of people coming from behind.

The car was driving swaying, and the driver's skills were poor. He braked suddenly from time to time, and Su Qing almost fell down several times.

"Hold me." Lin Bufan said softly.

Su Qing was already very close to Lin Bufan, her face was flushed, but now after hearing these words, her cheeks were so hot that they were almost smoking.

"Oh..." Su Qing shyly hugged Lin Bufan's waist. This was the first time she hugged a boy. She was very embarrassed and very excited. Her heart was beating violently and her breathing was quickened.

"Have you changed your shower gel?" Lin Bufan asked abruptly.

Before, Su Qing smelled of rose-scented shower gel, but now she smelled of melon-scented shower gel.

"How do you know?" Su Qing asked in shock.

"I am a dog and have a sharp nose." Lin Bufan joked.

"Tch, what kind of explanation is this? It's better to say that you pay attention to me and like me."

"Hahaha, little brat." Lin Bufan's uncle attributes appeared again.

"You are a little brat too." Su Qing pouted, and the two red flowers on her cheeks added a lot of cuteness to her.

After arriving at Hangcheng Art College, I met an acquaintance before I even entered the door.

"Qingqing, Mr. Lin..."

Lin Bufan turned around and saw Boss Zhao.

Boss Zhao's name is Zhao Ping. He is in his 40s, bald and has a beer belly. He is a builder. Ever since Su Qing's birthday party, he has been admiring Lin Bufan.

"Uncle Zhao, why are you here?" Su Qing asked confused.

"Hahahaha... I will send my little wife to school."

Lin Bufan looked at the school behind him and joked: "You really don't have the red flag down at home, and the colorful flags are flying outside."

"Hahaha...Mr. Lin is right."

"Boss Zhao, don't call me husband from now on. It sounds weird. Just call me Xiao Lin."

"Isn't this good? It's not an exaggeration to call you sir based on your knowledge. Besides, I will have to rely on you in the future." Zhao Ping also wanted to learn business tips from Lin Bufan, so as to make more money.

"If you call me sir, I will pretend not to know you from now on."

"Okay, okay, then don't call me Xiaolin. It sounds disrespectful to you."

"Then just call me extraordinary."

"good."

"Uncle Zhao, you can really find them. This is a place where beauties gather." Su Qing said nonchalantly.

"Hahaha, what kind of woman doesn't have money in today's society? Come on, come on, extraordinary, let me show you a photo of my little wife, she is so beautiful." Zhao Ping wanted to show off, so he took out a Canon from the car.

Take the camera and show Lin Bufan the photo of your little wife.

The photos are stunning, no less impressive than those doors.

"Hehe, do you like it? If you like it, I will introduce it to you." Zhao Ping deliberately seduced.

"Uncle Zhao... you are sick." Su Qing was beside them, her eyes caught the photo, and her face turned red immediately, "Don't bring bad luck to Bufan."

After saying that, Su Qing pulled Lin Bufan away.

Zhao Ping shouted from behind: "Feifan, call me when you have time, and we will have dinner together."

After entering the school, Su Qing cursed: "This old pervert, you are not allowed to associate with him in the future."

Lin Bufan smiled inwardly, the little girl looked so cute when she was angry.

The School of Art was built in the 1970s. It was the second batch of students in China that focused on art education. The school was very large, and many buildings were covered with a layer of ivy. Boys with long hair could be seen everywhere on campus, as well as women who dressed fashionably in that era.

College students, the sound of a guitar solo could be heard in the distance.

"It's quite literary and artistic," Lin Bufan said with a smile.

"Who are you looking for? Is it a woman?" Su Qing asked.

"Can't I find a man?"

"Humph, you are sick if you are looking for a man."

"Okay, then I'll find a girl."

"No." Su Qing glared.

Lin Bufan walked for a while, and Su Qing said she wanted to use the toilet, so she asked someone to go to the nearest singing room. The singing room had two floors. Su Qing found the toilet on the first floor and went in.

Lin Bufan waited and waited, so he strolled around on the first floor. Perhaps because it was a Saturday, the singing room was empty, and many classrooms were empty. When he walked to the classroom at the end, he glanced inside, and Lin Bufan stopped.

There were only two people in the classroom, a boy and a girl, kissing.

When the two let go of their bodies, Lin Bufan was stunned.
Chapter completed!